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Part 1 Chris and Tyler both grew up in conservative homes in the midwest. They both knew early on that they were different. At church, homosexuality was condemned and at school the locker room was full of talk about girls. Chris and Tyler both tried to pray their feelings away but they would always go back to their computers at night and search gay porn. After they got off they would feel nothing but guilt. They thought this would be the way their lives would go. Push the urges down and feel guilty about them when they gave in. They always gave in. Both of them ended up going to the same college and had the same idea once they moved on campus. Give in to the urge now that no one knew them. They were both the only people from their town to go to the school so they didnt have to worry about someone finding out. They both downloaded grindr and thats how they met. They were both bundles of nerves when they chatted but they learned that they had so much in common. They talked about meeting but they both admitted to being scared. It was a big school but they still had the fear of someone finding out. Finally though they did decide to meet but in public like wholesome Christian boys. It was awkward. They didnt know what to say to each other now that they didnt have the safety they felt when they were just messaging in an app. But they were both attracted to each other. Chris was taller by a couple inches but both were athletic from being three season athletes in high school. They even had that in common. That meeting ended with a handshake and they headed back to their dorm rooms. They didnt end up talking about much. Just classes and moving from a small town and dorm life. They had never talked about gay sex with anyone. It was hard to just start. Once they got back on the app just an hour later, their conversation got a lot freer. They both told the other that he was hot and they wanted to get naked together. They went for it and Tyler invited Chris to his dorm room. Once Chris got there the nerves were back. They didnt really know what to do. They kissed. For both of them their first. They were just lips and teeth at first but a hunger started to emerge as they realized they were getting what they had wanted for so long but thought they would never get. They started moaning and breathing heavy tongues exploring the others mouth. Clothes started coming off and they moved to the bed. Tyler's cock was 7 inches cut but Chris was 9 cut and thick. Chris was on top of Tyler grinding his big cock on the hot boy under him. Both of them lost control fast and came almost at the same time. There was a pool of cum between them all over their chest and abs. They never broke their kiss once it started to the moment they came. But once they came down from their cum the guilt set in and Chris got his clothes on fast and ran out. They fell into a routine. They would do most of their talking on the app and eventually they would meet up and grind and make out until they came. The guilt was always there to rush them out. But they started getting bolder on the app after a few weeks and a few hot sessions. Chris decided to see if he could push things a little further. Chris: So you ever think you would wanna do more than what we do? T: You mean making out and getting naked? I like that Chris: Yeah it's amazing but would you ever wanna do more? T: Like what? Chris: What kinds of things do you think about? Tyler didnt respond for a while as he tried to decide whether he could tell Chris about a fantasy he had. Chris: u there? T: Yeah. I saw this video where a guy was watching a couple guys hook up. He just jerked off and didn't touch the guys but I thought it was hot Chris: You want someone to watch us? T: Is that too weird? I didn't really think we would do it or anything Chris: Thats hot. We could try it if you want. Who would it be though? I don't know anyone. T: We could find someone on this app. Chris: Oh yeah lol. So you wanna try to find someone to watch us mess around? T: Sure! The search for a guy to watch them play became an obsession for Chris and Tyler. Chris wanted to try more than just rubbing their bodies together until they came and he was hoping this could be a step in that direction. Tyler had been holding this fantasy longer than he told Chris. He would jerk off in his bedroom at home and fantasize about a hot stranger sitting at his desk and watching. The idea of being watched turned him on like nothing else. They decided to start with guys who contacted them first. After chatting them up they would tell the guy that he had a friend who he messed around with regularly and they wanted someone to watch. Some of the guys weren't into it and other guys who liked it as long as they got to join eventually. Chris and Tyler werent ready for that yet. So that left just a few who seemed ok with the parameters that Chris and Tyler set. They settled on Hunter. He was older and seemed really nice and he even said they could play at his place so they could have more privacy. What Chris and Tyler didnt know was that Hunter was always looking for good Christian boys like them who he could change forever. He bought his home near campus so that students didnt have to worry about finding a ride to his place. Most of the kids on campus didnt have cars so a guy who had his own place and was nearby was always the easiest way to yes. He loved breaking virgin boys in and Chris and Tyler were exactly the type he loved. Usually he would have to find one and convince them to bring a friend, so this was almost too easy. Hunter first reached out to Chris. Hunter could tell from the profile pic that this boy was hot. Smooth and athletic and he said he was 18. When they traded face pics Hunter thought he was in love. This was the cutest boy he would have over in a while. Tyler was no different. This was going to be a hot couple to watch. At first. He talked to Chris about what he wanted to do once they got past rubbing each others bodies and making out. Chris revealed to him that he really wanted to fuck Tyler but he wasnt sure because he was so big and Tyler was a virgin. Plus he felt like he was a top and wasnt sure if he could handle taking Tylers smaller but still sizable cock in him. Hunter knew that if he could find a way to get Tyler let Chris fuck him, he would own them for good. He wanted them to see him as a helpful guide to pleasures they never even had heard about. That would be easy with these two once he got them their first fuck. Chris and Tyler were together when they made the decision to meet Hunter. "His pictures look ok." Tyler shrugged. "Yeah but its not like hes gonna mess around with us too so it doesnt really matter that much." "True" Chris said "but I might get turned off a little if hes a troll." "Hes not a troll." "I know. That's what I'm saying. So you wanna do it?" Tyler knew he could make this fantasy a reality. "Yeah. Let's do it." Hunter happened to be on when they messaged him and said they were up for meeting. H: How about now? Hunter had to wait a while for a response. They must be deciding if they wanted to actually go through with it, he thought. C&T: Ok. Send over the address. We'll probably be 20 minutes. H: Thumbs up

4. Agents James wiped the cum off his chest with an old rag, trying to ignore the burning in his eyes. Struggling to focus on the phone's screen, he looked up where Mitchell's office was. It was further than he had thought, and he'd need to get started if he was going to get there in time. He took a shower, and debated about what to wear. Finally, he put on a jeans and a polo shirt. It made him look a little more mature than he was. Jimmy would have been in a t-shirt, but James wore a collared shirt. He got an Uber, and headed across town to Mitchell's office. He made it there with some time; he wandered around the neighborhood. It was mainly low-rise office blocks and strip malls filled with lunch places. It looked like it was becoming more hip, but there were traces of an old seediness; he saw one corner with two adult bookstores. After killing some time, he went to Mitchell's office. He expected the receptionist to answer, but it was Mitchell himself. There was no mistaking the deep Southern accent James had heard on the phone. Mitchell was in his mid-thirties, with dark-blond hair, a thick beard, and brown eyes. He was exactly the kind of man James had imagined from the phone. He was about the same height as James, but twice as big; all of it muscle. He was wearing jeans and a v-neck t-shirt. It went down far enough to expose a thick patch of fur on his chest. James forced himself not to stare at the man, as James offered him a chair in a small living room area. The first part of the meeting went smoothly, the two introduced themselves, and Mitchell carefully went down a list of responsibilities for both of them. James had read much of this on the web, but it put him at ease for Mitchell to repeat it. Besides, it gave him a chance to look over Mitchell at his leisure. "What kind of roles are you willing to play? Would you play a gay man?" Mitchell asked him, snapping him back to the reality. "Well, yeah," James started. "I mean, I am gay." "Would you be open to straight scenes?" "I've kissed a girl on stage." "Nice." Mitchell smiled at him, and James wanted to do everything he could to make him smile like that again. "Would you be interested in soft-core stuff? You know, sexy romance type things?" "Straight?" "No, gay." "I guess. I mean, nudes are fine. But nothing hard-core, you know." Mitchell nodded his head in agreement. "I mean, people don't graduate from porn. They fail to porn." Mitchell started to say something, then paused. "That's old thinking, really. There's a lot more movement between the adult and regular industry these days." "Really?" James's head was swimming a bit; he was entranced by Mitchell, and was finding himself agreeing just to make the older man happy. "Yeah. You just have to own it, and not make a big deal about it." He smiled again. "But there's plenty of work in soft-core. It pays the bills, and gives you experience. You be in to that?" "Yeah, I think I would. What's it involve?" "At most, just a blow job." Mitchell grinned. "And who doesn't like a blow job?" James nodded, thinking about his earlier fantasy of this man sucking him off. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Sure, I guess," James said. "Earlier, when I called you. Were you jerking off?" James blushed deep red. He realized there was no way to hide the truth now. "Yeah," he said. "I was." "You cum?" "Yeah," he said. "It was a big load too." "I'm sure. What were you thinking about?" James blushed once more. He couldn't tell Mitchell his fantasy. "Just lots of things. Men. Sucking dick." "So, you'd fit right in doing soft-core. Do you like sucking dick?" "It's what I do mostly," James managed to say. "Yeah? When was the last time you sucked a guy's cock?" James didn't know what to do. It was one of the most personal questions, getting to the very heart of James's sexuality. The smile started to fade from Mitchell's face, and James knew he had to do something to keep the handsome older man happy. "Last night," he said. "What happened?" "Went home with a guy, sucked him off." "Nice." He straightened up, like he was about to make an announcement. "This has been good. There's just the last issue of a quick screen test, and then I'll send over some paperwork for you. I can already think of a few productions that could use someone like you." Mitchell stood up, went over to a corner, where a camera was already set up on a tripod. "Ready?" Mitchell asked, as he set up the camera to focus on the couch. "I guess, yeah," James said. "What do you want me to do?" "Just what you've been practicing. Sucking cock." Mitchell turned on the camera, and sat back down on the sofa, his legs spread wide. James didn't try to hide his staring. Even through Mitchell's trousers, he could see the outline of a long, thick cock. "Now? You?" "Well, you need work. And there's no time like the present." James stood up from the chair. He knew this was a slippery slope. But no one else had called him back yet. He wanted at least something he could rely on. Besides, it was hard to deny just how hot Mitchell was. If there wasn't the power dynamic, he would have happily serviced the man. "Is this right?" "It's fine," Mitchell said. He was smiling and rubbing his crotch. It was almost a dirty leer; James knew exactly what was required of him. It was a gut punch: from the feeling of power and competence in the morning, he was back to a helpless cocksucker. "I mean, are you sure? Here?" He looked around, but the office was empty other than the two men. As he closed his mouth, he realized it was also very quiet. "Are you going to be this much trouble on set?" Mitchell asked. "Directors don't like being delayed on set with pointless questions." He undid his belt. "Come on. You said you've gotten some practice in recently Show me how good you are." James was still struggling. He knew nothing good would come of sucking his agent off. But he also knew how hot his agent was. He was also acutely aware that he had only three months of savings. He couldn't afford a false step. "Is this normal?" James asked. "I don't take on first-time clients without one," Mitchell. "But you don't have to do anything." He sighed, then started to put his belt back on. "No," James said, falling down to his knees right in front of Mitchell. "I'll do it." He leaned in and pressed his face into the man's crotch. He inhaled deeply. It was soap and sweat, and a hint of pre-cum. He couldn't help himself, and pulled down Mitchell's trousers and underwear. "That's it boy," Mitchell said, adjusting his position for James to take the head of his cock. "Mmmmmmm," he moaned as James swallowed the head, and worked his way down the shaft. "That's a talented mouth." James forced Mitchell's cock into his mouth. It was thick, firm, and long; it was a perfect man's cock. Despite his initial misgivings, once he had it in his mouth, he couldn't imagine any other existence. He needed to feel Mitchell's cock, and all he could think about was getting the man off, and the creamy reward of orgasm. "That's it, boy," Mitchell moaned. He put his hand on James's head, forcing the boy down his shaft. "It's all right if you gag. I get it a lot." James hated the situation, but knew it was what was still expected of aspiring actors in Hollywood. But he loved the agent's cock, and was determined not to gag. He remembered the times he had gagged on Eric, and how the quarterback had moaned in pleasure at his discomfort. He said it was like a hand-job and a blow-job in one. "Oh yeah," Mitchell said, moaning as the young man worshipped his thick cock. He had already unloaded in another aspiring actor anus that morning, but James was hot and horny. The last traces of James's reluctance had disappeared, and he had thrown himself into the blow job. For the next ten minutes, his world was Mitchell's cock. His throat slowly relaxed, and he was able to take the man's cock more easily. "Yeah," Mitchell grunted. "Open up for me. Let me in your throat." The thick shaft was choking James, but he reminded himself that this was entirely about his future. "Oh fuck, that's good." Mitchell moaned again. He put both hands on James's head, and held the young man's head down on his cock. "Fucking take my load," he grunted, as his cock swelled. Deep in his throat, James felt the thick warmth of Mitchell's spooge draining into his stomach. "TAKE MY LOAD," he grunted, as he continued to unload into James. "TAKE IT," he grunted again. James needed air, and he was struggling to withstand the gagging feeling. Finally, Mitchel released his grip, in time for the fourth spurt to land directly on James's tongue. "Oh hell yeah," Mitchell said. "That was fucking great." He pulled his dick out of James's mouth, and stroked the head to get out a last spurt. As James leaned in to lick it up, Mitchell lifted his hips to force it back into James's mouth. The timing was bad, and instead his dickhead hit James's eye. "Oh fuck," James grunted. "Fuck. I'm sorry. In your eye." Mitchell ran his finger along James's eye. "Red already?" "I hit it jerking off this morning," James said. Mitchell just laughed. "It's all fun and games until someone gets cum in his eyes." "Yeah," James said. He wiped the cum off his face, licking his fingers carefully afterwards. "All fun and games."

Part 1: Six months ago, my husband went on a business trip to Boston. I was left home alone, and found myself surfing through BBRT. As I start to chat with people around me, someone invited me to have a little fun with him. I got myself in the shower and cleaned myself inside and out. I wanted to fully enjoy a long session. I found myself shaking in excitement. When I got to his place, I called the number he provided me. On the third ring, I heard a deep, "Hello?" I piped up and said, "Hi this is Drew, we chatted on BBRT." He responded with,"Hey, you infront of the building?" "Yep." "I'll be right there, just give me a sec." I waited for what it seemed like 15 minuets. I looked up at the grey sky and realized it was going to rain soon. As I started to get a little worried I got stood up, a guy appeared from the door. He looked like his picture, 35, 6'3, very dark skin, almost like melted chocolate, with a strong build. He welcomed me with a kiss, somewhat surprising me. He said, "Cool, wana come up?" I perked up and said, "Yes, totally." He said, "My first time with a cute little asian guy." I blushed a little, this was the first time someone ever called me a little asian. I stand at 6 feet tall, decent build. I felt my little pucker flinch as he said that. This dark man was about to take me and treat me like a piece of meat. We get to his front door, and he welcomes me in. It was a beautiful apartment, with high windows. He invited me to sit down in his living room, and noticed there was a glass pipe. He sat down and started to light it up, and I saw the white smoke slowly come out of the bulb at the end of the pipe. I used to party more when I was in my early twenties, and now in my early thirties, I haven't partied with anyone. As he inhaled deeply, he looked at me and pointed to his lips. I took a moment there and realized I had two options. Either I could leave and just head home, or I could let him kiss me and breath in the white smoke. I sat on his sofa looking at this black god, and I leaned in. I opened my mouth and sealed out lips together, as he exhaled I inhaled as smoothly as possible. Not to lose a single wisp coming out of his mouth. At the end of his breath he pushed his tongue into my mouth, and I reciprocated. We lingered onto each others lips as if were hungry. I exhales the white smoke he fed me as we were kissing. I felt my body tingle from excitement and passion. He then pulled himself off of me and took another hit. Again we shotgunned and made out three time. I was flying at this point, and he told me to lay down as smoke myself up. As I lit the pipe I felt his hands pull my pants off of me. As I drew in the first hit, I felt his strong warm tongue in between my cheeks. On top of being high this made me moan a little holding the hit in my lungs. I spread my legs open to give him better access. He then took his head and told me to take another hit, and this time just enjoy the feeling. As I felt the smoke enter my lungs, I felt him eat out my hole. The tina started to work one me. My hole started to get hungry, and I moaned for more. As he finished eat my hole wet he said,"we are going to have fun tonight, just relax." I moaned, "do whatever you want with me." He said, "do you want all of me?" I moaned, "yes, please" At that moment I felt his finger enter my hole, and it burned. That is when I knew I got booty bumped, and this was going to be a fun night.

I met Kenny in a snowstorm. He lived in the apartment below my girlfriend and she had told me to go home because the storm was bad. As I was brushing my car off and thinking about my blueballs, he came outside in a robe to bang his boots off. He said I shouldn't drive in this and to come inside where it was warm. I thought about it for a minute....and he turned around and went inside. I was cold...it was snowing bad...girlfriend's lights were out. I followed him inside. He handed me a drink, a heavy triple vodka on the rocks with some Tab mixed in, like his. We sat, drank and he told me to get comfortable since he kept the heat at 80. He took off his robe and showed his bulge in his bikini briefs as I stripped down to my boxers. He sat next to me on the couch and told me I had a sexy body. We made out, smoked some weed, drank more and got naked. Kenny was intoxicating. He looked like Danny Terrio from that Dance show on Tv. He put some gay porn on the tv and he sucked me and edged me and played with my ass and balls and nipples...bringing me so close to cumming and it was marvelous. He bent me in half and ate my ass as he jacked my cock....I finally came, like a racehorse..all over my face. Kenny let me down and licked up all the cum and shared it with me while kissing me. And then he 69'd me so that his cock could bounce up and down in my throat. He fucked my mouth and put a pillow under my ass and went back to eating my ass and fingering me. I was in heaven, the sensations were amazing. His cock was so nice and fit perfect in my throat. He went fast and slow, his balls slapped my nose or rested on my nose. I was moaning and he was moaning and finally he pushed all the way in my mouth and erupted down my throat. After the first couple spurts he pulled out and squirted all over my face. Kenny turned around and cleaned my face with his tongue and we shared it in more kisses. I pinched his nipples when he pinched mine, we were kissing and rubbing and moaning....and I got hard again. Kenny felt it, wrapped his hand around it and went down on my cock. He made slobbering noises and moaned that he needed to be fucked. He slid up to me and kissed me as he sat down on my cock. I moaned oh god and he moaned yes , fuck me! He leaned in to kiss me and he told me to pinch his nipples while he rode me. We kissed, I twisted, he bounced and then sat straight up and I felt my dick pop through something inside him and he settled low on my nuts and began to grind. He told me he was a dirty cum hungry faggot. He loved cock and cum and fucking. He pulled off me and got down on his knees. I stepped up behind him and shoved my dick in as far as it would go. YES he cried, fuck my faggot ass baby! I pounded his hole for all I was worth. His hole started gripping me and I felt my next load gathering in my toes as I began to fuck harder and faster and then ARGGGGGGHHHH I started cumming while pounding and couldn't stop. Kenny yelled oh my god yes fuck me and fill me up baby! And then I blacked out and collapsed on his back. My cock came out of him with a gloop sound and I laid back on the couch as he squatted in front of me and caught my load in his hand as it dripped out of his swollen hole. He licked my cock clean and then atell my load from his hand and kissed me. We lay there and nuzzled as he told me how amazing that felt to be fucked by a cock like mine. He kissed me and pinched my nipples and fingered me. His touch and talk of how it felt and how good I was at fucking. He told me I should party with him and his friends soon, they'd all like to meet a sexy guy like me who liked to fuck and suck faggots like them. His talk was intoxicating and then smells of cum had me spinning as he rubbed 3 fingers in and out of me. He started kissing me again as he got on top of me and began rubbing his cock on my hole. He reached behind me and opened a bottle under my nose and said breathe deep. My head spun as he pushed inside and I moaned deep. I writhed and groaned it felt so good. Kenny whispered in my ear as he picked up his pace that I was a hot little faggot now and he was going to make sure I learned how to please big dicks and love cum just like he did. He kissed me, fucked me, stroked me, pinched and bit my nipples and fucked me. I loved every minute of it. He flipped me over and pounded my ass. He spanked my ass and spit on my hole and poured oil on my hole and my ass began to make fart noises when he went deep. The feeling was incredible. Better than sex with girls, so much better. He came with a roar and I felt like I could feel his dick pulsing. He flipped me over and fed me his dirty cock and I cleaned it off as he spooned his cum from my ass onto my tongue. We cuddled up on the couch then and he whispered in my ear as we drifted to sleep....Welcome to my club sexy...

So I had been toying with the idea for a few weeks since quarantine started. I’ve been kinda obsessed with the Czech gay fantasy website and the guys there being fucked through the wall. So yesterday I got some ply wood and in my pool shed I set up a temporary wall, cut a hole in the temp wall big enough for me to stick the top half of my body through and set up a bench for me to lay my chest on on the other side of the wall. I set up another bench on the other side of the wall for me to kneel on and put padding around the wall so that when I stuck my top half through you can’t see anything and so I would be comfy. I had a nice little private fuck shed with a stuck-in-a-wall motif going when I was done. i put up an on every site I could think of and listed my address for anyone to stop by from 8pm until the sun started to come up. No chat, no back and forth emails. Just a pic of my ass, a description of the situation, and an address. I then took off my clothes and got in position. Ass up and out and the top half of me completely hidden away on the other side of the wall for total anonymity for me and anyone that wanted to use me. It was pretty comfortable too. for the first hour didn’t really get anything couple of texts asking for pics or telling me what a slut I was being but nothing else around Nine I head the door to my shed slide open and footsteps I tell you I got so hard so fast I heard a belt unbuckle and felt a Lubed finger slid in me followed quickly by a decent sized cock I was taking my first cock as a stuck in a wall whore it was amazing The guy finished up pretty quickly, pulled out and slapped me on the ass but didn’t say anything I thought I was alone but then I felt another cock slide right in there had been someone watching me get fucked for that first cock the second cock was smaller but more aggressive he fucked me for a bit before blowing a load in me when he pulled out there was a third cock that rammed itself in and started fucking me furiously kind hurt but kind felt good I was pretty confused on how that was supposed to feel One that guy was done there was a pause and then followed by another dick this guy started telling me what a whore i was and how there was a bunch of guys milking about in my backyard waiting to fuck me he then grabbed my cock and jacked me off as he fucked me making me cum right when he blew inside me he stayed in me while I convulsed from my own orgasm I don’t know about you but once I blow I am usually done with getting fucked I started to pull out of my hole in the wall when i felt the guy in me shove me back in he slide out of me and then a brand new cock slid in and started to fuck I felt another slap and then i year the verbal guy say not to bother trying to leave because with the crowd I had I would either have to take the cocks one at a time the way I was or i was going to get gang raped by all the guys that were still waiting to use me I realized my mistake then I had let me horny ass make decisions for me and now that I was feeling horny I still had a crowd of guys to take care of I was then fucked by an endless line of guys couldn’t tell you if any were repeats because besides that one guy no one spoke to me I was just fucked and dumped in and then left for the next coco to use I kinda of stopped counting after what I thought was my 40th load when I looked at my phone it wasn’t even 2am yet i was fucked until 5am when finally the guy that had just cum in me tells me he was the last one and thanked me for my service i waited just to be sure and then slide out of my hole the shed smelled like cum and my ads was broken I had a stomach ache from all the cum in me I had also pissed myself at one point from the constant stimulation after having already cum as I was walking back to my house slowly from my pool shed I felt the cum just start in a steady stream down my leg didn’t even have to try and push it out all those guys had flooded me with more than I could actually hold if I had to guess I think I took at least a hundred guys quarantine has guys worked up and needing a hole to unload in and I definitely put myself in a position to be used by everyone needing release felt good to take loads again but wasn’t quite expecting that kind of turn out ass is worn out now and I think I need to give my hole a rest but happy I could serve the community good thing I’m not a girl though cause even taking it up the ass I for sure feel pregnant

3. Jerk-off. Jimmy's alarm went off at 8:45. It took him a few minutes to properly wake up. After he had sucked Josh off last night, Josh had ordered Jimmy an uber, and sent him home. He had just used him as a throat. It felt just like when he had sucked off the landlord. He hated the feeling, the feeling he was a naive teenager from Nebraska, powerless in this city. But he remembered what the man had said. He was now living in LA, not the small town in Nebraska. He was no longer the soccer-playing, faggot named Jimmy. He was a proud gay man named James. Everything was going to go well. Energized, and with a new sense of purpose, James decided to start calling agents again. He got out his list, and turned to the second page. He typed in the number and pressed "Call." It rang twice, and then the receptionist answered. "Who's this?" "Ji-" he started, and before the receptionist noticed, corrected himself. "James," he said. "James Flannery." She took his message. "I'll have him call you right back," she said. He had heard it before, but her tone was different. He almost believed her. But then, he called another agent, and the response was the same, an eagerness to help that he hadn't heard on Tuesday. He let himself believe that the new name had power. He made a third call. Same result. The realization made him feel a little better. The past two days had been hard: the petty humiliation of sucking off the landlord twice, and the promise of many more, followed by Eric using his throat, not even letting him jack off after. He had woken up feeling so powerless, and now there was a small promise of relief. He lay back on the bed, and allowed himself to relax. He hadn't jerked off last night, and his cock was throbbing. He pushed down his sweat pants, and let his cock spring free. His full 8" cock sprung free from his thick pubes. He had been hairy from the moment he had hit puberty, and just as horny. Normally, he would jerk off twice a day. But between family good byes in Nebraska, and the stress of LA, he hadn't cum in days. He stroked his dick thinking about being on his knees, in front of the landlord, in front of Josh. How he felt like cocksucker. But he loved the idea of a guy sucking him off. He imagined a soccer boy on his cock, then him bending over and taking his cock. And just as quickly, imagined it was another muscular man using his throat. As he was stroking his cock, his phone rang. He looked at it. It was an LA number. Then the caller ID appeared on screen. "Cottonmouth Talent," it read. It was one of the agents he had called earlier. He was getting his call returned. He answered the phone, hoping his arousal didn't show. "Hi, I'm Mitchell from Cottonmouth Talent," the man on the other side said. Mitchell had a deep voice and a southern accent. "I understand you're looking for representation." The rest of the conversation was almost textbook. By the end, James had an appointment for later that day. The minute Mitchell hung up, James started to jerk off again. He had gotten someone to return a call, and it just felt good. As he stroked his shaft, he thought back to Mitchell's call. The sound of Mitchell's voice entranced him; it was deep and dominating. But there was a soft at the core; strict, but caring. He wanted Mitchell to be masculine, a beard, hair on his chest, and a thick cock. James's dick was throbbing now, as his thoughts flashed between alternating images of Mitchell sucking him off and him on his knees, servicing his superintendent. They were messy and complex thoughts, but they were keeping him hard. He grabbed his phone, and took a few pictures of his erection. He'd get on Grindr later and see if could find someone to suck him off. He put his phone down and arched his back, knees bent, and his shoulders driving into the mattress. He had his eyes closed tightly, imagining Mitchell, the super, random guys he'd seen online. He was pushing himself to the edge, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He opened his eyes and focused on his cock. He saw it throb, then pulse as a long arc of white spooge shot out of it. He watched it come directly towards him. It landed directly in his right eye and it took a second before he felt the burn. The delay was long enough for the second spurt to nail his left eye. He had to squeeze his eyes shut, as his built-up load coated his face like icing. It felt so good, the release in his balls. He hadn't realized how much sexual tension he had built up, and he needed the release. He collapsed on the bed, exhausted, enjoying the intense afterglow of a badly needed orgasm.

Part 2 I’d watched my son, Ben and his boyfriend Jeremy, all night and I’d stayed rock hard. Ben couldn’t get enough cock and it looked like his boyfriend didn’t satisfy him because there were so many videos of him with strangers of all ages. I particularly liked a regular muscle couple in their mid-thirties who, besides being ripped and pierced, had bio-hazard tattoos and big fat dicks. They were very adept at ravaging my young sons’ cunt and mouth in equal measure. Ben couldn’t get enough and enjoyed swallowing load after load from them, felchin it from one bf’s cunt or having it licked out of his so he could have it fed back to him. Piss chasers, fists and arms invaded him and all the time his cock remained hard, begging them to breed him. I knew what that meant, I’d said it myself many times, right up until I got knocked up. Finally, having blown yet another river of cum, I decided I had to help my son and his bf convert, if they hadn’t already. My mind was buzzing from the revelations about my son. My balls ached from ejaculating so much but my mind was made up, I intended to get my slut son and his boyfriend pozzed. Luckily for me, it wasn’t long before a window of opportunity presented itself. Just a week later, it was early evening and my apartment door bell buzzed. I opened the door to find Ben standing there with tear stained face. He took one look at me and burst into tears again and flung himself towards me. I grabbed him and hugged him, shutting the door. “What’s wrong?” I asked, genuinely concerned. “Jez and I had a big fight and I walked out” He managed to say between sobs. I took him through to the lounge and sat him down and fetched a bottle of Brandy. Pouring him and myself a glass, I sat down next to him while he relayed the whole story of his and Jeremy’s falling out. I smiled to myself because it was over something petty and yet all I could do was picture my boy ecstatically riding his boyfriend’s cock. Finally, after our fourth glass I told him he could stay here for as long as he needed while they sort things out. He hugged and thanked me with the effects of the Brandy already evident. At that moment the door bell buzzed again. “Fuck” I said, suddenly seeing the time. “What is it Dad?” Ben slurred. “It’s Thursday night, I have a regular weekly massage booked” I said. Ben grinned, “I could do with one of those” I looked at my boy then a dark thought occurred, the masseur I used was not only fit as fuck and hung, he was poz too. Thinking quickly, “I tell you what, you need it more than me so why not go shower and I’ll get him to do you”. The last part of that statement made me hard knowing that Ben would be getting nailed with toxic cum. Ben’s face lit up and he hugged me again then got up to go shower. I answered the door and there stood Mike, my black 28 year old masseuse stud. We hugged and kissed, and I let him past me. He always looked so hot in the sports kit he wore and I was so looking forward to a good hard massage and even harder fuck, but once inside I told him of Ben and the plan. Mike grinned, “Seriously, you want me to fuck your son raw?” he asked in his deep, gravely voice. “I do.” I grinned back. “breed him good, make him yours” I said placing my hand on Mike’s obviously swelling monster cock. I rubbed it through his sweatpants and felt it harden to my touch. I’d ridden Mike’s nine inches plenty of times and it never failed to make me howl with intense pleasure. Mike smiled and just as I withdrew my hand, my handsome and totally effeminate son walked in. Towel wrapped round his head and wearing a dressing gown. He still looked achingly fuckable. He took one look at Mike and his face lit up. Mike was 6ft 6” and towered over Ben. “Mike, this is my son Ben.” I said introducing him. Mike lifted his strong muscular arm and offered his hand to Ben, who took it and shook it. His hand looked dainty against Mike’s. “Mike, use the guest room. It’s all set up” I said. Mike knew what that meant and winked at me, although Ben had no idea. It was an ordinary bedroom with a good firm king size bed, but it also had the addition of hidden cameras covering the bed from multiple angles. I’d be sat in the lounge with the 65” flat screen and watch all the action as it unfolded. Mike led Ben off and I sat down infront of the TV and tuned to the home made porn channel! Ben and Mike entered the guest bedroom with the bed centered on screen. I had multiple angles I could switch between and watched Mike instruct Ben to get comfortable on the bed. I could hear everything clearly and watched as my beautiful boy disrobed and removed the towel around his head. He was already rock hard and Mike commented on his nice cock as Ben grinned and got on the bed, laying down on his front. Ben watched as Mike got undressed and audibly moaned loudly as he caught sight of Mike’s placid megacock. Mike has an awesome body and it wasn’t long before he was knelt besides my naked boy, oiling his bare flesh and using great pressure to arouse my son as he worked his young body. Mike’s arms and stomach muscles looked amazing as they flexed while he performed the massage. I had my cock out and in hand while I sipped brandy, watching as Mike got quite rough with him before finally fingering his cunt. Ben moaned loudly while Mike used one hand to play with his hole and the other to slowly wank his now rock hard monster. It didn’t take long for Ben to ask to be fucked, and slowly I watched Mike move to straddle Ben, aiming his rigid rod towards my boys hole. Ben cried out as Mike gripped him and began to invade his cunt, moaning more loudly as Mike pushed deep inside my boy. Finally, with his massive cock buried in Ben fully, and holding his massive frame over the boy with two huge arms, Mike began fucking. Slowly at first but rapidly speeding up, Ben began to cry out from both the pleasure and pain. I watched Mike fuck my son for nearly half an hour, throwing him around the bed like a rag doll. He’d grip him by the throat and throttle him while he fucked him missionary, then with Mike underneath he'd slap his face while he plowed his hole. Sometimes he’d pull out and force as much of his cock into Ben’s throat as he could take; and he could take a lot, then continued to face fuck him. He’d grip his hair and pull tight while slapping his face, ass and cock. He was physically abusing my boy and raping his cunt with such force, and yet all the time, my boy begged for more. Finally, as Mike grew close to climaxing while pounding Ben from behind, and facing one camera perfectly, Mike pushed him flat on the bed, gripped Ben round the throat with one of his massive arms and went into overdrive. My boys expression was shear pleasure, but I’ve been in that same position and know Mike’s cock was ripping my boys cunt like a bastard while all the time Mike was cutting off my oxygen supply. Mike was close, and as I watched their faces, he whispered something in Ben’s ear who then momentarily faltered, before Mike roared loudly as his cock exploded into Ben’s guts. They were both sweating like pigs and breathing heavily, but Ben was in ecstasy. Mike looked like he’d just finished a particularly heavy workout and after a few more minutes of making sure he’d pumped all his poison sploodge deep inside my boys cunt, he pulled out. I’d watched all the action unfold and as they climaxed, I came too. I gently stroked the last few spurts as I watched Mike present his cum covered cock to Ben and made him lick it clean. After Mike withdrew his cock, he slapped Ben hard in the face, who just lay there, exhausted and satisfied while Mike turned, picked up his clothes and left the room. I got up and licked my cum covered hand just as Mike entered the room. He grinned at me and began to dress. “He’s hot” Mike said as he zipped up his hooded top. “Reminds me of you” He continued grinning. I smiled and we kissed again. I led him to the front door and opened it. As he went to leave I remembered something. “What did you whisper to him?” I asked. Mike turned back, grinning at me, “I told him I’d scratched him to make him bleed because you’d asked me to poz him” I smiled back at him and he left.

Thanks Neg4PozPittsburgh for this old BBX posting.. --- I was tired of studying the other day. Logged onto Manhunt. Started jerking off. Got an email from a hot guy in his late 30s. Not normally my type but he had a fuckin banging body. Huge pecs, sleeve tattoo on his arm. Great bulging biceps. Thick uncut dick. He had a tidy trimmed black beard, brown eyes, a thick, manly forehead and black hair. His hairline was receding some which turned me on. Our dialogue follows. "U horny?" he asked. "Yeah." "Hot pics." "thanks. u 2." "U live alone?" "Have a dorm room but its a single." "Want me 2 cum over?" "Yeah." "I don't have condoms." "I don't either. If u want 2 fuck better pick sum up on way here." Twenty minutes later my room phone rang. He had arrived. I let him in. He was taller than I and power flowed from him. We made chit chat for a while and sat on my bed drinking Coronas. His jeans sported a hefty bulge in the crotch. His hands were calloused from hard work and his skin was tanned. He told me he was a builder. Then he leaned over and kissed me. It was long deep and passionate. He pushed me onto my back, pulled my shirt off. In no time we were naked and I was on my knees sucking his big floppy dick which stood hard as a rock about eight inches in front of him. He had a great furry chest and legs. Even his hard abs had a black furry coat. Then he pushed me back on my back and sucked me off for a long time. He sucked my balls, licked my piss slit, licked my ass. His tongue got real deep and felt real good. Then he fed me his dick some more and filled my throat. I could barely take it and tried to pull off but he insistently kept his big uncut manrod lodged in my gullet. "You can do it" he said gently. "Take it. Make me feel good." He was gentle but I knew I had no choice. He fucked in and out, in and out. Then I felt his thick, rough fingers probing my hole. He got out some lube and started sliding more fingers in. It was like sandpaper in my ass and I tightened up. He scraped away. Next I noticed him lubing his cock. "Did you stop to get condoms?" I asked. "No" he replied. "That sucks" I said. "We can't fuck then." "Shhh" he said gently. "Just let me poke the head in for a second." He poked in. "See not so bad" he said. I reached up and touched his huge muscular chest and stroked the hair. My hand touched his face. His beard was soft but prickly under my fingers. His dick kept poking deeper and deeper. I pulled him by the neck down to kiss me. He made out with me frantically. I could feel my heart beating like crazy. His raw dick pushed deeper and deeper into my ass and I closed my eyes to picture his precum coating my insides. I moaned. "Ok we should stop" I said. "Yeah, we should" he answered. His chocolate brown eyes connected with mine. He didn't even pause. His dick kept on pushing on in. That's when I felt his balls against my ass. "Oops all the way in" he said. He kept eye contact. "It feels real good." "Are you negative?" I asked. "Yeah, completely" he replied. He started fucking in and out. "Wait stop" I said. "Shhhhhh" he said gently. "It's great. You feel so good. Let me make you feel good." "We should have a condom" I said. "Its ok I trust you" he said, fucking harder and harder. The piston fuck was the most intense feeling of my life. "No, stop" I said. "I'll pull out in time to cum, I promise" he said. He grunted, fucking up a good sweat. My worries slowly melted and I gave over to the sensations I was feeling. Something huge was invading my guts. Pummeling in and out. "Fuck yeah" I finally said "Bareback me." His eyes lit up. "Yeah, you like that fuckin' raw dick in you?" "Fuck yeah" I said. "Give it to me raw man." "Fuck yeah, pussy boy" he hissed. "Take it. I'm gonna give it to you good." "FUCK yeah!" I said. I got more and more into it. Eventually he bent me over the bed and rammed me from behind. Then on all fours on the floor. Then he laid on his back and I slammed myself with all my might, up and down on his unprotected fuckpole. Then he got me back on my back, put my calves on his shoulders, and fucked me till he was red in the face. A big vein started to bulge in his head and he started to breath deeper. "I'm gettin' close!" he said. "Don't cum inside" I begged. I grabbed my own cock and started jerking for dear life. He gave me a few more frantic dick plunges then pulled out with a cry, "FUUUUUUUUCK!!!" He pointed his dick DIRECTLY at my hole and let loose what felt like a firehose blast of hot cum right on and in the gaping orifice. Then he plunged back in, balls deep and growled like a hungry angry predator, "SHIT!! SHITT!!!! YEA! FUCKIN SON OF A BITCH!!! OH, YEAH!!!!" He looked me in the eyes panting. "Oh that felt so good" he commented. My own dick was still hard in my hand. "Told you I'd pull out in time" he said. "But you just" "Shhhh" he cut in. "It feels really good. Enjoy it." I could feel tons of liquid dripping down my asscrack onto the sheets. "I'm still hard" he remarked, adding "I'm going to cum again, but this time inside you." He plugged my protests with his tongue and his bearded mouth enveloped mine. It hurt when it scratched against me. He started fucking in and out with his cock which was still rock hard. My ass was slick with cum. I kissed him back. It felt so fucking good. I gave over to it and let myself become his cumhole. He made love to me but also made me his object. "Fuck yeah" I groaned. "Yeah, you like that?" he asked. "Yeah" I answered. "You want my cum?" "Yeah, fuckin' cum in me." I was jerking off now. He piston fucked for about 30 seconds then started grunting. "Here it comes. Here it comes. HERE IT COMES!!!" Then his face contorted like crazy and he let out another animal, angry, vicious growl. "FUCK yea! TAKE my fuckin' load! TAKE IT!" My dick started shooting squirt after squirt of jizz all over. His cum kept dribbling down my ass as he held his dick in me for a long time. After several seconds he remarked "That was hot." "Yeah, it was" I admitted. He stood and started getting dressed. On the small of his back I noticed a little biohazard tattoo. "What's that?" I asked. "Souvenir tattoo from Miami" he said with a laugh. He kissed me. "That was a great time." I kissed him back. I felt his cum smeared dick getting hard again. "One more" he said. He shoved me face first onto the bed before I could reply and he rammed in balls deep. "AWWWWWW!" he groaned. "FUCK yeah. FUCK!" One stroke, and he shot and just came as deep as he could. "FUCK that's hot. I'm cumming in you." He dressed and left. Now I'm sitting here online looking up what the biohazard tattoo means and I'm getting worried. But it was the fucking hottest time ever. He came over again yesterday. Maybe I'll tell you about that later.

Just half an intro to the next episode today, sorry guys: I felt him swallowing my gift, clearly enjoying the taste, before I rolled off him. That was his cue to rush for the bathroom, in desperate need to empty his overfull bladder while I relaxed, my own piss needs already met. When he came back in the room he looked even more frail than before, the rough play and lack of meds taking their toll. "You're looking good Jake" I told him, "My cum is giving you all the protein you need and I'm thinking that from now on, if you stick to that and my filtered piss instead of that unhealthy shit you normally eat then we can get you fit and strong in no time". He nodded his agreement. "Nice on", I thought to myself, "keep him nice and slim and no need to douche so I can get into his cunt naturally". We both hit the shower where I had him wash down my body with his soft little hands, using his tongue for my ripe pits, arse and, finally, feet as he lay on the shower floor. I chose a cute pair of white briefs, his little butt, the perkiest part of him, filling the rear nicely. For myself, I pulled on another pair of his briefs. He wore a kids large size which meant the waist was pretty tight in me, the leg holes stretched dangerously (stitching popping if I flexed) and my bulge was frankly obscene, my PA particularly obvious. I loved the look.

If you have been celibate, the only issue is you need to be back on it several days before you fuck for the first time. US recommendations is 7 days.

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

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.

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.

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."

Did he really just say what I thought he said….”Oh fuck that’s good”….he…er…he said he knew my son…”Fuck me harder”…..he knew the kid in the photo next to my bed….”AHHH FUCCKK YEAH HARDER..”…he’d fucked him a few weeks ago…”Oh god, go deeper”…he’d fucked my son…HE’D FUCKED MY SON!! “Wait, wait” I said pushing him up..he was fucking hot and was doing a great job of stretching my cunt…”You fucked him” I said pointing to the picture. He stopped, ripped, sweaty and panting, pushing up and looked at the photograph, “Yeah, hot kid, fucked him and some other lad.” He suddenly looked at me as puzzled as I was, “He a friend?” He asked as I leaned up to grab the photo. “He’s my son” I replied. The hot stud who’d been ploughing me missionary, suddenly grinned at me. “Sweet, I’ve fucked the Father and Son” I have to admit it sounded hot too, “Did he know you were poz?” I asked with a sudden sinking feeling. “Yeah, first thing they asked. Wanted to know if I was toxic, they wanted breeding” He grinned back, “Concerned for your son?” he said gently thrusting back into me. I breathed in as he entered me, “A little, but I think he’s on Prep.” I said suddenly full of mixed emotions for the well being of my only son and the thought of this hot stud breeding him. “Well they said they weren’t and wanted pozzing. They begged me for my poison load” He smirked and began to fuck me hard again. The thought of fucking the father and the son had clearly excited him. If truth be told, it did me too. We fucked hard for another hour before he finally shot his poz load down my throat. He ate mine and we kissed for a while longer. “I’m undetectable anyway, so no chanced of infecting your boy” He smirked as I led him to the door of my apartment. It was 3am and this Grindr fuck stud had been just what I needed. Hung, muscular and total top who just happened to be HIV+. “I never asked what status you were?” He said as I stood naked with my front door wide open. “I’m HIV+ too and high viral load at the moment” I grinned. The stud smiled back, “Sweet” as I closed the door on him. I had a lot to absorb besides the Grindr studs cum in my stomach. My teenage son was chasing. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. It would be hard to criticize him since I’d been incredibly promiscuous all my life and finally succumbed to the bug when I was 32 after riding any toxic cock I could find. Now at the ripe old age of 38, I was toned, with a shaved head and short, trimmed beard. I still had a six pack, defined arms and muscular pecs with pert little nipples. I also kept my upper body smooth showing off my hairless balls and 8.5” uncut cock. I was an above average DILF and Grindr was my haunt. Unsuspecting and naïve slutty bottoms my prey. Speaking of which, my phone let out a Grindr growl. I walked back into my living room and grabbed the phone. It was a notification from the stud who’d just left. 'Forgot. I met your son and his bf on Twitter. They have a JustForFans account. You may want to check it out', he wrote. I clicked the link and sure enough my naked son Ben and his other half, Jeremy popped up. Both were grinning with cum covered faces. For the rest of the night I sat naked on the couch watching my beautiful boy being used by so many different men. I’d been so proud of him as he grew to manhood. I’d fathered him when I was 20, during my bisexual phase. I’d been so happy when he came out as gay at the age of 14, although he was overtly effeminate so it wasn’t exactly a shock. Nor was finding him sucking the dick of an older brother of one of his school friends in his bedroom one Christmas I’d come to visit. Now he was grown, with short dark hair and a beautifully proportioned tight body. Defined six pack, pert little nipples, smooth, unblemished skin. A fabulous ass and his fathers big dick, which like mine, remained hard and leaked copious amounts of precum all the time he was being fucked. I hadn’t actually seen him top once, so he was obviously a bottom who loved being stretched wide, either by one or two cocks, or a fist. There were plenty of clips of him taking massive dildos and some monster manhood's too. His boyfriend Jeremy was also a stunning boy. 19 years of age and was at the same dance school as Ben. He was a few inches taller and skinnier, but his fat dick was inside Ben as often as he could be, it would seem. I’d met him a few times and liked him because he made my boy happy. Now I could see why and their depraved love life was equal to my own. The two of them were utter sluts. Watching my boy felch cum out of his bf’s freshly seeded cunt and then share it with him. He was equally adept with being pissed on and drank much of what he was given. Perhaps his best videos were of older men using him in every position. Clearly like me, Ben loved older guys and would whimper and moan as he was abused. He loved being tied up and slapped around. Verbal and physical humiliation made him very happy with his erect cock bouncing up and down in every scene. It was strange, but I realised I’d been wanking my fat dick for ages as I watched my boy being fucked by countless men. Knowing that he was chasing was also making me horny as fuck.

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?

Don’t Breed My Boy Chapter I. Last summer on Fire Island was great. My boy and I had lots of hot raw sex with each other and with strangers. My boy and I met up one night with a sexy hung guy on the boardwalk and invited him back to the house to fuck. He wound up breeding my boy just around the corner from the hot tub, while I entertained other guests. The next night, I pounded him on the deck while the neighbors watched and cheered us on. They liked what they saw. Another night, we met a sexy couple at tea. I railed one guy while his partner bred my boy, pounding him into the mattress. Lots of fun sweaty risky sex. But the most naughty fun we had all summer was our last day and night on the Island. I’m a morning person, so after I made breakfast for the house, I climbed back into bed. My boy was moving around almost silently, but backing up against my cock. He’d been fucked and bred by at least three people, none of them me, the night before and felt loose and gaping. I asked him, ‘did you have fun yesterday, boy, sharing your slutty hole with all of the Pines?’ He moaned in agreement as my cock sunk into him. I told him that I’d let him have his own fun yesterday, including taking a known POZ pornstar’s load in the Meat Rack, but today I was in charge of who got to breed him. He loved that idea and pushed back onto my hardening cock with no lube necessary. After a few thrusts, his ass was streaky with white globs. I knew that cum was the spooge from yesterday’s multiple tops that had yet to seep into his guts. I eased out to push them back in. I really get off on other guy’s cum as lube, and I had a filthy idea. ‘Babe, today, you can take all the cock you want. But they have to pull out.’ As I pumped my cock into his used cunt, he looked shocked. ‘They can shoot their loads on your hole, but I get to push them into you.’ He squealed and pushed back onto my dick and milked my load into his chute. I left my boy a cummy mess and without showering pulled on my white speedo before gathering my bag to head to the beach. I set up my umbrella, chair, and towel down at the shore, right at the end just before the Meat Rack. I had been working out and was proud of my trim frame in my most revealing swimsuit. I’ve got a thick six-inch cock that the boys seem to enjoy. It’s not massive, but it gets my boy wet in all the right places, and he’s cool with me sharing it, just as I am cool sharing his holes too. It should also be mentioned that I ooze precum when I’m turned on. I can drip precum with only a slight chub. I got myself settled and dove into some trashy book, armed with a thermos of bloody mary mix and vodka. Every time I looked up, I’d see a sexy guy. More than once I felt myself drooling precum and noticed a translucent spot in the swimsuit fabric the size of a silver dollar right at the tip of my cock. Naturally, I’d trimmed out the lining for maximum visibility. I was staying cool in the shade of my umbrella but needed a piss. I though about taking a wizz in the dunes or in the ocean but was also out of booze. I figured it might be a good idea to check on my slutty boy, knowing he was cum hungry. I went back to the house and took a piss in the master bathroom. My boy wasn’t in bed, but heard familiar moaning and sweaty skin slapping skin and I figured out that he was servicing one of the weekly shares. I peeked through the cracked pocket door of the front bedroom and saw two of our housemates really working my boy over. The blond, Reggie, was on his back with his cock pointing straight up, splitting my boy’s cheeks wide apart. His husband, Alan, was holding my boy’s jaw to his dick and really pounding his throat. Reggie saw me in the door and froze. My boy was impatient and kept raising and lowering his bare hole up and down. Alan grinned and me and gestured for me to come in. I was hard and drooling precum, soaking my speedo. My boy heard the door slide open and paused, full of cock at both ends, eyes wide open. ‘Have your fun, friends, but don’t breed my boy,’ I said. Alan and Reggie nodded and my boy went back to moaning and bouncing. Reggie pulled out and shot streams of seed across my boy’s ass. Alan shot his load all over my boy’s pretty tan face. They held their position and I lapped their cum from boy boy’s face and both sets of cheeks. My boy groaned and we arranged him on his knees, ass up, and I spat and fingered their loads into his greedy ass. I pulled my wet dick out and used it to smear their cum into his eager pussy. My boy gave me a cummy kiss and thanked me for letting them get their seed into him. He now had three fresh loads sloshing around in his guts. I flopped my soaked dick back into my suit without cumming and headed back to the beach. To be continued…

Part 2. I woke up with my ass throbbing and a hardon. Kenny was still spooning me and I could feel his breath on my neck. I got up, found the bathroom and felt wetness at the top of my thighs. I sat on the toilet and peed and let go 3 large long loud flappy farts. Kenny poked his head in and said we should shower. He jumped in and I followed, we soaped up bodies, cocks, balls, nipples. And then he bent me over and put a hose up my hole and cleaned me out he said. He put his soapy cock in me after and pumped it a few times as I moaned at the fullness and burning soap. He pulled out and pronounced me "ready for visiting hours!". And then I cleaned him out too. It was still snowing like crazy when we dried off. Kenny made us some heavy screwdrivers in big glasses and then called out of work. I went back to the couch and turned on the tv, which had a porn paused from last night, so I hit play and laid back with my drink. Kenny was on the phone in his bedroom as I began to sip my drink and stroke my dick. When he came back in his glass was empty and he grabbed mine to refill. I felt good...horny....sexy. Kenny sat next to me and we drank and watched a shower orgy, playing with each other's bodies. He put his empty glass down and litup his bong, and began sharing smoke with me in long luxurious kisses. He felt amazing, I felt amazing and he led me by the hand to his room. Naked men covered the walls and his room smelled like a lockeroom and cum, lots and lots of cum. He laid me down and we made out. He worked down my body from my nipples to my hole. He grabbed some lube from his nightstand and started working it into me, saying. "My friends are coming to join us for our snow day, gotta get you ready for LOTS of cock". He sucked me as he worked his fingers in and out, coating my insides with lube. I moaned and writhed on the bed. And then I heard the door open and somebody yell, "Hey Kenny! " "In here Javier!!!" , yelled Kenny as he pulled off my cock.....and I heard multiple footsteps coming down the hall.....

Daddy Issues Hey everyone... first post here. Definitely happy I found this place- haven’t really found an alternative for people sharing stories, especially pertaining to this sort of subject matter. Loosely based on a series of encounters many years ago, but ones that I think back to a good amount. Decided to write about it. I was probably 21 or 22 at the time. Names, events, and descriptions have been modified for fun and because I can’t remember everything anyway. I hope some of you enjoy it. -- My stomach felt hot; the type of warmth that twists your gut on an empty stomach with nerves. And despite the beads of sweat dripping down my face, the rest of me was freezing. Standing outside the townhouse unit, bundled up in an oversized maroon hoodie and a pair of baggy black jeans, my hands were crossed and tucked under my armpits, teeth chattering as I waited in the chilly doorway. Even in the dark I could see the steamy clouds of breath with each exhale, and the gentlest draughts sent shivers across the sheet of sweat forming on my face. I was beginning to wonder if this had been a bad idea. It wasn’t that I minded the cold; the cold and I usually got along. But it was distinctly sobering. And the buzz from earlier was beginning to subside, leaving room for the more sensible parts of my brain to enter. And they were beginning to suspect that I was perhaps biting off more than I could chew. The cum threatening to leak out of my hole also raised a good point. My ex, Sam, had been especially rough today. Was I really up for more after that? Shouting at me while he fucked me like a ragdoll, twisting my sensitive nipples painfully until I arched my back and screamed, then stuffing his tongue down my throat as he emptied into my guts and practically threw my clothes at me afterwards... Sam and I... had issues. But he was also my main and only connection. And he liked the money while I liked to party—sometimes even with him. And our openness with one another tended to increase as a function of tina. Like I said—issues. Mercifully, I was spared further self-reflection when the door clicked and creaked open, revealing a firmly built father-figure who stood a solid six inches taller than me. I would have guessed him at roughly six foot two. “Sinking feeling?” I recited from adam4adam, smiling loosely, head crooked off to the side slightly. A grin spread across his face. “Just Chris is fine,” he greeted. “Daniel, right?” I nodded. “Come on in,” he invited, stepping off to the side as the door swung ajar. The contrast couldn’t have been more pronounced as I moseyed on by him. Aside from being substantially taller, Chris was large; broad-shouldered with the beginnings of a healthy paunch. He had the type of body that was once very built but had succumbed to a desk job and too much beer in later life. Atop his head, fiery red hair dotted with grey formed a halo around an emerging bald spot. There was lingering hesitation. But it was also cold and I very much wanted to find some warmth. The husky, broad build attached to the heavy voice was also something of a weakness of mine. So with all this in mind I muted Jiminy and stepped in past the threshold. The instant the door shut I found myself engulfed. Thick, fuzzy arms wrapped themselves around my chest, pulling me close to the grey button-up that draped loosely over the muscle-bear’s torso. Gasping, possibly on cue or as a reflex, I leaned into the embrace and craned my head up, parting my lips as his mouth pressed down on me and pushed his thick tongue inside. Meanwhile, one great big paw found my ass and squeezed my left cheek through the cold fabric, making me jump. He seemed pleased by this—as he pulled away, his face was bright with mischief. “Thanks for coming. I’m glad you could make it,” he growled. “Thanks for having me,” I responded sheepishly. “I’m glad I could come too.” He smirked. “Come on. We’re upstairs,” he instructed, grasping my hand as he lead me up the steps. As he pulled I had to hurry a bit to keep up. Passing the first door on the left, we scurried to the second, at which point Chris shoved it open and pulled me inside. The ceiling lights had been turned off; only the lamps in the corner and on the bedside table were lit, giving the room a dim ambiance. Immediately my eyes glanced to the nightstand- where a pair of old-fashioned glasses sat, their smooth edges catching the low light of the bedroom, making the red of the drink inside blush a deep crimson. Adjacent to it, a pair of syringes nestled together conspicuously. And below, a bag of crystals rested beside glass pipe and a little blue pill. At the sight of the needles, my heart began to pound. “It’s all right there,” I murmured. There was that doubt again. Was this a good idea. It wasn’t much of a question. But it might be a fun idea, I argued, and in many ways that was far more compelling. Either oblivious to my uncertainty or electing to move past it, Chris was already retrieving the glasses. Smiling welcomingly, he offered one. “It’s G. And Gatorade. You said you’ve done G?” I nodded, and reached out to accept. “Yeah. Thanks,” I murmured. Admittedly, I kind of hated G but declining felt rude. And anything to take the edge off sounded good so I smiled politely and braced for the worst. Nodding, he raised his glass. “Cheers,” he said, then clinked and chugged it back in one great gulp with what I assume was the Viagra, inviting me to follow suit. Following his lead, I drank the poorly masked acrid flavour, downing it in two swigs. Grimacing as I set the cup down, I sunk down onto the bed and reached for my shoulders, peeling away the thick layers of clothing I’d come wrapped in. Wiping my damp face against the inside of the scratchy fabric as it slid past my smooth stomach, the hoodie pooled messily on the floor. Meanwhile, Chris licked his lips and undid his belt, pulling the leather strap from outside his jeans as his murky eyes watched me undress. As my pants and boxers fell down around my lightly haired legs, showing off my freshly shaven groin, I could feel the buzz on my skin from his eyes outlining me- tracing over my lithe form as he drew his mental image. Looking back at him, by comparison he was a giant- I was barely five foot eight, with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and what could readily be described as a pallid complexion. Where my face was clean-shaven conceal my years, he wore his time with pride. I had no illusions that he was likely close to lapping both my weight and age; if I was a hundred and forty pounds, I estimated Chris at around two sixty. Maybe more. In his forties, if adam4adam was to be believed. In truth, I’d been very surprised when he’d even responded. But then we started talking and he rather directly advised that I was his type. And he was definitely mine. And despite the remnants of tina from a cloudy overcast, I could feel my cock twitch in anticipation. As he sat down next to me, I could feel the bed sag around him, displacing the mattress such that I popped up a bit. Pulling me close, I could see that his pupils were dilated like mine. I smiled. “Been having fun?” I joked. “Yeah, but just by myself tonight,” he replied, then all but dragged me onto his lap. Turning me around to face him, he seemed delighted to find how pliable and malleable my light body was in his hands, and I eagerly bent into his touch. “I’m glad we could fix that,” I returned wanly. He let out a chuckle. Digging his fingers into the smooth face of my ass, he began to peel the globes apart, making me shiver as I leaned against his chest. Then a probing finger touched my wet entrance. He paused. “What’s this?” My heart skipped a beat. “Oh,” I responded nervously. Instinctively my body moved to pull back, but then one of his hands rose and it was futile- like a steel cable across my back, locking me in place. “That,” I said slowly, my mouth suddenly feeling very dry, “That would be my ex.” A moment of silence fell upon us. The hand digging into my pucker pulled back and I managed to wrestle my face to the side. From the corner of my eye I could see him looking at his paw, examining the sheen of translucent cum on the tip of his index finger. To my surprise, he licked it. “Hot,” he responded, then reached back down, gathering more of the viscous fluid that had just started to leak out slowly onto his jeans. Once satisfied, I felt the arm on my back ease up and he let me pull back, only to press the cum-soaked finger against my lips. My dick immediately sprang to life. “Was it any good?” he asked as my mouth accepted the offering, swirling the tongue around his fingertip as he watched me lap away Tom’s juices. As the finger left my mouth, I licked my lips. “It was... alright, I guess. Kind of rough.” “I see,” he returned softly. “You like rough?” My voice hitched. Oh if only you knew, my brain snickered. On the outside, my voice returned coyly, “Sometimes. Maybe. Depends on the other person.” “I see.” Then a pause. All I could really feel was his fingers stroking my back gently. I began to wonder if I’d done something wrong. “Chris?” I asked. “Are you sure about this?” he asked slowly, carefully. “Sure about what?” I echoed. And then suddenly I was facing the bedside table. Following his bicep to forearm to outstretched fingers, I spied the instruments from earlier—specifically the rigs. “This,” he clarified. Oh. That. My stomach knotted. I licked my lips. “I think so.” “Think?” he repeated. Heavy hands stroked my arm, soothing and warm. I nestled in closer, enjoying the arm around my waist. A moment passed. Then another. Words were suddenly tough. I opened my mouth to speak but everything snagged and I gave up, shutting my mouth as I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “Daniel...” he said gently, nearly making me jump. “It’s okay if you just want to smoke. We’re going to have a good time either way, right?” “I know but...” “But what?” he asked softly. Well, there it was; I wasn’t going to be allowed indecision here. And he had very graciously offered me a way out. My eyes wandered to the loaded pipe. The tina had melted into the lower hemisphere, giving it a pearly look. And in that pearly gloss there was something comfortably familiar to it. But as my gaze wandered back to the pair of syringes, all loaded and set aside for us, my heart pounded inside my chest. Excitement crept upon me. Sucking in a deep breath, I provided my answer before I could formulate a proper case against it. “I want to try it,” I admitted. “With you.” Chris stared at me for a good minute. Slowly, an eager smile spread across his face. “Good.” He almost sounded relieved. With the G beginning to hit me, a clumsy warmth had radiated outwards from my gut and sunk into the extremities where it settled. Messily, I shuffled off Chris’s lap, planting a kiss on his fuzzy cheek as I went. Rising from the bed, he gathered one of the syringes and looked around for a moment, brow furrowed in contemplation, before opening the drawer and retrieving a bright orange rubber strap and a pair of square swab packets. Settling down in front of me, kneeling to keep himself level, he tied the rubber band around my arm. “Make a fist.” Within a few moments, he’d found the vein. Tearing the packet with his front teeth, he wiped the faint bump with an alcohol swab and licked his lips, eyes narrowed in focus as the tip of the needle approached the raised flesh. “Let me know if it hurts. At all. Ok?” I nodded, sucking in a breath to brace myself. I didn’t like needles. Probably the main reason I hadn’t learned how to do this myself. Or done this. Well, that and Sam didn’t like them either. The prick through skin stung but only momentarily. Subsiding as quickly as it came, Chris glanced up at me, prompting me to shake my head. Nodding, he slowly he pulled back on the plunger, drawing a flash of blood. “Anything?” he asked. Once more I shook my head. “Good.” And then he pressed forward, unloading the chemicals into my arm. Wasting no time, he smoothly retracted the needle, placed a cotton-ball on the entry point, and released the orange band from my arm. “Arm up. Hold that. And lie back,” he instructed. Hand above my head, holding the ball in place as told, I sunk back onto the bed and wondered when it would hit me. It wasn’t long. Within maybe two seconds I could feel my skin flush, like I’d suddenly been plugged into the wall and electrocuted. Coursing over my arms, finding my chest and stomach, traveling down into my legs and toes, then all the way up my neck. Like a tingling, tickling fire the burning feeling built in my throat, rapidly reaching a fever pitch and I coughed hard, involuntarily releasing the cotton as I clutched my chest and heaved. With each retching gasp, pleasure ripped through my body, making me shake as I rode the wave. Above, Chris simply watched, smiling from ear to ear as I unraveled in front of him. Whether it was fifteen seconds or five minutes before I regained the ability to speak I do not know. What I do recall is what I said. “Holy fuck.” The remark was whispered as my hands moved on their own accord—up to my face, then down across my chest, and experimentally grazing my swollen nipples. Then they migrated south, detouring at my cock, exploring my twitching hole, and completing their lap by returning to my face. Everything twitched. My skin buzzed. And there was a ringing in my ears that made everything seem so close and far at the same time. “It’s... I can’t... oh my god...” I stammered, panting on the bed. In my head the apprehensions were melting away—reservations disappearing in a maelstrom of heat—leaving nothing but impulse, fantasy, and want. Everything felt like a good idea. Cum, piss, cocks, toys, fists, pain, humiliation- my mind jumped from idea to idea, pirouetting from scene to scene, electrified by the prospect of my current companion holding my hand as we delved into pig hell. Roaring through my mind, the need to be used like a fuck-toy all but raced through my head, liberated from its cage by the chemicals hijacking me. Peeling my hands away from my face, I turned to Chris. “It’s so much,” I whispered. To this, Chris chuckled, spotting his own vein as he aimed the syringe. “Just breathe, baby,” he instructed. “I’ll be there soon.” His cough was considerably less laboured. And as the strap fell away he began to undress, shucking his loose button-up over his shoulders, allowing me to see his powerful biceps and thick chest muscles that were loosely covered by red and gray hair. And, deliciously, a pair hairy armpits that reeked with sweat. Reflexively, I licked my lips. Then he began to remove his jeans, unfastening the button and sliding them past his hairy legs as he removed them with his boxers. He was already getting hard- between his legs sat a chubby cock, nestled in a patch of red hair and two huge, low-hanging balls. Resting his weight on his forearm, he settled on his side next to me. “So,” he asked, licking his fingers before pressing his hand against my chest. “How are you feeling?” The bass tones of his voice were lightened by amusement as his finger and thumb found one of my swollen nipples. Inhaling sharply as he rolled them between his heavy digits, I let out a yelp as he gave a quick squeeze. Finding my bearings, riding the exhilarating pleasure, I managed to suck in a lungful of air. “Amazing,” I breathed, rising from the bed, biting my lip as I took in his full naked body- from his huge hands to his growing dick, to the powerful centre that connected them all. Imagining my holes used like sleeves for every part sticking out of him—a human waste receptacle for his cum and piss. Someone’s boy to use. His boy to use. “Better than puffing it?” he teased, grinning from ear to ear. “Definitely,” I agreed. “Good,” he growled, pulling me close in a crushing kiss. Breathless as we broke away, I felt giddy. Suckling his neck, I moved in close, balancing myself on my knees around one of his resting thighs. I needed to taste him. Reaching gently for one of his arms, I touched the thin layer of fur, then lightly lifted it with his assistance above his head and dug my tongue into his hairy pit. With him palming the back of my head to pull me closer, I inhaled the heavy, musky smell and my body jolted with excitement. Lapping at the sweaty, salty, acidic flavour I drank greedily until there was nothing left and let out a pleading noise. Above, he chuckled throatily and released my face as the other arm rose in an invitation that I was happy to accept. Electing to not grip my head this time, his free hand found its way to my ass-cheeks, squeezing them hard enough to make me yelp as I continued to service him. Between the smooth globes his fingers crawled, teasing my hole as it traced the outside, gathering the leaking cum. Shifting my weight, I arched my back, inviting the finger for closer inspection. Still slightly slick with Sam’s load, his ring finger pushed onwards roughly, making every nerve tingle. But all I could think was more. “Please,” I begged. “Please what, boy?” he teased, extracting the intruding digit only to thrust it back inside. Pulling away from his pit, I looked at the heavy, hungry expression that had overtaken Chris’s initially welcoming features. Something distinctly dark had taken over his face—the same unhinged need the chemicals had unleashed in myself, but funneled through his want to control. My chest fluttered in delight. “I want you to use me,” I whispered. “To fuck me. To fill me.” Studying my face, all twisted with need, his dilated eyes narrowed slightly, his breathing soft and slow. “I’m gonna do a lot more than that, Daniel.” My breathing hitched. “I know,” I whispered. “I’m gonna ruin you,” he growled, burying his face in my neck, sucking the soft skin as he bit down. I let out a groan, feeling the skin tingle as his teeth sunk. Traveling up to my ear, he licked as he went, nipping my earlobe before settling his mouth just outside. I could hear his heavy panting and it made me crackle with excitement. “And you’d just let me, wouldn’t you,” he hissed, digging his finger deeper, coating it in Sam’s splooge, wriggling it to ease it in to the knuckle. “I bet you’d let a hundred guys fuck you if I wanted.” “And then some,” I agreed softly. “Two at a time even, all snug inside your little boy hole, just to make sure everyone’s served,” he growled as he pulled back only to slip his middle finger inside alongside, making sure I felt the stretching as his fingernail scraped against my insides. “As many as you’d want to fit,” I whimpered, revelling in the burn as he worked my hole. His voice made a rumble of appreciation. “Get that hole open, puffy, and swollen. Just oozing with cum,” he hissed, turning his fingers as he spoke. “Running down your legs in streams.” “Stuffing it back inside me with your hands,” I whispered, my heartbeat quickening as the words formed. “Shoving it into my guts with your arm. Cleaning every cock that blows inside me with my mouth.” Groaning, his fingers left my ass and were quickly shoved into my mouth. Nursing them, my tongue swirled around the faint taste of my juices mixed with the salty, musky flavour of Sam. All the while, his expression darkened, his teeth coming together. Glancing down, I saw his cock stood upright, thick veins bulging up every inch of the beer-can shaft, leading up towards a mushroom head leaking pre-cum. Pulling away from the fingers I sunk down, arching my back as my legs stretched to balance my body on my hands and knees. Up close I estimated him at approaching nine inches, maybe eight-and-a-half. Inhaling through my nose I took in the pungent aroma of dried piss mixed with sweat and his natural musky odour. Entranced, my mouth opened, drawing the head inside as my hand reached to grip the thick shaft. Making a noise of appreciation, he opened his legs a bit, running his fingers through my hair and resting them on the back of my head gently. Now, full disclosure—I am far from the best at blowjobs in the universe. And in many positions I frequently have trouble deep-throating. But in the moment, with the tina racing through me, I thought I could do anything and I found myself relaxing my jaw, easing the muscles and sliding down on him as best I could. It was somewhat successful. Letting out a groan as his head pressed my throat muscles, not quite unclenched enough or at the best angle for passage, his shaft slipped and slid along my wet mouth. My glands were working overtime, pumping out saliva as I dragged my tongue from trunk to top, swirling around his glans as I came up. Up and down I went, swallowing the excess spit as his hand guided me with gentle pressure. “Wait,” he grunted. Popping up for air, I awaited further instruction as he released my head and pointed to my crotch. “Bring that ass here,” he ordered. Obediently, I turned around, balancing on my hands and knees. Setting my legs around his thick torso, his back sunk into the mattress. Shuffling along until my mouth was lined up a perfect forty five degree angle with his cock and my ass stood above his pecs, his hands reached up, gripping my ass-cheeks hard as he spread them wide. The bed creaked—reacting to him rising—and I lowered my open mouth back onto his cock as his face pushed into my crack, beard scratching the inside of my cheeks as he dug in. Locked in his powerful grip, I inhaled through my nose, relaxing my throat as I measured the angle and aligned myself accordingly. And then I went slid down, feeling his cock brush against the back of my gullet. Easing up further, the entrance opened, allowing him to push past my throat muscles with a slight raise of his hips as I buried my nose in his pubes. Letting out of a guttural groan as I took him to the root, I could feel the sound vibrate against my ass, making me tingle with anticipation as my throat worked his massive rod. Meanwhile, he paused momentarily to stare at my just-leaking hole, before his wide tongue gave one long, slow lick against my puckered opening, sending shivers up my spine as I fucked my face on him. “Fucking hot hole,” he growled, then dug in, all but mashing his face into me. Scratching around my hole with his beard in the best way possible his thick tongue plunged into the load left by Sam. Sucking and slurping, making my ass as wet as he could as he sought depth I lost focus, tingling from end to end, and pulled up involuntarily to nurse his head. Below, his hips bucked. Right. Refocusing despite the warmth and tingling in my hole, I relaxed once more, breathing through my nose as I took him down. Pulling away from my hole for just a moment, he gave my ass a slam. “Tastes so good,” he rumbled, then dug back in. Slick with spit, acclimatizing to the motion and high as a kite, I got bolder. Pulling all the way up his head, I’d spend a moment focusing there, then lower myself and push past the throat muscles, holding him down as I swallowed around him. Then repeat. Following this rhythm, he’d dig hard, using his index and middle fingers to pry me open as he tried to stuff his whole tongue up my ass. Then as I came up he’d pull back, lapping at the salty cum, spit, and ass-juices that he’d displaced. Punctuating with the odd nip or bite against my cheeks, or stinging slap against my ass, we continued like this for several minutes—maybe five, maybe ten, it’s hard to say. Our cadence was broken by him pushing my waist off his body. “Get up,” he instructed. Pulling my mouth away from his cock, I looked over my shoulder. Face red, he was breathing was hard. “I want you to sit on it.” Crawling forward, I straddled his lap as he sat up. Guiding his cock to my slick hole, his hand grabbed my back and pulled me into a deep kiss, making me taste the mix of his spit, my ass, and Sam’s salty cum as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. Meanwhile, my hand gripped his slippery cock, holding it in my hand as it rubbed against my entrance. Briefly, Chris pulled away from the kiss. Reaching over to the bedside table his arm dug haphazardly through the contents of the drawer until he retrieved a tube of silicon lube and a small bottle of poppers. Popping the lids he greased his shaft and held the poppers below my nostrils, encouraging me to inhale. As the heat blossomed in my chest it mingled with the existing high and made my whole body shiver, muscles melting into putty. Meanwhile he capped the poppers and set them aside, placing his hands back to my sides. “Breathe and sit,” he commanded, then sunk back onto the mattress, placing his hands on my waist to hold me in place. Slowly, I began to lower myself. Despite being wet with spit, lube, and cum, it still took effort to accommodate him. Pushing past the sphincter, he slid in, stretching as my muscles groaned and ached at the intrusion. Gasping, I set my hands on his stomach, shutting my eyes as I took a deep breath. “It’s so much,” I whimpered. “I know, baby. Just breathe,” he encouraged. It was a slow process—I had no doubts that my guts had been roughed up but in a twisted way it made me want it more. Below, he’d stroke my sides reassuringly, telling me how good of a boy I was as I slid down inch by inch. Finally I felt it—the pubic hair rubbing against my pucker. I opened my eyes and glanced below. “It’s all there,” I breathed. “I know,” he confirmed, grinning from ear to ear. “How do you feel?” he asked. I shifted my hips. “Full,” I said blithely. “Very full. But good.” “Good,” he echoed. Reaching to the side, he retrieved the poppers. “Take some,” he instructed, handing them off to me. “I’m going to start moving.” Nodding, I uncapped the lid and took two long, heavy inhales on each side and focused on the feeling in my ass—each inch stretching my hole around him. In time with the heat spreading through my body, his hands returned their grip to my waist making my hips shift—as if doing so would help him get in further. Above I closed the bottle and tossed it aside. Pausing to appreciate the depth, we both stared at each other for just moment. Then slowly, I raised my hips only to come slamming down on him as his vice-like grip pulled at the exact moment his hips jerked in a brutal thrust. Establishing this as our rhythm, my legs rose once more. On cue, his legs pumped as his arms yanked me back down. Letting out a cry, I settled into the pace, holding onto him as we pushed onwards. Buried so far down that his balls slapped up against me as he pounded, my cock was only half-hard from the tina but it didn’t stop it from leaking pre-cum all over his stomach. Battering my prostate, all but forcing the fluid out of me, he drove in harder and harder with every shove. More. Please, God, more. All the while, Chris kept his eyes locked on mine, growling intermittently as he fucked Sam’s cum deeper into my ass. “Fucking slut,” he snarled, his hips lurching as he buried himself into me. “Seeing someone before me.” Another thrust, making my guts stretch as I gasped. “Took his load.” Thrust. “Then came right here for more.” Another thrust and I found myself breaking apart, dissolving into whimpers on top of him. “Yes,” I moaned. “Could have just come here,” he growled. “Instead made me wait all fucking day for you. But you needed his load, didn’t you?” “I did,” I gasped. “Sleazy, slutty boy. Coming over with some man’s load up your ass. Just can’t help yourself.” I couldn’t make words. He was so deep. Practically punching my prostate with his cock-head, I let out a noise halfway between a gurgle and a groan, covering my face with my hands as he took control of the pace. “Isn’t. This. Better.” Each word was punctuated with a brutal thrust. Knocked off balance, I threatened to tumble over and was forced me to lean forwards, pressing my hands against his pecs for support. “So much better,” I wailed. “Fucking right it is.” And with that, he gripped harder, digging his fingers into my sides—I had no illusions there would be bruises later—and pushed our combined weight forward. Letting out a yelp as I toppled over, my back hit the mattress. Then he gathered my legs and pulled them above his shoulders, dragging me up so he had a forty-five degree angle to drive into my hole. I couldn’t tell you how long he fucked me like that for—I just remember holding onto the bed and moaning as he pumped in and out of me, rocking my hips to meet his thrusts because I couldn’t get him far enough inside me. And then the furrowing of his brow as he shut his eyes and grit his teeth, signalling the end of the moment as he let out a guttural roar, slamming into me as far as he could. Inside I felt the delicious wet warmth spread inside my ass making my heart race as my legs squeezed him and my arms came up to hold onto him. My face buried itself in his neck. Being careful not to crush me under his weight, Chris came down, eyes shut, propping himself up on his forearms for support. My stomach was wet. More precum had been fucked out of me. I was even almost hard. And as we pulled away, and he opened his eyes, his mouth parted slightly, panting, studying me. “Slut,” he said softly. Through laboured breathing, I nodded. “My slut,” he corrected. And with that remark we reached a mutual understanding—that this was the price of admission for more. Gazing up into his murky blue eyes, my breath caught in my throat. Covered in our mingled sweat, skin pulsing with electricity, heart racing with chemically induced emotion, we both already knew my answer. “Your slut,” I agreed.

It's a great fantasy but that is all. I had a horse cocked fuck bud in Chattanooga who had done several years in jail in Georgia on felony charges (drug possession related) and he told me what jail life was like. Yes a guy like me would get fucked and pretty often, but there were politics in play as even the jails are territorial gang style structures and you'd be having sex with the guys who served as your protectors. You would not be able to have sex with any of the opposition and their forcing you to do so (and with a built guy like me they would sure try) would lead to reprisals against them by your protectors. If you had sex with the opposition and you weren't struggling against it the entire time, it would be viewed as consent by your protectors and they would cease protecting you.

Great start - looking forward to reading more 🙂

Significantly. But if you stay on it, within a few weeks you should be protected again.

No, it does not. PrEP stands for "Pre-Exposure Prophylaxis" and ONLY applies to medication taken by HIV-NEGATIVE people to prevent infection with HIV. This study was about people ALREADY infected with HIV, who BY DEFINITION are not on PrEP - they are on ART (which stands for Anti-Retroviral Therapy). These are two different things, even if they may use some of the same medications. The study looked to show what would happen to the viral load of a person who was already HIV-positive (ie, NOT on PrEP) who stopped using ART. I realize some ill-informed people assume "PrEP" refers to any and all HIV medication but that is absolutely wrong.

i could have done without the insistent musical backgrounds. when i started going to the baths, i wondered if they were filming porn. not aiming the camera at me though.

I'd just begun chemo when my building was being renovated. I had all my VHS tapes stored on my deck. My dad got rid of them for me. I had an answer prepared in advance if he asked me what Kansas City Trucking Co. was. "It was a Sondheim musical, dad! Everybody knows that!" lol

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?

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.

I wouldn't mind a few more stories of a twink being forcefully cuffed to a fuck bend or sling and gang-raped

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

yes. we have roleplayed it for awhile now. now we want to take the next step & actually do it.

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

I have had that done to me as well. The pleasure stimulation combined with the head rush of knowing a you are so sloppy and used a guy can put his hand and cock in your ass and jerk himself off crates waves of deep ecstasy. It is great seeing so many other guys like me that have stretched out holes are proud of how loose they are and how much sexual use they have enjoyed to get that way.

I have been getting bred since I was 13. To say I am loose is an understatement. I have never had a top say that my pussy was too loose. It’s part of being a bottom. I was asked by a friend how do I take really big dick and I told them with a smile. I am thankful to all of the men and toys that gave me a sloppy cunny.

6.5" uncut, maybe a little fatter than average---

Oh, and I don’t know if it’s something you’re looking for, but if you’re chasing things... it’s a great place to catch!

I was the 'third guy in' for a couple in a similar situation to yours.... they were married (to each other). I was divorced and single. He contacted me from a 'site' and explained that his wife was pretty hot and he loved her a lot but she needed more cock than he could give her. And they both were cool with him getting involved in M/M stuff. It started off as great sex a few times a month and progress into a friendship (with definite benefits). Most nights I was lucky to enjoy her while he watched or participated. And then she would watch or participate with he and I. We got to know one another's kinks and it was a great sexual relationship and friendship. He took a promotion and they moved far enough away that we had to grope, kiss and have one really hot fucking night before they left. I highly recommend experimenting - especially if your partner is open to experimenting!!! It's a journey and it is a lot of fun if your partner approves and is involved somewhat (IMHO). Enjoy!

1/24/2020. me (top) and my one true.

Be cautious about shutting down your awareness of your surroundings if you’re going to do anon scenes. You are already in a vulnerable position, and making it so that you cannot see or hear what’s coming at you would simply be unwise, especially in open-door situations. Not all Men who come through your door may be harmless guys looking to pump and go. They may do other things to you that you don’t like or want. They may overpower you, restrain you, rape you, rob you, beat you. All of these things have happened before. When I host, I keep my wits clear, my senses sharp, and my extra self-defense within easy reach. I would love to do what you’re talking about when I host, and just become a lump of warm, wet flesh for their use, but aside from the danger, I can’t give my Tops the fuck they deserve if I can’t hear their sex sounds or see the cues they exhibit that tell me how to respond in ways that excite them. I can never make the mistake of turning the fuck into something about me, or I risk ruining it for both of us.

While I identify as a radical progressive all these people shouting socialist should remember that the orange moron is Putin's pussy!

The ONLY thing that really matters to me is if it is hard enough to get in me and if so plant it now. Secondary, I would love to be told as it enters me that the top has a hvl of poz cum he is going to deposit, but no cum refused.

Any good bottoms will take any cocoa d load any time and a good top will take any hole anytime

First guy who fucked me was my massage therapist. He fucked me bare. I never thought twice about it. It felt good. Broke up with my girlfriend shortly after. Most guys were fucking bare. One young uni guy fucked me with a condom then he got hard again and fucked me and whispered in my ear “im not wearing a condom”. I always preferred bare. Only used a condom when they insisted or the 18yr old was super hot and wanted to use one. Otherwise, raw only.

Yesterday morning had a top back out but thankfully I had kept in touch with the top from my last post. Turned out he was available and close to my house. I love getting bred in marital bed so wasted no time giving him my address. He shows up and without a word I take him straight to my bedroom. He was as hot as I remember, tight toned dark skinned body and his cock had my ass twitching the minute my lips touched it. Once again very little was said and he knew I love spit as lube so he pushed me onto the bed and started rimming me deep and spitting on my now slightly gaped hole. Then he slammed balls deep in me and fucked hard for a couple of minutes. He stopped and flipped me over and then gave me the pounding of my life 15 straight minutes of hard deep pounding. Grabbing my hips and forcing himself deep in me. He had me moaning and begging for his babymakers. He kept calling me a slut and asking me if this is what I really like while slapping my ass. Asked me if I love getting bred versus my wife's pussy. I could only moan yesses. Finally he tensed up and slammed in me deep and loudly came. He stayed in me until he went limp and plopped out. My ass gushed cum right away, so much seed. He then stood up got dressed and left. I made sure to lay in my marital bed and let his cum soak in the sheets while I jerked off with his spunk as lube. Wife unaware, still do not know is name.

Agree. Bottoms who bareback have a duty to take the top's load whether it's toxic or not and should expect that his load will be shot deep inside regardless of his status. If a bottom is not willing to accept that risk he shouldn't be taking raw cock in his ass in the first place. Personally, I get off on bottoming for toxic cock and charged loads and willingly accept the risks that come with my desires and actions.

I need this kind of a team for my next appointment. WOW That would be great and I would go back as often as needed too.

hmmm, I'll have to find a doctor and nurse just like this....

Really hope there is more of this story

We had a doctor here in Seattle who lost his medical license for being a leather escort. He was my doctor, and his office was in a low rise medical building with an apartment building across the lane from it. I had to make an unscheduled appointment one day when I got a dildo with no balls attached stuck up my shithole. I called the docs office and his receptionist got the doc on the line, amd he said to just wait 12 hours or so and it'd work its way out. I informed him that it had already been close to 12, and as it was 4:30 or so he said he'd wait in the office for me. I got there, and he realized immediately I was spun. He started talking nasty hot to me, asking me about my sexploitsat the bath, and then he put me on the exam table and put my legs in stirrups he had to add. vHe left the exam room and came back a few minutes later, amd began the hot talk. He opened the blinds to the room, and out on the balcony were two guys watching the whole scene. The doc shot something to numb my ass and then put in a large speculum up my ass and went to get some forcep type clamp to grab the dildo. When he got the dildo, he grabbed it with his hand and took it out, popped it in my mouth. He asked what I was going to do that night, and I told him pnp a little more and go back to the baths. He asked if I wanted a load right then, and I saif yes. He fucked me, sent me on my way. Of course I went out to the alley, and the two guys were still on their balcony, stroking. Of course I visited their apartment. I think you can understand why the state board took his medical license from him.

Sounds like a great way to spend your day at the clinic.

Losing my Virginity in so Many Ways! (Part 2) I had just been fucked for the first time. On top of it all it was a raw, bareback breeding by a poz stud who got me high. I was feeling invincible and looking forward to more while Brandon kissed me deeply as he kept his hard cock deep inside me massaging in his newly deposited load. When he broke his kiss so we both could get some air he let me know that there was plenty more to come. Brandon went on to tell me that he had a bunch of friends coming over to have a bareback party. He holds these monthly. There’s plenty of sex and drugs to last through the weekend. He knew I would enjoy myself as I had already done with him. He planned on keeping me very high and by the end of the weekend I’d be a poz, cum, tweaker. He wasted very little time by fucking another load into me as I could feel the high I had start to fade. This gave me the chance to realize what I had done and hoped I could head home to ponder my fate. But luck was not with me as he dropped another ecstasy and a couple Viagra in my mouth with some g laced water. This was followed by another slam. I could tell this slam was much stronger then the one before by the amount of ringing I had in my ears and the way I felt very hot. I was back in that place where I did not care what I did or had done to me. It was at this point that I had all the hair shaved off my body including my head. I was smooth from the tip of my head to my toes. It was a real turn on getting shaved down and I couldn’t wait to get fucked again. After Brandon was done shaving me down, he fucked another load into me. He finished just as the buzzer for his apartment sounded. “Looks like its party time.” I was left in the sling, still restrained as Brandon left to let who ever was at the door in the apartment. Next thing I heard several voices and a “No fucking way?” from some strange voice and another guy said “How’d you get him over here?” How did I end up here, I met a hot stud I wanted to have sex with for my first time and never ready his profile that listed him as HIV+ and a meth user. Now I was high on the shit and wanting to get fucked. Brandon walked in and said “Here’s the little bitch, high as a kite and ready for more. This is Adam a freshman over at the university. Adam this here is Jose and Miguel. There are ready to fuck you.” These two latin studs undressed as Brandon released my restraints. This could be my chance to escape, but did I want to be fucked by these guys. I was helped out of the sling and was a little unsteady on my feet so escape was no option even if I wanted too run. As they helped me over to the bed I noticed Miguel was lying on his back with a massive cock pointing straight up. It had to be over 10” long. They positioned me over his cock and sat me down on it. It popped in so easily and I slid all the way down to the base. Miguel began to fuck into me and it felt amazing. As I got fucked from below Miguel pulled me in for a kiss. It was at that moment I felt someone grab my arm and another slam was injected into me. At the same time I felt a hand on my back and could tell someone was behind me. I was still locked in the kiss with Miguel when I felt another cock forcing it way into my hole. The slam made me relax to the point of being able to accept a Jose cock along with the first. It felt amazing. I could only moan out in pain and pleasure as I was double fucked. The two kept plowing me good. First Miguel would cum, then a few minutes later Jose would shoot. They traded off like that for a long time as more and more people began to arrive at Brandon’s. A small crowd began to gather around us as the party got into full swing. When I looked up I saw that there was Brandon in the sling getting fucked as others were in different stages of fucking. I couldn’t imagine that something like this would go one with guys freely fucking other guys bareback and breeding each other. Finally Jose pulled out and I was allowed to lie down as Miguel pulled out of me. I am not sure who everyone was but some muscular hunk grabbed me from behind and mounted my ass. By this point my ass was so loose I was able to accommodate anyone without problems. I have to say that as the party went on, Brandon took care of me. He always made sure I drank gatorade, he kept me well lubed with ecstasy and meth and kept me hard as a rock with Viagra. I have no idea how many times I was fucked or how many loads I had taken. One thing I knew is that I was feeling great with every slam I got. As the party began to break up and people left I was back in the sling. Brandon was now sitting on a stool between my legs with the crisco as one of his friends prepared to give me another slam. I felt Brandon work my hole with 3, then 4 fingers. As he applied more and more Crisco I could feel my hole opening up. Then I felt pressure as Brandon slid his thumb in next to his fingers. He was trying to get his entire fist in my cunt. As Brandon began to apply pressure he nodded and his friend gave me another slam. I felt this amazing sensation in my ass as Brandon slipped his fist inside me. My cock was still hard from all the Viagra I had be given and I felt the sudden urge to cum. Brandon working his fist deeper inside me as he leaned in and began to suck on my cock. I felt like I was going to shoot, but ended up pissing instead. Brandon didn’t seem phased by my piss and drank it down as he continued to suck my cock. The more he pushed into my hole, the more he sucked ,the better it all felt. With little warning I began the strongest orgasms I had ever had. I felt like I was going to shoot my entire life’s supply of cum. At the same time I felt like I was having an orgasm in my ass too. Brandon commented that he felt my hole sucking his arm in deeper. He was over half way to his elbow and I could feel his hand stretching me inside. The orgasms I was having ended and Brandon began to slowly pull his fist from my hole. Before I knew what was going on Brandon and I were the only ones left in the apartment. I was kept so high I had no clue as to the time or the day. Brandon came over to me and gave me a big kiss. He told me what a good little pig I was and he wanted to see me again. I couldn’t resist him. We continued seeing each other. A few weeks after we met I came down with the flu I and asked Brandon if he thought I should go to the doctor? He told me to wait and see if I get any worse. He came over to my dorm, picked me up and took me back to his apartment to take care for me for the 3 days I was sick. Once I was better he said, “Let’s go to the clinic.” “Why go to the clinic now, I am feeling great.” “We should go to the free clinic so you can get an HIV test.” In the short time we had begun to see each other I had forgotten about taking all that poz cum. Now I had to face the consequences of my actions. Brandon drove me over to the free clinic where I had an HIV test performed. Brandon went with me when I had to return a week later to get my results. Brandon could tell I was nervous as we sat in the room waiting for the counselor to come into and give me my results. Brandon held my hand the entire time, right through the counselor telling me I was HIV+. Not once did he leave my side. He made me feel that I was not alone. We drove back to his place in silence. Walked up the stairs and into his apartment without saying a word. Once inside the door, he grabbed me and kissed me. We made out passionately as we slowly undressed each other. He led me to his bedroom and we continued to kiss and before long we positioned ourselves for 69. He made sure to get my cock nice and wet as he deep throated me. Then without a word he pushed me on my back and mounted my hard cock. He looked down at me and simply said, “Now it’s your turn to recharge me” as I fucked him for all my might. This being my first time as a top I didn’t last long, but I gave him a huge load of cum deep inside his hole. We held each other for the entire night. I fucked him throughout the night and deposited every load I could inside him. This happened 2 years ago and we have been together ever since.