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Hey all thanks again for being so kind with your comments. I only hope I can keep it up to a standard that will keep you coming back! Part 12 Justin came closer to us. He was holding my phone as I had thought. "Why do you have my phone? Are you like taking pics of this?" Justin put his cock up by my lips and like it was a reflex I opened my mouth and began sucking on the head. Mr. Miller was still inside me with my hands on his ass. I wasnt ready to feel him pull out yet. "Don't you worry Jake" Justin said smiling "Fuck that feels good. Oh yeah that tongue is good. Work it Jake. Get it ready for your hole." Mr. Miller put his mouth to my ear. "This is so hot to watch and while I'm still inside you. How many cocks had you sucked before today Jake?" I grabbed Justin's cock with one of my hands and used the other to pull Mr. Miller in tighter so I could answer his question. "None. I only sucked Mr. Kelly a little before you guys got here but I wasn't very good." "You were fine son." I could hear Mr. Kelly but I couldn't see him. I put Justin's cock back into my mouth. Mr. Miller whispered into my ear. "I would love to give you a lesson right now." He turned his head up to Justin. "Justin, how would you like to be the first guy to cum in Jake's mouth? Be the first load he swallows?" I had an easy angle looking up at him. He was smiling big. "Oh fuck yeah. I don't think that will take too long. He's not doing so bad right now." Mr. Miller looking at me now but talking to Justin said, "Oh just you wait." He put his mouth back to my ear. "Ok Jake, I want you to take only the head of Justin's cock into your mouth ok?" I nodded. "Now Jake, just do as I say. You don't have to say anything. I'll know youre doing it by the way Justin responds. Now make your tongue into a spear so it feels like its pointed at the end and try to use that tip of your tongue to probe into his piss slit. Lick the precum thats leaking out and try to get some of the precum that hasnt even come out yet." "Fffffffuuuuuuuu...." Justin didn't even finish the word. He let his mouth hang open. I could see the pleasure on his face even though he was looking straight ahead and not down toward me. "That's good Jake, now youre gonna take a little more of his cock at a time and I want you to really suck it like your mouth is a vaccum so it feels really tight around his cock. Go slow and try to suck real good. At the same time I want you to run your tongue up and down his cock. Really let him feel it." I did as Mr. Miller said going really slow and sucking his cock hard and tight and using my tongue like he said. "Oh...fuck boy! That's so goooooo...." "Yeah Jake. You hear that? You're doing really good. See how much more you can take. This is so hot to watch." I tried to take more of Justin's cock in my mouth. I knew I was going to reach my limit soon. This was definitely more than I took of Mr. Kellys cock. Just then, I yelped a little with Justin's cock in my mouth. "You felt that didn't you Jake." My eyes widened again as Mr. Miller's hard cock flexed and hit that spot again. I felt that pulsing electricity running through me as Mr. Miller began to rock his cock inside me again. "You like that don't you Jake? Having cocks in both your holes?" I was so turned on I decided I was going to take Justin's entire cock. I put one hand on his ass and pushed him into my mouth. "Oh fuck boy yeah, you like that? Fffffuuuuuck you have my whole cock in your mouth." I was sucking hard and I could feel that the muscles in my mouth were getting tired. But Justin started fucking my mouth too running it along my tongue. Mr. Miller loved it. "Oh fuck yeah I love seeing you getting your mouth fucked while I'm fucking you Jake. You are so fucking beautiful but you look even better with a cock in your mouth." Justin was loving the noises that my mouth was making around his cock. "Yeah boy. Slurp on that cock boy. Oh fuck that's so hot. Look at that. I love seeing my cock going in and out of your hot boy mouth. Fuck!" Justin was losing control. I could tell. I couldnt believe I was the one making him feel this way. Meanwhile Mr Miller was starting to fuck me faster. He was starting to pound me in a way he didnt the first time. "Fuck Jake your hole feels so good. Youre still so fucking tight and I love feeling my cum deep inside you. I'm going to shoot another huge load inside you. Just flood your insides Jake. While Justin shoots his load down your throat." "Fuck I'm gonna cum. You ready to eat my cum boy?" I started sucking harder, trying to use my mouth to get his cum out even as he was pumping my mouth in and out. My face was covered with a mix of spit and Justin's precum. "Oh oh ooooohhhhh fuck" And he thrust his cock into my mouth as his first rope of cum splashed in my mouth. I gagged but was determined to keep it in my mouth. As soon as I swallowed that first rope, I felt six or seven follow. I was getting hornier and hornier because I could feel Justin's cock flex each time a rope shot out. That's what I was feeling in my ass when Mr. Miller came in me and now I felt it in my mouth as Justin came. Justin pulled his cock out of my mouth and leaned down and started making out with me tasting his own cum even though there wasnt much left. "Damn boy, you really fucking ate my load. That was so hot boy." "Jake I'm about to cum again." Mr. Miller was really pounding into me now until he thrust into me one last time so deep that he hit a spot that I swear he hadnt gotten to yet. I yelped as he came again. His back was arched and his body was like a dome above me with his cock so deep in me I swear he was hitting organs. He started making out with me hard as his body spasmed again and again. I was collecting so much cum from these men. That made me so happy and horny. I didn't want this to end. I didn't care how sore this would make me. Eventually Mr. Miller's spasms ended and he softened our kiss. And then we heard applause. "That was fucking hot guys." Mr. Kelly finally came into view with Justin moving off the bed. He was sitting at his desk with his cock as hard as ever. Mr. Miller put all his weight on me as he caught his breath. "Yes it was. Jake you are even hotter than I imagined. Fuck. I want to stay inside you forever." Mr. Kelly cleared his throat. "I think I'm due a turn. How do you guys feel about a second round?" He was holding the case as he asked the question and he wasn't looking at me. Mr. Miller began to pull his cock out. He went slowly and I could feel the emptiness that I never knew I would feel before this day. "You sure Mike? I don't even think he's cum down from the first one." "Youre the one that said he didn't need a beginner dose right? Besides tomorrow is Sunday....errr...today is Sunday. Plenty of time to recover for school on Monday." Justin left my phone near me and I picked it up. "How is it 2am already? I've been here almost 12 hours?" Mr. Kelly came over to the bed and laid down next to me rubbing my chest and abs. "It's been a fun life changing 12 hours hasn't it son?" That word again. I nodded. "You ready for more or you want a break?" Justin came out of nowhere and handed me a glass of water and some Gatorade. I drank it all. I didn't realize how thirsty I was. I scrunched my face after finishing the Gatorade. "That tasted a little weird right? We just put a little something in there that just keeps the fun up. You ready for another shot son?" "You mean another needle?" I couldn't believe they were going to give me another. I was still feeling the electricity running through me from the first one. "Yeah it just makes it more and more fun son. You want that don't you? Son?" He did that one on purpose. He knew what it was doing to me. And it worked. "Yes dad." He smiled. It was like we were alone having our own intimate moment. Dad and son again. "We're going to do it a little different this time. I want to be inside you when you get this one. Is that ok son?" I just nodded. "Good. Stay like this on your back." He got up and crawled between my legs. He grabbed his cloth bag and reached in. "First, I'm going to give you another booty bump. Just so you won't be as sore. I know this is a lot of cock for your first night. But this is what you wanted isn't it son?" "Yes dad." I could feel his fingers pushing into me and the slight burning that I had felt before. His fingers didnt have as hard a time as they did earlier. He was patient and massaged my thighs and abs until he saw that I was feeling that hunger. There was also another feeling I was feeling that was hard to describe. Like I was a little drunk and the world was moving a little slower. Somehow I was showing it all in my face. "I think you're feeling what you drank son. That's just going to make you feel so much better when I'm in you. You're ready for dad to fuck you again aren't you?" I nodded. "Let me hear you say it son." "Yes dad. Please fuck me again dad. I want your cock." "That's right son. And what else do you want son." "Your cum dad. I want more of my dads cum." I was reminded that we werent alone when Mr. Miller said "Oh fuck this is so hot and twisted." Mr. Kelly placed the head of his cock at my hole. I remembered how thick he was. He began to push inside me. I gasped. He moaned. He went slowly and I could feel him stretching the walls of my insides again. This time it felt good. There was almost no pain. It was like I was numb to the pain but the pleasure was more intense. Justin sat next to me and put the belt back on my arm. This time he was at my other arm. Once I felt Mr. Kelly's--dad's--pubes against my hole I knew he was all the way in. He felt so good in me. What would cocks that werent as thick as his or cocks that werent as long as Mr. Millers be like? Would I always need them to be this big? I felt the cold of the alcohol swab and then the prick of the needle. I still didn't want to look. "I think he got--yeah...he's pushing down now. Now son, this one is a little bigger than the first. But I got you. Don't worry. Your dad's here. Ready?" I nodded and I could feel Justin pull the belt off before he raised my arm off the bed.

After a couple of minutes, his breathing eased and Jakey began to talk. "Wow, that was intense Ed" "I thought so too, you did well, have you done it before?" "Erm, no, not like that. I mean, I've sucked a guy before but it wasn't like that" "Who was the lucky boy?" "A guy I wrestled once before. He came here to play and he beat me so that was his prize. He was much smaller than you though. he came on my face" "Mmmm, tempting, I guess" "But you didn't cum" I looked at him, raising an eyebrow. He must have been more out of it than I thought. "Jakey, I just filled your stomach with my protein packed DNA. You are one lucky boi, your body won't know what's hit it" He looked surprised but didn't say anything, instead repositioning himself so that he was sat facing me, astride my thighs, his cocklet right next to mine. He was hard again, maybe 4'' was closer to the mark, but next to my soft meat he looked tiny. I flopped my cock over his, then played with him, threading his cock through the open loop of my PA, allowing the weight of my cock to tether his hard dick down. "You're so much bigger than me" "I know" "not just your cock, everywhere" "But you like that right? You like that you are powerless against me" "yeh, I do. I've always been weak, kinda useless" "you have your uses, kid, but you are right, in the natural world you wouldn't last five minutes, a predator would pick you off" "A predator like you?" "That's right. I'd make short work of you" He placed his head between my pecs, nuzzling me, as I flexed for him and then gently enfolded my biceps around his little body. He whimpered. "You want me to use you....you want to be my prey? Think before you answer...it's your only chance to say no and this is a one-way street". After a few seconds the whispered answer came back "yes...use me,, destroy me" At this response, my cock began to swell and I tightened my grip on my prey gradually, his life in my hands. In my mind, I was thinking about how I could make the most of Jake, really enjoy him. My thoughts meant my bull cock was filling out to it's full size, which reduced the free space in the PA a little and had the effect of throttling Jake's own maggot cock on, which the ring was sat just below his uncut bell-end. As my cock rose up, it stretched him, further increasing the discomfort. To be frank, it hurt me a little too but I was clearly used to a fair bit of tugging and rough play on my PA that he was not. I could feel him squirming in my grasp, so I just squeezed harder. His struggles were divine and I concentrated hard on maintaining just enough pressure to keep him on the edge as i thought about the coming days. I was now on my feet, edging Jakey up and down my body, the sweat between us creating a perfect slick environment to pleasure my cock. In my mind, my cock was ripping off Jakey's rather than just tugging and stretching it and I was crushing him to oblivion. Tempting as that was, I knew I needed to save him to allow the fun I wanted but the thought was enough to send me over the edge again, flexing my cock and sending a good load of my poison over Jakey's ravaged maggot cock. As I slumped down on the his bed, Jakey squirming under me, I felt his cum lubed cock slip from my PA.

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.

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."

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 One. Brad was in a really good mood. His son was coming home from college. He was going to his mothers for a few days aftuter dropping off his college roommate but, he was going to be home for the rest of the summer. Brad loved his son. He had never met his roommate but Kevin, his son, said that Greg, the roommate, was a great friend and needed a place for the summer. Brad was happy to take him in. If Kevin liked him then Brad would. He was also going to be stepping away from his business for a while. Brad ran a high-end escort service. For the right price he could get you any man or woman you wanted. He sometimes took clients himself. You see Brad was HIV positive and men would pay thousands for Brad to give them the gift. He also did for free when it happened organically. Brad was gay. His marriage had been a disaster that ended in pure bitterness from his ex. The only thing good about it was Kevin. Now they were due any minute. He soon saw Kevin's car and two very tired looking college boys dragging luggage to the house. "Dad." Kevin said as he hugged his father. "Kevin, welcome home." "Dad, this is Greg." Kevin said as an introduction. "Hello sir." Greg added. "No, call me Brad. I hate being called sir or mister." "Okay, Brad it is." Brad shook Greg's hand and noticed something on his breath and on his upper lip. Brad was very perceptive and he knew the smell and look of stale cum when it was there, no matter how faint. He got the vibe right away, Greg is just as gay as he was and Kevin did not know. He was told that they would stop to sleep at a rest stop and Brad knew Greg must have stepped out for a quickie. Greg blushed, he knew what Brad knew. "You guys must be hungry and tired. I have some food in the kitchen then you can wash up and get to sleep." It was pretty late and they had plenty of time. After a couple of days Kevin went to visit his mom and it was Brad and Greg alone. The first day Brad decided to spend it by his pool. It was hot. He put on trunks and some suntan lotion and went to his patio chair. Greg joined him. The two got along real well. Brad wanted to ask the question when they were alone. "So, you are gay like me?" "Yeah. I have known for years." "Why have you never told Kevin?" "As weird as it sounds, it has never come up. Neither of us are partiers, we stick to studies. We both are taking hard core classes and neither of us want to fuck up our grades. So we have spent what little time off we had watching movies and stuff. I know it will not be bad for him to find out. He loves you and cannot stop bragging about you. My family has either died or forced me out so Kevin became the person I just hung out with and we just don't do anything that made coming out a big deal." Brad seemed to be pouring his heart out. "What about you. I know enough to know that you are a gift giver from your tattoos." He had a biohazard and scorpion tat on his chest. Brad laughed, "You don't do anything?" "I never said that, I am too busy most of the time. I still sneak a peak online and hit a gloryhole when I need relief. It is just very rare." Brad looked at Greg, I mean really looked, for the first time. This this, well built young man was beautiful. The attraction was there but would it could it lead anywhere? Brad had rules with sex, no condoms and no pulling out. He was a dominate top and that was that. Would Greg be into this and what would he tell his son. Greg leaned in and kissed Brad. Fuck it, he will think of something. Brad grabbed Greg's hands, "Let's take this to the bedroom." They got there in record time and were naked and making out right away. Greg kissed his way down Brad's body. When he reached Brad's dick he kissed the head then started to suck it. Brad moved into a 69 position and returned the favor. When they were both nice and hard Brad grabbed some lube and rubbed some on his finger. He inserted it into Greg's ass both lubing and priming it up. Brad could tell that this would be his first time taking anything in his ass. Well it was too late now Brad pushed his mushroom head against Greg's virgin hole and pushed himself into it. Greg whimpered as his ass opened and spread to accommodate this invader. Greg looked like he was experiencing a mixture of pain, fear and ecstasy. Brad loved that look on a boy getting his ass roughed up for the first time. He fucked Greg hard. Greg was now moaning. Brad was going to make sure the bug took effect. Because he used so little lube and was in by force more than anything Greg's insides were tearing. Nothing too bad but enough for him to accept the gift of Brad's precious seed and all it's toxicity. Greg was now cumming all over his chest and belly. Brad scooped up all of it and fed it to Greg. "No sperm gets wasted with me." "Yes." "No, no, no yes Daddy." "Yes Daddy. Fuck me Daddy, poz me Daddy, make me your poz cum slut Daddy." With that Brad could take no more. He shot a load right into Greg's ass. "I am not done yet." "Daddy, please give me more." "Of course baby. Daddy loves to share his seed with the willing." Brad pumped more into Greg. This continued until Brad had nothing left. He inserted a specially made butt plug to keep in as much as possible. He fed Greg the rest. This was just the start of the day. After getting some rest, as well as food and water, they were right back at it. This was pretty much the whole day. The two were becoming more than a fuck buddies. They were a couple. In just 2 days they were like a married couple, who were open and one called the other daddy. Brad was still not sure how he would explain it to Kevin but he was not due home for two more weeks. They had Greg tested quickly by a doctor was was a client of Brad's service and got it done as soon as possible. Between Brad'd HVL and as many loads as Greg took he was shown to be poz. They celebrated by getting Brad his first tattoo and going home to fuck some more. They were so excited they threw their clothes all over the house as they ran to the room. After their fuck fest they both fell asleep in each others' arms. They woke up together kissed and were both starting to rub each other's cocks when they heard a shout, "What the hell is this?" Part 2 is written, should I share it?

LOL...GOOD times!Remember the flickering film and terrible music,always having to feed that damn machine more quarters or tokens.Each booth had a projector and a couple film options....used to always find the gay films in the rear booth in the darlest part of the arcade.Turning the sound WAY up to advertise....leaving the door open a crack so guys could see and come in if they wanted to cum.Sticky cum stained floors.Smell of cigarrettes cum,poppers and bleach.Getting handsfull of free tokens from the guy running the place because he thought having a slim 20 year old blonde twink hanging around was good for business.Sharing a joint in the bathroom with a guy and blowing the smoke out thru the ventfan.Gloryholes between booths so bashful men could get off too.great times,:)

It didn't take long for me to doze off but I was careful to shift most of my weight from Jake as I did, leaving just my thigh laid across his groin in a clear sign of ownership. He too drifted off and we both slept until morning. As the light woke me, it seemed that some of the intensity from last night seemed to have left but, we were both still naked in Jake's bed and I couldn't help but notice that the skinny little runt was humping my thigh in his half awake state. Cheeky little fuck! I lifted my arm and bent over Jakey, enveloping his face in my hairy pit, letting my scent cover him and fill his lungs. He was soon fully awake and relishing his position so I decided to move things on a little, pushing his head lower, towards my groin. He soon got the message and wasted no time in taking my whole soft cock into his mouth. My hands on the back of his head, I rolled us over, as my cock hardened, unrolling down his previously stretched throat. Slowly at first, a trickle of my rich man piss emerged into his throat, flowing on into his stomach. I piss like a bull in the morning and Jake clocked quickly what was happening despite not really tasting my waste. "You've had my protein, runt, time for a drink". Given our relative sizes it was inevitable that a full bladder would be a challenge for Jake and, indeed, looking behind me, I could see his normally concave tummy swelling up as I piss-impregnated him I kept going until I was done, and then spent a relaxed 30 minutes humping his throat to ease my overnight ball load out, this time dragging my cock head into his mouth to allow him the pleasure of tasting my alpha seed

I'm vesratile... so I guess I can answer from both angles (so to speak). For me? It's about the connection. I love verbal talk and dirty talk on a good day. Some guys don't take to it very well, so, I back off. Whether I'm topping or bottoming. But the guys that DO appear to enjoy it? Let's do it!!! When I am topping a guy, I only fuck raw. As some others have already stated - if I met you on BBRT or BZ or any other site where I say I fuck raw - don't be surprised when I don't suit up. In fact, when I'm fucking I start talking to the bottom and asking him questions.... none of this 'is it good baby' shit.... I ask him if he can feel me swell my head up in his hole? Does he like it when I open his second hole? I tell him I haven't decided where I will shoot my load... on the outside of his hole or inside his hole or right up deep in his second ring. Usually the bottom starts talking back - if he is into that kinda thing. Then the game is on. And I mix up asking him questions with telling him what I am going to do TO him. I find that most bottoms are happy to hear my teasing them about where they will get my seed... or telling them to GRIP my cock with their hole and squeeze it... almost ALL do it!!! So, the entire conversation about cumming and breeding and dirty talk is all underway. A couple of folks have suggested making sure that is clear right up front. When I am getting fucked, I squeeze and grip the guy's cock as it slides in/out. Seeing which methods get the groans of appreciation. Then I will ask him if he can feel my ass ring squeezing his cock? Most will start answering right away. Then it is a little banter to see if the top is into this kind of talk... (in my experience a LOT enjoy this play). If he is not into it, then I just tell him what his cock feels like in my guts, and when he bottoms out, I tell him I can 'feel that'... etc. That also seems to turn guys on a lot. I certainly don't like going on and on about do it man, or shoot it now man etc... I agree that this is no fun at all... almost 'performance pressure'. I've also noticed that when I hookup for a quick pump-and-dump - the other guy is usually horny and in a piggy mood and willing to talk back/forth while pounding in a load to my hole or taking mine in their hole. It's all about the connection for me....

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."

This is my first post. I am a young, healthy, muscular, blond athlete jock boy living in South Florida. White collar pro by day, but a secret need and a want to take anonymous loads all the time. For my birthday this year i decided to go to NYC. I had posted on BBRT beforehand (blondjockboi) to find a host to whore me out while I was going to be there. I had been whored out once before in LA by the famous Master Jerry the previous summer for LA Pride as his "pride cumdump" where I was blindfolded, ass up taking every load he sent to me at the Dunes Inn motel. I didn't know if I would meet Master Jerry, just that my role was to be ass up taking loads. I ended up with 38, but kind of lost count half way through. Master Jerry surprised me by showing up at the end with a young friend, and giving me my very last load. 38 was the number on my back at the end of the night. Within a few hours of posting on BBRT for NYC I got a message from a man called Dmitiri in NYC. He claimed to be the Master Jerry of NYC, so I thought great - I will definitely get a lot of loads. I was instantly attracted to Dmitiri because he was so pervy. He was only interested in getting me as many loads as possible. He had also been coordinating with another boy coming to NYC from Albany (a super cute twink EMT), and set up a hotel room for us in Midtown. The plan was that the twink EMT would take loads the night before, and I would come in the morning and replace him, taking loads all day. Sort of a marathon of cumdumps available for all these horny men on Dmitri's list. When I walked into the hotel room, it was about 8am and the smell of cum was overwhelming. The boy was laying on his stomach the bed, with cum just drizzling out of his boy pussy all over the sheets. I stripped down and hopped in bed with him, we were making out for a bit and I was fingering his cummy hole - about that time a super hot daddy walked in. I told the boy you take it, and I'll take over after. He said it was his 41st load. The boy played on top of me, and as we were making out the daddy climbed on top of him and shoved his massive hairy cock in. I could hear the cum splooge out of his hole with this massive cock penetrating this pussy. All three of us were making out, and the daddy bit my lip and came inside of him. As he pulled out, I could see a long stream of cum falling from his dick, I rolled over and gobbled it off. As the daddy cleaned up, the boy hopped in the shower, and before you knew it I was alone. I tied my blindfold on, and waited. Within 5 or 10 min the door opened and I could hear 3 or 4 voices coming in. I knew I was going to be used, and filled up with all of this hot anonymous cum. One thing I like when getting fucked is reach underneath and feel the balls of the guy who is breeding me. Every guy was different. One was shaved smooth, one was stubbly, and one was fully hairy. To my surprise the hairy balls slapping my ass turned me on so much, I came hands-free when getting fucked by guy 3. Everything after that is a blur. It was guy after guy, grunting, sweating, whispering in my ear, cumming in my ass. Tongue after tongue, finger after finger, cock after cock. I was taking so many loads, I wondered how long I had been going. I got a quick break, and checked my phone. I had been going 4 hours, and Dmitri had texted me. "You doing okay?" "I'm not going to stop sending guys". I told him to keep going. The next time I took off my blindfold the sun was going down. I had taken 61 loads in 9 hours. I was a cummy mess. Dried cum all over my face, my back, cum oozing out of my pussy. I checked my phone and told Dmitri that I was happy, and had to get ready to meet friends for my Birthday Dinner. 10 minutes later, another twink came in the room, and said he was replacing me. Dmitri had set up a 3rd boy to take loads that evening/night. The twink was super cute, and told me he played Peter Pan on Broadway. I knew I needed to cum again after being fucked all day, so i bent him over, and gave him his first load. As I was finishing the trail of guys started coming in to breed him. I kissed him on the lips as I was leaving - and told him to have fun. 🙂 Dmitri was awesome, and said the feed back from the men was great! He would happily whore me out again when I get to NYC. In the meantime, I would love to find a super pervy partner who would be interested in traveling around and whoring me out to every dick of his choosing. I'm even up for moving to you if the situation is right. 🙂

For several months my BF's asshole-redneck-married-brother has been fucking me. My BF and the redneck's wife have no clue! The guy is a real jerk, but damn he is a hot fucker and his cock is a long-ass-one. I can't get enough. When we started fucking around he insisted that I shave my arse (or my pussy as he refers it). Whatever he wants I do. He also had me shave off my facial hair: he is clean shaven and insisted I do the same, so off went my 15 year old beard. So I have been keeping my man-pussy smooth as a baby's bottom ever since for him. He is the top and in charge of my hole. He is very hairy and dominate. He is tall, has a redneck beer gut body. I am on the shorter side, lean and defined. Three days ago he demanded I shave my whole body. I resisted that demand: boy did I pay for insubordination! He grabbed me, literally ripped my clothes off, tied me up to his back porch and took out his clippers, trimmers and razor and proceeded to shave me from the neck down! After that we had the hottest fucking sex of my life. He fucked and bred my ass three times that day. Now that I am totally smooth, I am digging it! His hairy body on top of my smooth on is one of the greatest sensations I have every known. I am trying to get used to the idea of being a total smooth pussy boy. It is shocking to look at myself in the mirror. My BF asked what the hell I did to myself. I told him I wanted a new look-LOL! Of course now I have to deal with stubble, so yesterday I went to a salon for waxing. Now I feel really smooth and ready for my date-rape with him this afternoon!

Made arrangements to meet my friend who bred me in the apartment stairwell a few weeks ago. We were headed back to the same stairwell again when I tried the knob on a storage room and presto! It opened. The lights were off, so I reached in and flipped the switch, and it was empty. We slipped inside, locked the door, and stripped down. I found an old tarp, spread it out, and got down on all 4's. He crouched behind me and slathered some lube on my hole and his cock. Without a word, the tip of his cock pressed against my hole and it greedily opened up. He slid inside, balls deep, grabbed my hips and pounded away. Within a few minutes, his grip tightened and his pace quickened. I tightened my hole just in time to feel his cock spasming as it shot his huge load deep in my guts. Spent and sweating, he pulled out. We cleaned up using some paper towel I had brought, and we went our separate ways. Shortly after I returned home, I got a ping on Grindr. This was a BBC top who has been after me to meet for several months, but we either can't make the time work, or we haven't had a spot. He lives about 10 miles away, but it's a tough 10 miles of highway, bridges, and back roads that can take a half hour to traverse. Luckily, this morning I had an excuse to get out his way. We met at what turned out to be an old-school cruising spot in a park near his place. A small parking area led to a path into the woods. As I parked, I saw him off in the distance, already walking up the trail. He waved me on, and I scrambled to join him. He stayed ahead of me, leading the way. At a point on the trail, he turned and walked through some brush. Following him, I realized that the brush hid a side path. We walked a little further, and the path opened into a small clearing. It was warm and dry, and he stood in the sun and took out a massive slab of manmeat, punctuated by a thick metal cock ring around the base. He took out a small brown bottle - it's been so long!!! - and gave it to me. Inhaling like a man who's been saved from drowning, I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. It began hardening instantly, growing in my mouth until it was all I could do to force it down my hungry throat. He had been impatient for my hole, I could tell. As soon as he was hard, he pulled out a bottle of lube. Pushing me gently back, he greased up his shaft. I took the hint and undid my pants, spinning around on the ground and getting into the familiar all 4's position. He knelt behind me on the grass, and after some teasing he eased that missile into my already well-fucked hole. My friend's spunk provided some of the lubricant as it opened hungrily again and swallowed his shaft to the hilt. He took his time, enjoying the sensation of my sloppy hole on his cock. At last, I heard him whisper, "I'm cumming." I squeezed my sphincter on his shaft and felt the pulsations as he seeded me with my second load of the day. This time, as he withdrew I was able to spin around, taking his cock in my mouth and cleaning off the two loads and ass juices that coated it. He gasped a little from the sensitivity, then wiped himself off. I stood, checked for telltale grass stains and made myself presentable. We walked out together, and without another word, got in our cars and went our separate ways. I don't check my phone while driving, but when I got home, there was a message from him telling me he can't wait to use my holes again. The feeling is mutual!

I'd say that "exact" is overkill, but in the same general range is probably advisable. Drugs that are intended to be taken once daily do not suddenly leave your system 24 hours after taking them; they're gradually cleared from your body via various systems - your kidneys, your liver, etc. - and it takes a while to do so. Unless a particular drug is so toxic (think: chemotherapy) that taking it too soon after a prior dose may cause serious complications, then the "once a day" mantra doesn't mean exactly 24 hours between doses. That said, it's probably wise to take them as close as possible to the same time, so that the level of the drug is maintained in your system for a long-enough period to accomplish its goal. An hour or two isn't likely to be an issue. A full day later could well be. The reason PEP doesn't likely work as well as PrEP, of course, is that with PrEP you are building up a more-or-less constant level of the medication in your system on an ongoing basis, so that you already have a solid defense by the time HIV attempts to infiltrate your body's systems. PEP is more of a race against time to build up that defense before HIV gets embedded so deeply it's not removable. But I'd think the biggest point of worry would be in the period between exposure and beginning PEP; the longer that period is, the less likely it is to fully succeed. So the sooner your start, and if you keep at it for the first few days, exact timeliness would be less of a worry the more days that pass after exposure.

I finally broke down and got used yesterday. Four months. I felt so good... and so empty today. I'm now self quarantining for two weeks to make sure I didn't get anything. This is all so frustrating.

After two and half months of qurantine and nothing but poppers, weed, butt toys, and my fuck machine, I finally broke quarantine and had FB come over and stay the night. We had vented each other. He knew I had no exposure to anyone and since he was Poz and his roommates had reasons to be high risk, I knew he was covid free. He came over and we got high....put on a never ending stream of Treasure Island Media porn...starting with Dawson...We proceeded to fuck like rabbits...I had all my toys out and he proceeded to also play with my ass. He then proceeded to fist me several times through the evening as well and after several fisting experiences that evening he was able to get to his elbow! He is into piss play as well and I swallowed that piss like I had been in a desert....I was really flying then with all that pot piss....We ended with him adding another load of cum in my ass and passing out... We had such a great time.....I think with venting and making informed decisions, you can have an occasional fucking. Just be smart and have a great time. I know I did and I don't feel guilty. I'll continue to qurantine and we plan on another session after a few months. Now back to my poppers and sticking my Square Peg hand and fist up my second sphincter!

I went to a bathhouse a while back and started chatting with one of the worker cleaning. We talked about all the things he finds in the trash can and I asked about used condoms. He said that he find a lot of them and that guys ask for them. He offered some to me and I was so excited. I took them home and kept them in the freezer. Once I combined them all into one load and got my ass really cummy. It has turned into a little Fetish to use them. Anyone else got stories about used condoms filled with loads?

I went to the bathhouse one afternoon and was getting sucked off by this guy though the gloryhole. He was tall, dark skinned and really skinny, he asked me back to his room and said yes. Once there he had 3 used condoms lined up on the side table filled with other guys cum who didn't want to bareback him. Being the good pig I am, I asked if I could use them to lube him up and he was very eager for that. I used up 2 of loads in the condoms and added 2 of mine:) An great afternoon of skipping work to breed.

I had a similar experience to bbfarm. I was a very sheltered child, but when I was walking my dog one day and found a used condom a few blocks from my house in the suburbs I lnew exactly what it was and obviously now know exactly what that meant for me. I wanted that cum. I wanted it inside me. I found a stick and played with the condom. It was still wet, and I assume still warm. I pushed the cum out, and I was so desperately excited I wanted to pick it up and shove it in my mouth. Eventually someone came along, so I kicked it away and kept on walking. I wished I could have gone back outside later to find it and do what I wanted. As for now, when I take loads and a guy wants to use a condom, I let him but I keep the condom. When he goes I tie it off, cut open the tip, and squirt the cum into me like frosting on a cake. Sometimes I pour it into my mouth. Maybe next time I’ll just put the whole thing in my mouth like I wanted to as a child.

I always piss after inserting my dick into several holes. I learned that trick long ago from the STD clinics in NYC. I also dip my dick into a cup of soap or Listerene when I am at the club. Wash and piss after every few fucks.

To answer the first part: [think before following links] https://projects.propublica.org/graphics/lgbtq-rights-rollback To answer the second part: President Obama made the decision, when cases on same-sex marriage reached the US Supreme Court, not to defend the Defense of Marriage Act. When it came to states seeking to uphold their discriminatory same-sex marriage bans, not only did Obama refuse to have his Justice Dept. support those states, he encouraged the suits to go forward and celebrated the victory when it was won. He pushed through an end to "Don't Ask, Don't Tell." He paved the way for transgender servicepersons to continue serving. And while it's not specifically "gay", his passage of the Affordable Care Act meant that, for the first time, insurers couldn't discriminate against people with pre-existing conditions for individual insurance policies. Before the ACA, if you were HIV-positive, and you didn't get insurance through your employer, you were almost certainly out of luck for getting coverage anywhere except (possibly) a state-run high-risk pool, which was guaranteed to be enormously expensive. For the first time, insurers had to consider your health just as important to cover as anyone else. If you're not in the individual insurance market, or you're not HIV-positive, you probably can't begin to understand what a gamechanger that was. More: While ENDA has not yet become law, if and when it does, it'll be because Democrats pushed it hard for years, not because any Republican has EVER lifted a finger to try to get it passed. And of course, if you bother to read the list of anti-LGBT actions the Trump administration has taken (linked above), you'll see that virtually everything he's UN-doing is something done in a previous Democratic administration (under Obama, for the most part). Care to try again?

Broke sexual distancing Friday with a FB who'd been contacting me since isolation started. i figured it's time to ease back into safer whordom. Neither of us had fucked since around the first week of March, so while i'm sure He didn't have a couple of months of cum in Him, we both had a couple of months of need and desire. i'm pretty open from lots of use, and He loves sloppy, so i put in lot of lube and thought i was pretty open, but i let out a cry when He just shoved in, i guess i wasn't as open as i thought. We both made quite a bit of noise, i had my window open and wonder if the neighbors could hear? When He came, He came hard, shoving in deep next to my heart and i raised up and pushed back into Him just as hard, squeezing and milking His sweet cock with my inner muscles. He never texts me after, just disappears till next time. But this time He texted me "Came so hard my legs are like jello."

Hi, I used to volunteeer and work for the leasing sexual health clinic in Canada in Toronto, this is fairy common, as the other guys who have commented, best thing to do is take a piss right after sex and when you feel that one of the best test we do at the clinic I learn is peeing into a small clear container and see if there are any " floaters".

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.

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.

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.

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

Here's another version of this story. 'Marky' becomes 'Tim' but Hector is still Hector (thanks be!). I had the most fucking awesome Memorial Day weekend a few days ago. I took Friday off because I knew I was going to fuck around, especially since it was also Fleet Week. First thing I did Friday was contact Hector, the Latin stud who I met at a local porn shop. I hadn't spoken much with him that first time, but I knew that he was into planting dirty loads into guys. You should have felt how hard his cock got when I told him to flood my ass. I met up with him at his apartment late morning. He was in his boxers, which didn't hide his 9" beautiful uncut poz cock. I was sucking that baby as soon as I was in the door as I explored his perfect, dark complected, perfectly balanced, muscular Latino body. I didn't let that cock out of my mouth even when he had to shuffle to his couch. When he sat down, I just went wild deep throating that fucker. After about fifteen minutes of sucking, my jaws started to hurt, so I stood up and told him to fuck me. Hector dropped my pants and turned me around. His tongue then dug deeply into my ass. I love that stud's tongue. He slobbered on my ass like it was candy, as I leaned on the coffee table, moaning like a bitch-in-heat. When he completed lubing my ass, he sat on an ottoman, spun me around and had me straddle his crotch. Without much ado he slammed his hips up and pulled my ass down to meet his large raw cock. I grunted in pain and tried to get off his cock, but Hector had a strong grip. He just started to pound me - no finesse there. I think my screaming turned him on even more. I saw stars as he tore up my ass. He kept asking me if I liked his cock up my bitch ass. I grunted every time he thrust his cock up. Eventually, the pain stopped, and I was just filled with this hot Latin cock, and I was flying high every time he shoved his cock in me and slammed my g-spot. He was chewing my tits and fucking my ass for almost half an hour. My ass was beyond sore and my spine was beyond ‘uncomfortable’ - I will probably need both proctologic and orthopedic work. Then he changed his rhythm and he began a more regular pattern. While still intense, at least I knew he was moving to the finish line. After five minutes of intense fucking, he jammed in and held me down. I felt his cock shoot in my bruised ass, unloading a bucket of cum. He left his cock up my ass and we started to make out. Slowly, he pulled me off his cock. He winced when my asshole closed on his sensitive head. Hector scooted down until my ass was over his face, and started to eat me out, slurping his hot cum up. Just my kind of pig. Fuck I love his technique! After he cleaned out my ass, he got up and made me clean off his cock. I love the taste of my ass and his cum. I was still hard because I hadn't cum yet. I was saving it for later. We cleaned up and went to grab a bite to eat. As his cum dripped out of my hole I told him what I had in mind. Since it was Memorial Day and Fleet Week, I suggested we should find some vacationer or some Navy guy and fuck with him. He was interested and asked exactly what I had in mind. I told him we should find some guy and inject him with a few loads of poz cum. I could see him thinking, so I reached under the table and grabbed his cock. Wouldn't you know it, it was rock hard. I told him I knew he liked doing that, because the first time he fucked me raw, he was really turned on when I told him to plant that charged load in me. I was stroking him as I said that. He was real hard. C'mon, I said, let's do it. He finally agreed, so we went out onto the pier to go hunting. We spent the early afternoon walking up and down the piers and along Christopher Street. There was so much action going on, gorgeous men milling about, many nearly naked. We received many smiles and engaged in some chit chat, but no one really seemed dopey enough to let us get him. Finally, we decided to head into the porn shop on Christopher. We pretended to be a couple looking for a third for fun. It just seemed natural, and in a sense, we were. There were a large number of guys in the shop, but most were trolls looking for a quickie. We headed back into the booths, and that's when we saw him. He was just perfect. He looked like he was about 20 or so - definitely a college jock. He was a bit shorter than am I, which made him about 5'7", packed with big shoulders and pecs, and great legs. Beneath his white t-shirt, I could see he was smooth and tight, with big brown, perky nipples. He was wearing a baseball cap and khaki shorts with sandals. The boy was just screaming, ‘College’ and ‘Out-of-Town’ and ‘Dumb Jock’. Hector saw him first, and gave me a subtle gesture to check the jock out. It was an easy decision. Now to snare him. We walked around a bit, keeping our eyes on him. Eventually, Hector walked by him, and slightly jostled him. He looked up and Hector mumbled an apology and smiled a killer smile. The guy was nervous, and mumbled something and moved away. After a bit of cat-and-mouse maneuvering and a few furtive glances, he started smiling openly at Hector, at which point Hector made his move and began to chat with him. When the jock gave me a careful ‘once-over’, I figured it was time, so I smiled, walked over and introduced myself as Hector’s boyfriend. He in turn introduced himself as Tim. Turns out he was born and raised in upstate Pennsylvania (Altoona, I think), and currently matriculated at Pitt, but attending a summer program in international studies at NYU. He had just settled into his dorm (which, he added, he didn't share with anyone), and was roaming around the city looking to fuck around. Well, he had certainly come to the perfect place, I thought. I asked him if he was familiar with the City and he replied he had only visited New York on his high school senior trip, and that aside from Pittsburgh and occasionally Philadelphia, he did not get around much. I told him I also go to NYU, and that it was a great school, and a lot of fun. I told him I would be happy to tell him all about some of the things to do and stuff. We made some small chat and eventually Hector said that we were just heading to get some coffee, and asked Tim if he would like to join us. Agreeing, Tim accompanied us to a local coffee shop just up the street, grabbing a booth in the rear of the shop. The boy was gorgeous. He was a wrestler in high school, and his body still showed the work. Tim had short buzzed blond hair, and the most stunning blue eyes. And dimples. Man, do I love those dimples. We sat around for about an hour, Hector doing most of the talking, making stuff up about us. The story was we had been together for about four years and were looking to spice-up our sex life. W had been thinking about finding another person for a threesome. Meanwhile, Hector held my hand all the time he was talking. (If I didn't know he was so evil, I'd be in love.) Tim seemed to be intrigued by the story, or at least he was lost in Hector’s charm (which, frankly, I could fully understand - Hector is stunningly attractive, and my experience has been that most men are happy to accept an invitation from him). And so, when Hector looked deeply into Tim's eyes, and asked he would like to play with us, Tim's face turned fifty shades of red. Boy, was this stud an innocent! Guess we aren’t in Kansas anymore, Toto! It took Hector about two minutes of sweet talk to convince Tim to be our third. I sat there quietly, stroking Hector’s hand, and smiled demurely. Of course what I was thinking was a bit less than demure. We headed out the door, and Hector asked if Tim would rather play in Brooklyn at Hector's place, or at the dorm. Tim opted for the later as it was at most a fifteen-minute walk. When we passed through the park, Hector asked Tim if he smoked, and upon receiving a ‘sure’, Hector bought some weed. Arriving at the dorm, Tim took us up to his room, which was rather modest, tucked away at the end of the hall in his building right off Washington Square Park. We sat around, Hector and Tim on the small cot that NYU calls a bed, and I sat at his desk. Hector rolled up a joint and lit it, passing it around. We all took a hit. Hector put his hand on Tim's knee and started rubbing it. He induced Tim take a couple of hits and started to kiss him. I sat there watching. It was so hot to watch Hector make out with this kid. Soon, Hector had his tongue jammed way down Tim's throat. They broke apart so Hector could take another drag, making Tim also take a couple. I could see Tim's eyes start to cloud-up. I doubt he had smoked all that much before. Passing the joint to me, Hector grabbed Tim's face and started to kiss him deeply while his fingers tantalized all Tim’s sensitive zones. It’s good to play with an experience fucker like Hector. I knew that Hector was quick, but the kid was naked in less than a minute, and Hector never stopped kissing him. I finished the joint, and was rock hard by the time I was undressed. Tim meantime was happy to undress Hector. Man, Tim's body was fantastic. He didn’t have an ounce of fat on his body. I have a swimmer's build, so I’m no slouch, but this boy was stacked. I dropped to my knees in front of him and grabbed his cock. It was about 7" long, cut and bright red. I latched myself onto his tits and began playing with them just as I had been wanting to since I saw them through his t-shirt. Meantime I stroked his cock and balls, doing my best to stimulate him. He moaned and massaged my scalp as he exchanged noisy, sloppy kisses with Hector. His tits popped out of my grasp when he bent his head down to suck Hector's beautiful, hard cock. I watched that brown piece of meat disappear inside the kid's mouth and almost creamed. He struggled to stretch his mouth to take Hector's dick. I looked up at Hector, and he smiled and groaned, and pushed Tim's head down hard. I heard the kid gag, and try to pull up, but Hector held him tight. I went down on Tim, pleasuring his rigid, dripping cock while twisting his tits. I heard Hector let out a real groan and Tim gurgle as that cock slid further down. We sucked dick like that for about several minutes. I pulled off Tim's cock and got down to lick Hector's balls. The kid watched me suck those big juicy balls into my mouth while I watched him eat that cock. I licked up the shaft and started to lick his face. He pulled off and we started to make out. I pushed him onto the bed and straddled his waist as we made out. His body was so hot, and hard. It bulged everywhere. I felt him up, his arms, his chest, his legs, his crotch, and, with difficulty, his hole. Whew! Hector lit another joint, and he passed it around. Tim and I took hits and made out in between. I was getting high, and by the looks of him, Tim was not far behind me. A great combination. Hector looked at me and smiled, bent down and alternated between pushing me down on Tim’s chest while rimming my hole and sucking Tim’s cock, which was, not surprisingly, nice and slick. I bent to kiss Tim when I felt Hector guide the kid's cock to my hole. Tim gasped a bit when I pushed back onto his cock. It was so fucking hot to be used by the guy - to know eventually he would blow his sperm in my ass. I started to ride that cock like crazy. You should have heard the boy. He kept mumbling, “oh god”, “oh shit”, “oh fuck” every time I slid back onto his cock. I turned around when I felt Tim shuffle under me, and saw Hector spread the boy's legs to tongue his ass. I suspect Tim had never experienced that as he went nuts, moaning and started to fuck me harder. As my legs were killing me, I needed to change positions, so I pulled off. Tim looked up at me with sad beautiful eyes, desperate to continue. Instructing him to stand at the foot of the bed, I lay on my back and, positioning my legs on his shoulders, I pulled him on top of me for a kiss. He, of course, took the hint, and planted his tongue in my mouth and his cock in my ass. The guy was a quick learner. All I could do was moan back into his mouth. Tim hissed out loud, and I looked over his shoulder. Hector was fingering Tim's ass, talking dirty, telling Tim he had a nice tight ass, and how sweet it tasted, how it was gonna be stuffed full of Latin cock. Tim groaned and fucked harder and harder. I told him to take it easy, that he should not cum yet. I saw Hector spit on his cock, and get behind Tim and pressed into his ass, which, of course, sent Tim's cock deeper into me. I moaned and clenched my ass, making Tim moan. Tim let out a yelp, Ah! Hector was in ecstasy. “Oh yeah,” he said “Shit, that feels nice.” Tim said, “Ah...take it easy, man. Fuck, it hurts. Shit, slow down. I haven't been fucked much.” “Don't worry, buddy” Hector replied “We're gonna take care of you - feel this, man.” Tim's hips suddenly jammed up hard against me, and Tim let out a loud scream. Hector looked over to me and smiled. Hector was a rough motherfucker. He loved to jam that Latin cock real hard. I know. Quick as a fuck, Hector started to slam into Tim. Tim yelled out for him to stop, but his cock was hard up my ass. The poor boy was pinned between us. I humped back onto his cock, and pulled his face down. The sweet kid had tears in his eyes. I fingered his chest and struggled to tongued him saying “Don't worry baby, it's okay”, “you’ll like this” and indeed I suspect Hector began to hit Tim’s prostate because Tim got into the groove, and started to fuck me, fucking himself back onto Hector's cock. Cries of discomfort morphed into groans of pleasure. “Yeah boy, fuck yourself on my hot cock. Fuck my buddy” Hector told Tim. I pulled off Tim's cock and squirmed out from under him. I watched his face scrunch up in pain/pleasure as Hector really started to hammer at his ass. I scrambled up and offered my cock to Tim, who opened up and started to mouth my cock. I grabbed his head and jammed my 6" down his throat. His face got all red and teary as I bottomed-out in his mouth. Soon, I was just fucking his face as he held still while Hector fucked his ass. I looked over at Hector and nodded. He smiled at me and humped faster. He was moaning and cursing. I watched as he slammed in a few more times and held perfectly still, his mouth open, eyes closed. I could imagine that cock spilling its thick creamy dirty cum into that negative ass. I started to cum down Tim’s throat. He gagged a bit and tried to pull away, but I held him on my cock. Hector shuddered a couple of time, and, pulling out of Tim’s ass, crouched down to felch his own sperm out of Tim’s ass. Tim was obviously lost in the moment as he licked my cock yet moaned in pleasure. I know the intense feeling of having Hector's thick tongue up my ass after it's a bit sore from his fucking. I pulled-out, bent down to kiss Tim, and savored my poz cum in the process. I managed to scoot down under him and get his cock up my ass again. He required no more encouragement. He just started to fuck. Within two minutes, he was grunting and moaning, and cumming up my ass. Tim collapsed on me, and we made out some more. Hector, sat next to us and watched, stroking his tumescent cock. We cleaned up a bit, and Tim kept telling us how hot the experience was. We of course fed into his lust by truthfully telling him what a turn-on he was, and never completely letting him come down from the orgasmic plateau. Although we were lazing around naked for almost half an hour, Tim and Hector were still hard. I was pleased when Tim asked Hector if he wanted to cum again, and Hector naturally replied “sure do, man.” Tim went and started to suck on Hector's cock so I got behind Tim and started playing with his ass. I pulled Tim’s cheeks apart, and fingered the outside of the tender hole. Tim moaned, and his asshole quivered. Fuck was it a beautiful hole. His asslips were nice and puffy, and blushed. Hector really knows how to fuck. As I toyed with Tim’s hole, I noticed some red spots along the inside. I looked at Hector, and smiling, gave him a ‘thumbs-up’, pointing to Tim's ass. Hector returned my smile with a knowing smirk (that Tim, of course, could not see). I could not resist (not that I tried) and ate out the hole, still tasting some of Hector's cum and Tim's ass juices. Delicious. I fingered it roughly, jabbing him with two fingers in an effort to get Tim open-up. Hector pulled Tim off his cock, and signaling Tim to straddle his waist, began to kiss him. As Tim straddled Hector, I, the ever helpful master of ceremonies, placed Hector’s cock up against Tim’s hole. I heard Tim groan as the cock disappeared up his chute. I watched as the hole opened wide, stretching to accommodate Hector’s cock. They started to fuck. I would spit on Hector's cock to get it shiny and slick. Hector started slamming up to the balls, and Tim would gasp. I played with Hector's hole and nuts when I got a better idea. Standing between Hector’s legs, I nudged my cock against Tim’s hole, and to my delight was able to get an inch or two of my cock to enter Tim’s asslips. It was an amazing sensation to ride Tim’s hole alongside Hector’s magnificent pole. I don’t know if Tim full appreciated what we doing to him - two cocks simultaneously penetrating his ass. Make that two poz cocks. Of course he didn’t know we were poz, and he may not have quite understood the pain in his ass was a function of being double-fucked. Whatever the case, Tim was certainly wrapped-up enjoying his ride. The second fuck lasted a long time, although truth be known, I didn’t stay in Tim’s hole very long. It was physically too difficult to coordinate, and I admit, there is enough of a voyeur in me to relish the sight of Hector reaming Tim. We would not let Tim touch himself or cum, and that was making the poor kid crazier than anything. Soon, Hector started his slam fucking again, and unloaded another wad of poz cum. It leaked out over his balls every time he thrust into Tim. I was happy to lap up the excess cum while Hector kept prodding Tim. They were both exhausted, but Tim was still horny. We told him he couldn't cum - yet. We had some more plans for later and wanted him to join us. With pent-up sexual frustration he agreed, I presume on the promise of a future, mind-blowing orgasm. Maybe also he was crazy to be with gay guys who were so open. I know Pittsburgh has an active scene, but for some reason apparently Tim had not done much exploring. Perhaps he was afraid news would get back to Altoona. Who knows. In any event, we got his number, and told him not to jerk off or cum. Again he agreed. Saying we would telephone him around 6:00 P.M., Hector and I split. We called Tim up later, and asked him if he jerked off yet. But he told us no, that he was saving it up for us. Good boy! Hector and I laughed when we heard him say that. But that was cool. We would have some serious fucking fun with him, play on words intended. We told him that we were going dancing or maybe to a sex club. He was all game. Meeting him at his dorm, he was decked out like an Abercrombie & Fitch jock-boy. Man, was he hot in his baggie cargo shorts and tight fitting t-shirt. He wore a worn out baseball cap and those surfer chokers. I almost creamed in my shorts when I saw him. He was ecstatic to see us, and gave each of us a long, lingering kiss (Hector's was a bit longer than mine, but I didn't mind). We went out and grabbed a quick bite, then went to the newly reopened Limelight. Boring. It was so sanitized it was not worth the admission price. After two hours, we left and Hector suggested we we go to a bath house in Queens. Tim was a bit hesitant at first, but Hector promised it would be okay, and that we'd look out for him. If Hector told Tim to jump off the bridge, Tim would. I think it's that evil, sexy grin that Hector has mastered. So we jumped on the subway and an hour or so later arrived at the bath house in Queens, a bit east of La Guardia. Oddly, I'd never been there, and was rather excited at the prospect of exploring the place. The place was somewhat dark and sleazy. But it was exciting. Poor Tim, he looked so nervous and out of place. We got a room and quickly changed out of our clothes and into our towels. Hector smiled at Tim, and I saw Tim's whole body blush. Hector grabbed Tim's hand and we went out of the room. I realized, after a couple of minutes walking around, that Tim was one of only seven or eight guys who were white. Everyone else was either Latin or black. And did those black and Latin men cruise Tim. I think everyone wanted a piece of his lily-white ass. We wandered around a bit, and I saw some hot looking men with huge cocks that I wanted to ride. Hector led us to a lounge part of the club, and we sat down in the corner. Hector kept hold of Tim's hand and began making out with him. The kid immediately opened up to Hector's mouth, and they were busy tongue dueling. This hot black guy came over and sat down with us, and watched Hector and Tim. I leaned over, and started licking his tits. This guy was generally huge, although his soft cock was average sized (for a black guy). His body was the immediate attraction. He must have been about 6' tall, with a wide expanse of pecs. Curling his arm around my head, he locked my mouth to his tit, which of course, I was happy to pleasure. After a minute or two he pulled me to my feet, turned me around and started tonguing my hole, snaking his tongue into deeply into my bowels. Fuck yeah. I’m flushed just recalling the experience. Tim turned and watched me get eaten out, so I smiled at him and nodded my pleasure. Hector grabbed Tim's neck and pulled him down to his crotch. Tim's cock poked through his towel as he sucked on Hector's dick. The black guy eating me out stood up and, aiming his cock up with my hole, slowly pushed in. It is amazing he got in without lube. Guess he was a grower, not a shower, because it hurt like crazy. I was stretched out full. He began fucking me in silence as I prayed for my ass juices to lube me. Fortunately I was distracted by the scene of Hector, who was watching me get fucked, was getting blown by Tim. Pulling Tim off his knees, Hector pulled Tim up and onto his body, and while making out with Tim, Hector dislodged Tim's towel and began finger-fucking and massaging Tim’s asslips. Eventually of course Hector aligned his drooling cock against Tim’s hole, and I had the pleasure of watching that perfect little ass open up to Hector's cock. Tim groaned out loud, and I joined him as my fucker started long-dicking my ass. The black guy pulled out, turned me around and set me on my back on the bench, without ceremony shoving his cock back into my ass. All I could do was watch that large black cock plunge in and out of me. I was in orbit from that cock. I grabbed the guy's face and pulled him close to me. In between panting and moaning, I asked him not to cum in me. "Why baby?" he asked me. I told him quietly, that this was Tim's first time barebacking, and that he was looking for as many loads tonight as possible. He looked over at Tim riding on Hector's cock and smiled. I pulled his head back down, and asked him if he was poz or neg. He said, neg. I said, that's cool, but Tim's also looking for the bug. Yeah, he said. I nodded and clenched my ass down. I watched his eyes flicker and roll back. He groaned and slammed into me hard and I felt his cock squirt shot after shot of his cum into my hole. I almost came feeling him swell up inside me. After a minute, he recovered and bent down again. “Sorry” he said. I smiled, don't worry about it. He continued saying he could come again, and he also knew a couple of hot guys here tonight that wouldn't mind fucking a nice white ass and giving up some of their seed. I squeezed down on his dick again and he groaned. He kissed me and pulled out, unleashing a stream of cum from my ass. He and his slimy hard-on disappeared through the doorway. I heard Tim gasp out loud and looked over. Hector was starting to deep dick, and he held Tim down by his tits. I went over and pulled Tim's head back and kissed him deeply, trying to taste Hector's cock. Hector grunted and held Tim down, and I know he must've shot another creamy load into him. Hector pushed me aside, and frenched Tim hard. Someone tapped my shoulder, and I turned around. The black guy (whose name I found out later was Terry) came back with two other guys. Another black guy, Jason (an ugly mug and average, beefy body, but an insanely thick 10" cock) and Jesus (the irony), a bearded Latino with a nice 7" uncut cock. Terry whispered to me that both of his buds were poz, and would love to unload into Tim's hole. I gestured to Hector and nodded. He slid his dick out of Tim's ass, but continued to hold Tim down. I watched as Tim's hole remained open and cum started oozing out. Jesus pushed his way through and got down there in a flash, sucking on Hector's cock and cleaning out Tim's ass. Not surprisingly, Tim moaned and gyrated as Jesus' tongue scoured out his ass. Handing Hector a popper, he inhaled, and then held it under Tim’s nostrils and told him to sniff. Tim took three deep hits. Standing up, Jesus also took a hit, and taking aim, sank his cock straight into Tim’s puffy asshole. Meanwhile, I pushed Terry back onto the bench, and straddled him, facing the infection scene between Tim and Jesus. I pleasured myself on Terry's cock, and he fingered my tits, watching with me. Jason, meanwhile, was stroking his cock watching Jesus' ass pumping Tim. I leaned over and did my best to excite his large dickhead with my tongue, getting him ready to seed the kid. It pays to be flexible. Jesus pumped for about 15 minutes (which is amazing since he was sliding in and out on Hector's load) and began moaning and cursing. Tim turned around and saw me fucking myself on Terry's cock. I don’t know what the guy was thinking, but he tried to pull off of Jesus. Not to fear, both Jesus and Hector held him down. I heard him say “no” before Hector cut him off with a kiss. “It's okay baby”, Hector said, “this is fun. Don't worry, you like getting your ass used…yeah, you like getting fucked up the ass don't you? Yeah, feel his hard cock in your ass? He's gonna share his load with you. You want that don't you, baby, huh? You want him to cum in your ass? C'mon, do it for me. Do it for Hector.” That was apparently sufficient motivation because Tim started bouncing on Jesus' cock for all he was worth. “Yeah, baby. That's right. Fuck yourself on that cock. Make that cock shoot”, Hector hissed. “Take his dirty cum, you little slut.” Tim was moaning out loud while Jesus slammed into him as deeply as he could and held still, groaning. I could only imagine the load he pumped into Tim’s hole. Jason pulled Jesus out of Tim and slipped right in from the rear. He pumped like a fucking rabbit. After a quick two or three minutes, he moaned and unloaded up that ass. Tim was frantic. I think he was torn between loving it and being scared, but Hector smooth talked him through the whole thing. Hector slipped under Tim, plugging up that leaky hole after Jason pulled out. A few new guys gathered around watching the fucking. I saw one white guy with a nice big dick walk up and stroke it in front of Hector. Hector looked at Tim and kissed him, saying “one more baby?” He slipped his hand and gave Tim's cock a few quick jerks and Tim nodded. Terry whispered in my ear that the white guy was also poz. The white guy came up between Hector’s legs, and just as I had done, slid into Tim’s ass. Tim moaned and cried out as he was double-fucked. Twice in one day. Hector continued talking into Tim's ear and jerking his cock as he and the white guy fucked Tim’s hole. They enjoyed Tim’s ass for the better part of ten minutes when Hector started encouraging the white guy to breed Tim, saying “You ready man” The guy nodded. “Then shoot your fucking load into my little whore. Give it to him. Charge him up.” Whereupon, with a loud grunt, Hector shot with the white guy there within two more strokes. I watched as slime dripped out of the used and abused hole. Tim started moaning real loud and I watched as Hector's arm moved up and down. Tim let out a loud scream when he came. Ribbons and ribbons of white cum landed on Hector's chest. I counted eight big shots of thick cum. Terry, meanwhile, gripped my hips and slammed into me a couple of times and, when I felt him shoot up my ass, I unloaded a huge load onto my hand. Some old geezer quickly dropped to his knees and slurped up my cock and hand, cleaning out my load. We rested a bit (I got Terry's number) and headed out to clean up, change and split. It was about 2 a.m. Ever solicitous, Hector asked Tim was. “Great! My ass is a little sore though.” “Don't worry”, Hector told him, “you'll be fine”. We headed out to the train station. The streets were empty. Hector pulled a soda from his bag and some pills. He handed some to Tim. “What're these for?” Tim asked. “It's medicine. You should take them as soon as possible”, Hector told him. What do you mean? Tim asked. “They're HIV drugs” was Hector’s reply. “I don't have AIDS.” “Yes you do, buddy,” Hector said, slapping Tim’s ass - “We just gave it to you.”

Hey guys I've been reading hot stories for longer than I should say so I finally decided to try writing one myself. Let me know what you think! I woke up on the morning of my birthday to find a bunch of texts from friends and family. I read Mike's first. "happy birthday boy maybe now we can meet :)" I was already hard when I woke up but that got me stroking. I met Mike on Grindr a few months before when I downloaded the app on my phone and said I was 18. I was curious and I couldn't wait. I had to see it for myself. I put up a pic of my smooth chest. I also cropped one of my swim team pics so you could only see me and just from my neck down. I was wearing my speedo. Mike messaged me and we started to chat about what I was interested in doing. I think he could tell that I wasn't 18 pretty quick so during that first conversation he said "so when do you really turn 18 🙂?" I came clean and let him know that I was 17 and a total virgin. I had made out with a guy on the team at a party once and I loved that but we were both drunk and never talked about it after. Mike didn't ask to meet that first time the way some of the other guys who messaged me did. He took things really slow and I really liked him. When he did mention meeting he said that we had to wait until I was 18 but if I still wanted to meet when my birthday came around he would be willing to show me everything I wanted to experience and some things I probably didn't know about yet. He let me ask him about anything I wanted even stuff that I was scared of. He said he wouldn't judge because he wished he had someone to ask when he was younger. Over the months that we chatted he basically knew all of my fantasies. Most people would say they were pretty vanilla but I didn't really know what was out there. But the one thing that I found so hot that I was scared to share was how much the idea of incest got me off. I don't know what it was because I actually was not attracted to anyone in my family but thinking about a father and son messing around always put me over the edge. Mike said it was normal and there were ways to explore that without messing around with actual members of my family. Mike was 42 the same age as my dad. He lived alone and was never married or had kids. He had two pics on his profile. One was a body pic. He looked fit like he took care of himself but not like a big muscled guy who goes to the gym all the time. The second pic was of his entire body but fully clothed in what looked like an outfit my dad would wear when he went to work. Button down shirt and pants. But in the pic he was also wearing a baseball cap and was looking down so you still couldn't see his face. All these months he never asked me for a pic of my face. I think he knew I was scared to do that. I wasn't out yet to anyone and I didn't want anyone to find out. So I didn't ask to see his face either. After I thanked him for the birthday text he asked me what I thought about meeting IRL. Was I ready? I said I think I was as long as we go really slow and maybe not do everything the first time. Could we just meet and hang out and maybe just watch some porn and leave it at that? I developed a lot of trust in Mike those months and knew that he would be the kind of guy that I would want to be my first. He said of course we could take it slow. That's the best way because there's no rush. We made plans to hang out at his place that weekend. The anticipation over the next few days made me the horniest I had ever been. We actually didn't even message each other until that Saturday. "You still up for coming over and hanging out a bit?" I told him I was as the anticipation turned to nervousness. He sent me his address. He was really close. I knew from Grindr that he was not too far but I didn't calculate what that might mean. I could bike there and be there fast. We decided to meet at 3 so I could finish this one lab that I had to turn in that was already late. He told me to text him when I was about to leave my house so when I did I told him that I was really nervous. He texted me back immediately like he knew I would say that. "I understand. Everyone's first time doing anything can make people nervous. We are just going to hang out. No pressure. You told me you smoked pot before and like it right? We can just kick back and smoke a little to relax us." He was right. Nothing was going to happen this time. We were just going to meet and put a face to the last few months. What if one of us thought the other was ugly? Maybe he wouldn't be attracted to me and I had to be ready for that. I texted back that I was heading over. That was the longest bike ride I ever took. Now that I was on my way, I just wanted to get there. But I got to his house and started shaking. I couldn't control it. He told me to bring my bike into the back so that it would be safe left alone. I parked my bike right by his back door and then knocked. He didn't answer right away and while I waited I thought there was still time to get back on my bike and go home. But I couldn't move. And then I heard the chain on the door and then it opened. Mr. Kelly, my 10th grade math teacher stood in front of me. "Hi Jake." I couldn't speak. My only thought was that I was in trouble. Now everyone would know. But Mr. Kelly is gay? He was one of the chill teachers at school that everyone loved. I never thought he could be gay but I guess I never really thought about my teachers actually having lives. He was smiling as though he was not surprised that the person who was at his door was a student he had just a couple years ago, who was still a few months away from graduating. "uhhh Mr. Kelly? I'm so sorry...I...this is a mistake...I won't tell..." He reached out and held my arm. "It's ok. Come inside and let's talk." He pulled me gently and I followed him into his house.

I met my ex 3 years ago online. He was completely different than anyone I had dated before. He was a tall muscular top that was very dominant both in and out of bed. I fell hard for him and found him very hard to resist. Shortly after we started dating, he took me to Steamworks in Chicago. He told me it was his fantasy to watch his bf get fucked by other guys. I was very nervous considering I had never done anything like this before. After we got settled in the room, he threw me face down on the bed and started rimming/fingering my ass. For some reason, it burnt while he was doing it. He wasn't using much lube so I just assumed it was that. After he was done, he told me to stay face down while he went and walked around. When he knocked on the door, I made sure I was in position. I started feeling really horny due to the booty bump he gave me without me knowing. After about 20 min. he knocked and I got ready. He sat down in front of me and told me to suck his cock. After telling me to keep my eyes focused on him, I felt a hand on my ass. The guy he let in started fingering me and I felt the same burn again while he was doing it. After allowing me to take a hit of poppers, the guy behind me lined his cock up to my ass and started pushing inside me. My eyes widened and my bf said everything was ok that he asked the guy if he was neg already. The guy was pretty big and once he slide all the way in, he started pounding my ass. I was really starting to loosen up at this point. I couldn't believe how much I liked what was going on. At some point, the guy must have reached around and opened the door. I was so focused on my bf that when they guy slipped out, I didn't realize that he let someone else slide in. When my bf was done watching, he fucked me several times that night. I left that night thinking the cum in my ass was his, but the two guys that fucked me, stealthed my ass while my bf enjoyed every minute. About a year into our relationship, my bf started introducing chems into our sex life. Love makes you do crazy things and I gave in to him immediately. He told me that the only way to play was bb to enhance the experience. He then told me he had been doing it for months without me knowing. We started hooking up with guys regularly on the weekend. He always watched them fuck me and I never said no to anyone he invited over. I was so fucked up by the end of the weekend that I had to start smoking on the weekdays to just stay awake. As a result, I was always horny and I started looking for other ways to get cock. During my lunch breaks, I would walk over to the cruisy bathroom down the street and suck cock or get fucked. Taking loads from anyone who was there. Afterwards, I would text my bf and tell him what I was doing. He really started to get into this and even started posting CL ads to find guys to fuck me. He would text me their addresses and tell them they would be waiting. Most of the time it was anonymous and I let these guys fuck me without ever seeing them. I couldn't stop what I was doing. The tina was starting to take hold. About 6 months ago, I was slammed for the first time. We had gone to Mans Country in Chicago and he set up a gang fuck before we got there. He told me that this would be the last time he would want me to party. I had no idea what was about to happen. After the rush, I couldn't see straight and I was beyond fucked up. For the first time ever, he reached into our bag and pulled out a hood. With my hands and legs restrained in the sling, I couldn't resist him putting it on and all I could do was mumble. Once he was done setting things up, he opened the door. I couldn't say anything. I just had to watch as guy after guy came in and fucked my ass. I had never had more than 1 or 2 guys playing around with me at one time. I was scared and horny all at the same time. Each time someone slid inside me, you could hear the wetness of the cum as my insides were lubed up. After the 3rd guy, everyone just used the cum that was leaking out of my ass as lube. I heard some of the guys talking with him about some toys they had back in their room. He told them to go get them and that he would get me ready for their return. He closed the door and never took off the hood. I couldn't say anything and I was completely under his control. He tightened the restraints and it was at that point when he said that this had been his plan all along. He had always wanted to take someone and turn them into a bb cumdump that was addicted to meth. I started to cry and he just looked at me and smiled. I craved tina and cum every day now and this was what he always wanted. He let the guys back in and they said they brought a surprise. They pulled out 4 points and said that had one for each of us. It was at that point my bf said the most surprising thing, he didn't party. I had never noticed all this time that he was getting me high and not doing it himself. He then told them that I would be more than happy to take a double slam. As they slid the needles in my arm, my bf slipped his dick in me for the last time. He came in no time and he watched me take off when the last drop was inside me. The rush was so intense and wearing a hood only intensified it. I couldn't do anything but sit there and squirm while the two guys slammed and then started playing with my ass. My bf had cum in me for the last time. He started packing up his things and told the two guys that this had always been my fantasy. He whispered in my ear goodbye and told me that he would be moving out. He left the guys enough money to renew the room when my time was up and he pulled out one last surprise before he left. Another full syringe that he told the guys was there for them to use. I watched as I was fisted and double fucked with dildos. All I did was moan in pleasure. I felt so good that I forgot what had just happened with my bf and I let the tina take over. While they were playing with my ass, I started to leak piss. They collected it in a water bottle and then proceed to give me a piss enema not only with my piss but theirs. My high only intensified as my vision was blurry and the ringing in my ears getting louder. They went and took a break for a few. When they came back they asked if I wanted to stay there or go back to their playroom at their house. For the first time in hours, the hood was unzipped and I could speak. All I could say was I didn't care. They could use me however they wanted or leave me there alone. They asked if I would try to leave if they loosened the restraints. I was so broken at this point that I said no. All I wanted was to get fucked and asked if they would help me. We got dressed and headed to their place. Fast forward to now. I quit my retail job and moved out of my apartment once I started slamming. The two guys I met at Mans Country agreed to let me stay with them as long as I paid rent and I was available to them 24/7. I earn extra money by escorting since I can't seem to hold a job. All I care about is my high and getting fucked. I never thought that I would become this person, but once I gave in, I found that nothing else really matters.

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

I’ve now shared my boy’s sweet NEG ass with a handful of friends, some POZ, but mostly NEG. We’ve talked about it and he’s not a chaser, he’s just a cum-loving slut. I can’t hold that against him. Besides, his ass is so hot and so tight, it would be criminal not to share it. I always fuck him bare, and talk real dirty about sharing his ass with strangers, and whoring him out. A few moths ago, we decided to take things to another level, and attend a POZ-friendly sex party, if we could fine one. My boy saw one close to our apartment, and made a reservation. Condoms to be provided, but not required. Getting ready for the event was HOT. I helped him clean out his ass real good, and thought some of the guys there might appreciate a pre-lubed sweet hole for them to use. I rimmed his hole getting it good and sloppy before plunging my rod in to the balls and fucking him hard for a good fifteen minutes before depositing my load deep within. I fingered his ass to make sure every drop made it in and then squirted a bit more lube up there for good measure. I didn’t know how many cocks he’d take that night, but didn’t want anyone to tear him up. When we arrived, we checked our clothes. My boy kept his jock on, and we both kept on our socks, with a few condoms each, just in case. He told me it was okay to play with other bottoms, and I could fuck them raw, but he wanted me to pull out before coming, so I could give my loads to him. I made him PROMISE me to not take anyone raw unless they promised they were NEG. He agreed, but looked a little hurt. My boy went to look for a water bottle to keep himself hydrated and told me to “make friends.” I was shocked to see one or two familiar faces there. One was my old buddy BJ, a barrel chested cigar smoking bearded daddy-type bear, in leather chaps, with his cock hanging out. I am usually a top, but a few summers ago, after a particularly wild party, I gave my raw ass to BJ and took his load. I fondly remembered his beer-can thick cock, big egg-sized low-hanging balls, and salty load dripping down my thighs. He had licked up as much as possible and snowballed it to me. He asked what I was doing there, and I said, “Lining up some dick for my boyfriend." "You still NEG?” he asked. “As far as I know.” “Your boy?” “NEG.” “Fuck,” he said, “I’d tap his hot little ass any time, but I got POZZED.” I asked when, and he promised it was after our one hot time together. I told him he was free to fuck him as long as he bagged up and pulled out before coming. I told him I would get off on licking up his BUG JUICE from my boy’s ass and back. That really got him going, and he started slowly jerking himself. My boy came back with some water, and I introduced BJ to my boy. He was smitten. BJ took his hand and led him to a mattress in a side room. Watching my boy savagely kissing this hot POZ daddy got me rock hard. BJ bent him over to fuck him doggy style, facing me as I fed my hard cock to my boy’s hungry mouth. He was in heaven. I offered BJ a condom, but he refused. I thought he was going to fuck him raw, and was about to protest, when he reached into his back pocket and got one of his own. He carefully unwrapped it, and properly put it on. My boy was screwing his ass around in circles, hungry for action, and wondering what the delay was. I nodded to BJ, and properly bagged up, he slowly slid his cock all the way in. My boy was not quiet about how much he was enjoying being fucked by this thick cock. I pulled my dripping dick out of his mouth and whispered into his ear, “BJ’s POZ, but he’s fucking you safe, and he promised to pull out when he comes. I’ll feed it to you if I don’t swallow it all myself.” He grunted approval, reaching back to make sure BJ was all latexed up. After a few minutes doggy style, BJ’s pace increased and he lunged forward, then paused for a few seconds. He leaned forward and whispered something in my boy’s ear. He grunted back, “Oh yeah, man. Don’t stop. Give it to me!” “Getting close?” I asked. “Fuck yeah!” I noticed we had drawn a bit of a crowd, and there were four or five guys egging BJ on, “Load him up!” “Cum in his ass,” they shouted. BJ picked up his pace again, and really started slamming his ass. He pulled out, and went to pull off the condom. It was then I saw that it had ripped. I guess that’s what that lunge was. He didn’t even seem to notice that the condom had broken, but he’d kept his promise and pulled out, thank God. He shot a massive load all over my boy’s sweaty back and ass. I lurched forward and licked it off in gobs, making sure it wouldn't drip into his used sweaty hole. I spit it into his piggy grinning face. He swallowed it all down, meekly thanked BJ for a good time, and asked the crowd, “Who’s next?” BJ wasled away to a corner to watch the action. A skinny nerdy looking frekle-faced redhead with a huge wang nervously stepped up. As my boy’s pimp for the night, I gave the redhead the same rules I had given BJ. He nodded okay. I offered him a condom, and he smiled, pulling one of his own from his socks. Same brand as BJ. Small world. He bagged up, and slid right in. I reached around to make sure it was on properly, and almost busted a nut feeling his huge dick plunging in and out of my boy’s hole, latex and all. Seeing his familiar hairy hole being filled with a cute nerdy stranger’s cock got me really hot. I was glad to be sharing that moment with my boy, and felt safe knowing that I was there to make sure it was happening safely. Big Red slammed his sweet ass a few times and sunk it in all the way, pulled out almost entirely, and slammed in again, holding it there. Then he slowed his pace as my boy wriggled around on his pole. He looked pleadingly around the room. “Someone give me his dick to suck!” A well-muscled Chelsea gym bunny stepped up and stuck his dick in my boy’s eager mouth. Big Red quicked his stride, and looked like he was cumming. He left his dick in my boy’s sloppy hole for a few seconds before pulling it out with a juicy plop. Fuck, the condom broke again, and this time he’d cum deep inside my boy’s hole. Gym Guy saw this and before I could do anything, spun my boy around and stuck his cock in raw. BJ went from lurking in the corner and came up behind me. “Don’t fight it,” he whispered. “This is what he came here for. Don’t ruin it for him.” “What!?!?!” I asked. BJ explained to me that this wasn’t a POZ-friendly party, it was a POZ-only party and my boy and I were the only NEG ones there. He then told me that he came once in my boy’s hole before shooting his second load that I shared with my boy. Big Red has probably also shot twice up his still-NEG hole. I was furious, but still-rock hard. BJ explained that he was the party organizer and told my boy the whole deal before he agreed to come. The condoms had been poked through with pins before being strategically scattered throughout the place and handed out to people who wanted the illusion of playing safe. My head was spinning as Gym Guy slammed my boy’s ass real hard, creaming his pussy. He pulled out just enough to shoot a few spurts on my boy’s quivering hole before pressing them in with his oozing cock. BJ got down on his knees and swallowed my hard tool as another guy lined him his dick with my boy’s hungry gaping drippy hole. I saw his dick before the rest of him. Salt and pepper hair, firm chest and arms, but sunken sick-looking facial cheeks. The other guys didn’t look POZ, but this fucker sure did. He pumped a few times, looking like a rutting animal, before loading my boy’s hole. I came in BJ’s mouth and he took it all in his mouth, then got up, and fed me some of my load. He then started fingering my hole with the rest of it. I was overcome with lust. How forbidden to be sharing my boy’s hole with a roomful of POZ strangers. I wanted some of the attention for myself and got down doggy style, facing my boy’s mouth and started kissing him hard. He was shocked that I was now on my knees too, being a slut offering up his ass for POZ cum. He seemed to be smiling. I closed my eyes, reached back and spread my cheeks for someone to dick me. And someone did. Several someones did. I took at least four cocks, and counted at least three loads up cum deposited deep up my NEG hole. My boy must have taken at least eight dicks. And he took all of their loads, like a champ. When we left, we were both covered in sweat and cum. We made it home and spooned together all night, cum leaking out both of our holes. Neither of his showered or washed out our cummy asses. We both tested NEG later that month and NEG again a month later. We haven’t been back to the POZ party yet, and may not be allowed until we both test POZ. Until then, I’ll have to keep looking for dick for my boy’s hole, and occasionally mine.

This a story about a family . Sam I made one mistake in my life, I was drunk one night and wanted to put my dick in a hole and deposed a load in. That night it was not what I was seeking and 18 years later Zero showed up. I run a business for Gay men where they can have fun in the 3 bathhouse , book stores , Sex clubs, Drugs or escorts I pimp out to chicken hawks. Zero I never knew my Father till I turned 18 as I live with my mother who was turning tricks to supports us.When I turned 11 I became very sick and it had a long term effect on my growth on my body and education. By the time I turned 18 I was only 5ft 90 LBS with no mussle mass, but was gifted with a 12X8 dick that I tried to sex with girls but they always turned me down as I was a shrimp of a male. When I turned 18 my mother said I should live with my Father now. When I walked into my Father place of business they said you have to be 18 to get in but I showed them my ID and then told them Sam is my Father they let me in laughing. Sam falls out of his chair when he see me when I tell him I'm his son and says what am I doing here. I tell Sam I have no place to live and maybe as my Father you can help. Yes, I can help but it won't be easy as its hard work and shitty hours. Your hours will be from 4am thill the place is clean at the Dump Bathhouse. Billy the night manager tells me what to do. Billy You will clean each room if the green light is on, if the red light is on people are using the room and don't enter. You will ware just a jock strap and sandals, if you see needles or syringes you put them in this red box. There will be cum on the floor , tables and wipe them down. The rooms with slings you put up a new sling and the old sling you bring to the front. I look down the hall all lights are green but one, so I do what I was told clean the rooms and I find a few small bags of this Cristal stuff and I take it to Billy. The one room I'm hearing noise coming from, someone has a bad cold as they are coughing, then someone screaming like they are in heavy pain begging them to stop. Take is bitch. You were begging for it. Now enjoy it as I knock you up. I run to Billy about someone is getting killed and Billy is laughing. That's Fred he is rapping someone who was teasing him , but don't worrier he will leave here with Fred gift. I go back now its all quite as moans of pleasure is coming from the room as this is the only room I have left to clean Fred is coming out the door. Fred is in his 60s well built 6ft frame with a lot of gray hair on his chest hiding some tattoos with two nipple rings from his drooping nipples. Fred see me and smiles then hands me $20 to take care of the boy in the room. I enter the room, he is just laying there naked with 6 hash marks put on his ass check with the number #454 on his back. I see 6 needles on the table with a small brown bottle. I saw Billy to help me move this boy who is in his 20s very well built, as we move him I ask Billy what is the #454 on his back means, Billy says this is the number of men Fred has knocked up, I ask Billy what that means and he goes blank face then says the word POZ.

Always keen to do videos as it’s a great bit of advertising when chatting on line or “Here’s one I did earlier “

Cast of Characters: Jamie - That’s me Hector - My Bud Marky - The Mark Terry - Co-conspirator Jesus - Terry’s POZ Pal Jason - Terry’s other POZ Pal Anonymous POZ white guy Table of Contents Chapter 1 - The Plan Chapter 2 – Implementation Chapter 3 - Pozzing Chapter 4 – CumSlut **Chapter 1 - The Plan ** I had the most awesome Memorial Day weekend. I took Friday off because I wanted to fuck around. First thing I did was to look-up Hector, the stud who had pozzed me on Christmas Eve. I hadn’t seen him much since then, but knew he was into planting dirty loads. You should have seen his eyes light up when I told him I had converted. He was in his boxers, which didn't hide his sleek poz cock, so naturally I was sucking that baby minutes after I was through the door. I didn't let his beautiful cock out of my mouth even when he shuffled to the couch. I went wild, deep-throating that poz tool. When my jaws began to ache, I begged him to fuck me. I have no shame. Hector dropped his drawers and turned me round. He plunged his tongue into my pussy. I love his tongue. He slobbered on my hole like it was candy, till I was moaning like a bitch in heat. When he was done with lubrication, he spun me round and made me straddle him, forcing my ass down on his raw tool. My greedy mancunt devoured his pole—while I simultaneously screamed in pain. He showed no mercy - I saw stars as he dicked me. Frankly, I think my screaming turned him on 'cause over and over again he asked if I liked his cock up my 'Bitch Ass'. I grunted in concurrence as he thrust in and out. He chewed my nips and fucked my ass for half an hour. My hole was by this point sore and throbbing and quite happy when he rammed It in and shot into me, unloading a bucket of charged cum. He left his cock up my ass, and we made out. Slowly, he pushed me off his shaft. He winced when my sphincter clenched around his tender head. He scooted down beneath my hole and rimmed me, slurping his poz jizm down his gullet. He made me clean him off. I love the combination of ass juice, the copperish taste of traces of blood, and poz spooge. We washed up and grabbed a bite to eat. I told him what I had in mind—to find a neg and poz him. “You game?” I reached beneath the table. His shaft, hard as a rock, told all. “C'mon, let's go!” I urged him. ** Chapter 2 - Implementation ** We spent most of the afternoon cruising Christopher Street, pretending we were a couple looking for a third. We got lots of smiles and chit chat, but no one was dopey enough to get close to us. We finally tried a bookstore. Surprisingly, there was a fair number of guys in there—most of them trolls. We headed to the back—and searched for our victim. Hector saw him first, and nudged me. He was perfect—college jock material; a bit shorter than I, about 5'7"; huge shoulders, massive pecs, and great legs. Big brown nips skewered his clean white tee. He was wearing a baseball cap and khaki shorts with sandals, and oozed “out-of-town-dumb-jock” from every pore. We circled and kept our eyes on him. Hector 'accidentally' bumped into him, mumbled an apology, and beamed his killer smile. The kid was somewhat nervous and moved on. After a bit of cat and mouse and a lot of furtive glances, the three of us began to engage in small talk. The kid's name was Mark, and Hector introduced me as his lover. Mark was 18, from Philadelphia, and attending summer school at NYU. He'd just settled into his dorm room (which he didn't share with anyone) and was getting acclimated. I told him I used to go to NYU (a lie), and what a great school it was (also a lie). I'd be happy to tell him all about things to do and stuff. Hector inveigled him into joining us for coffee. Mark was gorgeous. He’d been a wrestler in high school, and was studying physical therapy. He had short blond hair, and the most stunning blue eyes and dimples. Man, I loved those dimples. Hector made up stuff about us. Like, we'd been together four years and were trying to spruce up our sex lives—were considering a threesome. All the while he held my hand. If I didn't know he was a gifter, I'd have fallen for him. Mark ate it up. He thought all that lovey-dovey stuff was real. Not to mention that Hector himself was really hot. He looked Marky right in the eye, and asked if he'd help us out. I sat there innocently. It didn’t take long for Hector to convince him. Hector asked Mark if he would prefer his place or the dorm. We opted for his dorm, since it was closer. When we passed through Washington Square Park, Hector asked Mark if he smoked, and bought some weed. His room was sparsely furnished, and tucked away at the end of a hall right off the park. Hector and Mark sat on the small bunk that passes for a bed at NYU, and I sat at his desk. Hector rolled a joint and passed it around. We each took a hit. Hector put his hand on Mark’s knee and caressed it. He spoon-fed Mark a couple more tokes and kissed him. Mark's eyes clouded over. He didn’t seem experienced. Soon enough Hector's tongue jammed down the Mark's throat, his hands all over the hottie's bod. Mark was nude in less than a minute, and Hector never let up kissing him. As I surmised, Mark's body was terrific - I don't think he carried even an ounce of fat. I've got a swimmer's build, but Mark put me to shame. I dropped to my knees and sucked him. My digits worked his nips like I'd wanted to since I had first seen him. He moaned, and lay his hands atop my head. Meanwhile the kissing between Mark and Hector progressed to 'deep and sloppy', and a lust-swollen Mark bent down to suck Hector's turgid shaft. That latin dick damn near drove into Mark's licentious throat. Not surprisingly, Mark gagged, but Hector held him fast as I positioned Mark on his back on the bed and straddled him as Mark and I made-out. Hector slobbered up my ass and sucked Mark’s rod, getting it nice and slick, and guided Mark's pole into my hole, and tapped my ass, signaling me to plunge downward on Mark's shaft. It was so fucking hot—his groaned outright as his bare cock inched into my ass. ** Chapter 3 - The POZZING ** I started to ride that cock like crazy. You should have heard the kid. “Oh, God! Oh, Shit! Oh, Fuck!” as I milked his dick. Then I pushed him off, and re-positioned myself under him, planting my legs squarely on his shoulders. He gamely plowed back in, with no vacillation. Mark slid his cock in and out of my ass, Hector came from behind, spread Mark's cheeks and commenced rimming him. I don't think he’d ever been eaten out before, 'cause he went nuts, moaning and screwing harder. Hector apparently began fingering Mark's hole, remarking "What a tight fuckin' cunt you have" and "Fuckin' sweet hole" and how he was gonna stuff that pussy with Latin cock. Marky groaned all the more. “Take it easy, Mark. Don't cum yet” I counseled, as I could see what Hector was about to do as he lubed his dick with spit aimed for Mark's hole. Upon contact, Mark let out a yelp. I glimpsed ecstasy on Hector's face as he grunted “Shit yeah! That feels good!” Mark replied with some tension "Ughhhhhh, take it easy. Fuck, that hurts! Slow down! I haven't been fucked much." I soothed his discomfort saying “Don't worry, Mark. We're gonna take good care of you—beyond your wildest dreams." Hector, on the other hand, chimed in with "Think that hurts? Try this on for size!” as, quick as a fox, Hector rammed his rod all the way in. Mark's thighs were wedged against my ass, so effectively he was trapped. He let out a shriek. “S-T-O-P!” The poor Boy was sandwiched between us. Hector smirked, a fiendish twinkle in his eye. He could be a rough motherfucker at times. He loved to jam his cock in real hard. Mark was in tears so I pulled him towards me, tonguing them away. “Don't worry, Baby. It's OK.” “YEAH, BOY! FUCK YOUR PUSSY ON THAT COCK!” Hector demanded. IT WAS TIME! Hector nodded at me. I nodded back. He humped faster, moaning, groaning. He slammed in a few more times—held real still—and grunted as his dick spewed virus laden spooge up the innocent’s young ass. Hector shuddered and pulled out. He knelt down to eat his Poison Jizm out of Mark's ass. Mark moaned his approval - Hector knew full well the carnal delight of his rapacious tongue on a mancunt just defiled, and Mark kept telling us how hot that felt. He asked Hector if he could cum again, and Hector nodded and Mark bent down to suck Hector's dick. I knelt behind Marky and splayed his ass cheeks. His hole was puffy and red. I pointed out the bloody blotches around his pussy, and Hector nodded approvingly. I finger-fucked him roughly, scraping and abrading. Marky groaned as Hector’s cock was once again submerged inside his chute, his hole stretched wide to accommodate Herr Meister. Hector slammed in to his balls, unloading a second wad of POZ Jism up the young man’s butt. Unrepentant Pig Slut that I am, I lapped up the excess. We were going out that night and invited Mark, who, hungry for companionship or sex—whichever—eagerly accepted. We cautioned him to save himself for later. Reluctantly he agreed ** Chapter 4 - CumSlut ** I phoned Mark and asked if he’d beat off. “No,” he replied, “I’m saving It for you.” Hector and I laughed at that, but it was cool. We were gonna have some serious fun that night. When we got to his dorm, he was decked out like an Abercrombie & Fitch Jock Boy. Man, was he hot in his baggy cargo shorts and tight fitting Tee! I almost creamed. He, in turn, was ecstatic to see us, and gave us each a long, lingering kiss—Hector's was a bit longer than mine, but I didn't mind. We went out and grabbed a bite to eat, and Hector suggested we go to a sex club. Mark was hesitant at first, but Bro promised we’d take good care of him. So we headed out to a place in Queens that Hector said was fun. I'd never been there, and was excited—and apprehensive. The place was okay, if somewhat dark and sleazy. But it did turn out to be exciting. Poor Marky looked so out of place. We got a room and quickly changed from our street clothes into towels. I realized, after a couple of minutes, that Marky and I were among the only seven or eight white guys there. Everyone else was either Latino or Black, and those Black and Latin dudes cruise Marky! I think everyone of them wanted a piece of his Lily White Ass. Hector led us to the “Orgy Room,” an unlit lounge with frayed upholstery and mattresses that reeked of cum and urine. He kept hold of Marky's hand and kissed him. A black guy sat down next to us, and watched Hector and Mark make out. I leaned over and licked his nips. The guy was huge, at least 6' tall. I moaned as he snaked his tongue into my ass. Marky watched me getting eaten till Hector grabbed him by the neck and pushed him down. I noticed Mark's cock poked through his towel as he sucked Hector's Dick. The black guy's cock probed my pussy and inched slowly in. It must have been gigantic cause it hurt like hell. We fucked in silence as I watched Marky blow Hector. Then Hector drew Mark up against his body, positioning him over his shaft. Mark's neg hole unclenched to take Hector's poz tool for the third time that day. All I could do was watch the scene unfolding in front of me as that humungous black rod plow in and out of me. I was flying! I wrapped my arms around the black guy and pulled him close, clenched my ass and watched his eyes flicker and roll back. He groaned and slammed in hard as his dick spasmed and he unloaded his semen into me. “You poz or neg?” I whispered. "Neg" came the reply. "That's cool" I replied, as I gestured towards Mark saying "but my buddy Mark is lookin' for the bug" adding that it was Mark's first time barebacking, and he was looking for as many loads as possible, preferably poz loads. He glanced at Marky riding Hector's Shaft saying he knew a few poz guys who wouldn't mind barebacking a neg white ass, and that he would try to round them up. I squeezed down on his dick again, and he groaned. He kissed me and pulled out, uncorking a rivulet of jism that dripped out of my cunt, and ran down my leg. He followed his slimy hard-on through the doorway and disappeared. Hector was deep-dicking Marky whom he damn near held up by his tits. He grunted, shooting his third poz load into Mark, and then frenched him as a 'thank you'. Someone tapped my shoulder. Terry, the black guy, had returned with two of his cohorts—Jason, homely as hell, but with an insanely long, thick shaft, and Jesus, a Latino. Both were poz and both were willing to breed Marky. Hector slid his Dick out of the Youth and pushed him down. Marky’s Hole remained distended and Poison Jizm oozed from his Chute. Jesus got on his hands and knees and rimmed the Kid’s NEG Pussy. The Boy moaned and gyrated as Jesus scoured his Ass. I held my Poppers under the Youngster’s nose and told him to breathe deeply. The Teen inhaled three intoxicating hits. Jesus rose, took aim, and rammed It in the Youth. In lust and gratitude, I pushed Terry back on the bench, straddled him, and lowered myself on his Pole. He tweaked my Nips. Homely Jason stroked his Shaft watching Jesus ass-pump Marky. I sucked Jason’s voluptuous Dickhead, in preparation for the Kid. Mark looked around, saw me bobbing on Terry's Cock—and freaked! He’d presumed I was the one fucking him! Panicky, he tried to pull off, but Hector held him down. The Kid got out a single “N-O-O-O-O-O!” before Hector muffled him with a kiss. “It’s okay, Baby. Feel that hard Cock up your Ass? You want It, don't you? C'mon, Marky, do It for me. Do It for Hector.” Marky started bouncing on Jesus' Cock like all git-out. “YEAH, BABY,” Hector hissed. “TAKE HIS DIRTY CUM, YOU SLUT!” Marky moaned while Jesus pulverized him. Jesus let out a groan and shot. Jason pulled Jesus off Marky and slipped in, pumping like a fucking rabbit. He moaned and unloaded in Marky’s Ass. Marky was frantic—torn between loving It and fearing AIDS. When Jason withdrew, Hector dicked back in, intentionally trapping three POZ Loads up Marky’s Pussy. A few voyeurs had gathered round to watch. One white guy stroked his Dick and mouthed “POZ” at Hector. Hector kissed Marky gently. “One more, Baby?” The Boy nodded. The white guy fucked the Teen and pulsed. Slime drooled out of Marky’s abused Mancunt. He moaned salaciously as Hector pawed his youthful Pole. 8 ropes of once NEG Cum assaulted Hector’s chest, draining the Youth’s pent-up, lust-filled Sacs. Terry gripped my hips, slammed into me and shot up my Ass. I unloaded on my belly. An old Troll slumped to his knees and slurped up the POZ Jizm from my gut and Cock. We rested (I got Terry's number) and headed to the showers . It was 2 am when we got back to the room. Hector asked Mark how he was doing. “Great! Ass a little sore, though.” We headed to the train station. The streets were empty. Hector pulled a soda from his bag and popped some pills.” “What are those?” asked the Youth. “They’re AIDS meds. You’ll need ‘em soon enough.” “I’m clean. I don't have HIV.” ”Know how many of the dudes you fucked tonight were POZ? Every single one of them. So don’t be so sure and sanctimonious about your Status. If you’re still NEG, consider yourself fortunate. If you’ve succumbed, you got a precious GIFT to share with your Gay brothers. Either way, you win.” Marky got real introspective after that.

There’s no question that until a practical preventative or effective treatment is developed, we’re going to have to think about sanitizing where and how we make contact. That’s going to be an alien concept and a hard sell, I fear, to some men who revel in “piggy” sex. It’s not as though any of us are fucking in a NASA Clean Room (and if you are, shame on you - it would be terrible if the first evidence of life we find on Mars turns out to be chlamydia from your crotch), but some men seem to fetishize microbe-prone behavior. It’s hard to get more microbe-friendly than tonguing another man’s bodily fluid out of a third man’s anus. Myself, if I host anytime soon, I fully expect to be doing a lot of wiping and disinfecting of the space between Tops, for their safety as well as my own. The bottom line is that for the indeterminate future, this thing we enjoy cannot be done without assuming a risk to uninvolved persons. Yet neither can a trip to the grocery. We can only measure the need versus the risk, determine how much we can limit the risk, and from that make an acceptable decision on how to proceed. Sexual release is a basic human need, as vital as any human contact. Going a year without sexual outlet is a great deal to ask, and for some, perhaps it is too much to ask.

Yes, I've had this a couple of times. "Non-Specific Urethritis" I think is the official diagnosis - it can be just normal skin bacteria that aren't supposed to be in there. Antibiotics do work. More recently, I have started taking a urinary tract disinfectant (over-the-counter at the drugstore, look for the active ingredient "methenamine" or "hexamethylenetetramine") before and after I indulge in a lot of topping play, especially anonymously (I don't generally bother with friends whose health and cleanliness I trust). Seems to work OK. YMMV.

An I said last year no one should ever fuck a republican. Ever.

I'm a top. I do not like it when a bottom asks me to cum in him. I prefer that there be no discussion at all about cumming inside. We never even discuss status. We just start fucking. When I'm about to cum, I'll moan louder to signal the bottom. If he continues holding on to my ass, I'll shoot it inside.

PART 7: ASHTON GIVES IN Ashton lay there silently on his back -- drunk from a night out on the town -- as I slid his tight boxer briefs down his tanned thighs and pulled them off his feet. Sure enough, the kid had gotten a hard-on, probably still thinking about the random girl he saw hours earlier. Facing no resistance, I leaned down and began licking his young dick from the tip to his balls and back again, finally engulfing the entire 7 inches in my mouth. Ashton moaned and lifted one hand over his face but said nothing. Within a few seconds, Ashton was bucking his hips against my mouth. Clearly he wanted this, but I wanted more. I lifted myself off the bed and slid Ashton closer to the foot of the bed. I motioned Jimmy to take my place on the kid's dick, which he did immediately and began expertly sucking Ashton’s 21-year-old rod. I lifted Ashton’s toned legs over my shoulders and licked my finger – the same one with the pointed nail that just a few weeks ago had ripped up Cody’s hole and prepared him for my deadly virus. Ashton made no sound at all when I slid my wet finger into his hole and went deep. Jimmy continued sucking him, being careful to not bring him to completion just yet. “Oh duuuude, that’s intense. Shit,” Ashton slurred, still showing no objection but not entirely understanding what was happening to him. “Pfffff. What kind of toy is that?” “It’s the best kind, Ashton,” I said quietly. “Just enjoy it. I want you to feel good. You’re the star here, so this is all about making you feel good.” “Mmmmm,” he responded, still with his hand covering his eyes – maybe to block out the light, or maybe so he could imagine two hot, busty co-eds enjoying his body rather than two average-looking gay men using him. After a minute, I pulled my finger out and, even in the dim light, could see Ashton’s negative blood caked under the long, jagged fingernail I’d prepared for this night. Without a pause, I lubed my cock and pulled his body closer until my bare mushroom head rubbed against his vulnerable, exposed hole. Jimmy never pulled his mouth off Ashton’s cock, but I could see his eyes widen as he twisted his head to watch me lean further into Ashton, popping my raw cock slowly into his damaged neg chute. That got Ashton’s attention, even in his drunken state. “Ahhh. That toy’s too thick dude, I don’t think I can,” he said, never looking down to see that it was, in fact, a dripping poz cock that was entering his gorgeous 21-year-old body. “Shhh, give it a sec, you’re gonna love it, son,” I said. I nodded to Jimmy to pick up the pace, because Ashton wasn’t going to give us much time. As Jimmy began sucking faster to bring Ashton to climax, the boy moaned – maybe in response to the expert blowjob he was getting, or maybe because I was gradually building up speed myself as I felt my load began to make its move. Within 30 seconds of entering his gorgeous, tight ass, Ashton began bucking his hips into Jimmy’s mouth, shooting his own young seed into my friend. At the same time, my cock began to jerk inside the boy as a 6-day load of dirty, toxic HVL seed unloaded into his healthy young jock body. “Ahhhhh, damn,” Ashton mumbled, barely coherent. Within seconds, he started to snore quietly, still with my cock in him. I considered leaving my cock in him to go for another round, but I decided it was late, and I was exhausted. With Jimmy sitting back in the chair again and providing an audience, he watched as I pumped my stiff dick in the kid a few more times to (and this is the part he didn’t know) try and drive my virus deeper into his wounded ass, then slid out. “Oh damn, you didn’t even use a condom?” Jimmy whispered to me as he saw my bare, cum-covered cock slide out of his young stud friend. “How do you know Ashton doesn’t have gono? I’m pretty sure he cheats on his girlfriend.” “Oh well, that’s the chance we take” I replied. We both chuckled a little as we pulled Ashton up the bed and got him settled in under the covers. Jimmy got a shower and took his place on the other side of the huge bed with Ashton. I could swear I heard Jimmy grunting later. My hunch was that he also got his cock inside Ashton and pounded my dirty load in a little deeper, but I never knew for sure. I went to my room and slept like a baby.

IMHO, a well thought out start to a list that is sure to grow @rawTOP. I also lived through a lot of the HIV days and was actually in a sero-discordant relationship for about 12 years, and so when PrEP became available, it was an obvious choice to me to help be proactive about my health and lower risk with my undetectable partner. And I agree, this is a virus that will make some folks pause and think about things.... everyone will have to do what is right for them. I hope they are respectful of others in that process. I (used to) travel all over the world as part of my job. Mostly Europe, Africa, USA and Canada. Obviously, that isn't happening right now and I don't see a huge, quick turnaround. And that suits me fine, as I have a job that allows me to work at home - when I'm not working in airports. I've been alone in my home office since the second week of March. I've left the house 3 times, after dinner when the crowds in the grocery store are dwindling. I'm in/out like a ninja buying what I need, while wearing a mask and gloves. And then straight home to 'wash' some of my groceries. I stay in touch with my FWB's a few times a week. It's a relatively small list. I have realized this was likely a good thing. Why? In discussion with two of my closest FWB's we realized we have been isolating ourselves quite a bit from everyone. All limited to our once or twice a month foray for food. Masked. One has asthma (like me) and one had kidney issues years ago and is on a disability pension. We have really watched our P's and Q's. Internet meetings only with family and friends. Rob called me yesterday and said... "I haven't had sex in 12 weeks. I haven't left my house in 12 weeks. I'm losing it. What about you?" My response was that I had gone out for some groceries 3 times in the last 12 weeks. That's it. We have been FWB for years and we trust one another. And so, we got together yesterday and had a good solid romp. We're both versatile so there was some good breeding going on. I think this will be my new normal for a while. We even talked about that part and agreed this was about as risky as we would get. He went home to his house and I plan to stay in mine until sometime next week when I need some supplies. Masked. Gloved. I DO like the idea of pump n' dumps or gloryhole fucks tho.... maybe on the back deck? Hmmm. Great thread. I will be curious to see what others have to say and their experiences...

I obeyed. Staring at Jacques I pulled off my tee and raised my own arms above my head. I knew after all the working out, swimming and the cold water that I looked good. Fucking good. I leaned into my right pit and inhaled. I dropped my hands to my cargo shorts and pulled the button and lowered them a little. And stopped. He raised an eyebrow and smirked. He dragged his left hand through the thick bush of his chest and into his pit, raised it to his nose and inhaled. His hands then found the waistband of his shorts and hooked his thumbs under the elastic. As we watched eachother we pulled down our shorts. His cock was cupped in a jock. Mine in black briefs. As our shorts dropped to the floor, he hand grabbed his jock and he squeezed hard, letting out a deep sigh. I dropped my hand into my briefs to pull on my own balls. It was silent. Only our breathing could be heard above the morning songbirds. He pulled the pouch of jock down, his clock slapping against his his furry stomach and slurping some jizz onto the hair. I dropped my own underwear, my cock 90 degrees to my washboard stomach. Our piercings glinted in the sun. His thick heavy piercing not weighing down his massive engorged weapon. Fuck I wanted to walk over there and suck him. But no. Jacques licked his lips, then spat on his hand, gripped his cock and grinned. I balled some gob and let it drop into my cock and lathered it round my shaft. As we stood there, we slowly began beating out cocks, in sync. Unconsciously my hand moved to my pierced tit and as I wanked I tweaked it. Jacques smiled. But so did I. This time I was determined not to let myself down and knew, with my bladder full to bursting I stood a good chance. Jacques other hand dropped to his hairy balls and gripped them he tugged and squeezed them as he jacked his cock. “Was he tight, the blond twink you fucked?” Jacques started and looked at me. I smiled. “Did he beg you to fuck him raw, breed him. Bury your seed deep in his cunt?” Jacques closed his eyes and tilted his head back. I decided to take a chance. “Did you blow your toxic seed into his guts. Did you poison him?” Jacques head snapped back, his eyes opened and he stared at me. Nodding, he gobbed onto his cock, smiled at me and started wanking again. “Oh yeah. You bred him. Ruined his chute with your massive pierced cock, didn’t you? Ripped into the sides of his gut so that your toxic load would spread quickly. You fucked him and he was too cunted and high to stop you. Drinking the cum from every cock forced down his throat in the club that night. Cum and piss.” Jacques moaned and imperceptibly he started to tug faster. “I saw you and him. He was riding your thick man cock. You were pulling him down, raping his mancunt in front of all those guys. I’d taken a load that night and you watched me take it. Yeah?” Jacque nodded. He was staring at me. His eyes were glazed over. He was panting. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat and his balls had pulled up to the base of his cock. He was close. “Watching me take a load deep, hard and generous in my cunt. Hearing my moans as I blew a load. Yeah?” He had closed his eyes. He was jacking his cock with both hands now. Precum was dripping onto the ground. “All those guys jacking off as you fucked his twink hole. And when you blew your load you wanted it to be my cunt you were fucking, using, raping, opening, bruising, bleeding, poisoning ...” And with that, Jacques yelled and shot a massive, gooey load, spewing his spunk into the leaves and grass in front of him. The force of his orgasm forced him to his knees, as he shook controllably. Suddenly my own balls tightened and my own seed shot out of my cock and splattered all over Jacques bent head. He looked up and caught the last stroke of my cock on his face. My spunk glistened in the sunlight and leaked down his cheek. He smiled and opened his mouth. Without a pause, I directed a stream of piss into his waiting mouth, drinking some before he leaned back and let it stream down his furry chest. When my torrent of piss had subsided, I smiled at him. He smiled back. I shook my cock into my hand and fed myself its last drips. Then, I picked up my clothes, turned around and walked to my car. Getting in, I didn’t look back as I drove away.

Yes, shave my hole, crack, cock, balls, chest, pits, unless asked not to. Luv to be felched while taking loads, and always want that tongue and mouth to focus on my hole, not the hair around it.

Nice! Love to stop at Bush River after spending a weekend up in Philly hitting the bathhouses and vid/theater/ABS joints. Have had great luck at Bush River and sometimes it’s been very late when I would arrive like 1-2 am in Sunday night/Monday morning. I usually hit the video booths first and then head over to the theater part, then back and forth until I have to race home to shower and get ready to be on time for work Monday morning.

I finally had time to visit Amsterdam's Meat Market party at Club Church again. Although i have been fucking bare for a long time now, I never had a chance to visit Meat Market (MM) again since i always have to work when that party is on. Meat Market is a party comparable to Fickstutenmarkt where tops can fuck all the bottoms they want, and the blindfolded bottoms are never allowed to refuse a top. If you wear a red hood, you are allowed to be fucked bareback, if you wear a white hood you can only be fucked safe. And this was my first time going bare. For some reason I am always super nervous at the start of a party. Mainly, I think, is that I am afraid that i am not clean. I live an hour away from Amsterdam and although I was clean when i left, the nerves pushed some 'enemies' in my fuck hole. But fortunately i came fully prepared with a douche and a big 23cm dildo to clean out the last enemies. Right before the party started my dildo and I gave myself the 'all clear' and I was good to go! I was placed at the corner of a fuck bench with my ass up and then the wait began. I could hear footsteps approaching me and the first guy next to me got fucked mercilessly. Soon a guy approached me and pushed me over and he immediately started aiming for my hole. His dick was a nice size but not gigantic, so a nice one to open my hole with. He fucked me for a couple of minutes before slapping my ass and left. A second cock filled me up almost immediately afterwards. His cock pushed against my blatter quite hard and because of the nerves, even though they were fading away, i needed to take a piss. I went to the restrooms and when i was done some hot guy helped me getting back to the benches. My spot was taken so he literally put me in the corner where in the darkness i could find a bench too. Within seconds a new guy showed up and fucked me quickly but very hard. He left and his spot was taken by two undeniably American guys. Because my nerves were finally gone, my thick dick had finally awoken and i was stroking it. "Oh my God! Look at this whore's fat cock, babe! You wanna fuck him first?" one of the two exclaimed. Before I could say something, i was bent forward and had the guys dick in my mouth and immediately felt a terrible pain in my ass... His boyfriend started fucking me with a condom... Damn it! I am not only mentally allergic to condoms, but also psychically. My hole starts to burn like hell when a guy starts fucking me with a condom. Like you rub salt in it. I can only compare the feeling as being similar to getting cum in your eye. That hurts like hell too. I said to him: I am so sorry, but I am not wearing red for nothing I am allergic to rubber and it hurts so much! He kept fucking but the feeling was too painful so i got back up and said: sorry: bare or nothing. I knew i had broken the rules but fortunately they were kind enough to accept my apology and said that they normally fucked bare too, but...'It's Amsterdam you know.." I smiled at the irony of that coming from two guys from San Francisco. They pushed me on my knees and without being able to take a deep breath i had the other guys dick down my throat. They started to take turns filling my dumb face and one of them blew a nice load down my throat. Yes! Load number 1, in the pocket. More guys arrived and before i knew it i had dicks 4, 5, 6 and 7 in my ass. Dick number 8 also dumped a load in my face. I decided to take a smoke break and went to the bottom rest area. I was finally able to take my hood off for a second and i stared at this gorgeous smooth guy also taking a break. I was still hard and he immediately, without saying anything bent over. I didn't want to break the rules again (cause bottoms are not allowed to fuck other bottoms) but then i remembered seeing two bottoms blowing each other on my way to the rest area. My horniness won from my common sense and i started breeding his hole. His hole was so fucking open that I had to double check that my cock was actually in him, and I was not fucking the air between his legs. I kept pumping his ass when a second bottom appeared and bent over too. Damn, I couldn't control myself anymore: the sex addicted slut that I actually am took over the good 'boy next door' i normally pretend to be (lol). I did not want to cum so i stopped after a while and finished another sigaret. My ass was still sore from that stupid condom so I went to the restrooms again to cool my ass down with some water and i spotted this sexy guy with his gigantic cock. Turned out it was a fat 23cm dick and i begged him to fuck me. He pushed me down and first opened my throat, exclaiming: Fuck, not many guys can go that deep without throwing up haha!". I said:"Real whores are trained to deepthroat any dick". He kept fucking my throat before pulling me back up and turned me around and slammed his cock in my ass. I moaned and he started pushing harder and harder before pulling out, slamming my back to the floor and dumped load number 3 in my cum bucket mouth. "Thanks slut" he said, while slapping me in the face. He walked away and i wanted to return to the main area but I noticed this even hotter guy next to the stairs staring at me. Staring at me while stroking his massive piece of meat, that is. His eyes were on fire, and before i knew it he dragged me with him and threw me in a cubicle. He started fucking my face first and then pumping my wide open hole too before returning to my face and dumped load number 4 in me. I was in heaven, and in desperate need for more. I wanted another cigarette and went back to the bottom room where a hairy, piggy, clearly sex addicted versa bottom was awaiting me. He bent over and i started fucking him. Apparently i did not fuck him hard enough cause he smacked his own ass and waved his hand, signing me that he wanted more. I started slamming his ass as hard as i could and he started to moan like he was about to explode! Suddenly he pushed me away. I was confused: "Sorry, did i hurt you?". "No", he said. "But i want to dump my load in you now, you pig". I happily bent over and he slammed his rock hard dick in me like there was no tomorrow. Another guy started fucking my face and after a few minutes of brutal fucking he moaned like a bear attacking its prey and i felt his cocking pumping his cum in me. I was so happy! He thanked me and said i had a gorgeous ass. I finished my sigaret and went back up, i found a nice spot and before i knew it new guys started filling my ass again. Before i knew it I had 18 stripes on my back, meaning 18 different guys had used my body for their pleasure. I was super turned on and i noticed, while secretly raising my hood a bit that quite a few bottoms had already left. I laid ass up on the bench and a guys approached me and started fucking my face and dumped his load in my face. Number 5! Suddenly i felt two hands pushing my down and someone whispered in my ear:"lay flay on your stomach". I did as i was told and I felt warm spit dripping on my hole. "Yes, another bare cock for me", I thought! I had not even finished the thought or an excruciating pain rushed through my body. I screamed. "What the fuck are you doing!", I yelled. But he kept going. It felt like a small, hard foreign object was being pushed inside my ass. "Aaaarghh!!", I screamed in pain. My whole body started to reject this pain and I tried to wrestle myself loose, but his arm was around my neck and his whole body was on top of me. I couldn't talk anymore because at the same time another guy fucked his big cock in my mouth. But the pain was too severe. Finally the stupid fucker realised I wasn't enjoying his attempt of fucking me, and let me go. "Jesus! What the hell was that". I screamed. A bottom slut next to me, grinned and said:"And that is why we hate condoms". That stupid fucker had fucked my sluthole with his small rock hard dick wrapped in a condom. I got up, but way too quickly and my head started to spin. I almost fainted because of the pain, the lack of food I'd had and the shock of what just happened. I hated myself for my angry response, but it was just too painful. I went downstairs to take a piss and drink some water and cool my ass down a bit. "Did this guy really just ruin my amazing afternoon?", I thought. I sat down and took a deep breath. I forgot i was still wearing a hood, so within a minute a guy approached me and started fucking my throat again. Apparently he had noticed the whole ordeal and said: "Condoms can hurt like fuck, I know what you're going through". I thanked him for his words and kept sucking him. The pain started to fade away a bit and after resting for about 15 minutes i decided that I did not want this stupid guy to ruin my day. So i pulled myself together, went back up and went for the final round. Hungry tops happily took that opportunity and fortunately they all fucked me bare. I decided that I was done after a couple of hours of sex and took my hood off and said to one of the party assistants that I was finished for the day. I ordered my first drink of that afternoon and started to let my eyes get used to the bright disco lights. It started to wind down but i Noticed in the corner of the other fucked bench a super hot bottom getting destroyed by a hot salt and pepper bearded daddy. I walked up to them and enjoyed the spectacle. The daddy moaned and dumped his load in him. The bottom turned around and i saw a gigantic fat cock on that bottom. I could not control myself, since i had not cum yet. I approached him while the daddy jumped off of him and said to me:" He is all yours now!" I grinned and started to suck the bottom's fat cock. Immediately going all the way down until my nose was buried in his stomach. He started to moan and i climbed on top of him and started to ride his cock. Clearly he did not expect that but he enjoyed it nonetheless. "Give me your cock!", he begged. I got up and he turned around and i started fucking him. I didn't care anymore, i needed more sex! I kept fucking him right until I felt I could not hold it any longer. I stopped, because I did not want to cum yet, the evening was still young, and started to rub his dick with lube and gave him a super intense handjob, his body moved up and down and from side to side while moaning out:"oh yes, oh fuck, oh fuck!". Suddenly I yelled at him:" Give me your cum you slut!". He started rubbing himself and within 10 seconds he blew a gigantic load all over his chest. I licked it up and he thanked me for the great experience. A party assistent announced that the party was about to close and that it was time to get dressed again! I walked towards the coat check and i noticed one last red hooded cum whore still getting fucked. His caramel colored skin was filled with stripes. One stripe, for one cock. I started to count and that whore had 36 stripes on him. I congratulated him on that achievement and he started to laugh. "Well, you're not bad either!", he said. "Let me count yours". He started to count and he said:"Well done boy! You got 21 on you!" 21 cocks, 5 loads, and despite the condoms I had a fantastic afternoon. I left happily and cannot wait to go to the next party. xxx Charlie

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11. After their threesome, Tony was led by Duke and Sam into the showers. After their shower, they went back to the bar and ordered an another round. After a few minutes, Danny and Rick came back, all sweaty from the dance floor. The rest of the evening, they all switched between dancing and grinding against all the hot guys on the floor and talking at the bar table over their beers. It was around midnight and they decided to take the party back to Danny and Rick's house, so they took a taxi home where Tony and Sam switched from beer to some whiskey. Tony wasn't drinking that much, but the alcohol was starting to make him dizzy. Sam on the other hand was clearly a bit drunk already. Tony stood up and reached for the bottle, when suddenly Sam slapped his ass hard and loudly exclaim with an approving laugh "Ricky, I have to say, your nephew is one hot fuck!" Rick was visibly a bit surprised. "Hold up! You fucked him too?!" "Yup. And he fucking delivered." "Wait! Is there not one person in this room who didn't fuck my nephew without me knowing about it?" "There is, in fact. You!" laughed Duke. "Fuck me!" said Rick and shook his head. "Wait! Did ya'll tell him about... well your statuses?" "Yup, we did!" said Sam and added: " he couldn't wait to get his ass full of my toxic cum and then pump his hot neg load into Duke!" "And then piss all over us!" added Duke with a grin. Rick looked at Tony. Tony couldn't help it, he spread his legs, bit his lips, grabbed his cock through the jeans and gave his uncle a look full of rebellion, satisfaction and lust all at the same time - the horny, cocky look of a real pig in making. "You... you really want it?" asked Rick and pointed to his cock. "You really want to... get the bug?" asked Rick. "At this point, I think there's no turning back. I don't think I could really enjoy sex with a condom. And the thought of fucking with poz guys - or even converting just makes me so horny!" Rick was so horny at this point he couldn't hold anything back. "Fuck! Okay. Let's do it." he said, massaging his cock through his jeans, adding "Brace yourselves! As of tomorrow morning, real hell breaks loose in this house!" Rick said with an evil grin and a voice full of lust. "And by the end of the month, you won't just look at that hot cock between your legs and be amazed how big it is, but also how dangerous!" added Danny. Tony's cock almost tore his jeans apart. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I want to hear your thoughts and comments about this story. Don't be shy and cum around. More cumming soon.

Part 7. FUCKED well and truly I scream an almost unintelligible “NOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo” But in what must be a well-rehearsed double act Aaron violently jabs his massive meat in my now sore hole, eliciting an immediate “Ooouch!” from me just in time for Martin to plug my mouth with his equally impressive cock thrusting the huge shaft all the way into my open mouth until I choke, gag and gasp for air. My senses went into overdrive being sadistically spit roast, “Unn, ungg, nnn, n-n-n” was the only sound I can make, my mind racing, clink, clank, clink, clank rings around my ears from the Sling chains. I try to relax and breathe from the throat-fuck pounding but Martin is getting off on making me drool and choke as my eyes tear up. "Damn it Bossman chaser.” He pants, “I'm gonna shoot today’s first Poz load down your bugchasing throat and you'd better swallow every drop, then keep sucking to keep me hard ready for the second load that’s going in your tight arse." Then it suddenly happens....his cock vein’s pulse, the shaft swelled yet further and harder as he cut off my air supply and then torrents of red hot dirty Poz cum is hitting the back of my throat while he pushes in as far as he could go while screaming, "Swallow every drop bitch." I all but blacked out only coming to as he eases his still gushing cock from my throat and yet somehow there was more cum pumping out than I can swallow so it’s only escape was up and out through my nose! Momentarily amid gurgling sounds I feel as if I’m going to drown in cum. At that same moment Aaron picks up his fucking pace pulling almost all the way out until only the huge cockhead is pulling against my ass lips then ramming in deep, penetrating me painfully so that I feel a sharp dagger like pain deep inside my guts followed by a muffled pop as his mushroom head smashes through my second sphincter time and time again. I deserve this pain, welcome it for playing with fire and getting burnt. This pain is for cheating and I embrace it by pushing myself onto this hard-invading piece of flesh as I squeeze my ass muscles down around his cock trying to give Aaron a good feeling. My phone rings…of course it will be Steve, he always immediately answers my calls and it’s a running joke between us that I take ages to get back to him, Martin picks up the call and hits the speaker button. “Aaaaawwwwwwaaaaallllllllllllllllllllll” A screech like that of a wounded animal pierces the air followed by expletives, It’s over, we’re through, your things will be on the front lawn, I don’t ever want to see you ever again.” I can’t respond, just repeat “ehhr, ehhr, ehrr together with the recurring jangling of the sling chains is all Steve could hear if he is listening as Aaron’s cock viciously hammers my bruised colon damaging the sensitive membrane of skin within giving his toxic pre-cum swimmers plenty of opportunity to change my life forever as he changes tempo and directions. My prostate is stimulated by the constant rubbing and poking of his shaft across it and as the discomfort lessens, endorphins kick in, and as pleasure begins to flood my senses I start to enthusiastically thrust back to meet his. Martin whispers in my ear, “let Steve know what it is you need.” I mumble “Get fucked raw!” “Get fucked how Jack?” “I need my Poz Daddies, their buddies and anyone else to rape me! Fuck me bareback with their toxic cocks and fill my boy pussy up with AIDS cum!” The phone is clicked OFF No going back now, my life with Steve has ended. I relax, breathe deep and from nowhere the pressure building up in my gut is released as I begin to piss, an arc of yellow steaming stinky piss hits me in the face, eyes, mouth and dribbles down to my chest. “Arrrhhh we’ve got ourselves a real pig here now” says Aaron as he starts to breath heavy…. “I’m gonna spray my Poz load into you real soon” then pants and groans, I know the tell tale signs of impending climax. “Oh fuck…. oh yes please…..God I love it…. fuck me harder…” I shout, head back in pleasure knowing that the any minute now he’s going to shoot a big load into my body to knock me up. Aaron spits out “Come on…. milk my cock..... Suck the Poz load out of my balls with your once Neg greedy cunt” The fucking gets more aggressive as Aaron grabs hold of the leather bed of the Sling, shoves his diseased dick in me and roars, “FUCK! I’m shooting my virus into you, you whore… Do you feel my dirty cum, bitch?” I know it he’s flooding my ass with his toxic cum and I can’t believe how many spurts he’s unloading, reminding me after each one “Bossman. Take my Poz cum you fucking whore!” Then his sweaty body collapses on me and I guess what’s going to happen next as he continues to now gently rocks in and out pushing as much dirty cum in as deep as possible until he comes to a stop. At this same time Martin whispers in my ear, “You’ve done great, now thank Aaron for giving you his medically immune Poz cum.” I just yell out as asked, “Oh yeah! Thank you, Sir, for giving me your gift, your med resistant gift!” Then it hits me….med resistant….fuck what have I done and yet despite being exhausted I’m elated too. He goes on to tell me, “you’ve found your calling; born to please your Daddies, their friends, and anyone that wants to fuck my cunt bareback! That I was born to be an AIDS cock and cum whore!” And as Aaron yanks out I’m left lying in my own now cold piss, my cock twitching wanting release all I can say is “bring it on!.”

Part 11 Tom slammed his spike tipped cock balls deep into my ass. I screamed in pain, feeling the spike tear me inside. My body bucked and tried to get away from the assault on my ass, but I couldn’t move. Tom stayed silent. After a few minutes I blacked out. I must have dipped in and out of consciousness, occasionally I would feel the familiar pain in my ass when Tom fucked me, but I never remained awake for long. I don’t know how long it went on for. I eventually woke up feeling heavy, I was no longer tied up and I was wearing a pair of cotton briefs. My hole felt tender and tight, I could hear voices arguing around me. “Tom, you should have called me sooner, you're lucky I got here when I did.” “Brian he took it like a champ, you remember how intense you got about your own boy!” “Yeah but I have medical training, you don’t want to kill the kid. He should have had fluids two days ago, how many times did you fuck him with the spike?” “About 6 loads worth. Not used it in the past couple of days though, he was taking longer to come round after each fuck. That’s why I called you.” “Just as well you did. I’ll examine his hole and test him, I’m sure you’ll have claimed him by now.” I lay there with my eyes closed listening to them talk about me. I was too tired to really take in what they were saying. I felt my body being rolled over, making me face down on the mattress, I felt my briefs being pulled off exposing my ass. The familiar coolness of lube on my hole and the slow stretch of the speculum in my ass made me feel more awake. I realised I had an IV in my arm as I moved slightly. “Fuck Tom, how much cum has he had, his hole is coated in it. Tears are beginning to heal up, looks like they were deep. I’m sure he’s got it now.” “I used some frozen loads I’d been saving for lube. Will it show up in a test that quickly?” “One way to find out. You were right though, he’s a tough boy” Brian removed the speculum and put my briefs back on me. He took my arm for a sample of blood. Tom climbed into the bed next to me and held me in his arms, I felt strangely comfortable. He leant down and kissed my hair and ran his fingers, I felt so confused. Tom had been so cruel to me yet here he was being affectionate. “Congratulations Tom, you’ve claimed him. You’ll need to wait until the initial flu has passed to check the strain is the same but it looks promising. Maybe you should reward him?” Tom kissed me again, this time on the mouth, his lips lingered over mine. My body rushed, I still couldn’t get hard though with my dick being locked away still. Tom got up and began to walk Brian out. “Thanks again Brian, you’ll come to his flu party?” “With your strain Tom he’ll need my help to get through it, be good to him it’ll happen within the next couple of days.” I finally opened my eyes, there wasn’t much left in the IV bag on the stand next to the bed. I glanced around the room. It was still bare and dimly lit, I caught my reflection in the mirrored ceiling, I looked thinner, my hair unkept and I had thick stubble. I did however look clean and didn’t smell. Tom must still have been washing me. “Welcome back boy. You’ve been in and out for a few days now. Brian was just checking out your progress.”

The first time I ever sucked a cock, I was a total newbie. I was 31 and had never had a cock in my mouth before. The year before I went to a bookstore and let a guy suck my cock--the first time I had ever let a guy do that--and it freaked me out. It felt so amazing and sleazy and I immediately went into a panic. I was straight, married, and a guy just sucked my dick. But I couldn't stop thinking about that sleazy little bookstore and how incredible if felt to be that nasty. Plus, I realized I didn't give a fuck about getting my dick sucked--I wanted to suck a cock. So I found another bookstore and two guys came into my booth at the same time. I was freaked out again and panicking, but I got down on my knees and started sucking them. I told them straight up not to shoot in my mouth, and they agreed. I sucked the hell out of those dicks, and got lost in the moment. Pretty soon I felt the guy I was sucking grip the back of my head. Before I could react, he shot his load in my mouth. Hard. It was like a pressure washer it jetted so hard. Well, I pulled off and cursed at him and he kinda laughed and could give a fuck less while I was spitting his load all over the floor. I was pissed and freaked out, but I kept wanting to suck cock. And I progressed to getting fucked in the course of time. But that's another topic. Looking back, his attitude really turns me on now when I think about it. And I have yet to find a cock that has jetted cum as hard as his did that first time. It really bums me out I didn't keep latched onto that cock and swallow every last drop that night. I haven't made that mistake again.