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14. Good Decisions, Bad Choices Conrad pressed his face into James's ass. His beard was tickling James's hole, and the boy tried to concentrate. He was bent over the dresser, and trying to focus on the torch and pipe while Conrad ate him out. He could feel every strand of hair in Conrad's beard; it was like a wire brush against his hole. "Take a big hit for me, boy," Conrad said, his voice muffled by James's butt. James inhaled deeply. In between Conrad feeding him clouds, he had also done more of the G. It was hard for him to remember where he was; he thought he was home, but the apartment was too big. Nor could he really remember how he had met Conrad. It didn't matter. Conrad's tongue pressed into his hole, and his world exploded in pain and pleasure. He wanted Conrad to stop. But at the same time, he pressed his ass back against Conrad, forcing the older man's tongue into his own defenseless hole. "Don't be shy," Conrad said. "Hit that pipe as much as you want." James hit the pipe again. It wasn't as intense as the day before. James wondered if he was habituating to the drugs, or if he was just spent for the weekend. Nevertheless, he did feel that familiar energy, and he had always been craving cock. "Please," he grunted. "Fuck me," James said. "Please?" "Don't worry," Conrad said, between pressing his tongue deep into his hole. "There's gonna be plenty of fucking." He was licking the insides of James's hole like an ice cream, savoring every flick of his tongue across the creamy surface. "Plenty of fucking." James took two more long hits on the pipe. As he exhaled the last one, he realized it wasn't that the drugs were affecting him less, it was more that they took longer to take effect. His head was spinning, and it was even hard for him to just stay upright. "Fuck boy," Conrad said. "You're wasted." "Yeah," Conrad slurred. He thought Conrad had asked him how high he was. But he might have asked permission to fuck him. It was already hard to remember what they had just said. "I've gotta get on your level," Conrad said, standing up. He was brushing his dickhead against James's hole. James shivered. It meant he was going to get fucked again. "Give me the pipe, and I'll fuck you while I smoke." "Please," James grunted, and handed the pipe to Conrad. He took it, but before he did anything, he lined up his cockhead with James's hole. "Please," James repeated, pressing his ass back, trying to get the stiff rod inside of him. "Fuck me." Conrad knew a hungry boy's ways, and waited until the familiar thick cloud had filled his chest. Only then did he press into the well-fucked hole. He went slowly, but even with barely an inch of his dick inside, the boy was already struggling. "Fuck," James grunted. "That's... That is..." he started, but couldn't finish. Conrad savored the hit, then exhaled it. "It's ok boy," he said. He took another long hit, feeling the drug take over his imagination. It no longer seemed like a problem that his cock was hurting James. In fact, it was going to fun to watch the boy struggle against the intense fucking. Plus, his struggles would only serve to massage and caress Conrad's cock. "It's gonna hurt a little bit." He took one more long hit, then put the pipe down. He grabbed a bottle of lube from the bed table, and squeezed a thick glob onto his cock. He paused, and then pushed in another few inches. The lube disappeared into James's hole, and elicited a gentle sigh from the boy. "Better?" Conrad asked. From long experience, he knew it was just enough to get him all the way in. It wasn't enough to keep the boy from suffering. The boy nodded. "Thank you," James said. "Of course, boy," Conrad said, and sank his cock deeper into the young man's rectum. It was warm, and he could feel the remaining cum and the lube start to mix. "I want this to feel so good." "I want you to feel good too," James said. "Really good. I'll do anything for you." "I'm glad to hear it," Conrad said. "I want to find all the ways you can make my cock hard." He swapped the lube for the pipe, and did one more hit. As he inhaled, he pressed his dick the rest of the way into James's hole. He stopped inhaling when his balls hit James's ass. He put away the pipe, and held the hit. Finally, he exhaled, the cloud enveloping both of them. He started to stroke his shaft in and out of James's hole. James could feel every ridge and vein on Conrad's cock, as it slid in and out of him. James's mind had gotten completely overwhelmed by the drugs. He knew that Conrad's cock was one of the most painful things he had felt; every movement sent new sparks of pain across his body. He also knew that nothing had ever felt like Conrad's cock. It was hard and stiff and raw and slamming in and out of James's sore hole. He couldn't get respite from the first without losing the second. But he'd endure the pain of the first for the pleasure of the second. Rather than trying to force something with Conrad, James took the easy way out. He grabbed the bottle of poppers, unscrewed the top, and took long hits from the brown bottle. "That's it," Conrad said. "I want you to feel the fuck as well." James held the hit before answering. "Please. Make me feel it," James grunted. He couldn't believe he had just asked Conrad to fuck him harder. The man's cock hurt, like it had sharp edges. He gasped. "Fuck," he managed to say. "I want you to do more poppers," Conrad said. His voice was deep and commanding; it was easy to follow his instructions. "Make you feel really horny. And then you can make me feel really horny too." "Yes," James said, and did another hit of poppers. He savored the warm chemical scent and the oblivion of pleasure it promised. But Conrad was ready. Just as James was getting used to the poppers high, he changed his cadence, and did his best to obliterate that potential pleasure from the poppers. Conrad's strokes were deeper; his cock thicker and longer, and the force was more than James had ever felt. For a brief moment in the popper haze, it felt good. But as soon as the drugs started to fade, the agony of the fuck was front and center in his mind. "I think I need a break," James said. "Just a few more minutes," Conrad said. "You feel so good," he continued. "You want me to enjoy your ass, don’t you?" He paused, and James nodded his head. "You want me to know how good you can make my dick feel?" "Yeah..." James said. Before he could say anything, Conrad interrupted. "My dick feels so good right now. Buried deep in your hole. So fucking hot. So hungry." He pressed his body against James's back, and ran his hands across James's flat, furry stomach. "Just a little longer. I love fucking you." "But, it hur..." James started to say, but Conrad suddenly pulled his cock all the way out of him. He gasped at the white-hot pain from his ass, but the complete terror of being empty was what brought the tears to his eyes. "Let's get on the bed," Conrad said. He had pulled James up, and was stroking the thick stubble on his face. "We've got a lot more to do, don't you think?" Conrad nodded his head, and James subconsciously followed his lead. "Please," was all he managed to say. He was still trying not to scream in pain from his sudden de-penetration. Conrad smiled, and spun James around. The two faced each other. Conrad kissed him. "This is going to be epic," he said. He lead the two of them to the bed, a king-size bed, with thick metal pillars and head board. James noticed a few thick hooks and rings welded to the frame; some of them had thick leather restraints already attached. James stared at the restraints for a second; Conrad saw him. He laughed, and before James could even breathe, the young man was on his back, his arms spread wide and secured in the black leather. "Fucking EPIC," Conrad said, as he grabbed the boy's legs and spread them wide.

I know the slam I took was a heavy one as the rush was off the charts, and the AIDs infected dick in my hole feels fantastic, but the P.A. is doing damage inside of me. The other one comes and is looking in my eyes as he is squeezing my nipples then says he is well tweaked out and ready for what's coming. After 20 minuter of fucking my self on this beautiful dick as the others watch with them pictures, he is cums in me as the swelling of his dick is shooting his toxic load into my boy hole. He pushes me off, then I turn around and see his cum covered dick and drop to my knees to clean that dick and lick up the cum that is not in my body. As I'm cleaning his dick off, someone is saying SATIN has a new member and will do us proud tonight, and in the future, like the rest of the night, as I was nothing more a cumdump for their cum and piss. I'm in a dorm room at school with a roommate Peter he is like my as to our bodies as he also was on the swim team. I see Peter is on his phone a lot and in the bathroom and as I listen, you can hear him jerking off, which at school you can get in trouble. I have to find what he is jerking off to, so I get a small camera to find out, and when I see he is jerking off to gay male porn, I hit the jackpot. I start to walk around the room naked, and I can see his eyes following me as I have the chastity cage on, Peter asks what is that for, so I tell him as I know you jerk off to gay male porn. I tell him he has to go with me as wearing a chastity cage is not the school rules, but jerking off to gay male porn will get you thrown out banned with your parents disowning you, then you will be on the streets. Peter goes with me to Dr. Jeff's office, and like me, he is given a thorough examination. I will take him to this week's party for his deflowering and his possible pozzing as Peter is a virgin so that he will bleed, but you never know if the toxic loads will enter his bloodstream. When we get there, I'm all over Peter kissing him, sucking the last of his negative load out of him as the Men who are here to bring Peter into the brotherhood are here now. They pull me off and give me two points as one is for me, and the other is for Peter. When Peter sees the needle, he is panicky, so I kiss him and say this will make it so much better for you as I tie off his arm see the flash of blood when the plunger pushes it magical Tina into Peter I see gasping for air as he is coughing so much I take his arm above his head and lick the blood where the needle gave Peter the slam. I can see in his eyes he is ready. They push me away as they are going after Peter as hungry wolfs at a fresh kill as Peter screams are music to my ears, so I slam my self and enjoy the show and get the chance to clean off the dick that comes from Peter former negative virgin hole. I give Peter a booty bump as that makes him more hungry. The only problem is I'm still in chastity but one down two to go before I let out. I get Peter back to the dorm and give him plenty of water and a good shower and inspect his hole to see how much damage was done, They did some damage, but after a few more times he will be what he dreams of but in reality, be the real thing a POZ cumdump faggot. next Big Bill

Day 1 So I got into the cab that was waiting to take me to JFK and was super excited when I saw that the cab driver was super hot and not one of those really old retired guys. I was in the back seat trying not to fantasize about him pulling over in a rest stop or a secluded area and fucking my brains out but that was a little harder to do (pun intended). I was rock hard and I needed to try and make it go down and thought if I could during the drive rub one out in my pants I would just change when I could so I wouldn't have to walk around in cum filled pants. I caught a few glances of the cab driver watching my in the mirror before he saw me and focused more on the road. I thought him watching me was hot so I decided to put on a little show for him when he looked again so I undid my pants and started to rub myself through my underwear. I lifted my shirt as well and started to play with my nice pink nipples and I swear I saw him lick his lips at the sight. The playing in the cab made it start to warm up so I took my shirt off exposing my body to him in fullness. I heard him moan and saw he had a hand in his pants as he watched me tease him. We drove like this for a while and when I saw we were coming up to a rest stop I asked him if he needed a break for a moment. He moaned a yes and pulled to the back of the rest stop. I got out of the cab just as I was and he did as well and within a quick moment we were kissing each other. He quickly shoved his tounge down my throat while pinching my nipples causing me to moan in his mouth and no sooner did we break the kiss he latched on my left nipple with his mouth like he was suckling from a teat. His hand went under the waistband of my underwear and wrapped around my precum soaked cock causing a whimper to come from me. After a few more minutes of foreplay he pushed me to my knees and undid his pants reveling a lushes bush and a thich 12 inch cock that made my mouth water. In preparation for this I practiced allot on large and long items to make sure I wouldn't be bothered with any cock size and was able to take his down to the root in one shot making him shake and moan. I slobbered all over his cock to get it nice and ready for what I truly wanted. I came up for air and was shocked to see that I had missed the biohazard tattoo that was on the tip of his dick. He saw me looking and told me that he has some condoms in the cab if I wanted me to use one. I told him that there was no way that I would want one and told him about my Poz pilgrimage trip and I wanted to end the summer with as many strains of the bug as I could find. This made my hunky cab driver smile and said well I am glad that I could start the beginning of what will be the best summer of your life as he spun me around and didn't waste any time shoving his cock into my aching ass. Thankfully I used enough saliva to help with some lube but with the fierceness of him plunging in like that I knew it was going to still be a bit painful and he would tear me a bit. Sure enough he pulled out and spun me around to show me the hit of red on his cock. This is to make sure you start to take my babies and to help you complete your goal. I kissed him and spun back around and let him continue his onslaught to my ass. He was pounding me for about fifteen minutes and he told me he was about to cum and he slammed into my hole one last time and unloaded with gusto a river of poz cum inside my ass. He shuddered and fell on top of my back and started to kiss my neck and nibble my ear. He whispered "here you go sexy the first of hopefully many Poz loads to infect you". He slid out of me with a plop and I asked him to go into the trunk and get my rubber butt plug from my bag and put it in. He did and we got dressed again and continued our drive to the air port. As I got out of the cab I hugged him and kissed him one last time and he gave me his card with his personal number on it asking for me to text him to see how the trip was going and that when I get back if I want him to pick me up again to call. I winked at him and told him I sure would and then I started to go check in for my flight.

I am an insatiable top that loves to breed till my balls are empty. Today I bred a guy for 3 hours and gave him 5 loads. We were short on time but I wanted to leave 1 more. We plan to see each other again and I am going for 6 next time. I love a guy who can take it and take it. I need a guy that has an ass that doesn't want to stop!

Who can I find to suck on this then bend over and breed until I blast balls deep. I love to cruise the park and hiking trail by my camp. So many hot young guy's always looking for Anon. play and they never ask Stats they see the size and beg for it.

I remember when I heard about The Six. I had just been barebacked by a dominating top. We had Poz talk throughout. The last words I spoke was “ Give me your Poz babies” as he bred into me. “The problem with me” he said as he lay back down on the bed “ is I am firing blanks and it is clear you are ready for the real thing.” I laughed. “ You are the real thing. I love Poz guys even if you have meds. I have been fucked by many guys not on meds. I enjoy the feeling of Poz guys filling me up with dirty seed”. My top laughed “That is because you are a slut that craves Poz cum, but I have known you long enough to know you need more than just the Poz seed, you need the Gift.” He smiled “ I think you need The Six”. I laughed. It sounded absurd. “ it is no joke “ He said. That was 4 months ago. Now I was here in a large dark room in a bathhouse that had been booked for the night, under “ The Six” Well there were 6 of us in the room,but clearly we were not The Six. We were the bottom sluts. Some of us were freaking out. “ What the fuck am I doing here?” One guy was almost pleading to us. Another guy had a smile on his face , which probably matched my own. It was nirvana. Alright it was nirvana mixed with excitement and fear. But I was hot for this. Every fibre wanted this. The poppers that I breathed in heavily helped draw me into this new heaven. My dominant top , that was one of many on my way to Poz slutdom had explained it abit to me.” The Six “ are guys who are all Poz without meds. They are made up of either newly Poz guys or Poz guys that are dominant and need to infect continuously. They change , so one time it may be made up of the same guys for 2 pozzings but it might change along the way with a different guy appearing occasionally or several,” I was erect when he told me this “ How does it work ? “I could hardly contain my excitement. Basically it was a group of six guys who met every few months, sometimes only twice a year, sometimes 3 or 4 times a year. They were made up of guys not on meds who wanted to Gift willing guys. The guys who were going to be gifted needed to be invited by members and there could be no backing out if the invitation was accepted. The strike rate I was told was basically 100 %. Because of all of this you never entirely knew which one of the six made you pregnant. “ The moment they walk in, the name of the game is to make all the Negs Poz. You can get fucked by 1 or all 6. It is not up to you. It is up to them. There also needs to be 6 bottoms who need to be Poz. It is not enough to need it, you have to be almost fated to be Poz. It is why this sometimes takes months to occur, sometimes up to 6 months. You never truly know who infects you. God knows what happens if you try to back out” a wry smile came over him” let’s just say you don’t leave without the Gift” “How do you know so much about it. Are you part of it?” I asked. “ I am on Meds, of course not “ he smiled at me “ “But before that “ I said. He just smiled “ It usually happens at a bathhouse. The room is booked , the bottoms arrive and then The Six. “I gulped, I could hardly breath. This could be all bullshit. But part of me knew it wasn’t. “ I am going to put your name forward.” He said.” You will get an email. It will be an email will have a subject line “ The Six” It will have a Respond/ Delete button. If you delete, you can never again be one of the sluts going to be pozzed by The Six. If you respond you agree to it all, no backing out at all. You will receive an email with time and place. No backout.” He smiled again. “This is you “ Here I was 4 months later in a dark room in a bathhouse with 4 other slut bottoms and another near hysterical bottom. “ I am out of here” he said” Sorry this was all a mistake “ He didn’t move though. “ No one is forcing you to stay ,there is the door, you can open it “ said the guy with the smile on his face. There was footsteps outside the door then it opened. Six guys came in , one after the other, all different. It was hard to make out the features because of the dark. A guy had “ The look” veins and what I imagined with a largish belly and a long dick. I licked my lips. A couple of the guys looked like they were maybe bottoms in normal sex but here they all were in front of us full of Poz venom, infected with life force. It was a beautiful sight, only ruined by the nervous nelly wandering around. “ I have to go sorry. I made a big mistake “ said nervous nelly. There was no answer. One of the six stepped up to nervous nelly put his hands on the bottoms shoulders and pushed him down to the top’s dick. Nervous nelly was confused and just opened his mouth and let the dick come in. He started sucking hard on the dick. The top fed him poppers. I always thought at this point there would be a little speech about a group of Poz guys infecting a group of Neg guys. No one moved to make a speech, but smiling bottom seeing nervous nelly sucking furiously on the popper fed cock took it upon himself to go up to the top I had been eyeing and grab his cock. With expert handling, while my jealousy started to rise, he guided the Poz Look guy expertly with his hands and within 10 seconds he was being ridden by Poz look guy hard. “ I want your Poz babies” smiling guy yelled. Meanwhile already nervous nelly was getting bred by Poz top. His smile said everything. Nervous Nelly was as happy as a pig in shit. I felt hands against me and I was pushed forward. I didn’t have time to think before I felt a sharp pain inside me that eased as I put poppers up to me. A voice next to my ear said.” Don’t worry mate. I saw you eyeing crix guy, my Viral Load is higher than his. You are bound to be toxic. By the time you have been ridden a couple of times you will be in the Club. Infection guaranteed. “I allowed my self to sniff heaven with poppers and looked around. Everyone was fucking. There were 12 people in the room. Interspersed with the moans were words you heard. “ Charge me “ “ I want to be Poz” “fucking infect me !!” “ these are the last seconds you will be a neg boy” Breed me, breed me!!” I want to be pregnant with Poz” this last comment was made by nervous nelly as Poz Top pushed into him. “Fuck take that Poz infected load “ he gasped My maker whispered into my ear. “Fuck I am going to breed that scared little slut with my Poz load, after I have finished infecting you.I can feel my PA scraping against your insides. You should be bleeding now and the infection should take . Fuck I am about to poison you.” I was shocked that I maybe bleeding. It scared me ,but I didn’t miss a beat. “Infect me. Make me yours. Make me Poz “ that was too much for him and he suddenly lurched into me.” Have my dirty seed slut” he whispered. He lay there for a moment, then slowly backed away, leaving me raw , bloody and full of Poz sperm. “ “You all leave here infected” he said as walked away. Before I had time to react, someone else entered me . “ Fuck blood and sperm “ you sure are going to pregnant with Poz by the time this is finished. I am a bottom” he said “I have only topped twice and that is to Poz sluts like you. You are the Second guy. The first one was that scared guy over there, but now I have built up some more Poz sperm , it is going to be you. Fuck I feel the need charge you. “I whimpered” “Please make me toxic”. “Bitch the PA bitch before you created the cake, I am just putting the icing on top. Take those babies slut.” It felt like hours I was there. It felt at least 4. There were moments where I needed to sit but felt torn and sore. The Six would Poz then rest, the come back for more. Crix guy bred me, but I felt like a whimpering mess. As he pushed his Poz cum in my ass I felt a tear in my eye. When it was all over I was sore and bloodied and two weeks later I came down with the tell tale flu. I received an email after I knew my results. The subject line was “ The Six” It had an accept and a decline on it. The accept said “ Be part of The Six for the next conversion. The decline was I was going on Meds. I accepted and smiled. I could now give what I received.

Daddy’s Cuntboy – A Continuation Part 21 Hours later... the four of us fell asleep on the bed exhausted. It had been a session! My new body had been revealed and boy was on his way to being inducted into the pack. I was the first to come out of it... I have to admit the craving for meth woke me. I sat up shaking and saw Daddy tightly embracing boy and puppy, their mouths suckling on his tits. I growled and went directly to his cock... needing to feed on the concentrated chem piss his bladder would be releasing. “Fucking cunt!” Daddy laughed as he awoke to my mouth cunt working his cock and released the dark golden stream down my throat. Seeing me feed on the concentrated chem piss, boy quickly released Daddy’s tit and moved to join me on the cock... “Please!” he begged. Holding Daddy’s cock, I pulled it out of my mouth cunt and quickly placed it into boy’s. “Take Daddy’s morning piss,” I growled as boy greedily took to the acrid piss like a pro and drank the last remnants of chem piss. I smiled... Daddy handed me the freshly packed pipe and lit the torch. Taking hold of boy, Daddy unbuckled the rubber harness and handed it to puppy. “Ok... time we wind down.” Daddy said, getting off the bed. “Boy, don’t you need head home?” Reluctantly, boy nodded and moved his feet off the bed... the shifting weight of his body causing his weighted ball sac to shift in his rubbered pouch. “Fuck!” he groaned, standing nervously as he realized he had left his clothes in the entryway. “What are you waiting for?” Daddy joked as he moved to the shelf, grabbed a duffle bag and held it out to boy. “The clothes you came in are gone. This is for you.” Without a second thought, boy answered and took the bag. “Thank you, Daddy.” Smiling, boy began to examine the contents and pulled out a pair of bleached button-fly 501s. “Go on...” Daddy said, sitting down for the show. Putting the bag down, boy slipped his feet into the jeans and pulled the jeans up to his rubbered jock pouch. Grabbing hold of the pouch, he grunted as he forced his balls against his crotch and pushed his rigid cock to the side and shoved them in... “Nice,” Daddy smiled. Securing his jewels in the jeans, boy’s trapped cock strained for release, presenting a fucking beautiful bulge. “Help your beta,” Daddy then directed me. Eagerly, I jumped off the bed and went for the bag of gear. “MMMM,” I moaned as I removed a pair of yellow football socks, crawled to boy’s feet and kissed them. “Lift,” I said to boy and proceeded to slip them on his feet. “Boots!” Daddy then yelled to puppy. Quickly, puppy gathered a pair of black 10-hole steel toed rangers with no laces and placed them at my side. “Shit yeah!” boy growled, bending down and picking one up. Holding it close, he began to take in the scent of piss and cum soaked leather. Satisfied, he handed the boot to me and I held it as his yellow socked foot slipped in... a perfect fit. Repeating the ritual with the other boot, “Fucking piss skin,” I mumbled as I rolled the jeans up to meet the top of the boots and exposed the top of the yellow socks. I went to the bag and took out a pair of yellow laces I had seen earlier and showed boy how to properly lace on the right boot. On finishing, I held the other up to him and got on all fours... becoming a foot stool for my beta. Feeling his weight firmly on my back, I groaned as he struggled to repeat the lesson. "Straight up the inside... straight across the outside... don’t forget to skip a pair,” I reminded him when he stumbled on a step and would grow impatient. Finally, he removed his laced boot from my back and stood. “Good boy!” Daddy chuckled as he motioned to the bag... I grinned. “One more thing...” Slowly, boy moved... Taking in the feeling of his jeans tightly encasing his body, his crotch aching from the pressure of his rubber encased genitals against the denim. “Fuck me!” boy growled as he pulled out a black rubber polo and held it up, taking in the yellow trim on the collar and sleeves. ‘Will it fit?” he wondered. Immediately, boy slid his sweat slicked arms into the sleeves and pulled the rubber down...his head through the neck, the polo stretched as it went over his shoulders. Stretching and straightening the rubber, boy rolled the rubber down his pecs and over his tight abs. “The final piece,” I smiled, holding a pair of yellow braces and proceed to finish kitting him up. I guided boy to the mirror where he stood, speechless... admiring his geared up body, his hands grazing his pecs as explored his rubbered torso... his erect tits prominently showing. Seeing us, puppy came up behind. Turning us towards him, he reached out, took hold of our collars and pulled our faces to him... “Fucking piss pigs...” and began to explore our open mouth cunts with his tongue. His cock nestled prominently on his balls in front of him, Daddy rose and removed boy’s collar. “Alright pigs... time for boy’s exit.” He walked to the door of the dungeon and opened it. “Just so you know boy, you will remove that gear before entering here. You’ll be collared, harnessed and wearing that jockstrap when you enter this place unless I decide otherwise. Understood?” Acknowledging, boy nodded and left the dungeon as Daddy said, “I’ll let you know when I want you here.” It didn’t take long for Daddy’s order for boy to return. Ever since that day, boy’s cock seemed to be constantly hard... remembering what had happened to him and his new found hunger for piss. The next week, boy received a text: Get ready... I’ll be there in an hour to pick you up. Moaning, boy responded enthusiastically... he had been wanting to return since he left... and rushed to clean his cunt and shave down the little stubble he had on his body. Standing at the bathroom mirror, boy smiled at his smooth body and placed the ball weight back on his sac. “Fuck!” he gasped, still amazed at the sight of his elongated sac hanging mid-thigh. “Gotta hurry up.” he thought and began to gear up for the session. As he finished lacing his boots, boy received Daddy’s text and took one last look in the hall mirror, smiling at the sight of the skin piss pig in front of him. He hurried down and out of the building. “Fuck me,” he said, seeing Daddy sitting in his truck, his torso bare but for the leather harness framing his pecs. A smile appeared on Daddy’s face and he took off his sunglasses, “Nice boy... present.” Opening the door, boy stood back and fell to his knees... arms behind his arched back and head down. Grabbing boy’s collar from the seat, Daddy ordered him in and secured the collar around boy’s neck. “I want everyone to see what you are... a fucking skin piss pig.” Daddy took hold of boy’s hand and placed it on the hard mound between his legs and drove home. Along the way, boy noticed the looks and stares but didn’t care... he was where he belonged. Finally, they arrived at the front of the house. With the engine still running, Daddy told boy to get out and wait at the front door. “Make sure that anyone walking by sees you.” Daddy laughed and took the truck into the back. Waiting for a while, boy began to get nervous... “What if he changed his mind?” A bit later, the door opened and there stood Daddy... “Yesss,” boy moaned as he took the sight of the leather god. Daddy stood in his boots... his cock encased in a black leather jock; his heavy pecs framed in the wide leather harness. Motioning boy in, he ordered boy to strip down to his rubber jock. Obediently, boy unlaced his boots and removed his yellow socks and placed them neatly beside the bench in the entryway... the socks sticking out of the top of them. Next, boy struggled to remove the tight bleached jeans... a moan came out as his rubber bulge was released from the confines of the crotch. Lastly, boy pulled at the waist of the rubber polo and removed it with a snap. Bending down to place the jeans and polo next to his boots, boy felt Daddy’s rough hands begin to explore his cunt and check for any hair. “Good boy,” Daddy said and placed the rubber harness on boy and secured it tightly.“ Handing boy a packed pipe and torch, he walked into the living room as boy lit the pipe began to greedily inhale the thick white clouds. “When you think you’ve had enough, take another hit then head into the dungeon and climb on the sling.” Taking the extra hit, boy placed the pipe and torch on the side table and made his way to the dungeon. Reaching the door, boy held his breath and entered the dungeon lit in a red glow... He began to get excited... his body now reacting to the meth and the memories. He made his way to the sling. Before climbing in, his hands caressed the well-worn leather. He bent to examine it closer... the scent of the sweat, piss and cum permanently imbedded in the leather overtook him and be took a long lick... hoping to taste a part of himself in it. Then, he remembered his orders... he climbed on the sling and waited for what was to happen. Daddy walked into the living room and poured himself a drink. “Give him about fifteen minutes cunt and then head in.” I moaned... seeing him fix some rigs. Finishing the first one, he turned to me. “Fucking chemwhore..” I dropped to me knees and crawled to my Daddy. “Please Daddy, slam your cunt.” As I crawled, puppy began to follow me... encouraging me to let go. “Fucking chemwhore... You’ll do anything for that slam rush... won’t you, cunt?” he growled, seeing me fixate on the large dose. “Fuck yeah, puppy!” I growled, you had a hand in it... you fucking got me to where I am.” I continued on until I reached the feet of our Daddy and held out my arm. “Yep, fucking chempig.” Daddy said, prepping my arm and shoving the chems into my arm. Immediately, I felt the rush go through me... my body coming alive again from the meth invading every part of my body. “Shit yes!” I growled, knowing what I had to do to keep the chems flowing into me. Relishing the feeling, I began crawling to the dungeon. “Fucking, cunt.” I heard puppy growl as I left the living room and made my way to the dungeon. Down the hallway I crawled, my bloated ball sac pushing against my muscular inner thighs. I had now been totally accustomed to my new body and loved the feeling of the straining yellow mesh of my jock rubbing against my shaved skin as I crawled. I knew what the next steps for boy would be. I began to imagine puppy entering the dungeon that first time as he joined in Daddy’s project... the total transformation of me into cunt. When I reached the door, I stood... knowing this would be the last time I would be entering upright. As I took hold of the door knob, I held my breath and entered the red tinged room. There he was... my beta. Walking up to him, our eyes locked on each other... “Fucking piss craving skin...” I immediately began to secure him to the sling. Grabbing his right wrist, I held it out and began to lick his shaved pit taking in the dripping beads of sweat. “MMMM” boy groaned... my tongue working its way to his bicep as I buckled the leather cuff and repeated the pit worship. I moved between his legs... I moaned seeing the full black rubber pouch with the double yellow stripes straining against his erect cock. I slowly pulled the jock down and moaned as his hard-dripping cock escaped it rubbered confines... his weighted ball sac quickly dropped... causing him to let out a hard grunt. I held it to my face and began to lick the musky sweat from the rubber. All I wanted to do was worship the cock that produced this but I continued with my job and secured his ankles. Then I began to explore his body... wanting to know every inch of the manboy I was now serving. His body shivered at my touch as my fingertips traced the contours of his muscled torso towards his pecs. “Fuck yeah,” I growled, taking hold of his tits. Feeling the thickening flesh, I smiled... I grabbed the tit clamps hanging from the sling chain and held the clamp up for him to see. “Fucking pig tits, for my beta.” Quickly, I placed the clamp against his left tit and released it. “AWWW FUUUCK!” he growled, his body bucking in the sling from the pressure of the clamp’s teeth biting into his sensitive tit. Before he could grow accustomed to the pain, I quickly released the other clamp onto the bare right tit and stood back. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” he started... trying to deal with the immense pain on his tits. Standing there, I began to stroke his muscled abdomen... “Fucking pig tits...“ I repeated, encouraging him to accept what was happening. After a bit boy calmed down somewhat as the meth flowing through his veins over road his pain receptors, turning it into pleasure. Moving between boy’s legs, I stood back and took hold of the ball weight. “Yeah, fucking balls to your knees...” I smiled, continuing to hold it, feeling the warm weight of the metal as I examined the taught skin of the sac. “You’re ready.” I moved to the table and grabbed the rig Daddy had prepared earlier. Holding it up to see the full contents, I moaned... wanting to slam it all for myself... the craving was there, but I knew I what I had to do and moved to his arm. “Fucking gonna have you flying, boy.” I smiled and wrapped the tourniquet around his bicep and began licking the inside of his bicep. “Fuck yeah!... Slam me, cunt!” boy begged as he moaned from the increasing pull on his swinging ball sac. Releasing the register into boy, I growled... “You’re Daddy’s now!” and licked the blood from the injection site. “AWW FUCK!” boy cried out as the large dose flowed throughout my beta pig’s body. I stood there watching as boy’s hips began to undulate from the chem’s reaction in the sling. I was in awe... “Fuck yes! Yes! YES!” boy began to babble, his body losing control. “Gotta piss! Piss! PISS!” he exclaimed as his cock exploded in a torrent that shot over his body, drenching it in a sheen of chem piss. “FUCK ME!” I exclaimed, never expecting my beta’s reaction to the slam. The stream continued... drenching boy and sending rivulets of piss down on the floor to pool. “Yes!” I moaned as I dropped to the floor and began slurping up the chem piss released by my beta. I continued feeding on boy’s piss as the fluids released slowed from boy’s cock and pooled on his abs. “Fucking piss pig,” I said, seeing the smile on boy and I knew he was ready. I left boy relishing in his piss and crawled out of the dungeon to let Daddy and puppy know it was on... Daddy chuckled softly to himself as we all looked at boy. This one was a natural, he thought. Daddy’s cock rose as he watched boy’s piss covered pecs continue to heave. “Fucking beautiful.” puppy commented, a wave of desire overcoming him. “Go on puppy, examine your beta.” Daddy encouraged as he grabbed me by my collar and shoved his cock into my mouth cunt. “Yeah, cunt... Take care of Daddy’s cock.” he growled. My mouth cunt began work Daddy’s cock... sucking and worshipping it like I had been trained. Daddy thrust deeply in and pulled back, relishing in the warmth of my mouth cunt. I needed his cock and all it represented. I continued... pushing him closer to the edge with every movement as I remained... my back arched on all fours... my bloated cunt lips throbbing above my permanently engorged ball sac. Reaching down, he grabbed my hard, swollen tits and shoved his cock deep down my throat, yelling a string of obscenities as he filled my gullet with his chem laden spunk. Pulling out, my lips surrounded the shaft to savor the salty-bitter musk of my cunt. Asserting his position, puppy had risen with a snarl and moved to boy. “Fuck yeah,” he growled, peering into boy’s dilated green eyes. “Fucking tweaked out piss skin...” he said, running his hands over the piss slick shaven scalp and down to boy’s strong shoulders. “Mmmmm,” boy moaned as hands moved to his smooth pits and down to his piss slicked pecs. Grabbing the tit chain, puppy pulled and twisted... Shuddering, boy gasped as the clamps pulled on the now reddened tits sending an electrifying rush through his cunt. “Yes,” I murmured to my alpha, seeing the pulse of boy’s cunt lips reacting. He continued his exploring of boy, running his hands down the side of boy’s muscular torso. Fingers traced the six pack abs and moved down to the slightly extended navel and flicked it. “Fuck!” boy inhaled sharply as boy moved between boy’s legs and took hold of boy’s cock with one hand and held the weighted sac in the other. “MMMM,” puppy licked his lips, as the stream of drool from boy’s thick shaft hit his hand. “Please, puppy!” boy began to plead, acknowledging the power that his alpha held over him. “Soon,” puppy grinned, as a bead of precum escaped the red mesh pouch holding puppy’s cock and balls which fell to the piss covered floor. Enjoying the feel of boy’s weighted sac in his hand, puppy gripped the leaking cock tighter and began milking it. “Nice,” he said, positioning his tongue over the cock. He began to pull and twist on the weighted sac, pulling it down even further causing boy to groan... boy’s cock throbbed in response to the pain. “On with it, puppy!” ordered Daddy and he rose, taking a final lick of the cock and released the weight. Walking to the gear shelf, puppy grabbed the vac pump... “Motherfuuuckerrrr...” I exclaimed as puppy grabbed a long clear vacuum tube and ordered me to his side. Instinctively, I remained on all fours and crawled to him, opening my mouth as he held out two smaller suction tubes attached by a connector tube. “Good cunt,” puppy smiled and placed the tube in my mouth. “Come,” he ordered and I obediently followed behind him. With his face directly over boy’s, puppy sucked in a deep breath and let out a large ball of spit that fell into boy’s open mouth. “Swallow.” our alpha warned him. Obediently, boy swallowed the viscous spit, further accepting his position in the pack. With a wicked smile, puppy removed the clamps from his tits, causing boy to cry out in pain as the blood rushed back into the flesh. Grabbing a bit of lube, he slathered it around boy’s now reddened tits, causing boy to let out a sharp moan and placed them on the tortured tits... “Pump, cunt.” he ordered. Letting out a deep sigh, boy’s tits expanded out from his pecs as the pumping began. “Keep pumping.” I continued the pumping action as puppy held the long cylinder up for boy to see. Seeing boy’s tits finally expanding, he smirked. “Daddy decides.” As his lube slicked finger ran the edge of the cylinder, he ordered me to release. Seeing what was to happen, I let out a deep growl as puppy took hold of boy’s cock and lowered the clear tube until it rested on his sac. I disconnected the connecting tube from tit cylinders. “Fuck yes,” I moaned, seeing the beginning of a tit pig like myself and smiled. “Yup,” puppy said as he turned on the electric pump connected to the cock cylinder. “AH FUCK!” boy growled, feeling the blood rushing into his swollen cock as it darkened and expanded. He lay there, looking up at our alpha as his tits and cock swelled in their confines. The red mesh pouch strained at puppy’s engorged cock as he stared into boy’s green eyes. “Tell me what you need, boy” he asked, slowly pulling down the red jock. “I want...” boy began. Interrupting, puppy continued. “Not what you fucking want, but what you need.” His eyes fastened on puppy’s dark eyes. He hesitated... “Your cock... I need your cock.” Nodding, puppy began to lower his jockstrap... the thick root of his cock now showing above the waistband. Catching his breath, boy let out a deep growl as the shaft was slowly revealed while his tits and cock extended even more. “Please!” he begged as the waistband continued its path down the shaft until only the large cockhead remained under the red elastic material. “Why, boy?” puppy taunted him. “Why do you need this?” His mouth watering, boy realized the intent of his question. “Because, I am beta.” he said, lowering his eyes. Satisfied boy had accepted his status, puppy smiled, “Good boy.” My beta lay there reveling in the sensations coming from his tits and cock, his body enveloped in sexual arousal from the vacuuming... or was it from the submission? With a sudden snap, puppy’s cock was released and stood rigid. “Fucking beta...” he snarled and moved in, slapping the rigid shaft against boy’s enveloped cock. Startled, boy groaned from the sudden sensation against his engorged cock. The slapping continued, increasing the level of arousal as the pump worked his cock. His breath grew rapid... as the combination of the slapping and pumping went on. Then with a deep moan, boy’s pleasure revealed itself... “FUUUUUUUUCK!” he screamed as a massive shudder went up and down his spine. His hips thrusting, the stretched balls released a torrent of white spunk through his cock into the tube. As his arched back relaxed, boy sank back into the sling. “Very good, boy.” puppy smiled as he released the tube from boy’s now blood engorged cock. “Fucking fat cock!” puppy complemented. Looking down, boy gasped at the sight of his cock now even thicker and longer. Then with a look of horror, he glanced at me, his eyes moving down from my thick tits to my swollen sac barely contained in the yellow mesh pouch. Seeing his reaction, Daddy laughed. “Don’t fucking worry boy...” as boy flinched when puppy took hold of the engorged cock and gathered the dripping cum back into the tube. Holding the tube, puppy motioned me over. On reaching my alpha, I opened his mouth in the expectation of being fed. Eyebrow raised, “Fucker,” puppy shook his head and looked to my stretched out yellow pouch. Acknowledging, I took hold of the cum-filled tube and filled it with a load of my chem piss. “That’s right,” puppy growled, taking the load of piss and cum. “Drink,” puppy ordered and began to pour it contents down boy’s throat. Greedily, boy happily took every fucking drop down. “YUP,” puppy enthusiastically said, confirming boy’s craving for piss had been firmly imprinted and walked back to the shelf and grabbed an Elastrator. "Shit yes!” I yelled as puppy removed the clear tubes on his now expanded tits. Moaning, boy felt the tines from the tool release the rubber band and slide over his tit. “AWWWW FUCK!” He yelled as puppy repeated the action on his other tit. Admiring the now distended tits, puppy brushed them with his fingers... causing boy to shiver from the pressure of the bands and his alpha’s fingers now surrounding his blood flushed areolas. “Fucking piss skin,” puppy grunted. “You’re loving this aren’t you?” Groaning, boy agreed, reveling in the degradation. “Fuck yes! Fucking love this shit!” Unfastening boy’s wrists, puppy moved to release his ankles. “Go on,” puppy motioned to the mirror and moved aside. His body still under stress from all the action, boy raised his head and tried to get out of the sling. Unable to balance, he dropped his head back on the sling with a look of defeat. “It’s ok. Help him, cunt.” puppy said reassuringly. Rising, I moved between my beta’s legs. Smiling at the sight of his body, I moaned. Motioning him to reach for my hands, I took hold of them and held them tight. “Come on,” I encouraged as I pulled him up and out of the sling. With a tight grip, I steadied him and we walked towards the mirror... his gaze on me the whole time. Giving him a nod, “Look, beta...” I said. He turned, and focused on the sight in front of him. With his head cocked to the side, his hands held the rubber harness framing his pecs. He glanced at the distended tits now tightly gripped by the rubber rings and moved to feel them. “Fuck yeah,” I groaned... wanting to take them in my mouth. His eyes moved down to the thick cock flush from the blood now filling it to the point he almost didn’t recognize it. A look of introspection came over boy’s face... What was it Daddy said? Don’t worry? He did worry, not knowing what was to happen... Then, he smiled... Daddy now owned him. Daddy would be making all the decisions. His gaze then moved to the heavy ring surrounding his ball sac... “Fuck!” he moaned, the weight of ring finally sinking in. He continued looking at it... the taught skin stretched down almost to mid-thigh. His hips moved slightly and his pendulous balls swung, hitting his inner thighs... causing him to almost buckle from the sensation. I gripped him tightly and held him up. “Fucking beautiful!” I said, moving in and kissing him passionately. “UHHH...” he moaned taking me in his arms and devouring me with his mouth. His hands moved to my hard tits... examining them... feeling the thick tissue that had formed. I nodded, taking his hands and placing them on his banded tits. “AWWW FUCK YES!” he groaned... Taking hold of my right tit as he held his own, his fingernails began to bite into them. “Shit yes!” I hissed, nodding... “Pig tits.” Releasing our tits, boy’s hands moved to my jock pouch and reached in. His hands explored the swollen mound... his fingertips feeling the smooth taught skin. Holding the sac with one hand, his other hand moved to my limp cock and held it... trying to feel any increase in blood flow. With a smirk, he let go of my cock and turned me around and bent me over. “Fucking cunt freak.” he said softly... an apology for the harshness of his words before. His hands moved over my bloated cunt lips and took a handful of my leaking cunt juices. “Yeah?” I smiled, moving my hips slightly to accept... Falling to his knees, “Yeah...” he nodded and covered my cunt lips in the slime with his fingertips... he began to lightly chew on them. “Shit yeah,” I sighed, and begged for his engorged cock. “Please...” Blowing a bit of air into my cunt as he laughed, boy took hold of his cock and shoved it in. “SHIT!” I moaned, feeling the tube of flesh open my cunt and enter. I clenched hard, trying to feel every inch move past my cunt lips. “OH FUCK!” boy growled, “Even better...” The fucking grew hard and quick, my cunt massaging the bloated shaft. “Fucking cunt freak,” he grunted with a laugh. I pushed back, “Uh...Uh...” the ball weight moving up and striking my ball sac with every thrust. “Fucking love it...” I moaned in delight at being used. He continued, "You need cock don’t you?” Pushing back, I agreed, “Fuck yeah! I do.” Laughing, boy thrust his cock down to the root and shot his cum, “Fuck yeah! So do I!” He fell onto my back and wrapped his arm around me. We stayed like that for a bit... a true connection between us now established. Feeling puppy’s hand take hold of his cunt, boy groaned. “Good boy.” he said, and pulled boy off me by his collar. “Fuck,” I grunted, feeling my empty cunt as boy lifted my head and looked into my eyes. “Good cunt,” he smiled, slapping my ass cheeks. “Now go to Daddy.” I smiled, and looked to my Daddy. He sat at his chair, taking it all in, and spread his legs. Crawling to him, I kept my eyes on his fat ringed cock nestled above his full ball sac. My mouth watered but I managed to ignore them and went down to his leather boots. I began lick... Laughing, he raised his right foot. “I want to feel your tongue, cunt.” My tongue went directly to the sole... tasting the cum, sweat and piss that permeated the room. Satisfied, he lowered it and presented the other. He clicked his teeth, “Fucking cuntpig.” and I repeated my act of submission as my tongue lapped at the left sole of my Daddy’s boot. His hands moved to his cock and held it... “Drink, cunt.” and my mouth cunt moved over the ringed helmet of his cock and took it down my throat. “That’s my cunt,” he smiled as his slam piss filled my belly. His piss now dripping out his cock, Daddy pulled out and I sat back on my haunches licking my lips... taking in the last drops. His eyes sparkled as he sat back with a grin and reached for a rig. “Fucking whore...” I moaned at the sight of the contents of the syringe. “Please,” I begged as I took his cock back in my mouth. “Stay there,” Daddy ordered, prepping me for the slam. “Ready” he asked and I nodded. A deep groan filled my mouth, the vibrations enveloping the thick cock as the slam rushed through my body. Suddenly... I felt the hard thrust of puppy’s cock invade my cunt. “Fucking meth whore!” puppy howled as he pummeled my cunt with his cock. Surrendering to the passion, I took hold of Daddy’s thighs as my cunt lips clenched around the shaft... and I begged him to feed my meth-fueled hungry cunt. With one hand pulling me onto his cock by my harness, his other hand reached forward and twisted my tit, sending a spasm of wonderful pain through my pec. I felt complete as my alpha and Daddy used my body. The sexual pleasure of both my cunts overwhelmed me. His cock thrusting deeper into my cunt, puppy’s body seemed to merge into mine. Faster and faster, he plunged his cock into me... With each thrust, I clenched and pushed the uncut shaft deeper as our fucking synched. The sound of his sweaty thighs, slapped against my ass cheeks causing boy to push himself under me.... My heavy pouch now resting on boy's lips, he began to chew and suck the wet mesh fabric encasing my engorged ball sac. My alpha’s cock continued fucking me... Grunting, puppy’s breath grew ragged as the pounding continued until he could no longer control it.... “TAAAAKE ITTTT!” he yelled as he tensed and buried his cock in my cunt and exploded deep inside. Collapsing on me, puppy sighed as our slick bodies absorbed each other’s sweat. I felt him withdraw and moaned. Indicating that I wanting him inside me with a clench of my cunt lips, he kissed my neck. “Fucking cock hungry cunt,” he laughed as my both my cunts remained full of cock. Feeling puppy’s cock soften, I knew what was to follow. I began moaning on Daddy’s cock as my cunt began to fill with chem piss. “Yeah, fucker...” he growled, my belly extending from the huge load of piss filling my cunt. Feeling my belly against his shoulder, boy let out a loud growl and moved to place his lips against puppy’s shaft... his tongue working its way past my cunt lips and began to dig into the walls of my cunt. “Fucking hungry piss boy!” puppy roared as he pulled his cock out... boy’s mouth firmly placed against my cunt. Feeling the pressure of my piss filled cunt, I let out a moan as the chem laden fluids rushed out and filled boy’s mouth.

I love being an anon cum dump. Nothing compares to the rush you get when you are on all fours and you hear the click of the hotel door open. You are so exsposed and vulnerable, the only thing left to do it hit the poppers and hold of for the ride you are about to get. as as too I love having a hole that is willing to submit to me and my cock. They are there only to serve and get filled.

7. That was the first night I spent with Sir. He fucked me four more times and eventually we fell asleep with his soft cock nestled between my cheeks. The next morning I woke, with his big arms wrapped around me tight and his morning wood sliding slowly in and out of my open cunt. I pushed back on his cock and moaned. “You’re awake. Good.” With that he began to fuck me in earnest. Quick, hard, deep thrusts, opening my guts up again. I was putty in his hands. I would have done anything for him. This was not meant to be a long fuck. Sir built up to a quick jackhammer and pumped yet another load into me in probably ten minutes. Then he pulled out and kissed my neck. “I have to get ready for work. You just lay there for a bit. I’m going to send you out to your first appointment soon.” I lay on Sir’s bed, a drop of cum leaking from my hole, and for the first time in days stroked my leaking cock. I just lay there, breathing in the lingering smell of musk and sex, slowly jerking myself off. I had no intention of cuming, I just couldn’t help but bask in the afterglow of the hedonistic pleasure I was feeling. When Sir came back in the room he smiled at me. “How do you feel pig,” he asked as he tugged on a pair of briefs. “Honestly Sir, horny as fuck.” He laughed. “Good.” I watched him get dressed. He was just as perfect in a suit as he was naked. I think that’s the first moment I knew I loved him. “So, here’s how today is going to go. First stop will be a friend of mine close by, and no you don’t know him yet. You’re going to go, service my friend, and then you can do whatever you want with your day. Now here’s the fun and exciting part. At any point today I may text you an address, and without question you are to go to that address and service whoever is there. You will drop whatever you are doing. The one excepting…” he grinned, “is if you’re busy taking a load. In which case you will send me a picture or video of you being used. All of my friends will video you as well,” he added as an afterthought. “Yes, Sir!” A big drop of precum oozed from my cock. “Good, now get dressed. You’ve got work to do.” I dressed without showering, Sir said that I’d have time for that after my “appointment.” Then he texted me the address and he kissed me at the door before I left to go service his friend. The address Sir sent me was about half way back to my apartment, and not too far from Rex’s place either. I wondered if he was home, and messaged him on Scruff before ringing the bell at this strangers apartment. The building was high-end and spacious, one of those complete remodels of an old prewar building. I took the elevator up to the top floor, and took a deep breath. As much as I had felt like a slut yesterday having men come to my apartment to use me this was different. I was being sent to service someone and I knew nothing about them. I felt like a whore. I was hard as a rock. Just before I knocked on the stranger’s door Rex responded to me saying he was working but would love to give me another load in the afternoon. Excited by that prospect, I took a deep breath and knocked. The door was opened almost immediately, and a big man wearing nothing but a towel stood inside. He ushered me quickly inside and having closed the door dropped the towel. “Good, you’re here,” he said, “I don’t have a lot of time this morning so strip and follow me.” I shed my clothes next to the front door and followed him into the bedroom. He led me through to the big brightly lit bathroom just off the bedroom and motioned for me to get in the big multi-person walk in shower. “I’ve gotta piss like a race horse before I seed your cunt, on your knees pig.” I’d never drank a guy’s piss before, I’d never done anything terribly kinky before, but I wanted to make Sir happy and that meant making this man happy. I got on my knees and opened my mouth. “Good pig.” The guy aimed his soft dick at my mouth, closed his eyes, and started to piss. At first he missed and covered my chest, then he corrected and filled my mouth. I started to swallow the salty mixture. It was hot in my mouth, and acidic, but it also was erotic, the [banned word] made it sexy. I gulped down the strangers piss, and my cock throbbed as I did it. He hadn’t been kidding about needing to piss like a race horse. My stomach felt full when he finally stopped and slapped his dick on my lips. I opened my mouth, licked the last drop of piss from his head and started to suck him hard. “Fuck, Mike’s gonna be happy with you.” The man’s fingers twisted into my hair holding me in place as he started to fuck my throat. His dick quickly hardened. He was nowhere near as big as Sir but his cock was fat. I had to strain my jaw to keep my teeth away from his cock as it grew in my mouth. Thankfully he didn’t seem that interested in a blow job, as soon as his cock was completely hard he pulled out of my mouth. “Flip over cunt.” I got on all fours and stuck my ass in the air, my face inches from a puddle of piss on the shower floor. He pushed me forward do my face was resting on the floor and spit into my hole. Then he slid inside of me. I let out a sigh as his fat head stretched my hole open and he sunk into my wet guts. “Fuck, Mike wasn’t kidding. You’ve got a sweet fucking cunt,” he said slowly fucking me. “If he doesn’t keep you I just might.” “Thank you, Sir.” I got the feeling he normally had to go slowly with guys to let them get use to his girth, but with all the dick I had taken over the last two days I blossomed open for him in no time. He was soon deep dicking me, his cock hitting against my second hole. He kept spanking my ass as he slid in and out, I was sure he had left a hand print. The dick was so good though that I didn’t care. I was back to being a fuck hole. “Use me Sir. Please fuck me. Make me your hole. Breed my cunt,” I groaned as he fucked me. “I’m gonna breed your cunt while you’re face down in my piss boy,” he grunted back. He started to really slam into me, pushing my face into the piss covered tile floor over and over. I struggled to keep myself upright on the slick floor, till finally with a shout he slammed in once more times and bred me. I sighed as he added his load to the others sloshing around in me. I felt at peace. The man didn’t wait around long, he pulled out before his cock had completely softened, and then tossed me a towel. “Clean up quick pig. I have a meeting to get to.” I toweled off and went to go get my clothes. The man started to dress into a suit in the bedroom. Just before I left he said “I’ll tell Mike that you did a great job boy. And I’m sure he’ll love the video from my security camera.” My heart soared and my cock throbbed a little. Sir would be pleased.

This story is based on the situation described in phxchub's wonderful story that you can read here: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/59763-watch-out-for-scorpions-in-the-desert/ I hope he doesn't mind me stealing his ideas and telling the story from another character's view. Watch Out For Scorpions In The Desert 2 There is a place in the desert a ways outside of Phoenix that is sort of Arizona's version of the famed Hampstead Heath. There were hiking trails and one particular spot where there was a wide, low boulder in a clearing surrounded by trees where guys liked to gather at night. One cloudy night while my wide ass was getting pounded I noticed a guy who appeared to be a newbie walk up. Seeing the action he was obviously excited as his basketball shorts were tenting and he pulled the waistband down and started to stroke his dick. It was a busy night at the rock and the sight and sounds of several guys on the boulder with guys fucking them must have been turning him on. You could hear the slap of skin on skin and the moans and groans of the guys. It didn't take long before another guy started to feel him up and I saw him start to return the feel. They obviously both wanted the same thing because before long he moved to the free spot on the boulder next to me and hiked his shorts down to his knees. The other guy wasted no time in getting in behind his chubby ass and starting to slide his long thin dick in the offered up butt crack. I could hear the top guy grunt with pleasure as I knew his dick was starting to make entry into the newcomer's hole. Both of them groaned out into the night as the top guy's dick slid in and he started to push in and out, his hips bouncing on the fat cheeks. Another guy spoke "Fuck that faggot good!" as he was stroking his prick and watching as the two were moaning and groaning with pleasure. The top guy sped up the pace, taking the advice of the watcher, gripping the bottom guy's hips to pull him back into his eager thrusts. All of a sudden I heard a gasp and I felt the dick in my ass swell up and fully hilt itself into me and I felt warm pulses of cum jetting deep inside. He ground his hips on my ass for only a few seconds before pulling out and quickly another top guy took his place, sliding his big dick into my now well lubed hole and making me gasp out "Fuck yeah". The other bottom's top guy, who had seemed to slow down to watch me get the load pumped into my ass picked his pace back up making the bottm let out a little yelp and then a loud moan as he was now getting pounded harder. It didn't take long before the top started to shake convulsively and then fall on the bottom, obviously pumping a big load into the lucky man's ass. As the top pulled his dick out with a pop I saw the guy who had been watching waste no time in moving behind the panting bottom who barely had time to look back as the guy pushed him back down onto the boulder and start slapping his dick on the gaping hole. "Oh fuck, fuck me please" the bottom moaned as he looked back over his shoulder and raised his ass giving the fat uncut dick a good angle to work into the stretched and dripping hole. As the top guy was working his head into the eager hole the clouds started to part and he moonlight shone through the trees surrounding the clearing. It was then that I saw the bottom's eyes pop wide open and I knew that he had seen the tattoo on the top guy. A scorpion surrounded by a red biohazard symbol on his pec. I could see the bottom was now looking around and quickly realized many of the top and bottom guys had their own tattoos displaying their status. Instead of pulling away I heard the bottom moan in response to the groan of the top and I knew the dick was starting slide in and out with long strokes as the top started to fuck harder and faster. I knew that unlike me he probably hadn't come here looking to be filled with poz loads, but I could tell by his moans of pleasure and the look on his face that he was now another cumdump for poz dick and wouldn't be leaving until his hole was dripping with many men's charged seed. Maybe he'd even brought condoms with him, but like my first time at the rock, he'd gotten caught in the moment and forgotten all about them. I had done so too, many months ago but next time I am sure he wouldn't bother to bring them. I could tell he had accepted his fate so after the other guy was done I got up and moved around behind him to share my strain, my own biohazard tramp stamp showing in the moonlight, having been hidden by the hips of the guys who had been fucking me. It didn't take long for my unmedicated load to join the previous two inside his by now well pozzed ass. They say to watch out for scorpions out here, but that is not the only kind of sting you need to worry about.

I work in a small hotel near Castro District in SF. Ever since Shelter in Place the place has been almost empty. I was too horny by mid June and decided to reinstall Grindr. Have been hosting at work almost everyday since that, taking multiple loads each day. Today's first top was an Indonesian guy. He has an athletic build. Insisted on condom and lasted for only two minutes :/ The second guy was a Latin daddy from BBRT. He wore a security uniform and smelled like ciggarette. He fucked me really hard on an arm chair next to a mirror, dumped a huge load in me. He left with a satisfied smile, without saying goodbye.

Hi everyone! This is my first time writing a story on here so I am definitely looking for feedback. Here is Part 1 and I am excited to write more and tailor based upon your constructive criticism. While I am a small dicked South Asian faggot pussy boy, I am telling this story from the viewpoint of my partner, who is a beefy, big cocked Caucasian top daddy. Some parts are completely true and some parts I have fictionalized for the purposes of the story. I have chosen to write this story from the viewpoint of my daddy. Given faggots are inferior to men, I believe it is only right that this story be told from the perspective of a true man. Some aspects of this story may be quite controversial or polarizing. ----- My Faggot Pussy Boy – Part 1 It was a typical Friday night and I was out drinking with my friends at Woody’s, the local gay bar. My name is Brodie and I am 43 years old. I am 6’2, 225 lbs (beefy, muscular build), green eyes, brown hair and quite hairy with a thick beard and some tats on my chest, back, arms and legs. My cock is 8 inches hard and quite thick, almost like a beer can. When soft, I hang at about 5 inches with my big balls. I have a 0 gauge Prince Albert and a scorpion tattoo on my lower abdomen, just above my pubes. And yes, I am poz and enjoy seeding and converting faggot pussy boys. I am at that age, however, where I want to find a partner. I am attracted to younger men and ones that I can dominate. Ideally, they are just as sexually deviant as myself. As I was drinking at the bar with a couple buddies, I saw this beautiful boy across the room, at the bar drinking a cocktail by himself. He was young, maybe in his mid 20s. He looked to be about 5’10, 170 lbs, brown eyes, brown skin, pretty smooth and a smaller jock build. He was wearing a tight shirt and short shorts. Definitely a faggot. He didn’t appear to be here with anyone. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him, he was so fucking cute. Part of me wanted to go over to him, push him on his knees, spit on his face, shove my big cock down his throat then swing him around, bend him over the bar table and rape his pussy using just spit for lube. I kept partying and drinking with my buddies but intermittently, glancing over at this faggot boy. Around 11pm, I saw him begin to get up and he looked like he was ready to leave. I figured this may be my only chance so I bid my friends goodbye and bolted after him. “Hey, you leaving already?” “Oh hey. Yeah, I just needed to get out for a bit, I guess.” “I haven’t seen you here before. You new to the city?” I asked. “Yes, mister. Just moved here for nursing school. I don’t really know anyone here so I figured I would go out and try to make some friends but I’m pretty shy,” he answered. He gazed at my crotch and licked his lips as he noticed my bulge. This boy was definitely a faggot and needing daddy cock up his pussy. Fuck, I didn’t even know his name yet. I wanted to make this boy mine. This time, I decided to go with my gut. I walked up to him, put one hand on his lower back and used my other hand to tilt his head up to mine. “You’re a faggot, aren’t you?” He was startled but he wasn’t struggling or trying to get away. Faggot pussy boys know their place in life and at his age, I was confident he had been used by men already. “Yes, Daddy.” I kissed him and began exploring his sweet mouth with my tongue. Holding the back of his head, I pulled back a bit and spat directly in his mouth before kissing him again. “What’s your name, faggot?” “Asher,” he responded. “Cute. You want to go back to my place, don’t you, faggot boy?” “Yes, Daddy.” I called an Uber and on the way to my apartment, I held him close to me in the backseat. He nestled up near my side and his hand on my chest. We continued to kiss and I would intermittently spit in his mouth and watch him swallow it. The Uber driver looked back at us but didn’t say anything; he’s probably seen this and more before. In between our make out session, I learned a bit more about Asher. He recently moved to the city for school and lived alone. His family kicked him out after he came out to them and he didn’t have any family in the city and very few friends. This faggot was going to be mine. We finally arrived at my condo building. My cock was aching. I was so horny. I took him up to my penthouse suit and as soon as we entered my condo, I pushed him against a wall and began kissing his neck. He moaned and groaned. I pulled off my shirt and turned him around making him kiss my chest. He started to suck my nipples like a good faggot. He knew how to service men. He began to sniff and lick my pits. Fuck, this faggot was good! I pulled off his shirt, exposing his tight, little body. I pushed the faggot on his knees and unzipped my shorts. Pulling down my shorts and jocks, my cock bounced out and I knew by the look in his face, at that moment, he was mine. He was enthralled and amazed by the size of my big, fat cock. He immediately began to suck on it. Trying to take it all in his mouth. Gagging. I began to fuck his face hard, making him choke and gag. He tried to put his hands up on my thighs to gain some control. I pulled his head off my cock, pulled his hair and tilted his head back, spat on his face. “Give me your hands!” I pulled both his arms and hands, holding them together with one hand and using my other hand to continue to fuck his face. This faggot boy was going to quickly learn that I was in control and he was here to pleasure me how I wanted. While fucking his mouth, he began to notice the scorpion tattoo on my lower abdomen. “You know what this means, don’t you, faggot?” “Yes, Daddy.” “You want my poz load, don’t you, faggot?” “Yes, please, Daddy.” That was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed him back and pulled off his shoes then his shorts and briefs. Then what I saw was truly amazing. He had the smallest prick I had ever seen. It was hard and sticking straight out, no more than 3 inches and thin, drooling precum. No wonder this boy was a faggot! A useless dicklet like that couldn’t possibly penetrate or pleasure another man. I turned him over on all fours. And yes, we were still in my doorway. I spat on his pussy and began to lick his hole. A beautiful, shaven, brown pussy. His slit had clearly been used by many men already. He whimpered and moaned, pushing his pussy back into my face. He was being so submissive as he arched his back. I spit more and continued to eat out his juicy boy cunt, tonguing it. “Please fuck me.” “I know exactly what you want and need, faggot. Don’t even think about touching your little dicklet. Focus on my big white cock up your juicy brown pussy.” I got on my knees and spat on my dick, lubing it up and pushed in his shaved pussy with my metal on, of course. He moaned and whimpered. I kept pushing in, deep inside his pussy. He began to yelp. I pulled him back, covering his mouth with my hand. “Faggots like you were born to serve men like me. That’s why you were put on this Earth. You have a pussy and a small faggot dick. A reminder, that your dick is useless. You’re here to serve men with big cocks. You fuckin’ love my cock up your pussy!” This faggot was taking all eight inches of my cock up his tight pussy and now was in full submission, whimpering and moaning while I pounded him hard. His pussy was like velvet. I pushed him back down and re-positioned myself to keep fucking his boy pussy while planting my right foot on his face that was now on its side pushed down on the floor. I was dominating this faggot boy. He needed to know who was in control. He needed to know that his sole purpose was to please men and service cock. Asher was mine. I was getting close. “You want my poz load, boy?” “Mmmmmm fuck yes, daddy! I began to shoot ropes of cum deep inside his pussy, screaming and grunting, while my foot was still holding his face down. A big poz load was deep up his guts now. I caught my breath, wiping some sweat off my forehead. I took my foot off his face and slowly pulled my cock out, observing his wrecked pussy. Swollen, puffy and cum began drooling out. I didn’t even have to tell this faggot to turn around to clean my cock. He sucked me clean and then started to lick the cum that leaked out of his pussy, right off the floor! This dirty, faggot, cock whore was all mine! “Let’s go to the bedroom, faggot!” --- Looking forward to feedback and writing Part 2. My little faggot dick was definitely drooling precum while writing this first part.

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.

"I smell pancakes" Jake remarked curiously as he stepped into the living room warzone. his thick sticky tool swayed gently in front of him and mikeys slippery load seeping from his tight ring. "sex pancakes" mikey flatly remarked as he absentmindedly stroked chris' cock. The place was a bizarre scene of posts-coitus meets street riot as the kitchen table contained enough poppers to run a VCR repair shop, and the coffee table was strewn with needles, pills, cockrings, crisco and pipes. "hey there stallion!" seth chirped, "Yeah i make these really great pancakes mikey calls sex pancakes but sometimes i just make them when the bitch gets high and eats all my fucking cereal so youre in for a real treat!" Jake saw Chris slumped on the couch, a rubber tube gently draped over his shoulder, his chest gently rising and falling as his glassy saucer eyes stared at the television. "is he alright?" jake looked at Mikey for a time before clearing his throat. "uh? oh yeah no hes great. After you left he got really bitchy and wanted to get home, something about uh, mistakes and a girlfriend or testing or some crap so he had a little more medicine and some tasty pills for breakfast didnt you buddy." Chis smiled and nodded as mikey fisted the boys prick. "one little blue pill to make you stand up all nice and hard, and two more to make you nice and friendly right Chris?" "unghhhh" Chris groaned as he flexed his abs and began to shoot across his chest. "There ya go chris! cum nice and hard!" mikey grinned. "jesus mikey you and your chems" seth chided. Mikey enjoyed spinning uncooperative boys and milking them like dairy cows for his own amusement. In the past two and a half hours, hed managed to coax nearly eleven loads from Chris after he was fucked and loaded by six other different poz tops. "oh come on seth hes maybe got another five minutes before the k-hole hits, dont ya baby?" mikey ran his hand through the boys cum soaked chest and across his face. "now you just sit right there and let your little red pussy soak up all that nice yummy poz cum" Jake felt two arms go around his waist and clints head gently come to rest on his shoulder. The boys sudden affection seemed almost out of place as Seth plated pancakes, Chris dissociated on the couch in a puddle of cum, and mikey lazily played with the thick steel ring in his cock, flipping through daytime cable. "morning clint! want a pancake?" seth beamed. "sure okay" he sheepishly replied "did you have fun?" seth asked as clint smiled at Jake and replied, "yeah, i think we did." "Well there are a few rules to remember when youre getting fucked. Always thank nice boys for their cum, and always make sure to clean their cocks after they cum. if youre lucky, they might even want to fuck again!" seth instructed as he passed a plate of food to Mikey. "clean their cocks?" Clint looked confused, and again at jake, worried he might have upset the dreamy top somehow. "here let me show you. down on your knees, and face Jakes pretty cock" Clint gazed at Jakes heavy balls, his big round head, and the thick veiny shaft in front of him. "now did you thank him for giving you his cum?" Clint thought for a moment, and remembered how he gulped the salty load from his ass in the bathroom, and how Jake was nice enough to show him how to fuck a mans cock. Jakes cum was still on his breath as he looked up and announced, "thank you for cumming in me Jake." Seth smiled and presented Jakes cock and balls to clint. "good, now comes the fun part. Lick up all that cum and juice from your boypussy so his cock is nice and clean." clint began licking at first around the head, then slowly working to Jakes balls, looking up to see the boy groaning in approval. encouraged, he began to suck his first cock, tonguing the salty mixture from it as he slurped and bobbed. "good job!" seth encouraged, as Jakes moist cock popped from his mouth and Clint stood smiling. "did i do it right?" he asked jake. "you did a great job buddy" Jake gave him a little kiss as a reward, and returned to the table. "Hey jake if you need to cum Chris is really excited to have you inside him again" mikey announced. Jake headed over to the drooling boy and waved his hand in front of him to no response. "dang" jake chuckled. "I wanna fuck" Clint blurted eagerly. "thats the spirit! sit right down next to chris here and let mikey give you a few loads." seth grinned. As the four boys got into place, Jake took Chris' legs and placed them up over his shoulders, rewarded with an unexpected squirt of pink jizz from the boys loose hole onto his cock. "hes pretty full Jake, but im sure he can hold a few more nice warm squirts from you" mikey smiled as he eased his cock into Clints moist ass. "nice deep breath" he instructed, and clint obediently began inhaling the poppers as Mikey slid into the boy with a firm plop. Jake massaged the poz cum onto the head of his dick and pushed into the boys loose sloppy hole. With a grunt and a loud gurgle from Chris, Jake seated himself to the balls in the sedated boys abused pussy and the fucking began. "hold still a second Jake" seth instructed from behind him. Obediently Jake waited as he felt his ass cheeks spread and the plastic tip of a syringe enter his greased ass. "youre gonna love this Jake, Seth mixes his bumps with the cum boys breed his ass with, and squirts them right up in you." mikey grinned as he sawed in and out of Clints moaning frame. "bumps?" Jake asked before his ass began to burn, "gah! dang that burns what was that!" Jake winced "Just something to work up your appetite a little, dont worry youll feel it in just a second" seth watched jakes hole flex instinctively, slower and slower, until he finally relaxed. "fuck my ass is..." Jake struggled for the words as he pounded into Chris, but knew something seemed to be missing now. seth ran his finger across Jakes hole and watched as the top groaned, presenting his pussy. "what is it jake?" seth mockingly asked. "My ass fucking..its itchy or something i dont know" "Seth stepped behind the boy and pushed the head of his cock against his warm hole. "oh yes, oh fuck yes push it inside" Jake was practically begging as mikey let out a laugh. "see? i told you it would make you a little hungry" Seth pushed into Jakes guts and the two resumed.

To make the story very short: Liam Cole approached me on NKP 8 years ago and we arranged to meet and take some pictures. Weeks later I got a phone call from them saying that a famous porn star was in town and they wanted me for the scene. The film was just released last month in one of the LUST tapes compilations. It took a long time but my teenage dream of doing porn finally happened.

As amandas hot cunt sucked the last few drops of cum from tuckers prick, he slowly eased out of the older housewife. Amanda surrendered to caitlins hands as she peaked to another gentle orgasm from the devious minx. "lets cuddle baby" trissa guided tucker to lay next to her and as he did, she began coaxing his cock back to life, gently massaging his balls as her tongue danced in and out of his mouth. "isnt Amanda pretty?" she whispered. Tucker nodded as the girl continued. "you can cum in any of us you know, as much as you want. i missed your great big dick inside me" Trissa watched the boy groan as she rolled his balls in her hand and his cock began to thicken. "we shouldnt, caitlin told me you...um.." Tucker struggled to find the words as trissa knowingly began pumping the boys cock with her fist. "did she tell you a little secret tuck? what was it" Trissa spread her legs and smiled, "you.."he panted. "I know baby it feels good. you want to put it inside me? maybe shoot some more?" Trissa began teasing the head of his dripping cock as tucker groaned. "i dont know" he sighed. "yes you do baby let me help you remember" Trissa slipped the head of Tuckers cock gently against her labia and stared into his conflicted eyes. Tucker felt her heat, her wet hot sex waiting for his cock. He knew he shouldnt, as his cockhead drooled precum down her slit. Trissa waited for the moment the boys cock began to decide for him. She knew most boys couldnt resist her even after they found out. She had an innocent smile, perfect D cup breasts, and a dripping poison pussy with a thick sensitive clit. She remembered fucking Caitlins cheating ex boyfriend, a naive nineteen year old she caught balls deep in a study buddy. his first inexperienced make out sessions continued with Trissa as a friday night ritual, teaching the boys body to associate pleasure solely with her. It took time and patience, but eventually Caitlins ex boyfriend was spending weekends with Trissa blowing his load into her mouth as she gulped his seed down and rubbed her creamy clit. pushing the sex hungry teen closer and closer to fucking until finally he gave in. It was a beautiful sight, watching him drive his unprotected cock over and over into her, mindlessly converting himself. She would alternate the boys cock between her ass and her pussy, making sure he dipped his cock deep in her as he dumped his raw seed over and over. and now it was tuckers turn as he thrust forward and the head disappeared inside her soaking pussy. "good boy tucker, dont fight it, you love to cum in me" she coaxed him, as he continued driving his cock into her creamy cunt. Glancing back to Amanda she saw her roomate devlins dripping tool resting gently on the sticky motherly mound as caitlin stroked the boy up and down her cunt lips. "oh god" Amanda groaned as the boy slid his thick tool into her. "thats it amanda, let the big cock inside. its been so long since you had a good fuck" caitlin said, gently working the older womans breasts and nipples. She was right, Amanda had given up, willingly surrendering her neglected snatch to the young boy as he gave her what she never knew she craved for so long. The cum in her pussy felt good as Devlins big cock stirred it around inside her. "I bet your tits would looks amazing if you got pregnant, so nice and big and milky" caitlin grinned as she continued to bounce against the boys hips. "I mean youre not really fucking unless a boy cums inside. Why dont we take a chance huh Amanda?" Caitlin began rubbing the womans belly. "A few more little squirts of cum inside, doesnt that sound nice?" Amanda nodded as the boy pistoned in and out of her meaty cunt. Her one weakness was the exact way she managed to have two kids in the first place, as her husband promised just the head her greedy cunt managed to spend the day gulping down load after load. She loved being filled, feeling a mans seed inside her, and now it was about to happen again. "tell him what you want sweetie, let him know he can put his cum in you" Caitlin instructed. "cum in my pussy" the woman hissed, over and over, as Devlin drew one long stroke and slammed his cock deep. "there we go, all of the load, nice and deep" caitlin soothed, watching the moaning woman cum hard as her new lover bred her.

Thanks for the positive feedback! I am excited to write more! So here is Part 2: --- “Let’s go to the bedroom faggot!” I picked Asher up by the waist and he wrapped his legs around me. We continued to kiss passionately, my tongue invading his mouth, tasting remnants of my own cum. I threw him on the bed. “Show me your fuckin’ pussy, faggot!” I demanded. He pulled his legs and ankles back, exposing his swollen cunt. It was puffy and a bit red. I got on my knees hovering above him, rubbing my big, fat, thick, white cock on his taint. His prick was stiff. I held his little faggot prick with my thumb and second finger, squeezing drops of precum out and making Asher suck my fingers. “Look at this useless fucking prick! No wonder you were born to be a faggot!” I was truly amazed by how tiny his dick was. It was truly fascinating. From an evolutionary point of view, it made sense. He needed a dick basically to urinate. But its small size forced this faggot to find sexual pleasure in other ways. His primary sexual organ was his pussy, made to take cocks and loads. And I was going to wreck this boy’s pussy! I spat on my cock again and slid up his cunt in one swift motion going balls deep. He yelped and screamed. I quickly covered his fucking mouth, leaning in next to him. “Shut up, you fucking cunt. You’re here to please me and take loads! I fucking own your pussy now, boy!” He whimpered and muffled, “Yes, Daddy.” He had both fear and amazement in his eyes. He was craving a Daddy to submit to but I could sense he was also a tad frightened with how rough I was being with him. But he was a faggot pussy boy and he needed to learn his place. I continued to slam my cock hard into his pussy, pulling all the way out then slamming back in. I pulled his legs so his feet were planted on my chest. He had sexy, small and slender feet, about a size 9. Much smaller than my big, wider, size 13 feet. I rubbed the arches of his feet, licking his toes while continuing to slam his pussy, looking intently into his eyes. Asher needed to know that his sole purpose was to please me and I would use every fucking part of his body for my own pleasure. Asher was a bitch in heat at this point, squirming and writhing, his toes curling every time I slammed into him. His little prick was bouncing while I fucked his sweet pussy. Precum was drooling out onto his little belly. I scooped it up and smeared it all over his face and gave his cheek a light slap. I then leaned in, placed my hand on his neck and began to choke him while fucking him harder like a rabbit. “Open your fucking mouth!” I slapped his cheek again, spat on his face and then spat into his mouth. I kissed him passionately then spat in his mouth again. “Good fucking pussy boy!” “Fuck, Daddy! Your cock is so big!!!” Asher screamed in ectasy. “What do you want, faggot?” I asked. “Your poz loads! Please, Daddy!!!” he whimpered. He pulled my hand to him and began sucking on my fingers. Damn this was a good, obedient faggot! “Who are you here to serve, faggot?” “You, Daddy. I am yours!” “Good fuckin’ pussy boy!” I slammed harder, putting my hands around his neck. He wrapped his legs around my back tightly. I gazed into his eyes. “You want me to knock you up, don’t you, faggot?” He nodded, whimpering and moaning. He needed my cum. Was it too presumptuous to think this faggot pussy boy was put on this Earth for my pleasure? His beautiful brown pussy felt like a perfect fit for my cock. “Okay, faggot, here it comes!” I shot at least six torrents of hot, toxic cum up his pussy. I moaned in agony and pleasure and collapsed on top of Asher, kissing his neck while he hugged me tightly and his legs still wrapped around me. We were a sweaty fucking mess. I got back on my knees and slowly pulled out of his pussy and inspected his faggot hole, cum with a pink tinge was leaking out, his pussy was gaping and was puffy. I had wrecked his pussy tonight! I laid down on my back and ordered Asher to clean off my cock. He obeyed, sucking me gently, tasting his pussy juices mixed with my cum. I then pulled him next to me to cuddle and hold him closely. He looked up into my eyes and we kissed passionately. “Daddy, what’s your name?” I burst out laughing. This faggot boy had taken my big fat cock and two of my poz loads and I hadn’t even told him my name yet. “Brodie, boy. My name is Brodie.” We dozed off and fell asleep with him nestled next to me, on my side, sniffing my arm pit and my arm wrapped around him tightly, rubbing and fingering his well-used pussy. --- Again, thank you for the positive feedback so far! Feel free to comment more to help me grow as a writer. If there are things you feel I could or should do differently, please comment or send me a private message. I'm a faggot pussy boy so I am here to serve 🙂

Jake raised the sated boys head gently and smiled into his eyes. It was important for clint to understand this was nothing to be ashamed of. To acclimate to his new life of cock and cum, just as Jake had when Seth first welcomed him. Jake kissed the clumsy boy as he gently caressed his thin frame. "such a pretty boy when youre fucking" Jake cooed as he ran his hands sensuously across Clints ass, sliding his fingers down until they met the point where his cock laid soaking in the boy. Jake wanted clint to associate affection, and appreciation with his hole. Jake wanted clint to know that a mans raw load inside him truly made him special and loved. As if by magic, the boy kissed him once more, sighed and asked, "thanks." Jake could feel the boys pulse through his creamy dilated hole and the gentle throb was beginning to make him hard again. slowly, Clint placed his hands on Jakes chest and sat up, as if to lift himself off the meat he was currently impaled upon. However when the boy looked down, he stopped. There it was, Jakes cock in him. "See where i am Clint? Looks nice doesnt it. clint reached down and ran his fingers around the circumference of his penetrated hole. "do you...need to cum again?" he asked sheepishly. "i dunno, you could probably make me cum again. You feel really nice inside clint." without thinking, clint relaxed his hips and slowly sank back down on Jakes prick. "thanks." he sighed, continuing to work Jakes cock. "are you trying to get me to cum in you again?" jake chuckled. Clint had begun to relish the feeling of Jakes cock inside him. He was never really good at many other hobbies like Basketball or hockey, but now he felt like an expert. All he had to do was get Jakes dick inside and he could make the man cum over and over, he was sure of it. Clint let out a satisfied hiss as he picked up his pace. "I could probably make any guy i want to cum" clints mind was racing at the possibilities, the power to make a guy give him something so private, so reserved, so precious as the seed in his balls. just bounce up and down on their cocks and the cum was his. "jakes cum isnt jakes anymore its mine" he thought, stroking his abdomen and pounding the leaking prick inside him, he was almost too distracted to hear Jake moaning below. "are you close?" clint reached back to feel Jakes tight nuts. "yeah dude oh shit im close." clint picked up the pace, working jakes soaked prick deep in the pool of jizz inside him. Clint was pressing Jake into the bed, staring into his eyes like a predator, waiting for the moment. The glimmer when he knew Jake would give him another load because he had no choice. "oh my god" Jake began thrusting deep into clint as he reached back to spread his ass cheeks. "cum in me" clint demanded, pawing at the tops balls and feeling his cock pulsing deep inside him. Once he was satisfied, Clint climbed off jake and plodded down the hall to the bathroom. Straddling the toilet, Clint held his hand below his hole and gave a gentle push. "I need to see it" he thought, and his eyes lit up like a child on christmas morning as what seemed like gallons of cum flowed out from him. "beautiful, isnt it?" Seth mumbled as wandered in brushing his teeth. Clint just nodded. "Ya wanna know what i do with the loads?" Seth asked as he approached the boys parted legs. "what..." the boy asked with bated breath. Seth gently slipped his fingers inside the boy, drew them out, and softly traced the boys pouting lips. "I taste their seed." clint licked his lips, then licked seths fingers clean. "The best part is, all that cum is yours now." Seth tilted the boys cum filled palm gently onto his cock, and clint began to stroke himself once agan. Seth smiled, put the cap back on the toothpaste, and pranced down the hall to the living room again leaving Clint jerking his cock and fingering his hole like a pig in heat to suck the load clean off his digits. "who the hell is in the bathroom" seth asked mikey, who was balls deep in chris as the last of his jizz flowed effortlessly into the now eager boy. "craig? no...clint!" mikey smiled as he let his cock slide out of the boys cummy hole. "hes jakes new best friend, they fucked all night like good little bunnies." mikey remarked, as he tussled chris' hair and flipped on the TV. "poz?" seth mouthed to mikey, to which he just laughed. "not even straight" he replied sarcastically. "well not anymore" seth giggled as he poured a stale half-bowl of cheerio dust. "is it just...is it illegal for me to have anything to eat in this entire house mikey" he glared at the boy. "sex pancakes" mikey mumbled as he raised the volume on Spongebob. Seth fumed as he pulled a clean skillet onto the stove and set to making the one thing mikey thought was particularly clever after an orgy.

There is a whole niche of bottoms who want and love the idea of being pimped out, i think this is an opportunity for a voyeur. i love the energy and lust of a voyeur. With my own particular wiring as a bottom with sub is attracted to a Top who is voyeur. For me, it's not just the loads or cocks i need/want, it's the intense connection with a Top and HIs need/want to breed. i see a Top voyeur as a variation on that. If a Top whored me out, my focus would be on Him the whole time, for me He'd be the one fucking and breeding me, vicariously. The guys He is whoring me out to are like 'toys' He is using on me, so i see and relate to Him as the breeder and am locked onto Him the whole time He is watching.

The party would down by the early hours of the morning, with a handful of guests sprawled onto couches and beds, Jake found himself curled up next to clint gently snoring, his sticky prick still semihard and his hole leaking a pungent pink mixture of poz cum and virgin blood, Jake glanced at his growing erection and stroked it gently. Last night had been amazing, clints tight boyhole gripped and tugged the hungry tops fat cock for all its jizz. he may have been straight, but once his ass got a taste of mancock the primal urges took control. The chems worked wonders to make clint focus only on the cock in his guts, pounding him to orgasm and planting its tainted seed. Jake gently slid his cockhead through the river of cum in clints asscrack, getting nice and slick. "every boys ass lusts for cock i guess" he thought to himself, remembering Mikeys thick fat tool pounding the cum out of him and into Clint. The seed felt cool as it oozed from his cunt. it felt right, like he was supposed to use his ass to take a mans hot cum amd make it his. Jake couldnt imagine ever being as cockthirsty as Seth or Mikey, but he could understand how a warm thick cock in hole could easily turn him into a cumdump. Jake looked down at Clints tight ass and gently began returning his cock where it belonged, deep inside the boy. As he pressed the head inside, Clint gave a sigh and a moan. "wakey wakey buddy, it feels like you missed me" Jake whispered into the boys ear as he slid home into the hot hole. "oh god. hngh...oh god no please you have to stop." Jake gripped Clints hips and held him in place. "Now thats no way to say good morning is it? Do you remember who I am?" The boy glanced over his shoulder and sighed, "Jake. Jake please dont do this i-" the boys futile plea was cut short by his own gasp as Jake bumped gently into his prostate. "Sure we can clint. We're just two guys having a little fun. Relax and let me get you hard" jake changed his angle and banged into the boys sensitive gspot once again, eliciting a grunt of protest and pleasure as clint looked down to see his eighteen year old cock thicken. "please dont cum in me Jake" Jake smiled and reassured the boy as he guided clints hand to his cock. "Stroke for me now, that a boy. Clint i spent all last night making your pussy drink my cum. dont you want a little more?" Clint sighed, listening to the lewd sound of the jizz sloshing around in his body as Jake fucked an undeniably perfect tempo. "y-youre dont have anything do you?" he panted, his hips betraying his body and gently rocking to meet the poz cock with every stroke. "just a nice big dick clint. you can be honest with me, doesnt a nice big dick inside you feel so good?" Clint groaned and tucked his head into the pillow. "i know baby i know, "Jake soothed the boy. "just enjoy me, let my cock in nice and deep. youre so beautiful when youre being fucked clint. did you know that? last night I took your virgin hole and turned it into something special. Do you feel me inside you?" "yes, ungh, god yes" clint whined, "why are you doing this to me?" he panted. "Because you were made to do this clint. Before when you fucked girls im sure the sex was great but after today, your little pink hole is going to be hungry too. You can cum and cum all you want but it will never feel as good as when I fill you up inside." Clint alternated between sobbing and moaning, totally broken, he offered no resistance to Jakes creamy fuck stick as it pistoned into his young body again and again. "now now none of that baby. here, lets turn over so we can see eachother." Jake slid out of the boys hole with a noisy slurp and laid on his back. as clint panted, staring at him. "we gotta finish up baby, straddle me." Clint sighed and did as he was told, straddling the tops powerful abs. Clint had never noticed how much bigger Jake was than him, comparing his cock to Jakes seemed an impossible feat. How did he take that inside his body? "now look at me, lift your hips, and lets put that nice big fat cock back inside your pretty pussy." Jake waited for Clint to sit forward and soon enough, felt his small hand wrap around his thick member. Jake slid his hands to clints ass and spread his cheeks open. "good boy, find your little pink cumhole." Clint resented Jakes terminology until he touched his fingers to his asshole and found he was leaking a thick sticky slime from his butt. Clint paused to play with his ass a little, dipping a finger tentatively inside. Maybe jake was right about him. Did he even like girls? His ass was on fire for Jakes big dick and Jake knew it. taking a deep breath, he slowly sat down on Jakes cock, first the head, then the shaft, and finally he came to rest with Jake fully embedded in him with a warm sloppy gurgle. Clint blushed, looking down at his precum leaking on Jakes toned abs he stared back to jake confused. "there ya go. see how easy you did it? I told you, you were made to get fucked." Jake smiled, knowing most of the reason lied within the boy. Jakes thick poz cum was still sloshing around inside him, loosening the hole and making it slippery enough to casually fuck whenever he wanted. "now" Jake took the boys hand and returned it to his cock. "up and down" Clint began working his cock, and as he did, his hips seemed to automatically begin rising and falling on their own, grinding on Jakes cock. "Good job clint! how do you feel?" Jake rested his hands on the boys hips. "nnngh, fucking goooood." he hissed. "atta boy just keep going, let those balls get nice and tight, and shoot a big load for me" Jake massaged the boys scrotum as he plunged down harder and harder on Jake. "lets see if we can time it together Clint, im so close to cumming" Clint registered the throb of his cock and made one final plea. "Just, can you pull it out?" he moaned. "not in my ass again" Clint felt almost lewd with the amount of spooge currently gurgling away in his belly and figured he might at least try to save some dignity. "no baby just a little more besides, it feels best when you let guys cum in you. Keep riding youre doing fine baby. once you start cumming youll milk me while I cum. its like your body knows to take it. its natural!" Jake gave the boys sack one final squeeze and as his eyes shot open, Clint blew the longest, thickest load of his young life. Time stood still as Jake watched the boys prick belch cum across his chest. wasting no time, he pushed fully into the boys rippling hole and began breeding him once again. Clint collapsed, coating himself in his own cum on jakes chest and softly moaning as Jake ran his fingers through the boys hair, and held his toxic cock inside the hole a while longer.

Part 5 Our friends entered our hotel room and saw a naked Eric on the bed, with Steve still doing his magic with the electro box, making Eric whine and moan. Jeffrey wiped the dark sweaty hair off the teenage prince's forhead. "Damn, he really does look like Prince Eric. I mean, if Prince Eric was tweaked. How high is this kid?" "Oh he's pretty fucking high." I laughed. "He's had 8 full pipe hits, 8 shotguns, and four in the gas mask, oh and three booty bumps." " Niiiiice." Cooed Jeffrey in his deep voice. "That's what daddy likes. A hot little twink gacked out his mind." He rubbed his crotch as leaned over Eric's wide open mouth and let a long string of spit fall into it. "How many loads have you given him?" "Just 2 so far. But we have all night, and longer. Prince Eric might not realize it yet, but he's not going to be leaving any time soon. But I'm ready to give him another one now. That open mouth is just too inviting. I think it's time for a good old throat raping!" With that, I swung Eric's body around on the bed with his head hanging off. His wide open mouth left a straight passage over his tongue, past his tonsils, and right down his esophagus. I rubbed my cock all over his eyes and face, loving his silky smooth skin. Eric continued to make grunts and whines as Steve continued the electro torture. I reached for a pair of nipple clamps. I thought about using the alligator ones, with their sharp teeth digging into his tender, now swollen nipples, but I decided on the clover clamps, because the fun thing about them is, you can just rip them off in one excruciating moment. Jeffrey and Dave sat back to enjoy the show. I pulled the suction cups off his nips, to display two beautiful dark red nubs sticking out of his pale chest. I attached the clamps and Eric howled at this new pain. I just smiled as my hard cock twitched. Then I squatted over Eric, and began pushing my cock into his throat. The boy was as dry as the Sahara, but I knew that wouldn't last. As I pushed past the back of his throat, he began to gag, and his retching provided the perfect natural lubricant. I pulled out and Eric coughed and sputtered, gasping for air. I poured some poppers on the handkerchief, and covered Eric's nose with it while I covered his mouth. Soon I felt his body relaxing again and his head flopped loosely. This was what I was waiting for and I forced my 8 inches almost all the way down Eric's throat. The boy struggled beneath me as he gagged, but with his hands bound to his collar, and Steve holding the spreader bar so he couldn't move his legs, the most he could do was jerk his torso, which didn't accomplish much, except to amuse us. Then Steve hit the boy with an extra powerful jolt up his ass and down his cock. Eric's whole body went ridged and his back arched, and I slammed the last 3 inches down his throat and my balls were resting under his nostrils. The guys cheered as I slid my cock out of Eric's throat so the boy could get some air. Then I started to fuck his throat. I would slam it as deep as I could, giving five hard thrusts before I pulled out so I didn't suffocate my young prince. Eric would gasp for air, then I would repeat myself. He continued to gag and retch, which only served to massage my cock more. "That is so fucking hot!" Said Dave. "We can see your cock stretch that sluts throat out!" I continued this attack on the helpless boy for probably 10 minutes before I felt the stirring in my balls. Normally when I do T, my second orgasm takes a lot longer. But I was so worked up. I had never fucked anybody's throat the way I was fucking Eric's right now. This kid would be lucky to be able to talk when I finished. As soon as I knew I was about to blow my load, I buried myself self as deep as I could in Eric's throat. Then I grabbed the chain, and ripped the clamps off of his tender tits. Eric let out a blood curdling scream. At least it would have been if my cock wasn't buried in him pumping my cum right into his stomach. I pulled out as the last bits of sperm dribbled out of me. I rubbed my slimy cock all over Eric's pretty face as he coughed and gasped desperately for air. He spit up cum and slime which I wiped off his face and rubbed into his pissy smelling hair making my angel of a prince look closer to the dirty little piggy cumdump I was turning him into. I removed the spider gag from Eric's mouth and he moaned as he moved his sore jaw around. Well, croaked is more like it from the throat rape he had just had. "I think Prince Eric here is getting a little dehydrated. What should we do about that guys?" I asked, as I pulled a funnel gag out of our bag of tricks and tossed it to Dave. I knew they'd both have full bladders, as they were beer drinkers, and that would be the perfect introduction to Eric's first piss drinking. I smiled, remembering a party that Alex and Joe threw once where Brent was placed in a small kiddie pool with the funnel gag. He served as the only urinal for about 30 guys. For 6 hours he did nothing but drink piss. Then he would just have to relieve himself in the pool, so after a while, his was sitting in a couple of inches of re- recycled piss. I smiled as I imagined Eric like that. Steve and I carried Eric into the tub. Dave attached the funnel gag to Eric as he knelt there. Then Jeffrey and Dave took their cocks out and started filling the funnel. Even soft, Jeffries cock was a sight to behold. Especially with that zero guage p.a. Eric fought it at first, and visibly gagged when he actually swallowed for the first time, but soon he was gulping it down. "Do you like that my little toilet prince?" I asked as I stroked his hair and filmed him. He looked up at me and gave a couple of little nods as he swallowed more piss. That's when I knew I was really starting to break him. The guys used the last little bit of their urine to soak Eric's face and hair, adding their mark to the falling angel. "All right!" Declared Jeffrey, clapping his hands. "Let's get to some fucking!"

This question is actually a little broader than the title implies. There's a lot of talk on BZ about bottoms who host anon scenes in hotel rooms (waves flag) and the Tops who fuck them there. But just as there are plenty of hetero men who would never think of visiting a strange woman for sex in a hotel room, there must also be plenty of gay men for whom the idea of going to a hotel for an anonymous fuck with a stranger is an outrageous notion, beyond the pale, something only done by... certain kinds of people. If you're a Top who fucks anon bottoms at sketchy places, answers hosting ads for a quick shag, and otherwise uses such opportunities as they arise to get your rocks off, what's your philosophy about this? Why do you think you do it when others don't? If you're the kind of Top who never would, is there any reason beyond STD prudence or loyalty to significant others? Is there a community sense of stigma involved? Is there a stratification of the fucking world in which we cumdumps occupy a level considered [banned word] by some other stratum of gay society? I'm curious about this. I'm perfectly proud and content to service any man at all, yet I have a feeling that there are some who would not avail themselves of my service on principle.

1. The unseen man pulled his cock back through the glory hole and I licked my lips, swallowing the rest of his load. I sat back on my heels and looked at the now vacant hole in front of me and for a brief moment wondered how I had come to this moment. Completely naked, my head shaved, cum leaking from my hole and covering my face, my cock dripping precum but completely forgotten, and locked in this booth in the back of this bathhouse. I heard a rustle behind me and saw a fat dark cock slide through the second hole in this booth. My instructions had become second nature at this point and I got up, bent over and slide the cock into my well fucked hole. Once my as was pressed firmly against the wall, the man on the other side began to pound me. I groaned and smiled. At thirty years old I had thought that I knew myself pretty well. Through some experimentation in my twenties I had decided I was vers, not overly kinky, and overall was pretty good about condom usage. So, I how did I end up locked in a glory hole booth in a bathhouse? Good question. Sir, well at the time Mike, had been the one to change all that. As soon as I met him in the bar I knew there was something different going on. He had a power over me that I couldn’t explain, and I just sort of gave in. I hadn’t gone to the bar that night with any sort of expectations. It had been a long day I thought I would pop in, have a drink or two, toss some coin at a drag performer friend of mine, and head home. As I was buying my second drink Sir, as he is now known to me, brushed against me at the bar. I was in awe. At just above six feet tall he loomed over me a little, his broad chest blocking out the rest of the room. His face was strong and square. He had short cropped dark hair, and eyes that somehow just drew me in. He smiled a broad toothy smile, and introduced himself. I practically melted. He offered to buy me a drink and made small talk as he got closer and closer to me. I smiled and felt my cock stir as he brushed against me. Soon, he leaned down and kissed me hard on the mouth. I melted into him, his big hands grabbed at my back and pulled me close. Within twenty minutes of meeting him we were leaving the bar and walking to his place a couple of blocks away. As soon as the door closed something in his demeanor changed. He became more assertive, and I became more aroused. “Strip,” he said. There in his living room with the blinds still open I pulled my shirt off over my head and kicked off my shoes. I stepped out of my jeans and hesitated for a moment before pushing down my briefs. My cock was hard as a rock and stood straight out from my dark brown bush, its full six and a half inches exposed. Sir smiled at me. “Good boy,” he said. I’d never been called boy before. It made something in me flutter and my cock twitch. He unbuttoned his own shirt revealing his strong chest, and a thick pelt of hair. His stomach was hard and flat, not an over tone gym body, the strong body of a man. Then he took of his shoes and undid his belt. Before he took his pants off though he said “On your knees boy.” I practically fell to my knees. With another broad toothy smile he undid his pants and slipped them off. He now stood in front of me in nothing but a straining jockstrap. My mouth watered. “Come over here boy,” he said, and I crawled over so that I was kneeling right in front of him. I could smell his sent, my cock throbbed. “Now you’re gonna get my cock wet and then I’m going to fuck your cute little ass. Understood?” I nodded vigorously. “When I ask you a question like that boy you will answer ‘Yes, Sir’ is that clear?” “Yes, Sir,” I stammered. This wasn’t something I was into I thought, but then why was my stomach doing back flips and my cock leaking like mad. “Good. Now lets try that again. You’re going to get my cock wet and then I’m going to fuck your ass, is that understood?” “Yes, Sir.” “Very good.” With that he pulled out his cock and I gasped. I had guessed it would be big from the bulge in front of me but I had still not been prepared. His cock was the thickest I had ever seen. Only about an inch longer than mine it had to be as thick as a soda can the whole way down. His pubes were dense and connected into the thick mat of hair that ran up his stomach. I swallowed hard. “Open your mouth boy.” I did as I was told and he pressed the broad flat mushroom head into my mouth slowly. I’ve always loved sucking cock and instinct took over. I swallowed as much as I could, slathering all over his cock. He groaned appreciably and his hands came to rest on the back of my head, pulling me closer. Somehow I knew that I had to get his cock as wet as I could, his sudden shift in demeanor told me that he wasn’t going to be providing any lube when he fucked me. I choked myself, getting spit all down the shaft of his cock and all over the head. My face was slick with spit, and it dripped down my chin. Occasionally he would force the whole length of his dick into my mouth so that his head hit the back of my throat. He was forceful, but always careful with me at the same time. I felt safe with him. I felt like even if he used me rough I would be ok. After what felt like a blissful eternity he pulled out of my mouth and head me by the shoulders. I looked up into his face, and saw that same toothy grin. “You ready to get fucked now boy?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good, now get your ass on the bed.” He shoved me towards an open door to the right, and I darted onto the bed. Without being told I got up on all fours presenting my ass towards the door. I heard Sir chuckle as he walked in behind me, “Good boy.” I felt his hands on my ass and braised myself for his cock to start pressing on my hole dry but instead I felt his tongue lap at my hole. It darted about, flicking over my ass, slowly working inside me. I groaned, as I felt my hole opening steadily. I was no stranger to getting fucked and it didn’t take too much to get me ready, but Sir was taking his time. He savored my ass, getting it slick with his spit. Once Sir was satisfied that I was properly wet, he straightened up and started to rub his cock on my hole. I leant forward, and put my face into the mattress. After dropping a big glob of spit onto my hole he started to push in. His head was so wide and blunt that my hole resisted for a long moment before finally giving way. I gasped as the first inch of his cock slid into me. He held his cock there for a minute, dropped another glob of spit onto his shaft and pushed in again. Little by little he opened me to his massive girth, and I just became a whimpering puddle. He fucked me slowly at first, adding more spit and building up speed till there was a steady wet slap filling the room. I groaned with every stroke. It felt so good. I could feel my hole loosening around him. I began to slam my hips back against him drawing his cock into me deeper. After ten minutes or so he pulled out of my hole, and in one motion knocked me over so that I was now on my back with my legs in the air. He repositioned himself and sank back into my hole. I groaned and tossed my head back. He was hammering me relentlessly and I felt my entire body giving way. My muscles all went slack and I was just putty in his hands. “I’m gonna breed this cunt, boy,” he said, sweat shinning on his body. “Please, Sir! Breed my hole!” “Good boy. Take Sir’s load.” He slammed deep inside me, stretching my hole as wide as it would go, as he spasmed deep inside me. He shook a little as he came, and the big toothy grin came back. He stayed inside me, his cock not getting any softer, but finally he was still. “Here’s the deal boy, you have a choice now.” He flexed his cock in me, “You can tell me you’re done for the night, and leave now; but know that if you do that you will never see me again,” another flex of his cock, “or, you can stay here. Just know that saying means your committing to taking my cock all night whenever I want your hole,” another flex, “So which will it be.” I didn’t even have to think, “Please, Sir, fuck me again!” “Good boy, you may just turn out to be a fun new pig.”

I volunteer! One load is never enough and I never want a top to take his cock out of my willing hairy fuckhole. I've been known to sleep with a guys dick buried deep inside me and the fucking has continued into the morning even while both half asleep 😈😉😈

My last breeding was about 4 months ago at a mans house that I met on Scruff. He told me to come over and walk in his basement from the garage. I walked in and he was sitting in a chair naked from the waist down. I immediately went to my knees in front of him and swallowed his cock to his balls and proceeded to suck his cock and balls. He guided my head with his hands on the back of my head and told me what a good cock sucker I was. After sucking him for about 10 min he told me he wanted to fuck my ass. My immediate response was Yes Sir! He got up from the chair and told me to kneel in the chair facing the back and put my ass in the air. He grabbed some lube from the table rubbed some on his cock and some on my hole then shoved his cock balls deep in me. I moaned cause I love the feeling of having a mans cock in me as he moaned how nice my ass felt. He then fucked me hard for about 10 min and then asked me where he could cum. I told him his choice, my mouth, on my ass, or in me. He chose to continue fucking me til he shoved his cock as far in me as he could and bred my ass with his two day load of cum. Have talked to him a few times since and when we can he plans on using my ass again as his cumdump. I can’t wait

That was a great question... good for you. Many of us went through the same 'anguish' (?)... and I agree with a lot of the other posters... don't sweat it too much. Medical professionals are used to it... and the samples are tiny. In Ontario, Canada (at my PrEP clinic), they provide you with two pre-configured bags and labels + your lab test requisitions. This way, you can do your swabs at home and then package up and take to your local lab within a day or so, at your convenience. Our medical system works such that I can take it to ANY lab for processing as part of our health care. When I show up with my two labelled samples (oral, anal swabs) they take the samples and my lab requisitions. I give up 3 vials of blood and a bottle of piss. And I'm on my way. The whole thing takes about 5-10 minutes. I believe we are fortunate to have this kind of system. I have a couple of friends who are lab techs and know about my open lifestyle. I asked about the swabs. Their comments were along the lines of "we don't even see clean/dirty.. we are just processing multi samples an hour"..... and they reassured me everyone is used to it. It took me a couple of tests to relax... but mind over matter.

Those sharp PAs will get the job done

I was at Steamworks in Chicago during pride several years back and the first guy I hooked up with there was about my age. We went to his room and were really getting into it, making out hard and sucking each other a lot. He was fingering me and pushing lube into me, i was hitting the poppers while he put a condom on and I started to ride him. He got it inside me and we started fucking, but he couldn't keep it hard. I could tell he was really trying to get hard again. I pulled off him and stroked his cock, then slid the rubber off. He got hard instantly. I looked at him and moaned "fuck yeah." He nodded and I slid down on him, taking him balls deep bareback! He wound up pounding me fucking hard. Riding him, doggy, on my back, then me riding him again. He moaned that he was getting close and I just kept on riding. He warned me again that he was going to cum and couldn't hold it any longer. I sank down on him as he shot his load deep into my ass. I wound up staying several hours longer and took four more loads that night.

A top who loves/wants you because you are a cumdump is the best thing in the world!

At my local clinic where I get my tests done they swab my mouth, have me self-swab inside my hole and give a urine sample, just before they take my blood samples. I think of testing and getting results as a responsibility and pure upside. Each time I get negative results I'm able to advertise my "just tested and neg" cunt for men to mount and enjoy. It's like a little sexual rebirth...

I really wish that I had the nerve to go to a hotel fuck fest. My fear of STD is what keeps me away. I've never gone to one but I have such a burning desire to go. It would do me no good to go with a condom since I can't fuck with a condom.

Wow got fucked in an alley last night. Was chilling at the park, and this BBC from Grindr hits me up. He couldn't host, and I didn't want to go home first. He said he had a 4 day load and we could find a good spot in an alley. And he was just a few blocks away. We meet outside his place, and go in the alley the next block over. Found a semi-isolated spot near some trash cans and a dumpster. About the spot I'd choose to take a piss. We pull our pants down and he gets to work. I'm taking black dick in an alley and it feels so good and dirty. That and the humid air. He seriously feels amazing. 5 mins later he tells me he's gonna cum and all I can respond with is my moaning. He dumps that big load in me and we are done. We pull up our pants, and we go our separate ways. I'm such a whore

It was getting pretty late by now so I dropped Ray a quick response from Jake: "Ray, Sir, I'd love to meet you and wrestle with you. I don't really have any limits. I'm neg, 5'5'' and 90lbs, here's a pic of me hard" Ray got back pretty quickly with his response: "Fuck yeah. I'd love to wrestle you. Stakes match, no limits, no safe words. I'm about 410lbs, toxic poz. This is me" Ray had clearly bulked out some more since I last saw him but he looked good. I wrote back: "Wow, you are huge and hot, Sir. Toxic poz, does that mean you have HIV? My immune system cant take that. I'm already pretty weak at the moment to be honest" Ray responded. "Don't worry about it. I'll pull out if I get to fuck you. Is your place private? You definitely ok with no limits, give yourself to me?" I wrote back with Jake's address. "Yeh, i live alone. Whatever you want to do Sir, I'm yours. TBH, I don't have a lot left in my life." Ray finalised the meeting and added "Great fag. You know your place and your use in life" I was hard again..

Got bred last night. Raw, no lube. A bit painful, but I regret nothing.

you have a delicious bum.

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.

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.

Sorry to be newb but two questions: 1. Is there a list of banned words? Not trying to exploit this just want to avoid annoying incorrect assumptions when a key word gets replaced with [banned word]. 2. How do you "like" content? I can see who liked it but not how they do it.

As the woozy boy slurped jakes cock clean he noticed a surprising influx of people and felt somewhat relieved. "at least Seth didnt lie about a party" he thought to himself. Jake watched the dopey boy slump back on the couch and just as he'd stepped away to search for his clothes, another random guy took his place. Pointing his prick at Chris' oozing hole he wiggled the head gently against his flush cheeks. "up" he commanded, tapping the boys knee as if a master jockey. Obediently Chris smiled and lifted his legs again. "Jake hey this guys gonna f-oooh" the boy groaned before he could finish his sentence as he was skewered by a thick black cock. "good boy" the toned top smiled to chris, grasping a wad of his curly hair and beginning a fierce pounding. "Jaaake, Im getting fucked" Chris slurred, as the clap of his cheeks filled the room. "Jake!" barked Seth from across the room. Turning to face the boy, Jake was surprised at how fast the night had seemed to progress. Seth was leaned over the kitchen table with a dreamy look on his face and his cock bobbing up and down as a red haired boy fed his impossibly long tool into him. "are you having lots of fun?" seth panted between thrusts. "yeah hey, so, i cant find my clothes." for a moment he was lost in the event unfolding. Watching the thick cock gliding effortlessly in Seths pussy was tantalizing. "I think" Seth panted, "I think Mikey moved them to his room so they didnt get trampled. check...there" he huffed, clearly occupied. Jake nodded and wandered down the hall, checking rooms for Mikey until he felt a tug on his arm. "Jakey!" mikey beamed with big wide eyes. "I need, I gotta borrow you for a minute." Jake followed Mikey into the dim room. "Are my pants-" "shhhh" Mikey hushed him. "This is Clint and hes going to college tomorrow" mikey waved his finger at a young man gagged and tied to the bed. "but he needs a little shot of confidence first" Mikey reached down to fondle Jakes semihard cock. "o-oh okay" Jake panted as Mikey pulled him closer between the boys legs. "Say hi to Jake, clint! hes going to fill you up nice and full in a minute" Jake cooed, as he tugged the plastic cap off a syringe with his teeth and busied himself with tying the young boys arm. "is he okay?" Jake asked, noting the boys obvious protest. "oh he just needs a little medicine first ya know! just relax clint and we'll be all done before you know it" mikey pumped the boys forarm until a vein was visible. "dont fight now baby. mikeys gonna take good care of you." Clint let out a grunt of protest as Mikey dipped the needle into his arm. The boy struggled visibly as Jake watched curiously. "shh were almost there sweetie just relax" Mikey pulled the tubing off the young boys arm and watched as his fight melted into soft moans. "viola!" mikey smiled, and slipped the gag from the freshmans panting mouth. "are you okay?" jake stroked the boys hip as he toyed with his own drooling prick." "yeah man hey" clint looked up, giggling. "im straight" he mumbled. "its cool" Jake reassured the spun teen as he began gliding his hand up and down the boys warm uncut cock. Mikey gently stroked the boys chest as Jake became overcome with lust. His hard poz cock could breed anyone, even this stupid kid. Jake felt powerful. for the first time in a long time he felt dominant and unstoppable as he glanced between the boys legs. "does it feel good?" he asked, smearing the boys precum down his shaft. Jake searched the room and as if reading his mind, mikey produced a small bottle of lube. "give it to him" Mikey whispered. Jake needed no further prompting as he began gently working the boys virgin hole open with his fingertips. Sure, he was straight, but not anymore. The sandy blonde was rocking gently on his hand, massaging his own hole as Jake encouraged him to let go. slipping his fingers from the young tight hole, he aimed his poison prick and looked into Clints eyes. he wanted to see it, the look when his own hole betrayed him and the cock slipped in. As the boys ring snapped around Jakes head he groaned. "here clint" Mikey held the small brown bottle under the boys nose, "nice deep breath!" he coached, as Clint took flight and the obstinate hole finally relaxed to let Jakes toxic cock inside. Jake fed his cock up into the boy for what seemed like hours, until he felt a gentle pawing at his own tight cunt. "relax" mikey soothed, as he smeared more and more lube up his hole. Jake was too far gone to care, and just kept thrusting as mikey encouraged the two and worked jakes tight hole open. "I cant-" Jake stopped suddenly, balls deep in the boy as Mikey gently grabbed his hips and the cool steel of his cockring contacted Jakes hole. "yes you can baby yes you can." Mikey began thrusting in time with Jake, pushing his cock into the top as he fed his own leaking cockhead up into Clint. "nice deep breath" mikey held the bottle to Jakes nose and without thinking he obeyed as the room began to spin. "whoa" he gasped, and as he came to his senses he realized he was stuffed full with Mikeys long thick shaft. "oh my god" jake moaned. "Dont ever tell Seth we did this he would fucking kill me, but i need to blow a load in you." mikey began to pump in and out of Jakes pussy. "dont stop jake keep fucking, remember you have to cum in him." Jake looked down at the drooling boy and complied, flexing his hips and continuing to fuck as Mikey looked down to watch his toxic fuckstick gliding into the top Seth had worked so hard to make. "i gotta cum" Jake moaned. "I know you do baby thats it, inside him, nice and deep" mikey coaxed, knowing Jakes own orgasm would milk him dry. Jake milked the cum out of the boys cock, and clint obediently milked Jake as Mikey laid his head on Jakes shoulder and pushed deep, releasing his toxic load. The three boys shared eachother as warm cum filled Jakes manhole, and poz seed filled Clints virgin pussy.

I love hotel meets , the parking is normally good , they are much safer for both partys (but if your a bottom use a safe for your valuables - I was at a group scene in a suite where people were changing in one room and fucking in a darker one - we caught someone going through pockets etc) Personally being a slag it just drop my trousers to my ankles and fuck the bottom sorry - that way i never have my valuables out of site - I once had cards lifted from my wallet when I was in the bathroom ! Hotel meets are always a guaranteed fuck , and most importantly i LOVE a pre loaded ass , so if im not too early Im likely to get an ass like a bill posters bucket to fuck. lastly I like the walk of shame once ive left the room , particularly if its a small hotel , all those frost glances

I came into the world with not much going for me. My mother was a prostitute, so I never knew who my father was. She was also a lesbian, so her bull dike lovers were always around; I was not treated well as a family member but just a thing, as the best part of the day for me was school lunch, as I was always hungry. It did have a long term effect on me as my height 5ft. 3 105 lbs. But life did give me something that would define me for the rest of my life, that's is 14 X 8 dick. At School, always being the smallest male in my class, the bigger boys would beat me up and call me a fag when I get home. My mother, bull dike lover at the time, would do the same. Since no one cared about me and when I turned 16, I ran away from home. I hitchhiked out of town, and after 500 miles and coming to a big city, I stop as I found a place that would give me a job. Sal's restaurant was looking for a dishwasher, and they had a place in the back where I could live. The room was 4X8, with a bathroom next door. The work was hard as I also did deliveries on the bike they had and made some good money with tips. I always wore long pants as with shorts; my dick could come out as I never wore underwear. The next two years were uneventful as I turned 18. Some in the kitchen would talk about they fuck over the weekend, but I had no interest in their sex stories. With Sal's being in an industrial part of town, there were plenty of empty buildings around. WE see across the street some construction going on two of the buildings. I ask one of the workers, and he says one is going to be a Men's Library and the other a Men's Spa. I tell Sal, and his reaction is good as they will have to eat and you will have more deliveries. When with Sal's restaurant being 24/7, we see the library and Spa are very busy at night, which seems queer, but they are asking for a lot of deliveries, so I'm doing well with tips. When I go to the Spa, I see men with just towels on walking around, and on the walls pictures on men naked, as I get excited as all I ever do is a jerkoff. When the manager is not around, I have to show my state-issued I.D. to prove I'm 18, and the looks I get are exciting to me. I also see a sign in the window one day that they are looking for an early morning cleaner. So I ask Randy what does the job involve, so he shows me what to do in the library. Just mop the floors clean the small rooms which can fit two men, I think, pick up the condoms and wipe the holes in the walls. Over at the spa, the small rooms have a bed with rubber sheets on them, again mop the floor but watch out for the syringes and put them in the sharps box and be careful with them if you see small brown bottles you can keep along with the little cellophane. I ask what is in them, well the brown bottle is poppers get you high, and the powder in the cellophane sends you the heaven with a rush. I take the job as the cleaner, and most nights, no one is there, and I'm collecting a lot of the poppers bottle and a few of the cellophane bags. The Spa is into sections. The Little rooms have a bed or sling and a small table. A large room that has crosse, benches, OBGYN tables, Chaines are hanging from the ceiling, and cages with wheels on them. Then you have the darkroom. The walls are black, so is the floor, and cleaning that room is a pain in the ass, and cum is all over the place; I even found cum on the ceiling a few times. At the Spa, they have special nights that I see on their handouts. Leather Men's night Daddy boy night Anything Goes night Bear night I say to my self WTF they have bears here? -TO+ I wonder whats night is about? TNG night Stripper night At the library they sell tokens, poppers and sex toys are on the walls. Since I only go to the front desk, I have no idea what's going in the back, but I do hear some people talking in the back rooms. Take if bitch I'm cumming Where do you want my load With screams of some getting hurt and some are moaning in pleasure. One night Sal's gets big order from the Spa, but it's raining heavily; by the last trip, I'm soaking wet to my skin. The manager said it has stopped raining and for me to come with him as he can put my clothes in the dryer they have here. He takes me to the locker room, and as I'm getting out of my clothes, everyone is looking at me, and the manager's mouth is open in shock as I stand there naked. I look down, and my dick is sticking out. For the first time, I see other men and how their big dick is. I wrap a towel around myself and warm up as the other men are smiling at me and giving me thumbs up. The manager hands me back my dried off clothes then asks for my ID. He says if I want to make some extra money next Sunday on the stripper night. I say yes, but what do I have to do, so he takes me to his office and plays some movies of what the strippers do. I don't look like these hot looking men; I'm skinny no hair as he is laughing then says you have some they will go nuts for is your big dick. I see how the strippers work string and men put money inside the G string you ware, you come out in street clothes or a business suit, you do a 10 minutes session. Some will give you a business card for a date, and if you are a dud on stage, they throw pennies as an insult instead of paper money. They tell me the business cards are where the real money is not from stripping. One night as I was cleaning at the Spa, I find this 20-year-old like half dead. I ask Randy. I think this guy is in trouble. Randy takes one look and says O him he was brought here tonight to get pregnant, I say to my self he is a male, so how could he become pregnant. We help him off the bed, and cum starts to leak out of his ass hole, Randy says put him down as they forgot to put a plug in him we then dress him Randy calls a friend. We put him in a car, and they take him away, I ask what's going to happen to him, so he is laughing then says in a few weeks if everything goes right, he will get the fuck flu and be POZ for the rest of his life. The Sunday strip show I show up to the dressing room, I see what the other men look like an,d I see how beautiful they are with their rip muscles bodies, with me this skinny boy with a feminine body. They all want to help, and once I'm naked, one says I will be a star as he points to my dick. Everything they have is too big, and with some safety pins, it helps. The G string my dick keeps flopping out as they laugh. As soon I get on stage, they start to throw pennies on stage as a way to embarrass me, with catcalls of getting the faggot off the stage and get a real male up on stage as the clothes come off they are getting louder with more insults. Then the room goes dead silence when I'm down to the G string with my dick flopping out; I just stop with my dick as it grows to full erection, then the cheering with them waving dollars bills for me to come over to put in the G string and a few with business cards. When my 10- minutes is up, they are giving me a standing ovation and asking me back on stage to take a bow. I got back with the money, even the pennies and started to go through the business cards, and one of the strippers see the black card then say don't ever see this guy as he is crazy and will mess you up. He says this other guy is nice with great blow jobs. He has a room number on it, so I take a quick shower and walk to the room; all he wants to do is give me a blow job. I lay down on the bed, and he goes right to sucking my dick little does he know this will be the first blow job I'm getting. After 10 minutes, he is driving me crazy as I'm fighting back as hard as I can not to cum. I can't hold back anymore, and I did not tell me I' a big cummer and always make a mess. When I cum, his mouth is still on my dick as he is swallowing every drop of it and is licking every drop from my body. The strippers are right; you will make a lot more money from the business cards than from dancing. One early morning in the dungeon area, these three men who were still going at it as they had this 40-year-old tied to the bench, so I went in really quite as not to disturb them. Then one of them said HAY BOY, are you the one with that giant dick, I nod yes and go over to them. He asks with a big smile on his face as I drop my pants, and my dick falls out. Do you want to make a few bucks? I say sure as the other one takes a rope and picks up a syringe and bends down to him and says just one more dick in you, but you are going to need it as he is going to split you in half. I have seen enough Male porn, so I know what I have to do, but it will be the first time I will be fucking someone. They gave him a big slam as he is coughing his brains out, the one behind me says stick it is slow as we want him to feel the pain as it goes in. The one behind me who is directing me I feel his dick rubbing the crack of my ass, one behind me is kissing my neck and squeezing my nipples as it feels so good then his finger goes in my ass hole as I'm balls deep into the bottom as his screams are driving me nuts as I start to fuck him faster with fingers in my hole hitting my prostate I will be cumming soon when I do between my nipples played with, my hole being fingered. The kissing on my neck, these feelings I never knew it would feel this way when you cum. When I pull out my dick, Now I know why he was screaming so much as I see dark blood on my dick and in my cum, and I panic for a second. Then the two men are laughing as they bring me around and for me to put my dick in his mouth. The other two are laughing and say to me he is already a member of the brotherhood and in good standing.

I didn’t know the part of town where this place was. Of course I knew where it was. It was near the university and my sexual appetites sometimes lured me to the campus to bottom for straight jocks, hairy coaches and dirty, horny professors. When I got home, I showered and looked at the key. It was a single Yale which gave nothing away. I googled the address and street mapped it. A modern block of loft style apartments with front windows that spanned the length of each apartment. I shuddered as I remembered that disastrous night at Jacques. It had to be him. I showered again, but this time I focused. I shaved my balls and trimmed my bush. But I left my arse hairy. I went into the bedroom and squeezed my balls through a rubber cock ring, pulled on a jock, jeans and a tee. I pulled a bag from under the bed and checked the contents - harness, speedos, a sweaty pissed stained jock, a couple of bottles of poppers. I reached into the draw and packed the bag with supplies of chems, needles and rubber ties. I paused. What the fuck was I doing. I wasn’t into anonymous sex. Well not like this. I was presuming it was Jacques. But what if it wasn’t? I sat on the bed. My cock stirred. Well if it wasn’t I could walk away. I left the apartment after writing a note to my boyfriend. He was spending the day at his black-only club. He wouldn’t mind coming home full of black seed and finding the place empty. He’d just order take out. And if it wasn’t Jacques, I’d come back in such a mood I’d need serious bruising ... I drove to the address and drove a few blocks further on and parked on a side street. As I walked back, I spied preppy guys from the university. Some of them eyed me directly. Either directly or furtively. I met all their looks and smiled. I knew I looked good and I also knew my semi was being pushed forward giving my crotch a nice bulge. I arrived at the block. It was modern. Steel and glass. I pushed the buzzer. And waited. “Come on up,” said Jacques over the beat of a music track. The door clicked and I decided to walk up the stairs. When I reached the sixth floor I wasn’t out of breath, but I was lightly perspiring and my crack was lightly moist. I slid my hand down the back of my jeans and through my sweaty crack. I rang the doorbell and almost instantly Jacques opened it. “Hey, dude.” He opened the door fully and turned back into the apartment. I followed and closed the door. I stopped and looked at the apartment. It was spartan but beautiful. A single couch faced a tv on the wall, the same round wooden coffee table, a heavy wooden table and four chairs, a kitchen to the left, doors to the right and then I gasped. A magnificent view of the entire city. Dusk was falling and Jacques was framed in the fading light against the vista of the city. He was wearing a t shirt and slightly baggy jeans. His feet were bare. I dropped my bag and went to stand by him. “You came. I wasn’t sure you would.” “Why not. Great view.” He turned to look at me and smiled. He grabbed my hand, the hand that I had earlier slipped between the cracks of my sweaty arse cheeks, and as I watched he drew my finger into his mouth and sucked. I moaned. “Tasty.”l He dropped my hand and walked away from the window. I followed him to the couch. As he walked he pulled off his tee and turned to look at me as he dropped it. I pulled mine over my head and also kicked off my shoes and socks as he reached the sofa and sat at the end. I joined him, sitting across the other side, one leg resting on the sofa, exposing my crotch encasing a cock that had been hard since he had opened the door. I look at him as he reached for the table and rolled a spliff. He was magnificent. Hairy, tattoo’d, ripped. As he rolled the paper his forearms flexed and my cunt ached to feel them flex inside my chute. He locked eyes with me as he licked the paper and sealed the contents. He picked up the lighter and handed it to me along with the spliff. Our fingers touched as I took it. He leaned back and raised an eyebrow as he looked at my crotch. I lit the spliff and put the lighter down handed him the spliff. As he took it, I stood up, undid the buckle of my jeans and slid them to the floor. As Jacques blew the smoke out I took the spliff back, and sitting down spread my legs and took a drag, forcing myself not to exhale. He looked at me and smiled. Standing up he hooked his fingers through the belt loops of his own jeans and dropped them. Fuck! Standing there in a black jock, he looked magnificent. I blew out the smoke. It left me tingling slightly. And he made no effort hiding his erect cock, straining against the pouch fabric. He sat down next to me and took the spliff from my fingers and dropped it into the ashtray. Staring into my eyes, his hands wandered up the inside of my leg and cupped my balls. “Sexy fucker”. He leaned in and kissed me. I opened my mouth to feel his tongue slide between my teeth as his hand slid up my body, teasing my nipples and making me moan. I reached out and searched his body hungrily, teasing, tweaking his own nipples before sliding my hands down to his crotch. I squeezed his balls and shaft through the fabric which was soaked with precum. He pulled away and reached for a bottle of poppers on the table. He held the bottle under my nose four times. Then repeated it himself. Leaning back he raised his hands above his head and I dove into his left pit. My mind was in overdrive and I was slightly sweaty as my tongue licked deep into the groove of his armpit. He tasted clean yet salty, the muskiness of a previous workout still latent on his hairs. I heard his take a drag from the spliff before he offered me one. I held in them breathed it into his pit, licking the fumes off his hairs. I tingled again. I pulled back and looked at him. He smile. “A little bit of Tina. Hope you don’t object.” I grabbed his chin and forced my tongue into his mouth. We snogged for what seemed an eternity. When we did break away, to take a breath, we were both getting sweatier. Jacque picked up the poppers, stood up and walked deeper into the apartment. I picked up my bag and followed him down a dimly lit corridor and into the bedroom. Music was pulsing from speakers, a low hum riven with sexual impulses; in a side table in full view, a pipe, rubber bands and syringes. On the TV screen, porn. He was already on the bed, proposed up by pillows. His jock was gone. He was stroking his hard, engorged cock, and squeezing his balls. I dropped my bag and pulled off my jock. No niceties tonight. Why bother? I mused. I stood at the end of the bed, stroking my cock. I caught the poppers he lobbed at me and took deep huffs before lobbing them back. Sliding between his legs, in one swift movement I took the full length of his cock to the back of my throat. Jacques swore in shock as he felt my lips, tongue and throat welcome his cock like an old friend. His hand automatically went to the back of my head and his head thrust up appreciatively with a welcome spurt of salty precum. His hands searched out my nipples and gently began to tease them, making me moan. I arched by arse into the air so he could see the rounds of my buttocks hiding the hole I wanted him so desperately to fuck. He smelled amazing. Clean yet sweaty; musky here fresh. Buried in his pubes, I inhaled his scent as I ran my tongue along his shaft, eliciting moans and more precum each time. Suddenly I felt myself being pulled up and swung round. His mouth found my cock and he growled as he swallowed it up. His hands grabbed my arse cheeks and squeezed them. Locked, lips to cock, we feasted on eachother’s meats.

What I can't get out of my mind is how good it felt to have my dick in an ass hole and cum in it, then having a finger put me over the edge. Then seeing the damage my dick did to his hole and how. I do not understand this slam thing, as he did not protest it much, but he likes it but wanted more. I go back to Sal's making deliveries, cleaning at the Spa & library in the early morning, and striping on Sunday night. The only scary part is the one who gives out the black business card is always there dress in a black suit with his beady eyes, which is weird. The others just want to go to a back room and suck my dick as they say if I fuck then I would rip them up. The one who runs the neg to Poz night asks me if I would like to go. I say I'm not looking to become Poz; he says we don't you to become Poz unless you want it, we want you to bust them up so when we fuck them our Poz loads enter their system faster. So all I have to do is fuck them as they are neg. He says that me fucking them would be so much better than the toothbrush. I show up for the Neg to Poz night, and as I remember how much fun sticking my dick in an ass hole was fucking was. Tonight they have six who are looking to become Poz lined up; They make them drink this Gatoraid, so I ask if I can have some as I'm thirsty and they say NO as this Gatoraid has been spiked. So they give me some water as I watch them put the first one in the sling and tie them in so they can't move. They spread his legs wide and take something out of cellophane bag and put in his ass hole. One get on his knees and sucks my dick until its hard; once it's hard, they tell me to drive my dick stright in as hard as I can. As I do he is screaming like I'm killing as one of the Poz Tops says to me he wants its keep going. Once I'm balls deep, I stop, but they say to me fuck him as fast as you can, but DON'T cum as that is the Poz Tops to cum in his wrecked hole. Been fucking him for three minutes, then they pull me away, and one of the Poz Tops drives his dick right in and says to him. Faggot, you are taking my Poz load. Faggot you want my Poz load, he says YES. I look down at my dick, and I see blood, so I ask should I clean it off, they say NO as it does not matter. After this Poz Top shoots his load in, they put a butt plug in his hole then strap a leather harness around his waist then to the butt plug so it cant be removed, then lock it up. The next one is in the sling shove a rock up to his hole, and it's the same thing fuck him for three minutes, then the Poz Top takes over. That night, I fucked six and did not cum once kind of frustrating. When I get home, I take one of the cellophane bags and find a large rock and put in in my ass to find out what it feels like, Well, it does not take long as it is burning I can control as my fingers go right to my hole as I shove them in like I'm fucking my self. I go to the kitchen and find in the fruit bin a cucumber and shove it in hard and fast. I did it with no lube, so I was hurting for a few days, but I want to do it again. One day Sal tell me there is a big delivery and if I can fit on my bike, I say yes. The address is not one I have delivered to before, but it's a big order, so the tip should be beautiful. I get to the door of a big home, and there is a note of the door saying the door is open bring it straight into the kitchen. As I walk to the kitchen, I see two boys naked about my age in the living room with hoods on their heads a chain around their neck and a cage around their dick on their knees. I get to the kitchen and stop right in my tracks, the one with the business cards when I strip it's him. He is dressed all in black with a riding crop in his hand then tells me to put the food down and to come with him.

Would love to breed you when this is all over, before you go back on PrEP 😉 But yeah, there's no need for guys to take PrEP if they're not having sex. And unless they're fucking someone in their household, they shouldn't be having sex right now.

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When we walked back into the bedroom, the two guys were lying back smoking the pipe and watching porn. Not touching but wanking their own cocks and discussing the scene. Damp, we joined them. I slid between Milos legs and took his cock in my mouth. He gazed down and blew me a kiss and then stretched raising his hands above his head. Michael, whose own semi was in Toby’s mouth leaned over and kissed Milos. It looked so fucking hot. So fucking innocent. But as I watched Michael clasped Milos hands above his head, keeping them there. I kept sucking on Milos cock and gently grabbed one of his ankles and saw that Toby was doing the same. Michael pushed his tongue into Milos mouth as I sucked his cock and now Toby ran his tongue up and down his inner thigh. Milos was in sensory overload and oblivious - lost in three hot horny guys paying ultimate attention to him. The poor fucker I thought as Michael straddled Milos and lent all his weight on him. Suddenly Milos must have realised something was wrong as he tried to push him off. But it was too late. Toby and I leaned over the bed and pulled out the retraining straps from under the mattress and linked them round his ankles. Michael pulled his arms apart and grabbing them we slipped them into restraints hidden behind the headboard. To stop Milos from yelling I heard a sharp slap. Looking up, Milos looked stunned as Michael withdrew his hand. A trickle of blood seeped from the side of the Greek’s mouth. My cock went rigid. As Michael climbed off the stunned boi, I grabbed his chin and looked him in the face. Milos whimpered as Toby and Michael got off the bed and started prepping some syringes. “Pussy boi, eh, you cunt?” I licked the blood from the side of his face and then slapped his face again. But not too hard. My hand dropped to his body and grabbed his cock. It was rock hard and leaking. Milos was scared and horny. The perfect combination. I dropped my hand lower and grabbed his bollocks and squeezed. He yelped as I twisted them. Then I dropped my hand further under his balls. His eyes opened wide as I rammed three dry fingers into his cunt and yelled. I slapped him again. “Don’t make so much noise.” Behind me, I heard Toby cough. Something landed on the bed with a thump. I smiled, picked up the ball gag and despite his protests strapped it to Milos’ face. I walked away as he screamed in to the rubber ball. I pulled Toby back to the bed and clamped his mouth onto Milos cock. T’d up he didn’t need any bidding. Standing behind him I slid my cock into his cummy, wet hole. Involuntarily I moaned. Fucked cunt always felt so good. Michael came to stand next to me and tied a tourniquet around me arm. Then walked to Milos and did the same. Milos was shaking his head. “No, baby. You said if I did it, you’d do it.” He continued to shake his head as I slowly pushed my cock in and out of Toby’s hole and Michael lined up the syringe in my arm. I closed my eyes. The black hole in my soul was pulsating. It was hungry and as I coughed and felt the rush, it flared brighter than ever before. I opened my eyes and watched as Michael told Milos not to struggle or it would hurt. Suddenly, Milos went still, eyes transfixed on the needle. Michael inserted the needle into his arm. “How much?” Michael grinned. “More than enough.” Suddenly Milos was coughing and struggling, I lent forward to keep Toby on his cock, hearing him gag and retch as he tried to do as he was told. Taking two deep huffs of poppers, Michael then clamped his mouth to Milos’ lips and forcefully blew his lungs into the boi’s lungs. Milos stopped his struggling as his body fought the new invasion but when Michael pulled away it was clear that the slam was taking effect. Milos’ eyes were glistening, hungry and desperate. Michael came and stood beside me. His cock was hard and dripping. I pulled out and stepped to one side. Without any notice, Michael pulled back his hips and rammed his cock into Toby. He screamed in pain and his arse gave way to the massive tool raping his unprepared cunt. I pulled one of Toby’s arms behind his back and the other on the back of his head as he tried to pull away from Milos cock. Milos, pushed his hips forward, wanting lips on his cock. I leaned down and told Toby that this was part of his punishment for being so cocky. I pulled his arm tighter making him scream. Michael laughed, pulled out and slugged his cock back into the tight hole balls deep. Toby was begging him to stop. Milos was moaning with pleasure but struggling against his restraints. He looked at me pleadingly. He wanted to be Toby. His cunt was hungry and his own black hole was starting to grow inside him. I released Toby. The pain and pleasure he was feeling wasn’t going anywhere but being impaled on Michael’s massive tool was all he wanted. He was now pulling on his own shaved balls and then pulling his arse cheeks apart. He was begging Michael to fuck him and begging me for forgiveness. I stood back and watched then went to stand by Michael. As he turned to kiss me I slid a finger to his cunt. He smiled and I pushed a finger in, making him moan. His fucks were now so deep and hard, he was slamming into Toby with each thrust. Toby was delirious, lying prone and lost to the meat pounding him. I pulled my finger out of Michael’s arse and pushed it into his mouth. Michael’s tongue sucked the taste off my lips and then he kissed me as I jerked off. Milos, tied up, could only watch as Michael started to ramp up his fucking and suddenly lifting Toby physically off the bed with such force into his cunt that Toby was crushed into the mattress. Pulling out, Tony’s red tinged arse juices leaked onto the sheet. It looked so fucking hot. I flipped Toby over and looked at his cunt. Red and raw I slid my own cock up there, wanting to feel the heat and wetness of Michael’s fuck. It felt glorious. I told Michael to get the bulb from the draw and when he returned I pushed it into the filled up cunt and extracted the contents of Toby’s semi wrecked into the clear bubble. I smiled and lent down to kiss Toby, who finally opened his eyes and smiled. Michael joined us as we three kissed, completely ignoring Milos. Desperate for attention he screamed into his gag. We stopped and looked at him. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started to slowly wank him. Toby got up and retrieved his bag. “What, baby? You want to be fucked?” His eyes widened and he nodded. I grinned and pulled his foreskin all the way back revealing his leaking piss slit and leaned down to lick the precum spilling from it. I gestured to Michael who walked back over to the dresser. “One more slam, Milos. And then we’re going to fuck you up so bad.” His eyes went from hunger to terror and he started shaking his head. I grinned. “You know this is what you want. Why you came here tonight. Fuck you up so bad.” As he watched, Michael walked back to the bed syringe in hand and Toby pulled a baster full of cum from his bag, adding the new juice from the bulb. Milos screamed again into his gag and once again fought against the restraints. Futile. I straddled Milos and took his head in my hands. “Don’t struggle. Michael might slip and we couldn’t want that.” Michael expertly and quickly slammed me and it took all my control to remain where I was as I felt the T race through my body - to my brain, my cock and my cunt. All I wanted was a cock deep in me and it took all my willpower to fight the urge. Milos went still. Not limp. Like his dick, his body was hard and straining. Michael tapped the syringe and reset it and I watched as he pushed the tip of the needle into Milos’ arm, paused and grinned. Milos looked at him confused. “Get ready, you fucker. You’re about to become our sleaze pig. Our boi. Our poz and blood dump. We’re going to open you cunt up so much but you won’t beg us to stop.” Milos pupils dilated and suddenly he was coughing. And I mean really coughing. Coughing so hard he flung me off his body as he strained against the restraints and then went still, his breath whistling through the choker in his mouth. I admit I panicked as I watched his reaction, scared Michael had overdone it. But I then remembered that Michael was, as a dealer, an expert. I got to my feet and walked back to Milos. And I saw it. He had entered his back hole. He was staring at me but not seeing me. Isn’t down and kissed him and for a single moment I entered his black hole and saw his hunger

PART 14 Something about what Ted had said and just the room and the whole scene had had an effect on me. I liked that he had all the lights on. I wanted to see him clearly. And I wanted him to see me. As I worked his cock with my mouth, I wasn’t shy in making eye contact and making it clear that I loved sucking him. His cock was so hard and every so often a fresh drop of precum would leak out, and that taste would make me even hornier. I took my time and he let me. I ran my tongue up and down the shaft. I licked his cock head. I sucked and licked his big cum filled balls. And I practiced taking a man’s cock deeper and deeper into your mouth. I wanted to be a good cocksucker for my top. My eyes watered and spit dropped off my chin but i worked more and more down my throat for longer and longer. The next day, my throat would be a little sore from ramming his cock down it, but for now all that mattered was his reaction and feeling his hardness in my mouth. Feeling it flex and throb as I sucked and licked it. “Fuck yeah Chris, work that Dick. I can’t wait to fuck you. I can’t wait much longer. You gonna give me that hole? You gonna let me have that little cunt to fuck?”, He said thru clenched teeth. I enthusiastically nodded and it wasn’t a few more seconds before he was pulling my lips off his cock and I wa hearing him say “Show me that hole. Turn around and show it to me.” I spun around and bent over the bed and spread my legs. “Climb up and get on your knees ass up and head down, with your knees near the edge.”, he commanded. It took me maybe 2 seconds to assume the position and hear him tell me “Yeah that’s it. Nice and spread. Your hole looks so hot Chris. So tight. And you live showing it to me don’t you?” “Yeah please. Please fuck me”, I begged. I felt him smearing lube onto my hole as he slowly teased it open. I gasped and bucked back into his touch. “What’s that sexy boy? What do you need?” He asked me, as his fingers worked me open. “Fuck me. Please fuck me. Fuck me til you cum. I need it.” I practically cried. And then I felt it. The blunt head of a rock hard man cock pressuring my hole, pushing it open. I focused on trying to relax my hole as he slid into me. I am sure I cried out a little as he was not being so gentle. He wasn’t ripping into me, but he was determined. It hurt but I didn’t care. I was so overloaded that I just needed his dick inside me. Even as I cried out in pain I was pushing back trying to impale myself on his cock. “Yeah boy open up. Open up that hole for me,” he grunted out. He never paused and I didn’t want him to, he just kept working my hole and sliding that huge Dick deeper and deeper. Despite the pain I was urging him on and pushing back. I wanted it all the way in. I really wanted it. He wasn’t going slow and easy and it wasn’t long before I hear hi tell me “I’m so close Chris. Your hole... I just can’t last. It’s like it’s pulling the cum up from my balls. I need to shoot in you baby. You want thAt?” Frantically i was begging him “yes! Yes! Yes!” A yes for every thrust into me that was knocking my breath out. And then he stopped. “Flip over on your back. I want to see your face when I give it to you.” He said. As he slid into me again, he pulled down close to me and began whispering to me. “Yeah. So close. So close to cumming in your hole. And you want it. That poz cum. You love this raw cock. I’m Gonna keep fucking you til you read poz just like me. As many loads as it takes.” And maybe that’s when he broke me. Who knows how many times I repeated the following words: “Fucking poz cum” and “as many loads as it takes” he just stArted pounding me then and within maybe a minute he practically shouted as he drove hArd into me “Fucking huge load. Pozzing you now. Fucking take it. Take my fucking cum.” I wrapped my legs around to pull him in, my ass milking his shaft to get every drop. He throbbed and flexed as he tried to push every bit out. Finally, I felt his cock slip out of me and he pulled back to catch his breath. He looked down at me and smiled. “Are you gonna come back later when you need more?” I nodded. “Anytime you need my cum, just call. I want my cum inside you every day sexy boy. Every day.”

Part 31 　 My whole being seemed to be on fire. I was lost in the moment trying to get his giant meat to cum down my throat. His fingers doing magical things with my ass made it hard for me to keep still and blow him. I wanted to taste that cum, but another part of me was now wanting that cock in my ass. I knew that was wrong to think of since I knew, now, that he was poz with a very high viral load, but damn my ass was gyrating and in more and more need. My mind was telling to stop and run away, now, but it was becoming only a whisper as every other bit of me was screaming for more sex. I was crazy and knew it. I wanted more and more. The stripper all at once pulled his fingers from my hole making me gasp at the loss and then he just grabbed me and picked me up and laid me down on top of the table. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and spread my legs wide and lifted my ass up and planted his mouth on my hole. His tongue replaced his fingers in my hole and I almost screamed from the pleasure. I reached down with my hands and grabbed the cheeks of my ass and pulled them wider trying to get more of his tongue in me while driving my ass back at him. I was almost berzerk in my thrashing. He kept on and on and then started to insert a finger and then another and another into my hole. My head was rocking side to side now. I was moaning and panting and trying to thrust my ass back to get his fingers and tongue in deeper and deeper. His tongue was dancing all over my hole and his fingers were driving in and out and twisting around faster and faster. I found myself almost yelling at him, "I want your cock in me, please, I need it. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me now." I looked down at him and he was looking up at me and he pulled his tongue back, but not his fingers, and said, "what else do you want?" I was puzzled and then it hit me what he wanted to hear and I told him, "I want you to fuck me, hard, with that giant cock of yours and.....and fill me with your toxic poz cum." I had had to hesitate before saying that. I still wasn't sure I did, but at this point my ass needed that cock and I was afraid he would stop and I would be totally wild then. He slowly started kissing his way up across my body. His fingers still doing their magic in my hole only now I could really feel them dragging. He smiled as he got to my lips, gave me a huge kiss and then very roughly ran his fingers in and out of my ass dragging what felt like huge sharp nails in there. Then he pulled them out and as he started to push that giant cock in me, he held his fingers up in front of my face and I could see they were dripping my blood. I just stared as he said, "I tore your ass open good. It leaves a much better path for my toxic cum to get into you." He grinned at me and drove his cock in. His lips clamped on mine as I was going to scream from the pain and then I felt my ass seem to tear open more and the head of his cock was in me. My legs went straight out and opened wide to try and relieve me of that. He hesitated a few seconds and then pushed some more and I felt a few more inches go in. He stopped again for a few more seconds and then pushed again. He kept doing that, a very little bit in at a time and then only a few seconds hesitation and the in more. Then I felt the impossible, his balls hit my ass and that whole monster cock was completely in my ass. My eyes flew wide open when I realized that and he leaned back, looking me deep in the eyes and said, "see, I told you you could take it all. Now get ready as I am going to give you the fuck of your life." With that said, he started outward and then inward, just a little at a time to start with. I was gasping with the pain. Then he was going further out and in with each thrust, till on the out stroke he only had the head of his cock still in me, then he would thrust back deep inside me completely. The pain was finally starting to subside. As his movements got faster and harder the pain disappeared and in its place came pleasure, soon to be complete exstacy. I was now shoving my ass back on his cock as hard as he was fucking me. I could help and and was now saying uncontrollably, "oh, yeah, fuck me! Ram that fuck stick in me deep! Destroy my hole! OH, come on fill me up! I want your cum! OMG, POZ ME, POZ ME, POZ ME!" I was out of control. He then then exclaimed, "Your hole is so tight, I'm not going to last long in there. Get ready." I almost screamed, "yes, do it, do it! I want your hot toxic AIDS cum in my hole now!" Then with a few more thrusts, he rammed me as hard as he could and went as deep as possible and I could feel every vein in his cock throbbing as he unloaded his HOT cum deep inside my bowels. He was grunting and groaning his pleasure as much as I was and I felt my own cock erupt again and my cum was spraying everywhere. Then his lips found mine and we lay there in our bliss kissing and cuddling for a long time.

Part 26 　 Hank then led me over to the couch and we sat down. He leaned over and planted his lips on mine and I returned the kiss. As we were kissing, we were groping at each other, our hands all over the other. Soon, we both had our hands on the other's cock, rubbing and stroking them to complete hardness. As we were making out, hot and heavy, I could hear the two on the floor. I was busy, so only caught a few words here and there. Mostly from the stripper as the other guy was moaning and groaning too much to talk. The stripper kept saying, "I am going to convert you for sure with this fuck. You will definitely be full of my hot cum and it will change you forever," or something like that. I was a little too busy to really understand what all was said. Hank broke off our kiss then and his lips started kissing and nibbling their way down across me. As he was doing that, I became aware that all the guys from outside were now in the livingroom and Tom had showed up and all were watching us and the two on the floor. As I noticed this, Hank's mouth had reached my cock and had swallowed it to the base in one slurp. My ass came right up off of the seat with that and before I could come back down, one of his hands was under me and his finger was entering my hole as I came down on it. My eyes had to have bugged out and a sigh escaped my mouth from the wonderful feelings. This went on for short time and then Hank let loose of my cock making me gasp in frustration. He got up then and looking around said, "I see we have 10 guys here now. Was hoping for a few more, but there are always those who back out at the last moment. It does work out nicely though as 5 of us have already converted and the other 5 are here to be converted and hope when they leave they will be and full to overflowing with cum." He kind of laughed at that and so did most of the others, although a couple of the guys looked almost shell shocked for some reason. Hank went on to say, "I hope everyone has fun and gets what they want. I am going to take personal care of my neighbor and hope to convert him tonight also. So why don't you pair up with converter and convertee and see if we all become one tonight and remember you don't have to stay with the same guy all night, but can switch around and try all. Enjoy." With that he turned back to me and held his hand out to take mine. I reached up and he pulled me up to my feet. He gave me a quick kiss and then led me towards the stairs. I was so horned up from our quick makeout session I almost ran up the stairs with Hank as he hurried us up there. I wanted his mouth on mine and on my cock so badly. I also wanted his cock in my mouth to taste his so sweet cum running across my tongue. My mouth was watering with the anticipation. We hurried to his bedroom and both of us just jumped on the bed we were so ready. Our mouths clamped together in a deep, almost terrifyingly, passionate kiss. I had never felt like this before. It was amazing. Our tongues entwined around each others, driving us both wilder and wilder. Our hands were exploring each others bodies everywhere we could reach. I even found myself caressing his ass and up and down his crack and circlng his hole with a finger just as he was doing to me. Then his finger started to penetrate my hole, so I did the same to him. We had no lube so only the tips were in, but the feeling was wild beyond belief. Then he broke off the kiss and told me, "just a minute." He rolled away from me and reached into the nightstand beside the bed and got out a tube of some sort of lube. He opened it up and started to pull me towards him and squeezed some out into the crack of my ass spreading it around my hole and then I felt him pushing some of it into me. Then he got some on his fingers and spread his own legs and did the same to his hole. Then Hank closed the gap between us and we kissed again as our hands went to each others' ass, again. I immediately could tell he had inserted more than one finger into me, so I did the same to him, two and then three and then found he could take 4 without much trouble. I think it felt like he had 4 in me too and around and around our fingers went, and slowly in and out. Penetrating until I felt the palm of my hand against his ass as my fingers were all the way in him and then I felt his palm also and knew he was as deep in me as well. We made out like this for a while, in and out slowly with our fingers, caressing each others prostate and driving us wilder and wilder with lust. The without our fingers leaving our holes, Hank slowly made his way down my body turning around, till we were in a 69 position. Then his mouch engulfed my cock to the base and I almost came right then, but he grabbed my cock hard in his other hand to make sure the feeling stopped. Then he started to suck me more. I was not being idle either and was sucking Hank's cock for all I was worth. I wanted his cum down my throat. I was craving the taste of him. His cock had precum flowing from it. I could taste it almost constantly and I knew he had to be tasting mine as I could feel it coming out of me at a fantastic rate, too. After a good 5 minutes of this, he all of a sudden stopped sucking me, pulled his cock from my mouth and turned around on the bed and his lips came down on mine. He kissed me hard and then pulling back a little said, "I want you to fuck me and see what it feels like to dump your load up my ass. Do me now." With that he rolled us over onto his back with me on top of him and between his legs. He reached between us and guided my cock to his hole. I plunged in to the hilt in one thrust and started to fuck him. He almost yelled, "yes, do it, fuck me, pound my ass hard, fill me with your straight boy neg. cum! Come on flood my hole good!" I was too far gone to pay much attention as I was pounding his ass as hard and fast as I had ever done before. He went on, "oh, yeah, do me I want all your sweet untainted cum in me deep!"

Took around 14 anon loads at Steamworks last night. My hole was overflowing with cum. Hopefully one of them will do the deed and convert this hole.