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Part 3 Eric sat there breathing a little heavy as his dialated pupils darted back and forth between me and Steve. This kid was spun. I took his head in my hands and started kissing him, tenderly making out with him. Part of me just wanted to backhand him and rape his hole, but there was plenty of time for that coming up. I had no idea if Eric had to work tomorrow or not, and I didn't give a fuck. I had him where I wanted him and he wasn't going anywhere for a while. And when we were finished with him, his mind and his world would be so fucked up, he probably wouldn't be in any shape to return to the Magic Kingdom anyway. I pushed him back on the bed and removed his towel. His teenage cock was rock hard, even with all the T he had already smoked. I'm sure the Viagra was responsible. I removed my shirt and layed on top of Eric, kissing him deeply. He moaned into my mouth as my hairy chest ground against his smooth one. He wrapped his arms around me tightly as my tongue explored every inch of his mouth. I reached between us and found one of those pretty pink nips and started pinching it. He moaned louder as his hips started moving, grinding his hard on against me. This kid had probably never touched his nips before. I was awakening the slut in him he hadn't been able to release himself yet. After I had worked his nipples for a bit, I sat up and looked down at my sweet young prince. He looked back at me with those dark Tina eyes and panted in desire. Then I leaned down and licked the precum off the head of his cock. It tasted so sweet. I licked up his shaft where more precum a seeped down, and he moaned as I engulphed his entire rod, taking all six inches to the base. I nursed on his dick for a few moments while he groaned his approval. I didn't suck his dick for too long, cause there was somewhere else I wanted his load more. I knew he could probably cum once, but then the Tina would take over for sure and his dick would shrivel up. I pulled off his cock, much to his dissapointment, and stood up. I retrieved a pair of wrist restraints and rope, holding them up for Eric to see. "Are you ready, my Prince?" He just smiled up at me licking his lips and nodded yes. In mere moments Steve and I had Eric's wrists tied to the corners of the bed. I removed the rest of my clothes and grabbed some lube as I looked down at my living fantasy. His dark, hairy pits were fully exposed and that was the first place I went to next. I buried my face in first one, then the other licking and biting them as I breathed in his teenage musk. Eric groaned at this new erotic sensation that he never knew existed. I moved over to his nipples, licking and biting them as Eric moaned and lightly squeeled. Then I took the lube, and lubed up Eric's throbbing cock. I slid my ass down on it in one easy stroke. This kids average sized cock was no problem, and he groaned as I ground my hairy ass into his freshly shaved skin. I sat on him, using my experienced ass muscles to milk his cock. I played with his nipples as his hips started bucking upwards, faster and faster until his eyes rolled back into his head. "I'm cumming!" He gasped. "Oh fuck! Oh my God! Oh shit. Aaaaagggghhhh!" He cried out as he slammed his hips up into me. I knew he was experiencing the most intense orgasm of his young life because of the drugs. I squeezed my ass as hard as I could as he filled my guts with a big load of 18 yo cum. He just layed there trembling as I carefully dismounted him. He twitched and jerked as I took his cock into my mouth to savour the taste of his cum. He begged me to stop as I sucked the head of his overly sensitive cock. Post orgasm torture is a favourite of mine. I stood up looked down at my captive prince. He just stared back at me with those glassy eyes. His body was bathed in a sheet of sweat which made his pale skin glisten in the light. I couldn't wait to leave some marks on his tender young body. His dark hair clung to his forhead, and I swept it off as I approached my first target. I pushed his head to the side as I planted my mouth on his neck. I started to suck as if I were a vampire. At first, Eric moaned, but as I sucked harder it started to become painful for him. He tried to object but I just covered his mouth with my hand and kept sucking on that fresh young skin. Eventually I pulled off with a strong sucking sound and looked at my handywork. A deep, dark red hickey showed prominently on his neck, marking him as my slut. I knew in a matter of minutes, it would become a deep purple. Now to move on to the main event for me. This kid didn't know it, but he was just mere moments away from receiving the first of many dirty loads that he would receive over the next few days, and probably his life. I grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs back until I exposed the real prize. His beautiful, pink, virgin hole. It was a thing of beauty. It looked so fragile and delicate. It was almost a shame that soon it would be a gaping wrecked cumhole. I said almost. Steve held Eric's legs for me as I dove on that little pucker of paradise. In no time at all, my little future whore was moaning loudly as he discovered yet another erogenous zone he hadn't explored. "Oh God that feels so good!" He cried out. "Eat my ass. Oh God please!" I feasted on his hole, sticking my tongue as far up him as I could get it. He just continued to moan his enjoyment as I sucked, licked, and nibbled his pink pucker. After a nice long ass eating session, I went to the dresser and found a nice sized shard. Returning to the bed I grabbed the lube and squirted some directly into Eric's hole. Then I inserted a finger, slowly until it was all the way in. Eric moaned as he felt his asshole breached for the first time ever. I worked one finger in and out, alternating between my index and middle finger. Then I put two fingers in the boy while he continued to moan. His hole was relaxing quickly, thanks to the drugs we had given him. Then I picked up the good sized shard. I knew it was a lot for his first time, but he was young and healthy, and I wanted to fuck him up. I placed the shard on Eric's hole, then pushed it in with my two fingers. He let out a small hiss as the sharp edges scraped his tender flesh. I buried it in him as far as I could. "Oh God, it's burning, why is it burning?" He cried out after a few seconds. "Make it stop!" "Shhh my prince." I hushed him. "This is just a booty bump. It's going to make your ass beg for our cocks." I continued to push two fingers in and out of him. I didn't use a third, because I wanted him to still be tight when I entered him. I enjoyed the slight pinkness that appeared on my fingers. I knew he would absorb my babies into him that much quicker. He started moaning again and I knew the burning had subsided. Steve released the kids legs as I sat back and lubed up my cock. Then I placed his knees over my shoulders and placed the tip of my cock against Eric's hole. "Aren't you going to use a condom?" He asked me with a worried look on his face. "Trust me my prince." I said to him. "Condoms don't feel good, and I know what you need. You need to be released from your strict upbringing and taught the joy of man on man sex in it's purest form. And I'm going to do that. I'm going to release you." With that, I started pushing myself self into him, taking possession of him, owning him like no other man will ever again. It was enough to make me want to explode right then. I knew this first fuck from me would not be a long one. I was way too turned on by my fantasy coming true. But later, I would be able to fuck him for hours. I watched his eyes pop open when my cockhead past his sphincter. "Take it out please." He gasped. "It's too big!" I didn't say a word as Steve placed a popper soaked handkerchief over the young princes mouth and nose, so he was only able to breath in the fumes. It's so great to have a partner who already knows the right things to do. Eric went kind of limp as I pushed forward into him, and by the time I was balls deep, he was letting out a deep gutteral moan. I stayed still as Steve removed the handkerchief, and looked down on my barely concious prince. 12 hours ago, he was a friendly Disney employee with dreams of going to BYU. Now here he was, drugged up in the hotel room of a guy he didn't really know with a hard cock buried deep inside him, minutes away from having his guts filled with poz cum. I waited till his eyes fluttered, and he looked at me trying to focus. His mouth moved like he was trying to say something, but no words formed. I just grabbed his thighs and started fucking him. Grunts escaped his pretty pink lips every time I slammed myself into him. His head flopped back and forth as I rode him hard. He started to form words that sounded like, fuck me, fuck me, but I couldn't be sure. I grabbed his bottom teeth and opened his mouth, spitting into it a few times, enjoying the sight of my spit slide down into his throat. I was really close when I held his strong thighs against me and just jackhammered his little cunt. My whole body felt like it was exploding when my cock finally shot off and I let out a gutteral, "ooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuck," as I filled that sweet Mormon boy with his first load of dirty cum. I just collapsed on top of Eric, barely able to breathe as I watched Steve lubing up his cock for his turn.

Part 2 Well, hey there." I replied, trying to sound casual while my heart was pounding a mile a minute. "You off work now?" "Yea." He replied. "Uh, so I should ask, are you Steve or Craig?" "Oh Craig." I replied. "So, you wanna hang and have a drink?" I asked, biting my lip, expecting him to say he couldn't. I knew if I could just get close to him, I could trap him in my web. "Yea, that would be cool." He replied. "But.....the thing is, I'm not 21 yet. Is that a problem?" I almost laughed. "Problem? No man, not at all. So....how old are you?" "I'm 18. I just recently graduated. This is my summer job before college." Oh sweet hell, I thought to myself as my hard dick seeped some precum into my jeans. "That's awesome. We can still meet at the lounge at my hotel, we'll order you a coke." "That sounds fine." He replied. So I gave him the hotel information and we agreed we would meet there at 9:30. Steve and I rushed back to the hotel where I debated if I should grab a quick shower, but decided no, I'll just leave my natural smell. Steve and I got really stoned, and I prepared a little dose of G to try and slip into Ken's drink. At 9:30, we were at the lounge, but Ken was no where to be seen. I was afraid he had chickened out. Which honestly, would have been better for him. He had no idea what he was walking into. Steve and I ordered beers and a coke, which made it very easy to slip the G in, since he wasn't here yet. At 9:40, he walked in looking like the perfect sacrificial lamb. He was wearing white shorts and a button up shirt, making him look like a modern, preppy Prince Eric. I noticed his legs were hairy, but that can be fixed. I did love the fact that his legs were well defined, which practically guaranteed the rest of him would be too. I waved him over and he smiled that boyish smile. After we all shook hands, such a polite boy, he sat down and took his first sip of his laced coke. "So," I just jumped right in. Hell, I was stoned. "What promoted you to agree to call me? I'm old enough to be your dad." "How old are you? If you don't mind me asking?" He enquired. "45." "My dad's 39. So I guess you're older than him." That thought just made my dick ache more. "I don't know, you seemed nice, you know. I get hit on a lot. People are really creepy. But you didn't come across that way." He said, as he ran his fingers through his thick hair. I was so glad to see it wasn't a wig he had been wearing. But I chuckled silently to myself that he thought I wasn't creepy. If he only knew what was in store for him. "So," I started, hesitantly. "You said you liked my shirt." "Yea, well, I'm curious about......well I'm gay, and I've had sex a few times, but I've seen stuff, you know, like, on the internet....." He trailed off, drinking more of his coke. "Like kinky stuff?" I prodded. "Yea." He replied bashfully. Oh God I wanted him. "Like what?" I probed further. "Like, stuff.... you know. Like tying someone up, or blindfolding them. I don't know. I'm just curious. And I said when I came here I would try new things. And it's hard to meet certain guys, and the internet is just, I don't know, it's hard." "Where did you come from?" I asked. "Utah. Yea I'm Mormon. I'm going to BYU in the fall. Go courgars." He said, raising his fist in the air. "I'm putting off going on my mission for a while." I jumped a little when Steve grabbed my knee under the table. This corruption was getting better and better. "Hey, I gotta use the John." He said, getting up. As I watched that nice, round ass walk away, I turned to Steve." Can I keep him. Please?" I mock begged him. Steve laughed. "We'll see. This still might not go in your direction." "The kids putty in my hands." I replied. "All I have to do is get him up to our room, and I can guarantee he'll be carrying my babies in a couple of hours!" "Mine too?" Asked Steve. "Of course baby." I replied as I kissed him on the lips. "After I impregnate him, his little pussy will be open for business." "Is it warm in here?" Asked Ken as he sat back down. I smiled a little smile at Steve. The G was starting to work. "I have an idea." I said. "Our drinks are finished, let's go up to our room and chill a little more." "Sounds cool." Said Ken, standing back up. "Lead the way." I will, I thought. I'm leading this lamb to slaughter. I liked that my Prince was shorter than me. I much prefer dominating smaller guys. He was probably 5'9" to my 6ft and Steve's 6"2'. And I decided to assert my dominance the second the elevator closed. I pushed Ken against the wall and started kissing him. He was surprised at first, but quickly melted into me. This kid was going to be easy. I rubbed my hands on his face while my tongue probed his mouth. His face was a smooth as silk. Not a hair on it. I didn't stop until the doors opened. Once inside our room, I opened the mini bar and brought out three beers as Steve put towels at the bottom of the door . "Have you drank before?" I asked him. "A couple times. Not very much though." Was his reply. "Good." I said. "Ever smoked weed?" "No, I don't think I should do that." "Now come on. It's practically legal everywhere now. And besides, you did say you were going to try new things." "You're right." He said decisively. "Weeds not THAT bad. Sure." "And it will help relax you." I said as I lit a joint and inhaling. I handed it to Ken, and he held it to those lucious pink lips of his, and inhaled, coughing almost immediately. "You have to cough to get off!" I smirked. He bravely took another hit, and struggled to hold it in. He succeeded for a few seconds before coughing it out. Steve and I took a couple of hits, then handed it back to Ken. This time, he was able to hold it in without coughing. Soon the joint was gone, and Ken was high, and giggely, and more talkative. I managed to talk him out of his shirt and my mouth went dry as I surveyed his creamy, smooth skin, and his big, pink nipples. Nipples that were born to be abused. He talked about his life back in Utah on the farm, which explained his awesome body. He talked about his 4 brothers and three sisters. He talked about once, when he was younger, he spied on one of his older brothers masturbating in the barn. How it excited and scared him, but he couldn't take his eyes off his brothers cock. He talked about the few sexual encounters that he had. It turns out, they were mostly blowjobs, and he fucked a guy once. But he had never been fucked. Oh my God. I was going to impregnate a virgin Mormon boy. While he talked, Steve handed me four blue pills. Two were extasy, two were Viagra. I popped my two and told Ken to open his mouth. "What are those?" He asked through slited eyes. "Do you trust me? They're just going to make you feel real good." He just smiled at me as he popped them in his mouth and washed them down with the last of his beer. "So," I started. "Since a lot of what you've probably seen online is roll playing, can we do a little. Can I call you Eric? Can we pretend you really are Prince Eric." "Yea." He laughed. "I figured you wanted to, but I didn't know how to bring it up." "Sweet, and one more thing. Eric was nice and smooth. I want to shave your legs." "Really? I mean I don't know......" He stopped. "New things!" He pronounced. It's only hair, it'll grow back." With that, I took his hand and led him into the bathroom while Steve packed a glass pipe with some T. As I ran some bathwater, I pulled down Eric's shorts and underwear, admiring how well built his thighs were. He had a beautiful cock that was getting hard. I took the clippers to his legs first, and had them almost smooth in no time. Then I took the clippers to his bushy pubes. He didn't even object, he just let me do my work. Then I sat him in the tub. I did first one leg, then the other, then had him stand up so I could finish his crotch. His cock was rock hard and stood straight up, probably 6 inches. He moaned as I lathered his cock and balls, and carefully shaved the rest of his pubic hair. Soon, he was totally hairless, which just added to his boyish beauty. I did not touch his armpit hair though. That's a bit of a fetish for me. There is something so sexy to me about a hairless boy with hairy pits, and Eric's we're nice and bushy. After I washed him off, I wrapped a towel around him and we returned to the other room. Steve had changed into some of his leather items, including his leather jock strap. He didn't want Eric to see his mamoth cock yet. I had a really nice 8 inches, but Steve had a fat 10 inches with a big mushroom head. Guaranteed to destroy Eric's virgin hole. "One last thing." I said as I sat Eric between us on the bed. "What's that?" He asked, looking at the pipe Steve was about to smoke. "It's called Tina." She's a lot of fun. You'll like her." "Is that meth? I don't know, I've heard so many bad things about it." "Trust me my Prince." I said stroking him. "It's ok. We've been enjoying it for years. It's ok once in a while. Now, he's going to take a hit, and when he puts his mouth on yours, breath in while he exhales." I watched as the smoke passed from my partner to my new prize. After he exhaled, I held it up to his pink lips and lit the bowl, telling him to hold it until I said exhale. My cock started getting hard again as I watched his young, muscled chest expand, knowing his life would never be the same from this moment. After he blew out a big white cloud I took a hit myself, then placed my mouth on his. He didn't need to be told what to do a second time. When he exhaled, I held the pipe up to his lips. He took two hits from the pipe for our one each, so he had 8 full pipe hits, plus 8 shotgun hits from us. When we finished the pipe, is blue eyes had turned into saucers and he had a glazed look on his face. It was time for the real party to begin.

Part 4 I knew one of Steve's favourite positions for a bottom to be in, willing or not. So I grabbed the ankle restraints and the spreader bar, and quickly had Eric's feet spread wide. God, even this kids feet were beautiful! Then I attached a collar around his neck with rings that I quickly had his wrist restraints attached to. Eric didn't utter a word of protest. Steve then flipped the boy over and grabbed the spreader bar, pulling Eric down the bed untill his legs hung over the end. This way Steve could pound the shit out of him, and he couldn't go anywhere. Which is going to suck for my young prince, as Steve is a BRUTAL fucker when he's high. Steve was loading another couple of quick hits, and I decided they shouldn't be wasted when they were exhaled. I gagged Eric, and then put a gas mask over his head. After Steve took a huge hit, he blew the smoke into the tube and Eric's mask filled up with white smoke. He had no choice but to breathe it in, and it was quickly followed by another one from me. Two more hits each for us meant that was four more in total for our captive prince. This kids head must be in outer space by now. Just to be sure, I took another little shard and shoved it into the cum filled bottom. He groaned as his insudes burned again. Then Steve lined his slicked up, fat, (like I can't even get my fingers around it fat) 10 inch cock to the defensless hole before him and grabbed the kids hips. He took a deep breath, and with a roar slammed himself balls deep into Eric. The kids whole body went ridged as he threw his head back and screamed, which is exactly why I gagged him. I know Steve. I grabbed the fresh popper handkerchief and held it over the gas masks tube opening, and in a few seconds, Eric went limp again and his body sort of twitched. Steve pulled out all the way and smiled as he saw the pink tinted cum that covered his dick. I smiled too, knowing my babies were being driven even further into my little prince's body. Steve slammed himself back in again, balls deep, but this time, Eric only whimpered. I removed the gas mask, so Eric could breath better and Steve began his masterful fucking. I grabbed my phone to film some action, making sure I got some nice shots of Eric's face as his tear stained eyes winced every time Steve slammed into him. I decided to check my messages from our friends. I knew from experience that Steve's first fuck when he was high would usually last at least half an hour. I'd probably give the kid some more poppers in 15 minutes. One of the messages from Alex said that they went to a sex party and Brent was already up to 15 loads, and there were still a bunch of guys wanting a turn. He was blindfolded and tied down to a fuck bench. Exactly where he belonged. Jeffrey texted that they were at a bar, but it wasn't that exciting. Dave was trying to get this little twink to go home with them, but it wasn't looking good. I sent him a text with a couple of pics of my prince getting a pounding from Steve. I told them he was high as fuck and they should stop by later, he needs more dirty loads. He texted back with a big smiley face and said they should be back by 1:30. It was only 12:30 now, so there was plenty of time. I watched Steve powerfuck Eric for a while as Eric groaned and whimpered. Then I gave the kid some more poppers. Even with all the drugs, I know his formerly virgin ass was hurting right now. Steve was showing no mercy for this newbie. Not that I REALLY cared, mind you. And besides, once David and Jeffrey got here, that kid was going to take one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen! David had a nice 8 incher like mine. But Jeffrey, well, he was the same thickness as Steve, but a true 12 inches. Oh, and he had a big ole p.a. That kids gut was going to get torn up like nobody's business. And I couldn't wait. Finally, after fucking Prince Eric for 35 minutes, Steve grabbed a handful of the kids thick, black hair, painfully pulling his head back and forcing him to Arch his back. Steve then buried himself as deep as he could into the boy and gave him a second dirty load into his already ripped guts. I removed his gag as Steve stuck his ass slime covered dick into Eric's mouth. The boy instinctively started sucking it, probably too high to even realize it. But that's what we wanted. Then I took a medium sized metal butt plug and greased it up, sprinkling a fine dusting of Tina powder on it. This was going to make Eric's anal ring burn like fire this time, instead of his insides. Gotta keep it interesting for the kid! I waited until Steve had finished putting the spider gag in Eric's mouth, stretching it wide open. Then I rammed the plug into Eric's leaking hole and the kid whined as his anal ring burned. We didn't care, we just picked the kid up and headed into the bathroom. We had to piss and there was only one place it was going. We dropped Eric on his back in the tub. Normally, like with Brent, we would deposit our chem piss directly in his ass, but we didn't want to wash the cum loads out of Eric. They were staying in him. He looked up at us with those glassy eyes as we aimed our cocks and let go. We first filled his mouth with our two streams of piss. I didn't expect him to drink it, this was his first time after all. He would be drinking it soon enough. We soaked his face and hair, his chest, his cock, his legs and feet, everywhere. In no time he was baptized in our piss and we ran out. We carried him back to the bed and laid him on his back. In no time at all I had a metal cock cage with a urethra sound on the kid, and Steve had that and the plug hooked up to an electro box. I applied some suction nipple stretchers to his big pink tits and stretched them out a good quarter inch. Steve was a master with the electro box. He knew just how to manipulate the levels, from a mild pulse, to a surprising jolt. He had Eric's body twitching and trembling as he whined and moaned through the spider gag. I watched in wonder as Eric's caged cock emitted a continuous stream of precum. Once in a while I would lean down and lick it off his belly. It tasted so sweet. It seemed like almost no time at all when there was a knock on the door. Dave and Jeffrey had arrived.

I had my first really hot group bareback scene in a bath house in Rhode Island. We were in the steam room. He had me bent over the tile bench fucking me bare in front of everyone there. Soon a couple hot muscle beefy guys came over.... one was making out with my ex.... got him so worked up. He stepped away... giving his other buddy time to step in between him and I .... the guy he was making out with stopped and ask my ex if his buddy could feel my hole on his bare shaft. The guy asked my ex could he ride me bare. My ex nodded so the stranger started riding me bareback since he obviously felt better t without a rubber so I wasn’t stopping him! The one guy went with my ex to his room to play. He had a couple of his buddies in his room which he booted out of the room so they could play. He told them how he left his bf and this guys’mBF in the steam room taking the other guys bare cock!! All told after the three of them were done, one went back to the room... he starts fooling around with my ex and his buddy .... when another comes back... he leaves three in his room and comes back with another guy... meanwhile his raw buddy was loading my hole. The last two took turns for a bit until they nutted in me . He goes back to tell tmy ex how hot the scene was... he should not have gotten distracted... they all put about 8 loads in me... 5 of them, my ex, and a couple extras as two goes were so horned from the scene they shot in my ass twice! I was online 6-7 weeks later and one of them recognized me. Realized from my photo ass and face, I was the guy they all bred in the baths. He said how hot it was... asked how long I had been poz. I told him I was not poz. This was early 90’s, He said people don’t fuck bare in baths unless they are poz. I went to the clinic to get tested.... my results came back a week later I was still negative. I thought I dodged a bullet. I said I would not ever do something this risky again. It was such a hot scene in my memory, it couldn’t help wanting bareback more. Shortly, after I started letting more random guys fuck me bare. It turned me on because 6-7 loads I took had been poz. I must be immune as It did not get me. I went back to bath houses, video booths, and all the similar places I played before except this time I was playing only bareback. Our buddy, Tom hung out with us and would go to the tubs with me... never fucked me bare. He became good friends with my ex and I. We would play but he’d use a rubber. Until one day, we went to sunbathe at a nude beach. My ex was working so we went the two of us. He was so horny and excited to go to the nude beach. He asked me to give him road head off and on as we drove to the beach. After having blown him for a bit before we got there, my buddy was horny and boned. We spent an hour on the beach with him in various states of being boned. He said he was going for a walk on the beach and then in the dunes. I was not new to the rodeo so I knew guys cruised back there!!! Thinking to myself, how the fucker had left me here so he could play!!! In about 5 minutes, I had packed up my stuff. I grabbed the backpack and towel so I could start walking naked too in the dunes. It took only moments to see my buddy Tom fucking this guy. He asked the guy if he wanted to ride my cock too. Stupid question... of course, the other guy want two of us to fuck him bare. Tom was already barebacking the guys tight hole. We had not brought lube so I asked what he was using. Tom hands me his bottle of #2 sunning oil from HAWAIIAN Tropics. I still remember smelling coconut as I was feeling my freshly oiled cock sliding in the stranger balls deep and bare as I started to fuck his warm fuck hole! Tom and I took turns fucking our new raw playmate. Tom was getting so turned on watching me top, he could not help fucking my ass bare too while I was fucking the other dude. I shot a look back over my shoulder which he immediately responded he would not cum in me. This was too hot not to fuck my bare hole too. Shortly, some guy comes along to tell the bottom his BF was coming looking for him as he had been gone so long. I was so turned on by fucking a stranger with tanning oil. Additional, Tom was fucking me bareback for the first time. All I could was just nut in our raw stranger. We grabbed our backpacks and left the guy dripping my load before his BF showed up to see it happen. It was not late afternoon so the beach started to clear. Tom wanted to beat traffic so he suggested we head home. At this point, we were both aware, he still had not gotten off. Once we were on the highway, He again asked me road head. I enjoyed using the 30 minute drive to get home to tease his cock which had been straining to get off since the morning. My ex was still an hour or maybe more like an hour and half away. I told Tom I wanted to help get him off cause because for the third time, I teased his 8” cut thick cock until we had to stop before he could cum. I stripped naked and dropped to my hands and knees on the carpeted floor in my bedroom. We both still smelled of coconut and saltwater of the beach!! He leans in close to whisper in my ear if I had really enjoyed fucking and breeding in the dunes with him. He says tell me what you liked best? Immediately, I said the Hawaiian Tropics suntan oil being used for lube. It smell great combined with feeling a total stranger sitting on my cock bare. It was enough feeling a stranger’s BF’s naked hole on my cock, but to have him FNALLY sliding his raw poz cock in me too was just too much for me to handle. He grabbed the suntan oil, so we could fuck one more time with JUST suntan oil!!! It sent me over the edge with hi whispering his it’s not good for condoms. In fact, he says the rubbers will just break inside my bare cunt as he pounds my hungry hole like it deserved. I leaned back to his face and lips so I could tell him how I know he hates fucking me with rubbers on!! In fact, since we met, he has been needing to fuck me bare with his raw poz cock. I leaned in even more to whisper how much I knew both of us wanted to no longer pull out as his raw shaft unloaded in bare fuck hole balls deep!!! Tom fucked my ass bare for another hour swapping positions!! He was well aware my bare ass milked his condom free raw shaft. It tempted him so much slamming balls deep in my bare hole, he could not help but slow down inside me. However, We could feel his balls slapping against my bare cunt. This ONLY made us think how his low balls kept slapping against my freshly shave hole. The combination of this feeling would ultimately force him to splatter my insides with his hot poz cum. He started to slow down. He whispered that if he kept going he would quickly blow a huge load in me. In the past, He ALWAYS loved unloading inside even in a rubber!! He knew exploding in a rubber allowed him to save his load for another time. He had made a habit of freezing them. By placing the cum in an ice cube tray , he could use them another time for additional lube for fucking his ass. It had been so fucking hot that the entire day and the memory of the bareback bath house scenes, sent my hunger over the edge. I just started pushing back riding his bare cock. He realized what I was doing was adding more stimulus to his overworked cock/ He asked me if I was trying to get him off. I just moaned Uhuh. He said if I did not stop he would cum And He didn’t have a rubber on. You know that, right? All I could do was moan again and keep riding him. At this point, To, says you want my poz cum in you, don’t you. All I did was moan again!!! With this, I sent him to the top. He said, “Are you sure you really want my poz cum inside you. I rode all the way down his shaft one more time. This time he grabbed my hips, slammed his cock all the way inside me, and blew a huge load of toxic seed deep in my hole. Tom says, “I always knew you wanted me to cum in you since I found out I was poz!” As he collapses inside me, his hard cock is throbbing in me until it subsides moments later. Nearly, 2 months later, I was living in a new country as my work was relocating me for an opportunity within the organization. One of the requirements, the country wanted a battery health tests to understand my health needs now and it the future! Two days after the bloodwork testing was completed, they asked me to come back to the office. I showed up for them to tell me - The first test result I had was positive... they are required by law to test two more times to confirm the original assessment. The second test was negative... the third sample was positive. They called me in because they could not give me the news over the phone.... I was now HIV positive!! I left the office thinking I knew this day was coming. What a relief to finally know. I also knew it was someone I knew and not a random stranger.I walked to the gay bar in the downtown market. I had two close friends who worked as bartenders there. I did not want to go home alone. Instead, I sat on the stool. One friend asks what I wants for a beer. The other friend who was also my roommate knew I was not working for 3 days, so he walks down the length of the bar. He comes back with 3 liquid cocaine shooters for us. I spent the night there. My roomie and I walked towards home after the bar closed!! We did not quite make it as we walk by one of the bathhouses to get home. He says come on in my treat!! I was back to my usual routine in no time.

Chapter 1: True Dark Convert Samael slowly inhaled the scent of the bar: cigarette smoke, vapors of booze, and the oils that preserved the harsh yet slick leather gear of the patrons of the bar. He inhaled deeper; his paranormal senses reaping the sensations no mere mortal human could detect: lust, gluttony, envy, and then finally he honed in on that sweet emotion that hinted innocence. The fear was mild, being managed by bravery and courage that Samael had bestowed upon the young man but he maliciously grinned as his gaze focused on his target. Across the bar Kane sat on a wide bench trying to keep to himself while he stared with wide eyes around the bar. His nervousness would normally have kept him far from a gay leather bar but he reassured himself reading his messages. The young man had a large denim vest with cut off sleeves and had tried his best to pull off a tough guy look; even waxing his blond hair and regretting how he looked like a slick 50’s style grease-ball but the sleek shine of his skin would tell an experienced patron that he was nervous. Kane was sweating, his courage starting to question his belief in whether his contact would show. Trying once again to discreetly check the photos sent to try to find a match in the nearby crowd. “You shouldn’t hold out for a no show-” Kane heard to his side and he looked up at a middle-aged burly man holding a drink. The modest bear wore a blue and metal harness and gave a cheerful grin. “Life’s too short to wait around for patience.” The young man tried to look confident as his brain raced to respond with something witty but Kane couldn’t help but try to discreetly move back. The older bear laughed and fondled a tiny metal canister before taking a quick inhale from it. “Sometimes you gotta seize the night and jump to the exciting thrills.” Kane saw the metal canister offered to him as he heard a separate cold deep voice. “Or the boy is being obedient and waiting for a proper daddy to show him the ropes at the pace he knows is best for him.” A firm hand gripped Kane’s shoulder as the hunting stranger looked up behind his prey. At first there was a look of cool before the bear’s face dropped and he nodded before turning off. Kane’s heart started to slowly pump back to life from the uncomfortable situation before he slowly looked up past his shoulder to see his liberator. The young man nervously grinned before quietly saying “Hi”. Samael’s facial expression changed from cheerful to stern. No human would have heard those words with the loud music and voices but he distinctly addressed the greeting. “Funny, I was beginning to think you weren’t just acting for fun through the messages boy.” The observation was simple but it worked. Kane started to focus in the same mindset as he had flirted and submitted through online messages. The environment around them wasn’t such an interference as was previously feeding the boy’s nervousness as he corrected himself. “I apologize Sir, I’m adapting to this new experience and I honor the opportunity to finally meet you Sir.” Mental logic started processing quickly in Kane’s mind; trying to review as much as he consciously memorized to make sure he was following the rules that had naturally formed when talking to Samael; a man he found himself desiring to follow and learn from. He tried his best to stay as he was and not waver or move unless ordered to. Kane’s eyes had met Samael and he eagerly awaited a response to continue. Those eyes of Samael’s reflected the occasional strobe light as they drew in the young man’s gaze, reading him and the younger male’s eagerness. Samael’s face remained cold and stern as he patted his long awaited subject. “Very good boy, go get me whatever is on tap and a double shot of bourbon.” The elder ordered and firmly handed Kane some cash. Kane firmly gripped the bills and walked to the line for the bartender. He tried to look confident and firm; a slight ping of concern that he might ask for ID since he technically was 19. Luckily the facial hair had developed earlier in life than most and did add a couple of years helping him slip through the front door or so he thought. He didn’t even realize an obvious problem when he handed the cash over to pay for Samael’s order. “You’re a bit short son.” Kane looked and realized he had only been given $3. His face was surprised and instinctively tried to turn to look at Samael but caught himself before he could face defeat. It had to be a test. “Sorry about that.” A hand slipped into his pocket and Kane pulled out a $20 before trying to smoothly hand it off to the bartender. The young man’s chest sunk when he realized that was his bus ticket home and he only got back $5 from that one bill. He nervously put the cash he got from Samael in the tip jar hoping it would be suitable for that embarrassing encounter before he retrieved the beverages. Samael was wetting a cigar with his mouth and Kane got a better look at him in person on his return. The leather daddy’s beard was black reaching down to the bottom of his pecs which were covered by a leather vest unbuttoned; revealing a thick skin but what appeared to be 3 vertical scars down the front. As he approached closer with the drinks he noticed deep red outlines and highlights upon his leather gear, boots and belt holding his jeans that sternly accented his outfit. “Let’s go outside boy.” With that Samael looped his arm around the boy’s shoulder and guided him through the crowd to the outdoor patio. A grin emerged between the elder’s lips as he was anticipating making the boy squirm but had to keep his ambitions in control. He definitely couldn’t let him fully wander far with too many fallen souls to scare him off after finally luring him in. As soon as they were within the door’s range he lit the cigar and Kane shuddered, smelling the aroma; deep, rich, and a burning that was all new to him and intimidating. He especially was thrilled when Samael didn’t care to shield his exhale from the boy and Kane tried everything to avoid coughing but he couldn’t. “You’ll get used to it, it helps to develop those darker tastes we talked about.” Samael put away his lighter and tasted the beer. “Any cash left boy?” A quick response sputtered out. “No Sir.” “Oh really?” Kane felt a firm hand on the back of his neck and he was forced to face those disapproving eyes again. “So how much did it cost?” He didn’t think he would have to be forced to admit how Kane resolved the shortfall. So of course he had to be direct as he felt the pressure on spine. “It was $15 Sir.” “So how is that covered with the $3 I gave you?” Samael puffed on the cigar drawing in the smoke in his mouth. The ember from the small fire reflected wickedly in the pupils of the leather daddy’s eyes; almost scaring Kane to try to escape but all he could do was start to crumble. “I used a $20 I had to cover it.” The chest had started to release tension and relax at the confession but Samael’s brow furrowed and the unfamiliar stench of cigar smoke bombarded Kane’s breathing. “So what happened to my $3 if you blew your $20?” Samael demanded as Kane coughed. “This is what happens when you’re not direct with me boy, you choke on useless words.” Struggling to get his breath back as he felt his lungs swell a bit. “I was-” He stressed but one look at the man before he forced it out. “-ashamed Sir. For not even checking how much you gave me before I ordered your drinks. So I tipped the $3 to the bartender.” Kane had sunk to his knees and found Samael’s boots, well cared for leather with red embossed engraving and a silver emblem but he couldn’t make it out being dizzy. But kneeling before the boots changed his focus and the dominant man caught it. “Boy when I ask you a question you never lie to me and you sure as hell answer it directly. Give me what you have left and I’ll let you kiss and lick my boots.” There was a slight hesitation as Kane instinctively reached to grab the last of his currency. What was he going to do to get home? He couldn’t call his family or friends to pick him up, they would ask too many questions. Why did he have to give his safe passage home to someone he just met tonight in person? That last thought occurred right as Kane reached up holding that $5 bill to the man he was bowing before. “Good boy.” The paper slipped out of his fingers and the sensation of complete vulnerability started to sink deep within Kane. Others were watching, he felt shame overwhelming him in his emotions. But he looked up and seemed to know but not realize that was necessary. “Now you may ask, boy.” On his knees looking up, Kane could sense about a dozen sets of eyes beaming at him besides the bold pair he stared into before him. The pressure converted the anxiety into obedience and he eagerly said. “May I kiss and lick your boots, Sir?” Samael felt a ping of regret wondering if he’d passed the point and if it had interfered with his plans. He was enjoying this, forcing a man with his power to submit to this humiliation and obedience but there was a greater purpose laid out for Kane he had to commit to. “Yes boy.” As Kane crawled forward and licked the toe cap and lining of his boots, Samael tried to focus the drive. He was confident the boy before him was the perfect being to fulfill his needs but he feared he had already planted the dark ideas too forcefully now. “Get up and sit down on the bench boy.” Samael ordered and Kane seemed a bit heart-fallen as he obediently stopped and sat in the directed spot. A couple others gestured disapproval in the short discipline but they went to mind their own business. “I guess I got carried away.” Kane’s mentality seemed to shake as he saw a gentile face looking down at him. He warmed up to his developed personality and immediately went into a polite gentile response. “It’s completely fine, I feel like I might be a bit over-eager.” A smile and chuckle emerged as Samael rubbed the younger man’s head, that smile bearing into a malicious smirk out of site as he realized that Kane’s purity had preserved itself just in time. And the boy’s ambitions revealed his suspicions. Putting on his caring act he pursued his ploy “Kane, there was a question I needed to ask you that I didn’t feel was appropriate online.” The boy raised a brow, intrigued as they had discussed many [banned word] topics and kinky topics but it had all been fantasy and thoughts before, never actually playing or acting it out. Before Kane could inquire Samael asked. “What was your deepest desire when you started checking out the websites and interest in the leather community?” Kane seemed confused, not by what was asked but realizing this is what was driving him earlier when he was on his knees and his craving to submit and lick the boots had full control practically. He recognized and identified it but couldn’t seem to understand it. “Well, I…” Desperation fed by paranoia brought up panic in Kane as he started to think in a submissive manner. “Sir, I feel a purpose to-” “No, no.” Samael calmly interrupted. He softly hugged the boy to his body, feeling Kane’s hair on his chest as he squeezed and rubbed. “You haven’t seemed to answer this question yourself. And you need to fully comprehend what this ambitious purpose will result in if you continue to allow it to motivate you.” Kane felt so assured he was in the hands of pure experience and wisdom; and contributing to his eventual doomed fate it was divine truth. He was searching blindly through his mind, breaking down the sensations and trying to deduce what had led him to this point. “I needed to escape.” “From something dangerous?” “No, from….well actually it feels like I needed to escape to something dangerous.” The leather daddy’s hopes were building into gratitude in his efforts and purpose. Samael implored. “Well that doesn’t sound normal but what was holding you back from pursuing your needs?” The answer presented itself plainly before Kane but he couldn’t believe it. “No, that can’t-” Samael thought to keep the boy on track but he knew he was already in a mental tailspin to realize the truth. He knew it was inevitable at this point. “I grew up never missing Church, never hating another man or woman, being brought up to eventually follow my father’s guidance into the ministry. I’ve never known anything other than the bright spirituality of our Lord and Savior. I’ve never gotten to explore and understand the-” Kane stopped and seemed to struggle to speak the words he couldn’t comprehend. “I can help you explore the...drives and unknown things you wish to discover. But I can’t help you if you can’t identify what’s holding you back.” Samael motivated, waiting to hear what he had patiently waited for nearly in four months. Kane stuttered, almost as if he was about to cry but then an emotion helped him conquer the uncertainty and build determination: doubt. “I have to escape from my own purity.” Samael couldn’t help himself, he chuckled eventually laughing with a boom as he squeezed and held Kane tighter. The boy was concerned initially that he had said something foolish but the laugh brought a chill of wickedness that grew concerning. Before he could contemplate another thought of concern Samael released him from the hug and leaned down. “Boy, I can help you escape from Purity once and for all.” Kane heard those words and instead of relief a burning drive erupted in him that caused a yearning for unrestrained freedom but alerted his spiritual sense of self preservation and control. “But-...what will happen to me-” “More than likely you will slowly start to escape from the bounds of purity as this world was born in Sin and temptations assure no escape. You find a yearning to indulge and enjoy the satisfaction of Sin but your spiritual clarity won’t let you damage your reputation of a pure soul, will it?” Kane felt trapped between himself and a guiding power of undeniable logic that was trying to save him. “But what will happen to my soul?” Samael thought to take a gamble, but he was afraid that he would lose control and devour the young man before him. But there was no other alternative; he needed that final motivation. Samael voided the gap between Kane and him, bringing their lips in a deep and passionate kiss while forcing his essential hunger to subside with great effort. Samael broke the kiss, struggling for air and so was Kane. The young man panted heavily wide eyed at the man who had broken the illusion secretly harming himself. “What will happen to your life? This is your time and place to make the choices that fulfill your purpose.” Kane’s face was in a state of wonder and epiphany before he sternly looked at the man he needed. “Help me.” The foul being revealed it’s malicious smile at the boy as he exploited the surrender. Kane’s expression didn’t even falter as his capulation was determined. “You weren’t going to need that money for the bus anyway. I’m taking you home to corrupt you.” Kane’s hands had been tied, his eyes blindfolded, and ordered to remain quiet and to clear his heads of all thoughts. After the realization of what he needed most from his desires he thought that last order would be quite impossible but a fog seemed to manifest in his thoughts; slowing the transition of his logical thinking or any sense of question. In those rigid moments before he succumbed to this mental state he thought he might have been drugged but it was nonetheless the ability of a fallen angel. Samael didn’t release the mental fog until Kane’s body was fully restrained upon a round stone altar with his own symbol bestowed since before time. The boy’s body was fully exposed to the light of the burning oils and lamps that casted glowing reflections upon statues, metal emblems, and artifacts unfamiliar to humans for millennia that cast swirling shadows around the room. The only natural light that didn’t emit from a malevolent object were sparse lights from the city trying to reach in from the skylights of the warehouse roof. But even the stars would not show through to the lair of sinful bounds pulsing from the pit of the abandoned factory basement. Knowing he had to work quickly before his window would close forever and Kane would be lost to the primal inhibitions of mankind, Samael sliced through the palm of his hand before smearing it on the center of Kane’s back chest. The warm blood started to increase in temperature and start to burn the skin causing the offering to call out. “What have I done?!” Kane bellowed into the altar, unable to move as he felt the searing mark his skin before vanishing into vapor. “You have betrayed your soul, banishing your sense of purity from it and denying its purpose.” Samael replied back, yelling boldly to echo and impact his victim. He could sense the one emotion building up in Kane’s soul that he needed most of all to pull him through and use him as a host. There was a lack of fear, shame, or doubt; guilt was overcoming the boy who willingly fell before wicked intent. “I beg Mercy! I pray for Salvation from our lord and savior! Condemn my wretched soul once you save me from the wicked!” Samael grinned, Kane’s subconscious thoughts were being manipulated against him and generating guilt; the one sentiment that would preserve the purity long enough for him to harvest and manifest the new being. He couldn’t help but enjoy the mental torment Kane was subjecting, in a way to himself. Especially as his blood continued to mystically mark his skin in long forgotten patterns and phrases that were channeling changes to the host body. “You deserve none. God will not follow you here and I will be your savior through darkness and whatever light you may try to face. Your own body betrays your sense of innocence as it reveals what your true desires ache for.” Kane’s body vibrated with blissful sensations and soon his cock achingly grew erect; the full shaft sliding across the altar as pre-cum barely helped; the friction scraped his cock head as it dragged across the rough stone surface. The light scratches burned as the blood triggered a reaction from the altar and amplified masochist desires in Kane. The mere human cried out for release from this distress; sensations he couldn’t fathom corresponding all at once upon him. The wretchedness of what occurred before him caused Samael’s own cock to pulse with veins that turned into a deep unholy black. Samael’s body reacted to the progression of the ritual, slowly revealing the spiritual being within as it’s lust for the event grew immense. The pupils in his eyes had grown dark before emitting red glimmers of immoral radiance. Hairs in his beard had changed to silver and white; the patterns showing grim age and an abominable reflection around the face of what used to be human. The piercings on his body showed ancient dark symbols that pulsed and glowed in random sequence as the muscles near each emblem fed with each surge in demonic energy. Fangs snarled as a long tongue emerged from the mouth of the body as claws grew and stretched in a fierce method from the man’s bare feet and knuckles. There was no longer a grin, or hint of any corrupt joy upon the being as it stared hungrily with a purpose at the human flailing against the metal restraints. The full leather harness complimented the body as it grew and warped. It showed the cursed symbol of Samael and a demonic symbol that ended with sharp, clawed biohazard symbols, glimmering a vicious red amongst the unnatural shadows. A deep voice erupted as the being approached it’s victim. “Your purity is no longer bound to your soul, you have denied your right to approach the gates of paradise.” Samael’s cock completely swelled to a fierce fourteen inches with bulbs and ridges; inspiring intimidating thoughts of sinister repercussions. “You will surrender your purity to the birth of a grim being to be bonded to you; grow with it in strength, presence and corruption as you walk among the earth. You will surrender your body to God’s venom and let it course through your veins till your body turns to ash. Allow the dark one within you to grow upon the life suffering of mankind through the venom as it contaminates you and any body you bond with as one.” Kane gasped in horror with his sentence even as his thoughts profusely echoed in his mind. He felt the restraints vanish without a sound in the shadows as he heard Samael step up on the altar. He turned over, slowly crawling back as terror started to grow. The boy recognized the being nearly twice his size in height as the monstrosity version of the leather daddy. And yet with all emotions and wicked pressures weighing on him he still strangely felt the yearning to submit. “Sir!” Kane pleaded as he climbed forward and fully bowed nude before the demonic master. “I beg of you, I pledge my servitude in whatever time and commitment submitted as I am. To fulfill in any way adoration of you as my master.” Samael paused his approach as he maliciously started laughing at the human and suddenly Kane gasped as his own voice bellowed in his head; different phrases all at once but each one clearly distinct before and after. “I will serve you with full commitment, Sir.” “I want to be owned by you Sir.” “Your will shall be my fate, Sir.” “I do not want to know purity by your will, Sir.” “I want to be corrupted by your will, never questioning my dark desires and ambitions, Sir.” “I want to earn the right to call you my master, Sir.” Kane deeply panted in confused lust as his cock dribbled pre-cum with endless fathom at the self realization of what he had just heard from deep within. He heard from Samael “You have already surrendered yourself to your deepest desires. Your plea is of no necessary matter even to you.” Kane felt a weird mix of defeat yet fulfillment, wanting to feel foolish it took him this long to realize what he wanted but before he could contemplate he saw a muscled clawed foot before him and he looked up, seeing all the dark, toxic, and malicious tattoo’s, markings, and scars etched on the scuffed muscles before his eyes met the captivating glare of his master. “Now submit to your desires and receive what I shall bestow upon you.” The faulted man gazed over the glowing biohazard markings constrained within a pentagram, and the symbol he strangely trusted was the one bonded to the mythical being before him. With barely any struggle, Kane turned around on all fours and presented his body before the dark being. “Please Sir, I gladly accept and honor what you are about to grant me.” Kane heard a roar of hunger before he felt the force of Master Samael pinning him and prostrating him with the unholy toxic cock. The nerves overloaded with severe pain and emotional despair that his brain started to pass out but his master halted that human function first. The shaft was still intruding the bowls of Kane, causing the human to scream out in excruciating pain as he felt his virgin hole torn and shredded. As his conscious mind attempted to make peace with his fate he gagged as he felt an invading tongue and gnawing kiss. Master Samael was invading Kane’s other hole and choking him with his profane tongue. The human who had discarded himself from his initial species initially thought it was to extend the torture but as he retched he felt an intimate factor. Kane’s eyesight was getting fuzzy with what was happening to him but he thought he saw his new demonic master express a sense of devotion in his work upon Kane; however he didn’t realize it was in more ways than one. Samael’s abilities concentrated as he invaded deeply into the human being; tuning in to match the spiritual connections of Kane and starting to viciously attack it. He had to break through to the soul so he could use Kane’s purity and innocence as long as they could both trap it. Samael was incredibly surprised; he truly had found the perfect human to fulfill his purpose. His feat would have been nearly impossible if Kane hadn’t been able to accept his actions and ambitions as his own and fulfill them without regret. His purity would have easily escaped as fear would have denounced his ambitions. And he had already corrupted too many mindless poz pigs over the decades. Despite Kane’s surrender to his demonic master his soul was still resilient and unable to deconstruct with any human will on itself. Samael’s attempts were proven fruitful though as eventually the human’s soul fell apart and imploded; it’s spiritual entities of morals, purpose, ambitions scattering and revealing it’s core purity. This was quickly and wholly engulfed by Samael with malicious and savory success. And for once the demon felt the pieces that had once been Kane and felt a slight emotion of regret. With their bodies, Samael started to glow violently as he stressed difficulty containing and holding the essence that was toxic in a way to all malevolent beings. Like radiation it was severely damaging the demonic master but with the talismans on his leather harness he overcame the core entrapment that had once claimed Kane. “Soon my slave, you will boast how this part of you that restrained you with such irrelevant purpose in life was corrupted and enabled you to spread blissful toxic lust.” The demon growled as he exploited the entity inside him into a fowl spiritual being. Unfortunately with Kane’s soul shattered, his body simply reacted to the physical sensations that he could feel: intense pain, the pressure from Samael’s body, tongue and shaft. His eyes listless and void, Kane would never be close to human again once Samael’s curse was completed. “Finally, I can enjoy this act of unholy initiation…” Samael was relieved as he withdrew his tongue from the front orifice of the body he was raping, allowing it to breathe properly. The demonic shaft, however, swelled and pulsed as not only would it be a charged toxic demon load, but one that would infuse another spiritual entity. As the demon plunged it’s profane dick into the human body it snarled. “You were so easy in the end to surrender to me. If it wasn’t for your purpose I would have corrupted your body long ago and kept you as a submissive slave even in human form.” Heavy amounts of blood and feral yellow bodily fluids squirted and dribbled out of Kane’s ass as Samael’s member plunged in. “I barely could contain myself waiting this long. But I had to entrap you in the purest form possible. And now that I know what you’re capable of, I can hardly regret forcing you through this.” The body’s anal region was pulverized as the shaft continued to forcibly invade. The demon seed was already dripping and corrupting it on a biological level: the HIV virus rapidly corrupting the cells with a toxic strain synthesized after years of mutations and transfers. The altar was vibrating with an ominous tone as it responded to the blood mixing between innocent and malice. Samael shuddered in bliss, barely keeping himself up. “You will pass this on with dark intent to innocent humans like you once were” Samael grunted as he could feel his member plunge deep into the muscles and tissues. He could only imagine how much blood he had infected mutilating Kane’s body like this. However he sneered; feeling a dark and twisted sensation as he got suddenly stimulated and his shaft started to rapidly swell. “Not only will you be pozzing humans like I would have inevitably done to you, but you shall be given more. You will help me in rescuing humans from their purity that they have used to enslave themselves. Behold the gift that I force upon your existence!” The skin tissue on Samael’s shaft started to harden as it expanded, forcing the brutally raped hole to stretch even further. Crystallized shards of demon cum started to emit from the slit and encased themselves in the blood drenched bowels to slowly transform the body into a malevolent being of darkness. The deep pants and groans coming from the dark beast grew rapid and quicker until a deep breath was forced and a shrieking roar bellowed from the jaws as an abominable orgasm ripped through him. Jets of demonic cum varying from potent yellow to toxic black rocketed from the slit and flooded the former human body it had mated with. The blood rapidly fused and started to change with a dark shadow genetic structure; the new demonic DNA spreading and corrupting other parts of the body in what would be a painful and masochistic thrilled sensation. The grim eyes of Kane slowly began to gain a sense of life as his spiritual entity was formed with a modified evolution. The former human feeling a sense of confusion, intense pain, and overwhelming sensations tying dark bliss and sadistic intent clawed at the surface of the altar as he called out in his state of wretchedness. He felt a slimy tongue wrap around him and invade his mouth. Kane suckled the tongue with intrigue, finding it almost calming to the overwhelming impacts that were erupting through his body. It was the only kindness he received as it guided him into a kiss with the mate that had remade him. The act passionately invigorated lust as it continued to plunge it’s rear member into him, forcing the seed it spawned deeper. It reassured the new formed demon of its place was well intended and in a way safe within the will of the monstrosity that had made him. With that it’s master allowed the sensations to overwhelm what was human to allow the new being to pass out in peace.

Jake let out a low groan as Mikey pulled his bloated prick from the boys tight ass, gently slipping the gauged ring from his glistening ring as a trail of mikeys seed drooled from the tops hole. Mikey sighed and began unstrapping the panting boy, who immediately reached down to fondle his cock. "did you like that?" Jake smiled at the boy, still plugged full of his cock. "uh huh" he nodded lazily. "im sure Jake would love to keep going again, wouldnt you?" Mikey offered as he snapped a few quick pictures of the two mated together, covered in sweat. Jake looked into clints eyes as he pulled his slippery cum coated cock out of Clint, and slowly drove it back in, watching the boy grunt and groan in satisfaction as his hand splashed up and down his own cum covered prick. "you can cum for me again cant you clint?" Jake slowly sped up his thrusts as the prior load began to leak out of his pussy and around Jakes tool. "oh god yes make me cum" Clint begged, Jake was all too eager to deposit another load into the boy when mikey straddled the boy. "Give him the first few shots, and then finish up inside me" Jake nodded eagerly as he reached down dip his fingers in mikeys pussy. "oh god im gonna cum" clint squealed as his ass clamped down hard on Jake and began its milking once more. "there ya go, shoot that cum baby" Jake moaned as he reached down to take hold of his sloppy cock. "one for you..." Jake mumbled, as he pulled back to fire his first shot of cum into the boys gaped cunt. "and one for you" he quickly slid his cock against Mikeys soft pussy and pushed, draining his remaining jizz into the hungry bottom.

When I was a student I started cruising for sex in public toilets and parks and had the time of my life. Ever since then I've totally got off on having sex in public or semi-public places and over the years that has lead to some really horny experiences. In general I am viewed as sensible and measured and as someone who makes sound decisions, both at work and in my personal life. Most people who know me have no idea I totally get off on risky sex - the riskier the better. A couple of years ago I was having a drink with some friends in a straight pub in West London. It was early evening and the bar was quite full with an after work crowd. When I went to the bar to get some more drinks it took me a while to get served and as I looked around my eye caught the eye of a ginger guy in a smart dark blue shirt and darlk trousers who was drinking with a crowd of colleagues. They all looked in their late 20s, early 30s and had clearly all had a few drinks as they had become quite loud and I learned from their conversation that they all worked for a large firm of solicitors in central London and were having drinks to celebrate someone's birthday. I had been checking the ginger guy out and he had clearly noticed as he was now checking me out. I really didn't think anything would come of it as I got the drinks and rejoined my friends but every now and then he looked over at me and after a while we were both cruising each other. I still didn't think anything was going to happen but after he had sunk a few more drinks he made his way towards the toilet and blatently cruised me on his way past. I waited a moment or two and then excused myself and made my way to the toilet. The ginger guy was standing at one of the urinals, swaying slightly as he pissed heavily. As I entered the toilet he turned towards me and grinned, making no effort to hide his cock, which I could see was already half hard. I unzipped my trousers and moved in next to him. By the time he finished pissing, his cock was hard and so was mine. He reached out and took my cock in his hand and soon we were wanking each other. After a miute or two he stopped and stuffed his cock back into his pants. I was disappointed but knew it was too risky to continue what we were doing. The ginger guy motioned to me to follow him and to my surprise, instead of heading back to the bar, he turned the other way. A door was half open at the end of the passage and he pushed it and went out. I followed him and found we were in an alleyway at the side of the pub. I could see a load of barrels and crates at the end of the alley and guessed it was a storage area for the bar. There didn't seem to be anyone about and soon my pants were down and the ginger lad was sucking my cock. He sucked me really well and I was really turned on, but just as I was getting close to cumming, he stopped sucking me and stood up. He grinned drunkenly at me and then turned round and pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over. I was even more turned on now - I knew I was taking a big risk but I couldn't resist. He reached around and pulled his cheeks apart and I pushed my wet cock againts his arsehole. A little to my surprise, my cock slid up him quite easily and he grunted and bent forward as I began to fuck him bareback, right there in the alleyway, his trousers and pants at his knees and his smart blue shirt pushed up his back. I knew we would have to be quick so I didn't hold back. I fucked him slowly at first and then I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him harder as he gave satisfied little moans. I had followed him to the toilet hoping that something might happen but I had never thought for a minute that I would end up with my cock up his arse and I enjoyed every minute of the fuck. I was getting close now and after a few more thrusts I began to cum in him. I hadn't cum for quite a few days and I knew I was shooting a big load into his arse. When I had finished cumming I pulled out his arse and he grinned at me as we both pulled our pants up. A few minutes later we were both back in the bar and I was really turned on by the fact that none of my friends or any of his colleagues knew that he had drunkenly offered his arse in the alley and now had a big load of cum in him. I had enjoyed another risky public fuck a year or so before I split with my long term partner when I had a meeting one afternoon in a city on the south coast about seventy miles from London. I had been a bit late in leaving and traffic was quite heavy on the way into the city so I was still running a bit late and I then I realised I had missed the turning for the car park the meeting organisers had suggested. I found another car park after a while but it was pretty full and I had to go right up to the top floor. I was not in the best of moods now but eventually I found a space and parked the car. A young black guy parked in the space next to me and as we entered the lift together we exchanged a few remarks about the traffic. He was dressed very smartly in a shirt and tie and smart black trousers and as the lift descended I couldn't help noticing that he was packing what looked like a sizeable cock in the front of his smart trousers. He suddenly looked straight at me and I knew he had reaslised I was checking him out. He didn't seem to mind though - if anything he seemed amused and I noticed that the outline of his cock was now even more obvious in his trousers. As he exited the lift he grinned at me and I smiled back. The meeting was long and boring and it was after six by the time it finished. I made my way back to the car park and entered the lift. Just as the doors were closing I heard the sound of footsteps and pressed to hold the door open. It was the black guy I had encountered earlier and he grinned at me and said "Thanks mate," as he entered the lift. We travelled up to the top floor in silence and made our way back to our cars. The car park was pretty empty now and only a few cars remained on the top floor. He grinned at me again as he took off his jacket and placed it carefully on the back seat of his car and then asked me how my day had been. I told him and he grinned again and told me his day hadn't been much better. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to get into his car and I noticed that he was standing with his legs spread and once again I could see the outline of his cock in his trousers. He looked straight at me and a short time later I was folllowing him into a little recess area just behind where our cars were parked. The car park was a bit run down and I couldn't see any signs of CCTV and soon his cock was out and I was down sucking him off. I had guessed from the bulge in his trousers that he had quite a big cock and I was not disappointed. He sighed as I sucked his cock and then licked his balls for a while before taking his cock back into my mouth. I enjoyed every minute of sucking his cock and I was now really horny to be fucked but I didn't know if he would be up for that and also I knew I couldn't take him without lube, Then I remembered something and told him to wait for a minute. I went quickly back to my car and, as I had thought, found a little pack of lube in the pouch of my bag. I was soon sucking his cock again and then I stood up and asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He looked at me. "I don't have a condom," he said. I told him he could fuck me without a condom if he wanted. "Are you sure, mate?" he asked and when I nodded his eyes lit up. A short time later I was bent over and he was pushing his cock slowly but surely up my arse. I groaned and he gave me a minute to get used to his cock and then began to fuck me. Although we were in the little recess area, we weren't really hidden from sight and anyone coming to that part of the car park would soon have realised what we were doing. I was really turned on by being fucked bareback in a run down car park in a recess that smelt strongly of piss and I told him to fuck me harder. I hadn't been fucked for a while and certainly not by a cock as big as this one and I was close to cumming as his breathing got heavier and he panted "I need to cum....oh fuck.....I need to cum....can I cum in your arse, mate?" I didn't get the chance to answer - I could feel that he was already cumming in me and I shot my load out in front of me as he loaded my arse. Soon I was driving back up the motorway towards London, enjoying the pleasant, wet sensation of my cum filled arse. A couple of years later I was spending a few days in Munich, a city I was not particularly familiar with. That year they were having a major safe sex campaign and there were billboards and posters of both straight and gay couples all over the city encouraging people to use condoms. Despite this, I had enjoyed some horny bareback sex when I visited a club on the Friday night -the club was busy and there was certainly no shortage of lads willing to take it up the arse without a condom. On the Saturday night I met a friend for dinner in a restaurant in the west of the city. It was quite late when I left him and made my way to get the tram back into the city centre. As I waited for the tram I saw two lads coming along the other side of the road. They were fooling around and had both clearly had a few drinks. They stopped at the tram stop on the other side of the road and I noticed they now had their arms around each other. I had assumed they were a couple of straight lads on a night out but now I realised they were a couple and as I watched, they waved across the road at me. I smiled and waved back and then they kissed each other. I smiled again as I watched them fooling around. One lad was stocky with a really nice chunky arse and the other was tall and dark haired and looked to be slightly younger. They kissed again and then the dark haired lad said something and the other lad nodded. To my surprise they came across the road towards me and smiled at me again as they made their way towards a gap in some billboards behind the tram stop. I couldn't quite believe I was being cruised by two fit young lads but then the dark haired lad turned round and motioned to me to follow them. A minute later I was behind the billboard on some waste ground with the two lads. We stood for a moment and then they started kissing again. The dark haired lad pulled me towards them and soon I was kissing the other guy, who had told me his name was Timo, as the dark haired lad (whose name I didn't catch) got down on his knees. I still couldn't quite believe this was happening but a short time later Timo and I had our pants down and were kissing each other hard as the dark haired lad took turns sucking on our cocks. I could taste the alcohol on Timo's breath as he kissed me and this, together with the smell of his aftershave, made me even hornier. The dark haired lad sucked Timo's cock for a while and then started sucking me again. I was getting close now and looking forward to blowing my load in the dark haired lad's mouth when he stood up and kissed me. I was just thinking this couldn't get any hornier when, to my surprise, Timo pushed his pants and trousers right down and bent forward as the dark haired lad said "Do you want to fuck him?" Seconds later I was standing behind Timo and as I pushed my finger into his arse I found it was wet and lubed with what I was fairly sure was cum. I wondered where they had been and what they had been doing as I positioned my cock against Timo's arsehole and pushed. My cock slid up him easily and I began to fuck him as the dark haired guy watched. I knew I wouldn't last very long and after about ten or twelve thrusts I shot my load up Timo's arse. A short time later the two lads got on a tram and waved cheerfully at me as it pulled away. It was a totally unexpected encounter and an extremely horny one. I loved the way they had cruised me so blatently in the street and was turned on by the way Timo had offered his arse so willingly and by the fact that I obviously had not been the first guy to fuck him that night. My tram arrived and I got on, noticing as it pulled away that we had fucked behind a billboard with a huge safe sex poster on it. It was about six months later when I had another horny fuck. I woke really early one morning and could not get back to sleep - I had been working hard and had too much on my mind. After a while I decided I might as well get up and after I had showered and had some toast I decided I would go and do some shopping at a nearby supermarket which was open 24 hours a day. It was just after 6am when I got there and, although the supermarket was not particularly busy, there was quite a queue at the self service tills, which are the only ones open at that time in the morning. I was standing behind a dark haired guy in a beanie hat who had arrived in the queue at the same time as me. I had let him go first and he had thanked me and remarked on how busy the supermarket was. We started chatting and he told me he was from Poland and had been in London for a few years now. He told me he was on his way home after working night shift at the airport. We ended up cruising each other in the car park and once I had put my shopping in the boot of my car, he motioned to me to follow him and soon we were in some bushes on a bit of wasteland behind the supermarket and I was sucking his cock. It was still dark and I could see the headlights of the cars flashing by on the road just on the other side of the bushes as I sucked him. I could tell he was really into getting sucked and I wanted to see if he was up for going further. I motioned to him to turn round and, after hesitating for a moment, he turned round and pulled his pants down below his arse. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. His hole was quite hairy and a bit funky but I didn't care and he moaned as I licked his hole. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to push the head of my cock against his wet hole. He shook his head. "No," he said "Only with condom." I told him I didn't have a condom and continued to push my cock against his hole. He shook his head again. "No, only with condom." he repeated. He didn't stop me though as I pushed my cock against his hole again and he groaned as the head of my cock entered his arse. I was sure he would stop me then but instead he groaned again and then pulled his pants down to his knees and bent forward. I knew he wasn't going to stop me now and I pushed my cock slowly up his arse and then began to fuck him. I fucked him hard and fast and he was moaning now "Oh yes.....yes.....fuck me....fuck me.." I was close to cumming now and I thought he might ask me to pull out but he didn't say anything as I began to shoot what felt like a massive load of cum up his arse. He didn't say anything as we made our way back to the car park and I wondered if he was regretting letting me fuck him without a condom. I thought he had probably only intended to let me suck him off when he cruised me in the car park and had certainly not thought he would end up gettng his arse loaded with cum in the bushes. It was another totally unexpected and horny bareback fuck and I loved the fact that, like so many other guys, he had started off insisting on a condom and had ended up letting me breed his arse. Part 2 to follow

So any of you that follow my stories may know that I got annoyed with unnecessary editing to my stories, and that I wouldn't write anymore here. Well I have been writing stories on Nifty, which is nice because I can write about things there that I can't write here. But I did miss not being able to share Chem stories, and I do enjoy writing some messed up shit, so I will try BZ again and hope I don't have the same issues. _____________________________________ Part 1 My partner and I are big Disney fanatics. And for me, Prince Eric was the ultimate. That perfect dark hair, and those big, blue eyes, topped by those awesome thick brows. Then there was that perfect square jawline, and sweet, boyish smile. And that body, so perfectly smooth. Defind, but still twinkish. Yea, I had the hots for a cartoon, but that's not so weird. I had jerked off many times imagining ruining his perfect life. So one year we planned a trip to Disney world for gay day. We made it a five day trip with two other couples we were friends with, all of who were into the leather scene. We were all in our 40's and pretty good looking. None of us were totally muscular, but we weren't completely out of shape. We had bellies, and most of us were pretty hairy. One couple, Joe and Alex even had their own boy, a sweet little blond twink. Not that hair colour mattered as it was always buzzed short. It was of course much easier to deal with various hoods and such that way, as he spent lots of time in full leather or rubber. He was barely 22, named Brent. He was pretty small, what you would call "fun size" I guess. Of course, we had all used him many times before, friends share, right? And he had been trained to take any cock his Master's wished him too, which was particularly great for our little group since we were all Hiv+. It wasn't always easy to find a bareback bottom. But Brent was a good little cumdump. So the seven of us got a nice hotel in Orlando. The other couple, Dave and Jeffrey flew down, but Joe, Alex, Brent, me and my partner Steve, rented a van and drove down. It was a 12 hour drive, but this way we were able to bring our leather gear and toys and what not, as well as plenty of party supplies to last us the four days. We had four 8 balls of Tina, a bunch of extasy, some G, weed, and plenty of bottles of fresh poppers. And besides, the long drive isn't so bad when you got a boy to keep you occupied. At one point, I was in the passenger seat, and he was on me naked, riding my cock when we passed a trucker. He looked down and honked at us and we ended up pulling over and letting him have a turn on Brent's hole. And I'll tell you, there are few things hotter than watching a big, fat, black cock pounding a skinny little white boy. Plus, we didn't have to stop to piss. Brent drank down every bit we gave him. When he had to piss, he just did it in a jug that we would dump out the window. So here we are, gay day at the park, high on weed and extasy, all wearing our leather pride shirts, leather caps, and leather boots. Brent of course was wearing leather shorts with a wife beater and a collar and leash. About half the day in, I spotted him. There he was, Prince Eric in person. And the actor they had playing him did NOT disappoint! He was 100% the personification of the ultimate Disney Prince. "There he is! There he is!" I said excitedly, grabbing Steve's hand, feeling like a little child. I instantly broke out in a sweat. Of course the heat and the extasy didn't help much. I just stood there watching him interact with the other guests. He was so perfect, and my cock got hard in my pants as I imagined him on his knees with my dick in his mouth, with those pink, pouty lips, looking up at me with those big blue eyes, tears running down as I grabbed his thick, dark hair and made him choke on my cock. "Come on silly!" Said Steve as he dragged me toward my fantasy boy. Eric saw us approaching and flashed us a big white smile with his perfect teeth, which I'm sure he does to everyone. This is Disney after all. I had butterflies in my stomach as we approached him. Of course I really didn't expect anything more than a picture, but I was glad I was high, because I could at least embarrass myself and not give two shits about it. "Are you enjoying the Magic Kingdom?" Eric asked as he smiled at us. "Oh yeah!" I replied as I got next to him while Steven took pictures on the phone. "And you are my highlite!" I gushed at him. "I love Prince Eric." I said as I gazed down into his eyes. "Well thank you, kind sir." He replied in an awe shucks kind of way as his cheeks flushed. "That's very flattering." We chatted for a moment when he leaned into me and whispered, "I like your shirt." Well what the fuck? Did Prince Eric just flirt with me? My cock got harder in my pants as I imagined the nasty, degrading, perverted things I wanted to do to this boy. And like I said, thank God for the drugs, or I never would have done what I did next. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a business card. Steve and I had some printed up with our first names and our phone number in case we ran into interesting people we might want to party with. I casually passed the card to Eric as I shook his hand. I leaned in and whispered, "I'd love to have a drink with you when your off shift." Oh God, how can I embarrass myself like that? But to my surprise, he glanced at the card and discreetly tucked it into his costume. "I'll call you." He whispered back. Then he turned away as more people approached him. I hurried back to Steven who asked, "Did you actually give him our number?" "Yea, can you believe that?" I replied. "What did he say?" "That he would call me." "Holy shit! You lucky [banned word]!" "Oh come on, that's never going to actually happen! Disney characters get hit on ALL the time! He was just being nice." Imagine my shock when my phone rang at 8 o'clock that night. "Oh hey, it's Ken." Said a voice, followed by a brief silence. "Um, you probably know me as Prince Eric?" I almost dropped the fucking phone.

Decided on another neighborhood walk for the 4th of July to see if anyone was shooting off fireworks. Headed out about 9pm as it was just getting dark wearing a red tank top and jockstrap and blue gym shorts with my red Nikes and a good flashlight. Was surprised by just how many families were outside with either fireworks or sparklers. Before I knew it I was back in that part of the neighborhood and just thinking about what happened last time I started to get a hardon. Got to the house and he was outfront in a lawnchair with a buddy sipping beers watching fireworks that just started across the street. I started to turn around and head home but he called me over to join them. Asking if I wanted a beer as they both had one. I said sure and followed him in the house to get one. His friend followed too. He opened the fridge and I saw the beer was in the bottom bin so I bent over to grab one. He noticed the red jock as he patted me on the butt. I jumped not knowing what to think of his friend. But all was calm. He suggested we sit on the back porch with our beers as a more private place to watch the fireworks. I felt the vibe especially after the second beer on the couch between them. One thing led to another and I found myself naked between them with just my jockstap and Nikes on with both of their hard cocks showing thru their shorts. I took turns sucking on both their cocks to the sounds of the neighbor's fireworks going off. One to the next until the host started playing with my ass as I sucked his friend. First one finger then two and finally three. I heard some clothes rustling and then felt his cock starting to enter my fuckhole. No lube except for his dripping cock. He pounded my ass as I continued to suck on his buddy til he came. His buddy asked if he could have a turn as his wife was out of town. He fucked me like he hadn't had sex in awhile and loaded me up good. We finished our beers and then the fireworks stopped. I walked home in the dark with cum dripping down my leg. When I got home I ate what cum I found that was left and went to bed.

Nathan backed out of Jake and I watched as his stomach flattened, now emptied of its meaty black intruder. Jake was almost still as I lifted off his face but he started to show signs of life almost straight away. Nathan indicated that he wanted to swap positions and I was more than keen to get back inside Jake and see if he felt any different. As I slid inside him, things seemed pretty much the same. He didn't feel particularly wet or more open, but as I went deeper I realised that I couldn't even feel his second ring anymore, all I could detect was a velvety texture washing over my cock head, wrapping itself around my PA. I attacked his cunt from multiple angles, just feeling more of the same. Nathan grinned at me: "you like it in there? I knocked out a few walls for you, he's open-plan now" "It feels amazing. Not we, not dry, not tight at all. I can't feel you cum though, it looked like you came a bucket load" "He'll have absorbed it straight away. Either that or it's sitting in a little pocket somewhere too deep for you" Meanwhile, Nathan was hovering over Jake's face as the kid tongues him. I knew Nathan bottomed occasionally and his hole opened up nicely allowing Jake full access to his musky manhole. "Clean me out cunt boy. Get in there deep", he commanded, and Jake complied, going crazy for his taste. "You've really shredded him up, man, it feels great in here" my cock was loving the delicate massage that it was getting and I could feel I was getting close. Up at the other end, Nathan was getting rougher, smothering Jake as he wanked his big cock, his balls still seemingly with more to give. I could hear Jake struggling for breath once again as Nathan held him inside his arse cheeks for progressively longer periods as he wanked his meat, two-handed. "I'm gonna blow soon", I told him. "Don't worry, I already knocked him up, ain't no way your white seed is dislodging my DNA from this piece of cunt" His words spurred me on, and I drove in even harder and at a rougher angle. When I saw my own PA outlined inside the ruined kid, it sent me over the edge and I growled loudly to announce my imminent seeding. Nathan was close to and he ground his ass down on to Jake's face, pushing his hole open and silently farting into the kid. "breathe me in, you worthless piece of shit!!!" he howled as both our cocks exploded...his coating my abs and my own painting the inside of Jake's hollowed out abdomen.

Had my first sex party since shutdown in March. I was fucked and bred by multiple guys at a July 4th social and sex party. It went on until around 3am. I feel asleep properly used between big toys and lots of cock use including double penetration and woke up with my fat penis engorged and hard and my loose ass hungry for more. I need more of this...

"Dinner Guests?" trissa smiled in her sports bra and bikini bottom at the two as they stood in the doorway. "of course! i didnt know what to bring so i brought something sweet" Caitlin raised the bottle of wine in her right hand, "and something savory" she nodded to Tucker. "Trissas pendulous breasts pressed against Tuckers masculine frame as she stepped forward to slip her tongue into his mouth for a deep kiss, gliding her palm against the warm rising cock in his shorts. "mmmm such a pretty boy, you know just what I like" she smiled. "So heres the thing we're kind of having a ladies evening tuck, you know, cocktails and a pool party, but we're skinny dipping." Trissa bit her lip, glancing at Caitlin as she began disrobing. "Oh we love pool parties, theyre the best!" Caitlin beamed, hopping about on one leg as she peeled her shorts off. "So how about it Tuck, do you feel comfortable with a little party?" Tucker glanced at Caitlin, stripping her top off. "Sure that sounds okay" he bashfully replied, stripping his tshirt off as Trissa slid his shorts down. "Im so glad you came Caitlin, this party needed a little charcuterie" Trissa gently lifted the boys heavy balls in her hand as she gulped his prick into her hungry mouth. "see? shes really good isnt she?" Caitlin eased her legs apart as Trissa reached between them to slip a finger inside. "his cum?" she asked curiously, sliding off Tuckers cock for a moment of inquisition and slurping her digit clean. "yeah Tucker loves cumming inside." Caitlin grinned as Tucker just nodded. "god i wish i had that load too" Trissa mumbled, as she stroked the heavy cock a few more times and rose to her feet. "but we have a friend to meet! shes a nice neighbor who stopped by to say hello" "meet amanda" Trissa gestured to the intoxicated red headed woman slumped in the pool chaise. "Amanda honey this is Caitlin and Tucker" Trissa reached down and gently began massaging the womans thick clit. "o-oh hey" she slurred, "im just here to borrow a screwdriver for my mailbox." Trissa licked her fingers and continued stroking the womens sex. "i need to get home, i have a husband" she mumbled, pawing at Trissas skilled hand. "You can relax with us a bit cant you? i mean we're having so much fun arent we?" Trissa watched as Caitlin began gently stroking Tucker to hardness again. "i-okay, but just for a little while." Amanda sighed, as Trissa parted her legs gently Caitlin walked Tucker to the center of the lounge and toward her glistening twat. "look at that cunt" Caitlin breathed into tuckers ear. "I bet she'd love some of your nice big dick inside wouldnt she?" Caitlin continued pumping the boys fat fuckmeat, encouraging him to kneel between Amandas legs and stroke. "Amanda lets do something naughty" Trissa cooed, "Let Tucker put the head in." Amanda was aroused, and conflicted. "can he wear a condom?" she mumbled. "no sweetie dont worry its just the head. Look at that college boys prick, dont you want to feel just a little bit?" Trissa spread Amandas full lips, exposing her dribbling pink slit as Caitlin pushed the boys hips gently and the two women watched Tuckers big purple head disappear inside the married woman. "Thats good isnt it? it feels good getting that nice big cock to stretch you out." Caitlin encouraged the conflicted housewife. "oh god it feels good." Amanda mumbled, rocking her hips. "But i cant get pregnant again I need to stop" Amanda stopped moving. "nonsense you wont get pregnant, just fuck the nice big cock and I promise tucker will pull right out when he cums" Trissa smiled. Caitlin grinned, Tucker hadnt pulled out of a girls cunt since they met. He was well trained to breed any pussy he saw. Pushing tuckers hips, she fed the boys throbbing cock into the married woman and let nature take its course. The woman was nearly twice tuckers age, but they fucked like rabbits at the poolside. "i gotta cum" Tucker moaned. Amandas eyes widened as she held the boys shoulders. "I know you do baby do it nice and deep" Trissa smiled, reaching back to massage his cum filled nuts. "Just let tucker cum inside, just this once. You two are having so much fun and it will feel way better for both of you" Caitlin instructed Amanda, "I dont want a baby" Amanda moaned sa tucker slammed deep, depositing his full load into her unprotected pussy. "just relax and cum on it" Caitlin hissed as she reached down into her red trimmed bush and fondled her ample clit. Trissa smiled, stroking Tuckers shoulders. Nothing like a few good hard orgasms to reinforce the pure raw pleasure of barebacking. They also encouraged the womans cervix to sip the cum pooling in her cunt. Tucker held the womans hips as the amandas hot cunt continued milking his prick at Caitlins command.

Nathan got up of Jake as I started to finger his dirty cum from my abs to my mouth. Jake was pretty still, breathing shallowly as I let my cock slowly fall from his cunt and Nathan threw on his clothes. "Maybe again, tomorrow?" he asked "Sure. Got quite a bit of interest though so get it sorted as soon as you know" "Sure thing". He high fived me and left the room, slamming the door behind him. I got up to check Jake's profile. A few more messages had come in, including one from an old wrestling bud of mine. Ray was a big ugly guy. Chubby did not begin to describe him. He tipped the scales at about 350lb last time I'd seen him and it wasn't muscle, though he was more than capable of moving his own bulk about. His speedos struggled to contain one of the thickest cocks I'd seen. He was poz, occasionally on meds and the roughest fucker I'd come across. He was very interested in Jake, which didn't surprise me. I looked across at his cute, frail body and weighed up whether he'd see out an encounter with Ray...

This is an artists rendering of Eric if he were real. Just thought I'd throw this in.

5. I had fifty minutes before I had to be at Sir’s place which was about a twenty-minute walk from my apartment. Deciding I would rather be early and wait around than risk being late, I got dressed for the first time all day and started to walk slowly downtown towards his place. As I walked I checked the messages that I had and sent a few back hoping to be able to hook up with some of the guys another time. About halfway to Sir’s I noticed a familiar face on the Scruff grid. It was the second twink, the one who had been sent over by his friend to fuck me. “Hey there sexy.” I messaged and waited for a minute. I still had a half hour before meeting sir, and only a few blocks to go. “Hey yourself, you’re close by.” “Yeah, I’m meeting a guy at 8 and he lives just about a block from here.” “Well what are you gonna do with your half hour?” “You wanna pump another load into me real fast?” “Fuck yes,” and with that he sent his address. He was just one block up from Sir. I walked quickly to the apartment, rang the bell and was buzzed in. He opened the door to his apartment in nothing but a jock. “We have to be quick,” I said, “I really can’t be late for Sir.” He laughed and said, “Oh, this is your Sir. Nice. Now drop your pants and turn around.” Right there against the back side of his door, I turned around and dropped my pants and underwear. He didn’t bother using any spit this time he just shoved his cock inside my well-bred hole. One hand held my hip while the other entwined in my hair pulling my head back. He pounded me, making me yelp and grunt. I’m sure anyone passing his door would have heard him ravage me. “Fuck, your pussy’s been through it today. You’re looser than last time. How many guys have fucked you today.” “Ten different guys, you’re my eleventh fuck,” I panted. “Fuck yes. Did they all breed you?” “Yes.” “Good. Here’s your next load pig.” He pinned me against the door and came. He held me there for a minute catching his breath before he pulled out and slapped my ass. “Pull your pants up and get out. Sir is waiting for you.”

4. I continued like that for hours. I invited just about anyone who showed interest in me over and without ever asking their name took their loads. By the time my fuck buddy texted me at quarter to six I had a total of eleven load in me and was laying sprawled out on my bed, ass up, exhausted. “Need another load? I just got done with work.” “Yes, come over.” I responded. I was exhausted and my hole was tired, but I knew that in two hours when I saw Sir, he would be happy to find a fresh load in me. “Be there in 15,” he responded. I lay on my bed adding a few guys from the day to my favorites lists, I just knew that after experiencing a day like I just had that this wouldn’t be the last time. Then I started watching the videos guys had taken. I was fascinated watching as my hole steadily gave up over the course of the day. In the first video my hole is tight and pink, clinging to the sides of the tops thick cock as he fucks me; but in the last video my hole is slack and red, swollen lips opening easily around the guys cock as cum coats his dick. The buzz came at my door, and after buzzing my fuck buddy up, I decided to unlock the door and go get back on the bed. Ass in the air facing the door, I texted him saying “Door’s open.” “Oh fuck, your pussy’s wrecked,” he said as soon as the door closed behind him. I heard my fuck buddy stripping off his clothes but never looked behind me. “You’ve been a real slut today. How did I not know you were this big of a pig?” “Honestly, I wasn’t until today.” “What changed?” His hands were now on my ass cheeks and I felt his stubbly chin brush against my battered ass cheeks before his tongue flicked across my open hole. I moaned as his tongue lapped at my cum filled pussy. “I met this guy last night,” I told him breathlessly, “He, I don’t know, I just wanted to make him happy. To be his. He told me to come back to his place tonight and to be filled with cum and to make every guy who fucked me take a video so he could watch them while he fucked me.” “And did you,” he said before diving back into my hole. His tongue voraciously dug in my hole savoring the mixture of loads inside of me. “Yes. I’ve got nine loads in me right now.” “All from different guys?” “Yes.” “Fuck yes. I’m going to plant mine deep inside you and send you to your Master leaking.” My Master, I hadn’t thought of Sir like that yet but it seemed to be true. “You ready for this dick, pig?” “Yes.” “Good.” He shifted around behind me, spat on my hole and then slammed the full length of his cock inside of me. I grunted. He was by no means the biggest cock I’d had that day, but he was thick and knew how to pound a hole. Normally he worked his way up to slamming the full length of his cock in and out of me, but today he started right off the bat. I was so loose my hole just opened for him. “Give me your phone,” he grunted, “your Sir’s gonna want to see your loose pussy around my cock.” I handed him my phone, and without changing pace he kept recording. It felt like he was fucking me for ages, never slowing down. Normally he only fucked like that for a little while, but my cum filled hole clearly had him extra horny. He grunted and bucked forcing me into the mattress with each thrust. I was back to begin a whimpering mess, devolving into nothing more than a hole. I would have sworn he had been pounding me for hours when he finally roared, “I’m gonna fucking breed your cunt,” but I’m sure it really was only twenty minutes or so. I had blissed out, and completely given myself over to being his hole. “Breed my cunt,” I slurred, and reached behind me to pull my cheeks apart. That was too much for him, he bottomed out inside of me, and with one hand holding my head down into the mattress he pumped his load into me. I felt his cock throb and his balls pulse as he shot ropes of cum into my already well filled hole. “Fuck yes,” he said, “Stay just like that. I want to look at that sweet cum filled hole as I get dressed.” So I didn’t move. He got dressed, I stayed where I was, and he left. I looked at my phone, ten minutes to seven, and I had several new messages on Scruff.

11. More of Everything Once spent, Tiago slowly pulled out of James. "Can't have you losing any of my sperm," he said, right before his cockhead slipped out with a faint pop. He turned to Tim. "Think we need another round of G," he said. "I do too. Especially our boy here. What did we do last time?" "1.4" "1.6," Tim countered. "I like your thinking," Tiago said, as he lifted himself out of the bed. "Be good," he said. "Or take pictures." "Of course we will," Tim said, before giving James a long kiss. By the time they broke it off, Tiago had stepped out to the kitchen, carrying the three dirty glasses from their dose of G. "It's just us," he said. "Boy," he finished, before giving James another kiss. "Daddy, I know." "You're a very fun boy," Tim said, kissing James again. As they made out, Tim got James on his back. Immediately, Tim had his cock pressed up against James's asshole. "It was so hot watching you get fucked." "Yeah Daddy?" James said. Tim ran his hand over James's thick chest hair. "Such a hot boy. I kinda want you all to myself." "I want to make you happy," James said. He didn't want to admit how hot Tim was. Or how much he wanted Tim's cock inside him. "You feel so good Daddy." "You want me back inside you?" James nodded in agreement with Tim. "Good." Tim fumbled, and produced the small brown bottle. "Let's do this together boy," he said, and took a long sniff from the bottle, before holding it under James's nose as well. The poppers hit him fast, even before James had finished his second hit. He fumbled briefly with the cap, but then put it down, and focused his attention on fucking. His dick went into James in a single, intense stroke. James gasped. "Fuck Daddy," he grunted. "Ok?" Tim asked. He was being sweet and kind, and it made James feel cared for. He wanted to make Tim feel this good. "Yeah. It's amazing Daddy." "I know. My boy's hole is awesome." He leaned in and kissed James. Their tongues played as Tim's dick explored the familiar depths of James's asshole. "So fucking sexy," Tim said. "I want you, Daddy" James managed to say. The two were silent for a moment, just the music in the background. "That's good," Tim finally said. "Really good." He paused. "Tiago is probably gonna want some of that money." "What?" James said. It took him even a moment to remember that guys had given him money to fuck his hole. "Yeah. He'll probably want a lot of it, boy" "Uh, Daddy" James started. But Tim leaned in and kissed him. Tim took the opportunity to force his cock deeper into the young man. "So much cum up there, my boy" Tim said. "Feels so good. Like a boy should feel." He pushed his dick back in, feeling the accumulated spooge slide around his cockhead. "Don't worry about him," Tim continued. "I'll make sure my boy gets his fair share." "Thank you Daddy," James said. He was glad he didn't have to worry about it. He didn't want to upset Tim or Tiago. His head was spinning again, and all he could process was how good he felt. Tim had his arms wrapped around him, holding him tight and safe. His thick cock was deep in James's ass, and kept him aroused and horny. "Feels good." "Yeah," Tim whispered into his ear. "It feels really good. Boy's hole. Daddy's cock. Making out." He stopped, and kissed the boy. It was long and slow, and James let himself imagine they were boyfriends. "That's hot," a voice from the doorway said. "Two men, making love," Tiago continued. "I've got just what we need." Tim and James stopped kissing, and looked towards Tiago. He had three glasses, barely half-full with orange juice. "Just gets better," Tim said. "Fucking you, and now Tiago brings the G." Tiago handed Tim one of the glasses, and put the other one down on the bed table. "To limits." "And breaking them," Tim replies. The two men clinked glasses, and downed the GHB in a single gulp. "Ugh," he said, and kissed James, sharing the chemical taste with the young man. "There's plenty for him," Tiago said. He swapped out glasses, and kneeled next to James's head. "Gonna give you a g-spout. Just keep on swallowing, ok?" "You're gonna love this," Tim said. "Be a good boy, and Just keep swallowing." Tiago guided his dickhead into Jame's mouth. "Keep you mouth open, ok?" James ran his tongue over the soft foreskin, exploring the hard shaft underneath it. He realized that Tiago was pouring the orange juice onto his dick, and it was dripping down into his mouth. James gulped, remembering his instructions. The orange juice tasted horrible, but he didn't care. He had two cocks in him, and it was all he could think about. He kept on swallowing. The juice was getting warmer and saltier, but the bitterness was always there. Tiago and Tim were making out. "He drinking it?" Tim asked. "Yeah," Tiago said. He focused on James. "Close your mouth now. But keep swallowing." James closed his mouth. The glass of orange juice had disappeared, but his mouth kept filling with the warm, bitter liquid. Tim was still pounding his hole, watching him as his lips wrapped around Tiago's cock. "You're drinking his piss now, boy," Tim said. He was drinking piss. James just kept on swallowing, not sure what else to do. It had seemed so dirty, so [banned word], but now it felt almost natural. It was right to be letting this man piss in his mouth, and he craved more. It took several more gulps before the stream finally died down. "You like my chempiss, boy?" Tiago asked. Tim was flying. He had just drank another man's piss, and he had even enjoyed it. He wondered what else he might do. Tiago started to slowly fuck his face, pushing his cock in deep. Only when James thought he was going to gag did Tiago pull back. Tim continued to fuck him just as hard. Finally, Tiago spoke. "How do you normally divide up the cash?" "He get fifty from both guys?" Tim replied. "Yeah," Tiago said. "Profitable little slut." He leaned into James. "You always been a whore?" "Whore? What?" James muttered. "No. I'm not a whore," he said, but wasn't an emphatic denial. He knew that his ass had been sold to several men. "Well. There's stack of cash over there that says otherwise," Tiago countered. "They paid you well boy," Tim said. "How do you want to split it?" Tiago asks. "I usually take half." James knew this was coming. He didn't know what a fair share was, and didn't even understands why they would split it. He was the one that got fucked. He opened his mouth, but Tim immediately kissed him. He whispered to James, "Let me take care of you, boy" he said. "Make you feel good." James nodded, and kissed Tim back. He felt a new wave of crystal wash over him. "Please Daddy." Tim turned back to Tiago. "Yeah. Me too. Half." "We should leave a bit for the boy?" James heard the inflection that made it question, not even a done deal. He hoped that Tim would get him a proper share. It still felt weird that two men were dividing up his cash. He had been the one that had gotten fucked by the strangers; Tim and Tiago had just watched. "Yeah. We should," Tim said. "The boy did a good job. Didn't you?" He rubbed James's furry stomach. The boy was almost thin enough that he expected to feel his cock. "Maybe thirty?" "So 35 for us?" Tiago asked. He pushed his cock in, pressing the dickhead against the back of James's throat. The boy struggled not to gag. "Maybe forty?" he asked, holding on to James's head to keep him from pulling off. "That's good. Isn't it, boy?" Tim was smiling at James, nodding his head. James felt like this wasn't great for him. He had let total strangers bareback him and had taken their loads. Yet, he was getting only ten dollars per man. Tiago released his grip, and James gasped for air. "But I got fucked?" he finally said. "But Tim hosted. And I brought favors." Tiago said. "But," James started. Tim put his finger on James's lips, quieting him for a moment. "No one likes a greedy boy," Tim said. "Not hot. Not at all, boy." "Boner killer," Tiago said, nodding in agreement. Tim held his cock in place, as Tiago kept his dick just out of reach of James's tongue. "Oh fuck," James grunted. He hadn't realized how good it had felt. Or how badly he wanted them to keep it up. He didn't need the money, and it was stupid to mess up things with Tim over something that small. At least not yet, and everything had felt so good. "Daddy. Please. Just fuck me. Please." The two men laughed when he said it, but Tim started to fuck him. "I knew you were a smart boy," he said, and kissed him again. James felt a warm vibration race over his body. Tim wrapped an arm around him, and held him close. He was safe. He could do anything that he wanted. "You know," Tiago said. "I know how you can get more money." James knew that it would be a bad idea, but nevertheless, he wanted to hear what Tiago had in mind. He could do anything that he wanted with these men, and it would be ok. "You thinking what I am thinking?" Tim asked before James could even answer. "What," James managed to ask. It was still hard to follow the conversation; every time one of the men would say something, his mind would spin off in some random direction of images. They were almost all sexual, and it only made James hungrier. "Let's just find another guy," Tiago said. He already had his phone out, and was tapping furiously. "You'll like that, won't you boy?" Tim said. James clenched his ass around Tim's cock. It was a reassuring presence; it was both a familiar and wonderful feeling that helping keep James's anxieties at bay. James nodded. Tim leaned in, nibbled on his ear, then whispered in his ear. "I love seeing my boy get fucked. It's a huge turn-on for me." "Please Daddy," James said, although his mouth was still full of Tiago's cock. It came out unintelligible, but Tim understood the tone. "Here's a guy," Tiago said, showing a picture of an older, muscular man. He was wearing a pair of shorts, but in the picture, a thick cock was straining against the fabric. "He'd open you up," Tiago said. James just nodded. He could only pay attention to a few things, and the two cocks sliding in and out of his body were high on his list. "Yeah," he managed to say. "Ohh," Tiago said; the disappointment clear in his voice. "He says he spent his cash on party favors. He's only got twenty left." Tim squeezed him. "It's just for fun, you know," Tim said. "My boy would give it away, wouldn't he." "If it makes you hard," James finally managed to say. "James will do it for ten," Tim told Tiago. "Won't you boy?" "Please," James said. He knew he was being very slutty, but it all felt so good. Besides, it was just a bunch of hot guys, just having a lot of naked fun. On Monday, he could just shake it off. "He'll be here in ten," Tiago said. He showed another picture. This was just a thick, hard cock. It might have been one of the biggest cocks that James had ever seen. "Gonna wreck your cheap-ass cunt," the man had messaged for James. "You want that in you, boy?" Tim whispered in James's ear. "Yeah," James said. He couldn't look away from it; the sheer size had him entranced, wondering how much it even weighed. "You going to let him fuck you raw?" Tim continued. "Please, yeah, Daddy," James grunted. Everything was hitting him, and all he could think about was cum. "You gonna let him cum in you?" Tim whispered in James's ear. His cock was rock-hard and pounding his hole. He recognized the new cadence; Tim was getting ready to cum. "Yeah, Daddy. Please cum in me." Tiago had stepped back, and was just watching the two fuck. "Damn this is hot," he said, stroking his cock. He was rock hard; as soon as Tim pulled out, he was ready to take over. "I'm going to cum in you," Tim grunted. "Fill you up." "Give it to me Daddy," James moaned. Tiago stroked his cock harder. He loved how desperate the boy was, the drug-fueled hunger coming out in how he said "Daddy." It was going to be a pleasure to debase the boy. "Oh FUCK," Tim moaned. His cock was throbbing. "I love your hole." "Please, Daddy." "I love cumming in...," Tim started. Then a deep grunt from the depths of his body; James felt the familiar, wonderful warmth fill his guts. "My Boy's HOLE," he grunted, and another thick spurt erupted from his cockhead. He moaned again, and whispered into James's ear. "I love my boy..." James thought he was going to say something more. But he just moaned as his cock spat out several globs of semen. Tim's sperm felt so good inside him. All James could imagine was more. More men. More drugs. More cock. More cum.

I was taking this one pretty regular for a few months. Then he stopped texting. 😢

Got a young, hung Latino guy to come over and fuck me. Took two minutes for him to get from my front door to my back door, so to speak. I'd promised him on Grindr that I could take a pounding, and, after testing the waters for the first minute, he went to town. Pounded me hard in every position for a good half hour - doggy, missionary, me riding him like a slut, me bent over the bed like a slut. We'd also agreed on Grindr that it'd be hot to take some vids. After he had bred my hole and left, I had the pleasure of checking out our homemade fuck vids - very amateurish, awkward camera angles, short clips; but raw, real, and hot. At one point, I was perched over him while he was rabbit fucking me from below. I had my phone camera zoomed in to his thick cock pistoning my hole, and I could hear myself moaning, "Fuck that cunt, fuck that bitch, fuck that pussy," as if I were watching some other whore getting fucked. Loved it.

Last week I met up with a mtf tgirl I'd been texting for a while. She's mid-thirties, Asian, skinny, about 5'8. We'd discussed impregnation roleplay, where we were newlyweds and it was time to get her knocked up with the first of several children. We met at her place, and started on the sofa chatting. Things quickly heated up, and we moved to her bed and got naked. Her hole was cute and tight. I didn't waste any time, and I fit in without too much effort. No condoms mentioned, none used. We fucked doggy style at first, and then I turned her over onto her back, put a pillow under her ass and took her missionary. She was moaning and squirming the whole time, telling me, her "husband", to put a baby in her eager womb. Her tiny dick was flapping around everywhere. We went for a while, then when I was about to cum, I asked her if she was ready to become a mommy. She told me to not hold back and breed her deep, and she wrapped her legs around my back as I kept drilling her. I unloaded a multi-day load deep into her, and she took all of it, both of us panting and sweating. I pulled out a little after that. Then we propped up her hips so that she could absorb as much of the cum as possible into her body. We stayed in that position for about 30 minutes, with my cum soaking into her. We finished, she walked me to the door, and a little cum dripped out, down her leg. That was really hot. We said I would have to breed her as many times as it takes to get her pregnant. Can't wait for next time.

Hey friend; I know you say you're not depressed, but it certainly sounds like it. You can be depressed and want the best for others. It's that you don't want to look after yourself or feel you're not worth it, the tiredness and wanting to be left alone. The current crisis can throw anyone into a spiral, but if you're already reeling from a very unpleasant situation with work, and feel that you're not making progress in life and don't have a support network of friends around you, your mental wellbeing is going to disintegrate. HIV is treatable and you're a young guy with lots to live for; the fact that you currently don't feel this is true, doesn't change the fact that there is happiness in your future - and as far as I know, Brazil has free healthcare right? So you can get treatment for free? I'm sure there will be others here who can go into more detail but to answer your questions: 1) Though I've never been homeless, a very close friend from school lives as a hermit and traveller. It stemmed from a lack of self-esteem and his mental health has only gotten worse as time went on; his detachment from the world has left him isolated and afraid of human contact and intimacy - except when he's high (which he is more and more) - when he tells me via a string of messages how important I am to him. Though I understand the urge to shut yourself off from the world, I've seen the damage isolation does to people - you should fight that urge and work to build a support network of friends and acquaintances around you. How easy that is to do in the current climate, I don't know, but if you can seek out meetings of likeminded people; people who share your interests and hobbies and start socialising, start giving yourself purpose and structure, you will feel better again. 2) Others will be able to answer this better I'm sure - but there's no defined time limit. The aquired diseases that kill you are called opportunistic because they take advantage of your compromised immune system. If you're healthy and take care of yourself, these infections don't have much of a chance and you can live a normal life - but if you stop taking care of yourself...at some point you will most likely get sick and suffer a very tragic, preventable and unpleasant death, from a wide variety of infections and cancers. We should all take care of our health, HIV or not, and that means regular checkups with the doctor, and medication if necessary - your status doesn't mean you have to live an extraordinary life. 3) Monastic retreats for periods of reflection are (in the UK at least) available to most people. You need to find monasteries that can accommodate you and usually they're short term stays. I do think you could find one in Brazil but i honesty think you'd be better off building yourself a little structure in your life - you can always go on a retreat later on. You're not alone, I know you feel like you are. There are people out there, myself included, sat on the other side of the planet, writing to you right now to tell you that this is a blip on the road of life that you can and will overcome. Your life is precious and you feel right now is a result of some terrible circumstances all piling on top of each other, but you will feel better one day. Don't make any decisions based on how you feel right now. Keep taking care of your physical health while you work to mend your mental wellbeing and then when you're feeling better, ask if you still want to live in the way you described.

Years and years ago when I was in college, I met a married guy, late at night, in a city park public restroom. He was sexy as hell. We played a little bit in the park, but it was risky. There had been a lot of arrests in this park in recent weeks. So he was extremely nervous, but wanted to fuck me, badly. Since I couldn't host, he finally said to me, "Follow me home. My wife and kids will be asleep. Park on the street and come around the house to the basement back door. I'll let you in. But, we have to be quiet." So, I followed his car back to his house a few miles away. As I walked around the house I saw the lights come on through the basement windows. He met me at the back door and let me inside. "Shhhhh........" he whispered as I stepped inside. He led me to a sofa in the room and turned off the lights, but turned on the tv to cover whatever noise we made. We both quickly undressed and began to suck each other's cocks. Finally we ended up on the floor, 69ing each other. Then he told me to kneel on the sofa. He knelt behind me and began to eat my ass. Then he spit on my ass a few times, then stood and put his hard cock up to my hole. He slid up into me, grabbed my waist and began to pump. It didn't take him long before I heard him let out soft groan and slam balls deep into me. I could feel him shaking behind me as he filled me with his married, daddy cum. No sooner had he orgasmed, when we heard the floor above us creak. He pulled out quickly at in a desperate whisper he said. "Fuck. Someone's awake. Get your clothes and get out. QUICK!" I grabbed my clothes and shoes that were in a pile on the floor. He ran naked back to the door and opened it. "Get out! Get out! FAST!" I ran through the door, up the steps to the back yard and around the corner of the house. In the dark of the side yard, I quickly dressed and slipped on my shoes. I saw the light of the basement window illuminate and heard the muffled sound of a woman. "What are you doing down here? I woke up and you were gone", she said. "I couldn't sleep. I came down here to watch some TV so I wouldn't wake you", he said. "Come back to bed." I quietly closed the side gate behind me as I walked to my car. The light that had been on in the living room window went out and I walked to where my car was parked on the street a few houses away. My heart was beating fast from the narrow escape. But I do have to admit that the danger only added to the excitement.

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When I walked into the guy’s bedroom, after he let me in, there were at least 10 bottles of poppers on his bedside table. There was the smell of smoke in the room. I felt uneasy. He smiled at me. His bathrobe fell open . He was hairy with a small dick , but above that small dick was a massive Biohazard tattoo. “ You like it?” My lips licked. “Don’t worry about the dick. It maybe small but I am a cruel Top. The last 2 guys that wanted this were Poz within 2 weeks. He laughed. At that moment , as I sat on his bed I felt like I was an 18 year old virgin staring up at the Devil. First instinct, run. Second instinct ,run. Third ... my dick was hard. He lay down in the bed and looked wholly unconcerned I was there. I thought he must either be on drugs or debauched , or both. “ Ian will be here in about 5 “ He concentrated on the Bel Ami video in front of him. If this was a fantasy scene he would be watching Treasure Island Porn but we were instead watching impossibly gorgeous Straight Europeans fucking bare. I did not know who Ian was. I was faintly regretting what I was doing here. I had answered an ad. 2 Poz guys wanted to “play” with a Neg. I was here to be played with. There was a knock on the front door. Biohazard guy went and answered it . There were whispers outside the door then they both came in. My eyes widened. “Ian” stood in front of me his mouth half open. The last time I saw him was after he left my bedroom 6 months before, having left a load up my ass. When he did this he said he was Neg. “ You two know each other?.” Bio said .Ian looked at me genuinely shattered “ I ... had ... no idea” he stammered. “ This is Classic” said Biohazard guy jerking on his dick while looking at both of us with a smile on his face. “ Ian is this the guy you fucked, you told me about just before you found out you were Poz? “ He laughed. Ian looked at the floor unable to meet my eyes. “ Ian found out he was Poz one day after he fucked you raw. He was so ashamed because he thought he may have pozzed you and he was so sure he wouldn’t be Poz” Bio laughed again. “He hasn’t had sex since that time and I got him to do this tonight because I wanted to make him feel the power you feel infecting your Poz sperm into a Neg slut. He wouldn’t do it but I persuaded him and now he is here in front of the last slut he barefucked. Fucking karma that is what this is. You Poz then?” “ No I have been checked twice since then still Neg” I said looking at Ian. “This is fucking fate . Of all the fucking people you get to Poz is the guy you thought you had before you found out you were”. Bio laughed” I can’t “ said Ian, still unable to look at me. “You fucking can . “ Bio said angrily. “ This guy here is nothing, he is just a slut, a slut who needs Poz cum. He wants it. He begs for it”. Bio looked at me. “ Well?” He said. I have to be honest, the whole thing was freaking me out. I wanted to leave. I kept thinking if I had escaped being pozzed with Ian why I didn’t leave and change the fate that Bio kept going on about. But that is not what I said. “ I want Poz cum and Poz dick. Infect me .. please. “ Bio laughed. “ Strip” he said to me. “ You too “ he said to Ian in a gentler tone. Bio went to the bedside table and grabbed a bottle of poppers and went to Ian “ Sniff “ he commanded to Ian. Ian hesitated and then took large sniff up each nostril. He visibly relaxed .Bio came up to me and shoved the poppers under my nose and I took l huge sniffs. Bio lay on the bed. “ Now suck my poz cock” I started sucking hard on the hairy dick and like anytime I was on poppers, felt the desire to never let go of the cock. Bio handed the bottle to Ian and after a moment I felt his tongue at my ass. It felt delicious. I pushed my ass further into his face. For a moment I think we were both in heaven. It could have lasted for ever, it felt, but Bio shoved the poppers under my nose again.” Sit on my raw Poz dick” Without thinking I did it. I started riding Bio’s dick, his tattoo of the Biohazard below me ,I was smiling. “ Yes slut “ He said smiling, “you love that Poz dick. You love that I am going to make you pregnant.”He pushed up the poppers to my nose. I drew in the life force and pushed myself down on his cock. I saw an arm from behind me and grab the bottle. Ian drew in a huge sniff. Ian’s arms suddenly came around me pushing me harder onto Bio’s dick. I felt a big dick behind my back and then I felt Ian move towards my ass. His hands started pushing my ass apart. Just as I started to breath harder, poppers were again under my nose, this was from Bio who grabbed another bottle from the bedside table. I breathed in deeply and suddenly gasped as I felt a bigger dick enter me at the same time as Bio with a smile across his face sniffed some more poppers. At first I didn’t want to move. I was in pain, I was in heaven. The smell of poppers was everywhere. I felt it again in my nose and then as my head swam I saw the Biohazard Tattoo and I pushed myself onto the 2 cocks. “ You won’t know who the daddy is of your babies, slut” Bio said. Now Ian really started to push into me. He murmured “ I am going to make you mine. I am going to charge you” he said. “ Please make me your Poz slut Ian... infect me Poz” I almost yelled. Suddenly Bio pushed himself into me hard. “ Take those Poz babies slut. “ With that his eyes glazed over and lay completely still. Ian wasted no time” This time I am going to infect you right. “He said “Take that Poz load ... Your mine” For the first time in my life I felt warmth go up my butt . “ I feel your Poz load.... Thank you.. thanks. “ “Your mine now “ Said Ian “ Ring me when your pregnant. If your not pregnant ring me again to make you pregnant. See you when you are charged. We both smiled. The slut and his maker.

Caitlin made a point to drop in from time to time to service Tucker, watching him slowly progress from doting boyfriend to bareback fuckboy. She even passed him around with a few friends who kept the boy well drained for a day while she helped Megan pack. The missed period and pregnancy test proved sufficient enough to convince the girl to move back in with her parents. "did you tell tuck?" she asked sympathetically. "No, i dont want to stress him out or anything. hes really sweet." Caitlin hugged the girl and smiled, remembering the warm load in her own pussy she'd fucked out of the clueless girls boyfriend not an hour earlier. best of all, he did the job without even being asked, slipping Caitlins yoga pants down just enough to get his cock in her. He mindlessly fucked Caitlin until the cum boiled from his cheating balls and splashed into her inviting pussy, as it had so many times before. "he is a really sweet boy" Caitlin affirmed, remembering how she'd tucked her new best friends drooling tool into the lips of her friends hot ebony cunt just as she slipped out the door to play the sympathetic roomie. "you know, its probably best if you just ghost him. hes not going to understand any of this. your new life as a mom i mean." Megan sighed and nodded returning to Tuckers apartment that evening, Caitlin entered to find the boy in the midst of a phonecall. "she wont pick up" he looked up despondently at the cum hungry girl. "Did you two talk?" Tucker seemed genuinely concerned and caitlin was all too eager to keep the boy informed. "shes...seeing another guy. Sorry man. She was upset that youre never around." "Ive been..i was busy a lot this week" Tucker tried to think of all the study time he was putting in, but remembered he was also spending a lot of time with Caitlin as well. remembering afternoons spent filling the girls tight cunt with cream roused his cock, as he recalled the nice tall girl he had been introduced to that afternoon who was equally eager to fuck the hesitant boy. "thats probably my fault too. Did you and Trissa have fun today?" Caitlin changed the subject as she was was eager for a report from her new fucktool. "yeah we...she wanted to fuck a lot. She said she was allergic to condoms though." Tucker recalled, remembering gazing into her dripping cunt as his jizz ran down her ass. "A lot of girls are tuck, you shouldnt make a girl use a condom because its uncomfortable too. Did she feel good?" Caitlin pried. "yeah oh god she was amazing." tucker smiled. "Tell me about her" Caitlin slipped her clothes off and laid back on the couch. Needing no coaching, Tucker pulled his prick out and guided it back into the teen. "oh she made me cum so much. after we finished fucking she would just do this thing...she would hold my balls and just make out with me. it made me hard over and over so i just kept cumming" Tucker drilled faster as caitlin smiled. "Thats good, sometimes guys are just one shot and done but your cock needs to cum a lot doesnt it tuck? feels good to shoot that baby batter." "uh huh" the boy groaned. "did you know she has a little secret too?" Caitlin wrapped her legs around the panting boy. "shes HIV positive!" caitlin giggled. "what?" tucker stared, shocked at the teen as he teetered on the brink of cumming. "yeah buddy thats how come she fucks so good, she fucks a lot. lots of practice." caitlin began rocking her hips and milking the boy as he clenched his teeth, trying to hold back. "I -" tucker stammered, as caitlin interrupted "but dont worry buddy you cant get sick from her, thats not how it works." caitlin lied to the naive young man as he pushed one final deep thrust and began loading the hot cunt below him. "there ya go, good boy. you should always cum inside pretty girls. Trissas pussy is just too good to pass up. Should we see her tomorrow too? maybe cum in her some more?" caitlin smiled at the relaxed boy as he dragged his slippery prick from her once again. "okay" he sighed, as caitlin fingered the thick load oozing from her slit.

PART 15 Driving home from Ted’s, i got an extreme case of guilt and shame. As the sex high wore off, the reality set in. I was so acutely aware i had semen inside me, costing my insides, leaking out and coating my rosebud and making my as crack slick. What was i thinking? And with my teacher and with Ted, i knew. It wasn’t like with the others who could be clean. The total complete strangers that i had met fuck me raw without even speaking to me. Who knows if they have it too? But i KNEW with my teacher and Ted. And i had asked for it. I had begged for it. What made me do that? But when i got home, i didn’t wash out. I somehow talked myself into it being safer to just let the cum soak into me. A few hours later, i tried everything to jerk off and not think about taking cum, but i couldn’t and it was touching my still cummy hole that made me shoot all over my stomach and chest. For the next three days, i swore never again. I didn’t log on to the website to check my messages. I tried to keep busy. I told myself over and over, i had played with fire but it was over. From now on, i would use condoms. I was going to be careful. I’m only 18. I’m not even out of high school. What if my parents found out? I can’t get hiv. Still, whenever i jerked off, all i relived was those moments of taking that sperm. By Friday, i was still feeling incredibly guilty but also horny. I was afraid to call Ted and that he would be a bad influence. Same with my teacher. Something about those two, i i just didn’t trust myself to say no if they wanted to fuck me bareback. By dark, i was just obsessing about seeing a hard cock. 30 minutes later i was clean and walking into the bookstore. I was surprised at the amount of cars. It seemed busier than last time. Feeling in my shorts pockets, i realized the condoms i had meant to bring were still sitting on my dresser. I only had a few bucks in my pocket, i thought to myself, just enough for the booths. I should run back but i was already there and the lure and anticipation was already strong. I’ll just suck unless the guy has a condom, i told myself. As soon as i got back to where the booths are, i could tell it was more crowded. I was, by what i could see, the youngest guy there by at least ten years. I made a quick show of looking at the movie choices on the wall before slowly making my way to a back booth. Before i could get in the door, i looked and saw a guy in mid late 30s heading my way. I didn’t even shut the door all the way and he took that as a sign to just come in. I turned to look at him after putting a coin in the machine. In the dim light of the porn on the screen, i could see he had short dark curly hair and a mustache and he was a little shorter than me, but very muscular. His hand immediately started stroking his clock over his jeans, before slowly beginning to open them. I pulled my shorts down. And sat on the very edge of the bench in the booth. I may have reached out to pull him to me or he closed the distance and within a second, i had a hardening cut cock in my mouth. As i sucked, i felt his hand reach down. Instead stroking my cock, he went straight past it and tried to get at my hole. I scooted just a hair farther to give him access. As soon as he made contact with my hole, he knew i was a bottom. I had put just a touch of lube on my hole before leaving my house. I am sure it was more than a few seconds, but it felt like almost immediately i was being pulled up to my feet and gently spun around and having my head pushed down forcing me to bend over. It was all happening really quick me then his cocki was pushing against my asshole. “do you have a condom?” I whispered. ”no”, was all he said as he tried to get his hard cock lined up with my hole. I didn’t even realize i had reached and pulled my cheeks wider for him. He found the sweet spot and my hole began to open to accept his blunt hard Cockhead. The whole time my brain was screaming “what do i do?”. What i did that night was feel guilty as i braved myself and told myself it was too late and to just accept it. This guy was already entering me. He was probably already leaking orecum that Was coating my hole. He saw it. I could tell. He knew he had me as he worked his hard penis into me. I was going to take his raw cock. Soon the burning stabbing pain ended and my hole began to open up. “Fuck your hole is so tight” he muttered. i was trying my best to be quiet as i took it. He didn’t last long and said nothing when he came, he just drove deep and bucked and bucked as his cock pulsed and throbbed and ejaculated his entire load as deep as he could possibly be inside me. He pulled out and ticked his cock in his jeans and zipped up. I clutched at my shorts that were down around my feet. Four or five minutes after first seeing him in the hallway, the stranger was gone and he had left me with shaky legs and a hole with a load of fresh man cum buried deep in it. I was mad at myself for letting it happen so easily but quickly told myself “just tonight”. I will get it out of my system once and for all and start tomorrow off being totally safe from now on. Looking back now, it’s a little more obvious. But at the time, i was able To tell myself i wasn’t just giving in to it. But the reality was, i was an 18 year old bottom that needed cock. I was already getting addicted. I couldn’t stop.

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

The New Owner Part 1 I had moved to the city about two years ago and into a nice duplex. I was now 21, 5' 10", 165#, blond hair, fit and never had trouble getting a date or getting laid whenever I wanted to. The girls went nuts for me and my nice cut 7" cock helped some too. I had a good job and prospects to move upward in the company. My name was Jim. Then the duplex was sold. The new owner moved into the other half of the duplex. He was, I found out, 40, 6', 195#, brown hair and seemed to be very fit and his name was Hank. I was to find out later on that he also was well endowed with a 9" cut fat cock. His moving in did not change the rent, just made it easier to pay since he was just 'next door'. For the next couple of months nothing seemed any different and all went about like normal. Then one Friday night, as I was leaving to go out, I met him coming home with a friend. Hank introduced me to his friend, name of Tom. We talked for a few minutes, about nothing in particular and then I left. For a Friday night, the scene was really dead for some reason and for the first time in quite a while I came home earlier than normal, about 11pm and alone. I made casual notice that the lights were on in my landlords place but really didn't pay any more attention than that. I sat down to watch some TV but there wasn't much on there either. By midnight, I decided I was tired and headed to bed. My bedroom shared a wall with the other half of the duplex. I had just settled down when I could hear sounds coming through the wall. I guess I had never paid any attention to that before. I was kind of curious and got up and put my head closer to the wall as the sounds didn't seem to be a TV. I was startled to hear what seemed to be moans of pleasure. Then I heard a definitely male voice, Tom?, saying how good that felt. "Keep fucking me good." Then I heard Hank saying, "Yeah, your hole feels so good, I love fucking your ass, and I am going to fill you full of my cum." My mind went round and round, as I realized my new landlord must be gay and I didn't know it before. What a mind blower that was. I had really never known anyone gay before, that I knew of anyway. I listened some more and heard Hank saying, "Are you ready? I am going to cum and fill you full. Here it comes." I heard him growl then and knew he must .be cumming and then heard Tom say, "OMG, I am cumming too. Keep pounding my hole. It feels wonderful." Then Hank was telling him that he was such a good cumdump and hoped he would enjoy his gift and Tom saying he had waited too long for it and was enjoying it to the max. I had no idea what that last bit had been about but they apparently were done for the night as I heard no more sounds then and turned in for the night myself.

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.

I loved tumblr. When i discovered i had almost quitted any other porn site. You googled something .. dunno whatever you want + gay + tumblr and there you are. Sexy endless amateur videos (or professional) and many pictures. Regular porn sites are sometimes too soft or if you want bdsm some studios are just stupid in my mind. It just doesnt feel natural. And i miss it. I need all these videos again :O

Benbrook Lake, outside of Fort Worth, TX. Summer and 100 'F. I was 19 years old and would go to the lake to layout and cruise. Had a lot of guys of various ages suck my dick and I'd fuck. One day I got fucked! I'd been fucked before with a boyfriend back in high school but this guy was the first raw stud to fuck me. He was sitting in the back of truck on the tailgate and drinking beer. There was no indication if he was cruising or even gay. I was walking out of the lake and started dry off and to gather my things because I noticed him nearby. Then we made I eye contact. He said, in a very thick Texas accent, if the water had been nice and cool. I said that it was but, kept it brief because I had my guard up. He could have been redneck ready to kick faggot ass. As I was putting my stuff in my car, he called over and asked if I wanted a beer. Even though my guard was up I said sure. I went over and drink the beer next to the tailgate. As we drank our beer. We chatted about the lake and the heat. Long story short, I found he was a ranch hand and was drunk. And he was a harmless country boy. I'd say he was early thirties, skinny but, a beer gut. He wasn't handsome but he was hot in that cowboy way. He had his jeans, huge belt buckle, and boots on. And as we sat and talked he took his budweiser t shirt off. I still got no cruise vibe from him and I wasn't sending any out. He said he didn't have trunks with him but he was gonna jump in the lake. He took the rest of his clothes off and jumped in the lake in his tighty whities. Now I was drunk and turned on but, I made no move cause I was guarded. He came outta the water, came up to the truck as he pulled the tighty whities a little from his crotch and then asked if he could use my towel I had over my shoulder to dry off. As he took the towel and he dried off and then took his underwear off and wrapped the towel around him and laid his briefs in the truck bed. I never said a word but, his cowboy butt and his hairy crotch really made me horny. He had a nice 6inch penis and balls. We listened to the radio and continued to drink. He broke the ice, I presume, and said to me I should be careful here at the area of the lake cause he had seen homos here before and some had even proposition him. I said I know about the homos and I would certainly "be careful." I asked what he did when he got proposition. He said that he told the fuckers to leave him alone. I told him they probably just harmless and lonely. We drank a bit and chatted for about hour and soon as I got up to call it a day. He looked right at me and asked if I was harmless and lonely. I stopped and looked right at him and started laughing. He started laughing and I said yes, I am. He responded that he was too and need some attention. He opened my towel and I immediately starting sucking his dick. No kissing but a lot of oral and then he turned me around spat on my ass and promptly started to fuck me. Now I knew he didn't have condom,or at least he didn't think of one, and wasn't gonna stop this shitkicker from getting his rocks off so I just jerking my self off as I felt his dick in me and his calloused hands on my waist. Not a moan or whimper came from him and I just focused on the sensation. He then said I'm cumming and stopped humping as he held tightly. I came immediately. We undocked and he took his tighty wighties and wiped his dick and I cleaned up my ass with my towel. He threw his underwear in the bushes and got dressed. Not a word was spoken. We both started to get into our vehicles and I asked if he would be back out again tomorrow or soon. He said it just depends on the workload at the ranch. He said, Buddy, you be careful out here and got in truck. As I got in my car, he drove by and said he'd looked for me again. Off he drove and I realized I had let him fuck me raw. My first raw load.

Depends on your needs and desires, Best: Tell him Exactly what you want and Expect him to be well lubed and Loaded with Cum from different Men. Personally I have some that like it as a well clean tighter hole to start but I also have a few regular fuck Buddies that want me to text them when I have 2+ Loads in my ass.

I started with my first boyfriend at the age of 14, all those many many years ago, I tried a condom once when I was 19 and it felt wrong inside me no matter how much lube was used my hole kept drying up. Guess after 4 and bit years of no condoms and having cum as lube made me always want to feel the guys cock inside flesh against flesh. Also the taste of the cock that has been wrapped in a condom is foul. Cum should not taste of rubber.

The summer heat and 5 months of no sex finally got to me yesterday. I had an itch in my hole that needed a big dick to scratch it. Prior to lock down I had been planning a meet up with this Hispanic chub with a nice looking cock. I sent him my address and told him I need your load. He came right over and we started making out and getting undressed. I pulled out his already hard cock and it was bigger than it looked in the pictures. 8 thick inches uncut with a nice curve to the left. I started playing with his foreskin running my tongue around the head. His thick cock swelled and he started fucking my throat. Before long I was deep throating him while he played with my hole. I wiped some throat slime on my hole and told him I needed to be fucked. I got on all 4s and took a deep hit of poppers as he lined his cock head up with my hole. In one push he shoved in to the base and began pounding me hard. Waves of pain and pleasure pulsed through my body as he tore open my tight hole. After a minute the pain subsided and I could feel him pushing past my second ring. After an hour of hard nonstop pounding, he pulled out and asked what I wanted. I told him I wanted his cum deep in my ass. He thrust back in my ass to the root and told me to beg for his cum. Seed me, give me you load, pound your load deep I yelled as I felt his cock pulse deep inside of me. I held him inside of me drawing every last drop of cum out of his cock. I pulled him out of me then cleaned his cock off with my throat. After a beer he pounded a quick second load in my ass before heading home.

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Wow! Could this story be any hotter? Fuck!!! I want my pozzing to happen like this. So who wants to poz me? Message me if you’re interested. It’s this year’s goal for me. Help me achieve my goals. ☣️😈🐷’s

Same here. I release so much precum. But I never get hard. Chasity would serve me well too.

This is basically how I got converted, a full blown troll of a guy, warts on his cock fucked me full of cum and after nearly 20 years of BB and chasing it finally converted me. And gave my drug resistant Gono to 😍

I was 19 and he was 27. Someone I met off of a chatroom. I wish I could’ve gotten nailed at an younger age like most of you did.

The 70s bathhouse where drugs were common and extreme nasty sex acts had their own section

This fag sucked the cocks of its biological dad and its biological granddad. much more than one time. and this. fag is proud it swallowed the cum..

A decade ago, I started seeing a hung gay couple for sex. On the majority of the play dates, I was the top, and they wanted to be seeded. So I happily obliged them. Once in a while I was the bottom, and it was always raw. When I had a gono outbreak, we used condoms for their safety because I didn't want to put my friends through that and risk losing my fuckbuddies. We last got together in October 2012 and I haven't seen them since - moved to Texas, then one of them died. When I was an escort in 2014, PreP was not widely used, and undetectable was still a new term. In these cases, I always wore protection but I was also the top. All my clients were bottoms. Then I had my first two relationships, and we never used condoms. From 2015 onward, I used condoms maybe twice. In all my hookups these past three years, I have not once used a rubber or insisted on my sex partners wearing one. RAW DAWG ALL THE WAY, BITCHFACE!!! lol

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Looking 4 cum dumps for memorial day weekend @ rivers edge . Lots of raw guys there on trails sat and sun night .

Part 6 　 I awoke sometime later. I am sure a noise had woke me up. I listened and could hear more sounds. I started to get up, when it dawned on me that my new neighbor and owner of the duplex had the noises coming from his place, again. I leaned closer to the wall and could definitely hear the sounds of sex coming through the wall. The unmistakable sound of a cock pounding a hole, with moans of pleasure. There was no talking. Just moans of pleasure and panting and the sounds of a cock pounding the hell out of a hole. I could almost imagine my own cock pounding one of my girls. I noticed I was getting hard as hell listening to it. I soon had to get my cock out and started to jack it in time with the sloppy sounds coming through the wall. I could imagine fucking and wishing I was getting some. It had been way too long now. Then, there started to come sounds of talking, almost yelling. I heard, what had to be the one getting fucked saying, "OMG, give it to me. Pound me harder, faster. Fill me with your cum." The one doing the fucking was then saying, "Oh, yeah, getting so close now. Going to knock you up and give my my babies." That sounded weird to me but whatever. I found myself getting closer to cumming now also. Just as I was about to cum I heard to fucker yell, "Here it comes, take my 10" cock and my hot cum to knock you up forever." There was a loud grunting sound and I heard both of them saying, "I'm cumming hard." As they said that my own cock erupted all over my wall with one of the largest loads I had ever let loose. Then, I heard the one who had to have been the dancer saying, "WOW, I sure tore your ass up good that time. I can see traces of blood and cum running out of you. You will almost definitely be pregnant, now." What?

Part 4 　 I headed out to my favorite bar then. For some reason, being a Saturday night, it was dead as hell. I ended up going to about 4 different bars and they were all deader than I could remember them ever being. Not a thing going on and the few girls I saw were not the type I usually went for at all. I had a drink in each bar but was just getting more and more frustrated at the lack of anything going on. I had not had sex in at least 3 weeks now and I was in need badly. The last bar I went to, as dead as they all were, I downed my drink, hit the toilet to take a well needed piss and decided to head for home. No use spending money for nothing I always thought. Arriving home, I headed in to my place, noting that the new owner seemed to still have all his company there. I went to the kitchen to get a beer and there was a knock on the door. I answered it, to find Hank standing there in his short shorts again. He said, "I hate to bother you this late, but I am about out of ice and wondered if you had any to spare or would be willing to run to the store for me to get some?" I told him, "You are in luck tonight as I just bought a bag of ice and hadn't opened it, yet. You can have it if you want." He said, "You are a life saver. I could sure use it. I will replace it tomorrow if that is ok? We are just drinking a little more than I thought we would." He then, just reached out and grabbed me and gave me a huge hug. I could feel that huge cock of his poke me when he did that. He then pulled back and said, "Sorry about that. Just overwhelmed a little by your kindness." I got him the ice and as he was leaving he said, "Hey, that offer is still open, if you want to come over and have a drink, too." With that he was off to his place. I went into my livingroom and turned the TV on and drank my beer. Then I got up to get another one and realized it was the only one I had and didn't even have a bottle of booze in the place as I had meant to pick up some on the way home with a hot date. Now, I was thirsty and nothing to drink but water, ugh. I thought about it for a couple of minutes and then decided to take up neighbor on his offer and at least I could get something to drink. I headed out the door and over there. I knocked on his door and he opened it up. He looked surprised but invited me in. He said, "I didn't think you come by, but come on in and have a drink. One of my friends is a dancer and was just going to give us a demonstration. Hope you won't mind as he gets a little erotic at times with it." I told him, "That was fine, I just found out I was completely out of anything to drink and thought I might as well impose and get a free one." He opened the door more and waved me in. I entered and found that basically everyone there had not much more clothes on than Hank did. I was somewhat overdressed after being out all evening. Hank asked what I wanted, indicating that he had quite a bit of almost anything. I told him I usually drank Rum and Coke. He said, "That is one of my favs too and always keep that around." He headed to his bar and soon had one fixed for me. He indicated a chair, telling me it was where he had been sitting but he could squeeze in next to one of his buddies on the couch, since one was going to be getting up to dance anyway. The one going to dance got up and seemed to have more clothes on than the others did. He put in a cd and told us this is the one he danced to the most. The musice started and he was soon dancing to it. He seemed to be pretty good. As the first song came to an end he was working up quite a sweat and kicked off his shoes. By the end of the second song he had pulled his socks off too and by the end of the third one he had his shirt off and was really getting into the music. As I sipped at my drink, it dawned on me that his dance seemed to be good but was also intermingled with some quite hip gyrating moves also, almost like a sexual thing. His fourth song was definitely of a hard slow beat and he was then really gyrating and moving back and forth around the room to the others and almost thrusting his hips into their faces. I finally decided he must be a 'stripper' or something like that. He was then actually pulling each guy he came to by the back of their heads into his crotch area and rubbing all over their faces. As his 4th song ended, he was back in the middle of the room, and grabbing his pants jerked on them and they came right off as they had snaps on the sides I had not noticed. He was now down to only a very small gstring jock strap. My mouth just dropped open as he had a hard on that looked to be a good 10" sticking straight up out of the top of his jock. I took a quick look over at my neighbor and he and all the others were applauding and cheering. My neighbor, stood up and I could tell that his shorts were sticking straight out and he seemed to have a hardon too. I was shocked and had forgotten, for some reason, that Hank was gay and probably all of his friends there were also. He turned to look my way and walked over the me. He said, "Oh, hell, I forgot you were straight. I didn't even think about it. Sorry if that shocked you. If I had remembered I would have warned you before he started."

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Eight Doc’s basement was nothing like ours, well at least this part wasn’t. We had entered a waiting room, complete with out of date magazines. I was a bit surprised and puzzled, wondering if this was really where he practiced medicine, or was this some sort of role-playing set up. “What’s wrong?” Dad asked. “It's just not what I expected,” I answered. “It’s not always about fucking, most of the time yes, but not always.” Dad pushed a button and somewhere in the back a bell went off. I assumed it was Doc’s way of knowing his next patient had arrived. I flopped down into a chair to wait my turn. Of course this wasn’t a great idea, pain surged through me once my ass hit the seat. It wasn’t long until a door opened and I expected to see Luis or Jose, hell what ever his name was, standing there, but his man I didn’t know. He was a tall black man dressed in scrubs and they looked like they were about to pop. His muscular body was stretching them to their limits and his crotch was bulging outwards. “Matt?” he said. I stood up and moved towards him. He had extended his hand and I grabbed and shook it. His hand was rough and dry. “You want me to come with you, son?” Dad asked me. “I’m a big boy Daddy, I can do this by myself,” I replied as the black guy and I walked through the door and into a hall. “Good luck,” Dad said. The man led me to a small room at the end of the hall. We both went in and I sat down on the exam table. “Doc knows why you are here, so strip and wait for him, please.” I jumped up and removed my shirt before the man could leave. I turned and bent over, dropping my chest, exposing my ass to him. I made sure that my crack opened giving him a little show of my pucker. I could hear him emit a slight moan as he observed my little show. However, I even got to a full standing position, he was gone and the door was shut. I sat back down on the exam table and looked around the room. It appeared to be a routine medical office. Was I missing something? As perverted as my Dad and his friends were, there would have to be something I couldn’t see. There was a soft knock and Doc entered. “Matt, I heard your hole has had some trauma?” “Well, Dax had Dad pretend rape me for a live sex show and things got a little out of control.” “Yeah, I saw that, shot two loads when it was live and two more from my recording.” “Really?” “Yeah, it was fucking hot” he said. “We fucked again when we got home and I wanted it rough again.” “And now pain.” “Yeah, and not the good kind.” “Well, put your feet up and let’s take a look.” I did as I was told and put my feet up in the stirrups, leaving my ass open for him to exam me. He grabbed a tube of lube and put a little on his finger. He sat on a stool at in front of my ass and began to exam me. I felt him pull open my hole, slowly and gently, moving his head in for a closer look. It was only seconds, when he stood up. “There's nothing really major, just a superficial scratch in your ring. It will heal on its own. I'll give you a cream to put on it to ease the pain, but this will put your hole out of commission for about two weeks.” “Damn, no dick.” He just shook his head. He was standing at the end of the table. I watched him unbutton his white lab coat, then unzip his pants. Reaching inside he pulled out his semi hard cock and his balls. They hung down in front of him. “Doc, I thought you said 'no dick'?” “Were you really going to obey that advice?” I pushed my pucker out, winking at him, enticing him. His cock twitched as I pushed my hole out over and over, it grew until it was rock hard. He spread some lube onto his cock and pushed in. I tensed up in pain. “Relax, it will only hurt for a moment,” Doc said. I took a deep breath as he slid his cock deep into my hole, his belt buckle pressed against my ass cheeks as he pushed deeper into me. I moaned loudly. “Don’t worry boy, the only people that can here you are your Dad and my nurse James. And if I know your father he's riding that black cock as I speak.” “I dumped a load in Dad this morning, so he has some lube.” “Might need a bit more than that. James is hung, over eleven inches.” “Damn, I would like to see Daddy taking that." My mind started thinking about James sitting in a chair, scrub pants around his ankles and Dad sliding his ass up and down on his big black cock. My own cock was getting hard, not just from the mental picture but from Doc’s big cock in my hole. “James is always horny, dumped two loads up my hole this morning,” Doc casually remarked. I reached down and grabbed Doc’s shirt and pushed him back only to pull him in hard, driving is cock in and out of my hole. That was until he pulled my hand off. “On no you little fucker, I’m in the driver’s seat, you're just the ride!” Doc took off his lab coat and started to unbutton his shirt. I watched as he exposed his chest to me. As he did this he slowly moved his cock in and out of my hole. I slid my hand down to my cock and slowly ran my hand up and down the hard shaft. Doc increased his speed of fucking my hole, his nut sac and his belt still hitting my ass as he drove into me deep. His cock felt truly amazing in my hole, and the pain that I had experienced was now pleasure. Of course, I was slowly discovering that pain was a pleasure, even intense pain. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, as Doc increased the force of him driving into me. The table was making all kinds of noise, squeaks, rattles and was moving a bit as he slammed his cock into me. He bent over and slid his arms under me, and looked them around my back, instinctively I did the same, but around his neck. He lifted me up off the table and I slowly dropped down onto his cock, impaling myself of his thick, hard cock. “Good boy” he said, “hold tight." Doc opened the door to the room and headed down the hallway and back out into the waiting room. As we got closer I could hear the sounds of someone being fucked and knew it was Dad and James. Doc reached for the door that was separating the hall and the waiting room, as he opened it I squeezed my ass around his cock. Doc turned to close the door and I got my first view of Dad and James. They were both naked and James was sitting in a middle chair, Dad was facing away from James and was slowly lifting and lowering his ass on James' cock. The contrast between the two was so erotic. Doc lifted me off his cock, placing me on the floor. I was on my hands and knees between Dad’s legs. He then shifted, putting his feet on the chairs next to James, one on each side. Doc rammed his cock in and pushed me forward, closing the gap between me and James’ cock. “Lick his cock and balls as your Daddy fucks himself on it,” James instructed. I didn’t need to be told twice, my tongue was out and licking the shaft of his cock as soon as it would appear out of my Dad’s ass. I was amazed that Dad was sitting on the whole fucking thing. It was massive not only in length but girth, so, even when Dad was all the way down on it, I had plenty to lick, not the least of which being his massive dark nut sac. Doc was steadily fucking my hole, slamming into me harder and harder, smashing my face in James sac. Dad’s cock and balls were bouncing off the top of my head as he moved up and down James’ shaft. Dad pulled off James’ cock and I seized it quickly in my mouth, sliding as far down on it as I could. I could feel the big black cock cutting off my airway and I slid back on it, I could taste Dad’s ass juice and my load from earlier. I wrapped my finger around the base and held it straight up for Dad to sit back down on it. He had turned so he was now facing James so his beautiful hairy ass would now be in my view. I watched as his hole stretched open and James’ big cock slid inside. My own cock jumped at the sight. Dad started to ride James’ cock again, this time he was moving faster. James’ hands were cupping Dad’s hairy cheeks and guiding him up and down his shaft. Doc was fucking my hole at nearly the same pace that Dad and James were fucking. “Work my nips, Drew,” James said to my Dad. Dad’s fingers grabbed James’ nipples and began to twist and pinch them, I could see his muscles move in his arms as he did this. James liked his nipples worked hard, it seemed. I started to lick James’ sac again, but this time sucking his nuts into my mouth. “Squeeze them you little fucker” James yelled. I reached up and wrapped my fist around them, while Doc grabbed my hips to help steady me. I slowly applied pressure to his sac, squeezing harder and harder. I could see his head was thrown back. I tighten my grip and squeezed harder. Doc was pounding my hole, ramming his cock in and out, and at some point had started to remove his cock completely and then ramming it back in. I knew my hole would be gape wide open after this. Dad was still fucking himself on James’ cock. I could feel his balls tightening up in my fist, so I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. “Fuck, going breed your hairy hole, Drew, gonna shoot.” I could feel his body stiffen up as his cock and balls started to jump. I had a close up view of the contractions of his cock as he emptied his load into my Dad’s hole. It just kept pulsating, even as Dad sat on it. Doc slammed his cock into me and I felt his cock pulse and twitch in my hole. I was getting my first load of the day and it only made me want more. I really wanted to slide down on James’ cock. Rip in my hole or not. I wanted that cock. Dad slowly raised off of James’ cock, I leaned in and engulfed the big black head in my mouth. It was still leaking cum and I slid down, again taking it in until I was choking myself. “Maybe your pussy can take it all, little man,” James said. “That’s something I want to see,” Dad said. “Let’s move to the bedroom” Doc suggested. All four of us got up and headed up to Doc’s bedroom, where I was tossed on the bed. “Looks like little man is ready for a good old fashioned gang bang,” James said.

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Five As we walked in silence to the set, I couldn’t help but think about the basement, wanting to be in it right now, playing with the other members and Dad. The first meeting of Dax at the house was so misleading, instead of being decent, he was a complete ass hole. Dad’s head was looking down as he walked, I could see the guilt now on his face. I reached over and put my hand on his back, a silent gesture of assurance that it was okay. He half faked a smile back at me. We arrived at the set, which looked like a typical teenager’s room. There were other men, naked, standing around waiting, not on us but on Dax. “Okay fuckers we had a change of plans.” Dax’s loud voice said from behind us. I could see the expressions on the men’s faces as if they were annoyed by this news. “Instead of a porn shoot, this is going out live on our site” he said, “And wipe the fucking attitudes off your faces” I didn’t wait for any instructions, I stripped off all my clothes and went on set and got onto the bed. I looked out at the men, the cameramen were slowly getting hard seeing my naked body. “Okay Daddy,” Dax said with a smart ass tone, “Get in there and rape that ass” Dad quickly stripped off his clothes, I stared at his hairy, muscular body still in awe of how hot Dad was. His cock was slowly getting hard. “I want you to get in there, pin him down and ram your big cock up his ass” Dax said slapping Dad’s ass. “Oh and make it hurt, for real” Dax said, “OR ELSE” Camera’s were up and I could see myself in monitors, as well as on their website. The count of how many were watching was quickly climbing. Dad moved in and jumped on the bed. He grabbed my arms and twisted me around, then slammed me face down on the bed. My eyes widened. I had never seen him like this. He had a look of hatred on his face and rage in his eyes. 
HIs legs pinned my legs together and held them there. He slammed his body down on my back, knocking the wind out of me. As I tried to catch my breath, he twisted my head to the camera. His hand gripped the back of my neck hard as his other hand lined up his hard cock with my hole. Without saying a word, Dad rammed his cock deep into my hole, fast and hard. I screamed as he pulled out and slammed back into me. “Excellent” Dax said as he watched. The camera men were moving about getting the fucking from different angles, as the site manager worked to get the three camera views up for all those watching to see. Dad had dropped his head behind mine as his hips pumped his cock in and out of my hole. Using his feet he pushed my legs open wide, spreading his with mine. I felt someone get between our legs and knew right away that it was a camera man getting a good close up of my hole stuffed with Dad’s hard cock. “I’m sorry” Dad softly whispered in my ear. The pain was gone and I was enjoying the fuck from Dad, it was a new side of him, I liked it. My cock was hard between me and the mattress, which was squeaking from Dad’s thrusts. I tightened up my face, as if I was in pain. Shit I was going to give Dax and his perverts a good show. Dad grabbed my hair with his fist and pulled my head up some. He released my neck and slid his forearm around my neck, pulling in tight. I could feel him choking me a bit, not cutting off my air supply, but just showing me he was in control. I fought the urge to push my ass up to meet his cock as he fucked my hole. I was sure that Dax wanted this to be as realistic as possible. I cried out in pain a few times, instead of moaning in pleasure. The slapping sound of Dad’s hips hitting my ass, echoed through the warehouse. His cock was rock hard slamming into me, harder and harder. I rolled my eyes up as if he was choking me out, thinking about Garrett, Coach and everyone else at home watching this live, stroking their cocks. “Your faggot ass is going to get filled with AIDS” Dad screamed at me. “No” I said crying a bit. I started to think about the saddest thing I could and the tears began to flow. “That’s it faggot, cry! Your life is over” He pushed my face down into the mattress as if he was trying to suffocate me. He pulled me back up moment later, I gasp for breath and was soon face down in the mattress again. I could smell the piss and sweat in the fabric. He pulled up and again I gasp for breath, as convincingly as possible. Dad cock continued to assault my hole, slamming in and out of it. I really started to panic when I could feel something run down my balls. I knew I didn’t have any cum inside me, not for two weeks and Dad didn’t use any lube or spit as he entered my hole. It was dry. I really started to panic as I thought about blood running down my balls. Dad sensed this and put his mouth down by my ear, whispering: “Relax baby, Daddy will take care of you” I don’t know how the mics or Dax didn’t pick up his whispering but no one reacted. “Hope you are ready for death” Dad said. He slammed his cock deep into me and held me tight. I could feel his cock shoot deep inside me. Dad was grunting, cussing and breathing heavy. He released me head and hair as he pushed himself up, putting his hands on my shoulder blades. He had me pinned this was for a moment and then started to pull out. “Get a close up on his cock, especially if it’s bloody” Dax ordered. Dad’s cock popped out of my hole. He gripped it by the base and held it tight as two camera men zoomed in for a close up of his cock. Cum hung from the piss slit. His cock head and shaft was smeared with a little blood. The other camera man zoomed in on my hole. It was red from the pounding and a small amount of blood. Cum was leaking out. I watched the whole thing play out in the monitors until they went black. Show was over. “It was good, but it could have been better” Dax said. I just laid on the bed as Dad stood at my feet. “Fuck cleaning up, get dressed and get out” Dax said, “I will let you know when you need to be here again” I jumped from the bed, pain shot from my hole. I didn’t want to give Dax the satisfaction of seeing me in pain. I quickly redressed and started for the door. The cool night air felt good as I stepped out. I had no idea where Dad was, I didn’t wait for him. I was leaning against the passenger side door as Dad exited the warehouse and made his way to the truck. The horn blew twice as he unlocked the door and I went in. Dad got in and started up his truck. “I’m sorry” was the only thing said as we drove home. I went straight to my room and shut the door. There was a soft knock on the door, followed by Dad saying: “I’m so sorry son” I laid down on my bed, plotting. I was going to get Dax, one way or another.

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty-Two I stood there waiting for Dad to reveal more about Dax. The two of them were standing close, just looking at one another. “Tell him, Drew,” Dax said. “Matt, Dax is your Grandfather, he's your mother’s dad” my Dad said to me. After everything I had learned about Dad since going in the basement, what I had experienced, this really didn't come as much of a shock to me. “Is Dax, or um, Grandpa poz as well” I asked. “Yes son,” Dad said. “Matt, your Dad and I had a physical relationship when he was married to your mom” Dax said. “Fuck buddies” I said. “Yes, you could say that,” Dad said. “Your Dad accidentally infected me,” Dax said, “and it changed my life for the better” “Wow!” I said. “So son, the strain that runs my veins, runs through yours and your Grandfather” Dad said. “One big poz family” I said. “In two weeks we are going to met Dax and make a little magic together” Dad said. I was intrigued, what the hell did that mean. “What are we going to do?” I asked “You will see” Dad said. “Just so you know, Matt, your gang bang film is the hottest thing I've seen” Dax said. “Yeah son you should be in pictures” Two weeks. The if the wait doesn't kill me, the anticipation will.