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2. Jimmy woke up early the next day. Most of the morning was spent looking at casting calls, and figuring out the best ones for him. He also made a few calls to agents, but every time, the receptionist told him that the agent wasn't taking new clients. Then, it was time to find some food before his appointment at three for the lease on the studio. This time, the superintendent forced him to kneel, his back against the wall as the older man forced his cock down Jimmy's throat. Jimmy still gagged on the thick rod, but reminded himself that even with the regular throat-fucking, it was still an amazing deal. That evening, Jimmy went out to his first gay bar. The description online said that it was preppy and sporty. He had gotten a fake ID several months earlier, planning for the move, but he hadn't had a chance to test it. His hometown was small enough that everyone knew he was only eighteen. The bouncer spent a lot more time staring at the tuft of chest hair sticking out of his shirt than Jimmy's ID, before waving him in. Jimmy took a moment to look around. There wasn't a single woman to be seen, and the video screens scattered around the bar were showing a slide show of naked men. He was scared and excited, wondering what possibilities the night held. He tried to be as nonchalant as possible as he approached the bar, and ordered a beer. "What do you want?" the bartender asked. He was a short, skinny guy, with a day's worth of stubble, and an infectious smile. He must have picked up on Jimmy's innocence, because he continued. "Special today is Blue Moon. $4 a pint." "I'll take that." "Most guys like it with a slice of orange. You?" "Sure," Jimmy said. He handed over a ten dollar bill, and took the change. He was about to retreat to a safe corner, when the man sitting at the bar next to him turned and spoke. "New here?" he asked. "Yeah," Jimmy stammered. He looked at the man. He looked to be in his early thirties, with thick brown hair, a dense yet well-trimmed beard, and under a tight white t-shirt, what looked to be a good body. "Welcome. I'm Josh." "Jimmy," Jimmy said. "Well, welcome to LA, Jimmy. This calls for a celebration." He turned the bartender and ordered tequila shots; the bartender poured one for himself as well. The three men quickly knocked back the shot; Jimmy tried his best not to cough. Jimmy and Josh talked for a few minutes. Josh mentioned he had some weed back at his place; and asked if Jimmy wanted to get high. "Sure," Jimmy said. "Where do you live?" "Just around the corner," Josh said. "Come on," he said. Josh quickly settled up his tab, as the bartender smirked at Jimmy. Josh was right; he lived in a giant apartment less than a five minute walk away. Josh grabbed a bong already filled with weed, and took the boy out to the balcony. The men took a few hits off the bong, watching the airplanes circle downtown on final approach to LAX. Finally, Josh spoke. "Jimmy. Is that short for something?" "James," Jimmy said. "Much better," Josh said. "Jimmy is the middle school kid in Nebraska. Jimmy is the kid that plays soccer, and everyone knows is queer." Josh was standing behind Jimmy now, close enough that Jimmy could feel his body heat. "Jimmy is going to be eaten alive by LA." "But," Jimmy asked. "What do I do?" "A new name. Everyone does it." Josh whispered into Jimmy's ear. "James is a good name." Jimmy could smell Josh's body. It was sweet and sweaty, and his cock was hard. "James is a fresh face from the heartland. Ready for a leading role." "James," Jimmy said. In his mind, it was the name his Mom called him when he was bad. Josh spun him around, so they were facing, and kissed him. "Hello, James," Josh said, when they finally broke off the kiss. "You're a sexy man." "Thanks, uh, you too," James said, trying to take everything in. "So, James," Josh asked, grabbing his ass. "Did you play soccer?" "Yeah." "And did everyone think you were queer?" "Yeah." "You had to suck off the quarterback?" "Yeah." "Fuck yeah," Josh said. He had unzipped his jeans, and pushed them down. "Show me how you took care of him." Josh's cock was already erect. James slid down to his knees, then stared at the shaft in front of him. "Come on. Show me how good you suck." James opened his mouth, and took the head in. "You can do more than that," Josh said. "Give me your best blow job." James went partially down the shaft. Back home, Eric's cock had been thicker and larger. But the last time had been a month ago; Eric had once more decided what they did was sinful, and Jesus would save him. It was good to taste dick again. James reached down for his cock, but Josh pushed his hand away. "Not yet," he said. "I want to enjoy this." Josh held on to the arm, reminding James of his job here. "Get me off first," he said. James worked his way down the length of Josh's cock. It wasn't as big as the superintendent's dick, so he didn't gag. But it was close; the shaft was like a steel rod poking at his throat. "Fuck yeah," Josh said, grabbing the back of James's head and holding the boy in place. "Let me down your throat." James did his best to relax. He knew that gagging would be the wrong move here. Eventually, he found a comfortable angle that allowed him to swallow the full length of Josh's cock. He moaned in pleasure; it was the best he could do with a dick down his throat. "That's it James," Josh said. He let go of his arms, but reminded the man on his knees of the rules. "Remember to focus on me. I'm almost there." Josh started thrusting his cock deep into James's throat, feeling the wet, velvety softness massage him to release. "Gahhh," James said, trying to take Josh's forceful strokes. "Ugggh," he said, nearly choking on the dominant man's cock. Luckily, only took Josh a few minutes before he shot a thick load. He made sure that the boy swallowed every drop, before finally pulling out. "Fuck yeah," Josh said. "You're an amazing cocksucker." Just like the superintendent, he wiped his cock off on James's stubble. "That quarterback was a lucky guy." James reached down for his cock. Even gasping for air, he was turned on, the way that Josh had just used him. Josh conspicuously checked his phone, his cock still nestled in James's mouth. "Fuck," he said. "I didn't know it was so late."

PART 9: PASSING TIME WITH THE JOCK DOWNSTAIRS My wrestling company hadn’t held an event since back around Thanksgiving, and then once the coronavirus began to flare up, I realized we’d have to wait a bit longer. But I needed to breed, and soon. Naïve, neg jock boys like Cody and Ashton made me realize that pumping my dirty virus into random boys from those online sites wasn’t what I craved anymore. No, I needed something with more … depravity, and a sense of ownership. I own a nice two-story house, which is divided into two residences. I occupy the entire top floor, and since November I’ve rented out the bottom level to a cute 22-year-old. Of course I checked him out on social media when he applied to rent the place a few months ago. I knew when I saw his social media that he was my top choice: He’s a former Division I college baseball player (and most recently a star on a local city league team), a total gym rat, and he loves to post gym selfies along with pics with random people in bars and clubs. Since moving in, through our few interactions so far, he seems to be a somewhat quiet beta male. So yes, he’s a great tenant. He let me know in late February that he was out of a job because of the coronavirus. So March 1 came along, and he wasn’t able to pay rent. My mind began to churn as I thought of ways I could take advantage of this. I asked him if he provided personal training, and he said he does from time to time. A while back I had set up a rarely-used home gym in our shared garage downstairs, so I scheduled a time to meet for our first session. I was getting things in place when he arrived, sweaty from a run on a 70-degree afternoon on a warm day in March. I sat on a weight bench as he stood in front of me, catching his breath from the jog. I asked about his situation, feigning sympathy for this sweaty, straight jock boy standing in front of me. Bryce is about 5-8, maybe 160 pounds, short blond hair, a cute hoop piercing in his eyebrow, and beautiful green eyes. His gym shorts and wet t-shirt clearly showed the tight, worked-out body he was packing. Occasionally he would lift his shirt to wipe his sweaty face, unveiling a hot set of abs and a smooth, hairless stomach. “My girlfriend lost her job, too, so we’re both in a bad situation. I don’t know what we’re gonna do,” he said, staring at the ground as I stared at his crotch. “I’ve been stressed, she’s been stressed. All we do is sit around and worry. Man, it’s so frustrating.” He shook his head, still staring at the ground, and quickly scratched his sweaty cock the way a straight boy does when he thinks nobody’s paying attention. “If we make this a regular thing, I promise you’ll have a lot less to worry about financially,” I said. Thankfully my well-paying job was secure, so I was more than able to give him free rent if I chose, and If he deserved it. But I wasn’t going to make it easy for him. We went through a few stretches to warm up, then Bryce guided me through a few simple moves using the set of free weights along the wall of the garage. After about 30 minutes of close contact and sweating, and about 10 minutes after Bryce slipped his shirt off as the heat of the day rose, I was rock-hard and already dripping poz seed. I’d been on the fence about even fucking this kid during our very first workout session, but my mind was settled now. With me on my back, and Bryce spotting me, I picked up a pair of dumbbells and lifted them a few times over my chest. Staring upward, I got a great view of Bryce from the thighs up – cute, blond hair slightly dusted his legs, his crotch jutted out slightly from his black gym shorts, and his tight abs glistened with sweat. I’d seen enough. Setting the weights down, I reached upward into his loose shorts and felt his cock. He was stunned for about 2 seconds, then jumped backward. “What the hell?” Bryce said, then kinda laughed. “Back to work. We gotta be serious, man.” “How’d you like to stop worrying so much about rent?” I asked, sitting upright to stare at him crotch-level. He stood there quietly, obviously realizing what I had in mind. He hadn’t said no so far. His look got serious quickly. “So … like … you wanna suck me off, right?” he said. I nodded yes. He paused and looked pensive. “A hundred?” he said. That’s a deal, son. But of course it would be more than a blowjob. I wasn’t interested in his dick.

I left the porno store. Four more loads up my ass. 3 down my throat. I would have taken more but the the store had to close at midnight. So I was on my way home my ass leaking come from stranger's cocks. All evening I was so focused on giving my body over to other men. Just giving up my body to anyone without discrimination. As I was driving home I took stock of where I was in my life. Ever since that kid had dropped his poz nut in my ass 3 years ago, I have been moving towards getting myself knocked up with HIV. Everything had just kind of falling into place. my wife, who had been sick for several years, had begun to deteriorate about a year ago. She was now in hospice full-time. My younger son had moved in with his grandparents. This was good for him. He had a hard time being in the house with his mother so sick. That left me and my older son, Sean, who was getting ready for college, in the house alone. Sean was 18 and the school athlete. He was a little short. 5‘7“, toned, smooth, and had a nice fat 7 inch cock. I have seen him naked many times through the years. Sometimes at home and sometimes at the gym. Even at church camp. I always admired his beauty. He had the nicest bubble but I had ever seen. I even found myself at times getting aroused looking at him we’re thinking about his body. Because of my wife's illness I was on sabbatical from the church. I didn't even have to check in. I just stayed away. That's why I had so much time to fuck around at the park and in the porno store. I took loans at the corner store at least four days a week. Tonight I have thrown away my prep. In another month I'd be susceptible to the virus. The thought of being converted kept my cock hard all the way home. Every cock that went in my ass that night I imagined was swimming with the virus. I pulled into the garage. My son's car was already parked there. It wasn't that late, just before 1 at night. He was sometimes out with his friends till 2 or 3 in the morning. I made my way in the house still dressed in the clothes I had picked up from the bushes at the park. I thought for a brief moment about the kid who had left his clothes outside the bathroom. Thought about him getting railed by that old poz breeder. It must have been a really hot scene. I pictured the kid on his knees sucking that fat cock with the spiked ball hanging off the end of it. I imagined him savoring the viral pre-come dripping from that cock. I knew the breeder would piss on him it’s been around and rough fuck his little boy hole. Fill the kid with his toxic gift. I boned up thinking about it. I realized in all my playing around at night I have never calm. I was still horny as fuck. I needed more Hass and cock and sperm. I made my way into the house and down the back hallway. I passed my son's room. His door was partially opened. I stopped and looked in. He was lying on his stomach on the bed apparently asleep. He had a beautiful body. The light from outside gave enough light to the room for me to see the outline of his naked form. His beautiful bubble but glistening in the moonlight. My hard cock throbs looking at him. I craved his ass. I wanted to plunge my cock into that ass that I had made and fill it with my seed. I wanted to fuck my own son. I wanted to creep in to the room. Wanted to lay my body over his. Even if I had to force him, I wanted to breed him deep and raw. But I was ready for that I didn’t think. But I knew what I would be thinking about as I jerked off in the shower. I started to walk away from his room when I noticed a pile of clothes at the end of his bed. It was time to do laundry so I step quietly into the room and reached down and picked up the pile of clothes.As I picked up the clothes from the floor it hit me. These were my clothes. These were my clothes that I threw into the bushes at the park just a few hours ago. The kid in the restroom getting railed by the gifter with the big spiked to PA was my son. Was my 18-year-old son. And I stood there realizing I was wearing his clothes. My ass full of strangers’ cum. My cock rock hard and dripping from thinking about fucking my son. I heard a rustling on the bed and my son flipped over. Still half asleep he stretched, his cock standing straight out from his body. Something came over me, possessed me. And I tossed the clothes I was holding into his face as he was waking up, “ Recognize these clothes? Recognize these clothes that you wore home?“ I sneered and stepped up next to the bed. “ Do you recognize these clothes I’m wearing? The clothes you threw in the bushes on your way into that shit hole toilet to get railed by a evil pervert with AIDS?“ Sean’s eyes grew big. Fear rose in his face. The stink of it rose from his body. He was awake now, wide awake. “ Looks like my oldest son is a bugchasing faggot“ I said, grabbing a single ankle, jerking him to the edge of the bed and rolling up on top of him so that he was pinned underneath me. I was not in control anymore of my lust.

1. Jimmy landed in Los Angeles on a Monday at 1:00pm. His parents had insisted that he stay through Sunday so he could go to church and see his grandparents. It meant he had to wake up at 4:00am to get to the airport in time. It wasn't that bad; he had worked the past two summers at his uncle's farm, and he was used to waking up unpleasantly early. He touched his front pocket again. There was a wad of cash; it was his savings from the summer jobs, plus a small amount of money from his grandparents. If he was careful, it was just enough for a deposit on a small apartment and a few month's worth of living expenses. He had dreamed of moving to LA since he was in middle school and decided that he wanted to be an actor. He was glad the flight landed early; he collected a large backpack and duffle bag, and then got an uber to an AirBnB in Silver Lake. He was surprised that it only took thirty minutes to get there; he believed that it took hours to get anywhere in LA. He found the key to the small building in the back yard; it was a spartan studio, but it was a place to leave his bags. He looked at his phone. It was 2:30, and he had an appointment to see a studio apartment nearby at 3:00. He washed his face, and headed out into the September sun. He reached the building just in time. The building was old, but the neighborhood was nice, with a cafe and a few nice restaurants. He was hungry, but remembered he had to be careful with money. He knocked on the superintendent's door. "Coming," the voice said, gruff, manly, and already annoyed. "Yes?" the man said, as he opened the door. Jimmy was momentarily silent. The man towered above Jimmy. He was wearing a tank top which made it clear his massive bulk was all muscle. He was wearing a pair of sweat pants. Jimmy tried not to stare at the massive boner he could see through the fabric. "Uh," Jimmy stammered. "I'm Jimmy. I'm here about the studio?" "Oh yeah. Give me a second." He disappeared back into the dark apartment, then emerged a few seconds later. "Come on," he said, and guided Jimmy to the back of the complex, and up the stairs. The apartment was on the far side, on the second floor. It was a little larger than the AirBnB. "Here it is," the guy said. "$850 a month, with utilities." Jimmy found it hard to concentrate. He wanted to stare at the superintendent, but forced himself to look at the small kitchen. There was a stove and oven, and a tiny fridge. He turned around; the super was rubbing his crotch. "You have nice lips," he said. "I bet we can work out a discount on the rent." Back in Nebraska, Jimmy had sucked off the quarterback several times a week. Jimmy knew what to do, and knelt down in front of the super. He pulled down the older man's sweat pants, and a massive nine inch cock fell out. "I love a boy who knows what to do," the super moaned, as Jimmy took the head of the man's cock in his mouth. "Oh fuck," the super moaned as Jimmy worked his way down the super's shaft. The superintendent had the biggest cock Jimmy had ever touched, but Jimmy didn't let that stop him. He worked his way down, feeling the dickhead press against the back of his throat. "Take it, faggot," the super said, grabbing the back of Jimmy's head and forcing him to swallow more of his thick cock. Jimmy was struggling as the man's thick cock slid down his throat. It was hard, because the superintendent had grabbed the back of Jimmy's head and was holding him down. The bigger man held Jimmy in place, even as he struggled not to gag. "I said take it, faggot," he said, ignoring Jimmy's obvious discomfort. "Please," Jimmy grunted, as he tried to gasp for air. "That gets me off," the man said, shoving his cock back into Jimmy's throat. "Fuck that feels good," he continued, forcefully pounding the young man's throat. "Oh fuck," he grunted. At least it didn't last that long; it was only a few minutes before Jimmy felt his cock stiffen and the superintendent's balls tighten. "Try not to drown," he said, before his cock exploded. It was not an idle warning; the man's orgasm was intense and large. Spurt after spurt of cum shot out of his dick, and directly into Jimmy's stomach. "Not bad," the super said, pulling his softening cock from Jimmy's mouth, and wiping it off on the stubble on Jimmy's cheek. "$700 a month," he said. "You want it?" Jimmy was still on his knees, not even sure what just happened. "Uh, yeah, I guess." It was less than he had expected, and giving an occasional blow job seemed worth it. "Good. Come by at three tomorrow, and we'll do the paperwork."

Part 21 - The Harvest Moon Johan woke and stretched smiling at Luca in his arms, next to him Nico was laying half on his stomach partially on top of Mark. He couldn't figure out how during the night they had ended up like this. Luca snuggled up and kissed his chest, Mark and Nico were sound asleep, using his arm that was around Luca he pulled him on top and cuddled him. The sun was just appearing over the hills and Johan laid there watching the shadow slowing moving on the wall, he giggled and rubbed Luca's head 'stop it' he said quietly at Luca's hand holding his semi erect cock. Luca licked the side of Johan's neck 'not a chance' he whispered quietly kissing and moving lower. Johan smiled and put his hands behind his head and watched Luca edge further downwards, his tongue licked up the shaft of his now erect cock. He looked up at the ceiling and sighed lovingly at the sensation of Luca's mouth taking his cock. The hushed moans of Luca in heaven trying his best to pleasure Johan. He looked to the side at the two sleeping beauties then down at Luca who was in his own world. Johan moved his arm and his hand stroked Luca's head, closing his eyes he pushed Luca's head down moaning and releasing his load quietly. Luca's hands roamed up Johan's body tweaking the nipples gently until he released his hand off Luca's head. Nosily Luca finished off slurping and continued gently sucking, the noise waking Nico up who looked down and chuckled at the erotic sight. Like Johan he couldn't figure out how he ended up with Mark and he was certainly not going to let the chance pass by. Grinding his hips against Mark's bum he was soon hard and gently teasing his hole open he slipped partially inside waking a moaning Mark. His hand grabbing Nico's ass coaxing him on top. Luca knelt up holding Johan's cock in his hand and watched Nico slowly fucking Mark. Luca moved up and sat across Johan guiding his cock in to his ass, even in it's post orgasm state it was still plentiful to take and feel. Mark turned his head and smiled, he loved watching getting turned on by his man and Johan making out. Nico moaned and thrusted down hard 'oh yes' Mark said feeling Nico unload, he turned and kissed Nico and they rolled on to their side to watch Luca and Johan. Luca's body was bouncing up and down so quickly from the rapid succession of thrusts Johan exaggerated through his hips. Johan moaned 'fuck yes' he cried out pushing his hips up high impaling Luca deep and breeding him, his hands pulling Luca forward wrapping his arms around the young body kissing him passionately. Nico and Johan got off the bed laughing at Mark and Luca who wrapped themselves around each other kissing madly and hugging before they get up. Johan had work in an hour and had arranged to meet up with Jack at midday. Nico, Luca and Mark were heading off the family vineyard certain that by late morning the would start the grape harvest. Luca checked his phone and Tony's message from the other day, his flight was due to land at 6pm so he would need to leave by 4.30 at the latest. Arriving at Luca's grandparents vineyard they were surprised to see Jack already there with Lorenzo sat at a table, Jack holding a bunch of grapes examining them and tasting the small one then the large one noticing the subtle difference in sweetness and flavour. He could make out Savio and Oliver in the vineyard with the estate manager testing the grapes. If his grandfather liked one thing in life it was passing on his knowledge especially when he had such an avid pupil like Jack was turning out to be. Jack waved seeing the guys approaching and admired how Nico switched in to his mother tongue and kissed his grandfather on both cheeks, Luca and Mark both did the same before setting off in to vineyard. Jack full of his newly found knowledge and eager to start. Jack got behind Mark and pushed his knee in to Mark's leg causing him to buckle, laughing loudly Jack helped him up. "You will pay for that later" Mark said play punching him. Jack grabbed his hands "How do you speak Italian?" he asked looking seriously at him. "Luca is teaching me" Mark replied as they continued following the others "you want to learn?". "Yes" Jack nodded "I will ask Savio to teach me" he finished off saying with Mark chuckling. "He has no patience to teach" Mark said smiling "gets to easily distracted by your brother". Jack chuckled "Yeah, that I have noticed" he replied "so who can teach me?" he asked "Luca?". Mark nodded "Yes I guess so, depends how long your planning on staying around" he said looking at Jack. Jack went silent and Mark watched him before he spoke again "I like you, I would like you stay". He smiled looking at Mark "I am not your sex toy" Jack said laughing and gently pushing Mark. "Not yet but soon you will be" Mark replied grinning cheekily at him. Jack laughed and shook his head "I am not gay" he said. Mark bravely grabbed Jack's hand holding it "Doesn't matter if your are or not, you can be my older brother". Jack cracked up laughing at the bizarre things Mark was coming out with, strangely he never tried to prise his hand away from Mark's holding it as they walked joining Savio and Oliver. Discreetly Jack freed his hand not before Oliver had noticed it, he kept quiet and carried on what he was doing extremely happy how his brother was coming out of his shell and enjoying himself. All systems were go and the entire team along with many villagers gathered to start harvesting the grapes, the plan today was to start harvesting the main family estate then tomorrow start on the Cerbaia estate. Jack worked with Nico, Luca and Mark under the watchful eye of Nico who had years of practice. Oliver and Savio headed to Cerbaia to test the grapes with Lorenzo. Meeting up at midday for a typical Tuscan lunch in the shade of the family home. Johan appeared halfway through lunch and Jack saw how Johan flipped in to a very Italian accent hugging and kissing Savio's grand mother who then fetched him a plate of food she had saved for him. Johan sat chatting so quickly with Lorenzo for a few minutes before kissing Nico, Luca, Mark, Oliver, Savio and finally he kissed Jack on both cheeks and sat next to him. Feeling well out of his depth wishing he could understand the quick banter going on. No matter how much food there was the noise of people talking never stopped until Geraldo the estate manager called time tapping his watch. The long table of 40 or so people was emptying, many of the villagers keen to know who Jack was came over and said hello in Italian. After about the fourth person Jack was beginning to understand some of what the locals were saying, Luca came over and helped Jack telling him what to respond with. His first Italian phrases with the locals helping his pronunciation got down to a fine art and actually sounding Tuscan. Lorenzo came over to Jack "Well done Jack" he said "that is how to impress the villagers here". "Will you teach me Italian?" Jack asked unsure if he was asking the right person. Lorenzo laughed "Of course, many of the family will help as well" he said. Johan put his arm on Jack's shoulder "Ahh yes you two go off and enjoy the afternoon" Lorenzo said. "Will be back at 5pm to help with the last picks of the day" Johan replied in Italian. Johan drove Jack to a local beauty spot where they walked for hours talking, finally the subject Jack was ashamed of was raised by Johan. Jack sensed it was coming but had no idea how much Oliver had actually told him, his aggressive side showing in a defensive stance with Johan. The trick to get under his skin and let it out in a rage was all to real, the shouting the abuse hurled at Johan until the tears steamed down his face in anger. Johan continued without letting up watching him storm off and back again to hurl more abuse, never once did Johan bring him down he astutely watched allowing Jack to use him. The rage went on for an hour until he could find no more words, Johan grabbed Jack pulling him in and pinning his arms by his side he held him close whilst Jack sobbed feeling worthless admitting his life was a wreck. Johan kissed his head and hugged him tighter. "Many people here like you Jack" Johan soothingly spoke "they like you for you not what you want to be". He remained silent for several minutes "Am I not just a project for Olly and you?" Jack asked. Johan released his hold on him "No Jack, Olly loves you and wants to help" he replied. "And you?" Jack asked looking up at him "and the others?". Johan smiled "Everyone is very fond of you Jack, we all like you" he said then chuckled "for an outsider". Jack picked up his bottle of water "That is me an outsider always at a distance". Johan put his arm around Jack's shoulder "That is just your perception Jack, the way you look at it". Jack didn't know how Johan had such a calming effect on him "How do I change it?" he asked. "You already have" Johan replied "your no outsider to the people here and the ones who love you". They walked back to the car with Jack feeling in a good place, he had never bonded so much with one person and saw Johan as his rock in time of need. A strange friendship at first that grew over the days became as solid as the hills they stood on. By the time they returned they grabbed some cutters and headed back in the vineyards to help for the last few hours. Jack worked with Johan and Nico quickly working up the row of vines, Mark popped his head over the vines 'Cute ass' he said mocking Jack and receiving a barrage of grapes throw at him by Nico and Johan. Jack smirked "Stop fucking flirting with me I told you it will not happen" he replied. Mark ducked the last few grapes "You say that now" he cheekily replied. "He is a howler in bed" Johan said and Jack looked at him shocked "Yes you heard right, so has Nico". Jack stood up and threw a grape at Mark "Trollop" he said still completely shocked. The insults flew back and forth until they reached the last vine in the row and everyone was calling it a day. Jack looked over and saw Savio and Oliver laying on the grass enjoying the last few rays of sun and chilling. Out of nowhere he saw a glimpse of Mark speeding towards him 'What the fuck!' he cried out being rugby tackled down to the ground, Jack laughed and clamped his arms around Mark's body rolling him over on to his back 'nice try' he said looking down at Mark who was in fits of giggles. Nico and his parents came out with some bottles of wine and glasses watching Mark and Jack rolling around in the dirt, they called Johan, Jack and Mark over. Johan pulled both of them back to their feet unable to control their laughter he dragged them over to the table. A sense of calm returned but Jack hadn't realised how hungry he was having eaten so little at lunchtime, he quietly asked Nico if he could have some bread. Nico chuckled 'Mama Jack ha fame' he called out. She returned with bread and meats encouraging Jack to eat. Savio watched sipping his wine and laid back down next to Oliver 'My grandmother likes Jack' he said smiling. Whilst sat at the table Amelia pointed to things getting Jack to say them in Italian, it was a far cry from lunchtime, it was still a little noisy but less voices and excitement allowing Jack to engage more. Even Mark was talking to him in his not so perfect Italian, their ribbing of each other continuing and to Jack it really was like having an annoying younger brother. Kissing went on all around as Nico, Johan and Mark left for the day. Savio, Oliver and Jack were invited for dinner despite him having dirt stains over his back and legs. They left shortly after 9pm and walked down the road for Fattoria Cerbaia. Jack put his arm around Oliver's shoulder and kissed his cheek "What was that for?" Oliver asked. "My way of saying sorry and thanking you" Jack replied "and making me feel welcome". Oliver smiled "Your my brother Jack I have to love you unconditionally" he chuckled. Savio walked along side Jack "What is it with you and Mark?" he asked "you know he fancies you". Jack chuckled "I know" he said looking at Savio "Can't explain it, we just like each other". "Luca has his hands full with Mark" Oliver remarked smiling. Jack turned to Oliver "Suppose if I am gay how would I know?" he asked in a strange tone. Savio laughed and Oliver stopped "Technically I guess you are bisexual anyway" he replied. "Oh yeah, but that was for money" Jack exclaimed reminding him. Oliver smiled "Did you hate doing it with a man?". Jack went quiet for a moment thinking "Never really thought about it like that". "Is why you not have a girlfriend?" Savio asked looking at him. "No" Jack replied "I don't know" he mused "I guess no one person has ever struck me like that". Oliver chuckled and kissed Jack on his cheek "I think Mark has more than done that but you don't know it". Jack shook his head "No" he replied too quickly "I mean I like Mark he is funny and gets me but he is in love with Luca". Oliver shrugged his shoulders and Savio laughed, Jack was feeling exhausted and emotionally drained from his day. Deciding on having a quick swim to let heir bodies cool down then they would have an early night. Luca smiled when Tony finally arrived after the flight being delayed, a real sense of happiness washed over Luca having him around. He was after all the person who helped Luca come to terms with everything in his life. Making no secret in telling Luca that his parents had asked him to keep watch and report back on how their son was really doing. Just after 10pm they arrived at the villa, Mark hearing the car pulling up ran out in to the arms of Tony almost knocking him over. Tony had resolved that he would fight against any urge to bed either of them, he was loosing the battle fast but managed to restrain himself for now. They spent an hour sat outside catching up, Tony talked about his latest fling with a guy he met that just fizzled out primarily due to his lack of interest and was glad to get away for a couple of weeks. The phone alarm woke Tony from his deep sleep, sitting on the edge of the bed he could see the sun beginning to appear over the hills and walked out on to his balcony. Amazingly he looked left and right 'wow' he quietly said to himself, the rolling hills covered in vineyards and orchards stretched to the distant where a light mist was lifting off the hills. He had never seen such a spectacular landscape before his eyes. His thought disrupted by a knock at the door and Mark walking in with coffee. "Morning, this place is amazing" he said thanking Mark for his coffee and gazing out at the scenery. Mark joined him "Best decision I ever made, that and Luca" he said resting his head on Tony's shoulder. Tony put his arm around him "Still in love then?" he asked. "Of course" Mark replied running his hand over the tattoos on Tony's body. Tony kissed his head "Luca up yet?" he asked and Mark pointed over to the terrace. "Marzi and he are getting breakfast ready" Mark replied "by the way we only wear shorts and t-shirt here". Tony chuckled "Be down in a minute" he said watching Mark disappear. Mark turned "We are being picked up at 9.30am" he called back and left the room. On schedule Nico and Johan arrived to pick the three of them up, Johan chuckled in the background knowing that the appearance and look of Tony was just up Nico's street, rugged but attractive and most likely a wild night in bed he thought chuckling as Nico seemed to go to jelly all flustered and flirty. Luca called out his uncle and told him to stop it, Tony on the other hand found it amusing not seeing this since he met Mark. During the drive Johan and Tony chatted about latest advances in emotional therapy boring the hell out of the others. Tony was given the grand tour of the family vineyard and learnt how to harvest the grapes. Johan walked down the road to meet Jack and spend an hour with him. Oliver and Savio arrived and introduced to Tony, a little frost seemed to run through the air when Tony shook Oliver's hand. He knew all about Oliver and his friends, the group responsible for Luca's infection. No matter how he tried he just couldn't brush it over, he would tolerate him for Luca's sake but draw the line there. Nico received a text from Johan explaining that Jack needed a time out, Oliver confided with Nico that around 3am Jack was in a state. Cheerily he informed Nico that two of friends were flying in tomorrow for a week and happily he would get them working, he expressed real thanks for Johan being here to help Jack. Savio was in a very happy mood despite being half asleep, he was looking forward to seeing Brad and James. In all the hastily made arrangement Oliver had omitted to tell Luca and he was obviously busy with Tony, Oliver watched Tony diligently since receiving a very cool greeting from him. He knew all about Tony and was now considering weather he knew about his own involvement on the cruise. Sometimes he could brush it off but it was really grating on him the more he thought about it, he delved head first finding somewhere away from Luca, Mark and Tony when they started work. Nico brought the guys some water over mostly to see Tony "How is it going?" he asked handing them bottles. Luca stood up and waved his pruning scissors at Nico "Stop playing games" he chuckled. Mark poked his head up "Where is Jack this morning?" he asked. Nico looked towards Cerbaia "With Johan, bad night" he replied "he is taking some time out with him today". "And what is with Olly this morning?" Mark asked worried about him "he seems a little distant today". Luca looked at Nico "Probably Jack on his mind but he has friends arriving tomorrow" Nico replied. "Oh, who?" Luca asked standing up noticing Tony was now looking with furrowed eyebrows. Nico started picking grapes "He didn't say who it was just friends of his, Savio seems to know them". Luca knew it was going to be two of Oliver's friends from New York and was beginning to worry about Tony's weird reaction, from what he had divulged to Tony he would easily put things together in his logical head. Mark spent most of the morning like Nico looking at Tony's body since he had disregarded his t-shirt to get some colour on his skin, they spent 10 minutes arguing who should put sun screen on his back before Tony intervened and asked Luca to do it shutting them both up. At lunch Savio got on well with Tony, his intrigue was clearly taken by his flat mohican more than anything and joking to Oliver that he might try the hairstyle. Savio was astute enough to notice a small but distinct distance between Oliver and Tony, after all he knew that Tony knew Luca better than Oliver. During the afternoon Savio waited until Tony was carrying his full basket to the end of the vine row and collect an empty one, asking if Tony fancied a five minute break to get a cold drink they walked up the shaded terrace and grabbed a soda each. "Is you enjoying it here?" Savio asked taking a sip of his drink and wiping his face. Tony glanced at him "Yes, I miss having Luca around for coffee mornings" he said smiling. "Why you no like Oliver?" Savio asked looking at him. Tony looked across the vineyard "I don't really know him that well". Savio cocked his head to the side "That not it" he replied "something you don't like". Tony chuckled "I can't help thinking that he was responsible somehow" he replied in an evasive manner. Savio laughed and slapped Tony's ass "You need to get over it whatever bother you" he said. Tony stood quiet for a moment "I have great affection and protection for Luca". Savio nodded "I see you do" he said "but Oliver didn't do it to him". Tony looked at him in surprise "Did he tell you who it was?" he asked Savio. Savio smiled "Could have been the masseur or one of Oliver's friends" he said watching Tony. "Luca is happy look at him" Savio explained "some things happen and have a good end, Mark for example". Tony nodded "Come on back to work I think you have reasoned enough" he said smiling. Savio walked with him "Just give Oliver a chance, if not for me then for Luca". By the end of the day everyone was exhausted having worked until just after 7pm, the harvest was going well and spirits were high all around laughing and joking as they headed up to the family home. Amelia announced they were preparing dinner for all the family and told Nico to let Johan and Jack know to join them. Walking along the road Jack was feeling much more like his old self, spending the day with Johan walking and talking had allowed him to open up so much more. He felt a little jealousy towards his brother finding someone he loved and who loved him back, it had played on his mind a lot since Savio came to San Diego. Just spending the time with Johan who was incredibly masculine and the last person you would expect to be gay, Jack had enjoyed listening to Johan talk about Nico and why he loved him. He was surprised to learn that Nico had made Johan chase him before even agreeing to a date, they laughed so much over this that Jack commented that he would have just jumped in to bed with him. Johan put his arm around Jack's shoulder replying that if he ever wanted to he only had to ask, despite their laughter Jack knew he was being serious. They arrived at the family home hearing the noise coming from the pool terrace at the rear making their way round. The sun had set behind the hills and high above them the moon was already shining bright in the sky. Their appearance on the terrace was greeted with a loud cheer. Everyone had their tops off enjoying the cooling breeze, some sat at the pool edge dangling their feet in. Mark a little red from the sun in patches where he missed with the sun cream was being taunted by the strange tall tattooed figure putting after sun on his chest. Jack overcome by the warm reception he received from Amelia and Lorenzo kissing him on both cheeks, it was like he had been welcomed as family. Jack caught sight of him, he stood out like a sore thumb against all the others, his attractive features, funny haircut and tattoos seemed to really hit Jack. Johan walked straight over and kissed Tony on each cheek followed by Mark then introduced him to Jack, Oliver's brother. Tony stood looking at him for a moment before shaking his hand being polite. He turned his attention back to a whinging Mark and began applying more after sun. Discreetly Mark's hand roamed down to his shorts and whispered 'Your hard and I know why'. Tony looked him in the eye and said nothing. Jack took up position next to Oliver and Tony could clearly see the family resemblance. Jack took his t-shirt off and settled back in a very chilled out manner. Tony admired the compact body and random tattoos on Jack looking over Mark's shoulder at him. He hadn't noticed that Jack was staring at him whilst talking with Oliver, doing his best not to be caught out by either Tony or anyone else come to that. The long table was packed with family, Lorenzo and Amelia playing great hosts, the food and wine flowing freely, the talking loud and full of happiness. Nico and Johan staying overnight at the family home, Oliver invited Luca, Mark and Tony to stay over at Cerbaia. Despite his reservations Tony had not option but to agree and thank Oliver. At the house they all sat outside drinking fresh coffee that Oliver was now getting adept at making after Savio taught him the correct way. Tony found out by accident that Jack was gay for pay lost a little interest him. Jack excusing himself to use the bathroom headed indoors, Oliver went in to make more coffee asking Tony to help who followed him in to the kitchen. Jack returning could hear voices in the kitchen and stood out of the way listening to his brother and Tony. "You don't like me do you?" Oliver said grinding beans. Tony leaned back against the counter "I don't hate you Oliver but just want to know why?". Oliver looked at him "Did you single him out deliberately on the ship?" Tony asked. "Initially" Oliver said pausing "we didn't know if he was gay and my friend and I took a bet". Tony shook his head "Was it you?" he asked "did you poz him?" he stared at Oliver. "No" Oliver replied heating the water "why does it bother you?" he now asked looking at Tony. "I had to pick up the pieces, he was quite a mess at the clinic" Tony replied "I want to know who it was". Oliver was not intimidated him "I don't know he fucked around with a few people including my friends". "Are they all detectable?" Tony asked carefully watching Oliver's reaction. Oliver nodded "Yes" he replied turning the water off "Tony I tried to stop them after I..." he trailed off. "You fell for him didn't you?" Tony asked as Oliver wiped his eye and nodded. "Big time" Oliver replied looking down at the coffee pot "I wanted him so badly it still hurts now". Tony smiled "I know what you mean Oliver" he said "Luca is so adorable and sexy". Oliver poured the water on the coffee grinds "He only has eyes for Mark" he said sighing. "Luca has been in love with Mark for a few years, and you have Savio" Tony said moving towards Oliver. Oliver looked at him "I know, as mad as he is" he chuckled "he just gets me and I am crazy for him". Tony nodded "I know how protective you are of Luca and he means a lot to me" Oliver said. Tony shook hands with Oliver "Forgiving may take some time Oliver" he said taking the coffee pot. Oliver nodded and watched Tony walk outside and cleaned up "Is it true?" Jack asked walking in. Oliver turned looking shocked "Jack" he exclaimed. "How the fuck could you do such a thing?" Jack asked angrily "All your moral high ground". "Jack listen to me" Oliver tried to explain. Jack cut him off "Save it Olly, I might have my faults but that, seriously!" he stormed off outside. Oliver stood there hurt and upset by his brothers reaction and clearly worried what he was going to say to the others. He walked outside in to the moonlight and looked down at the lower terrace, everything seemed normal except Jack who took his coffee and sat on the edge of the terrace overlooking the vineyards framed by the moonlight. Jack sat there in peace regretting the outburst on his brother, he had shown nothing by kindness to him. Did he react to badly he solemnly thought sitting there looking in to the darkness at the vineyard and sipping his coffee. For the first time in as long as he can remember there was a clarity in his head that prevailed along with a sense of loneliness. Seeing how happy everyone looked he needed to look at his life and try to figure out what or who he was attracted to. Turning tricks with men was easy money, the more he thought about it he realised he hadn't disliked it, sometimes it had been even better than the women he had sex with or tried dating. It seemed so uncomplicated when he looked at his brother and Savio or Luca and Mark, even Nico and Johan were so casual and laid back about how happy they were together. Oliver joined them at the table and openly explained to Tony that Jack had overheard the conversation. Luca put his hand on Oliver's reminding him that it was he who put himself out to get sex on the ship. Oliver stood and walked over to Jack and sat beside him. "I'm sorry" Jack said turning his head to look at Oliver. Oliver looked down "We both have our faults, mine was a game, a headspace thing after I got it". "You seem alright now" Jack remarked "so you never got Luca in bed?" he asked. Oliver chuckled "No" he replied pausing "what about you Jack, what are you after in life?". Jack laughed "What life?" he questioned himself then looked at Oliver "do you think I am gay?". Oliver looked at him in surprise "Jack I don't even know how to answer that" he replied half smiling. "I enjoyed being in bed with Savio and you" Jack said quietly "I know nothing happened but it was nice". Oliver chuckled and put his arm around Jack's shoulder "That is something only you know Jack". Jack laid on his back pulling Oliver down with him "A world away from home" he said looking up at the moon. "Are you enjoying being here?" Oliver asked. Jack smiled "I am, people have been so nice to me" he replied "I like Johan as well, he is so funny". Oliver chuckled "He is a hell of a dude" he said smiling and glancing at Jack "you can stay as long as you like". "Thanks bro" Jack replied punching his arm "I guess you don't regret moving here?" he asked. Oliver smiled "Best decision I ever made moving here" he replied sounding smitten. "Will you ever go back?" Jack asked turning his head seeing Oliver's face bathed in moonlight. "I expect so but not to live unless Savio get's bored here" Oliver said "speaking of which". Savio stood over them smiling "Harvest moon" he said nodding up "always bright this time of year". "We go to bed now" Savio said holding his hands out to them both. They stood up and saw Luca and Mark heading indoors, Tony was sat at the pool looking like he was half debating to himself weather to go in. Savio watched Jack's eyes that were fixed on Tony. "You should swim with Tony" Savio said nudging Jack in Tony's direction. "No" Jack replied quietly giggling and embarrassed. "Jack swim with you Tony" Savio called out and pushed forward in even more. Tony looked up and laughed "Come on Jack" he called out taking his t-shirt and shorts off. Oliver whistled "You kept that hidden well enough" he said nodding to the packet in Tony's underwear. Savio chuckled and winked at Tony "Is big no". Jack suddenly realised he stood alone noticing Savio and Oliver walking off laughing. Shrugging his shoulders he cautiously made his way over to Tony and took his top and shorts off. Tony made no secret that he was looking at Jack's body smirking, Jack stood there almost showing off his body making no attempt to stop Tony looking. Oliver glanced over his shoulder smiling and took Savio's hand 'I desperately want to marry you' he said kissing him 'You will' Savio replied dragging Oliver up the stairs grinning. The silence outside broken by a solitary cricket seeking a mate.

I stopped by a rest area on my way back from a long weekend and got bred from an older guy with a big dick. He was not much to look at but I love big dick so he bred me in the woods. It was a nice big load that I still have in me as I type this.

Part 7 "Sure you can see it" I told the kid, mentally willing my cock to remain semi - soft "but first, sniff this". I offered him my strongest poppers, shoving his nose into the jar and closing one nostril. "Sniff, deep, it won't hurt you but it will feel good". he did as commanded and we repeated it three or four times before I stood up in front of him, Jake still on his knees. I lifted the leg hole of my trunks slightly allowing my heavy uncut bell end to, weighed down further by the 6g PA. He literally gasped, moving closer to it in the process. "Unwrap it, Jakey", I instructed and he wrestled my trunks down over my thighs to reveal his prize. Without instruction, his tongue darted out to taste me and I was definitely beginning to lose my battle with the swelling blood vessels in my fuck weapon. "Open wide", I instructed and lowered my cock head and several inches of shaft into his soft mouth before sitting down on the sofa to enjoy the show, my hand on the back of his head. At this stage, he still had room to manoeuvre is tongue, which felt great, and to breathe. I knew he'd be getting a nice load of my potent pre which seemed to be to his liking judging by his groans. This seemed like a good time to pull him onto me a little deeper, which I did, dangling my cock head and PA down his throat and getting at least half of me into him. He gagged a couple of times, but not as much as most first timers (if that's what he was), obviously turned on and relaxed a little by the poppers. I now allowed myself to swell in him, experiencing the gorgeous sensation of a throat fighting to compress my cock and losing badly. I'm pretty thick all over but I've got a very pronounced cock head with a big narrowing off before the rest of my shaft begins, so I released the pressure on his head allowing him the impression of freedom but knowing full well that I was lodged in him, like a dog trapped in his bitch. Without a fair bit of pain, there was only really one direction my cock was going for now and I sat back on the sofa, leading Jake with me as he realised his predicament. Once comfy, I lifted my feet in the air and used my calf muscles to guide him further onto me, eventually feeling him ground out in my sweaty balls, fully impaled. He head was now ideally placed between my thighs so that when I sat up a little, I was able to use them to slowly rock him back on forward on my cock. You don't get a lot of movement like this but it suits me fine and looking down to see that dirty blond hair with my tree trunks wrapped around it was a major turn on. He was getting a little air on the out-stroke so I was able to rock him like this for five or ten minutes or so, in which time his little struggles and whimpers stopped and turned to groans. I could have kept it up all night to be honest but it felt like the right time to inject this little runt with a big hit of protein and my superior DNA, so I placed my hands back on his head and picked up the pace, watching him struggle for air as I did so. Looking down at him again I realised just how weak he was and, now, I wasn't feeling the need to protect but the need to predate. I clenched my thighs round him again then rolled us over so that the back of his head was on the sofa and I was able to truly fuck his throat, driving myself in and out of him. His hands were flailing on my arse in panic as I enjoyed him, my PA dragging up and down, outlined in him and clear to see for anyone who wanted to look. It was intense and, luckily for Jake, couldn't last long. In under a minute I felt my nut build and then a little pain as I struggled to flex my seed down my cock, which was heavily constrained in this fuck sleeve, and out into his empty stomach. I was growling loudly as Jake grew still under me, his soft little nose pressed into my bio haz tat, no air getting through to him at all. In seconds, my conscience returned a little and I dragged my cock out of him, his throat snagging on it's almost fully hard girth. He fell back, breathing but dazed as I sat down heavily next to him, sated for the moment.

I’m a top and I love to fuck raw. I especially like to fuck a pre used hole, slick with cum, the sloppier the better. Whilst I want the bottom to enjoy themselves, to me this is secondry, a bottoms role is milk my cock for my thick and creamy poz gift.

I have seen this guy many times when I go to the lumber yard for supplies. He works there part-time, 19 and out of highschool. He is about 6' 2", 175 lbs. He and I have talked many times and he knows I am gay. Only today he focused on something different. He was telling me that things are just a little difficult for him since he is not able to meet up with his friends. So being the adult in the conversation, I just asked him what was so difficult. He just looked at me slid his hand down to cover his bulge and then look me in the eye and said that his 9" cock needed someplace to put his "juice" into. Well now he had my attention and he knew he did. I asked him what time he was getting off work. He gave me his cell number and had an apartment with another room mate. He said the room mate was working and would not be back until after midnight. I met him at his place and as soon as we got inside, he locked the door and dropped his pants. Yes he has a 9" cock and it stood straight out. He all pushed it into my mouth. I did not even begin to lick it yet and he was dumping his very huge load in my mouth. He was thick like jelly and tasted somewhat salty, but had more of a heavy sweet taste. He pumped 7 times in my mouth without me doing anything except trying to swallow all of his cream. When he finished, he told me I was going to be taking more of him. We went into his bedroom and stripped down. This 19 year old guy, fucked me twice and I loved every second he was filling me with his meat and cream. We now are doing this on a pretty much regular basis. He has great green eyes, but a great hunk of meat as well.

Yes, I instigated and planned it all, I was in single digits, but I knew alot. My dad would say no, i'd be persistant, he would give in and I would help myself. I grew up on real Dads cum. Nowadays, i took him out of a care home before Covid blew up. I support him with his daily life.

I got up to go to the kitchen and fix some refreshments and snacks and the number for the pizza place. When I came back to my room both boys had got up and dressed. I could tell they only had on b-ball shorts and no underwear and t-shirts. I asked what was up and Mateo said we decided to go pick up the pizza we have a surprise for you but we got to get it. I don't normally like surprises but JJ said will be back in about 15 minutes make sure your ass is up and ready and your head is down. He tossed me his underwear and said and tie this over your eyes so you cant see anything. The boys left and that 15 minutes felt like hours but I did as instructed. I was on the bed ass up and JJ underwear tied around my eyes, the smell was so intoxicating. I heard the boys come in and walk down the hall and I hear Mateo say good job bitch. JJ and Mateo came up on either side and me and started whispering in my ears. Mateo said his brother couldn't come because he had plans but they had brought something else besides pizza. JJ asked if I was ready for my surprise? I said yes give it to me. Both boys had an evil laugh I heard JJ say you heard the fag give it to him. I felt spit on my ass and then the head of a cock leaking so much pre cum. As it was entering me it just kept getting bigger and going deeper. At some point I asked JJ just how fucking big was it. He leaned in and said 11 and a half long by 6 inches, the biggest fucking dick in town according to Mateo. Mateo spoke up and said faggot is taking more than I could, god damn look how deep he is. I don't know what came over me but I pushed back taking all of it and I heard a voice behind me say fuck man this bitch is horny and tight. Mateo smacked my ass and said then fuck the hell out of him. I still had no clue who was behind me but he did just as instructed and started fucking me hard. I heard kissing and assumed JJ and Mateo were going at it getting off watching me get railed. Then I heard JJ say I need a turn on that dick. The voice behind me said no problem I'm almost done with this bitch then I take care of you. JJ said you can cum twice and the voice said fuck man my record is 6 times in one hour. About that time I felt him shoot in my ass. I didn't think he would ever stop cumming, but when he finished there was cum poring out of my ass and I heard him say don't waist that shit suck it up and feed it to the fag. I heard and felt both Mateo and JJ do just that they would lick and suck cum from my ass and feed it to me. I heard the voice say to JJ are you read bitch? I felt his hand scoop us some cum from my ass and then a few seconds later I heard JJ moan in pain and pleasure. I still had the blind fold on and could not see but I knew he was getting his ass opened up just like I had. About that time I felt Mateo's hands on my hips as he guided his dick in my ass and started fucking me. He leaned forward with his face near mine and asked if I liked the surprise and I said I did but I would like to see who the stud was who fucked me. Mateo leaned in closer and said he's the son of the Baptist preacher. He's 18 and still growing and his dick is already bigger than his brothers, I know because his brother took my virginity. He loves fucking fags like us because girls see his dick and are afraid of it. Mateo raised up and said what you think Cam should I let the bitch see you. Cam said up to you man I don't give a fuck as long as he doesn't tell. Can you imagine if this shit got back to my old man. I can see the headline now "Preacher's son is gay, pastor kicks him out. They both laughed and I heard JJ say fuck me, fuck me fuck me please, I'm so fucking close. At about that time the underwear was removed from my face and Mateo said eat JJ cum you heard Cam don't let cum go to waist. I dove under JJ and began sucking his dick. With in a second or two he was shooting his load in my mouth. I heard Cam say fuck man his as is good I think I going to nut and then he shoots his second load. I moved back a little and started licking the bottom of his dick as it drove in and out of JJ's ass. Knowing his cum would be gushing out soon and I was not disappointed. When he settled down Cam pulled his dick from JJ's ass and Mateo and I both set about cleaning up the excess cum. When we finished I got my first look at Cam six foot tall, blond hair blue eyes. I had seen him before at the gym I go to and always admired his body. That 8 pack and those arms. Not big over mussed arms but well formed perfect arms to hold you and make you feel safe. But his dick even soft was huge. I rolled over to him and started cleaning his dick. JJ and Mateo both seemed to have the same idea and before long all three of us where sucking him clean and then hard. He looked at Mateo and said I think its your turn, think your man enough to take all of it this time. Mateo stood up straddle Cam on the bed and began to sit down on his hard dick. Mateo moaned loudly as his inched his way down with JJ and I encouraging him. He had and inch to go and said I cant take any more. JJ reached over and slapped his ass hard and said fuck yes you can take it bitch he then slapped Mateo a couple more times and before long Mateo was all the way on it. Cam began fucking him slow at first the JJ said fuck the bitch its what he wants. Cam rolled over so he was on top never pull out of Mateo he looked down at Mateo and said you read for the fuck of a life time fagot. Mateo said yes, Cam said I cant hear you fag what did you say? Mateo said it loader, yes! Cam hovered over Mateo's face and said no backing out like the last time are you man enough to finally take my dick or are you going to puss out? Mateo said FUCK ME god damn it, fuck me like a man and with that Cam started pounding his ass. Mateo's eyes rolled back in his head and his moans turned into a continues grunt with an occasional fuck me please, fuck me. Cam spat on Mateo and said I'm going to do more the fuck you I'm going to tear up your god damn ass. When I'm done you wont walk straight for a month and then Cam picked up the pace and was fucking him even harder. Cam started grunting with each thrust and the grunts kept getting loader. Then it was one long guttural grunt that sounded unreal and he started cumming in Mateo's ass. JJ and I jumped down behind Cam to start licking and sucking cum. After Cam stopped shaking from his orgasm he started picking up the pace again. That was for the first time when you teased me bitch. Now I'm going to really give it to you. Mateo had a glazed look on his face and just said I'm fucking yours, my ass belongs to you do what you will. Cam looked at me and said shove you tiny dick in his mouth I don't want to hear him. I did as instructed all the time watching Cam's beautiful body at work and wanting to lick up the sweat rolling down his abs. He told JJ to fuck me and the next thing I knew I was bent over feeding my small dick to Mateo and getting pounded by JJ. I was exhausted and exhilarated all at the same time. JJ leaned forward and said like your surprise?

Dave was stressed. He worked an upper level executive job and was overworked right now. There was a big merger happening and it was Dave's job to make sure everything went smoothly. He also was making sure no one lost their job. He was working 12-16 hours on a good day. He pretty much was sleeping at the office. Dave needed a break but was unable to get one. When it was finially finished he was told that the next project for him was going to start in a few days. No rest or vacation for him. He did take time for a regular check up with his doctor. The doc wanted to put Dave on medication but Dave refused. He knew it was his schedule and bad eating habits brought on by work that was the cause of his stress and high blood pressure. So instead Dave took more rest time. He would hit the gym on site for at least an hour a day, eat better and see a massage therapist at least once a week. He wanted someone who was trustworthy. Two friends that he had intrudiced to each other, Jack and Seth, who became really close in the past few weeks, told Dave about a guy they both used. They swore by him. He relieved their stress and open their eyes to a new way of thinking about life. He is so exclusive that you need to know a client before you gave an appointment. "He is the best ever." Seth claimed. Jack agreed, "He showed us how to be better and to embrace a new life, you need that." They gave him a business card. It said his name was "Z" and bosted that, "a PoZitive experience awaits for you." Dave thought it was nothing more then a play on words because of his name. He would soon find out the truth because he called and made an appointment. He asked for the full service, like his friends recomended. Dave went to the address on the day of the appointment. It was at an office complex not far from where he lived. Dave hit the intercom buzzer and was told everything was open for him. When he entered the office it was in almost total darkness. The only light came from many lit candles that were giving off a strong, but wonderful and relaxing, scent. Following the trail of candles he soon met Z. Since the room where the massage would happen had more then just candles lighting it Dave could see that Z was a great looking man in his early 20s. Z had brown hair that was longish and dark brown eyes like seemed to shine. He was in tremedious shape. He was shirtless and wore only shorts. "Not at all what I was expecting." Dave thought. Z shook his hand and said hello and welcome. When that happened Dave felt like a bolt of lighting jolted him and a fog started to hit him. "Get undressed and lie on the bed, om your belly." Z told him. Dave did as was told. The bed was big enough for four people to lie on it. Z then lit more of the same candles at the ends of the bed. Smal fans blew the smoke and that intoxicaiting scent into his nostrals. Dave felt himselh losing inhibiations. Then the massage started. Z rubbed Dave's back, neck and legs perfectly. Dave never felt such pleasure in his life. The oil used must have had the same thing that made the candles scent make him so relaxed. He could feel his dick getting hard. How was this happening. Dave is, was, straight. He never thought about doing anything sexualy with men. This was changing. Z soon did something really unexpected. He inserted a finger into Dave's ass. He was so relaxed that he put up no resistance. It was a tight fit though. Z rubbed the tip of his finger around and Dave thought he made some cuts. "Roll onto your back." Z said after removing his finger. Dave did as commanded. Z removed his shorts revealing the biggest dick he had ever seen. It was massive. "Are you ready for the PoZitive part of this?" Dave was confused but shook his head yes. Z thengrabbed Dave's ankles and lifted him them high in the air exposing his ass. Z then came in closer and started rubbing the head of his massive cock against Dave's virgin asshole. "Here is what you need." He looked up and in what sounded like a prayer said, "Thank you my MASTER for this." Then he pushed his dick into Dave so fast and hard that Dave screamed in pain. Z managed to get all of it inside of him. As Z pushed and pushed his dick into Dave he could feel his ass stretching and opening up to accept this invasion. Dave never felt anything like it. It was the best thing he ever experienced. Z was a master of fucking. He sped up and slowed down at the right times to make sure Dave was experiencing the best possible fuck. "Oh god, please keep fucking me." Dave whimpered. Z just smiled. Soon Z started breathing hard. "Here it comes, my Poz cum. My toxic demon jizz." He shot a load right into Dave's ass. Dave came at th same time. He thought it was going to end. "Just relax, I am no where near finished." Z kept fucking him. Dave's eyes rolled into the back of his head and passed out from the pleasure and the experience. He woke up to find that Z was still fucking him. "Once I start, I do not stop until I am done. And I was no where near done. You are getting my high viral loads. You are getting my gift." Dave knew that ment HIV but did not care. If he were to die right then and there it would be worth it. "Yes,fuck my ass. Give me HIV. Give me your blessed poison.: With those words Z shot another load into him. It looked like that was the last one because Z stopped. He allowed hisself to get softer while still inside Dave until he pulled out. Dave was exausted but Z procedded to lick Daves ass until he had plenty of cum in it. He then kissed Dave so he could taste what was now infrcting him. "Tasty?" Dave only nodded yes. They stayed in the bed for a litte while longer. Dave learned that there was a spell in the candles and oils that make one open to getting fucked by guys. "My MASTER taught me how to do it." "I am glad he did." Dave replied. "So what now?" "Now you go get checked and when you turn up poz we will celebrate." Dave knew that was going to happen real soon.

Drew hadn't been sexually active in months because of the covid lock-down. He'd been to his usual sauna back at the end of February and given and taken some good loads, but since then he'd been covid chaste. The sexual tension was growing week on week and he was dying for a screw. He was online corresponding with a BZ friend, who expressed similar exasperations in being unable to meet up. At the end of the conversation, because the restrictions had been opened up to allow meeting up with one other person, whilst maintaining a safe distance, they agreed to meet up at a common not that far from either of them. Drew arrived in a dishevelled shaggy state, not having been to a barbers for a long time. His friend Mark was neat and fully shaved, his bald head seemed to give him a very masculine and alluring manner. They wandered together into the brush, passing by some old gravestones marking an old abandoned cemetary. When they got to a more secluded spot surrounded by bushes, Mark's sexual frustration overcame him and he dropped his trousers to expose his already fully erect penis. Drew had been gagging for it for ages and so decided to gag on his cock and slurped veraciously. They both wanted this so much. They both missed this so much. Drew was so turned on by this that he started to strip completely naked, Mark joined in. They were both bollock naked. Mark took over now sucking on Drew's tumescent dick bringing it to a raging hard-on. Drew was now ready for real action and turned Mark round as he leant against a tree and with no more than a spit on his cock plunged his manhood into his eager companion. Drew had missed this so much and was so turned on by the situation that he realised it wouldn't take much for him to shoot his load deep inside Mark's arse. He was going for it hammer and tongs. Mark was crying out with appreciative grunts as his bottom was being violated for the first time in ages. Unbeknownst to them their commotion drew the attention to another man who was strolling through this part of the common. He came upon the pair of stark naked fuckers and expressed his seeming disapproval of their behaviour, citing the lock-down restrictions and the possibility of being seen by others whilst fucking. Nevertheless, the guy, who on the one hand was remonstrating, on the other was obviously beginning to sport an amazing hard-on inside his trousers. Drew continued to fuck Mark mercilessly and strangely the by-passers remonstrations merely encouraged him to continue on his mission to seed Mark's arse. He could feel the pent-up feeling of his spunk and released it in greats spasms deep inside. As he pulled out another squirt of jizz squirted from his cock. The sight of which so turned-on the passer-by that he got out his own cock and started to wank himself off. Drew then took the initiative: he bent over and took the guy's cock into his mouth. As he bent over, Mark now had full access to Drew's arsehole. Drew felt Mark rubbing his cock up and down his crack as Drew ravenously slurped on this new guy's dick. Drew had to be careful though not to bite his cock to hard when suddenly he felt Mark push his cock inside him violently. Drew was now enjoying a spit roast. As he sucked the guy off, Drew started to finger the man's anus. He responded with groaning. He could hear the guy's breathing as he was sucking, getting heavier and heavier and then the taste of warm salty liquid as he shot his load inside Drew's mouth. At the same time Mark's timing was impeccable as he shot his pent-up load deep inside Drew and felt his cum dribbling down his balls. The passer-by proceeded to pull up his trousers. “Hang on a minute” Drew stated, “We've not finished with you”. My friend's cock needs cleaning off, his cum's still dribbling out!” The guy complied and started sucking Mark's dick. As before this bending over to suck the dick gave access to this man's hole. Drew started wanking himself back to full manhood. When he was ready he started fingering his hole as he noshed on Mark's penis. Drew worked several fingers in, in order to accommodate the large dick that was about to penetrate his hole. Then when fully prepared Drew pushed hard and past his sphincter, his erect cock inside the man's bare hole. “I don't do bareback” the guy mumbled between slurps. “You do now” Drew emphatically replied as he thrust in and out of his primed hole getting in to a good rhythm. As Drew fucked harder and harder, so the guy sucked harder and harder. Mark gave out a great cry as he shot his load first into the mouth and then, as the man spat it out, over the guy's face. This so turned Drew on that he pumped his second load of the day into the now barebacked and bred visitor. But as he released his sperm inside, he was also releasing loads of hiv inside too. For unbeknownst to Drew, the symptoms that he thought were of covid a couple of months before were in fact fuck flu'. His viral load was now quite high and he'd unwittingly seeded two guys with his poz cum.

As a bottom pleasing my top is most important, making sure my hole gets used and pounded right and getting his thick seed in me is all I really care about. I honestly rather cum by myself thinking about the hot fuck that just happened anyway.

You asked for it. Part 2 Brad and Greg were startled to see Kevin standing there. He looked confused and hurt. "Again I ask, what the hell is going on here?" "Son, this is not how I wanted you to find out." "Kevin, I am gay like your dad is. We really hit it off." Kevin was calming down but still not happy. "This is weird, this is wrong. My dad and my best friend." "Kevin, what are you doing home so soon?" Kevin was about to say don't change the subject but decided that he needed to explain that. "Mom is still bitter about you. She was horrible the whole visit and said this morning that she hated everything about the marriage and that included me." "I am sorry son." Brad started to get up but Kevin brushed it off. "No, I am not in the right frame of mind about this. Dad you pozzed Greg?" Brad was about to speak but Greg spoke first. "Yes he did. I wanted him to. I love him and he loves me. We are both adults and can make our own choices. I am sorry this is how you found out. It was wrong. I know you tried to call us to say you were coming back. I heard both our phones ring but did not look to see what happened. I know what your mom sad hurt and seeing us is a shock but I think I know what is really making you act this way. You are not angry you are jealous. You wanted it to be you and not me who took Daddy's seed." Brad looked confused and Kevin looked scared. "I can see it in your eyes. We are both naked and you never told us to cover up even though you can see it. I can see a bulge in your pants and your eyes were always on the fact that I have been rubbing your dad's dick the whole time." Kevin sat on the end of the bed and started crying. "Yeah, it is true. Dad, I have had a crush on you for years now. Ever since puberty. Yeah I like girls but it was always you I wanted." Brad slid over and hugged his son. Kevin returned the hug and then decided to take the biggest chance in his life. He leaned in and kissed his father on the lips. Closed mouth at first. Brad did nor move away. Rather, he returned it. Soon the father and son were open mouth kissing. They were getting more passion filled. Greg came over and started stripping Kevin. "Daddy, please fuck my brother." "Brother?" "He is your brother now. And you can call me Daddy now as well." Of course Daddy." "I want you to fuck your brother Kevin." Greg laid on his back as Kevin crawled up behind him. Daddy put some lube on his bio son's tip and watched as one son fucked the other. Daddy then crept up in back of his bio son and forced his own dick into bio son's. Daddy could not believe it. He was fucking his son. This was not a game or roleplay this was really it. His son was now his lover. This was the best fuck he ever had. Family sex was best. "Daddy fuck me harder please, fuck me harder Daddy. Please I need you to fuck me." Daddy did as his son asked him. Soon Kevin was filling up Brad. Brad then slid out and put his ass up to Kevin's face so he could eat the cum out of his ass. Then Daddy shot a load right into his bio son's willing and open hole. Like before the lack of lube caused skin to open up and then absorb the blessed seed into his blood. "I guess this is how we spend the rest of summer." Kevin quipped. They all laughed. Kevin also got tested quickly and was positive. They all got special matching tattoos. Kevin and Greg even got married with Brad (Daddy) adopting Greg so they were all a real family. A family that spreads poz seed with each other and with anyone else they choose to let in om their secret.

There isn't a polite description of or conveninent phrase for what you must have wrong with your brain, if you think that Christians approach to gays is more scary than Muslims. And the Democratic party openly favours Islam at every turn. All liberals spend their whole life finding excuses for (of covering up/denying) Islam's violent excesses and they want to bring millions of foreign people from violently anti-gay countries, as "refugees" without once checking on what kind of scary caveman things they believe. They find the idea of making Muslims live by our laws "offensive" and "racist"! That has been the case now for many years, and Trump supporters have tried to explain that reality to you hundreds of times, I don't know how you couldn't have understood that by now. He's been in the white house for 3+ years and the Democrats have been in radical Islam's pocket for nearly 19. How is it that you can't understand why plenty of gays vote Trump? It should be really obvious, many people have asked this dopey question, and people like me have tried clearly to explain to you the answer. I guess the only explanation is you just really like the way the phrase "internalized homophobia" sounds and for you, merely saying a psychologically judgmental phrase that has lots of syllables, is enough to satisfy you and you expect everybody else to be heartily impressed by it and suddenly agree with you...

"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.

I left the toilet clothes in hand and butt naked. My cock still hard and dripping. I was a little torn between wanting to watch him knock up some 18-year-old and getting cock up my ass myself. But my quivering ass made up my mind for me. My ass still felt the assault from that AIDS daddy in the restroom. Having his cock up my ass for just a few minutes pounding away coating my guts with his toxic precum for just a few strokes made me uncontrollably horny to get fucked by anyone. I wanted to cock up my ass. Any cum, lots of cum, from anyone who would do it to me. I was really hoping the rumors I had heard about this place in Evening were true. The sun had set but the night was clear and the moon was pretty close to full. I walked to the edge of the woods and stood there gently stroking my cock before I walked in. Giving my eyes a chance to adjust to the change in light. I looked back toward the toilets. I saw the shape of a young guy moving towards the toilet. He was stripping off his clothes as he approached. When he got to the door he tossed his clothes in some shrubs next to the door. I heard the squeak of the door as he entered. I don’t know what possessed me to do what I did next, but I walked back over to the toilets and pulledthe kid’s clothes from the bushes. In the light I could tell that his clothes would fit me OK. There was a pair of basketball shorts that would be a little snug but not bad. There was an oversized T-shirt, perfect. And a jockstrap. I held the pouch to my face and sniffed deeply. Unmistakable scent of teenage boy underwear. I had smelled it enough time with my own two boys. I knew what teen boy cock smells like. I slipped on the jock. Tossed my clothes into the bush where his he been. And took his clothes with me. I stepped onto the trail at the edge of the woods. I walked down the path able to discern shapes and movement in the half light. There were other guys in the park. I don’t know where they had come from because there were no cars. There must be another access to the park. I walked along quietly gingerly until I got to a spot I recognized. It was a spot where almost 3 years ago I had been pozfucked by a hot young guy. The spot where my quest for AIDS started. I stepped off the trail and took a few steps towards the figure out the dark. He started moving closer to me. As he got within a few feet we recognized each other. It was the kid who passed me almost 3 years ago. And he recognized me. ” hey there,” he said “ Haven’t seen you around here in a while. Back for more?” He reached up and grabbed my cock. Pulled me in for deep kiss. I wrapped my arms around his body and he felt smooth but kind of bone. He pulled away and I looked him up and down. Above his right that was a biohazard symbol. He had a slightly wasted look. He reached up and grabbed my cock. Pulled me in for a deep kiss. I wrapped my arms around his body and he felt smooth but kind of bony. He pulled away and I looked him up and down. Above his right path was a biohazard symbol. He had a slightly wasted look. We started talking and making out. I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth sliding in deep as I could into my throat. While I was sucking him he confessed to me that the guy in the toilets had converted him a month before he fucked me. He told me I was his first breeding after he was positive. He also told that he had full-blown AIDS at this point. That turned me on more than I could say. I slid his cock deep in my throat as I could. Milked it with my throat muscles. He moaned grab the back of my head and started face fucking me. Slamming his cock deep into my throat. After a few minutes he pushed me away. ”Fuck dude” he said,”you’re an amazing cocksucker.but I want that ass. I want to give you my virus.” He pulled me up and pushed me back around up against a tree. He squatted down behind me and spread my ass cheeks. He buried his face in my ass, tonguing my hole, working it in an out.I was moaning like the slut bitch that I am. Begging him to pause my ass up. Begging him to slide his aides babies up into my guts. ”Oh fuck dude. I want that ass so bad.” he muttered. He stood and unceremoniously plunged his cock deep into my ass all the way to the hilt. I screamed and moaned at the same time. He rested his cock in me as he slipped a poppers bottle under my nose. He held my nostril shut and I breathe deep. Reached up and held his hand in place. I breathed in three or four times in that one nostril and then switched. I breathed then three or four more hits in the other nostril. I was flying high as his cock started pistoning in and out of my hole, Tearing up my guts and banging my prostate hard. I was moaning and begging for a seed. Begging for his aids babies. Begging for his virus in my bloodstream. Then I started begging him for demon seed. Begging him to bring me over to the Darkside. In my mind all I could think was that I was sacrificing my ass to pure evil. My cock was hard and rubbing up against the material of the jockstrap. As the kid fucked me I shot a big load into the pouch of the jockstrap. And as my ass clamped hard for my orgasm his cock began to spasm in my whole. He grabbed my hips hard and pulled me as close up against him as he could get. Pushing his cock as deep in my body as it would go. Past my second sphincter. Deep into my guts he poured his aids. I can’t explain it but ass his semen filled my body a kind of shadow fell over my soul, fell over my vision. Not only was there no going back at this point, there was no desire to. There was only desire for cum. There was only desire for pleasure. There is only desire to please anyone with a cock. Deep in my soul I knew that I had given myself over completely to cock, cum., and pleasure. He stroked his cock in and out of my ass a few more strokes. He rested against my back. His cock gently slid out and he stepped away from me. I never saw him leave because as soon as he stepped away someone else stepped up and another cock slid into my hole. After three more cocks and three loads in my ass I finally left the woods. Cum was running down my legs but I didn’t care. I felt so complete so satisfied. As I walked by the toilets I checked the bushes. The clothes were gone. Some random kid who just got an ass load of aids was walking around in my clothes. It was then I realized all I was wearing was the jockstrap. As I approach the road I slipped on the shorts. And jogged my way back to my car. I never bothered to change clothes or to put on the shirt. I just threw myself in the car and went directly to the porno store And spent the rest of the night worshiping cock and accepting seed from anyone.

I left the hospice and headed straight for the park. I had heard that cruising could be pretty hot in the evening. The park actually closes at dusk but guys must park close by and walk in. from what I understand it can we get pretty wild in the woods there at night. It was almost desk when I arrived, my cock was hard in my pants already. I decided to park at an old restaurant about a quarter mile from the park entrance. I pulled in and parked my car in the back corner where couldn’t be seen from the road. I got out of the car and open the trunk. I stripped down there in the parking lot and put my street clothes in the trunk of the car. I pulled out my gym bag and put on a pair of basketball shorts and a tight T-shirt. I was going commando. I wanted it as a little between me and hard cock as possible. The T-shirt showed my nice broad chest and the basketball shorts showed off my ass. I slipped on some running shoes locked up the car, and took a jog down the road to the park. I took a turn into the park and jogged almost all the way up right to the restrooms. The restrooms were an old cinderblock building with men’s on one end and women’s on the other end. I decided to Check out the toilets before I went back in the woods. There were still plenty of light. I pushed open the outer door and it’s squeaked really loud. I stepped through the inner door and stood for a minute while my eyes were adjusting to the dim light. As my eyes adjusted I became aware of a man leaning back against the wall opposite me. He looked to be in his 40s probably just over 6 feet tall. His body was lean,nhis face was angular. He has short hair And salt and pepper stubble on his face. His eyes were smoky and he oozed sensuality. he wore a sleeveless flannel shirt unbuttoned all the way. He had a nicely hairy toned torso and a pair of jeans that rode low and showed the V pointing down to a really fat package. He was wearing black work boots scuffed up and untied at the tops. The fucker leered at me as I scanned him up and down the lust on my face obvious. “ like what you see faggot? “ He said. His voice was husky and sensual. This fucker just oozed sex and sexuality. Every time he moved his body was somehow suggestive and a little obscene. His hips were slightly thrust out. The bulge in his jeans was growing. My cock tented in my shorts. This man’s presence was causing every perverted thought I could have to rise in my brain. ”Yeah. I do like what I see.” I said stepping to the middle of the room. He reached down and flipped open the top button of his jeans. It was all I could do not to rush over fall in my knees lower his zipper and take whatever was in there out. Take it deep into my throat. I couldn’t believe how bad I wanted this man. I felt possessed. I wanted him but some force kept me in the middle of the room. he reached down and rubbed his package. His jeans opened up a little more. His trimmed pubes showed and the base of his cock came interview. His cock grew down one leg of his pants he was hung it looked to be about nine or 10 inches. A wet spot was forming in his jeans. ”Strip faggot” he ordered his hand sliding down into his jeans “strip it off now. I want to see your faggot body. I want to see what needs my AIDS babies.” I stripped off slowly. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This guy wanted to give me aids. I reach down slowly pulled my T-shirt up over my torso. Pulled it up over my head. Let it drop to the floor. I reached down slowly slid my shorts off until they fell in a pile of my feet I stepped out of them. My cock was fully hard. Straining, leaking pre-cum like crazy. “Tell me what you want faggot”, he said. He leered me and pushed his pants down his hips a few inches. A biohazard tattoo came into view at his left hip. And on his right hip a scorpion tattoo. “you want this don’t you faggot?” he said sticking his tongue out obscenely and slipping his pants a little further down. His cock was about to pop out. .” Yes. I want it. I don’t want anything more than I want that.”I said “please give me aids.” “I know who you are.”;He said, “my sister and her kids go to your church. I’d love to give you my aids babies. Bring you over to the Darkside. Sacrifice your ass to the dark one.” My cock throb and his words. I drooled at the thought of sacrificing myself to the devil. I had seen videos, especially popper videos, about dark lust and perversion. my gut caught on fire. My ass hole twitched. I knew what I wanted now. And I knew he would give it to me. Or at least I hoped he would give it to me. The light in the room was fading fast as the sun went down. He shoved his pants down a little further and his cock popped out, hanging there and dripping pre-cum. The end of it was pierced.his cock head held a brass ring with a spike the ball on it. ”This will give you what you need faggot” he sneered “get on your knees and worship.” I didn’t need any encouragement. I took a few steps across the room and stood in front of him. He reached up and grabbed my hair pulled my head back spit, in my face. ”Suck my dick faggot” he said and pushed me down to my knees. His cock was right at my mouth. It Glistened with pre-cum. i leaned forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth, the ring brushed against my teeth. I tasted the sweet tang of his pre-come, his toxic pre-come. I slid my mouth over the head of his cock. And took it deep into my throat. I felt the spiked ball rubbing against my throat and my tongue. Rubbing it raw. Making openings for his toxic pre-come. He growled at me. “Nice faggot. Nice faggot cock sucker.” I worked his cock up and down slow savoring every bit of it. Putting that ring between my teeth and pulling gently. Tugging at his balls til he moaned in appreciation he grabbed the back of my head and started face fucking me and talked filthy to me. Suddenly. He grab the back of my head with both hands. And yanked my head back. He pushed me back onto the floor. “Do you like that faggot?” He asked. He was pointing his cock in me “yes I answered I adore your hot fucking poz cock. I want your aids babies up my ass.” I answered. My voice hoarse from the beating his cock had given my throat. Without warning a stream, a full hot stream, of piss shot from the end of his cock. It arced through the air and hit me in the chest. I felt the warmth. Smelled that smell of piss. He twitched his cock in the stream hit my face. Instinctively I opened my mouth. I let his hot piss fill my mouth. I swallowed. Over and over. Trying to keep up. I never knew a guy could piss so much. He went down to my chest again. Covering my torso with His piss. “You’re such a faggot.”He laughed at me. As the stream of pissed subsided. “I have one question for you faggot.” He said. “Are you on prep. Are you taking those drugs to kill my babies?” ”I just stopped prep today,” I said. he stepped over me grab the back of my head and yanked me up by the hair to my knees. He slapped me hard across the face two or three times with this cock. “Then you’re not worthy of my gift faggot” he said. He reached around to his back pocket and pulled out a black sharpie marker and pulled my head back. On my left pec he wrote an email address. “Email me in 30 days” he said. “Then we’ll talk about you getting my aids babies. Then we’ll talk about you becoming one of his legion. Right now I have a kid coming over here. I’m going to give him his first toxic load. You can stay and watch if you want.” he grabbed my clothes off the floor and threw them into a stall. He ordered me into the stall and told me to either get dressed and leave or stay and watch him convert an 18-year-old college freshman. he He followed me over to the stall. I wanted to watch some kid give up his clean ass to the hot demon fucker. But I also needed a cock. A I bent over to pick up my clothes the man came up behind me. I felt his hard cock against my ass and I froze. “Just to give you a taste of what is to come,” he sneered and then he spit on my ass, put his cock up against it, and shoved it all the way in with one long stroke. As I caught my breath from his attack, I felt his cock sliding in and out in long strokes hitting my prostate. It was such a bliss. I moaned and pushed back. Suddenly my hole was empty. “30 days faggot”he said “now grab your clothes and get the fuck out of here. See ya in church”

So I had decided to be a bugchaser. I craved it. All the time. Fantasized about poz cock and toxic cum. I started spending time at the Hospice my congregation served. Anytime a man with AIDS came in to live his last few days, I spent time with him. Talked with him. Lusted after his wasted body. Offered comfort. More than once I held a hand while the virus took its final toll. More than once I helped a wasted AIDS patient shower. I even went so far as to strip down with him and stand in the shower with him. More than once someone on the verge of death grew hard with desire as I gently washed his body. More than once I used my hand to bring him to pleasure at least once more before he passed. More than once as I stood behind a wasted man, supporting him in the shower and let him grind his ass against my hard cock. A couple of times I let my cock slip into his body, giving him on last moment of intimacy. Allowing him once more to give himself over to desire and lust. No one knew what I was doing, sexually, with the patients. They knew I helped with bathing and personal care. But the staff trusted me and left me alone with the patients any time I came in. Two gay male nurses suspected. More than once they ran interference when another staff member was about to enter the room. They thought I was a good guy for being intimate with these men who had little time left. One of the nurses, Greg, a 23 yr old hot-as-fuck jock with a smooth torso and electric blue eyes even went so far as to whisper a quick "thanks for what you do" wink. wink as I left the hospice one night. I asked him to walk me to my car. I was overwhelmed by his raw sexuality. His beautiful form and masculine energy. He had a nice bulge in his scrubs. I guessed he had about 8". We got to my car having had a more frank discussion on the way there. I said,"Look Greg, I am not entirely altruistic in what I'm doing. I have some ... well ...ulterior motives. I just don't like people thinking I'm some kind of saint or something. I do care about them but I also am....." "Pastor," he interrupted me, "it's pretty clear to me and Kevin (the other gay nurse) that you are really a fag and that you're probably looking to get infected. You're a bugchaser right?" "ummm..." I hesitated. "Or at least a serious wannabe," he said quickly. It was dark out but I think he could tell I was blushing and half-terrified. "Nobody has a clue, except me and Kevin. We've been keeping you safe from prying eyes. Hell, we've both wanked a patient or two in our time here." he spoke softly and quickly, "the thing is we've never met a religious person like you. These guys are getting the best of both worlds from you. Keep up the good work." He turned and walked quickly back to the entrance. "See you next Wednesday, Pastor." he yelled back before he went inside. I opened the car and practically fell into the seat. Good thing I didn't have to fumble with any keys because my hands were shaking so bad I couldn't have held onto them. I realized I was playing with fire. Not the bugchasing but living this double life. It had been two years since the kid in the park had shot a toxic load up my hole. Two years of playing in porno stores and parks and mall restrooms. Two years of more cocks than I could count, more cum than I could remember. I had started PREP until I figured out how to do this. It was time to get serious. I had to get my shit together. I may have become a depraved faggot but I still loved my family and my work. I needed to get some things in order so when the shit hit the fan they'd be ok. I slumped back in the seat of the car. My cock was hard as a rock and bound up in my briefs. I reached down to adjust it, still thinking about my family. My wife who, because of physical issues, was no longer sexual. My younger son. Jason, 16 and so like me. Furry at 16. But a wrestler and built. He was also hung. My older son, Kyle, 18, collegiate swimmer - definitely his mother's child. I loved seeing him naked at the gym. He was smooth. Hung, I instinctively reached for my cock and started rubbing against the fabric of my chinos. A wet spot was already forming. My lips parted slightly, I moaned lightly and dropped my head back. Kyle is so smooth and beautiful. I remembered last time we were in the gym shower at the same time. I was looking at his body as he showered across the room, my cock chubbing up. He was so attentive to his washing. Soaping his broad chest and supple abs. He bent over away from me and his beautiful bubble butt parted slightly as he washed his legs. His hole, pink and perfect, winking at me. I turned quickly away as he stood. My cock was at full mast. I was [banned word] on my own son. In the car my hand rubbed harder and faster on my crotch. My cock twitched in my pants. So close to cumming. I could see him reflected in the shower hardware. He had turned full frontal and was absently wash/stroking his cock, getting harder and harder. I was seeing my own son getting aroused. He looked up and suddenly realized what he was doing. I swear he kept looking for a long moment. I swear that I saw in his reflection a look of pure lust as his eyes ran up and down my body. I shifted as though I was going to turn around and he quickly turned his back to me and started rinsing again. I grabbed my towel and practically ran out of the shower. My breathing was ragged and I was moaning so loudly in the car that had someone passed by they'd have known exactly what I was doing. My thoughts returned to that day in the gym. I had calmed down, had my boxer briefs on and was sitting on the bench rubbing out my head when Kyle came over the his locker next to mine. He opened the upper locker door. I couldn't see his face but he turned facing me and dropped his towel. There just inches from my lips was my son's beautiful, plumped up cut cock, twitching and just begging for me to.... In the car I groaned loud enough to be heard across the parking lot and started shooting load after load of jizz into my pants. In my perverted mind, I gave into my base desires and took that beautiful cock into my mouth. I had the most evil thought flicker through my brain as my orgasm began to subside, "Soon I'll be toxic. Soon I'll be filled with AIDS babies. Maybe I should share my gift with my son." As I came down. I was so turned on. So appalled at my own thoughts. I needed more cock...now. I put the car in gear and headed off into the night, headed to the park where it all started to have more random anonymous cock and cum.

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.

Years ago...like probably 7 or 8 years ago... I had finally succumbed to my need for cock and cum. At the time I was in my mid-30's, married with 2 boys, decent looking furry guy, bearish, 5'10" 170# and nice fat 7" bone that blasted big loads. And I was (and still am) a minister in an evangelical mega-church. Not a well-known one and small in comparison to alot of them. My slide into gay sex started like alot of guys like me - checking out dick pics, then porn, then furtive hook ups in parks and tearooms far enough away from home not to be recognized. I loved nothing more than sliding my lips over a fat dripping cock sliding through a hole in a cubicle or toilet stall or porn store booth. I progressed from fucking with condoms to fucking bareback as a top. The first raw fuck I ever had was with a legal high school kid in a public park. He watched me walk into the wooded area behind the toilets and followed. He was about 5' 8, br/br, buzz cut and smooth torso. No six-pac but fit and firm. I stopped about 50 yds into the trees and pulled out my hardening cock. He wasted no time, stripping off his shirt as he approached me and sliding his board shorts off as he stepped in front of me. So young and smooth and oozing sex. I wanted him...bad. We started making out, sucking each others cocks, he started feeding me poppers. When I was flying and moaning like a whore he flipped around and backed his sweet hole onto my bone - all the way to the root in one swift motion. His ass was so firm and round and fuckable. And it was cummy. I didn't realize it at the moment. His hole was just slick and warm and I was so buzzed on poppers I didn't give a fuck about rubbers. I pounded his sweet hole. Pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in. Speeding up and slowing down. Grinding in circle. He was moaning and spewing more filthy talk than I had ever heard. "Breed me. Rape my boyhole. Make me your bitch. Pretend I'm your son and your forcing me to take it." Making it last until I couldn't hold back I blasted cum up in him for what seemed like a full 5 minutes. Cum was dripping out of his hole. I stayed in him and kept fucking til I slipped out. He spun around and cleaned off my cock. He was still hard and dripping. As he cleaned my cock, he started tongue-washing my balls. He turned me around and in my poppers/post orgasm haze I didn't resist. He passed me the poppers and started eating my ass. I hit the brown bottle hard. Fuck. I had never felt so good. His tongue pushed deeper and deeper into my hole. He added a finger then two. I hit the poppers hard again, pretty sure I knew what was coming but I couldn't stop it. He stood and placed his hard cock at my hole just as a wave of poppers rushed over me. He pushed in slow and steady . I moaned, "Fuck me, boy! Fuck me." And he did. He started slow but sped up quickly. His cock banged my prostate hard and my cock popped back up. He pounded for I don't know how long. I was blissed out and could only feel his cock and his hot torso against my back. At some point my cock exploded and I was shooting jizz onto the ground without touching myself. He straightened up, grabbed my hips and moaned, "I'm breeding your hole. Take my load. Take my babies faggot." And he came up my ass pulse after pulse. His cock pushed deep into my body. I was letting him. Begging him for it. Hitting the poppers again. I felt like I was one with some part of myself I had never experienced before. The kid shuddered a few times and his cock slipped out of my ass. Before I could recover enough to turn around he had his shorts up and was heading out of the park. My ass was dripping cum as I watched him moving off and all I could think was, "What did I just do?" and "Fuck, I want more....now." He had left the poppers behind and as I dressed myself and caught my breath, I decided it was time to head to the porno store the next town over. I got back to my car and there was note on the windshield. It read: "Hey dude, great fuck. Loved taking your load. Just so you know, I already had three loads in my hole when you fucked me and I have HIV. And no meds. Enjoy the gift faggit." (more to cum)

I guess you could say that Steve and I are dating - though we've not formalized anything at all. We meet a few months ago on BBRT. He came over and we spent the weekend getting high on tina and fucking. I hadn't partied in nearly 4 years and welcomed the chance to let my inner slut out and be a nasty little cum dump for the weekend. Drugs really let me come alive. Steve is 27, tall and skinny with a fat uncut dick and shaved pubes. Except for his broad shoulders, you might mistake him for a bottom twink, which he is not. He's well worked-out and has tight defined muscles. And he's quite aggressive. When he came over that first weekend he was wearing a scooped muscle shirt which came off immediately as he entered my apartment. Under the sweat shorts was a sexy jockstrap that contained his 9" dick. Waisting little time he brought out the pipe and we started blowing clouds and making out. He started getting all verbal. "What do you want," he asked? "I need to be used," I said almost desperately. "I need to be a cumdump." Steve happily obliged and proceeded to dominate and pound me throughout our cloudy night. I got two thick loads pumped deep in my hole, and plenty of spit on my face and in my throat. This boy knew how to take charge and he liked being a power top pig. Now here's the weird part. The following weekend Steve texted to see if I wanted to hang out. Of course I did! He invited me to dinner. I think it was a date! Can you believe that? Me either. Afterwards we went back to my place and fucked. We didn't party again, but that doesn't mean that the sex was watered down. Steve resumed his powerful role over me and pounded my hole raw with his massive uncut dick all the while calling me a nasty cumdump slut -- which got me off so hard. We continued hooking up. Not every weekend but enough. And we started talking about what sorta stuff we were into and wanted to do. I had never really opened up about my desires for slutty and raunchy sex with anyone while being sober. But Steve easily got it all out of me. I explained how I wanted to be in a gangbang with a bunch of guys. He told me how he always wanted a regular hook-up who he could pass back-and-forth with his friends. I even mentioned my fascination with taking piss up my hole. He really liked that idea! One night we were lying in bed, my ass dripping with his cum -- he always made me sleep with his load in me -- we were talking about sex and fantasies we wanted to do. And then he got kinda serious. "So you're, like, really open to some [banned word] situations then, hu?" he asked. "Well, yea," I admitted. "Especially when I'm high - I'm down for quite a lot." "Well that might happen again soon," he said. I was excited. "So I'm going to share something with you. Don't let it bother you." I was really intrigued. So far Steve has been totally confident and unabashed in bed. Nothing that I've said has thrown him, and he's allowed me to tap into my raunch pig side so easily. "My younger brother is coming into town for a visit and will be around for just under a week," he said. I was, like - OK. No biggie. I figured that meant Steve would be busy playing host and not around much - which was no big deal. "He's 24 and straight," he said. "He'll be out here looking for work." Steve sat up on his arm and looked directly at me. "I came out in high school," he said. "It wasn't a big deal for anyone in my family. But my brother and I had been sorta messing around a little, like boys do." "And when I went off to college Travis would come up and stay with me in the dorm sometimes. Anyway, he's been fucking me for years." I was turned on and really curious. I'm sure my face had lit up some hearing this. "He's totally straight," I asked? "Yea. He dates women. Always has. But he's always take advantage of the fact that I'm gay to get off by, basically using me the way I fuck you. He's really dominant and aggressive, the way I am with you." "I can't imagine you with your legs in the air bottoming," I admit. At this point I'm stroking Steves uncut cock which is rock hard and leaking pre-cum. "He's the only one who I've let top me. And he doesn't give me much choice. When he visits he sleeps in my bed and has his way with me. I know he loves me as a brother, but when we're together he calls me his faggot fuck hole and uses me like a cheap whore." At this point I roll Steve onto his back and sit my cum-filled ass down on his rock hard dick and start riding him hard. The sounds of his last load slosh in my guts as his raw dick slides in and out of me. "Fuck! Did that turn you on," he asked? "Hell yea it did!" Steve then flips us around, throws my legs over his broad shoulders and slides his dick in my sloppy hole but just leaves it there. Then, looking deep into my eyes, which are practically in the back of my head he says in a deep and seductive tone, "you like the idea of my straight brother using this faggot to get off, hu you nasty little slut?" And with that he spit in my mouth and began fucking me like the slutty faggot that I am!

This is my first story. Let me know what you think! 1. Rick had been standing in the crowded airport hall for the last 20 minutes and was getting pretty bored when he finally saw him. "Tony!" he called. "Hi, Uncle Rick!" "Come give your uncle a hug!" Rick said happily as his nephew gave him a warm hug. "So... how was the flight?" "It was fine. Although the food wasn't exactly great," Tony replied as he and Rick made their way home. Although of necessity Rick was focused on the road, he did his best to casually check-out his nephew who had turned 18 that Spring. Rick concluded Tony was growing into a fine looking young man. And Rick wasn't wrong. Tony was about 6' 1" feet tall, his youthful face with big brown eyes and becoming brown hair was really quite handsome. As for his build, Rick concluded Tony was neither muscular, nor skinny, but somewhere nicely in between. Unbeknownst to Rick, Tony was observing his Uncle with similar attention. Rick was 41 years old, about 6' 2" feet tall, had short brown hair and wore a stubble on his face. Unlike Tony, Rick was very muscular, and his deltoids, which were decorated by several tattos, were almost three times the size of Tony's. Rick's legs were bulging out in his jeans and his pecs were ready to rip his tight shirt apart. Tony couldn't help but conclude his Uncle was one hot hunk! Finally, they arrived at Rick's house. Tony got out of the car and took all of his stuff out of the trunk. Rick took some of it and together they stepped inside. "Hey Tony!" Tony heard a voice. "Hi Dan!" Tony and Rick simultaneously said as, wearing only a tank top and black briefs, Dan came out of the living room to help with the bags, giving Tony a close look at Rick's 38 year old boyfriend. Again Tony couldn't help but conclude Dan was exceptionally handsome and stunningly well built: he was abut six feet tall, his carmel-colored arms were fully inked, and his face was as handsome as Rick's. The rest of the night was kind of a blur for Tony. They had dinner and his uncle even offered him a drink, but Tony was too tired. That night, he slept like a log. 2. Rick had just come back, sweaty from his morning run. Entering the house, he stripped-off his shirt and was ready to go to the bathroom when Dan stopped him explaining "Wait! Your nephew is in there." "Oh, okay. I'll wait then," replied Rick. "Well, while you're waiting, check out what I've found in his room!" Dan grinned and waved around with a DVD. "You went through his stuff? What the fuck?" Just then Rick understood what Dan was bringing to his attention. Dan was holding a porn DVD. A gay porn DVD! Tony was gay? Rick couldn't wrap his head around the idea. Everyone from his family was automatically straight in his mind, because he had always been the only gay person within the family. Just then the shower faucet cut out. Tony was about to step out of the bathroom. "Quick! Put it back!" For the rest of the morning, Rick often found himself looking at his nephew, trying to wrap his head around the idea Tony was gay. After the three had lunch Rick and Dan were heading to the gym, so Dan asked "You wanna come with us?" "Yeah, sure. I was going to start looking for a gym anyway," Tony replied. Once at the gym Rick asked the girl on the reception desk to give Tony a complementary month-free-trial-card, and once the paperwork was done the three men moved into the locker room, changed into their work-out clothing. Now it was Dan's turn to notice Tony looked particularly good in his tank top and shorts. Dan also noticed Tony's shorts nicely showed-off his bulge, but that didn't interfere with the vigorous two-hour workout which the three men commenced. Rick did notice, however, that several times during the long workout Dan seemed to checking-out Tony, and his assistance to Tony was perhaps a bit more touchy than might have been strictly necessary. "Phew," gasped Tony, who was quite winded, asking of Dan "You work out hard! How often do you come here?" "Well, we usually work out five times a week, every day except Fridays and Sundays, but it's not always a two-hour workout." "Wow, I'll get really buff in no time if I'm gonna be working out with you," laughed Tony. "I hope so," Dan thought to himself as he and Tony moved towards the showers just as a group of men, including Rick, exited the showers. "It's all cleared out in there now," commented Rick as he passed Tony and Dan as the later two entered the showers.

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

Yep. Troll. The shrillness of its cries indicates a juvenile of the species. Because they support an orange fascist racist slimeball moron. Make sure you point out the irony of him trying to un-white himself. Or just: Because they support a “fascist, loofa-faced shitgibbon”. Still, to my mind, the internet-winning description.

The first time I hooked up (around 14) with a monster dick (it was like 7in thick) he flooded my bussy full. I was walking home and sneezed. Omfg, I swear the entire load slid down my legs. I rushed into a portajohn that was close by to try and clean up, but it was still a mess. I swear my parents knew something was up when I volunteered to do laundry.

Took an anon load. Guy came in, me on bed on all fours, he starts eating my hole making it wet with his spit then positions his hard cock on my hole and pushed hard all the way in. Spit is the best lube. Fucked me, opening my hole with his big cock until he lets out a big moan and breeds me deep. Gets dressed and leaves.

I have bbttmed two solid times where we got it all working, and many times in group scenes when id didn., but no one cared. The first time i was DP's I was selling my leather chaps and this hot blond tight gymnast dude and his similarly shaped but a few years older BF, made me an offer above my asking price if I'd drop it off that night. They cruised guys in chat/cruise/hook up sites, invited some over to PNP, opened the cam up and live streamed/recorded it all, then sold it. I was stripped and strapped into a low sling, with the younger guy lying on a workout bench head pointed in opposite directiion. Key was his dick was so fucking hard, uncut,and raw... he worked his fuck tool into my hole while his bf face fucked me. When he was in and rough fucking me he would add his two index fingers, then his middle... The BF straddled the bench and they took turns burying their hard--like a hammer--cocks into me. The younger's cock was longer--which made it easier to keep his cock in. The bf told both of us to stay still and he fuck my hole, rubbing against his bf's cock. The second time was a sex party after a Tea dance in Austin. I wore my red Joe Snyder bikini under white mesh shorts and those were off while i was getting the rules of the room. The guy who invited me and his 3 mates had 4 or 5 muscle twinks and then me. each was coupled and this young Latino with a super long cock was pushed onto his back, and I straddled him. they shoved his cock into my well-bred hole through the leg of my swimsuit. the host barrel over and almost jumped into my hole from behind. Again, he told me and Jesse to stay still and he fucked us both. the other couples started joining us, and Jesse nut my hole. Tht ended the DP

The last time that I had sex before the lockdown was in mid-March, with one of my many regular partners. Things have gotten better since then, happily, but I am still at the point where I would not feel safe with my regular partners or they with me. Many of them have at least one risk factor--a pre-existing health condition, or a relatively old age--or live with people who are themselves at risk, or are understandably not willing to risk anything regardless. I had been messaged over the lockdown by new people at different places, and am interested in some, but if we are both not interested in new people right now I am reluctant myself. Happily, an opportunity presented itself. My fuckbuddy of mid-March, J, was free and interested and not in any risk group Thursday, and so was I. I prepped, and took a bus and subway ride over to his place just after noon. It was great. He's an excellent top, one who is able to take me on spit alone. (IMHO he disproves the idea of a big dick being necessary; his dick, a bit smaller than the 5.5" average, is a superb tool) That's what he did, after we 69ed and we ate each others' asses, him taking me in a few different positions over the better part of an hour. He came inside me, feeding me some of his cum from my ass before I came myself; I plugged myself to hold onto his cum for that much longer. We chatted for another hour after that. Besides being great at sex and classically handsome, too, J's a smart person. I had missed that intimate contact. I had worn my new half-harness, bought online from Priape at the start of the lockdown, and we talked about new things. Water sports will be on the menu next time. I took a leisurely walk home in the summer-like heat, keeping my buttplug in me for hours. I forgot to take it out until I got home, and kept it in until the evening.

Luv piss fucks...most American guys are not into it unless they are Real pigs...got a couple of pig buddies who luv to load me with their piss...Oink!!!!!!!!

Well Grindr and Scruff in my area has become very active again, the number of guys messaging me to dump there load has been awesome. For the last 4 days I have taken 19 loads so far, I have been plugging myself up so my hole is really sloppy for the next guy. Cum makes the best lube. By the way the restriction eased for me is in Gold Coast Australia. I love being used for the purpose of a guy to get off just knowing I have his seed in me.

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

Walked to a dudes hows to get his load. He smoked a little clear before i got there and didnt tell me until after, so he was pretty soft but eventually got hard enough to give me his load. On the walk home passed a real handsome homeless guy. Pretty drunk, i walked with him a bit. Offered him a bj but he declined really nicely. He did take his cock out and let me see it though.

Been getting breed everyweekend raw by a few dudes without knowing anyones stats. Still waiting on a gifter to visit me with his sexy tool to impregnate me.

Part 6 I didn't have any more fun at work for a while and then I had a few horny experiences in a fairly short space of time. I was attending a two day professional conference up in Manchester which I was really looking forward to. I had attended it for a number of years and always found it very interesting and informative and I always came away feeling that I had added to my professional knowledge and insight. Not only that, on the two previous conferences I had enjoyed some very horny sex with one of the other delegates - a guy called Adam who was from Northern Ireland. I had met Adam at the networking drinks on the evening of the first day of the conference and we had got on very well and found we had a lot in common both professionally and personally. I really enjoyed his company and found him very stimulating to talk to. I also learnt a lot from him - although he was much younger than me, he had already reached the same level and I could tell he was well on his way to a very successful career. As the evening went on, our talk turned to more personal matters and Adam told me about his partner back in Northern Ireland and I told him a bit about my life. Our talk moved on to relationships and sex and he told me he still enjoyed sex with this partner but admitted that it had become a bit routine as they had been together for a number of years. We talked about sex for a bit longer and our conversation became a bit more suggestive. I'm not always very good at recognising when someone is coming on to me and I genuinely did not think anything was going to happen but then Adam suggested getting another drink and taking it up to his room. Adam was a really attractive guy, dark haired, smartly dressed, mid 30s and I couldn't believe I was going to get into his pants but soon we were in his room , kissing and feeling each other up and then our pants and trousers were off and Adam was lying back on the bed sighing contentedly as I sucked his cock and licked his hairy balls. Adam had told me earlier that his boyfriend didn't like rimming and he never got his arse licked so after I had sucked him for a bit longer, I motioned to him to turn round. He grinned and knelt up on the bed as I parted his cheeks and pushed my tongue up his hairy arsehole. "Oh fuck....... fuck yeah!" he moaned as I pulled his cheeks further apart and pushed my tongue as far us his hole as I could. I licked him until he said he was getting close and then he asked if he could fuck me. We had talked about safe sex and Adam had admitted he liked the idea of fucking raw but said he couldn't do it as he had to protect his partner so I was not surprised when he produced a condom. He rolled it on and proceeded to give me one of the best fucks I had enjoyed in a long time. A little later he knelt up on the bed and I fucked him. I didn't really enjoy fucking with a condom now and quite often I would lose my hard on when I used one, but I liked Adam a lot and respected his wish to protect his partner and the fact that I was so turned on, together with the fact that his arse was so tight, meant that I was easily able to keep my hard on and fuck him until I shot my load into the condom. We spent the night together and fucked again in the morning before we showered together and went down to breakfast before joining the second day of the conference. We had both attended the conference again the following year and had enjoyed another horny fuck session and as I travelled up to Manchester on the train I was really looking forward to seeing Adam again. After a few drinks that night we ended up in Adam's hotel room and soon we were kissing, licking and sucking each other and a short time later he was kneeling up on the bed and I had my tongue up his arse as he pulled his cheeks apart and moaned for me to lick him deeper. Before long I was kneeling up on the bed and Adam was pushing his cock slowly but surely right up my arse. As usual he had rolled on a condom but as he began to fuck me he suddenl said "I'd love to fuck you raw right now!" "Why don't you?" I said "I can't," he moaned as he continued to fuck me "You can.....if you want to," I said He didn't say anything but after a few more thrusts, he pulled out my arse and I heard the sound of him removing the condom. He threw it on the floor and almost immediately pushed his bare cock back up my arse and began to fuck me again. He moaned "Oh fuck.......fuck......fuck!" as he began to fuck me harder. I enjoyed every minute of the fuck and knowing that he was fucking me without a condom for the first time made the whole experience much hornier. Adam was fucking me even harder now and he groaned "I'm really close........I'm so fucking close....." I told him to go for it and seconds later he was pumping what felt lke a massive load of cum right into my arse. He pulled out and lay back on the bed, breathing heavily. "That was awesome," he panted and added "We probably shouldn't have done that, but it was fucking awesome!" We rested for a while and then I began to suck his cock again and soon my tongue was back up his arse. After I had licked him for a while I rubbed my cock over his wet hole. I could tell he was a bit nervous and sensed that he was not quite ready to let me fuck him bareback so I asked him if he wanted me to use a condom. He nodded. "I think so," he said and added "I'm just not ready yet." I rolled on a condom and pushed up his arse and he moaned softly as I began to fuck him. I fucked him for a while, enjoying the feeling of fucking his tight arse even with a condom and as I began to fuck him harder he groaned and turned his head towards me. "Take it off," he moaned. "Are you sure?" I said. "Yeah," he moaned, "Take it off......I want it raw!" I didn't hesitate. I pulled out, ripped off the condom and pushed right back up him. His arse felt even tighter than before as I began to fuck him bareback. It was one of the best fucks I ever had - Adam was giving little moans now as I fucked him, telling me to fuck him harder and telling me how good it felt to have my bare cock in his arse and before too much longer I told him I was going to cum. "Do it!" he moaned "Fucking do it......Cum in my arse........Fucking breed me!" I was so turned on by him saying this I couldn't stop myself and seconds later I was shooting waht felt like a massive load of cum right into his arse. I wondered if Adam might regret what he had done when I pulled out his arse but he was fine. We spent the night together and in the morning I fucked him again and dumped another load in his arse. The next time we got together, condoms weren't even mentioned. In my next experience I wasn't at work, but the other guy was. It was about six months after my experience with Adam and I was enjoying a much needed day off work. I met a friend in west London for lunch and just after I left him I was messaged by a guy I had been chatting to for a few days previously. He was a very good looking black guy in his mid-30s and we had chatted a few times but he wasn't able to host and had not been free to come to me. He told me he was working from home that day and was free to meet mid afternoon if I was up for it. He told me he would be free for about an hour and then he had to take a call. I was feeling quite horny and I had another look at the pictures he had sent me of his cock and his fit arse and told him I was well up for it. We had talked about fucking and he said he was ok with going bareback but wasn't sure he wanted me to cum in his arse. It took me a bit longer than I thought to get to his flat, which was a really nice flat in an upmarket area of west London and when I got there he led me into the kitchen where his laptop and work papers were laid out on the table. He had my cock out in no time and went down on me. He sucked me really well and I could easily have let him suck me until I unloaded in his mouth, but after a while I pulled out his mouth and he stood up. I unzipped his trousers and pulled them down along with his pants and took his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then turned him round. He bent over the table and I pulled his arse cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hole. His arse was smooth but his hole was quite hairy and I enjoyed every minute of licking it. I knew we didn't have much time so I stood up and began to rub my cock against his hole. Without a word he handed me some lube and I rubbed some into his hole, lined up my cock and pushed. He gave a littel gasp and bent forward as my cock slid up his arse and I began to fuck him. His hole was nice and tight and enjoyed every minute of fucking him. He was a very fit lad and the fact that he was taking it up the arse when he should have been working (he had told me he worked for a firm of architects in central London) made the whole experience even more of a turn on. I began to fuck him harder as he gripped onto the table and pushed his arse back on to my cock. I was getting close now and I was fairly confident that he wasn't going to ask me to pull out. I kept fucking him and just as I was getting close, his mobile phone went. "Shit!" he said "I have to take this.......I'm sorry mate, I have to take this." I was still up his arse and, as he answered his phone and began to talk to the person who had called him, I began to fuck him again. He turned round and shook his head but as I kept fucking him he leaned forward over the table and I kept thrusting up his arse. I was very close now and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. He was holding his phone in one hand and taking notes with the other as I pumped a big load of cum right into his arse. When I had finished cumming I pulled out and some cum slid out of his hole. As I was leaving he reached round and tried to pull up his pants, but almost dropped his phone and gave up. I wondered whether I should go back and pull his pants up for him but I didn't - I left him leaning over the table talking earnestly and making notes, his trousers and pants sill at hs ankles and his cum loaded arse in the air. My next experience at work was one of the most unexpected and also one of the horniest. I was still enjoying work but I had been feeling bored and restless for some time and I knew it was time to look for a new challenge. I had just missed out on a role I really wanted and I was a bit disappointed. At this time we were all under a lot of pressure at work - and to help us, they brought in an accountant for a temporary period to work with us on our budgets and financial planning and also to provide some training on legal and financial regulations which we had to have every couple of years. The guy who came in, Francis, was one of the geekiest guys I've ever encountered - he was very tall and thin with dark hair and thick glasses and quite a hesitant manner. I was not looking forward to the training - I understood why we had to have it but I had a lot to do and I had never found the previous training particularly interesting. In the event, I really enjoyed the training - Francis was an excellent trainer and really made the the subject interesting in a way that no one had previously. I also felt I leaned a lot and I enjoyed both training sessions much more than I thought I would. During the second session, Francis was wearing smart dark trousers and at one point I couldn't help noticing that he seemed to be packing quite a sizeable bulge in the front of his trousers. I don't think anyone else noticed it but I couldn't help wondering about the size of his cock and as I did so I noticed that Francis was looking at me in a way that suggested he had noticed me checking him out. I had my individual financial planning session with Francis the following day and as it happened the only slot we both had available was after 5pm. The meeting went well and again Francis proved to be an interesting guy - he explained the whole process in a way that helped me to understand it much better and soon we were making really good progress. We were sitting quite close together and somehow his closeness was making me feel horny. I pushed this feeling aside and tried to concentrate fully on what we were doing and after a couple of hours we were nearly finished. I'm not sure exactly how it happened - one minute Francis was standing behind me while he pointed out some figures on the screen and the next minute his trousers and pants were down at his knees and I was sucking his cock. I had not been mistaken the day before - Francis had a really nice big thick cock and I enjoyed every minute of sucking it. I knew that a meeting was taking place on the floor above and I knew it would be going on for some time and I was fairly confident there was no one else in the building so I went for it and soon Francis was holding my head as I sucked his cock and then started licking his big hairy balls. I was really horny now and I motioned to him to turn round so I could lick his arse. "Are you sure?" he said "I've been at work all day." I didn't care and soon Francis was bent over the desk and my tongue was deep in his hairy hole. I don't know wy I was so turned on by this guy - when I first saw him I would never have thought that I would end up with my tongue up his arse but I was so turned on now I almost felt like I was going to cum in my pants. I rimmed him for a bit longer and then stood up. He pulled me towards him and kissed me and when we broke off I said "Fuck me!" We kissed again and his hand went down the back of my pants and his finger found my hole. A short time later I was bent over the desk and Francis was rubbing the head of his cock over my arsehole. "Do you want me to use a condom?" he asked. I shook my head and he grinned "Do you want me to bareback you?" I nodded and seconds later the head of his cock was entering my arse. I spread my legs and leaned forward as Francis pushed his cock right up my arse. He gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. I can honestly say it was one of the best fucks I ever had. Francis started slowly, letting me feel the full thickness of his cock in my arse and then began to build up and soon he was fucking me harder and telling me how good it felt to bareback my arse and how I was a dirty cunt for letting him do it. I was even more turned on now and i knew if I touched my cock I was going to cum. Francis began to fuck me even harder and soon his breathing was getting heavier and then he groaned and pushed right up me and I knew he was pumping his cum right into me. He seemed to cum for ages and then he slumped forward over me and took hold of my cock and began to wank me. It took only two or three strokes before I shot my load all over the desk. As we pulled up our pants I could hear the sound of people starting to move around upstairs and I guessed that the meeting was breaking up. I met some colleagues on the way downstairs and as we chatted for a while outside the building I was conscious of a really full feeling in my arse and I knew I would have to push out a big load of cum when I got home. In fact I never made it all the way home - I was a few miles away when I realised I couldn't wait any longer and I pulled over near a park and found a quiet spot in some bushes. I quickly pulled my pants down and squatted as a really big load of cum spurted out my arse. Francis may have come across at first sight as a total geek - but he proved to be a really nice guy and one hell of a fuck! I had another experience with a guy who was at work a few months later when I was meeting one of my friends in central London for dinner one evening. I had been friends iwth Rudi for a number of years and always enjoyed his company. He lived in Berlin and travelled to London several times a year and we always tried to catch up whenever he was in the UK or I was in Germany. Rudi was a very good looking guy - he was in his late 30s but somehow always managed to look about ten years younger than he actually was. Over the years I had also had a lot of fun cruising with Rudi - he had a lot more confidence than I did and would often go for it when I might have held back. As a result I had enjoyed a number of very horny experiences with Rudi that I would probably not have experienced on my own. We had enjoyed a number of threesomes together and in his company I had visited several very raunchy clubs and cruising grounds. I was to meet Rudi at his hotel just before seven in the evening. We had originally arranged to meet a bit later, but Rudi had messaged and said if I was up for some fun I should get there earlier. As I sat in the lounge area waiting for him to join me I noticed the two guys on reception - both looked in their mid 20s - one was dark skinned and very handsome and the other was younger and more boyish with blond curly hair. It was quite an upmarket hotel and they both looked very smart in their white shirts, waistcoats and dark trousers. Rudi joined me and soon I was in his room and he was pouring us both a drink. I had no idea what he had planned but a short time later there was a knock on the door Rudi opened the door and the blond guy from reception came into the room. Rudi poured him a drink and asked him how long he had. "About half an hour." he replied. I looked at the lad as Rudi pulled him towards him and began to kiss him. He was a really fit young lad with an amazing arse which really filled out his dark trousers. I saw from his badge that his name was Daniel and, though I had detected a slight accent when he spoke, I wasn't sure what nationality he was. Rudi had his cock out now and Daniel got down and started sucking him. Rudi motioned to me to join him and soon my cock was out and Daniel was taking it in turns to suck Rudi and me. He sucked really well and after a while Rudi pulled him up and kissed him again. A short time later, Daniel was bent over sucking Rudi's cock as I unzipped his trousers and pulled them down along with his smart designer underpants. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse as he continued sucking Rudi's cock. Rudi passed me a small pack of lube and I opened it and rubbed some into Daniel's arse. He was still sucking Rudi's cock and he didn't turn around as I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock, pushed it up his arse and began to fuck him. I was very horny and after a while I could feel myself getting close so I pulled out and Rudi took my place. Daniel grunted as Rudi began to fuck him. Rudi didn't hold back - he fucked Daniel hard and fast and soon his breathing got heavier and he groaned loudly as he deposited his load deep in Daniel's arse. As Rudi pulled out, a little bit of cum slid out of Daniel's hole. I rubbed my cock in it and pushed back up him. I was really close myself now and after just ten or twelve more thrusts I shot what felt like a massive load of cum up Daniel's arse. After we had all recovered, Daniel finished his drink and then went into the bathroom and washed his hands and face and a few minutes later he was fully dressed and looking just as smart as he had when he came in. When Rudi and I left the hotel a little later to go for dinner, Daniel was back behind the reception desk checking in a customer. I loved the way that Daniel had taken two loads of cum up his arse on his break at work and had then just pulled up his pants and carried on with none of his colleagues or customers any the wiser. Shortly after this experience I took on a new job which involves working in London and spending some months in Scotland. I haven't got up to anything since I started my new job but I must admit I have had some thoughts. In Scotland I share an office with one of the other directors and one of her direct reports is a good looking, dark haired lad in his late 20s. He has the most amazing arse and he often bends over her desk when they are discussing spreadsheets or reports and I don't think he realises his arse is practically in my face. As he was bending over the desk recently, his shirt rode up and I could see the top of his white Calvin Klein pants. Later that night I had a brilliant wank imagining that he and I were alone in the office and I had unzipped his trousers, pulled his pants down and pushed my tongue up his arse to get it nice and wet before I pushed my bare cock up him, fucked him hard and bred him. He's just married his boyfriend so I don't think it will ever happen, but if it ever does I'll add another chapter to this post!

Your writing style and creative plot made this story jump off the page, grab my cock and ignite a fire in my body that got hot enough to spontaneously cum-bust. I'm not sure if I'd be happy if I was the son or of I'd be horrifled by what took place in the story but I'm so turned on that I'm willing to be the guinea pig and let those massive black penises destroy me so I can find out! I hope you write more. P.S. if you are done with this tale, I would love to write a cumpanion story following the son, his bigot father, and what fucked up shit he did to this vengeful pissed off black man that led to that fateful night & what happened after...

I've been successfully DP'd only twice. And both times it was with the same 2 black guys. Both had very long, fairly slender cocks and they both stayed very hard. The way it worked was that the older guy sat on the edge of the bed, then laid back. I straddled his cock and sat on it. I bent over, kissing the older guy. The younger guy stood behind me and slid his cock into my ass, as well. They used a good amount of boy butter. And I sniffed a good amount of poppers. The older guy that I was sitting on basically just stayed still. The younger guy standing behind me did the pumping. The younger guy was able to cum while both cocks were inside me. Then when he finished, I climbed off the older guy. Then the older guy moved and stood behind me and then pumped his load into me. The first time I played with these guys, I assumed it was an older/younger boyfriend relationship. But the second time we hooked up, they told me they were father and son. The Dad was in his late 40's. And the son was mid 20's. Both were tall, lean and hung with almost identical dicks. Long, slender dicks about 9"s in length. Other attempts that I've tried with 2 guys have not worked. As others have said, both guys need to be hung and very hard to make this work.

Part 13 - The Apricot Orchard Luca laid on his back in bed looking at the sunlight dancing on the ceiling of his bedroom, throwing on a pair of shorts he walked over to the open windows and looked out across the perfect scenery of the Tuscan landscape. The rolling hills, vineyards and orchards leading away from the villa looked magical, breathing deeply he felt relaxed and at peace with himself. Mark would be arriving today and he was excited and looking forward to seeing him, it seemed so long since he left university and said good bye to him. There was no denying that the key to unlock everything Luca wanted in life was held by Mark. The one person who he was devotedly in love with but never brave enough to stir up the emotion enough to profess his love. He turned catching a glimpse of his new body art and smiled running his finger over the tattoo. Reluctantly Tony had taken him to his tattoo artist and Luca settled for a medium sized scorpion tattooed to the left and just above his groin. His parents hadn't been overly impressed when they returned home that day and saw what he had done. Tony had tried to persuade Luca against it but he had to admit it that it turned him on even more. Besides being his councillor they had turned to each other for sex on many occasions, for them both it was uncomplicated and enjoyable with no expectations. Even now he was getting hard thinking about sex with Tony, the wonderful tattooed body immobilising him when Tony was in a need to fuck mood brought great euphoria to both of them. He had also seen Tony's sensual side that teased and slowly took Luca, stroking his cock Luca could do with getting under Tony right now and feel the presence of that man in his body. Taking his hands out of his shorts Luca walked barefoot downstairs and joined his parents outside for breakfast. What he loved most at this time of year was walking in to the garden and picking apricots off the trees bringing them back to the table to enjoy with his breakfast. His job was all sorted and he would start work in September, initially toying with the idea of taking a year out and thinking he would be bored he decided on one offer. It was from a large company as assistant business development manager. Most people would have been looking forward to starting a career but Luca just didn't want to think about it and leaving Tuscany. He kissed his parents and sat down for breakfast then drove out of the villa for the 90 minute journey to Pisa airport. With his shorts, t-shirt and reefs adorning his now naturally tanned body Luca fitted in like one of the locals. He spotted Mark coming through customs and looking around confused in his new environment looking for Luca. Mark had never seen Luca with a tan and did a double take when thinking he spotted him, the smile on his face seemed to lighten up the entire airport building walking across to where Luca stood. They hugged long and hard excited to see each other, it was a distinct hug like lost lovers embracing causing a few passengers to stop and stare for a moment. As usual Mark's cock began to stiffen holding Luca so close in such a long embrace until they let go and walked out in to the sunshine to the car park. "You look so different Luca" Mark said sitting in the passenger seat next to Luca. Luca smiled looking at Mark "Being here Mark, it is the only place I feel free and completely at ease". Mark smiled waving his hand out of the window catching the warm air "I want to hear all about your trip". "Tonight after dinner" Luca replied "we have plenty of time to catch up on everything". Mark looked across at Luca "Everything?" he asked sounding curious. Chatting the entire drive with Luca pointed out several places and telling Mark all about the vineyards in the region as the passed them heading up in to the rolling hills. "And this is La Canoninca di Cortine" Luca said driving in to the small village. "Wow it is so pretty" Mark said looking around him. Luca smiled "It is our closest village, tranquil but pretty lively in the evenings for Tuscany" he laughed. "And this is our home Villa Castrum" Luca said pointing down the long driveway at the building. The car pulled up in to the small courtyard of the rustic looking villa, from the front it looked small until you saw it from the back. Looking like a small mansion the villa had 7 bedrooms and bathrooms, a main kitchen and dining room plus 3 lounges for quiet reading, tv and entertaining. The small terrace lead through the ornate garden and trees to the pool terrace that overlooked the beautiful scenery. Gio and Sarah came out and welcomed Mark like a son and told the boys that lunch would be ready in half an hour. Luca showed Mark to his bedroom that was next door to Luca's and he quickly unpacked and changed out of his jeans into swim shorts and t-shirt, electing to go barefoot like Luca he wanted to settle in and enjoy his two weeks of freedom away from his own family. Looking out of the window he had no idea how rich Luca's family was until he saw this place, he knew the family were okay since they lived in Holland Park. His thoughts interrupted by Luca knocking at the open door 'Ready?' Luca called to him. Mark finished sending a text to his parents telling them he had arrived safely and switched his phone off 'Won't be needing that' he exclaimed putting his phone away and joining Luca. Lunch was very casual with cold meats and bread, lemonade and apricots that Luca and Mark picked from the trees. Marzi the housekeeper started clearing things away from the table having a quick conversation in Italian with Sarah and Gio. "What are you boys doing this afternoon?" Sarah asked finishing lunch. Luca sat back in his chair "A walk around the grounds then sit by the pool I think". "Sounds perfect" Mark replied "I need to chill out". Gio laughed "Just be careful of the sun, there is lotion in the house". "Dinner is at 7pm boys" Sarah said standing up "We are off to see friends". Luca stood up "Ciao" he said kissing his parents. Mark also stood and got a kiss from Sarah and Gio and tried his little Italian "Ciao" he chuckled. Luca took Mark around the orchards aimlessly chatting and sporadically picking apricots and eating them as they walked. Mark had never felt so close to Luca, as a friend he really loved him, being with him again he was finding hard to resist wanting to touch Luca, secretly he wished there was more between them. With his tan Luca looked even more incredible as a human being. Returning to the villa they grabbed the sunscreen and headed down to the pool. Luca suddenly aware that his tattoo might show pulled his shorts up a little higher before taking his t-shirt off. Luca very rarely wore t-shirts here at the villa, instead he usually only wore shorts except for dinner. Seeing Mark mostly naked again it stirred those thoughts of them sharing a dorm room, he loved seeing Mark's body and boy how he had missed being able to watch him undress. Mark knew exactly what Luca was doing and made a little show of it walking around the terrace before diving in to the pool, Luca watched on with a grin on his face. His focus drawn to Luca who stood up and stretched exposing a little of the tattoo before quickly realising what had happened and pulling his shorts up. He dived in to the pool unaware that Mark had seen the tattoo briefly albeit unable to distinguish what it was from the distance between them. After sunning themselves for a while the boys walked amongst the trees grabbing apricots to munch on. Both still damp from their last swim they were shirtless walking trough the trees in the little shade it afforded them. Mark reached up and grabbed an apricot handing it to Luca "Thanks" Luca replied catching Mark staring at him. "When did you get the tattoo done?" Mark asked reaching up for another apricot. "Oh" Luca flushed a little red "beginning of last week" he replied trying to brush over the subject. Mark smiled his hand touching the spot and lowering this shorts "Very unusual tattoo". Luca held his breath feeling Mark touching his skin close to his cock "I kind of liked the idea" he spoke softly. "Liked the idea?" Mark asked knowing full well what this type of tattoo usually meant "is this the new you Luca?". Luca looked at him "What do you mean?" he chuckled questioning Mark as they continued walking. Mark stopped walking shrugging his shoulders "You seen very different Luca, I don't know why by you do". They continued walking "The tattoos for example, I never had you down as being a rebel" Mark said laughing. Luca laughed it off and managed to avoid that conversation for the rest of the day, they spent a wonderful evening having dinner with Luca's parents and drinking wine, the hurricane lanterns providing a most charming atmosphere on the terrace. Luca managed to avoid talking about the trip in to much detail, if the conversation headed that way Luca carefully kept the focus on New York and the wonderful sights. The next few days were busy showing Mark the sights of Tuscany. The fourth day was spent lounging around by the pool and Luca's parents went out for the day to visit family in Viareggio. Mark dragged Luca off the sunbed and they went walking in to the apricot orchard, picking a few from the tree Mark sat down in the shade of a tree and Luca sat beside him inspecting his apricot. "You have avoided my question long enough Luca" Mark said taking a bite of his apricot. Luca took a sideways glance "What question is that?" he asked resting his back against the trunk. Mark chuckled "The tattoo" he replied "more specifically the scorpion" he said closing his eyes. Luca shrugged his shoulder "Do you think it has a meaning then?". "Depends" Mark replied opening one eye "I mean there is usually a good reason people have one there". Luca giggled at Mark touching the spot of his tattoo "Something has changed your not the same Luca" Mark said. Sighing Luca asked "Why do you think I am not the same person?" he turned his head to face Mark. "I can't put my finger on it, you seem happy but there is a sadness under it" Mark said looking at Luca. Luca leaned forward "I have missed you so much Mark" he said staring ahead afraid to look at him. Mark rubbed his shoulder "How did it happen?" he asked resting his hand on Luca's shoulder. Luca took a deep quiet breath "I don't know who it was" he finally said waiting for Mark's response. Mark squeezed Luca's shoulder gently "I acted so crazy on the ship with 3 Americans" Luca admitted. Luca could feel Mark's hand still firmly on his shoulder "And masseuse and the butler". "Fuck Luca was there anyone on the ship you didn't do?" Mark asked so casually it made Luca break down between laugh and tears. Luca wiped his eyes "Why didn't you tell me you were gay?" Mark asked putting his arm around Luca. Mark hugged Luca "I tried to tell you it was okay" he said looking at Luca. Luca shrugged his shoulders "Scared of myself I think" he said making no sense "but more so that things would change between us". "Surely you must have known the way I rugby tackled you on the field and deliberately laid on you" Mark said. Luca chuckled "I never thought you were interested in me that way". Mark smiled "Well I couldn't exactly fuck you on the rugby pitch in front of everyone" he laughed. "Anyway being in the dorm room was hard enough to keep my distance" Mark said kissing Luca's head. Luca sniffed "You really wound me up tackling me like that" he said pushing Mark's leg. "I know" Mark said laughing "why do you think I kept doing it". Suddenly their arms flayed around play fighting against each other trying to get the upper hand, Luca was no match for Mark's strength. Rolling Luca on to his back and pinning him down Mark took a bite from his apricot and clamped his mouth over Luca's, teasingly he began pushing the apricot in to Luca's mouth. Eventually submitting Luca opened his mouth and took the piece of apricot followed by Mark's tongue that sensually danced around over his lips. He lifted his mouth long enough for Luca to swallow then rolled on to his back laughing, careful not to overplay his chance with Luca. Luca turned his head to face Mark "You know why I have the scorpion tattoo?". Mark nodded looking up at the tree "Yes" he replied patting Luca's leg "I might get one. I like it". Luca sat up and looked surprisingly at Mark "When you nursed me in the dorm" Mark said confirming his suspicion. "Oh my god" Luca said astounded by his revelation "I watched you converting?" he asked. Mark nodded "Yes, sorry about that" he said "I knew what was happening but I just couldn't say anything to you". Luca stood up pondering everything going on "It's so much to take in" he said watching Mark stand. "I hugged your pillow and slept in your bed after you left" Mark said putting his arms around Luca. Luca studied him carefully "What are you saying?" he asked moving closer to Mark "do you feel anything?" he sheepishly asked. The smile on his face broadened "I have been in love with you for nearly a year Luca" Mark said with a little fear in his voice. Luca stood there speechless for a moment "And now?" he asked deliberately putting his arms around Mark. Mark smiled "Nothing has changed Luca" he said tenderly "but do you feel the same?". Luca nodded his head slowly "Yes" he replied pausing staring at each other "can I kiss you now before I explode?" he asked laughing. Mark moved in and their lips met in a heated unspoken passion a vain attempt to make up for lost time. Sunlight danced on their torsos through the gently moving leaves from the tree overhead in the warm breeze. Breaking the kiss and without speaking they held hands and walked through the orchard, both tenting hefty erections through their shorts and smiling. Returning to the villa Luca's parents had just arrived home and Sarah had spotted them walking hand in hand. For some reason she had known all along that Mark was her sons unspoken love, the problem they now faced was Oliver coming over in two weeks time who had shown a very keen interest in Luca. Marzi appeared on the terrace hearing Luca and Mark reminding them dinner at 7pm and promptly disappearing back in to the villa. The boys walked up the stairs showered and changed into shorts and shirt and met up with Sarah and Gio on the terrace for a drink before dinner. A little timid at first Mark was trying to act like nothing had changed for fear of upsetting Luca's parents. "What are you boys doing tomorrow?" Sarah asked pouring the boys a glass of wine each. Luca shrugged his shoulders "Not sure yet we haven't decided on anything, probably hang out here". Gio looked at Luca "Why don't you go and see your nonni they were asking after you". "Yes I guess we could to the vineyard" Luca replied agreeing with this father. "Luca's grandparents Mark, they own the vineyard of the wine your drinking" Gio explained seeing a confused Mark. Oh right" Mark replied "I don't think I should go if you are seeing your grandparents". "Nonsense" Sarah said "they would love to meet you Mark, however you are introduced to them". Mark got it straight away and blushed a little "Stop it" Luca said interrupting them and smiling at his mother. Gio picked up his glass of wine "They have been asking if you have someone special in your life Luca". Mark was clearly getting more embarrassed "I'm sorry Mark, my family are a little to open about this" Luca apologised. "Will you teach me Italian?" Mark finally managed to speak looking at Luca. Luca smiled "Of course I will" he replied glancing at his parents who both grinned at him. "I should help Marzi" Sarah said standing up "make sure you know how you will introduce Mark to nonni". Gio laughed loudly as Sarah went inside "Seriously tough Luca, Mark. Nonni will ask when you turn up with Mark here". "Ignore them" Luca said chuckling looking at Mark who was smiling unable to take his eyes of Luca. Mark knew immediately "Are you going to introduce me as your boyfriend?" he asked expecting to surprise Luca. "Yes" Luca replied almost before he could finish his sentence. Gio smiled "Good" he said raising his glass to them both. For the first time Mark felt like he was actually involved in the family, Luca's parents had always shown a friendliness to Mark and this evening saw a change being casual and relaxed. Over dinner he was starting to learn Italian words for the food they were eating. When they finally retired for the night they stood outside in the hallway looking at each other wondering what to do, it was Mark who suggested they keep their separate rooms for now, they kissed and said good night. The following day he was warmly welcomed by Luca's grandparents and invited to stay for lunch, Luca went from an anxious person to one that was happy all the way through lunch. Returning to the villa Gio explained that his parents would only invite you to lunch if they approved of you. It suddenly dawned on Mark why Luca had become less anxious after the lunch invite. Mark and Luca were both exhausted having spent the day walking around the vineyard for hours, walking up to their rooms Luca grabbed Marks hand and dragged him in to his bedroom. "Do you think this is wise?" Mark asked with a concerned tone "with your parents here?" being dragged in to Luca's room. Luca closed the door and kissed Mark "Sleep with me Mark" he quietly spoke "I need you next to me". Mark kissed Luca back undressing himself at the same time "I want to take this slowly with you". Luca nodded "Agreed" he chuckled "I will try and hold myself back but it doesn't usually work". Mark kissed Luca's neck delicately "Are you a bottom Luca?" he suddenly asked looking in to Luca's eyes. Luca smiled "I can go either way" he said "mostly I end up on the bottom for some reason". "Yeah figures" Mark said kissing him again "People probably look at you and want to fuck you. I know I do". Luca laughed hugging Mark "So are you mostly top then?". Mark nodded "I can be but I like to switch it around" he said lifting Luca off the ground with ease. Mark laid the naked Luca on the bed "I should let my councillor loose on you to see you take it" Luca said. He grabbed Luca's foot tickling it "Is that so?" Mark said finding Luca's weak spot straight away. Between them the excitement of actually getting to touch each other sensually rather than Mark tackling him to ground was to much for both. Mark laid on the bed next to Luca kissing him tenderly all over, their hands coveting every inch of each others body exploring and seeking all the vulnerable spots. Lying in each others arms, the sheet barely covering their bodies. Luca felt an enormous surge of love for Mark that had been waiting in the wings for this moment. Battling to stay awake they were just content to be together finally, no more secretive looks instead they could admire each other close up.

couldn’t believe it. Standing there holding the kid’s note. Realizing I had HIV swimming at my ass. I was still buzzed from the poppers and still horned up for more cock up my ass. But I knew I had to do something about this. At that point in my slide into perversion, I wasn’t ready to be HIV positive. I had a church, a wife, two sons... I could lose all that right at that moment right at that point in time. I knew what I could do. My congregation had been working with an AIDS hospice for several years. I knew about pep. The strange thing was, I wasn’t completely freaked out. I wasn’t afraid or angry or disappointed in myself. I wasn’t mad at the kid. The truth is I was horned up as fuck. I knew I wanted more cock, more raw cock in my ass. I wanted as much cock as I could get. My choice for the moment was to head to a hospital. There was a hospital about 40 miles away where I wouldn’t be known and I went to the walk-in clinic. I gave them some bullshit story about fooling around in and a broken condom and just being a little worried. They did a quick test to check my status - negative of course. They prescribed a course of anti-retroviral’s. And told me to come back in three months for a test. I did get test at three months later but not there. I got a Home kit and it came back non-reactive and I had it confirmed at the local STD clinic. But none of that stopped my slide into bareback sex. I couldn’t help myself now. For a while I went back to using rubbers except for sucking cock which I did a lot off. I knew three or four good porno stores within a couple hours drive of my house. I would go out in the afternoons on Saturdays and spend hours in a booth in a porno store sucking every dick that came through the hole. I didn’t care. It could be an old cock, young cock, Big or little, cut or uncut, I didn’t care. I just want it hard dripping cock sliding into my mouth into my throat. I craved cum. I craved bitter cum, sweet cum, from any cock I could get into my mouth and into my body. Big or little, cut or uncut,. I didn’t care. I just want hard dripping cock sliding into my mouth, into my throat. I craved cum. I crave bitter cum, sweet cum from any cock I could get into my mouth and into my body. it wasn’t long before I took another load. After getting my test at the three months and knowing that I was clear of HIV, I started thinking about hard cock up my ass again. I started thinking about that kid in the woods sliding his raw hard cock up my ass balls deep. I fantasized about that encounter over and over again thinking about his cock swelling in my ass rammed in balls deep. I could still imagine his cock firing spurt after spurt toxic cum up into my body. Every time I thought about it I stroked off. I slid my cock through my spit laden hand. I fantasized over and over again. Seeing his smooth young body. Feeling his nice hot smooth warm ass. And I started craving cock. I started craving poz cock. I gave up topping with rubbers and left my load indiscriminately in any ass that would take my cock. I loved sliding my hard cock into some stranger in the porno store. A month after I confirmed that I was still negative, I found myself back at the same park where the kid shot is toxic load up in me. I sat in my car for a few minutes stroking my cock looking at porn on my phone. I wanted it again. I wanted that boy’s cock again. I had already started checking out bug chasing on the web. Reading stories about guys who took HIV-positive loads into their asses willingly. But I never really considered it something I would do until that moment sitting in the car stroking my cock thinking again about that sweet smooth boy. As I sat there in the car stroking in the public parking lot, cars moving by me, people walking back-and-forth, I started muttering to myself. I started muttering about wanting cock. And then I said there’s something I had never said before. I said it out loud. “ I want poz cock. I want some guy to shoot his aids babies up my ass. I want HIV. I want aids.“ and then almost like a prayer I said “ God I want aids. Give me a aids up my ass.“ I put down my phone. Tucked my dripping cock back in the my pants. I got out of the car and walked back up into the woods. I just knew somebody would be in there. Somebody who wanted to fuck me. Somebody who wanted their cock sucked. And I was rightlm I didn’t get aids that afternoon. I didn’t get a poz cock.But I did suck off two old trolls with stubby dicks. Their cocks smelled slightly rank. The smell of old piss. They were uncut. But they were there. They had hard cocks and I sucked them both. I switched back-and-forth from one to the other. I suck them deep. I slobbered all over their balls. I begged him to come in my mouth.They called me a faggot and they called me a whore and they called me the bitch, but I loved every minute of it. I loved swallowing their bitter cum. They both shot a huge loads that dribbled down my chin. I couldn’t help myself I wanted cum. Any cum. As I was there on my knees, second guy coming into my mouth, the first one turned his cock toward my face and let go a stream of piss. They laughed at me. They both laughed. They both called me a worthless piece of shit faggot. I just mumbled,” Thank you sir.“ And sat on the ground as they walked away soaked in their Piss and tasting there cum. Licking up what had dribbled from my mouth. It was at that moment I knew I was a bug chaser. I started planning in my mind how I would start my next raw fuck. With somebody I knew had a high viral load. I was going to get myself knocked up

Update guys, I've been bred for the first time yesterday. I'm addicted from the first time. Feeling the cum pumped in my ass was amazing, but in overall, sex is way more comfortable as a bottom.

Part 39 - Where Life Takes You Callum rubbed his tired eyes sitting on the toilet his ass still quite sore from the pounding Tony gave him the night before, he pulled a couple of sheets of toilet paper and standing up he tenderly wiped his ass. Looking down in to the toilet bowl he saw the unmistakable string of discoloured bodily fluids, pressing the flush he wandered back in to the coolness of the air conditioned bedroom, he slipped in to bed and settled back down. He movements disturbed Adam's sleep who rolled on to his side facing Callum his arm automatically laying over Callum's chest, his eyes were still shut as he was somewhere between sleep and consciousness. Adam gave a purring moan slowly running his hand across Callum's very smooth baby like skin, watching Adam he saw the corners of his mouth move producing a sleepy smile, he moved his hand and laid it on top of Adam's arm. He could hear Tony and Steve were still in a deep sleep and smiled to himself remembering last night when their desire to have sex had pushed all boundaries out of the way and what a fitting way to finish their trip to LA. Steve and Callum had always retained an open policy but never overnight stays and last night was the first time they had sex together in a group, they loved each other without doubt but sex had become routine with them which is why they kept their relationship open as it made their love stronger for each other. Callum giggled quietly as Adam's hand and moved up to his neck and quite by accident he found himself with one of Adam's fingers in his ear. He tried to contain himself but his ear was one of his erogenous zones and he was now biting his lip to keep quiet, he felt Adam move slightly then the feeling of his moist lips kissing his neck lightly. Callum could sense Adam was awake but he tried to remain quiet but Adam was no fool, he moved his head until his lips and tongue penetrated in to Callum's mouth. Quietly and with deadly stealthiest Adam slipped on top of Callum and between his legs, his hand yanking Callum's leg around his hips and kissing him deeper his hand guided his cock towards Callum's hole. Adam's kiss smothered Callum's mouth preventing him making any noise, slipping his cock inside causing Callum to arch his back slightly as he tried to push more in but was already at base, Callum kissed Adam back passionately as he began pushing Callum's ass down hard against the mattress, closing his eyes at the delight of Callum's tight hole gripping hard on his cock. His insides felt the friction and he wanted to moan loudly partly in protest but also desire, the precum began oozing and his back lowered as a new sensuality of slickness and comfort in the fucking took hold. Callum moaned and grabbed hold of Adam as his eyes opened wide then half lowered his neck now arching up as the sensation of Adam's fucking brought him over the edge, his fingers dug in to Adam's back as he felt the signs of ejaculation beginning in his cock, his legs wriggled his cock struggling against the tightness of Adam's body against it preventing any jerking movement, it was almost as if he was being prevented from releasing his seed. As much as it wanted to fire in orgasmic spasms it could only pulse and release coating Adam's stomach. With all his might he tried to remained quiet through his orgasm, with Adam's mouth locked deep on to his it was the quietest orgasm he had experienced, thinking he could last longer at fucking this time he was surprised to feel Callum's clench hard around his cock. Adam's hand rested over Callum's head holding him in place as he pushed his hips up hard, the vice like grip Callum had on his cock was almost pulling the seed from his balls. He kissed Callum frantically and harder as he pumped the young British boy full of his wholesome American seed, deeper and deeper he pushed until he finally laid on top of Callum 'Morning' he said quietly with a big smile on his face. Callum finally catching his breath looking at him 'Morning' he stroked Adam's face as he leaned towards his now flushed face to kiss him. They both giggled looking over at Tony and Steve who hadn't stirred at all whilst Adam was doing Callum inches away from them. Adam pulled a pillow up next to Callum's head so he could lay his head down, his cock still buried in Callum's ass as he laid on top of him, they kissed and petted for nearly an hour before they fell asleep with their mouths touching each others as if frozen in position. Tony woke up with Steve in his arms and spooning up against him, he had a semi but honestly he was so fucked out from last night after he finished fucking Callum for the seventh time. "I think someone already got fucked this morning" Steve said stroking Tony's arm. Tony kissed Steve's neck "Is that a hint?" he asked rubbing his semi hard cock against Steve's ass. Steve patted his leg "I'm to sore at the moment, later definitely" he said tugging the hairs on Tony's leg. Tony chuckled "Thank god, I am running on empty at the moment" he replied. Steve turned still held in Tony's arms to face him "It was an amazing night". "What the hotel opening or me opening you?" Tony replied with a smirk on his face. Steve smiled and kissed him "Both but you opening me was the highlight". Adam stirred and looked over "What are two talking about?" he asked grinning. Steve looked over his shoulder "Are you inside my boyfriend?". Adam nodded then licked the side of Callum's face "eeww" Callum squeaked from somewhere underneath. Adam managed to ease his cock out of Callum's ass and climbed off the bed announcing he was going to have a shower before they went down, Steve rolled out of Tony's arms, good idea he commented jumping out of bed and grabbing Adam's hand. Tony looked over at Callum who giggled and moved into his arms kissing him deeply. That afternoon Callum and Steve stood outside of security hugging with Adam and Tony one final time before they boarded their flight back to London, Daniel and Jordan had already flown back to Barbados earlier. Callum was very teary as they said one final good bye. Steve turned to Tony "We are going to miss you both" he strained trying to stop himself from watering up. Tony hugged him harder "You are both amazing guys and really happy your in our lives" he replied. "Promise you will come to Barbados in April when we start our 3 months?" Steve asked looking seriously at Tony. Tony kissed his head "You try and stop us, plus you have to come to our wedding". "You try and stop us" Steve replied laughing "Nothing will stop us being there". They waved as Steve and Callum turned to wave at them after clearing security and they watched them disappear from view. Three weeks on and Adam stood in arrivals at JFK on a chilly Saturday afternoon, Tony walked up to Adam having parked the car. Since returning from LA they had several skype calls with Steve and Callum who were just starting a couple of months holiday before taking over in Barbados from Daniel and Jordan. But their urge and desire to see each other brought them here this Saturday afternoon waiting for Steve and Callum to arrive and spend a month in New York state with them before flying down to Barbados. A week after they returned home to the UK Callum had been the first to show signs of getting infected, he was in bed for a couple of days and Adam would skype him 3 or 4 times every day to chat, Steve fell the following week but surprisingly he had only minor headaches and a temperature for 24 hours but it was enough to know for them to get tested. Tony spotted them first wheeling their trolley full of luggage through the doors as they entered in to the arrival concourse. Callum ran over in to the arms of Tony "Oh god it's so good to see you again". Steve kissed and hugged Adam "Were a little different from the last time" Steve said some what pleased. Adam looked at him "We did wonder if it would change how you both felt" he said questioningly. Callum hugged and kissed Adam "No, but I think it was inevitable" Callum said holding on to Adam. "Inevitable?" Tony asked looking a little surprised. Steve nodded "Ever since we first met we knew we would have sex with you at some time" he giggled. They walked out of the airport in to the chilly and biting wind that was blowing across from the lakes, they packed in to the SUV and Tony put the heating on full blast as they drove along the coast up to Larchmont. "I didn't know it could get so cold here" Callum said still feeling the cold. Adam put his arm around him "Yes we are expecting what they call lake effect snow later". "Snow! will it be enough to build a snowman" Callum asked excitedly. Steve laughed "When we get snow it is about half an inch if that". "These snow storms can easily bring a couple of feet within hours" Steve replied hugging Callum closer. As they drove northwards to Larchmont flurries of snow were filling the air slowly but jet lag had taken Callum as it's victim. Steve chuckled looking behind him seeing Callum asleep in Adam's arms, he joked that Callum was awake most of the night with excitement to see you both. Tony turned the SUV on to the drive way and Steve muttered wow and how old England the house looked. Walking in to the house Steve looked around the lower floor "This is a lovely place". Tony smiled as Steve joined him in the kitchen "It was Mark and Ben's house". Steve looked over "Was? Did you buy it from them?" he asked sitting down. "No, it was embarrassing, but after Ben decided to move to LA Mark gave it to us" Tony handed Steve a coffee. Steve nodded "You guys really do have a close friendship" he said thanking Tony for the coffee. Tony smiled "We do but it also includes you and Callum as well as Danny and Jordan". Steve sipped his coffee and put it down looking at Tony "Do you think things are awkward between us now?" he asked. Tony stopped and looked at him "Why would you think that?" he replied. "Don't know, I just thought it may have been you know because of what happened" Steve said looking at his cup. Tony walked around and hugged him "I did wonder but seeing you both today confirmed it". Steve looked up "Confirmed what exactly?" he asked. Tony smiled and kissed his head "Adam and I are both kind of in to you and Callum in a big way". Steve looked like a weight had been lifted "We think the same way, don't know why". "I think all the flirting was a precursor to something bigger underneath" Tony suggested smiling at him. Adam walked in "What are you two gossiping about?" he asked heading to the coffee machine. Tony chuckled "Steve and Callum might be in love with us" he said as Steve shot an embarrassed look. Adam casually walked past "I told you so" he remarked taking Callum a coffee. Steve looked confusingly at Tony "What did he mean?" he asked. "Adam was convinced the night we slept together" Tony replied "he just didn't want to say anything". Steve smiled "And what about you and Adam?" he ventured. Tony laughed "Oh god very much so" he said without hesitation. "I guess it will change after the wedding though?" Steve said finishing his coffee. Tony refilled his cup "I don't know, I guess it depends on how you both feel" he spoke with sincerity. The rest of Saturday Callum spent napping and when awake he would sit at the bay window in the lounge watching the snow falling heavier and heavier as the afternoon turned in to evening. By Sunday afternoon the worst of the snowfall was over and as promised almost two feet had fallen, Callum and Adam were outside building the biggest snowman they could manage. Tony and Steve wee snuggled up on the sofa watching a movie with their friend Nicky in the starring role, occasionally glimpsing out the window chuckling at the big kids outside who were now engaged in a snowball fight with the kids across the road. Tony's facetime went off and picking his phone up he saw it was Ben calling. "What's up Ben?" Tony said after the connection was made. "Hi Tony, wanted to let you know Ethan and I are coming home on Wednesday" Ben said dragging Ethan in view. "Hey Tony, where is Adam?" Ethan asked trying to peer as if he could see the room. Tony held his phone up to the window "Outside playing in the snow like a kid" he chuckled. "You got snow! and since when does Adam play in the snow?" Ethan and Ben both shouted down the phone. "Wait a minute" Ben suddenly said "If Adam is outside who is sat next to you?" he asked. Tony laughed and moved the phone round to Steve "Hi boys" he said. Their excitement was plain to see "Are you going to be there on Wednesday?" Ethan asked pushing Ben. "Yes we are here for a month" Steve replied smiling at them. "Mark, come see who were talking to" Ben called across the pool terrace. Ethan twisted the phone towards him "Don't plan anything for Saturday let's have a day out" he said. Steve nodded "That would be great Ethan". "Who is it?" Mark asked approaching and Ethan turned the phone "Steve hi, how are you both?" he asked knowingly. Steve chuckled "We are both fine, Callum is outside with Adam in the snow" he moved the phone to the window. "Wait a minute are you in NY?" Mark asked sounding surprised hearing Steve and Tony laugh. Steve placed the phone back to him "Yes with Tony and Adam for a month, is Angelo there?". Mark called and Angelo came over "What is it?" Angelo asked "Hey Steve" he said seeing him. Steve clearly rubbed his cock making Angelo laugh "God you are sexy Angelo" he laughed. Angelo burst out laughing "Shame your not here and where is the cutie?" he asked. Steve showed Angelo "Where is Josh I can't see him?" Steve asked. "Oh Maddy and Nicky have taken him out shopping, he spends more time with them than us" Ben said laughing. The call had lasted way longer than Ben had thought it would and he never had expected Steve and Callum to be in NY, Mark and Ethan on the other hand guessed something was going on as there was definitely sparks flying between them whilst they were in LA. Angelo was still annoyed with Mark as he had found out that he was paying for the new swimming pool at Ethan and his ranch style house. Angelo knew Mark well enough not to argue the point any further so reluctantly he had agreed. Angelo and Ethan were in the process of hiring a housekeeper come cook who would come in daily or live in since they had ample bedrooms in their new home. Stefan had come highly recommended by Nicky, he had worked a few months as a relief housekeeper for one of her movie star friends and they were desperate to keep him on, but Nicky had arranged for him to meet the couple looking for a housekeeper. Angelo and Ethan were meeting Stefan at their house in an hour so they had quickly put on their shorts and t-shirt and headed off, Nicky had also warned them not to be disappointed if Stefan didn't accept any job offer they made as it was a cut neck business recruiting housekeepers. Stefan arrived at the address and was somewhat surprised to see it was a gay couple, he immediately recognised Angelo since his photo with Nicky was big news in LA spearing lots of rumours. Stefan had formed an immediate connection at the interview with Angelo and Ethan, at 25 years old Stefan was a undeniably a hot blond bombshell from Canada who knew his stuff. He was not backward and coming forward and explained that his 4 year relationship with his previous partner had fallen apart badly, it had left him penniless and without a home as he would have to move out in a couple of weeks. His partners wandering eye and cock was the final straw for him so he was looking to get in to employment quickly. Angelo had sat there listening to him intently and going over his references in scrupulous detail. Ethan on the other hand just sat there watching him, he was the shorter than Angelo but taller than him and he could easily see that Stefan worked out a bit as he had a very finely tuned definition under his shirt. His blond hair was kept neatly trimmed and his deep blue eyes were abnormally seductive. Angelo liked what he saw and knew he was more than capable and up to the task, Ethan had already given Angelo a nod indicating that he liked him. "Do you have any questions for us Stefan?" Angelo asked him. Stefan nodded "I guess I need to know what the terms are and what your expectation is?" he replied. Angelo looked stumped "Oh, cook and keep the house clean, is that what you mean?" Stefan chuckled "Yes that is what I mean. It is a big house to keep orderly" he commented. Ethan was amused by how Angelo faltered "I expect we will get a cleaner a few days a week as well". "Phew that's a relief" Stefan relaxed and laughed feeling comfortable being around them. "We are not fancy people we like normal healthy food" Ethan said as Angelo held his hand under the table. Stefan smiled "Well I think that is all I need to know for now". Angelo and Stefan stood up "We shall let you know our decision" he said but Stefan looked at him. "Ah" Stefan paused "actually it is me that will let you know if I want to work for you" he said. Ethan looked confused "What do you mean?" he asked. Stefan looked at him "Well housekeepers are hard to come by and we decide who we work for". Angelo looked at Ethan "I see, do you have other interviews lined up?" he asked him. Stefan nodded "Yes I have six this week". "So what do we have to do to get you?" Ethan asked not sure what he would get in response. Stefan smiled "Nothing I like you both already but I need to see what else is being offered". "We are offering a live in position" Angelo said causing Stefan to turn to him. Stefan sat back down "Are you offering me the position?" he asked. Angelo nodded "Yes, we both like you and would love it you worked here". Stefan paused for a moment "Just work here like no other stuff" he asked out of concern. Ethan giggled "None of that if that's what you mean, we only have eyes for each other". Stefan smiled "That was obvious from when I first met you both, but yes it is what I meant". "I can't promise about our friends though" Angelo said smiling. Stefan laughed "I am sure I will be able to handle them anyway most..." he began saying but broke off quickly. Ethan looked at him "You were going to say something?" he asked him Stefan shifted in his seat "I hope it's not a problem, I am hiv positive" he looked vulnerable as he spoke. Angelo smiled "That's not a problem Stefan we are as well". Stefan couldn't believe his luck "So can I be your housekeeper?" he asked looking at them both. "When do you want to move in?" Angelo asked smiling. Angelo and Ethan couldn't believe their own luck at finding Stefan and him agreeing to work for them. It was only after they had a call with Nicky to tell her the news that she said they must have really impressed him if he choose them that quickly, he giggled then said how annoyed some of the other families are going to be knowing he is no longer looking. As the weeks went on Ethan and Angelo had moved out of Liongate and settled in to their own home with Stefan as their housekeeper and a great friendship blossomed between them, Stefan had also taken to Mark and Ben who were always coming round for dinner, he was initially gobsmacked when Mark Davenport walked in to the house with his husband and staying over. Angelo had already briefed Stefan that Franco would be coming to live with them after their friends wedding in April. After lunching one Sunday Ben and Ethan were dangling their feet in the new large pool when Ben got a text from Heike saying she was finished and at the house now. Ben jumped to his feet shouting "Heike has finished Mark she is at the house waiting". Mark jumped up "Come on guys lets go" he turned seeing Stefan cleaning the table "Stefan come on". Stefan looked up "No please I have work to do" he replied. Ethan ran over and dragged Stefan "Come on were going to 321 St Pierre" Stefan gave up and joined them. Angelo put his arm around Stefan "Sorry if we are being pushy or treating you differently than a housekeeper" he said. Stefan smiled "I quite like it, it does take some adjustment being treated this way it is unusual". Angelo laughed "I told you we were normal, we both like having you in the house". Stefan looked up at 321 St Pierre "Wow" he said then turned to Angelo "Oh and I do love working for you both Angelo". Heike came out to greet them with a kind of nervous look as she didn't expect Ben to be bringing a group down. they all stepped inside and Heike gave them tour around the elegant and informal interiors she had created for Mark and Ben. In essence she had captured their vision perfectly, it was not showy but yet it oozed modern elegance, Mark hugged and kissed Heike telling her it was totally perfect. Ben was still going around the various rooms with Ethan and Stefan when Angelo caught up with Mark and Heike. "This is amazing Heike, seeing how it was to how it is now, wow" Angelo said and gave her a hug. Heike smiled "Well I'm just glad everyone likes it" she said. Angelo turned to her "Will you do ours?" he said "You know redesign it?". "Of course I will Angelo, this could be a new avenue of business for me" She replied smiling. Angelo looked a little confused "I thought you are an interior designer?" he said chuckling. Heike laughed "Yes, but I mean doing mansions in Bel Air, all my work is in Orange County" she replied. Ben had walked outside and took some initiative for once and called Bobby, explaining what he wanted to Bobby who got right on the case. Bobby knew he only had to make one phone call to the right magazine and it was instantly snapped up at $500k for the article. Ben had re-joined the others hugging and kissing Heike excitedly at how amazing their new home was. Ben's phone rang and seeing it was Bobby calling he answered it and had a quick conversation before hanging up and walking over to Heike, she looked stunned that her work was not only going to be featured in a magazine but her step-son had also insisted they do an article on the designer. Mark kissed and hugged Heike telling her how much he loved what she had done with the place. Ethan and Ben's trip back east had been busy and Ethan was now studying his final part of business law having been coerced by Angelo and his father to go down the route. Secretly he was quite happy to as he would be able to work with Angelo, Ben and Franco when he eventually moved to LA. Over on the east coast Steve and Callum's were enjoying their last week with Adam and Tony before flying back to Barbados. Unlike their friends in LA Adam and Tony had to work to survive but since Tony had been given the job of East Coast director of sales, which he was pretty good at, it paid a really good salary and was making their life easier. Due to Mark's status with the airline he had managed to wrangle Concierge Club membership which made flying to LA cheaper and easier. Their last night in NY Steve and Callum sat talking with Tony and Adam over dinner bringing many things to the surface and Tony was surprised to hear about their life in the UK and how small their apartment was. But Tony and Adam had already been persuaded by Steve and Callum to accept a two week stay at the Salinger Barbados Retreat for their honeymoon, Lucy and Daniel's present to them for the wedding. The weeks that followed saw Angelo, Ethan and Stefan move in to Mark and Ben's place whilst Heike performed her magic on Angelo and Ethan's home. Since the article Heike as getting more requests for doing Bel Air mansions and it also meant that Ben saw more of his father since he would often pop by to see Heike and him. Heike did a amazing job on Angelo and Ethan's place and they moved back in a few days before they were due to fly off to NY for Adam and Tony's wedding, Stefan was invited to join them but he declined and said he would be just fine getting the house in order for their return. Angelo showed him the annexe and said this is where Franco will be living and asked if he could give it a once over to make sure it was okay for their return, Stefan laughed and told him not to worry about thing.

Part 34 - Tropical Heat Josh hugged and kissed Maddy and David as Bobby and he were about to leave for Barbados, Bobby was a real hit with the Davenport's so much so that he was treated as one of the family. Maddy had grown incredibly fond of Josh over the last few days and loved talking and shopping with him whilst Bobby and David would drum up business for their new company which was a real departure from the businesses David already had. On their last shopping trip the previous day it turned out to be unusual as Maddy was buying clothes for Josh rather than just window shopping, drinking coffee or having lunch. Josh protested but Maddy would have none of it explaining he needed some clothes for his trip as it would be hot. Josh gave up protesting and went with the flow, but much like Ben he couldn't see the point of buying expensive clothes and suggested they went to Target. Maddy had agreed and the limo looked out of place in the parking lot, they spent most of the half an hour in there laughing as Josh kept holding up dresses for Maddy to try on at one point Josh fell on the floor in hysterics after she told him the dress would make her look like a cheap prostitute. It caused a couple of the security guards to approach them in the aisle bringing Josh back to his senses and apologising for making so much noise. They both laughed their way out of the store in to the limo where she told the driver to take them to Rodeo. "Have a good trip guys and if you need anything you only have to call" David said as Bobby got in the limo. Maddy hugged Josh one last time "Going to take you proper shopping when you get back". Josh laughed "Oooh Walmart" he joked getting in to the limo. Maddy went to close the door "Over my dead body Josh". David and Maddy waved them off as the limo pulled away and down the drive "Take him shopping?" David asked her. Maddy laughed "Yes, I like Josh a lot and he is better to go out with than the housewives of Beverly Hills". David shook his head "I know what a shopping trip means, maybe Bobby and I will come with you" he said kissing her. "Sounds like a good idea" Maddy replied pinching his ass. The engines throttled in to reverse thrust slowing the aircraft down on the runway at Barbados airport finally turning off and heading along the taxi way to the terminal building. Josh was excited but could only see the lights marking the route, the blast of the warm tropical air filled the cabin as the doors opened. Once through the building they were met by the Salinger limo driver and were on their way Josh turned his phone on and saw a text come through from Mark opening it he read it aloud to Bobby 'You are staying with us as we have a 2 bed suite, have arranged it with the hotel managers, can't wait to see you both'. Bobby smiled watching Josh and leaned back in the seat taking Josh's hand in his, all the excitement and travelling had done Josh in and he quickly dozed off resting his head against Bobby's shoulder. The limo pulled up to the Orchid Wind entrance where Mark and Ben stood with Daniel waiting for their arrival. Bobby ran over to say hello to Mark and Ben hugging and kissing before going to back to get Josh out of the limo. "He fell asleep to much excitement and I think your mother wore him out" Bobby looked back laughing. Mark looked at Ben "My mother?" Mark asked looking surprised. Bobby pulled Josh out "Yeah she's been taking him shopping and lunching every day since you left". Mark chuckled "She has found a new friend then". Josh sleepily walked over "Hi" he said hugging and kissing them both. Ben was giggling "Wake up Josh, this is Daniel..." he started saying. Josh hugged and kissed Daniel before realising "Oh sorry I didn't mean... wow your sexy!" he blurted out "Josh how inappropriate" Ben said chastising him whilst Bobby and Mark laughed behind them. Daniel smiled "How cute you are Josh" he said winking at him. Daniel looked at Bobby "And Bobby nice to meet you" he said with a disarming smile. Daniel was quite taken back by Bobby and his dazzling looks, he contained himself enough to escort them through to the suite and handing them their keys. Josh was dozing on the terrace sofa whilst Mark, Ben and Bobby sat chatting, finally rested enough Josh was feeling hot in the warm air and stripped off then jumped in to the pool to cool down. Ben stripped off the clothes he had on which wasn't much and jumped in after Josh. "Feeling better now?" he said wading towards him. Josh nodded "The journey was tiring and I think all the shopping I did with Maddy knackered me out" he said smiling. Ben put his arms around Josh and kissed him "How are things, you know?" he asked quietly. Josh held on to Ben "Really good, I mean what is there not to like he is sex on legs" he giggled. Mark stood up and went inside and returned with Daniel who had knocked on the door "Not intruding am I?" he asked. "Not at all" Mark replied laughing seeing the look on Daniel's face at Ben and Josh in the pool kissing. Daniel looked at Mark "Is this normal?" he asked sounding alarmed. Bobby laughed putting his arm around Mark "Shocked me at first but it is just how they are". "But kissing like that, don't you get worried?" Daniel asked looking at them both. Mark shook his head "No, we are all very close and secure with each other" he said. Daniel looked back at the pool "So... I mean do you all have sex?" he asked looking a little embarrassed. "No, oral sex is okay but intimate sex only with your partner" Mark said patting Daniel's shoulder. "Oh right, I have just never seen anything like this, apart from an orgy" Daniel laughed nervously. Mark smiled "Danny you need to make sure you draw a line with them so they know not to cross it" he said making sure Daniel understood. Daniel nodded "I see" he replied looking at his phone which pinged signifying a message. "Sorry I need to leave as Steve and Callum have arrived" Daniel said excusing himself but turning back to take one last look at Josh and Ben. "Where are you going Danny?" Ben called from the pool still wrapped around Josh. Daniel turned "Our friends have arrived" he replied. "You coming back?" Ben asked letting go of Josh and wandering over to the side of the pool. Daniel smiled "I will see" he turned to Bobby and Mark "I will send you some coffee and sandwiches". "Thanks Daniel" Bobby said walking over to the pool. Mark walked Daniel to the door "So I guess your friends are not like this?". Daniel shook his head "No, there was a lot of flirting when I first met them" he replied. Mark smiled "Just like Ben and you when you first met" he suggested chuckling. Daniel threw his head back laughing hard "Was it that obvious, I just don't know what came over me". Steve and Callum were tired as there flight had been delayed by 4 hours due to snowfall at the airport they had a quick catch up before retiring to bed in the second bedroom of Daniel and Jordan's suite. Jordan went off to get the sandwiches whilst Daniel went back to next door. Ethan laid in Angelo's arms on the sofa cuddling up and laughing at Angelo's conversation with Tony on the phone, all he could get from it was if Tony could get the 4 days off work over new year and Angelo telling Tony that it was settled and not to argue any more. Angelo made a call to Maddy and was excited to tell her that it was all sorted their end but he had to have the meeting with Raffa in the morning before they could leave. Ethan stroked the supple muscles in Angelo's arm whilst his hand caressed Ethan's chest as he ended the phone call, Ethan looked up at him who smiled and kissed him. "You need to pack we are going away for 3 days tomorrow for new year" He said pushing Ethan forward. Ethan stood up "Where are we going?" he asked as Angelo stood and picked him up hugging him. "To see Mark and Ben but it is a surprise, Adam and Tony are coming as well as Mark's parents" He said. Ethan kissed Angelo several times "Barbados eh". Ethan turned and sat on his lap facing him as his hands traced up and down Angelo's arms, slipping up the t-shirt and feeling those firm pecs and also a definite firming under his ass. Angelo rested his head back smiling as Ethan leaned forward tenderly he kissed Angelo's neck and worked his way around and under his chin nibbling as he moved up until his mouth was greeted by Angelo's. Ethan was partly reminded that this was reminiscent to how they started where Angelo was in charge and lead him to his first gay experience. But this time Ethan was determined to take control and set the pace but he couldn't resist and his ass was already grinding down hard on Angelo's now rock hard cock, he felt those muscled arms circling around his torso as they hands made their into his underwear and cupped hit ass cheeks, using the movement in his wrists to force Ethan's underwear further down exposing his ass. Ethan sank his tongue into Angelo's mouth his hands resting on top of Angelo's head as he kissed him continuously, the hands cupping his ass began to pull his cheeks apart. Ethan kissed him harder then lifted his head up as he wanted to control their love making but he was loosing self control and just wanted to feel the full force of Angelo, it had been a while since they had hard dominate sex when Angelo liked to show Ethan his place as he was owned and belonged to him. Angelo pushed Ethan off his lap as he stood up and turned Ethan over so he was kneeling on the edge with his head over the back of the sofa. Ethan had no time to react as he felt the pain as Angelo bit his ass playfully sliding his underwear down so his ass was now exposed as the hands wondered around his cheeks. Angelo bent over and nipped the other cheek as Ethan moaned and laughed, suddenly he let out a loud gasp and cry of delight as Angelo's tongue trailed up across his hole followed, again he felt the warmth from Angelo's tongue lick deeper across his hole. Ethan began begging for Angelo to own him 'God Angelo take me I need you to take me' he rasped in a deep erotic voice as Angelo dived in deeper with his tongue sending quivers down Ethan's legs. Ethan felt another deep forceful lick up across his hole which continued along his lower back moving up towards his shoulders. Ethan threw his head forward and moaned loudly his ass parted seamlessly as Angelo's cock opened him up and he slipped a couple of inches in before he stood up right grabbing Ethan's hips tight he made small thrusting gestures 'fuck me Angelo please' Ethan cried from behind the sofa, it was all Angelo wanted to hear as he gripped hold harder on to Ethan and plunged the rest of his shaft hard and deep in to his property. Natural instinct took over as Ethan tried to pull away and arch his back but the hands held on tight keeping him in place as Angelo began to fuck harder and harder. Angelo knew Ethan's limits and held back from releasing the true brutality that he could, instead he kept his cock deep inside but at the same time he jack hammered Ethan hard. Ethan powerless to escape was pounding his hands on the back of the sofa and whipping his head from side to side 'who owns you' Angelo called then slapping Ethan's ass as he continued fucking him 'You do, aahhh, Angelo owns me I belong to you' Ethan turned his head to look at Angelo smiling at him but concentrating on the job in hand 'dam right I own you'. His ass was beginning to feel sore this was not far off the abuse he got the night he pushed Angelo away, but he loved Angelo and loved the feeling of being his. Angelo gave a pre orgasm moan from deep in his chest indicating that his seed was on the move, Ethan was pushing his ass back wanting more of Angelo 'yeah what does my boy want' Angelo asked slapping Ethan's ass slightly harder this time, 'breeding, I need your seed, show me you own me' he managed to get the words out as Angelo's thrusting had sped up and was now rapidly fucking Ethan and his cock was swelling getting ready to fire. Angelo collapsed forward on to Ethan his arms wrapping around Ethan holding him purposefully deep on to his cock as his hip jabbed forward hard locking his cock deep inside Ethan 'fuck yeah baby' he kissed Ethan's neck through his own body shuddering as began releasing his seed in to his lover. Ethan moaned and yelped several times feeling the cock pushing it's way deeper inside his body. Angelo panted heavily and his hips continued thrusting up and grinding against Ethan's ass, his arms still locked tightly around Ethan holding him close 'dirty slut' Angelo said as felt the splatting of Ethan's orgasm coating his arms. His orgasm was so strong his ass kept backing up on to Angelo's cock 'oh my god ahhh, ahhh' he moaned continuously as if he was never going to come down from sexual pleasure. Angelo held on to him until he felt Ethan's body relaxing 'wow Ethan that was awesome' Angelo said kissing his neck, Ethan turned his head and kissed Angelo 'you don't need to tell me' he laughed. Angelo pulled Ethan on top of him as ha laid on the sofa with Ethan still firmly in his arms and on his cock. "Eldred will be here shortly" Daniel said sitting down with Mark and Bobby. "Oh my god I don't believe it" Bobby said turning his head seeing Jordan behind Eldred carrying sandwiches. Daniel turned and smiled "That is my partner Jordan". "Holy crap Daniel" Bobby said looking at him "That is Jordan Levine". Daniel nodded "Ah you know him from his acting days?" he asked. Bobby nodded "Well I interviewed him over a year ago and err...". Jordan placed the sandwiches down "Here you go... Oh, you look familiar" he said looking at Bobby. "Yes I interviewed you for Out magazine about 18 months ago" Bobby said jogging Jordan's memory. Jordan sat down "Oh yes, it was more than interviewed" he said smiling "I nearly left my boyfriend afterwards". Bobby looked a little embarrassed "I guess your not with him anymore?" he asked. Jordan nodded "He died at Thanksgiving" he was looking at Bobby intently "Bel Air Hilton" he said. Bobby nodded "Yes, but I am sorry I didn't know he had passed away" Bobby replied looking shocked. "It was a car accident" Daniel said holding Jordan's hand. Bobby was quick enough to put the pieces together and looked at Daniel "Oh Santa Monica?" Jordan nodded "Yes that one" he said confirming Bobby's suspicion. "You did say off the record that he was slightly unhinged and dangerous" Bobby said looking at Jordan. Daniel shook his head "Unhinged is not a word I would have associated him with" he replied. Daniel and Mark were looking at them both "So what went on here?" Daniel asked. Jordan looked at Daniel "We ended up in bed together but it was long before we met" he said hoping Daniel would not take it the wrong way. Daniel laughed "Good isn't he" he said looking at Bobby. Unsure what to say he nodded "Oh yes, but I don't think we even made it to the bed" Bobby replied. Jordan laughed "Well I had to make sure I got a good write up". "And did you?" Mark asked chuckling "I mean get a good write up as well as good sex?". "He got a glowing write up" Bobby said remembering fondly the sex they had. Daniel giggled "So are you dating Josh?" he looked towards the pool and Josh. Bobby smiled "Getting there, I like him so much but he is a bit cautious and a loose cannon sometimes". Mark laughed "Josh is definitely a wild child" he said watching as the boys got out of the pool. Josh leaned over Bobby and kissed him deeply "I'm hungry" he said. Ben grabbed Daniels arms pulling him out of his chair "Come on pretty boy lets get you all nice and wet". Daniel was laughing but soon stopped as Ben pulled down Daniel's shorts "What are you doing that is so undignified?". "Stop being a wuss" Ben said getting Daniel naked he looked down and nodded "British wrapped sausage" he laughed. Daniel pushed Ben into the pool "Don't call me British sausage or pretty boy" he called before jumping in the pool giving chase to Ben. Jordan watched laughing "God he is so British" he said as Josh ran past and jumped in the pool as well. "We did warn Danny to draw a line with them otherwise they will end up kissing him" Mark said looking cautiously at Jordan. Jordan laughed "As long as I know about it it's not a problem, but Danny may not take to kindly to it". Bobby chuckled "Well Josh has already kissed him by accident as he was a bit sleepy when he arrived. "Hmm I know, Danny told me he was a bit of hussy kissing him. But I think he quite likes Josh and Ben" he said nodding in their direction. Mark stood and stripped off "Be honest and tell us if things get a little weird Jordan, coming in". Bobby stripped and jumped in the pool behind Mark whilst Jordan called Eldred and asked him to bring some champagne and six glasses, he then stripped and jumped in the pool. Ben clambered over to Jordan pushing himself up against his muscled body and going all giddy 'Just as good as Angelo' he announced swimming away leaving Jordan looking perplexed at his comment. Josh came over and inspected Jordan as well laughing and splashing him as Jordan gave chase but Josh hid behind Bobby for protection but Jordan's eye was caught by Bobby's tattoo. "I don't remember you having a tattoo there" Jordan looked down at the scorpion. Bobby winked "A little gift from our night" he said making a grab for Josh behind him. "Was it me?" Jordan remembered that they had indeed had bareback sex about five times that night. Bobby faced him "Can't say definitely but think so" he said smiling at him. Jordan's expression changed "Your not mad at me then?". Bobby laughed "Not at all Jordan, thanks to you I have the best sex ever now". Daniel came over "Why you looking so serious Jordy?" he asked. "He just found out he may have been the one who converted me" Bobby said looking at Daniel. Daniel smiled "Must have been good sex then" running his hand down Bobby's chest "Beautiful" he said. "Danny!" Jordan said shaking his head "now who is the hussy?" he said as Daniel kissed him. Jordan got hold of Josh and pulled him around in front of him holding him tight in his arms "This one is so cute" he laughed. Jordan was enjoying seeing Daniel relax and be a little more free within himself, no doubt it was the effect of this group of extraordinary group of guys who were lovers and friends. The way Daniel was interacting with them reminded him of Steve and Callum when he first met Daniel properly, he was in no doubt this was going to end up as a group of long term friends. Bobby came over to Jordan who put his arm around Bobby's shoulder. "So are you and Josh having bareback sex" Jordan asked him quietly. Bobby nodded "Yes he is aware of my status but he insisted on bareback sex and well I couldn't resist". Mark swam over "You look like your having a serious conversation" he joked. Mark nodded listening to them "Awkward" he laughed "I am as well" he said to Jordan. "And Ben?" Jordan asked looking over at him. Mark glanced at him "No, he seems to be dodging the bullet despite how much sex we have, and no, he won't go on PREP". Jordan smiled "Danny is neg and he takes PREP". If anything it made Jordan feel a little more at ease with Mark and Bobby now they all knew about each other and strangely brought them closer together. It wasn't long before they were all drinking champagne and chilling out like a family on holiday, Josh and Ben had taken a big shine to Jordan whilst Daniel sat between Mark and Bobby quite happy in himself that in private he could be the real Daniel he wanted to be. Jordan was laughing hard as Ben kept spilling champagne down Jordan's chest and licking it off as Daniel was taking pictures and videos of their antics. The evening sped by and it wasn't long before Daniel and Jordan excused themselves as they had work in the morning. Ben informed Josh he would be getting him up early to swim in the sea. The morning was breaking and the last of the stars were fading in the clear sky, Steve stood on the terrace partly naked as Callum came out to join him and handed him his swimming trunks and beach towel 'Come on I can't wait to get on the beach' he said to Steve caressing his ass. They both walked down to the deserted beach dropped their towels waded in to the water and began gently swimming around occasionally stopping to have a kiss before continuing. Ben shook Josh awake who was feeling tired and didn't want to get up but Ben was showing no sign of letting up, he clambered out of the bed and rummaged through his suitcase to find the trunks Maddy had brought him. Bobby turned over and mumbled he would come down in an hour and join them before falling back to sleep. They headed out and Josh remarked on how weird it was with no one else around as they crossed the pool terrace and down on to the beach. Josh stood there taking in how serene it looked with just the gentle washing sound of the small waves brushing the shoreline, he put his arm around Ben commenting on how perfect everything seemed and it was such a far cry from the beaches they were use to seeing up state. Ben could make out the two figures swimming side by side and occasionally stopping to chat and wade around, he didn't recognise either of them but he could tell they were quite young. Josh stood in the water sounding like he was going to orgasm feeling the warm Caribbean sea lapping at his legs, Ben splashed his way in throwing water over Josh who laughed loudly and began splashing Ben back. They were so preoccupied in fun with each other they didn't notice Callum and Steve swimming towards them. Steve called out to them 'Are you going to stand there all day or come in, the water is lovely'. Ben and Josh were quietly stunned by how good looking they both were together "In our own time" Josh said giggling. Ben looked at Josh "I wonder if they are the friends of Danny?" he said splashing water back at Josh. "I think they could be they are British and definitely a couple" Josh replied watching them swimming "the younger one is worth doing". Ben waded in further "Josh you have a man, come on" he said to Josh who followed him. It didn't take long for Callum to pick on Josh as they played around in the water splashing and swimming mocking each others accents and laughing. Ben on the other hand was gently swimming around talking with Steve and finding out that they were the relief managers of the hotel for Daniel and Jordan as well as being close friends with them. Callum spotted two young men on the beach "Hello, is this place full of gay men?". Josh turned to look and laughed "The one of the left is Ben's husband Mark". "And the one on the right?" Callum asked swimming closer to Josh. Josh smiled and winked at Josh "That is Bobby and he is mine". It was the first time Josh had actually referred to Bobby as being his and it sent a fuzzy feeling through his body, he had to stop himself and wondered if he actually was falling in love with him but. His through abruptly interrupted by Callum splashing him again then swimming off laughing so Josh gave chase. Mark and Bobby swam out and met Steve and Callum chatting for a few moments before Josh pulled Bobby away, his legs wrapped around Bobby's body and arms around his neck. He felt Bobby's erection in his swimming trunks and smiled before kissing him 'I am falling for you Bobby' he said quietly to him, Bobby looked him in the eye and smiled and kissed him back. Daniel crossed the beach with Cael carrying some sun beds and spotting the six of them in the sea he shouted out 'I see you have all met' he laughed and carried on as Nicky and the kids appeared and spotted Callum and Steve, they ran in to the water screaming with happiness at seeing them there. Josh and Ben were coerced in to joining in whilst Mark and Bobby swam around chatting with Nicky in the shallow waters as Daniel brought juices down for everyone. Jack knocked on the door and opened it calling out to Angelo and Ethan who called out that they were in the kitchen. Angelo and Jack had a long discussion over options for the company if he decided to sell all or part of it, Ethan didn't sound to happy as he knew how much it meant to Angelo, but on the other hand it could open up new opportunities. By 9am they set off to Westchester where they were to meet Raffa and his legal team. Jack put his hand on Angelo's shoulder and told him that if he wanted to back away he only had to say, Angelo maintained that in any event the only thing that mattered was the safeguarding of his employees. The one thing Jack couldn't comprehend was that Angelo didn't really give much thought or grasp at the value of his company, all that mattered was that it turned a tidy profit. Jack had gone through the books and valued the company, he also had an initial conversation with Raffa's legal team who verified the state of the business and valuation. They parked up and grabbed a coffee before heading in to the office and the meeting room. Jack looked at Angelo "Do you know how much your company is valued at Angelo?" he asked shuffling papers. Angelo sat down next to Ethan "No, it makes money so I have never really looked in to it" he replied. Jack shook his head smiling "If you sell what do you plan to do?". Angelo shrugged his shoulders "Spend some time in LA, I know Ethan misses Ben already". Jack sat down and looked at them both "Ellie thinks you will move to LA" he said looking for a response. "I loved it out there dad I can't deny it, but moving there... I don't know" Ethan said looking at Angelo. "Hey, if the opportunity is there and it is what you both want take it" Jack said sincerely as his phone rang. Jack stood up and went to get Raffa and his team, Jordan anticipated that things would go back to their very first meeting and all official like but Raffa came in and gave Jordan a hand shake and hug as he always did now when meeting him. They got down to business right away and Raffa began spelling out what his vision was before laying his cards on the table, the one thing Angelo knew from the off was that he didn't see his future without the company he built, he also didn't want to be in a position where he had nothing to do after all it that is what was driving him apart from Ethan. Angelo sat there looking at the three offers with Ethan as Jack chatted with Raffa, he was a little shocked and still found it hard to comprehend some of the figures being bantered about. Ethan could understand enough to see that Raffa wanted Angelo to stay on no matter which offer was taken, he looked at Angelo and suggested they take a little walk and discuss things. Raffa sat anxiously sipping his coffee and watching Angelo and Ethan outside sitting on the bench talking, Jack came over and asked Raffa which was his preferred offer. Raffa didn't hesitate and said he wanted the partnership deal more than anything, Jack smiled telling him that offer 3 made sense and came at just the right time but ultimately it would be down to family ties to the area. Jack and Raffa had deliberately kept the numbers out of the documents for now until Angelo had made a decision. Angelo sat back on the bench "I know which offer I like but what one do you think?" he asked Ethan. "It's not my company Angelo" he said looking at him "It has to be a decision that is right for you". Angelo shook his head "No Ethan, you are my life and you have as much say in this" he reiterated several times to Ethan. Ethan looked around feeling the biting wind "That one" he pointed to the option. Angelo smiled "That was a definite decision" he said looking again at the paragraph "That's the one I chose". Ethan gulped "It's a big decision Angelo, there will be some unhappy people" he said shivering as another gust of wind went through him. Angelo looked at him "That's it I see how much you hate the cold" he laughed standing up. Ethan stood up "Okay let's see what the offer is in real terms". They walked back in to the meeting room "I think were ready to talk figures" Angelo said sitting down. "Come on Angelo tell me which one you prefer" Raffa said leaning forward over the table. Angelo pointed "Offer 3, partnership" he looked up at Raffa who was beaming. "Are you sure about that?" Raffa asked waiting for confirmation. "Yes" Angelo nodded "Once we see the figures for a 50/50 ownership" he said relaying what Ethan had said earlier. Raffa held out his hand as his legal assistant who handed him the full offer and Raffa began going through the current business state and confirming the open book valuation at $70 million with employee salary and position protection. Angelo sat there stunned looking at Raffa. "Did I hear you correctly?" Angelo finally asked unsure if he heard right. Raffa sat back in his chair "Yes, 50/50 partnership so $35 million to buy half of the company". Ethan sat with his mouth open " Ethan back in the room" Jack said snapping his fingers and laughing "Sorry about my son". "Oh sorry, $35 million..." Ethan trailed off and looked at Angelo, Raffa panicked thinking that maybe it was undervalued. "Let's say $40 million the additional is to help you relocate and set up home" Raffa offered hoping it was enough. Angelo sat there watching as Raffa changed the copy to read $40 million, he looked at Jack who nodded but he was still bewildered and looked at Ethan who was smiling. "Well?" he asked Ethan looking for confirmation "What do you think?". Ethan took his hand "It makes no difference to me Angelo, if it feels right then you should but only if it is what you want". "What about moving to LA?" Angelo asked "I will only do it if you agree to the move" he looked between Jack and Ethan. Ethan looked at his father who smiled and nodded "I will always be with you Angelo". "I understand it is a big thing asking you to move to the west coast to set up the company there as well" Raffa said "What can I do to make it happen?". "Up it by $2 million, half to my family and half to Ethan's family" Angelo said and stopped Jack from protesting. Raffa changed it to $42 million "Angelo anything for you, you must understand how much I admire you setting up this business". Angelo stood and held out his hand to Raffa "Ethan is happy so am I, we have a deal Raffa". Ethan had to drag Angelo out as Jack was taking them to the airport where they would meet up with Tony and Adam, paranoid Ethan kept checking to make sure they had all their documents, he was excited and doubly so now whilst Angelo was still in a little shock as he left the building realising they had become millionaires. Angelo suddenly stopped "Oh but what about Adam and Tony, we can't just leave them" he had a concerned look. "You have a new office to set up so surely you can find them a job" Jack suggested stopping the car. Ethan got out "Well we have a few hours on the flight to persuade them" reaching in to grab his bag. Angelo opened the trunk to get their cases out "Yes but not pressure on them they have to decide". Jack came over to the curb side "Remember you have seven days if you change your mind". Angelo stood there looking at Jack "What do you really think Jack?" he asked him. "It's a very good deal Angelo and has made you very wealthy but you didn't need to do what did for us" he said putting his hand on his shoulder. Angelo smiled "It has made Ethan and I wealthy" he corrected him "but it also means moving to LA and I want to be sure you can visit". Jack put his arm around Ethan "We will miss you but you have your own futures to write". Angelo and Ethan said good bye to Jack and headed in to the terminal building and met up with Adam and Tony heading to the lounge. They broke the news to them straight away and Angelo offered them both jobs in LA which fell on an awkward silence, Adam knew Tony was very much in love with Larchmont and the lives they were building, Adam was also happy and didn't think that LA would be the right move just yet. Tony turned to Adam and seeing the look on his face he already knew what Adam was thinking. "It is a great offer Angelo but I am not sure we want to move" Tony responded first "Adam?". Adam shook his head "I like NY to much, please don't be offended or upset" he said seeing Ethan looking sad. "We understand guys and we just didn't want to leave you out" Angelo said leaning forward. Ethan nodded "You both done so much for me, it will be sad not having you around but I respect your decision". "We will see a lot of each other try and keep us away" Tony said holding Ethan's hand. The airline agent informed the guys their flight was boarding and they headed down to the gate.

Years ago when I was in Amsterdam, at a bar one weeknight, very late night, my drink was drugged, went into bathroom to be sick, and a guy came up behind me, pulled my pants down and stuck his cock in me right there as I leaned over the sink. I did not really stop him, but was not totally together, then a other guy fucked and bred me, then another. Never really sure how many bred me. I knew I was faggot trash when I was on bathroom floor, my naked ass on wet cold tile floor, my wet underwear and jeans at my ankles, Others guys walking into piss, stepping around me and one spit on me. I stood up, bent over to pull up my jeans, cum/blood running down my legs and staggered out to the bar — when I decided liked it, I knew what I was!

I’ve been reading Toxic conversion stories as far back as the early days of Bugshare back when they had a forum similar to this one. father/son and uncle/nephew stories have always been some of the best due to the added perversion of having incest put into the mix. Aside from adding a boyfriend of the uncle to help corrupt, having the kid a “top” adds another level to the perversion with him spreading the strain eventually to a new generation. i hope as things go on, he is instructed about the importance of passing on his Families Legacy... and DNA

I converted to POZ less than a month ago and one of the agreements I had with my Breeder was that I would fuck my newly charged nut into a neg boy of His choosing. I never topped in my life but by being made to breed that neg hole, something went off in my head, maybe it was the bug effecting my brain, that I have a duty to help other guys fulfill their gay destiny and become POZ. I even found a will barboy to swap fucks with and he's been taking my newly POZ seed for a couple weeks now and I've been taking his neg but converting loads. Another member on here helped me to realize how special and powerful my new loads are and it's my duty and obligation to gift my POZ seed to other guys to keep the bug brotherhood growing and to keep getting new strains fucked into my POZ hole to make my nut even stronger and more toxic. So yea, becoming POZ does make me more sex crazy to keep taking POZ loads and to spread mine. POZ seed really is a gift!

5. Hector I looked at the clock. It was 7:45. The sun was already shining bright. It had been ninety minutes since the faggot boy up on 54 had carefully crept out of the building. It was the advantage of the motion sensing system; even as lazy as I was, I still saw most of what happened in the early hours. But it was getting busier. If he came home much later, I wasn't going to get a chance to fuck him over. I shifted slightly in my seat. My dick was definitely in the mood to fuck him over, and it was making even sitting a bit uncomfortable. Just as soon as I adjusted myself, I looked at the screen. The faggot boy was coming back. I killed the key reader at the back. He was going to have to come in through the front. Come in through me. He went up to the door, swiped his card, and nothing happened. He swiped it again, before noticing the LED wasn't even lit. He stood up, and started to head to the front. Just to fuck with him, I turned the reader back on just as soon as he rounded the corner. If he went back, it would be mysteriously working again. But I didn't have to bother. He came straight in, right up to me. "Hey, you know the card reader in the back isn't working?" I tried not to laugh. His fake bravado was undercut by the cum dried on his face. "I've heard that. We've got someone coming to look at it soon. In the meantime, let's double check your card is working right." I stood up and motioned the boy to follow me into the storage room in the back. He knew exactly what I had planned for him and he followed me without another word. "Your card," I asked, as I carefully locked the door behind us. He handed it over to me. His swagger from thirty seconds ago was gone. Another minute, he'd be on his knees, sucking my cock. Another five minutes, and I'd be fucking his hole hard, deep, and raw. "You're out early today," I said. "What were you doing?" He looked down; he was properly embarrassed about what he had been doing even without saying a word. "Oh, I was hanging out with friends." He tried to be nonchalant about it. "At 8:00am?" I asked. I leaned up against one of the storage racks. It was filled with packages residents still hadn't yet picked up. "Was one of your friends named Tina?" "Yeah," he said, sheepishly. He still wasn't meeting my eyes. This was hardly the first time he had told me about partying. "From the cum smeared across your face, seems like you had a good time." "Yeah," he repeated, still looking down. This wasn't even the first time he had been back here with me. He was still fully dressed; it was presumptuous of a faggot like him to not have already stripped down for me. "Bet you need more," I said. "Strip, faggot." That I even had to ask was a mistake he was going to atone for soon enough. He pulled off his shirt. His shorts were riding low enough that I could see the waist band of his jockstrap and his pubes sticking out from under it. But his chest was just as smooth as ever. "Shorts too," I said. "Your ass is your best asset." "Yes, sir," he said. At least he hadn't forgotten how to address a real man. "Show me your hole," I said. He turned away from me, spread his legs and bent over. His ass cheeks were perfect: half melons, hard from muscle, framed by the straps of his jock. He reached back and pulled one cheek to the side. The simple act gave me a clear view of his hole, smooth and hairless, ready to welcome my uncut brown cock and my thick Latino cum. "You're gonna get fucked, faggot," I said. "Please, Sir," he said, grabbing his other cheek. His hole was completely exposed, and my dick was throbbing in my pants. All that was important was I needed to get my dick into his hole. I didn't even bother stripping down; I just unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. Through his legs, the cocksucker stared as my dick emerged, his eyes locked on my shaft. "Put it in me," he murmured. "All the way in your culo," I said. "You already seeded?" "No. Just sucked my bud off." His legs were starting to shake a bit; he was tweaking hard, and he needed something to focus on. I knew just the thing to help him. I walked over to where he was bent over and lined up my cock with his hole. I spit on it a few times; he deserved a bit of lube. "Fuck. Be slow." "Why," I started, and pressed my dick against his hole. "Should," I continued, as I rammed into him, brutally opening him up. "I." Two inches of my shaft disappeared into his hole. "Care." Another five inches entered his body. "Fuck," he gasped. "Not so..." he started. But I cut him off. "Shut the fuck up, faggot. No one cares what a cocksucker says." I paused for a second, mostly to enjoy the sensation of a hot, wet hole welcoming my dick. The shift had been utterly boring, and it was nice to have some fun right before I had to head back home. It was particularly nice to be able to pound this particular faggot's hole. He had been out of town for a few days, and I had missed the way his hole sucked in my dick and then milked it dry. This was the natural order of the world, a man like me enjoying some stupid faggot's body. I pushed the last inch of my dick into the young man's hole. He gasped but that only made my cock harder. "You still got any favors?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "I do. Pipe's empty, but I've got some more tina." "My pipe's just fine," I said. I pulled my dick out. It was clean, although already shiny with spit and ass juice. "Get me your stash, and bend over the desk." He pulled a zippered case out of his shorts. He opened it and pulled out a small baggie. It was full of water-clear crystals. It had been years since I had been able to enjoy; I got tested too often on this job to risk partying any longer. But it didn't mean I didn't enjoy getting a faggot fucked up and revel in the depravity that ensued. "Give it here," I said. He handed it over without protest. From the weight, I guessed it was nearly five grams; the faggot wasn't messing around today. "And fucking bend over," I repeated, when he hesitated and instead watched what I was doing with the tina. "Yes sir," he said meekly and bent over the desk, his head pressed against the smooth wood surface, his face carefully bent away from me. I opened the bag of crystal, and removed a single small shard. Still, it was going to be more than enough for what I had planned. I stuck my pinky under my foreskin, lifting it up just enough to stick the shard underneath. It would melt a bit, and give me a bit of a high. But most of it would land in the poor tweaker boy's ass, pushing him sky-high. It scratched a bit, and the familiar burn came soon after. I spit on my dick twice, then lined it up with my boy's asshole. "Fucking take it, puta," I grunted, as I pressed my dick back into his hole. There was just enough spit for it to enter easily. But, at about inch four, I felt my foreskin slide back. The motion released my dickhead's first mind-altering payload directly into the faggot's tender asshole. "Fuck," the boy said. "You fucking dosed me." "I'm sorry," I said. I slapped his ass just in case he needed to be reminded of who was in charge here. "I didn't hear what you said." "Fuck," he hissed under his breath. I pushed my dick a bit deeper, feeling the shard scrape against our shared skin. He gasped, but managed to force himself to speak. "Thank you, Sir." "Hell yeah," I said. I pushed my dick the rest of the way in, feeling my pre-cum begin to drip. It was helping to lube up the boy and to melt the crystal. "You're gonna get a big fucking load. Straight from my goddamn Latin dick." "Fuckin' A!" he yelped. I slapped his ass. I didn't want anything interrupting this, or at least not before I had gotten my nut off in him. "Better remember how to enjoy it," I said. "Cause I'm not stopping until I cum in that tweaked-out ass of yours." I slid out a few inches, then shoved my dick back into the boy. As I did so, the shard broke up. I hardly cared. If anything, the smaller fragments would get absorbed far faster and that meant I could properly rape-fuck the faggot. "And I'm not pulling out, either." "Please Sir," he gasped. I reached under him and grabbed his balls. Like his cock, they had shrunk a bit under the influence of the crystal. I squeezed them, just hard enough to remind him who was in charge. "Fuck, Sir. Please Sir. Give me your load." He struggled a little bit, but not enough to matter. It only served to force my shaft deeper into his body. "That's what I like to hear, tweaker boy," I said. I squeezed his balls a little harder. His ass clenched, as he struggled to deal with the pain. My dick twitched in reaction and dripped more pre-cum into him. From previous encounters, I knew he was a total slut. The dried cum on his face only re-enforced that perception. I hoped the next guy liked sloppy seconds, because by the time I had finished seeding his hole, he was going to be burping cum. "And stop fighting it. We both know you love getting fucked hard." He relaxed slightly, and I took the opportunity to slam my dick deep into his guts. He immediately clenched back up, but it only served to lock my dick right in place in his ass. "Just take it faggot," I said, grabbing his waist, and levering myself another half inch into his body. His body was completely my play thing now, and I wasn't going to take anything less than full domination. For both of us, me dominating him was the right thing to do. Faggots were always happier when they had a real man's cock in their mouth or ass and men were always happier when they didn't have to hold back. He wasn't the only arrogant faggot in the building. They acted so superior, until they saw my dick and then they were powerless to say no to anything I asked of them. I started dosing guys three years ago. A year later, I stopped bothering with condoms. It was bareback or nothing. If anything, they started coming more often. Another year, and I stopped listening to them tell me how it felt. All that was important was how it felt for me. I pulled my dick out and slammed it back in. His ass struggled to take me in, but that was part of the attraction. Something taken by force is delectable and satisfying than the plain banality of something freely given. His sudden grunts were all I needed to power through a hard-pounding, deep-dicking hole raping. He struggled for a bit, before my anal assault became too much. I was surprised that he had lasted as long as he did. The tina must have been really kicking in. "Fuck, Sir, Please Sir," he grunted. My dick twitched. There was nothing like a tweaked-out faggot begging for cock that made me drip pre-cum. The utter depravity of a man giving it up for another man, not just allowing me to do this to him, but begging me. "Fuck me, Sir," he repeated over and over again. It was his prayer to the only god he recognized or understood, a man's cock. I pushed my dick in, and held it there. "You want more?" I asked, letting a bit of pre-cum drip out. "Please Sir," he said. The certainty was no longer there. He remembered what had happened times before, when his god was a vengeful god. L pressed my weight against his hole, and my shaft sunk in deeper. He moaned, it was hard to tell if it was from pleasure or pain. It was harder for me to care which it was. His hole felt just fine squeezing and milking my shaft. "Um," he started. "Um, Maybe," he continued. It was hard for him to get the words out. "I'm not sure." It was now clear it wasn't pleasure any longer. It's hurting a bit." I moaned in pleasure. There was something about eliciting that reaction from him that felt like I had just unlocked a personal accomplishment. I pulled out from his hole. Not all the way, but enough to make him think it might be over. "Oh?" I asked. I gently stroked his hole with my shaft. "You know, we don't have to do this. Ever." I put the emphasis on the last word. I had always made it clear with my faggots that they were free to say no. But their "no" would be final. I'd never touch them again. I can't say it wasn't difficult; when some of the pitiful little faggots came back begging, it was often hard to say no, to busting them up and reminding them what pitiful beasts they were. "But, it's.... it’s so big," he grunted. I smiled and pushed it back into him. "You're hurting me," he grunted. His face was pressed up against the desk with his left cheek pressing against the dusty surface. His face was rigid in pain. My dick was rigid in pleasure. "Oh?" I asked. I started slowly but intently slam-fucking him. Each forceful thrust into his guts elicited a yelp, but despite it, he didn't tell me to stop. "I think I'm enjoying this fuck," I said, as I fell into a steady rhythm of sliding into him, dripping some pre-cum, then pulling out. "Fucking want to pound you," I said, slowly picking up the pace. "Please, Sir," he moaned. But this time, there was no longer the anger and fear in his voice. The crystal I had dosed him with had melted and it was now kicking in. It was the perfect timing; I needed to get off, but I wasn't interested in holding him down. "Breed me Sir, the faggot moaned. With those words, he had given himself completely over to me. "Fucking breed you," I replied. "Breed that faggot hole hard," I grunted as I slammed the entire length of my dick into his hole. He gasped, his eyes widened, but yet, he still managed to clamp that hole tight around my dick. "Breed that faggot hole deep," I grunted as I pulled out and pushed back in, breaking down the last of his resistance to my manhood. "Please Sir, breed me. Give me your seed, Sir." The crystal had worked its magic, and he was now in full-fledged cum slut mode. He would do anything, pay almost any price to get the next load. I checked my watch. Unfortunately, I had only a few more minutes before the next shift would be arriving. I wouldn't be able to put the slut through his full paces, but, there was no way I was going to pass up the chance to nut in him at least once. "Please, Sir," he repeated. His voice was unnaturally even and expressionless. It was the same for his eyes. They were still open, but they were focused on some distant, unknowable point. The crystal had taken him away, and he was lost somewhere in his own world. I slapped his ass hard, and slammed my dick back into him. I didn't want him escaping the utter reality of my fuck. "Fuck!" he grunted, as he jerked back to the inescapable present. "Oh God," he continued. "Fucking big dick," he said. At the last minute, he remembered what he needed to be saying. "Thank you, Sir." I laughed. It was just pure, animal joy. I had gotten my dick up some guy's hole, and he was begging me to cum inside him. I would head some satiated and happy, the faggot would walk home exhausted, sore, and filled with sperm. I hadn't meant the laugh to come across cruel; it was just a laugh. Besides, my need to fuck hard was just as valid as the fag's need to be raped. There was no cruelty in maintaining the proper order of nature. "Just," he started. I slammed my dick into him, and he gasped. "No," I said. "I'm gonna get off the way I want to." Unlike some sluts, he took my cock mostly uncomplaining. I hated a faggot who constantly complained and was not above using some duct tape to keep him quiet. My dick throbbed. As much as I wanted to prolong the pleasure, I was already working on borrowed time. I needed to be at the front desk when the next shift arrived. "Hell yeah," I grunted, and slammed my dick in and out a few times. I finally settled with my cockhead nestled deep in the fag's hole. I held it there for a second, feeling how hot his hole was. I had never used a condom on him. I always fuck a faggot bareback and yet, they never seemed to get knocked up. The entire length of my dick tingled. I pulled out half an inch and then shoved it back in. It was the last bit of stimulation I needed and the monster between my legs took over. My balls clenched up tight and my staff thickened. I heard the fag gasp. "Fucking going to breed you," I said and slammed my dick all the way into his hole. He gasped again. I responded by shooting the first spurt of cum deep in his hole. "Fucking." I shot another spurt of man-juice into his hole. "Breeding." One more jet was injected deep in his hole. "You." I stopped any pretense of speaking, and just unloaded in his ass. Two more spurts landed inside of the cocksucker, then a third and fourth. My orgasm seemed to go on forever, through several more jets of cum. It was the way a real man came. It was intense, demanding, and uncompromising. "Fuck," the fag grunted, his entire body shivering from intensity of my orgasm. "Fuck, please," he moaned. I couldn't tell if he was begging for more, or for less. I went with more, and pushed all the way back into him, and unleashed several more jets. "Fill me up," he grunted. "Fucking fill me with your seed." He had that distant look again. The crystal had convinced him that he wasn't being fucked; it was just his body going through a rough bit. I checked my watch. I had only a few more minutes, and I couldn't get caught for this. It wasn't enough time to fuck him properly, but there was more than enough time to properly fuck him up. "You want it all, faggot?" I ask. "Yeah," he says, his voice once more distant. "Please, Sir. I want it all." I was even getting his permission to fuck him over. I grabbed the little bag of crystal, and extracted another thick shard from it. The cocksucker was already tweaked. This was going to put him into fucking orbit. I almost wished my shift was not coming to an end because it was going to be hot to watch the parade of men arrive to fuck him, then leave not twenty minutes later. "You're going to get it, faggot," I said. I started to pull my dick out of his hole. I was careful not to let any of the cum that I had just injected into him drip out of his hole. It was important that the cocksucker make my fluids part of his body. "Get damn everything," I said, as another few inches of my dick emerged from his hole. It was wet and glossy from the cum, and still impressively thick and hard. "Please, don't pull out," he said. But it was too late. With a wet popping sound, my dickhead slipped from his hole. I silently counted how long it took for his hole to close back up. One second went by, and I could still see the pool of cum in his anus. Then two and three seconds, and his hole tightened up enough to hide the cum. Only after five long and slutty seconds did his ass finally close up. My dick was the one with the power and it had done this to the faggot. My dick twitched in pleasure. "Just wait," I said. I pinched the shard between my thumb and forefinger. I had barely brushed my fingers against his but that it opened up and let me push in. I pushed in past two knuckles before pausing, but eventually, both fingers and their potent cargo were palm-deep in his hole. "There," I said. I released the shard, and carefully pushed the crystal a bit deeper in his hole. "Ooooof," he muttered. "What's that?" I pulled back and quickly found his prostate. I rubbed it twice, which was all he needed to start moaning in pleasure. It would be a minute or two before the warmth really kicked in and he realized that I had dosed him. "Fuck," I said. I slapped his ass; when he looked back, he saw me glancing at my watch. "Gotta get back to work, faggot. Get dressed." He paused, longer than any cocksucker should ever think about an order. I slapped his ass. "Get dressed," I repeated. I stuffed my cock into my underwear and got dressed again. The cocksucker pulled up his shorts, barely even trying to hide his freshly-fucked hole. The cocksucker grabbed the bag of crystal off the desk; I doubt he noticed that there were two fewer shards in it. He looked at me like he was expecting something. "You know what to do," I said. "Yes, Sir," he said. I walked out of the storage area, and back to my desk. Luckily, I was still alone. Which meant that the next shift was now officially late. One minute later, the faggot stepped out of the storage room, closed the door behind him, and went straight to the elevator. I would always watch him, but he had never returned my gaze. Today was no different; he stared down, like he was embarrassed by what he had just done. I looked at my watch again. I laughed. I had gotten my rocks off and I was getting overtime. Not a bad start to my Saturday.

After the hot fuck at the airport (see above) I was horny as hell. Saw that the local sleaze bar (the only one in town) advertised a "hairy jockstrap" night. That was yesterday evening. Pulled on my boots, baseball cap and swimmer jockstrap and went over. Thirty or so guys there. Didn't have to strut around for long. Went into the darkroom, sucked a few cocks and got a few loads in my face. Nobody seemed to be interested in fucking though. Went out, had a beer in the bar and then saw this hairy muscle daddy staring at me. I grabbed my beer and went to the smoking room, which is really very small. He followed me. We chatted a bit. He squeezed my jocked crotch, grabbed my butt and said he liked it. Then asked me if I wanted to fuck. YES! Asked me if I had condoms. NO!. I thought he was going to fuck me right there, but someone else came in. We went to the back of the bar, next to the darkroom. I started sucking him. Not an overly big dick, 7" I think, but thick and cut. He fucked my face, then bent me over, spit on his cock and slided in. This guy knows how to fuck! Went on forever. Hit the right spot and I shot a load already after a few minutes. He continued until I shot a second load. He then grabbed my hips and I felt him shooting. We had a few onlookers by then. He slapped my ass. "See you soon" he said and left. I was still panting. Before I knew it another cock was inside of me. Didn't even see the guy. Fucked me for a few minutes, unloaded and left. Turned around and another guy asked me if I wanted more. Didn't like the look of him so politely declined. Back to the bar and nursed a few beers for an hour or so, chatting with a few guys. Was a bout to leave when I saw these three guys coming in. One of them had a massive bulge. They stood next to me and ordered drinks. I smiled, they smiled back. After a few minutes I took my beer and went to the back. They followed. In short: all three fucked me, one went for seconds (don't know which one). So, six loads. Not bad for a Monday night huh? It's been a while I had so many on one night. My hole hurts but it feels good ;-)