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It is amazing when you have sperm up your hole how much you need more. Every evening after the Bathhouse pozzing I dreamt of being made pregnant again. I had lost all control. I constantly thought about the Poz cum up my ass. I was terrified it would take. I was terrified it wouldn’t. On the second week I waited for the fuck flu like a woman waits to miss her period. I was going to be pregnant. The fear, the stress. 2 weeks exactly ,nothing. I wandered the roads angry and stressed and then I found myself walking to the Bathhouse again. My heart beat faster as I walked in the door. The guy who let me in and pozzed me last time was not there. Someone looking bored hardly looked at me while I paid and handed me a towel. This was a mistake. What the fuck was I doing .? But I kept walking forward. As I walked to the locker room there was small refreshment area and tv screen, that you passed. I walked through quickly only to hear someone loudly whisper to someone “ There is the Poz chaser from a couple of weeks ago. That slut took so much Poz cum it was dripping out his ass. Well and truly converted. Pregnant slut !” I nearly fell over. I blushed to my roots, both ashamed and proud. “ I wonder if he is going to charge up that hot bug chaser in the Steamroom .” My dick went stiff. Then I realised that was the dupe. There was no hot young guy. This just the ruse to get people in. It worked. Here I was, bugchasing poz slut. Outside the Steamroom I smiled to myself, 7 towels. Those Gift givers hadn’t worked out there was no young slut waiting to be fucked Poz. Hopefully I could be helped on my journey. I took off my towel and walked in. What greeted me when I walked in the steam room was completely different from 2 weeks before . There was the heat. But in front of me were lots of shadows all near each other. But it was the noise that overwhelmed me. “Infect him”. “ Poz him” “Charge him with the virus “ “ Make him part of the brotherhood” “I can feel the last of his Neg juices” I walked towards the noise. At first no one noticed me. I could see what looked like a young 20ish guy bent over bench. He was being fucked hard. There was no spot where someone was not near. His ass was being barebacked by an older guy with thin legs and hardly any ass. “ I am going to charge you full of Poz cum ,slut “ he yelled. Then suddenly he pushed forward and held himself there. “ Fuck my babies are in you.” He was hardly out of the young guy before he was replaced by another. I noticed this was the guy who had let me in 2 weeks before. I became erect The guy who had let me in 2 weeks before , must have heard my panting behind him, as he slightly turned around. He smiled broadly. “ Fuck I am cumming .... take that infected Poz cum “and he pushed himself onto the young guy. He took his time standing there over the young man. As he pulled his dick out he loudly said “ The guy behind me was made pregnant by me .and many others a couple of weeks ago. This infected slut is the next guy to Poz the slut beneath me. He went closer to young slut and said “ The slut that is going to infect you is a newbie and probably a bottom. You are going to be charged with his newly infected babies” I was slightly shocked. I was mainly a bottom and though I had fucked some guys , and liked it, I always felt abit insecure but now I positioned myself behind this younger version of myself. This bug chaser who was doing exactly as I had 2 weeks before. I slipped into him. I will say that again. I slipped into the chasing slut. I can’t describe how wet and warm he felt. He was sloppy but tight . I pushed further in ,I was in heaven . I had thought the young slut was not saying much, while he was being charged up, but now I could hear moaning, intermittently with words I could just hear “ Poz .. me ... Please. ..... make me yours “My pace picked up.i could hear the voices around me. “ Poz him, infect him Harder Harder. “ I could feel cum hit my leg as I fucked this slut. Then I felt a hand against my ass. I saw a shape behind me “ Fuck I am a Poz pig slut and I am going to charge a newly infected bitch”Without a moment hesitation he grabbed my ass and drove his hard fat dick into me. I groaned . I was impaled I was in another world. I pushed harder into the young slut. He was more than moaning now. He was almost pleading.” Poz .....infect ...Po.. “it was too much. I felt myself sink into the wet juicy Poz Pussy and start to pump my slut full of my babies. I managed to yell “ Poz “ as I unloaded. Just then I felt the Poz pig push into me . “ Your fucking pregnant” he yelled and pushed into me. I was smiling. I was laughing. I was full of Poz cum and had just made a young slut pregnant. I moved away. Someone took my place it continued. I walked out of the Steamroom. As I walked to the showers,I was not full of shame. I was happy. I felt complete. I started smiling. I still had cum going down my leg. Now I was me. I walked up the stairs and the door. 2 weeks later I received a call . “ Hello “ the voice stuttered. “ Hello” I said .” I am the guy you fucked 2 weeks ago” he said” “ I am sorry to call you but I was told by the guy at the Bathhouse you would be the right person to speak too”. I was silent” I am pregnant” he said. “ So am I “ I replied . There was silence. “ Do you want to meet? “ he said “Yes” I said “At the steamroom in the Bathhouse where we became pregnant. “

The day after my parents left, Doctor Johnson comes over to where I live with his assistant, we talk and asks if I had any strange dreams. At first, I said no, but he gives me a funny look and tells me to get naked he's a Doctor, so I see nothing strange he says to me I don't have a concussion as I'm perfectly healthy and for me to get on my knees as he pulls out his dick with the metal ring on the head. His assistant gets naked, says hail Satin, and then it all comes back it was NOT a dream, but it was real. I take turns sucking both of their dicks before they bend me over the couch and take turns fucking me. They each gave me four loads, and before they left, they put a butt plug in me and for me to keep it in. They also brought these metal devices to go over my dick, so I don't have an orgasm they said keeping me in chastity will keep me horny and looking to suck fuck dick. They left behind a box with instructions and in the box were cloths, baseball hat with this symbol - I have no idea what - means but it's on both sides of the cap. The shorts are small even for me and hide nothing as they are ripped in the back my the crack of my ass, the tee shirt is also tight. They have nipple suckers like for a snake bite, and they are to be on my nipples eight hours per day. I'm only allowed to have this drink and not food to keep my system inside clean. There is a map of the park that always told never to go there. I'm to look for men in this one area at dusk and have my baseball cap on backward; it was to let others know I was there to get fuck and take loads. I get to the area and see three men standing around talking so I turn my baseball cap backward and one says get on your knees faggott, I do, and I can smell this guy has not taken a bath in a long time as the other two have their dicks as I service them also. One takes my tee shirt off then sees my nipples are extended and squeeze then until it hurt. They pick me then tell me to drop my shorts. They are laughing as one says we have a real sissy faggot all lock up and taking raw toxic loads, they put my arms against the tree as one spreads my ass cheeks and see my hole. It's a puffy hole as he just spits, he gets up and shoves his dick in as it's not very painful as I just grunt and take it as the other two are stroking their dicks as they will be getting sloppy seconds. After the first one dumps his load and I'm bent over cleaning off his dick, the others take their turn fucking my ass. By the time they are all finished, I'm moaning like a bitch in heat as I like getting fuck sucking dick. They push me on the ground and start to piss on me and say to me you better come back, or we will make these pictures go around the town of you begging to get fucked raw. When I get home, Dr. Johnson gives me a call and ask if I had fun, and to be truthful, I did have fun, but I have to take a shower. Dr. Johnson screams DON'T take a shower as you are now the town cumdump and will be at the park EVERY DAY rain or shine at 14:00 hours; you will not refuse any load or their piss if you do your parents will know of all the videos of you begging for toxic cum. I did like Dr. Johnson said and not take a shower, so I was smelling of cum & piss the next day. The first day there were three men today five shower up. I jump out of my clothes fast as I can dropped to my knees and started sucking dicks as someone put something in my ass. I turned to them and said THANK YOU. For the next two hours, I had a dick in my ass or mouth and one pissed in my ass at the end as another one had me drink his piss. When I get home, I call Dr. Johnson and give that day's report of what happen as he says you are on the hookup sites now as very good willing to take any loads. Every day more men show up, so I tell Dr. Johnson it's getting harder to satisfy so many men like this being the seventh and there were twelve men and I did not leave the park till 9 pm and was almost caught by the police as the park closes at 7 pm. Dr. Johnson says it will only last a few more days.

Jakey was still sleeping when I got back but his profile was getting some serious attention on the hookup site. I recognised some of the interested parties and was quickly able to filter down "Jake's" responses and in no time at all had sorted some meets for him. About 8pm I woke Jake and fed him one my personal protein shakes as well as couple of other pick me ups. He was still struggling to fend of my strain but I think by then the battle was over (my DNA being the obvious victor) and his fever was relenting. I explained that one of my friends was coming over and a little after nine I let him in. Nathan was in his late 30s, about 6' and slim. He was dressed in a black hoodie and baggy Nike seat pants. "Hey man, you found us ok?" "Yep, sure, some old lady downstairs looked at me like I was about to rob her but I found it ok" This was great news for me. "Sorry about her, your typical old white lady" "Yeh. What's the deal with this bottom?" "I found him the other day, naive, neg, cute but kinda skinny. I fucked him a few times but he's desperate for a black guy. He loves been treated mean." "Neg. Cool. He know I'm poz?" "Nah. He's a bit simple. Thinks you might get him pregnant." "Lol. Dumb fucker. You watching?" I'd seen Nathan in action before. He has the only genuine 12''+ cock I've seen. No thicker than my own (especially not at the head) but noticeably longer. "Yeh. That ok?" "Sure, lead the way". I took him through to Jake's room where he was dozing on the bed. Nathan shucked off his trainers, hoodie, wife-beater and sweat pants to reveal a soft 8'' of uncut black meat. No ink or piercings on his smooth body but he had a nice natural aroma that told you he was definitely a top (in case you missed the horse cock between his legs). And that horse cock was currently being used to slap Jake around the face as Nathan dragged him to edge of the bed, priming him for a face fuck. The kid was barely awake before he was balls deep in his throat. he held there for a few seconds before thrusting quickly in and out. I was able to see that his cock was swelling a little on each outward stroke but as he was pretty thick to start with the surest way to see that he was getting fully hard was to watch the cock outline in Jake's throat. My weeks of use had clearly stretched him out and he was able to take Nathan for a time, right up until the black man's length surpassed my previous maximum depth. Nathan grunted in pleasure as Jake resisted his cock head and the kid whimpered in pain. I couldn't resist putting my palm round the kid's throat to feel the invader within, which caused Nathan to grunt even more and me to increase the pressure. "mmmm...squeeze it for me...you feel my cock in there?" "hell yeah...I feel you...squeeze you harder?" "yeh, go for it, feels great" I clenched my palm a little more, Jake's hands flailing at my arm and Nathan growled in pleasure. After a while, Jake's flailing grew weaker and pretty soon his arms dropped. I squeezed a little harder and I swear I could feel the veiny ridges of the big man's cock but I could also sense that Jake was on the point of collapse. Urged on by Nathan, I'm pretty sure I could have throttled the little runt with one hand had it not been for both our desires to see what fun he could have inside the kids guts....

Written by my Big Brother Cub, but I have permission to share: Aaron held Darren’s hand passionately while his lover’s other hand supported his stride with the cane. They had been together for 4 years, madly in love and intimate, yet with the difference in age comes the variance in drive which is why they were where they were. They walked down a dim warehouse towards some suspended lights. They didn’t have to get too much closer to identify the figures grazing, humping, and fucking each other in the dimly lit spot. Darren looked down at his boy, a bit nervous but he cared so much for Aaron that he was willing to change what was more than capable for him; and he also had some pumping anxiety for excitement...he was a bit eager himself for what was about to happen. As they continued to walk down the path through the warehouse, they saw an assortment of equipment, tools, techniques. This was the Wonder Warehouse, a place where sexual fantasies were explored to the absolute extent of what was possible in this world; and in this case something out of this world. Darren’s cane dragged across the concrete, eyeing the stations before his eyes met the gaze of an elder man, possibly older than him but by far more tone. He had a long silver beard going down to his waste and he grinned. “Welcome Darren, I see you brought your boy.” The gentleman reached out and took the hand Darren used for the cane. “Yes, well, he’s the one who originally convinced me and showed me what was possible. And I wanted to go ahead and give it a try.” The older gent’s grin went away and turned serious. “Darren, I hate to turn so sincere but you do realize there is no try. Anything you experience today will fully develop and become you. Your pleasures will need to be fulfilled to their alterations no matter how unique they become. Do you understand that your commitment to this is fully needed and conceded for us to do what we need to do to make this happen?” Darren suddenly froze, feeling his chest drop as he looked at Aaron. Aaron of course looked back, biting his lip a little but clearly eager for him to continue on. Darren grinned, sheepishly then nervously before addressing the gentleman. “For better or for worse, I’m doing this for my boy.” The gentleman looked at Aaron before a malicious grin escaped through the thick beard. “Very well Darren, let’s get started. However you do realize your payment for this is….well it’s a unique arrangement right? “ “How so-” Darren started before he suddenly felt Aaron’s hand slip away. He turned, seeing Aaron muzzled and being tied down to a bench as he struggled. “What the-” Darren turned to interject but instead felt cuffs slip onto each wrist and he was dragged away, watching as his own boy was being subjected to their restraints and….they were doing something to him. Aaron’s heart pounded, this wasn’t part of the plan he thought. Yes, they got a discounted rate but the handwriting had faded away in the wash. What the fuck had he gotten him and his lover into- Aaron winced and shrieked as he felt a sharp piercing into his arm. He snapped his head towards the source and he went wide eyed as he saw an IV line being injected into him by a leather pup in a lab coat. “What are you doin?'' - Aaron tried to exclaim through the gag but to no avail. Darren was struggling, but the many years had broken down his body too fragile so he slid across the ground as he was dragged off. They hoisted him up, something similar to a curved St. Anthony’s cross before the gentleman calmly petted Darren’s face. “You do not need to worry….soon you’ll be just like me. Initially scared and nervous but realizing the potential it has to fulfil your desires and lusts along with your boys fully worth what you lose: self control.” “What the fuck are-” Darren started before he too felt a pressure in his arm where they were drawing an IV line. “What the hell is this?!” Darren shrieked as he started to feel the coolness of the liquid pump through him, but then it fused with his veins and a tingling started before warmth and then burning as it traveled through his elder broken body. “It’s best not to fight it Darren.” The gentleman said as he started to inject syringes into the IV line, color coded and precise. “Each variation has a different side effect and well….the result of this will like whatever those variations are tuned to.” He grinned as he fully pressed in the substance. Darren grunted, the sensations tingling….burning….reaching deeper into the core of his body before he gasped. The sensations had settled and seemed to “take hold” of his systems as they rapidly fused with each other and spread throughout the rest of the body. It was a unique and strangely blissful sensation as it spread and changed, little things at first that were invisible like skin and blood vessels. But as it went more south Darren looked down. He could see his gut, getting hairier through the shirt that had been cut open as sensors were attached. It was like a seeping magma flesh as it reached deeper past the belly button before settling on the groin. Darren couldn’t help it, he grinned, letting the sensations engorge his member and surrender it’s changes to the feelings and responses that would bring him pure bliss and joy. He could feel the shaft start to ridge up, creating indents and bumps but still smooth. The amount of nerves providing feedback of intensity to what they touched, and the vibrations of reaction were amplifying and quadrupling. Darren drooled, feeling even his saliva transform into something much less than human he had walked in as. He was past the point of starting to like it. He was fully embracing this change they were doing to him. “What the fuck-” Aaron gasped through the muzzle as he felt an attendee lube up his hole. But that wasn’t the main concern, he was watching his lover change, contort, with strange and malicious looks of joy and lust on his face as the sensations rapidly increased in rate to his body. The attendees around him started to cut the remaining clothes, take off the shoes he had come in with and Aaron gasped. His lover’s body had completely evolved into something of a toned, yet muscled gut body of the best daddy figure he could imagine. Aaron himself started to drool as his gaze found the shaft he had grown to care and love so much wherever it touched his body and saw that it now pulsed. Not normally, but like a heartbeat. It had swelled past the 6 inches it was originally to a double digit 11, the shaft curved out to meet his groin in a strangely unique yet alien style. His fur completely engulfed the pubic region and spread in it’s own focus down his legs. Aaron’s eyes looked up into his lovers and he felt the slightest sensation of fear; Darren’s eyes glowed, staring back with a passionate hunger as if Aaron was a tender lunch item. Aaron tried to flinch but he was too restrained as Darren shook and tried to break free. The shaft between his legs pulsed faster and faster, swelling slowly inch by inch and rounding in girth. Then it started to shift back and forth as if a syrupy warm liquid toned it and gave it motion subtly. Darren identified his mate, his mate needed to be bred. Why must he be restrained? Darren roared like a daddy beast because he couldn’t help it. His new body had to mate, it had to feel his boy’s tender ass and be subjected to the new sensations his new shaft and balls could deliver. While the cross wasn’t budging, it did fall forward, bending Darren over as if he was leaning over a kitchen counter. Darren tried to look back and saw a figure like him, similar but yet very unique body characteristics approaching nude, his own shaft pulsing like a rippling cylindrical meat cone of joy. He was a little concerned at first until his body seemed to ping his ass. The saggy elderly ass had stretched down, towned, and flexed into a well aged butt. He growled in cheek, his ass instinctively flexing out and in, beckoning the dick that was coming towards him. The gentleman leaned down. “Darren, luckily you seem to be eager but there is one thing I need to mention in this process.” Darren panted, trying to thrust his ass back, almost prompting the cross to jump back closer to the top approaching. “Don’t care, please I need to breed, be bred. I need to feel another man’s touch fuse with mine to bring joy. I can’t help-” “Oh don’t worry Darren, you will be feeling relief temporarily soon enough.” He nodded, and the top almost seemed to pronounce on Darren. There was no lube, but a syrupy andcreamy substance seemed to form and release on the penis, coating Darren’s holes as it fully slid in; no patience or slow gradual entry but a full slam in. Darren screamed out in pleasure as he focused on his ass to squeeze and never let that strange and yet wonderful dick go from his ass. “Fuck I need this forever, please breed me now!” The man didn’t need further invitation before grinning and thrusting, almost like a dance and yet fierce. “But Mr. Goodwin, I really must advise of this part. You see, this gentleman along with all of us has a unique viral strain to keep these sensations permanent and changes in check. You will never return to ‘normal’ and this will always be a driving force constantly” Darren felt a slight ping of panic but the pleasure of that shaft squeezing out his hole was too much to ignore what he had just heard. His prostate had split and yet swelled, both sides ofhis ass feeling pleasure as the shaft slid in, plunging the alien cum deeper into him. “This is still worth it-” Darren panted as he thrusted back. “You see if he stops now, you will turn back and go through withdrawal for a week….but if he breeds you fully, our genetically engineered virus strain actually freezes the transformations made to your new body, but also potentially amplifies them. You’ll also be spreading this to your boy so that the drugs we infused him with sync and match to your genetic preferences as well. ‘Pairing’ you two with your own unique strain. Darren looked up and then down at his chest and what he could see in front of the male panting and sweating on him as he was pre-jizzing alien loads into him. He then looked up at Aaron, his boy staring back with concern and fear. “I never want to lose this.” The gentleman grinned maliciously at Aaron “I said the exact same thing in your position. In fact…”he completely shredded his clothing and stood naked before Darren, his shaft flopping up here the tip was a bit flared out like a horse normally would be with metallic piercings to give it a bold shape. “I think I want to visit as close as I can to your perspective.” It was then that the man mounting Darren called out. Darren growled, bracing himself as the penis of the man fully swelled inside him, contorting, almost like….a seizure as it came and jizzed in him like a torrent. Darren continued to hiss, pant, and groan as he felt the warm seed flood him, not even falling back but traveling up through him. Finding the deepest crevices in his bowels and sticking to them like they belong and mending inside him. Darrens’ glowing eyes opened and he bore slightly fanged teeth through his beard that had grown more ferocious and viral. His ass then also started to shake and convulse. “What the-” Darren started to ask as he felt his butt cheeks reverberate, almost as if it was being triggered by the semen inside him. He almost purred and growled, his ass flexing and contorting before it got too much. Darren called out “Oh god-” he could feel his ass erupt in sensations: tightness, sensitivity, vibrations, warmth, tingles and vibes that made him shudder and scream out “Oh god yes, more! Fuck this is going to be my life forever and ever.” Darren’s ass contorted, seemingly sucking in the shaft and the man grinned as he felt his already swollen shaft get pulled further in. He barely braced as his legs met with the back of Darren’s and the man shuddered and called out, in complete unison with Darren as they both came and orgasmed a second time; as one being in complete bliss and pleasure. But of course Darren’s cum didn’t escape out front, it was inside him, fusing in through the tops’ urethra. “Fuck you just gotta love squiring virgins their first time” The man said as he tugged and withdrew his meat, flaring out from the stress of the fuck as he let the genteman with the long beard take position. The gentleman leaned down, grazing Darren’s body with his fingertips which triggered sensations and feelings no man could have possibly felt before as Darren shuddered, barely withstanding the senses and yet desperate for more. “I’d share this with you but it’s one of my own unique abilities that only I possess. I would love to see you use it on your boy just to seehim squirm to your demise.” Darren looked up, Aaron completely dumbfounded as he started at his lover getting mounted by a hot silver daddy bear. The older men grinned and looked at each other before meeting Aaron’s gaze and proceeding with their mating. The top climbed onto the furniture, fully getting into the deepest angle possible before plunging into Darren’s wet hole and ass. Darren’s face gave an infectious beaming look at Aaron as he felt the inches slide deep inside him and contort to a beautiful shape and design within him. Each pulse of the shaft and thrust would find a new area and ping it, creating new sensations that made Darren’s shaft ooze with precum, a homogeneous mixture of his own and the previous males. Strangely shining as it splattered the floor. “Aaron, you’re going to feel so amazing around my dick. They’re lucky they have me restrained because I’d fight them all off so you could feel your daddy’s meat.” Darren touted his son. Aaron gulped, completely intimidated and yet driven to stare back at Darren as if he had witnessed the vicious and abhorrent birth of a god; a sexual god of lust, power, and beauty. Aaron’s own shaft had been leaking his own boy cum for a while, leaving a puddle on the floor which some assistant would scrape up and bathe Aaron with, his bodily scent somehow amplifying in the space. And it found it’s intended prey, the scent being bait for Darren as he smelled Aaron, his own mate’s smell and he suddenly turned primal; snarling and straining against the cuffs even though his body was vibrating with bliss with the huge dick in his ass. “I know Darren, the primal drive. It’s now fused with your conscious; always there and always going to probably win in any logical choice you make. Because it needs to feed on bliss it generates, the lust that collects within your body and fuses with others. You may think it’s a curse right now, but it is giving your boy such an interesting look of fear and lust. You couldn’t argue with that. Aaron was shaking, his heart pounding, a mixture of wanting to escape, but also wanting to go over and kiss Darren before licking and worshiping his body. But all of a sudden his focus changed as tubes were attached to his gag and a white mist started to form and breathe in. Aaron panicked and shrieked, the gas forcing its way in leaving a sweet textured scent through his respiratory track and leaving long vibrations and buzzes which traveled to his brain. Aaron gasped, which only accelerated the effect as he closed his eyes and tried to figure out what was happening. An elder assistant leaned down, “I know boy, it’s weird at first but you’re gonna love it. It’s the best way you’re going to handle your partner raping you for the first time and yet not passing out.” Aaron seemed to be getting more focused, able to notice details and starting to feel a bit more hyper. He tried to bellow out “What is-” but all that came out was a low boy moan. The elderly assistant petted Aaron before kissing and licking his ears. “That should help you buddy.. In this case it’ll help….because otherwise you’d probably just be ravaged to death by your partner getting raped until you stood there in a blissful dead state.” The man chuckled. Aaron was wide eyed, he was focused, and now he thought “Maybe I can now do something” But he was gazing around for only 3 seconds before his gaze went back to Darren. The gentleman was picking up his stride and panting hard. Darren seemed to be gaining the sense of some interior muscles as he had the smirk of a mischievous cat in pleasure as the gentleman felt his own shaft tug back with every pull out. “I normally don’t get to enjoy the clients but you two were just so god damn adorable I couldn’t resist. It’s one thing to watch the shock and horror turn and evolve into sensations you’ll crave from here on out. But most importantly, it’s the sudden change to a loving blissful lusting state that makes it worth it.” Darren had difficulty understanding as his whole body felt good, in waves, pings, and pleasures that were impossible to predict as he felt the dick in his ass swell to even larger proportions than the man before him. “Oh god yes, fill me with that toxic seed. I never want to let go of this body ever again. I will die in pleasure and bliss in this body fucking my boy till day’s end.” The gentleman emitted a booming laugh before gasping and moaning and a mighty roar erupted from his lips as he fully dug his shaft deep into Darren, the seed flowing through once more deep into the recently transformed daddy bear, like a sweet pleasurable magma finding the places poorly neglected to feel better. Darren shuddered, feeling the secondary sensation coming to life as his ass recognized and instinctively paired with the gestures. Darren’s ass flexed and strained, further pulling in the gentleman’s dick as deep as it could and drawing the individual as closely as possible until both came again in a unified and beautiful mating gesture. As the pair heavily breathed,, Darren suddenly felt more pricks and stings which transmitted afterwards as blissful feelings of a painful lust. He chuckled “Damn is there anything that doesn’t feel good?” “Well, actually this next part is going to….well not hurt but feel incredibly weird Darren” the gentleman said as he connected the IV lines to a machine that they had placed around Darren’s body. As they worked another male got on top of Darren and started to mount and breed him. “Fuck yeah, we gotta get your seed toxic so you never lose this body of pure pleasure and bliss don’t ya” the broad man shuddered, covered in tattoo’s that seemed to merge with his skin. “Absolutely, I want a good viral load so that I can do the same to my own son watching my magnificent transformation.” Darren prowled as he stared in hunger at Aaron. Aaron’s heart pumped, his shaft swelling and pre dripping almost instantly.. Darren chuckled and roared in faithful laughter as he grinned and beamed. “You just know he loves that idea.” Aaron couldn’t help it, the scene of his partner being tied down, pumped full of biomedical drugs and DNA to create a perfect sex generating beat of a man with extraordinary selfish and personal feelings of bliss, and to top it all off in order to keep this abnormal creation as yourself you have to be a chaser of a rare viral strain. And as he assumed….it would be infecting himself from his own partner and lover. Within seconds Aaron was panting, inhaling even more gas which took his head to another level of high as he screamed in the mask and ejaculated hard; his human sperm rocketing out and instead of splattering on the ground were caught with a long flexible tongue. Aaron was panting, trying to regain his composure but the gag kept pumping the incredible drug into him which was making everything feel like sweet bliss and cotton candy for your dick. He eventually focused his eyesight and his eyes snapped open wide. The long flexible tongue that had caught his load was emitting from Darren’s mouth, almost primal like a lions and yet like a dragon’s at the same time. He grinned as he retracted his tongue and tasted all of Aaron’s cum. He licked and swallowed, salivating. “Not bad boy, but that’s gonna be the last human regular cum you’re ever gonna squirt out of my boy’s dick. As soon as I can-” All of a sudden….the cuffs released, the curved St. Anthony's cross folded apart and Darren landed on his hands and knees, not confined in any way except for IV lines connected to switches that were wrapped around his limbs and body. He grinned, almost demonically but more like primal hunting as he charged at Aaron. Aaron felt like he should have still tried to run, the partner and lover he had come with was no more; he was a behemoth, toned, sexy beast that was charging at him with a passion and lust that could possibly kill him. And yet...Aaron grinned as he knew he was ready. Darren wasted no time, grabbing onto Aaron’s shoulders while he hoped over and mounted his boy’s ass; Aaron screamed and grunted as the huge flexible pulsing dick seeped all in at once into him fully stretching it. “Yeah that’s it Aaron, feel your daddy’s new dick. You better start memorizing how it likes to make its way home inside you. You’re going to love this.” Aaron shuddered and panted, the drugs pounding his brain and cross firing with the sensations that were on a heavenly level of lust. Darren’s dick was swelling and weirdly diverging, feeling like roots or growths were emerging out and connecting deep inside Aaron; originally hurting like a stab but eventually those piercing sensations turned into a sweet joyful bliss and veered into something so good and numbing. “Oh god-” Aaron roared through the mask, never feeling anything like this weird sensation of being invaded, mounted, and raped. “Yes boy, I am your god and you will bow before my rod and accept it as it is. However…”Darren grinned as he leaned forward and licked Aaron with his long beastly tongue. The saliva dripped and started to numb Aaron’s skin; causing his boy to shudder as the saliva fused and melted; creating a warm cinnamon like feeling and Aaron rolled his eyes up almost passing out with too much pumping into him.” Darren laughed in pure godlike humor and joy as he continued. “However, my rod does not accept you anymore as you are. You shall be changed to serve as it’s sheathe.” Darren started to thrust deep into Aaron, the connections somehow flexing and moving on their own inside the boy. As they pumped into him Darren’s substance, his essence, his complementary genetic code was corrupting Aaron with every pump of his dick and every pulse of both men. Aaron was shaking violently, the sensations evolving too much for a mere young human as he was. “Hey boy-” Aaron heard, and his focus snapped into Darren. Even though he looked different, acted different, and seemed to be much more rough on his boy, he looked with tender gestures at his son and Aaron teared up. “Don’t worry my sweet Aaron, it’s quite a ride and well worth it; you don’t want to miss any bit of it and be my mate in a whole new way.” With that Darren’s tongue emerged and licked Aaron’s tears away….before slithering down under the gag, getting a taste of the drugs before filling Aaron’s mouth. It was strange but Aaron fell into a passionate tongue kiss with Darren, being mounted on his stomach, fully tied down and at the mercy of his mate. The tongue didn’t stop though, it kept burrowing and sliding deeper. At first Aaron gagged but the saliva emitting seemed to calm the muscles and reprogram them to adjust. Aaron’s throat stretched; no gag reflex anymore as the tongue coiled and reshaped the boy. Aaron shuddered, the sensation unreal before Darren’s tongue withdrew. “You taste good boy, and now you shouldn’t have any difficulty swallowing my dick or any other.” Darren growled as he continued to thrust into Aaron, the precum filling his hole the point where it was dripping out and flowing down his butt cheeks and legs; changing the human DNA as it traveled. Aaron was finally at that point in transition, no longer concerned, uncertain, but dedicated to this process with his lover now deep inside him in ways no other could possibly get to. Assistants at this time finally started connecting the IV lines to the switches between the two, merging the blood lines. Aaron was in a weird state of attentiveness and didn’t realize what was going on. That was until the gentleman, fully nude before Aaron reached down and petted his scruffy beard. “This is one of the final stages to be fully matched to your partner. As you can see, he is the alpha, primary top to breed your hole. Your body will adjust to complete all sensations possible for your partner.” Aaron grinned with pride before saying through the gag pumping methamphetamine into him “Thank you”. The gentleman was having none of that. He ripped the mask off, letting a little bit of clear air before his tongue engorged Aaron’s mouth in a deep kiss. Darren fucked happily with vigor, pounding Aaron’s hole as his nervous system was recognizing the finishing touches. His body was synced with Aaron’s: each sensation completing, complimenting and properly reflecting each other like something beautiful with sexual and sensory anatomy. It nearly put him over the edge, close to finally cumming and breeding a proper hole tonight: his rightful hole that he now owned beyond how anyone else could. He quivered, his balls swelling and wanting to explode inside his boy but they weren’t quite there yet. Darren actually whimpered, loving this and rubbing his head and tongue around Aaron passionately as his body matched and corresponded with every feeling in his boy. Their blood fusing before pumping into one another, Aaron’s blood becoming less human as it was corrupted by Darren’s essence of what kept his masculine body running. The gentleman stopped kissing Aaron before shoving his dick into his mouth. “We’re almost there you two, just have to time this right.” The shaft plunged deep into Aaron’s face, testing the gag reflex eliminated earlier and finding bumps and massaging surfaces which made the gentleman shudder and yank on his beard to amplify them. He was closely watching the two, closer getting in sync, trying his best to hold off and even having to slow down in Aaron’s throat until he saw the glowing in both Aaron’s eyes and Darren’s eyes erupt into a magnificent blast. “Another pair successfully corrupted to each other’s lustful tendencies!” The gentleman roared as he erupted along with Darren into Aaron. It was so much, the most masculine, alien cum filling both holes of Aaron and flooding every internal crevice to fully baptize his new body inside and out to be completely modified for Darren’s pleasure. His own pleasure corresponded with his partner’s, fully synced and matched to make the best possible feeling both could muster as they orgasmed and merged deep into a unified state. Aaron shook violently, the cum overwhelming him, corrupting every blood vessel in his body with the virus that would forever curse him to maintain this form. He roared around the gentleman’s dick as his body seized Darren’s dick inside him, deep within him nearly to Aaron’s heart where in a way they touched, kissed and Darren nearly whited out as he called out again into an eternal bliss of pleasure and passion. The 3 panted, heavily as the mating procedure was done. Aaron and Darren were barely human anymore, two beings that were completely rebuilt for each other’s sensational pleasure. They muzzled as they embraced each other in this position. Before they hissed and felt a searing pain on their lower backs. The gentleman had place metallic, glowing and flashing biohazard tramp stamps on both of them. He grinned “Those all wireless connect to every other….”toxically sensational being” on the planet. You will always hunger for the sexual appetite you witnessed today. So this way you can easily seek out someone just as horny and corrupted as you….unless you want to see how long a normal human can last before they temporarily feel some of the side effects. The two separated, Aaron looking over and seeing in a mirror a yellow biohazard tramp stamp glowing and pulsing before it got a bit brighter. It took him a moment to realize what was happening before another male had appeared beside him in the mirror, grinning. Aaron smiled, before bending over on all fours while his daddy watched him getting mounted. They had to keep pozzing to maintain these heavenly pleasurable bodies after all.

It would be nice to start all of this to say I had no idea when I entered the Bathhouse what Bug chasing and Neg/Poz sex was about. That would make all of this look innocent.That I had no idea what might happen and that I was forced into this against my will, almost. That would be a total lie though. Do you notice how many stories and porn stories with pozzing as it’s main subject , always have a guy slightly unwilling, naive or duped into becoming a poz slut? That was not me . I was no victim. I wanted that poz cum in me when I went into the bathhouse. I selected that bathhouse because the reviews had mentioned lots of shady men and bareback sex. More than one review mentioned guys with veins popping out and breeding going on. It was a magnet to me. The moment I saw a comment, that some guy had got pozzed there, I knew I had to go. Like a moth to the fucking flame, I was at the door of the bathhouse to get fucked poz This night I walked into the small bathhouse with purpose. I had seen an ad , an ad for a guy to be pozzed and like the voyeur and slut I was, I had to see, I had to go .I barely noticed the guy who smiled as I gave him my money , when I walked in. I asked where the Steamroom was , he replied . I walked to the lockers and I quickly undressed and wrapped a towel around me. The Steamroom was downstairs. I ignored everything else and tried to find it That is where the young guy in the Bareback Ad online had said he would be. He wanted to be Poz. The ad had 14 replies. At least 5 fully poz guys with no medication answered. The bottom was 19 and you could tell many guys would go just because he was young. I went because I knew one of the guys going. He wasn’t poz and he had fucked me before, but he was hot and so the young guy had readily accepted the request and told him when and where it was happening . The same bathhouse , with the same reputation and here I was outside the Steamroom. I put my towel on the hook outside the room. There were only about 4 other towels on hooks. I walked in. The first thing I noticed was not being able to see .It took a moment for my eyes to adjust and even then all I could see was shadows . What was surprising or really not ,was how few shadows there were and how none of the shadows seemed to be engaged in anything resembling sex. Before I could sit down on a bench, I saw a shadow lurch towards me. It was my fuckbud . In an angry whisper he said to me “ I knew it was you. That fucking stuck up slut never came. He bailed. They nearly always do. “ with that he walked out. Silence, darkness and heat and what was I clutching, oh yeah the poppers. I sat down. Part of me knew he wouldn’t turn up. It was all too much of a fantasy and what was I hoping anyway? To watch him be pozzed . Why never me ? I was thinking of all of this when I noticed a sudden movement near me. One of the shadows started moving towards another shadow and started speaking. “Well fuck it , if I am not going to gift someone I am going to the pub.” The guy he was talking to laughed. “ These fucking flakes, you know it is all just bullshit” then it happened. I don’t know if it was poppers or fear or darkness or that I was desperate ,but I heard myself speak. It was so lacking in confidence , but it was me, there was no doubt. “I am Neg. I would love to be charged Poz.” There was silence. I had no idea how many people were in the Steamroom. Including me , maybe 5? Silence . Nothing. Then one of the voices spoke. “You want my Poz seed?” “Fuck yeah “ I replied. Out of darkness I felt a hand. It lightly brushed my cock, then I felt myself being lifted up as the hand went under my balls and started to search my ass. “Fuck yeah ,Poz him “ someone said out of the darkness. I was both terrified and exhilarated. Out of the steam the shape of a fat cock came into view and my mouth opened as the hand beneath my balls started to lift me up, still searching my ass. I knew i was about to be lost . I grabbed the poppers and held it against my nose and sniffed hard. At that moment someone grabbed me and took the poppers out of my hand and while I tried to get them back started to turn me around towards the wall. I could hear myself breathing , talking to myself “ Fuck what are you doing ? “ I said to myself . “Don’t stop relax you want this ,”the other part of me said. Then my voice came out again “Poz my Neg ass” There were groans . I could hear people jerking off and then suddenly I saw a small man with a crix belly . He had a big fat cock. He had veins out everywhere that I could see. He had the “look”. Now it was my turn to groan. He came close to my ear and loudly whispered “ I was going to ask if you were sure” He said , “ but we both know you are.. slut “ He disappeared behind . I felt someone spread my legs . I couldn’t tell who. Suddenly as out of nowhere I felt my bottle of poppers against my nose. I sniffed it in hard, as it was taken away again .I relaxed and lent back, but started to feel a dick start to probe my ass. I panicked. Had I even lube up there?. But then I could feel the cold distinct feeling of lube being rubbed in my ass. Just as I felt this I felt a guy’s cock behind push into me hard. I groaned hard. I almost panted. I could hear groans around the room and the loud sounds of wanking. I was terrified and in heat. I hoped and feared it was the crix guy behind me,but both of us were panting and the pain and the pleasure kept up . My moaning was becoming loud, like some bitch in heat I was. Someone opened the Steamroom door and closed it. The heat started become hard to bear. Still I was bent towards the wall. The shadows seemed closer, the groans and the jerking. Someone groaned loudly and came on the floor. This made everyone louder. I was lost. “Make me pregnant” I yelled. “Charge me “ The door kept opening and closing . There was a loud groan and suddenly stillness behind me. “ You got my babies mate” and he laughed. At that there was a loud groan of “Fuck yeah” . I thought it was from some other guy, but it was me. A dick left, another one replaced it . I was being converted.i loved it The guy with Crix came up beside me again. “Tonight your going to be fucked up. “Please fuck me “i yelled . “ I already made you pregnant mate. The guy fucking you now is the guy who let you in and he has never taken meds. You will be truly fucked up by the end of this.” I don’t know how long I was there. I don’t know how many loads I had. Eventually I ended up at the showers. Everyone I passed smiled. Others would smile and pat me on the butt. I was humiliated. I was in heat . I could still feel cum inside me. It was still going down my leg .I went upstairs and dressed. As I went to the front door dressed ,the guy who let me in smiled. “Do you need a water. You must be dehydrated .”He handed me a bottle. I offered to pay . “ Are you kidding , after the floor show you put on tonight. Everyone should be buying you drinks” . I looked him over. He didn’t have the look . He smiled and almost blushed. “ Hey bud don’t worry I have it and you have well and truly been infected” . It was my turn to blush. “ I um.. “ I managed to stammer. The guy had a broad smile on him. “ I may not be obvious, but you are. As soon as you walked in I thought yep he wants the bug. When your friend left he was pissed because the 19 year old wasn’t there. He told me that at least you would be pozzed tonight. I mean that is how it always happens”. I was abit confused. He looked me in the eye and said “ There is no 19 year old begging to be pozzed that has an ad out to meet at this place. I place it, every couple of weeks , a different one. Sometimes they are 25, sometimes 30. Always hot. Always desperate to be pozzed.” “But why ?“ I stammered out “ Because it drums up business. People always come. The Tuesday night used to be dead. Now we have people crawling all over the place. The 19 year old may not be here, but someone always leaves converted. Someone always leaves with the Gift. Tonight that guy is you.” My legs felt weak, but I could feel my dick get stiff. “ In a couple of weeks hopefully you will take “ he said. “ The next time I put out an ad for a hot 27 year old you can be there and help convert a newbie . Someone like you . But if you don’t convert you can be that newbie. Can I sign you up for a membership for this bathhouse?” “Sold” I yelled too quickly. “ I want to be a member “. He smiled “ This week you are the newest member”

This storm is getting a lot worse as I ride my bicycle faster on this quiet road. I now think it was a mistake to help these people so far out of town today as I heard a big storm is coming. In the distance, I hear a vehicle coming, so I get as far right as I can on this narrow road. I think they hit me as I lose control of the bike and go down this embankment and crash. A little about myself self I'm 18 5ft 9 140 LBS. Just finished high school, at school, I was on the swim team, so I was hairless and in the fall will be going to the same faith-based Ministry school as my Father and Mother graduated. Next week we all are going away to South America with my 16-year-old brother for 3 months to help people in the backcountry. When I wake up from the crash, I'm on a bench tied down, and these men in long robes around me are chanting HAIL SATIN, and my mind goes racing that I had died from the crash and I'm in hell. I have never done anything wrong as I never jerk off after my mother caught me and told me never to do it again. Sex is only between a man & a woman to have children only, not for pleasure. One of these men kneels and says drink some of Satin juice as it will make it easier on you in excepting Satin's gift. I refuse, so he holds my nose, and I drink it tastes very bitter, but I was very thirsty. I feel someone spreading my ass cheeks then says SATIN will be very happy with this virgin as he is fingering the outside of my hole then starts to stick his finger, and I scream that it hurts they all yell HAIL SATIN. Another one comes over, and ties off my right arm with a rope looks into my eyes then says its a big honor to give you this slam as you enter your new life of the Brotherhood of SATIN. As the needle empties into my arm and the rope comes off, I thought they killed me as I'm coughing uncontrollably as they all yell HAIL SATIN as their robes come off. I see they are all naked with this big metal ring on the head of their dick and the look of a hungry tiger on their face. The one who's finger is in my ass now puts something else in and whisper into my ear in a few minutes this will burn but will make you so hungry for more and more. With their white robes on the floor a man comes in a bright red robe and ask what do you have for me, one says a fresh virgin who will soon become a member of the brotherhood. He keeps his maks on as he drops his robe and has an enormous size dick with a metal ring. He comes behind me and buries his face into my ass cheeks and uses his saliva and tongue, and it feels good. He then stands up, and I can sense the metal ring on my hole as he says we before you welcome a new member into the Brotherhood of Satin and then the most painful thing that ever happened to me so far in my life as I let out the most bloodcurdling scream as the all yell HAIL. SATIN. For the next 20 minutes, his dick is going in and out of my ass as fast as he can. Then for the first time I can feel his dick grow inside me as he grunts with the sweat running down from his body, he pauses then slaps me hard on my ass then his dick falls out from my sore hole then comes around in front and puts his dick by my lips and tells me to suck it and clean it. I see blood-red cum on his dick, so I open my mouth and taste my own blood with his toxic cum. The other members of this brotherhood now take their turn depositing their seed of SATIN into me, but the pain is getting less and less the more they fuck me, the more they fuck me, and the taste of the cum varies from man to man. I don't know how long I was there, but I was never allowed to sleep from the drugs they gave me and by the end, I did not see any blood on their dicks, and I was starting to enjoy it as for the first time I was cumming my self, and that feeling is what I want more of this. When I do wake up, I'm next to my bicycle in this ditch, and the firemen ars say be careful as they lay me on the backboard as they carry me up the slope. One tells me they have been looking for me for four days, and you are lucky to be alive. When we get to the hospital, my parents and my brother are waiting after the cat scan and other tests they the Doctor says I have a severe concussion and should be kept in the dark rooms and no traveling. My parents say they are leaving for a once in a lifetime trip the Doctor tells my parents to go on the trip as he can look after me as he is new in town and wants to get to know the community better. As my parents leave on their three-month journey, I will be home recovering at home, but was that all true or a dream of now being a member Satin brotherhood?

9. The Fog of Sex James wiped the sweat off his face. He tried to focus on the clock sitting on the bed table. But, between his drugged-out state and the rough slam-fuck he was getting, he failed. It was late. Tim and Tiago had already both fucked him over, before pausing when Tim's friends Vic and Jason had come over. There had been a brief break. Vic and Jason had brought over some G, and they all made James do some more. He had felt so warm and sexy, he had let both new men cum in him, plus both Tim and Tiago had managed to cum again. After that, there was a bit more smoke and G for all the men. That was the last thing James really remembered. The room had gotten dark, except for the large screen TV, currently showing hard-core bareback porn. Even just twenty-four hours ago, James would have been shocked to find himself like this. But much to his surprise, he was enjoying himself. Whenever he had felt alone or scared, Tim has been there with him. It had made the entire night fun, like he was exploring a new country with his best friend. James was also loving getting fucked. He liked feeling a raw cock inside him. He loved feeling a man cum inside him. He was hungry for seed, and Tim kept on telling him to take more. He felt safe with Tim. He knew who was fucking him, and he wouldn't let anyone hurt him. He loved that the Prep he had taken earlier was also protecting him. It didn't matter that they were barebacking. All he had to do was remember to take one in the morning. There was another man's cock in his ass. It didn't feel like Tim or Tiago's cock, and he wasn't entirely sure if it was Vic or Jason's either. He had a vague memory of another man coming over. Maybe more. "Here boy," a luckily familiar voice said to James, sticking the glass pipe into his mouth. "You'll want this," Tim said. He was smiling, urging James on. James eagerly sucked down the thick smoke. "I knew he was a tweaker," the man fucking him muttered. James looked back. It was an older man, and not someone he recognized. James exhaled the cloud, and the stranger shook his head in disappointment. "Not a pussy cloud like that," he said. "Do a proper hit." "Come on boy," Tim said. James looked up; above him, Tiago was stroking his cock and watching Tim feed him the pipe. It was a weird experience, to have his doctor watch as he got drugged up. But it made James feel even more comfortable. Tiago wouldn't let him have too much. This time, James took his time and got a massive hit. "Hold it boy," Tim said, as he took the pipe and inhaled deeply. "Hold it," he repeated. "You want this, boy. Two more guys coming over to breed you." "Mmmm?" James grunted, carefully not exhaling any part of the cloud. "How many boy?" Tim asked. "You don't remember, boy?" James nodded, embarrassed that he had to ask. "Well, there was me. Then Tiago. Then Jason, and Vic. And then Tiago and then me again." Tim finally nodded, and James exhaled. It had been a massive cloud, and Tim smiled. "After that, there was Doug and Max and Eli," Tim continued. "And now it's Jean-Paul enjoying your hole." "Daddy, please," James asked, staring at Tim. "I need it." Tim smiled and nodded. For a near-virgin, James had lost so many inhibitions quickly. Tim almost wished he had laid out some points; it would be almost too easy to convince the drugged-out boy of the dire necessity of slamming. "Beg for it boy," Tim whispered into James's ear. "Beg for it, my slutty boy." James's head was flying from the crystal he had just smoked. He heard the instruction from Tim, from the man he wanted to call Daddy. "Please, cum in my hole," he pleaded, twisting his head back to stare at the man. "Please," James continued. The man had a thick salt-and-pepper goatee; the black and white fur covered his muscular chest and abs. "Please, cum in me." He repeated it like a mantra; it was all he could think to say. Tim put the pipe back in James's mouth. "Another hit for me, boy," he said, and held the torch under the glass blow. James waited, then inhaled deeply. He wanted to make Tim proud of him, proud that he could do so much crystal and take so much dick. He looked up. Tiago was smiling and nodding. James inhaled deeper, wanting to impress both men. "Do some more G," Tiago said. "You'd like that, boy, wouldn't you?" Tim asked him. James nodded. He still wasn't sure what G even was, but Tim had encouraged him. "Let's get you really high," Tim said. "And find another cock to breed you," Tiago continued. He had a phone in his hand already, his face lit by a yellow glow from the screen. "You guys are fun," the stranger said, slamming his cock deep into James's tender, inexperienced hole. "And you're a pleasure to breed," he said. "Right on," Tim said. "Cum in him." Tiago slowly stood up, his attention still focused on the phone's screen. "You want some?" he asked the stranger. "Sure, 1.5?" "This is going to be fun," Tiago said. Tim fed James another hit from the pipe; he made sure the boy was always tweaked out. "Feel free to use that hole how ever you want," he said. "Or as hard as you want." "I'm paying for it," he said. "Of course I'm gonna use it. And I'm gonna use it hard."

idk, but i don't believe a straight person can become gay. Culture still largely assumes that if you are male, you are straight, and conditions us accordingly from day one. Consequently, it can be challenging and confusing for some guys to realize and come to terms with their sexuality if they happen to be wired gay or bi or something other than straight. i grew up in a deeply religious culture that conditioned me to believe "gay" is broken and sinful. When i realized how i was at a pretty early age, i just believed what i had been conditioned to believe and thought i was broken and sinful and spent a good deal of my life trying to not 'sin' and get fixed. i got married, not because i didn't realize i like/need/want a guy, but because it wasn't an option from how i was conditioned. It wasn't an option to simply accept myself and learn how to live with who i am, so i 'chose' to live as straight, got married, etc.. Didn't work. It was like being in prison. Lots of striagth guys indulge in gay sex in prison, but that does not make them gay... it's just what's available. Given the opportunity, they'd choose a woman... they're straight. i don't believe being married and being able to have sex with a woman makes one straight any more than going to the zoo makes one an elephant.

I been stretching my nipples for weeks a few hours each day and now I’m seeing big results as I need bigger suckers as they grew in diameter and some in length. I want utters for nipples

I always thank the top. He gave me a gift. As a total bottom there is nothing better than to have a mans cum in you.

3. “Be there in ten,” the text was from an unknown number and I had no idea who it was. While he was messing with my phone the twink had invited someone over. Maybe it was the bear I had given my address too? The uncertainty fed my hunger. A text from different unknown number came in, “Fuck that video of you taking that twinks cock is so hot. You want another load?” So, the twink had not only told guys they could come over he had sent them a video of him fucking me. I thought for a minute and then responded yes to this unknown person. I started going through Scruff and Grindr to see who the twink had talked to. It seemed he had given my number to almost a dozen guys and sent the video of his raw cock in my hole to several others. I felt used and expose, I loved it. Steadily guys responded. Some were apparently grossed out by the idea of using a cum filled whore, others were turned on by it. Guys unlocked their pics for me, but I barely glanced at them. Anyone who said they were interested I sent my number to. The buzzer went off, and I let whoever the twink had invited over in. I considered for a moment putting some shorts on before he got to the door but decided that it was pointless. He’d already seen me taking the last guys cock raw, and knew what he was coming over for. The mystery man knocked on the door and I opened it fully nude. It was not the bear I had been talking to, in fact I had no idea who the guy was. He was in probably his mid-twenties, right around six feet tall, and very thin. He had a cute slightly stubbly face, and floppy hair. He growled and pushed his way into the apartment. “My friend Alex told me that there was a horny cum dump here and I should come breed you. Hope it’s alright I came over unannounced.” “Um, yeah, you didn’t text me?” “No,” he laughed a little nervously, “Alex just gave me the address and I live just around the corner. Is that a problem.” “No,” I said, “its just, I think your friend Alex invited some others over too, and… well… someone said they would be here in just a few minutes.” “Fuck yes,” the new guy said, “We can breed you together. I’m sure he won’t mind. Why don’t you start sucking my cock and I’ll let him in when he gets here.” “Fuck, ok! Oh, I need you to take a video while you fuck me.” “Need?” “Well this guy, my… my Sir wants to see all the cocks I take today.” I could feel my cheeks flush as I spoke. “Damn, alright pig.” He winked at me and took his t-shirt off and pulled off his shoes. He dropped his shorts and underwear together and tossed all his clothes to the side. His ass was skinny but super hairy. My cock twitched looking at it. When he turned around my jaw almost hit the floor. I had thought his friend was hung but this boy put him to shame. Thich and already starting to stand out from his dense pubes this twink was packing a fucking tall boy. He leaned back against my door and guided my head towards his cock. I didn’t need much encouragement. I opened my mouth and swallowed his quickly stiffening cock. Just as I found my rhythm, and his balls had started slapping my chin the buzzer went off again. I made to pull off of his dick but he held my head in place with one hand and buzzed the guy in with the other. I kept gagging on his dick even as I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. The guy moved up a little so that he could open the door just as the knock came. Still on my knees with a cock in my mouth, I watched as the guy opened the door and let in the stranger. This was the bear I had been expecting. “Fuck, when you sent the video of you taking that cock I didn’t expect to find you with one still in your mouth pig. You breed him, yet kid?” “Nope just got here myself. The pig told me he was expecting someone else but I decided to stay and enjoy myself.” “Hey, the more the merrier.” They laughed as the twink pushed his cock all the way down my throat. I couldn’t see what the bear was doing but I assumed taking off his clothes. Then suddenly the twink pushed me off his dick, and said “get him hard.” I turned around to see the bear naked in front of me pulling on his semi erect cock. He was stocky with a little bit of a belly and covered in hair, literally the perfect definition of a bear. His chest hair swirled up towards his beard and connected at the base of his neck in a thick tuft that somehow made me weak. I crawled over to him and started sucking on his cock, feeling it swell till it was stretching my jaw. He was impossibly thick. At the same time the twink came up behind me, and pulled me onto all fours. I felt him spit on my hole and then slide into my slick guts. I moaned around the fat cock I was sucking and relaxed into the deep fucking he was giving me. “Oh fuck, this cunt is full of cum,” the twink said as he plowed into me. Each thrust of his cock forced more of the bears fat cock into my mouth making me almost choke each time. Some part of my brain was shocked at what I was doing, but mostly I was thrilled with myself, and that shocked me even more. “I need a turn in that cunt,” said the bear, pulling his dick out of my mouth, “switch with me.” “Where’s your phone pig. I’ll record him fucking you.” “Oh, the pig likes to be recorded does he?” “His Sir say he has to get video of every cock he takes.” They were talking about me like I wasn’t even there… and I liked it. I was nothing but a toy to them. I handed the twink my phone from where it lay on the floor as the bear lined up his fat cock behind me. “Make sure you get his face as I slide in, even with all this cum my cocks going to stretch him out.” The twink nodded that he was filming, and clearly had the camera aimed straight at my face. Then I felt the wide blunt head of the bear’s cock on my hole. He had been right, even with all the raw dick I had taken and the massive amounts of cum inside me his cock still was going to stretch me. There was a long moment of him pressing his cock against my hole before I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, relaxing so that his cock slid inside of me. I felt my eyes bug out, and my mouth hung open as I bloomed open for him. The bear grunted as he pressed the full length of his cock inside me. I was sweating and moaning, but also wiggling my butt against the bears furry hips. He started to fuck me slowly and the twink stepped forward so his cock was right in front of my face again. I swallowed him, tasting cum and ass juice on his dick. He continued to record as he fucked my face and the bear railed my hole. There was nowhere for me to go, and nothing for me to do. I was just a set of holes for them to use. I loved it, I loved my new role as cum dump. I was so thankful to Sir for starting me on this path, and I couldn’t wait to see him later that night to tell him so. The bear clearly wasn’t going to last long. He seemed intent on destroying me quickly and depositing his load. He bashed against my hole, grunting and dripping sweat, till suddenly with a low growl he slammed inside and held his cock in me while he unloaded. He let out a long sigh of relief as his balls drained deep inside of me. I squeezed my hole around his cock, milking the load out of him. “Fuck boy, I hope you enjoy that too day load.” He pulled out and slapped my ass. “Clean my dick off so I can go back to work.” I let the twink’s cock fall from my mouth and spun around to clean the cum from the bear’s dick. It slowly went soft in my mouth as I licked him clean, when he was satisfied he smacked his mostly soft cock on my cheek and got dressed and left. The twink in the meantime has slammed back in my freshly bred hole and started hammering away. He twisted his fingers into my hair and pulled my head back keeping me in place as he ravaged my ass. I was screaming and groaning, begging him to breed my ass. Despite his pace he took a long time to finally build up to a nut. My knees were sore and my neck ached from being pulled back, by the time I heard him grunting and felt a shift in his pace. He finally started to buck wildly in and out of my hole as he groaned “I’m cumming, I’m breeding your cunt.” For a long moment afterwards he held his cock inside of me, his body shaking. The slowly he pulled out. “Here’s your phone pig,” he handed me my phone back. “I added my number and sent myself a text so I can get in touch when I need to dump another load.” Then he left, and I was alone, naked and leaking cum in my living room.

Since restrictions have eased a lot in Queensland, I have had a number of guys invite me over for session, when I get there, I find they multiple guys want to dump there load, from married guys etc, as I am still not working due to covid, I have been get fucked almost every day, from 1 load up 20 loads like yesterday in the backyard of this guys place, I feel very useful in getting guys off and helping them release there sexual urges, as a bottom it is my duty to be used.

faggots in denial always seem to become the dirtiest barebackinest powerbottom cumdumps. All that repressed cockwhoring results in the sluttiest fuckboys. They all come out bi until a few years later that all they do is suck cock and take loads in their ass and have to admit they are 100% faggot and 200% bottom and pozzed up cumdumps.

Saturday night the bf and i went to a friend's birthday party. He grabbed my ass and dragged me to a spare bedroom where we stripped down while making out before he put me on all 4's to fuck me. A couple guys opened the door to peek inside and ended up dropping their shorts so i could suck them. When the bf unloaded in me he invited them to breed my ass. When they were done the birthday boy walked in the now open door and quickly had his pants down and his cock inside me. By the time the party ended i had had 8 different cocks in me and 11 loads. My bf gave me another load when we got back to his place 🙂

High-tops but otherwise naked. Athletic footwear has a good look when you strut them on slippery floors and assume position to breed or be bred... or whatever other position you play. Bottom-line: kicks are my fetish for otherwise RAW, naked and completely random bareback SPORT-FUCKING!

Always completely naked. Wether its toilets, outdoors, or in private. Always naked.

some guys have cocks that swell a bit when they ejaculate.love feeling that.

The testing rate for New York (and other states all over the Northeast) is way up and yet the rate o f cases is going down so the entire idea that increased testing directly means a higher rate of cases is a fallacy. And take a look at the hospitalization numbers. These persons haven't been ill all this time waiting for a test before they go into the hospital

The Aloha Spirit of Sharing in Hawaii It’s been hot this summer in Hawaii. So humid I’m unable to sleep and being agitated. I’ve been in this bitch in heat state that I started using profile names like “cumdump” and “bbbtm in heat”. On Friday I was able to get 5 loads. 3 regulars and 2 fandoms, I also top one guy. My randoms have been great, especially since I moved to the spray version of poppers. I can feel every ridge in my hole brush up against their raw fuck tools. But the main story was at the end of the day. There’s a beach that is notorious for gay sex. The cruising boards on Squirt said a majority of the homeless where moved out during a recent sweep. I had started going there recently and this time wore an underwear with the back cut open. I used the “Bbbtm in heat” and soon was hit up by a blank profile asking where I was a he wanted to load me up. I told him I would be in an in grove nestled one bushes facing the beach facedown. I was absolute shameless with the hole in my underwear practically advertising fuck me and a small bottle of ID lube next to my feet. Sure enough I heard foot steps, the sound of a zipper, someone pulling me up and then fucking me for 3 minutes before unloading right there on the beach. Of course 1 load is not enough. I was getting frustrated and was looking for more. I went to the bathroom and saw a young husky Polynesian mix guy around 28 playing with his hard cock. I told him I’m looking to bottom. In the true aloha spirit of sharing in Hawaii, he sticks his fingers in my cunt and says, “Brah (bro) you dry, I have two big loads up my ass, I share with you.” Proceeds to lick his fingers and stick them in his ass, shows me this huge glob of thick cum between his fingers and then roughly shoved them up my hole. “I get plenty no worry, I share with you.” In the broken English we speak here. He then lines his own cock to my hole then proceeds to plow me and soon enough cums in my hole. “Now you get more cum then me.” Nonchalantly leaves the bathroom, leaving me wonder is this counted as 3 loads or is that cheating?

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

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

Note to all my stories: What I post in the fiction section is really and truly fiction, products of my diseased, perverted mind. This story had its start in a guy I saw at Club Z many years ago, long before I discovered bugchasing. He was a troll, looking at him disgusted me, skinny, wasted, missing teeth, much like the Troll in this story. As revolted as I was I couldn't help being fascinated by his cock, it was lovely. Long, hard, perfectly formed, my mouth almost watered watching him stroke it slowly as he looked me in the eye. I wanted to suck it, feel it slide up my ass, squirt me full of his obviously diseased cum. He smiled at me and I turned and fled. I never saw him again, but I still think, what if...? Infected By the AIDS Troll I swallowed when I looked at the Troll, he was obviously sick. I'd seen guys with full blown AIDS before and it had always disgusted me. Now it made my dick hard to look at him and imagine his diseased cock raping my neg ass. He was gaunt, obviously ill, with a big belly that was not from beer. His legs were spotted with a few small Kaposi's marks. He didn't look that bad, but he obviously had AIDS. Did I actually want to let this diseased, AIDS ridden troll fuck me and cum in me? My dick throbbed with the answer, I did. I'd taken never taken a load I knew was poz, had just tested neg after a long dry spell. Now was my chance to get what all my jerk off fantasies revolved around, taking a poz load. I'd finally had to admit to myself that it turned me on more because it would be a load of AIDS cum. We were at a meet and greet for poz men. The organizers put a line in the publicity for the meeting that reluctantly welcomed 'poz friendly neg men', an obvious euphemism for bugchasers like me. I'd recently admitted to myself that I was a bugchaser, what better place to find someone willing and eager to spread the bug than here? I'd thought I'd meet some hot, young, fit guy and go back to his place and get poz fucked. Now my asshole was wet and aching to feel the Troll's diseased cock raping it, tearing it up, making it bleed so his AIDs bug would surely infect me. Troll smiled, a big, shit-eating grin. sure enough, no teeth, just raw gums. I almost shot my load, he was disgusting, I knew I'd be his bitch in minutes. He'd zeroed in and approached me, his name was Tom. The place was packed, he pushed up against me, pressing his hard cock into my butt, then reached around and groped my equally hard cock. We spoke briefly, then he wandered away and circulated, but his eyes kept track of me. My descent into bugchasing started when I saw references to 'charged loads', 'gifting' and 'pozzing' on the net. Soon all my fantasies featured me taking poz loads. When I first stumbled across accounts of young guys taking loads from old, AIDS ridden trolls I'd been revolted, but my dick was always rigid and oozing. More and more I jerked off to more extreme bugging fantasies featuring disgusting AIDS ridden trolls. Why was my dick hard and oozing, about to cum in my pants when I looked at him? I tried desperately to hide it, but I wanted him to bend me over the table and give me the hardest buttfucking of my life, ramming his diseased cock in me hard enough to tear my ass bloody and give the virus that infected his cum a straight shot at my bloodstream. Tom snickered as looked me up and down, he knew what I needed. He wore loose sweat bottoms and his cock was swelling as he looked me, tenting the crotch of the sweats. I couldn't help but stare, it was obviously large, thick and long, I went weak in the knees with a need to suck it, to make it grow, make it hard, so he could violate my neg ass and infect me with his disease. The place had thinned out a bit, men were making out, a few were on their knees sucking, one pair were fucking urgently. Tom looked at me and leered, my time was near. He pushed his sweats down and his cock flopped out. I whimpered, it was beautiful, magnificent, long, thick, big helmet head, a long foreskin lapping over a huge PA. My ass ached as I thought of how much it would hurt when he shoved that AIDS dick in me, how he'd tear my ass open and create clear paths for his disease to find it's way into my bloodstream and infect me. He pulled his shirt up and pushed his sweats down, he was gaunt and wasted, full belly, obviously diseased, Kaposi's on his thighs. I swallowed and dropped my pants to my knees, then turned around, leaned against the drink rail and stuck my ass out. Seconds later I felt the wet head of Tom's cock nuzzle my needy asshole. I moaned and pushed back, he chuckled and slapped me. "Easy, boy! I'm the boss here, you're nothing but a sick bugchasing bitch. You'll get what you want, but you'll get it like I want to give it to you. Tom pumped nine inches of hard dick in and out of me. He popped the head out, then back in, fuck it felt good! A few more minutes of slow fucking and he chuckled. "You like my AIDS dick in you, don't you?" "Fuck yeah, fuck it's good, give it to me." "Oh, I will, you're gonna get what you want tonight, gonna pump a creamy load of my AIDS cum into your tight neg ass, just like you want. I'm full blown. Yeah, you're gonna get it tonight, gonna poz you tonight, gonna infect you tonight." My stomach lurched when he said that. His dick felt so good in me, I loved he had AIDS. He would infect me, I should ask him to stop, or pull out and cum on my ass, not in it. It was so good getting fucked, it was so hot having an AIDS infected cock in me. My ass felt really wet, like when a man had cum in me, had he? I couldn't, but I knew some guys could cum more than once per fuck. Had he already shot in me? My dick pulsed at the thought, I could have AIDS cum in me now! I almost shot my load, it was so hot thinking about getting AIDS cum in me, I wanted it. "You gonna cum in me, gonna fill me with AIDS cum?" "Already shot once, your neg ass is full of my AIDS cum, my AIDS babies are in you now, I just pozzed you, just infected you, you got my strain." I moaned and shot my load, it was too late, he'd cum in me. No point in asking him to stop. And it felt so good, I wanted another load of his poison cum. "Fuck that's hot, cum in me again, give me another load of AIDS cum!" "Oh, I am, I'm pozzing you tonight, just like you wanted." "Fuck yeah, poz me, give it to me, poz me, infect me with HIV! Give me your strain!" I wanted it, wanted to get pozzed, infected with HIV. I might already have been, would be if he fucked me enough. Yes, he was infecting me now. "Sure thing, bitch, gonna infect you tonight, just like you want, gonna infect you with HIV." "Yes, infect me, infect me with HIV. I want you to infect me with HIV, I want your strain!" I looked at him fucking me in the mirror, he was full blown, he had AIDS. I felt his swollen AIDS belly against me and knew he was for real. I wanted his strain. "Give me your load, I want your strain, infect me with HIV!" "Already have you sick fucking faggot, already infected you, take my AIDS cum, faggot!" He shoved in hard and moaned, I felt his cock swell and a warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated and filled my ass with his AIDS cum, giving me his strain.

Seriously. There’s been a rash of this lately on my watch - I’m hosting, and make it plain that I’m hosting Tops, not bottoms, yet here they come, what I have come to think of as the Bottom Feeders. ”I don’t fuck, but I’d sure love to come eat those loads out of you.” Yeah, buddy. I bet you would. ”You’ve got four loads already? I’m jelly. I wanna come suck them out of you so bad.” Because then you won’t be such a jelly? Riiiight... “Your pics are hot. Can I come watch you get fucked and lick out all the loads when the Tops finish?” Nnnnope. What is it with these guys? I mean, I have zero problem accommodating a Top who enjoys eating ass - it’s guaranteed to make me his bitch faster than just about anything. I’m not one of those bottoms who takes a load and resorts to using a plug to make sure it never sees the light of day again. I’m never going to get greedy or selfish about loads, because they’re never mine to start with: They’re a part of the Top that remains a part of him even as it integrates its essence into my body. What remnant may come back out has already implanted in my body the qualities he wished to send with it. The transfer of Him into me takes place in the moment of insemination, the instant when he has marked me, the point after which I must always know that he seeded me and that can never be undone. So what, then, are all these Bottom Feeders so desperate for? I know some guys enjoy the taste of cum, but why assume I would be interested in having other bottoms attach themselves to my ass like lampreys? Why aren’t they out there finding their own Tops instead of trying to scavenge what Tops leave behind out of some other guy’s anus? Now, I do realize the general difficulty of doing it to oneself, and if a guy enjoys eating ass - not one of my preferences, I must confess - then naturally he needs a partner with a cummy hole. But it just seems to me that that’s something best developed in a setting of mutual give-and-take rather than someone simply offering to come dine off your body. It feels oddly cannibalistic to me. It’s probably just another one of those things I simply don’t get about some people, and I’m quite prepared not to be judgmental about it in the least, if they’ll just quit targeting my cunt. I’m here all week. Try the fish.

LOOOOOOOVE taking loads while wearing a jockstrap.... Totally ignoring my cock and being a hole for cum.....

Of course I'm always a fan of being naked, but I LOVE LOVE LOVE getting fucked in a jock strap. Especially if it's at a party or bath house. Something so hot about wearing a jock that frames my ass up for a raw dick to slide in. If I think I'll get more than one fuck, I love to wear something kinky like that and see how much cum it'll catch as it leaks out. I also love wearing a harness, socks, and a cock ring.

Yes, I was 20, in university at Halifax, in summer. At the time, I soppose I was kinda twinky with a bit more chub and muscle, blue eyes, red hair. I had just seen a movie drinking at a bar after, was drunk, and the guy that I was interested in (long story, he was long term friend who was extremely emotionally abusive) blew me off at the bar and I had to pay his tab. I was horny and upsett so, I headed up to citadel hill, the local cruising ground. Did one circuit around the place, and saw a guy in a car he said hello, and I just got in the passenger seat. He said hi, started his car and started driving. He was probably early forties, brown hair, a dad bod, hairy, had a wedding ring on. He asked me if I was straight, and I said no, sorry, gay here. He said that was ok and asked what I was into. Me being drunk and nervous I said 'lots of things'. He asked if I liked to be fucked and I said I love to be fucked, even tho I hadn't yet. I asked him if he would fuck me. He smiled, chuckled to himself, and said 'oh yeah your getting fucked tonight'. While this was happening we were driving to the middle of nowhere, probably for 15 min. It was like 2:30am at that point, no cars on the road. I was getting nervous. He stopped at an empty carpool somewhere and told me to get in the back seat. I undressed inside, and jumped back through the middle seat. He got undressed outside and came in. I started sucking his cock like my life depended on it. It was a bit bigger than mine, probably 7 inches, cut. I sucked him for about 5 min or so then he asked me to stop, otherwise he would blow. He then Laid me across the back seat, put one leg over the passenger seat, and another over a rear headrest so he had easy access. He started rubbing his cock on my hole. I was tight, but I used some toys, so I wasn't completely closed up. He spat on my hole a lot and started to press his cock into me. At this point, I realised he wasn't wearing a condom, and I got scared and clenched, his dick was pressed out. I was embarrassed about that. I had a condom in my wallet, and thought briefly about asking him to put it on, but I was afraid he wouldn't fuck me if I did. So I decided that I would let him fuck me bare. Since it was unsafe, I was sure he would pull out to cum. Trims out I had no reason to be embarrassed, he just smiled at me, grabbed his shaft, and guided his raw dick into my ass. He fucked me for maybe 20 mins, slow and deep. He used spit and water from a water bottle as lube. I was in heaven, loved the feeling of his cock in me. He would pull out completely, then press back in, and I could feel everything. Eventually, he picked up the pace. He asked me where I wanted him to cum. Wanting to be accomadating, I told him 'anywhere you want' still thinking that he would pull out. He started fucking me harder, started grunting and shooting inside me, I felt the cum, cause we weren't using much lube. Three shots inside, his dick came out, and there was one more shot over my chest, from his dick to my nipple. I scooped up the cum on my chest and swallowed. Was still in shock that he had bred me. We cleaned up a bit and he drove me back to the crusing ground. I felt really bad about it for a long time afterwards, but since then, I've been hooked on bareback sex. Now, I think my first time is super hot, and I'm so glad I was able to provide what that top needed, even tho I didn't want to.

Sub bottom looking for advice on his first gangbang in philly. Hotels to stay at , what to do to get tops. Love hung dom tops who are aggressive and will pound me. My fantasy is to be used by 4-8 tops at once. If you’re a dom who wants to whore me out or knows other tops hit me up 😜 Make my fantasy a reality !

My wife never knew I was gay. I loved her and never came out to the family. Everyone of my friends was shocked when I came out. They had no idea that I was gay and a full fledged cum dump and always horny and POZ. Some of them could handle me being gay , but for most of them being POZ was to much.

I've been messaging on-and-off with this guy, and a few days ago he told me he'd always fantasised about seeing a guy jerk off for him - and then using the guy's cum for lube and fuck him directly afterwards! "Well," thought I... "I have a cock, I have an arse... I can help with that, right?" So a few evenings later I showed up at his apartment, got naked on his bed and started putting on a show for him while he was sitting in a chair in front of the bed. You know; wanking myself furiously while licking a finger wet and then fingering myself. He told me to get up on hands and knees and then he took over, milking me from behind while rimming my hole. He ordered me to make sure that when I came I'd catch my load in my hand and not waste a drop on the sheets of the bed - and pretty soon I did just that! Damn, it feels good to cum with a tongue in the arse... He told me to stick my hand backwards between my legs so he'd have access to my cum - and then he began fingering my load into me, little by little. When he was done with that he took my hand and folded it around his hard cock, lubing it up with the last bit of my cum left in my hand, and... Well, you know how it goes; the willing bottom slut takes a few deep hits of poppers, the top begins pushing his hard cock head against the hole and at some point it says "pop" - at least mentally - and the cock enters... And yes, it IS harder to take a cock once you've cum, but so be it. I had said I would, so of course I did. And it was hot as hell to know my own load was lubing my hole! Of course he came deep inside me, which was even hotter, and by then I was fully turned on again by getting fucked, and even squeezed out a second, smaller, load as he did. Once again I caught it in my hand, and as he pulled out he saw my hand with the sperm presented between my legs just as the first time... He forced my hand up flat against my hole and worked it around a bit, smearing my load on my hole and buttocks - and then he once more began rimming me, seemingly very much enjoying the mix of our sperm on and in my fucked-out hole. NICE! And I wasn't the only one who thought it was nice, because suddenly he pulled his face away from my arse and once again his cock entered me! Bonus... We hadn't discussed that in our messages - but then, nor had we discussed me cumming twice, so hey; it seemed only fair that I should have to take his cock again!... The second fuck was shorter than the first, and it definitely felt like he just wanted to dump a second load for the sake of it. Quick, frantic pounding deep into me, and within minutes he was moaning as he shot his second load in me. This second time around I was too spent after cumming twice to even get hard, so my limp cock dangled uselessly under me as his cock gave a few last thrusts before he finally pulled out. My hole felt sore, open and sogging wet - so with mission accomplished I got up, got dressed and left.

It's like something you'd read on MetaBods, but with a darker twist.

naked if we have time and a place for a long hard sweet fuck.but fully clothed at a party getting a furtive annonymous humping can be great fun too!or driving around...my head in his lap,or his in mine.Or at the gym,in the storeroom just rolling my gymshorts down exposing my ass...that's all that is required and wearing some clothes adds to it.

Depends. if it’s a quick fuck or suck we don’t mind having clothes on. If I’m with my friend and we have lots of time we prefer Being naked.

I shot all over the place after reading that-

If you can't cum being fucked, sorry then you been fucked By the wrong tops. My boys aren't allow to cum on their own and both are cagedc, but they cum only 3 ways, being fucked / direct anal stimulation / or e-stim. 000

Actually infections are up all over the South even in places where there were no protests. Conversely, there have not been big spikes in some of the northern cities which have had tons of protests. It's more an issue of reopening too quickly.

Honestly, it depends on the situation. At the booths where a guy follows me in to a booth or an adjoining glory holes booth, a thank you or a thumbs up is always given. Same thing for one on ones unless there is no talking at all. If it's a totally anonymous fuck, then no.

PART 3 Just then we heard the door open and three young guys walked in, wearing shorts and t-shirts. Sexy frat boy types. “Dude, look at this. Fuck. I have to fuck that hole,” said the blonde one who introduced himself as Dean. His friends started rubbing their cocks through their shorts and eyed the T bong hungrily. Jesse stood up and gave Dean a thick shotgun of T while his friends started to undress, showing off their sexy, hairy bodies and fat cocks. I looked at Brian and grinned saying “looks like this little whore’s gonna get his cunt bred hard.” Brian just laughed and Adam moaned and said “Fuck guys, someone get over here and shove your dick in me. My cunt is really hungry.” Jesse was busy getting Dean and his friends, who introduced themselves as Jack and Garrett, spun. Clearly none of them had a problem with t-dick. All three of their cocks were hard and I pulled Brian over onto the floor so we could suck their cocks. Dean plugged his dick into Adam’s mouth while Brian and I serviced his friends. Jesse was the master of ceremonies, making sure that the new arrivals quickly got high as fuck so they could join our debauchery. Dean was tall and lean, covered in dark hair with a sexy buzz cut and a fat dick that looked like it was going to fit Adam’s cunt like a glove. His friends were both short and also furry and both were uncut with nice long foreskins. They might’ve been brothers. The family resemblance was uncanny. Brian and I were sucking down their cocks like they were the last meal we’d ever have. Meantime, Dean was making out with Jesse and passing the bong to Garrett who took a huge hit and shotgunned it to Jack. I came up for air and Jack leaned down to give the shotgun to me. I inhaled as much of the t smoke as I could and then went back down on Garrett’s fat cock, trading off with Brian so we both got a taste of each one of their sexy uncut dicks. The only thing I like more than sucking an uncut dick is taking one up my ass. But I knew today was all about Adam’s cumdump. And I still had designs on Brian’s sexy little furry ass. It was calling out to me....”Fuck me. I need cock. But I’m too shy to admit it.” I knew I would be breeding Brian shortly. He didn’t know it yet, though. Dean and Jesse moved behind Adam and Dean slowly sank his huge cock into Adam’s cumdump. “Fuck guys. You have to feel this sloppy hole. It’s so fucking nice. This faggot has been really well used.” He started to slowly pound Adam’s hole while he made out with Jesse. Clearly there was a good connection there. I wondered if Dean was going to get Jesse’s dick up his ass before the night was over. He and Jesse continued to make out and I could hear him ask “How many loads in the fag?” “Four or Five, so far,” Jesse said. You wanna breed my bud?” “Fuck yeah. I really do. I haven’t shot a load in a week. I’ve been working my ass off and haven’t had time to fuck. Now I have a week off and need to breed. Think we can knock this faggot up?” He grinned and Jesse grabbed him by the back of the head and shoved his tongue down Dean’s throat while Dean started to pound Adam’s hole harder. Adam moaned and said “DUDE. FUCK ME. I NEED YOUR COCK.” Dean just laughed and pounded Adam’s hole five times hard. “IS. THIS. WHAT. YOU. WANT. FAGGOT?” Adam just moaned louder and said “FUCK MEEEEEEEE. YESSSSSSSSSS.” All of us laughed and Dean started to pound Adam’s cunt making him moan uncontrollably. Jesse turned and spat on his face saying “Fucking faggot. Your mouth should be full of cock too.” Then he shoved his cock all the way down Adam’s throat. Nothing hotter than a pretty faggot with his mouth stretched as wide as he can around a huge, fat, uncut cock while his pussy is making obscene noises from getting fucked full of sperm. Meantime, Jack and Garrett were passing the pipe back and forth and shotgunning me and Jesse who passed the white smoke along to Dean. These boys wanted to get fucked up. Garrett leaned down and started playing with my ass, so Jack started playing with Brian’s. I could tell Brian was a little uncomfortable. The boy needed to learn about being a pig and I knew just how to teach him. Jack and Brian got onto the bed where Jack turned Brian around and started eating his big smooth ass. I caught Jesse’s eye and nodded to Brian. He grabbed the bag of t from the table and handed me a nice big crystal. I lubed up my finger and stuck the crystal to the lube. Then I pulled my mouth off Garrett’s cock and leaned over to play with Brian’s ass. When Jack came up for air, I made my move. I smoothly slid my finger with the crystal on it into Brian’s hole. He jumped a little but I pushed harder and Brian started to moan. “Fuck. Go slow. I’m a virgin down there.” I looked over at Jesse thinking “Fuck! This gets better and better” I smiled at Jesse real big and mouthed “YES!” Then I went back to sucking Garrett’s beautiful cock. I pulled him down on the floor with me so we could make out. I wanted to see that pretty bearded mouth on my cock. Garrett and I continued to make out and take the occasional shotgun from one of the other guys. I was holding onto Garrett’s cock when I leaned over and saw that Jack was behind Brian who was on all fours with his head in the mattress. Just two feet away Adam was lying on his back, legs over his shoulders and eyes rolled into the back of his head moaning like a cheap faggot whore. Brian was breathing heavily now and beginning to sweat. We were all sweating from the t and the sex and the room smelled amazing. Brian was moaning gibberish when Jack tapped him on the face and he opened his eyes. He kept repeating “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” I knew the booty bump was hitting him hard. “I”m gonna fuck you, dude. You ready? My cock’s kinda big.” Adam leaned over and handed a bottle of poppers to Brian. He greedily took two huge hits. “Are you wearing a condom?” “Fuck no dude, why would I do that? Gotta breed. I know you want my load.” “Wait......” Brian tried to slow him down, but Jack was done listening and slowly slid the entire length of his uncut fat cock up Brian’s hole. He wasn’t taking no for an answer. The T took over, Brian forgot all about a condom and just moaned, taking more deep, greedy hits off the bottle of poppers. The answer was yes. And bare. Jack slowly opened Brian up and after a minute or two, his cock was buried balls deep in Brian’s big furry ass. He was a natural cumdump. The T just lubricated things. “Guys this faggot is no longer a virgin. What do you say we breed him too?” The rest of us laughed, Adam and Brian continued to moan while their cunts were split open with Dean and Jack’s thick cocks. They continued to make out while Jesse shared the pipe with them and after 10 or 15 minutes of hard pounding, the two faggots’ cunts were both squishy and open. Adam’s was leaking sperm everywhere and it was white and frothy all over the end of Dean’s cock. Jack pulled off, making out with Dean and said “Fuck dude, I’ve gotta try that sloppy cunt. You fuck the virgin. He won’t be much of a virgin once we’re done with him. Let’s knock this faggot up! I wonder if we can get him pregnant.” We all laughed, and Brian moaned even louder, saying “pleeeeeease, fuuuuuuuuck me,” under his breath. Dean leaned over and slapped Brian’s face. “You want me to fuck you too, fagboy? You want this cock that’s covered in other men’s sperm?” “Yesssssssss. Fuck me. I’ve never felt anything so fucking amazing before. I’m SO fucking horny!" Jesse looked at me and smiled. We knew the T was talking now, and Brian was putty in our hands. Dean and Jack switched faggots and Jack moaned when he slid his cock up Adam’s gaping pussy. “Fuck dude. This faggot is so sloppy. I fucking love it. What a filthy whore. Maybe we can give him twins.” We laughed again and Garrett started to play with my hole more aggressively and whispered in my ear “You want my dick Daddy? You want your boy to fuck your pussy? You been a good Daddy? Do you deserve a nice thick load of boy jizz in your cunt?” I moaned and said “you think you’re up to it son?” And he got a shit eating grin on his face and said “fuck yeah, Daddy. I wanna breed you like the whore I know you are.” We’d just met and he knew me well. “Are you and Jack related?” He smiled and said “My brother and I discovered we were both pigs really young. We’ve been fucking since we were kids.” Now this was getting really interesting. Just then we heard the door open again, and another sexy young guy appeared at the door, wearing skimpy shorts, a jockstrap, a tank top and not much else. He was about 6’ tall and lanky with a beard, buzz cut and a nice tuft of hair on his chest showing through the tank top. You could see his pupils were missing in action. This boy was high as fuck and he moaned and said “fuck I’ve hit the fucking jackpot.” He immediately started to shuck his clothes as Jesse (who was orchestrating the whole scene) motioned him over and gave him a shotgun of thick white smoke. The new boy (who we soon found out was called Scott) immediately accepted the shotgun and dropped to his knees so he could suck Jesse’s huge cock all the way down his throat. Jesse grinned and looked over at me and then his eyes rolled into the back of his head as Scott engulfed his cock. He couldn’t be more than 20, but he was clearly a talented faggot cocksucker. Jesse held up his finger and I could see a nice big shard on the end of it, stuck in some lube. He leaned down and quickly slid his finger up Scott’s hole. A few seconds later the boy started to moan. “Thanks dude! Fuck that feels good” and he went back to impaling his mouth on Jesse’s cock. Things were getting interesting.

I hauled my cock out of him and went off to fix myself some breakfast, bringing back some paracetamol for Jakey. He was dozing, so I slapped him round the face with my cock a little until he opened his mouth and then popped a couple of the tablets inside. I followed it up with a mouthful of morning piss and watched him gulp the whole lot down, like the best kind of nurse. He dozed a little more while I showered and then used his phone to create a profile for him on a kink profiles site, filling it out accurately apart from his status, which I marked as Neg. He came round a little when I re-entered the room. "What's wrong with me?" "My DNA is attacking your body, runt. I'm in you, killing you" He was agitated for a minute or two but calmed down as I cuddled him to me, compressing him in my embrace, reminding him that this was what he was designed for. His helplessness was a big turn on and I let my cock slip inside him for a long, gentle breeding session, during which Jake kept asking if he was pleasing me, being useful - the answers to which were a very clear yes. When i was done, I left him to sleep through his fever while I went for a run in the hot afternoon sun. On the way out of the building I ran into our elderly downstairs neighbour who asked after me and Jake. I told her that I'd seen him occasionally and that he seemed ok. In the park, I couldn't help getting a semi thinking about Jake. In my mind, my cum was eating him up from the inside, each load adding to the predator lurking inside him. I was on my second lap when I clocked a cute twink doing circuits in the opposite direction, slowing as he passed me to gawk at my swinging junk. On the third loop, I adjusted the mesh in my shorts so that my fat cock head and shiny PA were hanging out of the short leg, smirking as the kid almost tripped, such was the intensity of his focus on me. That kind of sealed it for him and I let him get a little distance away from me before changing direction to run after him. I think he may have heard me approaching when I was about three metres away, as his head turned slightly and I'm note exactly light-footed, but, by that time, it was way too late for him. 240lbs of me was bearing down on his small frame and I rugby tackled him from behind, driving us both into the grass, him breaking my fall. The park was mostly empty but I assume the people who were there, at least 50m distant, just thought we were mates playing around. I soon had my arm round his neck to suppress any thoughts of protest and we were agreeing that he definitely wanted fucking in a matter of seconds. I love the feel of Jake's small but loose cunt hole, which these days was beginning to look seriously pouty and ragged, but this arse felt amazing. The kid was either a top or his boyfriend was hung like a maggot, because he gripped my shaft like sandpaper as I forced my way up his shorts and then inside his body. "your cunt is amazing....gonna breed you so good". I don't know what he said back as it was rather muffled but I quickly made myself at home inside him. I knew we didn't have long out there in the open even though from a distance we both appeared clothed, so I worked up to my orgasm quickly, noting that the kid had stopped struggling and was licking my palm as I held it over his mouth. "I knew you wanted this" "mmmmm" "feel me flex?" "mmmmm" "Next time you do, I'll be pumping my dirty load into you" "??" "my poz babies" Struggles...delicious struggles. Writhing on my cock. Massaging my fat bell end in new places. "gonna poz you" Surprisingly strong, this one. Almost throwing me off but quickly slammed down. "Here it comes" I'm flexing my cock, strong rhythmic squirts of my pure DNA flooding into his waiting chute, readily prepped by the rough breeding. As they begin to subside, he goes still, and then I feel him milking my softening cock, massaging the dregs out of me as his cock climaxes below us. I let him finish then spring up off him, tucking my cock back in my shorts and jogging away. Fifty metres away, I look back. He's sat up, fingering his puffy arsehole and putting his fingers to his mouth.

I have experienced this before, from the age of 13 to present I & my twin brother have had a sexual relationship. It started off when we both discovered porn (and since we shared a room we couldn't really hide it from each other), eventually we both decided to do what all identical twins do- see who had the bigger dick, much to our surprise we were identical down there too. Eventually around that time we started messing around with each other. We both took each others cherries and we fucked pretty consistently after that (both of us being switches). When we were 16 we got caught by our step-dad, who was incredibly sexually frustrated. He fucked both of our assess & throats with his 9 inch cock for several years, making us both his cumdumps- even letting his friends fuck us too.

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

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

Was a straight guy, but years ago a TOP fucked me for the first time in my Ass,and I’ll never returned to women. This man has shown me my real sexuality.

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

FINAL PART Aman and Rafa grin and head over to him. “So you’ve volunteered to go next?” Rafa says as he sucks on Renan’s earlobe, licking around the outer shell and digging deep as Renan moans. “That’s why he fucked over Jin so fast, just selfish really,” Aman chimes in as he lowers his cummy hole onto Renan’s achingly hard pole. Renan groans louder once Aman is seated to the hilt. The towel is still over his face. I’m mesmerized just watching the three of them. It’s like they’re pulsing rhythmically. Aman’s bounces timed against Rafa’s licks, all driving subconscious thrusts on Renan’s part. They’re one being, beating together. Synchronized with the pounding of my head and heart. From seemingly nowhere Aman and Rafa each pull out a poppers bottle. They open it, take a long, fresh hit, and then just pour it out on the sheets around them. The air fills thick with the scent. I see the three of them reveling in the crazy lust. Their bodies are almost vibrating it. Aman is bouncing in earnest now on Renan’s cock, making the most delicious squelching sounds as a pool of his ass cum has started to form around the sheets under them. Rafa is towering over them, hands furiously rubbing across his chest and fingering into his own hole. Every time he pulls out a glob of cum, he either sucks it down or smears it on his cock for Aman to lick off. I notice myself drooling. A thick white mixture of spit and cum is leaking out of my lips and I hurry to suck it back in. Rafa finally notices me and beckons me over to join them. I do and offer my cock as well to Aman, while standing to make out with Rafa, bumping our sweaty bodies together. To celebrate, he opens another poppers bottle, forces me to take a hit, and then pours the rest around us as well. At this distance the air is toxic with the fumes. I immediately find myself sinking into delirium once again. That place where all I want to do is huff, suck, and fuck forever in a cesspit of disease. I never want to cum but at the same time so desperately want to I would do anything. That’s the sweet spot these men excel at. They’ve held me here for so long. I look down and see 8 sets of heads bobbing around our cocks, that’s how fucked up I am. Our inner hogs are truly coming out. We’re snorting with our noses. Smacking with our lips. And letting us these truly guttural sounds that shake their way into my core. I feel like my bones are hot. And the poppers are the flames melting everything away. Stripping us of anything except for a raging horniness. An unquenchable thirst for manfluids. Of any kind. From any one. The more toxic, the more deadly, the better. That’s the thought that drills into me. I want stranger loads. I want them fucking now. I shove Aman off Renan’s cock, and in one fluid motion, bounce on it myself and take Rafa’s slimy cock deep into my throat. Aman just grins at me as immediately picks himself up and then shoves into Rafa’s ass. I open my mouth to the sky and let the two of them use me as a spittoon, hawking globs of spit and leftover cum from their throats into mine. Aman also pulls out of Rafa and brings his dripping cock to my mouth to clean. I feel one of them reach down to roughly pinch at my raw nipples while I groan and close my eyes. I think I hear more poppers bottles, somehow, being poured out. My hearing fades into the dull thump of my heart. I hear words of encouragement. Mix it up in that nasty fucker. Spread that dirty DNA. I want to be penetrated everywhere, my god! That I must’ve said out loud even though I didn’t hear it. Because next thing you know one of them has lined up behind me and with a gasp I feel myself stretching to accommodate the girth of two cocks. I hold on to Renan’s hot body as the second dick begins drilling into me. My eyes are squeezed closed, trying to prevent the pounding in my head from exploding out of me. The poppers are even more intense now, if that were even possible. I see it, the hole in the center of my vision. A black hole drawing me in, commanding me to breathe in deeper, take every slam to the center of my being. I pray for the cocks pounding into me to rip me open. Split me apart and never let me heal. Let me always be this full, be this fucking destroyed. At some point in time, it feels like hours or days almost. I raise my head up and cry out with the pleasure rolling over me. I open my eyes and see the towel is still on Renan’s head. Or maybe it’s never been removed. Certainly no one would care to. He hasn’t moved at all. Yet his cock is still hard inside of me. I wonder if he’s cum yet. Or if he’s dead. I see 6 Amans looming over me. So it’s Rafa pounding into me. At least now. Or has it always been? The kaleidoscope of Amans grin at me and I drool in response. “Good fucking pig,” their lips say. That silky sexy voice sounds like it’s being spoken from inside of me. It’s surreal. It’s all too much. “There’s over a dozen bottles here, filling our lungs,” he explains, gesturing at himself. His eyes are bloodshot and purple not red. His lips are almost like blue ice. “You feel that?” he says, as he opens another bottle and jams it up his nose, pulls heavily, and then forces it into mine, as well. “You’re about to reach the climax.” I can’t talk coherently and don’t even try. I let my body do the talking. The way I’m arching back to meet the thrust of the two cocks in me. The way my dick is sliding along the mess of sweat and cum on Renan’s chest. He’s right. The black hole in my mind’s eye is threatening to eclipse the many Aman’s that crowd around it in my vision. Aman stands up, read to feed me his cock. I eagerly tilt my mouth at the angle that is perfect for him to slide all the way in. I take him without gagging to the depths of my throat. I try hard to suck in even his balls. He just smiles at me. He takes another bottle of poppers and screws it into his other nostril. Then opens a third and holds it in his mouth. Fuck I don’t know how he’s doing this, but as I watch him I want the same. I want the poppers to consume me. Everything feels like it’s exploding right now. My dick, my nipples, my head, my tongue. Aman maintains eye contact and somehow even with his lips sucked around the poppers bottle I can see him smile. He materializes two more bottles just as I’m starting to seriously gag. I try to inhale through my nose but his dick seems to be blocking the airway. He brings the two bottles to my face. Fuck… at this angle… it’ll be dangerous. But I know he’s going to do it. And I know I won’t stop him. He screws the bottles in my nose in a quick motion and for a second I wonder if I’ve gone too far, but it’s too late. There's another voice inside me that chants to the popper-thump of my heart. Fucking do it. Kill me. The liquid sloshes inside and burns its way down my nose. I move to cough and expel but Aman brutally holds me in place. My eyes bulge as I feel, as I’ve never felt before, all three cocks inside me explode along with my own. I feel like I'm erupting and melting and condensing all at once. White clouds my edges as the poppers and toxic semen swirl into me. Filling up my body, burning through my soul. Right into the black hole until there’s nothing left.

Part 4 Henry crawled over to Faggot and nestled himself behind him, right between those two smooth legs split wide open like a public invitation. "Fuuuuck," Henry groaned, running a finger up from the boy's balls up to his cunt. He donated a generous wad of spit to those used pussy lips before sliding his finger in. "Holy shit, bro. How did you get so lucky to find a boy like this?" "I don't know," I said, grinning. "Maybe good things happen to bad people." "Haha, you're definitely fucked up, man," Henry chuckled. "And he's OK with that?" I looked at Faggot threateningly, and he whimpered. "Like I give a shit anymore," I said. "Watch this." Without warning, I slapped Faggot so hard he fell to his side with a scream of surprise and pain. Tears surfaced on his eyes, and he looked at me with genuine fear. Exactly what I was going for. I looked back at Henry, whose jaw dropped. "You wanna try it out?" I saw alarm in Faggot's eyes for a split second before Henry grabbed him by the throat with one hand and smacked him as hard as he could. I saw the uncertainty on his face get replaced with an evil, sadistic grin. It was dawning on him that he could literally abuse Faggot, and no one would stop him or report him. Henry groped his hand right into Faggot’s spaghetti-thin jockstrap and lifted him to be level with his thin, long, hard baton of a dick. With his knees, he kicked Faggot’s legs a little wider, dribbled a massive rope of warm spit onto his cock, just managing to get a wad of slimy foam onto my boy’s pink pussy lips. It got his asshole wet and shiny, as if blinking and begging to be taken. I put the poppers under my boy’s nose and held one nostril at a time, past his limit for how much he could sniff. He moaned for me to stop, but I kept my finger there. He gasped for breath, and I saw his eyes go out of sync. “W-WowwWww,” he slurred. “Th…fanx, Daddy.” I spit right into his blue eye, causing him to yell and flinch. Henry took this as the opportunity to RAM all 10 inches of his long dick right into Faggot’s worthless used cunt. “AHHHHH-“ “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” I roared, grabbing Faggot by the throat as he screamed and slapping him again with enough force to land me in jail for battery. “AHHGANNGG..ngg…ngg, DA..DDY, PLEASE!” he begged, tears welling up in his eyes. He could barely get the words out from how hard Henry was rocking his whole body from the rabbit-level speed in which he pulled out as far as he could and just slammed in indiscriminately. His face scrunched up, his usual good-natured expression replaced with an intense focus as he put his all into fucking my boy as hard and fast as he could. Faggot’s blonde hair shook back and forth on his head. With each thrust, Henry went so deep with so much impact it pushed the boy’s body forward violently, but the two of us pushed him back. Henry grabbed his hair with one hand while his other hand tweaked his nipples hard, groped him right through the jockstrap, and then spanked him with all his strength. I knew my man didn’t need any help dominating this delicate (and fucked up) boy, but I learned that when multiple men gang up on a prey together, it makes his suffering taste so much sweeter. I took off one of my socks and jammed it into Faggot’s mouth to muffle his moans. I don’t care if anyone hears, not that they would. I just wanted to jam my dirty sock into his pretty face. Then I spit on his face and slapped him with all my might again, trying to break my previous records. The sound of the slap echoed in the room. A split second later, Henry slapped the boy in the opposite direction, like he was playing a casual game of table tennis with the boy’s face. Faggot’s eyes were still wide open from the drugs, but they became lifeless in resignation. He was just trying to breathe through his nose. Henry looked up from the shaking boy into my sadistic smirk and grinned. I met his eyes and gave him a knowing smile back. Even abusing this filthy cheap whore together can develop a sense of fraternity. I put the poppers to Faggot’s nose again and he breathed in hungrily, desperate for anything to help ease the overwhelming sensations coming from every direction – smacks, spanks, rough groping, the gag, the spit dripping into his eye, and of course, the dick still jackhammering into him. I screwed the cap back on when he was done and took out the gag, giving him a big gasp of air. Before he could breathe out, I unceremoniously guided my semi-hard cock into his mouth and Henry shoved his head forward, causing him to gag just slightly. Henry leaned forward so that he was in the boy’s ear. Groaning softly from the pleasure with every thrust, he whispered to the boy in between. “You like that, don’t you, you little faggot whore. You wanna be my baby mama, dontcha?” The boy’s eyes widened and he gave a gargled, “Mhm!” I angrily jammed my cock, now harder than my first, as far into the back of the stupid slut’s head as I could. He violently gagged and wretched as I held it there and tried to push it even deeper. Henry acted as if it wasn’t even happening, just kept plowing away and even started licking the boy’s cheek like a starving hound. “You’re gonna thirst for another man’s sperm while my dick is in your mouth and my cum is already in your pussy? You’ve really done it now, Faggot,” I growled. Henry grinned, knowing what he’s done while Faggot could only look up at me with terror and struggle to get a little air through his nose. I pulled my dick out, dragging out a desperate rush of air and threads of saliva from the boy. “Such a good slut! Your mouth is feels so FUCKING good on my cock!” I groaned. “That’s what you are, right Faggot? Just a worthless slut with two nice warm holes.” “Yes, Daddy,” he mumbled weakly through his web of spit. I grabbed him by his throat and pulled my face close to his so my breath was hot on his face. “SAY IT LOUDER, FAGGOT! WHAT ARE YOU?” “A WORTHLESS SLUT, DADDY!” he cried. “I’M JUST A CUMDUMP SLUT!” Fuck! My cock throbbed at the pitiful sight of my beautiful Faggot. I grabbed the leash chain with one hand and his throat with the other, then pulled him off of Henry’s dick in the middle of his rapidfire assault and threw him against the concrete floor. His dick made a plopping noise as the hole was ripped off of it, loose shreds of cum and spit flying out from the friction. I pulled the boy onto me, resting his light figure against my torso (I’m basically big enough to be a bed for him), and lowered him onto my cock. I’m thicker than Henry, so he had already tightened up a bit, but I pushed in impatiently, causing him to cry out. “Get in here,” I told Henry. “Wait! No!” Faggot cried out in panic, but I quickly jammed three fingers into the boy’s throat. “Did I say there was a fucking safeword, Faggot? Did you think this was a porn scene, you stupid little bitch?” Faggot made me proud. Henry fucked him like he was trying to break the boy for good. Without warning, he launched into a jackhammer pace. “FUUUUCK YEAH! FUCK HIM!” I roared. My eyes rolled back into my head. Henry’s dick rubbing hard and fast against my dick inside my boy’s sweet wet cunt was a new kind of pleasure. The room was filled with Faggot’s moans and the squicky sound of his pussy being mashed up with each pounding thrust. Within seconds, I could feel Henry’s dick vibrating and hardening. “I’m gonna nut in you, bitch!” “Yes, sir! Please dump your cum in me! Knock up my slutty cunt!” Faggot wailed excitedly. His hole started tightening and pulsing around our dicks, bringing me closer to orgasm too. “FUUUUUUUCK!” we both yelled, convulsing as we simultaneously pumped our babies into the boy. Henry was panting. His release of pleasure slowly faded down to exhaustion, and he slipped his dick out and zipped his pants back up. “Thanks, man,” he said, tossing me a twenty before leaving. I decided it’d be nice to go for a smoke after such a fucking great orgasm, so I pulled out and, without a word, got dressed, stuffed the twenty in my jeans, grabbed my cigs, and walked out. Part 5 Next

We did some cam shows too. Some of them are recorded and I've seen them pop up on some sites haha

Part of the joy of AIDS is to feel it change you. On one hand you have this power like a God because you can change a person's life with your cum but on the other hand you're a slave to this alien virus that's now part of you. You can feel the ultimate destruction and pleasure as you have complete freedom to release your inner darkest desires and have the type of sex that would make a Treasure Island Media pig blush but it's not enough. It's never enough. You need to go deeper and more twisted. You now know that you can't have pleasure without pain. The best apples are always the ones out of reach and now AIDS have given you a ladder to reach everyone. Why do I Stealth? Because a cute innocent neg lad has so much potential and I love being part of that destruction and seeing evil take hold of them. Sorry willing sluts but sometimes I love seeing the fight from a guy as he battles his conscious but ultimately sleaze always wins.

Dad’s Basement - Part Two I spent the day on the sofa, half watching movies to take my mind off what I saw in the basement and the other half thinking about it. I would catch myself playing with my cock through my shorts when my mind wondered to the basement. The thought of Dad and his buddies fucking and sucking seemed to leave my cock harder than I had ever before experienced, and the thought they were (I imagined) playing in the basement even while I was sleeping upstairs somehow made the vision even more enticing. Still, one would have thought I would have heard my Dad come home, or at least the garage door go up and his diesel truck pulling inside, but nope: I was lost in thought, my hand inside my shorts wrapped around my hard cock when Dad's voice awoke me out of my day dream. “Wow, Son that’s quite a greeting for your old man!” Dad said when he saw me. “Dad!” I yelled, slapped back to reality and jerking my hand out of my shorts. “Anything interesting happen today, Son?” Dad asked coyly. “Well, let’s see. I found out that my Dad likes cock - every which way he can get it, has a sex club in our basement, and likes to spread his disease to others,” I said. "Other than that it was a quiet day.” “Yeah Son, I am a pig, a toxic pig, who loves to give into the most deviant sexual pleasure imaginable, and I am not ashamed to do.” “It’s okay Dad, I think it’s hot.” “Hot, huh? Like when you spy on your old man and jack your cock as I shower or stroke my cock in bed?” I had to smile as I nodded 'yes'. “It’s okay Son. I have no issue with any of that. Fuck, it was a turn on knowing you jack your boy cock watching me,” Dad remarked, adding “See?” I looked down at the front of his jeans, his hard cock was straining against the denim. I stood up, which allowed Dad to see my shorts were tented by my own very hard cock. “Does knowing what we do in the basement turn you on, Son?” “Definitely, Dad.” “Good, but I need to know if the full range of our activities turns you on, or is there some component of our sessions leave you uncertain or even afraid?" “The HIV component, Dad, scares me, yet it also excites me," I had to acknowledge. “Most boys your age have those mixed emotions. After conversion (or infected), sex becomes uninhibited, free from restraints of safety. That’s what we do in the basement: fuck free. There are times when we meet just to help a man break those restraints and become free. Understand?” “I think so. You take men who are not carrying HIV and give it to them?” “Yes. Some take it willingly and some don’t. Some want it and some don’t know they want it, but still get it.” As he gave this explanation Dad was rubbing his cock through his jeans, which rendered me even more excited. Our conversation was turning both of us on, and in fact I am fairly sure I could see his cock pulsate, even through his jeans, particularly when his palm caressed the his cock head. “Do the jocks and pictures nailed to the wall represent all of the men that you have infected?” “I didn’t infect them all, Son, but yes, they do represent the men who were infected by a member of the Club. That's our trophy wall It reminds us of who is carrying our virus.” Without thinking I started rubbing my cock, mimicking what Dad was doing to his. His eyes darted down, watching my hand. “Drop them Son,” he ordered. "Show Daddy.” Blindly obeying, I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of my shorts and pushed them to my ankles, where I stepped out of them. Standing upright again, my cock jumped up and down, finally resting pointing in front of me. “Grew up nicely there, Son,” Dad commented as he kicked off his work boots, unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles, stepping out of them. Standing straight up, he put his hands on his hips, allowing me access to view his crotch, this time with out spying. His cock was hard as a rock, pointing outward just like mine, but that is where the similarities stopped. His cock was at least nine inches long and almost as thick as a beer bottle. The head was massive and veins ran up and down it. I found myself wondering how I had managed to overlook these amazing details when I spied on him. His nut sac was smooth and hung low, with one ball higher than the other. When I looked up at his face there was an evil grin on it. “You like looking at that cock, Son?” I nodded slowly. “I like you looking at it.” I was mesmerized. The cock that made me was not six feet away, obscenely pointing at me, teasing me, and all I could do was to stare and slowly stroke my painfully hard cock. “That’s it Son, stroke your cock for your Daddy.” I watched as he bent down, slid his hand into the pocket of his jeans and pull out one of the brown bottles. Dropping his jeans, he moved to my side, his cock and balls bouncing with each step. My mind was focused on his cock and balls, so huge. He unscrewed the cap on the brown bottle, positioned it under one of my nostrils, pinched the other closed and urged “Inhale deeply, Son.” I did as he instructed, still stroking my boy cock. He switched nostrils and repeated his instruction. Again I complied. Almost instantly, I felt like I was flying, the sensations of my stroking intensified and my heart raced. My breathing was heavier. Dad’s hot breathe in my ear urged “Touch it Son, you know you want to. Feel the cock that made you!” I slowly moved my hand over to his cock. The closer I got, I could feel the heat rising from his dick. I closed my eyes and wrapped my fingers around it. It was hotter than I expected. And harder. Instantly I shot my load, out in front of me and unto the floor. “Good boy” Dad said with a smile. “I think you are ready for more. Let’s go to Daddy’s shower, Son. I have so much more to teach you before you join us in the basement.” He took off his shirt as he headed down the hall, his furry cheeks bouncing as he walked away. I pulled my shirt over my head and followed, like a little puppy.

naked is best

I love getting fucked while leathered up. (chaps and harness, etc) just the thought of it makes me hot