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ollies hips slid back and forth on the table as doug began to slam harder into the slender teens sensitive ass. "oh no, unggghhh" ollie moaned as he saw the cum dribbling from his pink cockhead. Doug was in complete control of his body, as the mans thick veined cock coaxed another load from olivers comparatively smaller prick. "thats it ollie its better to cum with your pussy. That cock isnt big enough to really satisfy anyone anyway." maybe doug had a point. Ollie felt almost ashamed thinking of his dick compared to Dougs bulbous tool. it was big, powerful, and it could make the boys body do whatever doug wanted. His ass completely surrendered at its touch, and its full length managed to force the boy to cum whether he wanted to or not. Oliver felt helpless as doug sighed, driving himself all the way to the balls in the boy ollie grunted at the mass inside him. "boy cocks dont cum inside holes ollie, but this? this is a man cock sweetie. its a tool. a schlong. I know you dont understand with your little prick but real men fuck deep and they cum deep." Ollie felt humiliated as he watched doug pound his guts into submission. doug came inside last time, he thought. "maybe hes right, maybe thats just what big cocks always do." ollie dreamily wondered to himself as Doug growled above him. "take the seed baby, take up your pussy nice and deep" doug held still as his heavy balls pumped a fresh warm batch of poz cum into the teens loose cunt. Oliver looked down to see dougs big cock kicking inside his guts, painting his pussy with thick gooey streaks of hot white viral jizz. "wow" he whispered breathlessly. "you did just great ollie so i have a little treat for you" Doug slid his dick out of the boy and admired his handiwork. Olivers pink hole was gaped for all to see. his tender pink insides churned gently as the boy panted, decorated with Dougs poison cream like a delicious little strawberry cobbler. Doug zipped his pants and left the boy in a puddle of cum. oliver sat in the room for what seemed like a drug filled eternity. the only sounds were his heavy breathing, and the occasional drip of dougs seed from his hole onto the cold tile floor. he felt miserable thinking about how easily Doug had ignored his pleas, how ineffective any sort of reasoning was from him. Maybe doug was right. the only thing that seemed to reasonably work out lately was happening when the older mans dick was dominating him. he couldnt satisfy his girlfriend anymore. not that it mattered, his cowardice kept him from ever telling her about these little visits. he couldnt even keep his own body from cumming on the mans bloated tool. and he said it. doug finally got him to say it. "pussy" ollie croaked despondently as he watched the door swing open with the smiling older man and his perky nurse in tow. "there we go. Ollie I want you to try taking more cum, can you take a little more while i fix up some vitamins for you?" oliver sighed, covering his leaking cunt in embarassment. Trey had disrobed, revealing his waifish figure, well defined abdominals, puffy pink areolas and caged cock. "once we give you that nice pussy ollie, youll be just like Trey. see how happy he is to meet you?" Doug unlocked the boys cage and began to fondle his cock to hardness. "Trey has a wonderful pussy ollie, so he doesnt fuck boys." Doug deposited a dollop of lube on the moaning nurses cock. "but just this once, hes going to give you a nice little load of his seed. we need to keep you nice and full ollie to make the best pussy." Doug guided trey into ollies sopping hole. "fuck the pretty hole now trey." Ollie took the boy with no effort, noting his similarly sized cock and curiously smaller testicles. "you feel really good inside ollie" trey remarked. "i dont know if ill last long at all" the boy sheepishly confided. "thats okay" the sticky boy blurted thoughtlessly. Oliver watched the doctor prepare a larger syringe and immediately began to worry. the first round of dougs love potion was still doing its job, easing the boy from head to toe, slowing his thoughts and making him an obedient fuck toy. surely doug didnt intend to give him any more of the stuff. "hold nice and still now ollie, these are just some vitamins to help your body" the doctor pushed the needle into the boys ass cheek and dumped its contents. to olivers relief, he didnt seem to feel any different at all. "you pretty boys just keep fucking. ill be right back" Doug slipped out of the room as trey gently stroked Olivers chest and played with his nipples. "what was that?" oliver asked trey curiously. "depo" the boy sighed, making gentle thrusts into the warm hole as he tried his best to fight off a long postponed orgasm. "provera...er...its estrogen ollie." The boy registered the exotic words but couldnt seem to connect any of the dots. "i take it too. doug gives it to all his boys. too much makes you...well it turns you into a girl. Doug gives you just enough to make you...different i guess" Oliver didnt understand. The shot felt nothing at all like the strong cocktail he received earlier. "different?" oliver asked. "youll feel it after a while. it makes your nipples a little puffy and really sensitive. your skin gets softer and you dont cum much at all." ollies jaw went slack. "it makes your balls smaller. sometimes it keeps my dick from getting hard, but i dont mind." "thats horrible" ollie sympathetically replied. "oh not at all" trey giggled. "i dont usually ever fuck a real man. I mean could you imagine? heh, im not going to do much with this little thing." trey smiled. "Doug gave me a pussy so I can make sure big strong men always have somewhere warm to cum in." ollie nodded. Doug did seem to really enjoy cumming inside him. "im poz too, but i dont tell anybody. one time I hooked up with a married guy at an amusement park and he asked, so i just said i was neg." ollie listened intently as Trey began to speed up. "yeah, he was all like 'I need a condom i cant do this without a condom' and it was so silly. I never ever use condoms. So i said to him, 'well can you just maybe tease my hole a little???' and he actually did it!" Trey sounded like he won the lottery as he continued fucking. "do you want to come too?" he offered, fisting the teens cock. "so anyway thats the trick ollie. once you have a really good pussy, all you have to do is get just the head started. big strong men cant ever resist a boy pussy. he totally lost it after he felt mine, and I didnt have to do anything else, he just fucked and fucked and filled me right up. just...like....nngh...this!" Trey pushed deep into the boy and began unloading. Oliver felt a sense of disappointment. compared to Dougs rod, this was just unremarkable. Trey wasnt doing any of the things to his body that doug could. Oliver tensed his abs as he came once more around the nurses softening cock, emptying the last of his balls onto his lower abdominals in a slow stream. as Trey locked himself back in the cage and pulled his trousers up he turned one last time to remark to ollie, "oh and whatever you do, dont miss your appointment! you need to make sure doug gives you a nice big shot of that happy medicine and your estrogen from now on or you feel sick."

I lay there in the dark. I could just see shapes in front of me. I was on a leather mattress, one of three next to each other. A guy I could see was lying next to me. Like me he had his ass open to the sky, to anyone. My ass was open to anyone as well. But it was open to Poz guys more than anyone else. I didn’t want to discriminate. But to me I needed Poz cum. Only 30 minutes before I was on my iPhone typing my position and area on my iPhone. The ad I placed in Barebackrt was very specific. “ Poz guys only to breed Neg guy not on Prep in dark room at Bathhouse. Please bareback Poz with the words not on Meds Poz” time and place. Here I was 30 mins later lying on my stomach in the dark . My asshole was lubed. Every other minute I sniffed poppers. My cock was irrelevant. It is an intense experience lying in the dark, sniffing poppers, watching shadows in front of you. The guy next to me was as still as a plank. Part of me wanted to check his pulse. When a guy came near him and start to fuck him, he hardly made a sound. You could feel men’s hands feel your ass and legs ,finger your hole. Random men . But I wanted something else . Something more . I waited. It seemed like forever and not long at all. A guy was feeling my leg in the dark. It was slow . He got to my ass and seemed to linger around my hole. Suddenly a voice came out of the darkness” Not on Meds , Poz” That was it . Nothing for a moment, as I breathed harder. Suddenly I felt wetness, Then I felt hardness. Then pain , then pleasure. Next to me the voice again.” You got more than you bargained for . Take that Poz cock.” He pushed it in hard. I had an intake of breath. We both stopped for a moment . Then a voice. “ “You sure you want this?. No turning back” He almost impaled me and I answered almost in a scream. “ Give me your Poz DNA.” He breathed against my neck. “ Your a fucking slut” “ Yes” I responded. The guy fucking me laughed. Then loudly he said to anyone in the room “ This slut wants to be fucked Poz, full of Poz cum. No self respect. He deserves everything he gets. Load him up with anything”. With his elbow he pushed me down. “I will be back”. He got off me. Emptiness. This was only for a minute or so . “ Fuck bitch you want fucking AIDS!!” In short jabbing movements the next guy did not care. “ Been Poz 3 weeks you will fucking have this Pozzz” He trailed off. He had cum. So quickly. He managed to say “ Slut” as he left me but he disappeared as quickly as he came. I felt myself smile. This is heaven.This is the meaning of life. Another voice. “ No meds, Poz” this guy just grunted, again and again pushing into me. “ Fuck slut you are Poz “ He came abruptly. Next to me the other guy being bottomed moved. He put his hand on my shoulder”. I need to cum “ He said. “ I have no idea what I am . If I have it or not. Never been tested”. “Please fuck me “ I replied. He moved on top of me and started to pound hard my ass . “ I need to cum .Fuck this is so hot. Fuck you are so we wet. Fuuck!”. He had cum. He breathed against my neck. He stayed there for the longest time and then moved” Hope you get what you want” He said as he left. I was still smiling to myself in the darkness when I heard a familiar voice. Gruffly he announced to the shadows . “Have you had your fill of Poz cum slut? “ “ Never” I replied. “Please fill me up with more” He rammed into me hard. I panted into the mattress. “I am close ,slut. You are going to be Charged Poz. Fuck you are going to have dirty seed in you. Take that Poz seed! “ We both lay there. “You are going to have to go out of this Dark room eventually. People are milling around out the door to see who the Poz loving cum dump is. I smiled to myself. I had achieved wanted I was a Poz loving cum dump in a Bathhouse darkroom.

PART 4 Scott continued to moan and started to beg Jesse to fuck him. Pretty soon there were four of us bottoming, filled with cock, begging to be bred full of sperm. Jesse was fucking Scott, and that boy was a filthy cunt. As soon as he turned around I could see that his hole was already leaking cum. I reached over and roughly pushed my finger into his ass. “How many loads, fag boy?” Scott moaned and said “Six sir!” “Bet you don’t even know any of their names, fucking tweaked out whore.” “No, Sir! I was cruising in the park earlier and the guys just walked up and started using me while I was bent over a picnic table.” I laughed and said “of course you were, faggot. Spun whore taking loads in the park from random strangers. What a pig.” Just then, Jesse leaned down and gave Scott another shotgun of tina, which he passed along to me, making sure to make out with me along the way. He was a pretty young thing who clearly lived for dick. All the while Garrett was playing with my hole while his brother and their buddy took turns fucking Adam and Brian. Adam’s cunt was gaping open every time Dean or Jack pulled their dick out of his hole. That boy was a filthy fucking whore, moaning loudly, begging the two guys to use him. Brian mostly laid there, in a stupor. The poor boy had never done drugs before, and now his virgin hole was being abused by two alpha boys with big fat cocks. They didn’t give a shit about his virginity or his reluctance to get high. To them he was just a cunt. To be used, bred and then used some more. I’ve always been one to be able to appreciate both sides of that coin. I love breeding a dirty fagdump, and then turning around to offer my cunt up to the next hard dick that wants to use it. Garrett was beginning to abuse my cunt more with his fingers, so we moved to the sofa and I laid on my back. Garrett and Jack were both shorter than me, which I love. Little matching hairy fireplugs with big fat cocks. And this one wanted to fuck his Daddy. “You ready, Daddy!?” Garrett leaned over and started to kiss me. I grabbed the back of his head and furiously made out with him while his hand opened up my pussy. “You sure your man enough to fuck your old man, son?” Garrett just moaned and hissed “my daddy’s a dirty cumdump who needs to get bred, isn’t he? Let me fuck the ass that made me.” Then he quickly slipped his cock in my ass, all thick 8” of it. I drew in a breath, hissing at the sudden intrusion of a large cock into my asshole. Once Garrett bottomed out he paused and looked me in the eyes, grinning wickedly. “You ready to get raped, Daddy? I’m horny as fuck from the tina, and I can tell my daddy is a total fucking whore. I can’t wait to eat loads out of your pussy daddy!” This boy knew how to push all of my buttons, both in my hole and in my head. Garrett started to plow my ass relentlessly, while keeping up a steady stream of filthy talk. Telling me how he was going to get my number and come over to breed me every day after work from now on. My ass was on fire from all the drugs we’d done, and I was feeling really greedy. I closed my eyes and just listened to four sexy tops raping four hot cumdumps. Garrett couldn’t stop talking about fucking his own Dad so to shut him up I grabbed the back of his head again and pulled him toward my mouth, kissing him hard, while my other hand pulled on his super furry ass, getting his cock as deep into my cunt as it could go. My ass was fully opened up, slurping from the lube and I couldn’t stop moaning while we were kissing. We were in our own world, quietly talking dirty. “Fuck me Garrett! You man enough to breed your own Dad? You wanna put that load up Daddy’s cunt?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy! I’m gonna breed you so hard. Gonna knock your pussy up and get you pregnant with my babies. But who the fuck knows who the real dad will be, since you’re such a fucking slut! Taking anyone’s load like a back alley whore.” He grinned at me again and I kissed him hard again, begging him “fuck son, just rape Daddy’s cunt. Fuck me as hard as you can! Make sure that load of jizz is as far up my pussy as it’ll go! Lube me up for my next customer.” He pounded me hard for a few more minutes and then started to pant quickly. “Fuck, Daddy. I’m gonna breed you! Tell me what you want, Daddy! Tell me!” “Fuck me baby boy! Breed your daddy! Dump that motherfuckin load in my guts! Knock me up with your sexy sexy babies!” Garrett kept pounding my pussy, driving me wild with lust and begging for more. Then he shoved his cock all the way in my ass and held still. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me and the thick loads of boy cum hitting the walls of my cunt. He continued to moan loudly and when we came up for air, the other guys started to laugh and briefly applauded then quickly went back to fucking each other like animals. It was my turn to top. I had my pick of all of them and still wanted to add my jizz to Brian’s recently virginal cumdump.

No Golf Foursome It had been a few days since I last heard from college boy and figured that the worst of his flu was over. His comments made it sound like it hit him really hard and I kind of wondered if he was just being a drama queen and milking out the attention from his dad for a couple weeks. Hopefully the extended flu meant he was really potent. The more I thought about it, the more it turned me on that I had charged him up. And had knocked his dad up too. My last fuck had been with college boy in the alley and I really needed to get my dick in a guy soon. I took a break from work and scanned my phone apps to see who might be around. On the second app, I spotted college boy and checked out his profile. There were a few changes including a new pic. His status now said "ask" and he now listed himself as a top. My dick twitched and I smiled to myself. I sent off a message and just said "How ya doin?" "Fuckin gr8 glad thats ovr horny af" was his quick reply. "LOL spread ur seed" I sent back. "bred my 1st 2 bad hes poz" college boy responded. "dont turn down poz guys. ur one now. he in bldg?" I answered. "did dad 3x he got rash n fever today ;)" he replied. "cool. now u need to try neg" I typed back. "talked 2 1 but he wants proof" was his response. "might b hard to get test now. keep lookin" I replied. I looked around some more and didn't see anyone interesting, but I needed to get back to work anyway. At the end of the day, I grabbed my laptop and sat down on the couch. My dick had been throbbing for the past half hour and I knew I needed to drain my balls soon. I checked out the messages on a few sites and looked to see who was online. A smile grew across my face as I saw the profile and quickly fired off a message. "Hey, up for fun?" I sent off to dragonboy. I wasn't sure who was going to be on the other end - him or his cousin, but I didn't care since both were good fucks and liked getting bred. A few minutes later I got a reply "sorry my cousin is here. I can't." I shook my head and said "What?" to myself and sent back "We did it before. I can fuck both of you." "I don't like to share" he replied. Part of me was thinking he was just making excuses and wasn't interested. Maybe he heard my comment last time that I was toxic and didn't want to push his luck. Another part of me was thinking maybe we could just hookup in the stairwell or some other spot in the building, and then I got a real evil idea. I sent off "LOL greedy huh? What if I bring another top?" and waited. If he turned that down then I'd give up on him and hunt elsewhere. "He got a good dick?" dragonboy responded a few minutes later. "Got him" I said to myself. I couldn't remember, but told him "Not as good as mine but should feel good in you" as I picked up my phone. I quickly sent off a message "u up 4 tagging someone?" Several minutes later, I had everything set up. Another half hour and I was walking out of my condo and taking the trip down the stairs. I got to the 4th floor and waited another minute or so until I heard footsteps on the stairs above me. It was deja vu, since collegeboy looked almost identical to our first fuck. He had the same tight tank top, the same baggy shorts, the tall leather army boots and his hair tied up in a bun. But this time he didn't have a nervous look on his face, it was replaced with a wry grin. I whispered "I get the one with the ink first, you get the other one. When we've dropped our first load, we swap. Dirty talk is good, just no poz talk, ok? Oh... and you need to wear a mask." "They neg?" collegeboy asked before pulling a mask out of his pocket. "Maybe" I said with a smile. We walked out of the stairwell and down the hall to apartment 4C and I knocked on the door. We slipped on our masks just as the door opened and there stood dragonboy in just a thong and a smile. "Fuck! I forgot my mask, sorry. Come on in." He glanced at me and then looked collegeboy over. "Uh... is he legal?" dragonboy asked. I chuckled and said "Yeah, he is" while collegeboy nodded his head. "Hope he's a good fuck" dragon boy said as we followed him back toward his bedroom. I felt my cock start to get hard as I looked at the thong strap disappear between his two firm butt cheeks. Collegeboy was looking at the same thing and rubbing his crotch as he walked, the baggy shorts obscuring his stiff cock. Once in the bedroom I saw his cousin on his knees on the bed. I had to look twice but then I realized he had a puppy tail butt plug in his ass. "I lubed him up already since he hasn't been fucked since you last did him and I thought he needed to get his hole stretched out to take you" dragonboy explained. I wasn't sure which time I fucked his cousin he was referring to, but I doubted he knew about me fucking his cousin solo. "I'm probably tight too since I only got fucked once since then and that guy insisted on wrapping it. I forgot how much I hate condom sex" dragonboy said, turning his head and smiling at me. He climbed on the bed next to his cousin and handed a small bottle of lube back to me. I pushed my shorts off, letting my hard shaft spring free, and let them drop to the floor before pulling my tee over my head. Collegeboy followed my lead and was stepping out of his shorts and peeling his tight tank top off about a half step behind me. He looked hot standing there in just his leather boots with his cock sticking straight out, a sheen of pre on the head. I lubed up dragonboy's hole while collegeboy worked the plug out of the cousin's ass. With a loud plop, the plug came free and the cousin moaned loudly. Collegeboy slipped a pair of fingers into the cousin's hole and muttered "fuck yeah" as he yanked them out and stuffed his cock inside. I was a little pissed that collegeboy was the first to get his dick in, but I liked his enthusiasm. Working my fingers in dragonboy's ass a bit more got him ready until my dripping cock found its way to his entrance. I must have waited too long because dragonboy shoved his ass back, impaling himself on my cock. He had never been one of those 'lay there and take it' bottoms and that was something I liked about him. Resting my hands on his back, I let him fuck himself on my shaft with little movement from me. He was snarling and grunting out of his uncovered mouth, unlike his cousin who was just letting out muffled whimpers as collegeboy fucked harder and faster. Grabbing his hips, I took control and drove my cock in with a hard, firm thrust. Dragonboy growled but stayed still while I stood there a moment. Slowly I pulled back until just the tip was inside before I shoved back and broke through, planting every millimeter of my cock inside his chute. "Wreck that hole" I heard from collegeboy. I looked over and saw that he had slowed down and was now pumping his cock in and out of the cousin much less forcefully. "You cum after I do" I said quietly, trying to make sure he lasted a while. He nodded and backed off the pace a little more. I wanted him to enjoy the fuck first and not be concentrating solely on knocking the guy up. If it happened, that would just be an added bonus. I flipped my concentration back to dragonboy and varied my thrusts. Some were gentle and some were hard, sometimes I gave him a long strokes and sometimes it was only a few inches. Looking over again, collegeboy was now pounding the cousin again. He would hammer him and then pull out a second before shoving back in and hammering him again. After seeing him do it a few times I thought he must be getting close. When he pulled out and flipped the cousin on to his back, I felt my own balls start to tingle. I pushed dragonboy's shoulders down until his head was pressed against the bed and started to thrust faster. He started to work his ass muscles around my cock and it took every bit of determination not to breed him right then and there. I knew that's what he wanted, but I wanted to fuck a little longer. Out of the side of my eye, I saw collegeboy pull out and groan as he tried desperately to not shoot his load yet. He stood there several seconds and the cousin even looked back at him, his eyes pleading to get fucked more. I drilled dragonboy another couple minutes and I couldn't delay any longer. Slamming in, my cock engorged and started to shoot spurts of diseased cum into dragonboy's hole. He moaned out "Oh fuck yeah" the moment he felt my cock start to flood his ass and he milked my cock hoping to get every last drop. After the first four or five shots, I slowly rocked my hips, makng sure I painted my seed over as many parts of his boi cunt as I could. With the last of my load emptied, I churned it up and looked over at collegeboy just in time to see him lunge forward and growl as he shot his load into the cousin. His orgasm seemed to last a while and I hoped he saved enough for our second round. As good as dragonboy's hole felt I wanted to get into his cousin and feel my dick get coated in collegeboy's viral slime. Collegeboy looked over at me with a wicked grin and then started to plow into the cousin's hole. He matched my pace with dragonboy for a few minutes until I pulled out. I slapped dragonboy's ass and moved back. I put my hand on collegeboy's shoulder, pulling him to his left. His cock plopped out of the cousin's hole along with a stream of pink tinged cum. The hole slowly started to close and I moved in, pulling back my foreskin and covering the head with the cum that was around the cousin's hole and on his shaved balls. With a quick plunge, I was mostly inside with my first push and only a little protest from the cousin. Collegeboy and the plug had stretched him out enough that my only impediment to being balls deep was a tight inner ring. I knew from past experience that I could get in all the way with a little effort and today was no different. Collegeboy took no time to get his cock into dragonboy. His shaft was a couple inches shorter than mine but almost as thick and judging by the moans from dragonboy, he knew how to use it. It was an interesting contrast between dragonboy and his cousin. Dragonboy encouraged a top to use him and even slipped into power bottom mode if the top wasn't vigorous enough. His cousin knew he was there for the top's pleasure and while he might show signs of discomfort or having gone past his personal limits he never pulled away. Collegeboy drilled fast and then slow while keeping an eye on me to make sure that I was in control of both fucks. I have done several scenes like this other tops and this was one of the more enjoyable ones. With other tops it seemed that everyone wanted to be the alpha and in control, but collegeboy seemed to be happy with his beta role. We fucked our respective bottoms, mixing up each other's seed inside and forcing some out as we fucked. I started getting rougher with the cousin after I made it past his inner ring. He was mumbling something that I couldn't decipher, but occasionally I could make out "FUCK!" when I pounded especially hard. My cock started to swell again and my balls tightened up signaling my impending orgasm. I looked over and nodded at collegeboy and we both started to pound harder. It took a couple strokes and we were in unison fucking the bottoms. With the bed squeaking, I grabbed on to the cousin's shoulders and planted my cock in all the way and the the cum fly. He let out a loud moan and I could feel his hole spasm around my cock, sucking even more cum out of my balls as he shot hands-free over the bed. Collegeboy growled as he shot his load too. I don't know if dragonboy shot his load then or if it was before, but there was a large pool of cum on the bed when he stood up later. With my balls now empty and collegeboy's drained we both gave a few last strokes of our cocks and then pulled out. The cousin collapsed on his stomach on the bed and dragon boy slowly crawled off and stood next to collegeboy. "Damn, that was hot. I wasn't sure how it was going to turn out, but this was fuckin' amazing" dragonboy said with a big grin on his still uncovered face. I had to chuckle since the rest of us were masked up and mine was soaked through from sweat and my moist breath and the guy that insisted on masks had skipped wearing one. A mask wouldn't protect him from the virus that was now swimming in his ass, anyway. I grabbed the puppy tail plug and pushed it into the cousin's ass, startling him quite a bit. "You should have one too" I said to dragonboy with a wink. I picked up a towel and wiped my cock off before tossing it to collegeboy. The two of us dressed quickly and were walking out the door a minute later. Collegeboy took the elevator up to his place and I took the stairs up to mine.

Part 1 - The Meal Ticket Walking along the road in Knightsbridge it was already late in the evening and Conrad was a little lost trying to find the way back to his aunt's house. He often stayed up here during the summer holidays and visited with his cousin every evening who lived a thirty minute walk away to play on his xbox. Conrad was in London for two weeks and was taking the time to figure out how he would pay next terms fees and crucially the exams. Struggling to make ends meet he liked to be independent unlike his twin brother Charlie who was happy to visit the bank of mum and dad frequently, doing that have to be his last resort and would insist on paying them back not matter how long it took. Putting himself through college studying horticulture he never imagined the series of events that would unfold from this time of need. Somethings never crossed his mind like taking drugs or having sex with another man, Conrad was as straight as they come. At 20 years old he was average at best coming in at five foot nine inches tall, a swimmers build that lacked any sign of chest hair, just like his twin. The resemblance didn't stop there they both looked the same and that is to say ordinary, not head turners by any means and during school they constantly had a stream of girlfriends. Both of them had a weird strawberry blond colour hair and Conrad had brown eyes whereas Charlie had blue eyes that sparkled. To know them you knew that was the only subtle difference. Conrad began to recognise the shops and rowdy bars knowing he was only 10 minutes from the house. There were numerous young guys of all sorts standing outside one of the bars, some with shirts on others didn't and were showing off their muscular bodies like peacocks strutting around trying to find a mate. Conrad knew this was one of the gay bars and closing time was approaching and it amused him how some of the patrons now desperately searched for a fuck. It was one of several gay bars along this stretch of road and frankly it had never bothered him in the past, what did though was the limousine that drove slowly along behind him making him feel on edge. He could only assume it was slowing to deposit the passenger at the gay bar. Conrad could smell the cologne mixed with sweat the closer he got to the bar. Humid air still lingered after what had been a scorching day, they even had to stop play at Wimbledon for a few hours. Wearing only shorts and trainers Conrad had taken this t-shirt off for the walk back realising he looked just like one of the gays standing outside the bar that were leaning up against the wall. Some of the guys were chatting, others smoking but all watching diligently at any car that slowed down. The limousine had now slowed down and crawling along allowing Conrad to get further ahead of it. He thought the behaviour of the guys was strange at first then chuckled to himself wondering if they were escorts trying to pick up business.et further away from it, figuring that the guys leaning against the wall outside the bar were touting for business. Sure enough a car pulled in front of the limousine and one guy walked over to the car, after a few seconds of discussion he got in and the car pulled away. He just couldn't believe it was going on right in front of his eyes the noticed that several of the guys spotted the limousine and began moving edging closer to the curb of the pavement, in doing so they effectively blocked Conrad from passing easily. Dodging around the back of them and nearly crashing in to one that was moving forward. "Out of my way" he abruptly said to Conrad then looking at him up and down. Conrad looked shocked "I am just trying to get past" he replied annoyingly skirting around the back of him. Another guy spoke to the one he had the interaction with "Fucking straights always in the way". The guy laughed "Cute though" he replied. "Your just a slut like me Harry" the other guy replied moving right on the curb side. Stupidly Conrad looked over his shoulder whilst walking and saw the limousine slowly moving past the guys then it sped up a little and moved ahead of him stopping about 30 meters in front. You could hear the disgruntled moans from the guys who all moved back to the wall still looking at the limousine. Conrad heard the guys name Harry being called and he looking at Conrad and briefly made eye contact. When Conrad turned to carrying on walking a tall Arabic gentleman exited the limousine, jet black hair with greying sides and a black beard, he was solidly built and around late 40's possibly in his 50's and walking towards Conrad and spoke to him. "Do you have the time?" he asked in his heavy Arabic accent. Conrad looked at the man's wrist and gold rolex "You have a watch" he replied looking confused. He looked impatiently at Conrad "Do you have the time?" he asked again. Conrad realised what he was asking "Oh god no, I am not one of those" he replied nodding over his shoulder. "So you gay for pay?" he now asked "30 minutes for me to fuck you". "Are you serious?" Conrad replied shocked at how he continued to proposition him "I am not gay". He smirked "Even better" he said hinting to follow "£500 to fuck you". Conrad stood there rooted to the spot, had he really just been offered that much money to get fucked even though he had told the guy he was straight. Some bizarre decision had happened in his head from the lure of money that made his feet move following him. Was he really going to get in to the guys vehicle with no real idea of why? Conrad couldn't understand why his feet kept moving, the desperation for money was the contributing factor. Conrad felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up figuratively speaking and he glanced behind noticing several stares he was getting from the guys watching him, there was no mistake the looks were not happy ones. He held the door open and Conrad looked at it for a moment then at the man, he showed no friendly expression on his face and was more a business deal look nothing more. His body trembling a little at this bad idea but he still stepped inside sliding over the spacious seating, the leather smell instantly assaulting his senses along with cigar smoke. The strangeness in the way you could not see the driver through the blacked out partition window that was raised cutting them off from them. How bad can it be Conrad thought to himself watching the Arabic man climb in and the door closing like magic behind him. The limousine pulled away and he looked at Conrad for a moment. "Take your shorts down and lean over the back of the seat" he said in a just do it kind of way. Conrad embarrassingly pulled his shorts and underwear down and nervously leaned over the back of the seat "Like this?" he was asking to make sure. He said nothing taking his shirt off revealing a dark hairy chest and a very solid build, hanging the shirt up neatly on the coat hanger with his tie, he now undid his trousers revealing a bulge that looked enormous. Oh shit Conrad said out loud now concerned about what he had let himself in for knowing this was going to hurt. Conrad didn't even have time to think or back out feeling the body weight of the man leaning heavily down on his back the coarse hair on his chest making his back itch. He felt one arm laying over his neck holding him down in place, his other hand positioning his cock. Conrad let out a gurgling scream feeling his ass being pushed open abruptly taking the head of his cock inside he was almost sure he heard his ass tearing open, it burned like hell and the pain was excruciating. Conrad was gasping for breath his entire body engulfed by a pain that intensified the deeper he pushed his cock in, the thick shaft expanding his ass open wider. The agony and pain he felt left him unable to breath properly and he blacked out momentarily his eyes watering. Conrad snorted and snapped his eyes open crying out again in agony feeling his body and soul being crushed and destroyed by this man's cock. Wishing it would end so he could get his money and run, he suddenly felt a the sensation of he mans thick bush of pubes burying up against his hole. Getting a momentary relief from the pain only to become aware of the free arm circling around his waist ignoring his own cock it continued moved around like a snake until it held Conrad securely. Conrad felt completely immobilised and at the mercy of this man, the pain still burned deep in his body and gradually he felt like his ass was being pulled inside out. Each deep penetrating thrust made him cry out, unable to move his head he stared blankly out of the darkened back window in to the street lamp lit roads as they drove around west London. He was being fucked hard and steady, each thrust agonising with his calls to stop falling on deaf ears he could feel the warm breath from his benefactor who was now grunting and panting hard. Conrad let out one final loud agonising scream with the man pushing up hard, his cock sinking deeper than ever and simultaneously firing his seed in large thick gloopy streams deep in to Conrad's young body, electrifying jolts followed where each one seemed to penetrate him deeper. Conrad partly grunted and cried at the jolts from the man's orgasm and feeling relieved knowing this was over, even his eyes felt sore and his throat burned from the crying and screaming. Another painful long moan followed with the cock leaving his ass. He was still a little stunned at what he had done, confused, disgusted with himself and slightly dazed he heard a voice telling him to get dressed. Conrad pulled his underwear and shorts up seeing the lights from the bar appearing and the limo stopped exactly where it picked him up from. A wad of £50 notes was put in his hand and told to get out. The Arabic man grinned and lit up a cuban cigar waving Conrad away from the limousine he watched the door close and turned away in shame. He put the money in his pocket and stood looking at the brick wall in front of him. He felt dirty and degraded by his own actions stumbling towards the wall he leaned against it trying to gather his thoughts and compose himself. His ass felt like the pits of hell burning in so much pain he wanted to cry out in anger. "As gay as they come" Harry said walking up to Conrad "are you okay?" he asked. Conrad registered who it was "I'm fine" he replied standing up. Harry put his hand on Conrad's shoulder "Sure you don't need help?" he asked looking concerned. Conrad turned looking angry "Fuck off you queer" he responded shrugging Harry's hand off him. "Well fuck you" Harry replied punching Conrad in the face and walking off leaving him there. Rubbing his cheek and chin Conrad looked at Harry walking off re-joining his friends who all looked at him. It did nothing to help his self-confidence being looked down on by a bunch of gay guys in that way. Turning in the opposite direction he basically picked up where he stopped before getting in the limousine and painfully walked back to his aunt's house. He slept badly unable to get comfortable, every time he turned on to his left side he saw the pile of £50 notes on the bedside table. Unsure if the degradation and pain was worth it and to top it all he also now had to contend with a lightly bruised jaw from being punched. He couldn't ever remember calling someone queer like that since he had a school friend who turned out gay, then there was the man called Simon owner and occupier of Hibiscus Manor and Jack the gardener. Conrad was probably the only person in Hibiscus Drive who knew Jack was gay. By morning he woke managing to get a few hours sleep, his aunt went off to work and Conrad went to the bathroom. Sitting down he winced at the pain still around the entrance of his ass, he lost track of time sitting there his eyes watering every time the muscles in his ass pushed. Grabbing some toilet tissue he braced himself knowing this was going to hurt and he wasn't wrong, wiping gently he then stood up and saw rusty discoloured blobs floating in the toilet water. Not one or two but multiple ribbons of it. He felt sick again thinking about last night having never discussed using condoms, he had let a complete stranger fuck him and cum in his ass. Wallowing in self pity all day he sat out in the garden watching the planes in the distance heading to Heathrow and catching some of the late afternoon tennis matches on TV being played at Wimbledon. The pain in his ass had eased off although it was still agonising trying to poo he found out that evening. At least there was no more of the horrible stuff coming out of him, it was nagging at him wondering if the guy had hiv, but he did look respectable and bore a wedding ring. The following afternoon Conrad went to his cousins walking on the opposite side of the road away from the bar in case that Harry bloke was there again and didn't want to get in to any altercation with him. Stopping by the bank he deposited the money in to his account at the same time thinking about his ass and that the pain had all but gone. He spent the rest of the time with his cousin until 10pm. Heading back he walked on the same side of the road and sure enough he saw Harry standing there chatting with a guy. Harry noticed him and grinned giving him the finger. Conrad was so distracted by Harry that he didn't see the black limousine pass then do a U-turn in the road stopping a few meters in front of him. He wasn't sure at first if it was the same one until he started walking past it and the window opened and finger beckoned him over, there sat the Arabic man. He looked at Conrad and nodded "Same deal as the other night" he said smoking his cigar. Conrad saw the same guys looking at him from across the road "I'm not gay it was a mistake" he said. He laughed "You took it well and I need to fuck, get in" he said "£1k if you take like the other night". Conrad stepped back as the door magically opened "30 minutes" he said inching closer tempted by the money. "No" he replied "for as long as it takes me to be satisfied and empty my balls up your ass". Weirdly Conrad just saw the money side of it and slipped in to the seat next to him. It was gone midnight when he finally stepped out of the limousine after the Arabic man asked where he wanted dropping off. That was the extent of their conversation and his pocket was bulging with £50 notes again along with his sore ass that was even worse than the first time. True to his word it was only after the fourth time did he feel satisfied, Conrad just endured two hours of getting fucked stuck in the same position continuously, the Arab only took his cock out once he was done. And so it continued every other night he would get paid to be fucked by the same man in to the second week of his stay. Conrad was due to go home to Hampshire at the weekend and that Thursday afternoon he wandered around Knightsbridge bumping in to Harry who was dressed in public school boy uniform having finished classes for the day. Harry purposefully walked on a collision path with Conrad and every time Conrad stepped across so did Harry. The closer they got Conrad just gave up trying to avoid him. "How much have you made from Moham?" Harry asked stopping Conrad. "What?" Conrad asked looking at him "Man you still in school and whoring around?". "Shut the fuck up or I will punch you again" Harry replied smirking at Conrad. Conrad tried to pass by but Harry stopped him again "What happened to you being straight then?" Harry asked. "I am" Conrad replied looking at him unsure why he was still standing there hearing Harry laughing. "Was the money Moham offered too good to turn down?" Harry asked. Conrad blushed bright red not sure what to say "I am not gay" he said again. Harry just laughed in his face "You must be a fucking good bottom to take it from him so many times". "I am not gay" Conrad repeated to Harry "just get out of my face" he finally said having had enough. Harry cocked his head to one side "Your very sexy" he said. "I err" Conrad blushed again having never been told that by anyone "Sorry, what I said the other night". "That's okay, say it again and I will punch you harder next time" Harry replied making light of it. Conrad smiled and Harry shook his head "I have to go and do my homework, final exams coming up" he said. "Sure" Conrad replied awkwardly finding it amusing seeing an escort in school clothes. Harry walked off then turned "Meet me for a drink tomorrow evening, you know where" he said. He had to admit that Harry was one of a kind and in a way was a very attractive young and without a doubt he was flirting with him. Like himself he had copious amounts of blondish hair that made him look like a beach bum, those amazing blue eyes dazzled and he stood the same height as himself. Without knowing he was only 19 years old Harry had a pretty perfect body, not ripped but he was built for such a young person. Shaking his head Conrad was confused about meeting him and decided to sleep on it. He kept a low profile until Saturday afternoon, electing to stay in with his aunt that evening. Harry hung around the bar all of Friday evening chatting with his friends and keeping one eye on the direction he thought the guy would be walking from. By closing time Harry left the bar and walked home, it was no surprise the guy didn't turn up after all their meeting was not ideal. As difficult as it was he pinned to much on this so called straight guy but he couldn't help his feelings towards him, in truth Harry just couldn't stop thinking about him. Being an escort and finding a boyfriend was hard as most guys he met couldn't handle that part of him, even when he tried to explain that he did it for sex being a randy and very horny teenager. He was sad inside and tried to play his emotions down until he spotted the limousine and went running towards and tapped on the window. Moham lowered the window a little "What?" he asked taking a puff on his cigar. "The blond guy you had who is he?" Harry asked urgently "do you know where he lives?". Moham looked at him smiling "What's the information worth?" he asked putting the cigar back in his mouth. It was the last thing Harry wanted right now getting fucked by Moham "I just need to know where he lives". "It will cost you" Moham replied pressing a button and Harry stood back letting the door open. He sat next to Moham who looked at him and nodded down indicating for him to remove his jeans and underwear. Harry undid the zipper and the limousine pulled away. Moham put the cigar down and leaned over the back of Harry, his hand pulling his cock out that was already hard and he pushed it straight in to Harry's ass. He very rarely got to fuck Harry and liked that he was a little fighter when roughly taken, Moham loved the feel of Harry's body struggling. Harry didn't scream like the other guy he just wriggled and tired to reduce the impact by pushing his ass back. Moham had his arm secured around Harry's waist and with a steady brutal force he fucked him over and over until he shot his third load. Moahm spent fifteen minutes grinding his cock making sure Harry was properly bred before slowly he released him and sat back down doing his trousers up. The limousine stopped at the top of a road that Harry knew. "This is where I dropped him off" Moham said nodding down the road. Harry looked "So you don't know where he lives?" he now asked a little anger in his voice. The limo door opened "Down there" Moham replied lighting up his cigar "he screams when I fuck him". Harry slipped out of the limousine and the door closed immediately then drove off, he felt a pain of jealously at Moham's last remark or was it anger more importantly Moham had played him for a free fuck. He should have known since the man never spoke to guys he picked up, they just had to lean over and take it then get paid. Deciding this was a no hoper he turned to walk home even more upset than he was earlier. Saturday afternoon and Conrad headed back home for the Hampshire countryside, he had no regrets standing Harry up and didn't want the confrontation with him sensing they were complete opposites. His tuition fees well and truly covered by the £9k he made, the extra was pain money for enduring the nights he spent being driven around London taking a hammering from the Arab man. Sitting on the train out of Waterloo station he realised the thought of sex with the Arab had made him hard. Can't be he thought to himself, why would that turn me on? It was the start of his own confused emotions and state of mind questioning his own sexuality on the long journey until he reached home and the serenity of Hibiscus Drive. Sometimes your mind can hide things from you that only appear when you least expect them to. For Conrad he had subconsciously been fighting this battle for years and never even knew it.

as he pulled into the driveway jake saw his boyfriends truck, and his heart crashed through his chest. until now everything was manageable, something he could explain and something that could be forgiven and absolved. but the past few days had been such a massive change. "im poz now, Lucas would leave me in a heartbeat if he found out.." minutes ticked by as Jake formulated his ruminations into explanations and slowly exited the vehicle toward the apartment. How do you even begin to describe Seth? he was...almost unholy. Seth lived to fuck. he had honed his body into a virulent poz beast, something no reasonable gay man could ever deny. everything from his plump lips to his thick as and silky smooth hole begged innocent men to cum to their hearts content. Seth was a friend so long as he could manage to make you give up the cum in your balls. There wasnt a minute Jake could even recall that the devious bottom wasnt leaking. his thick cunt lips always seemed to glisten with a load. Seth converted boys based on the time of day. he didnt care about consent. Lucas jumped ravenously into Jakes arms. "We need to fuck" he commanded. "this weeks been miserable and ive missed that great big tool." lucas gripped Jakes eager cock. He had spent the entire weekend blasting poz loads, and now Lucas wanted it too. slowly moving to the bedroom the two boys shed their clothes until Lucas made it to the bed. turning around to face Jake, he slid his boxers off and crawled onto the mattress, presenting his tight latin hole. Jakes general response was to slide on a condom and work it up the hungry bottoms cunt, but something was different. Jake eased his hands around the tight ass and knelt down, tonguing the pretty brown hole. Jake had become far more intimate with a boys pussy in the last few days, and contented himself slurping and chewing the little pucker between his lips. he remembered spraying load after load into seth, how good the boys thick ass felt on his cock as it drained his seed. And mikeys puffy cunt was simply heavenly to cum into, watching his shaft pulse and the boys hole flex against his pumping prick. Jake had to have it again. he needed to feel the hole. "put it in me jake" Lucas commanded. It was a moment of truth. Jake reached into the bowl of condoms on the nightstand as his cock bobbed in front of the boys shimmering hole. As he stared at the condom he paused. it would be so easy. Lucas was his usual self, face down in the pillow and ready to receive. all jake had to do was just not put it on. jake bit the wrapper between his teeth and ripped the packaging open, staring down at the inviting cunt below him. As best he tried, all he could remember was Seths warm soft hole. holes were a hot wet treat for him now, and a condom seemed almost comical as he thumbed the boys moist hole. Seth had trained him to always cum inside, and Jake now found the idea undeniable. Jake pumped a blob of lube into his hand and began moistening his bare cock. "are you ready? Lucas prodded, eager to get the boys covered cock into his hole. "yeah" jake panted hungrily as he gently set the condom behind him. "im all ready baby" Jake rested his cockhead on the boys smooth latin hole. "take me inside" he commanded. Obediently the boy flexed his hips and began driving obliviously against the bare cock, taking jakes head inside. "oh god jake it feels so good" lucas groaned, mindlessly inviting the boys thick shaft into his hole. "yeah" jake panted as he watched his boyfriend gobble his newly cristened poz tool. "keep going baby, all the way in. I want you to cum on my prick" he hissed. Lucas was only too eager to oblige as he pounded his cunt on the boys tool. Jake watched himself piston in and out of the tight hot boy, blissfully unaware of the poz precum oozing into his body. Jake reached down to stroke the boys prick as it flopped against his stomach in rhythm to the deep thrusts from his hips. Just a little more and Jake would unload inside the boy. "Jake youre gonna make me cum!" Lucas pleaded as the boy continued to slam his bare cock into the dripping hole. "thats the way baby cum on the nice big dick" in a flash, Lucas reached back to feel the boys full balls and the secret was revealed. Jake felt better than ever because he was barebacking him. "Jake jesus christ no! nnnnghhh put a condom on!!" Lucas squirmed about on the bed as Jake held his hips in one hand, and the boys drooling cock in the other. "baby were so close, dont fight." Jake pounded his thick fuckmeat harder into the moaning boy, diminishing his resolve as the big dick tantalized and pleasured the boy. "jaaaake please. Stop. we need a condom." Lucas moaned, "no baby we need to cum, just relax and cum with me youll see. Ill make it feel so good baby i promise" Jake stroked lucas faster as he felt his balls tighten. "Jake please, im gonna cum!" Lucas groaned as the first jet oozed from the boys throbbing cockhead. "ah yeah thats right baby milk the big cock with your hole" Jake pushed into the boy once more as his balls pumped his sticky poz seed into the pulsing little hole. The boys laid together panting, lucas still full of Jakes leaking cock. Suddenly Lucas rolled over. "i cant believe you did that" he spat, storming out of the room as jake smiled happily, watching a few slick lines of his cum oozing down the boys leg as he left. Seth was right, Jake craved nothing more than a raw pussy now.

I was just putting Jake's phone down when another message came in. "Full blown guy here. Need to dump my load." There were some pics of a wasted guy with a few tats, he looked to be in his 50s. His cock was a good size and nicely proportioned. I messaged back: "pretty wasted here but ur welcome to use my hole. will leave door on latch. Address is...." I rolled Jake over onto his front and awaited the arrival of the new guy, which took less than ten minutes. I was in Jake's kitchen when he came in and I heard him head straight for the bedroom. I heard some noises...a belt been loosened..some spit being hawked...a few small grunts and then a nice steady slapping sound - the guy's balls on Jake's own nutsack. I opened and closed the front door to make as if I was another new arrival and then went into the room to observe the fun. New guy turned his head at my arrival but didn't miss a stroke. he was taking long, easy plunges in and out, squelching in and out of what was left of the kid's chute. "You know this kid?" he asked. I nodded. "he neg?" "he was" I responded. "he's had a poz load or two in him though" "I'm full blown" he said (I know, i thought) "but he asked for it, must really want the bug" "I reckon" I responded. The guy now had his fingers alongside his cock, sliding two or three in on each in-stroke and Jake's hole was not even coming close to closing up as he pulled out, there was no strength left in it. The new guy spent a little time with just his hand but in no time at all, his whole slender hand was inside Jake. I heard the kid gasp from his half comatose state as his pussy accepted the forearm of this beautiful man. "Fuck, it's nice in here" he stated as he went deeper and explored Jakey, wanking himself in his other hand. Pretty soon though, his cock head was back at Jake's entrance, sliding inside along with his hand. From there, the wanking continued, only this time inside Jake. "feels so good. warm, lubed, my fingers scratching at his guts, getting him ready.This is the killer seed kid...this is gonna knock you up. my thick veiny cock is gonna fire off my beautiful babies straight into your prepped body. You are going to absorb me, incubate me and in return my DNA is gonna destroy yours...2 His words were getting incoherent now and I knew the moment was close. I stood close behind him and watched him slam his hips forward, deep, hold there and then I saw his cock muscle squeeze and pulse. On this thin guy it was so easy to see the pulses under his skin, between his balls and arse, as he pumped himself endlessly into Jake....

At our seminary, we have to go out into the community and help people, but all don't go into the poor neighborhoods, but the well off one's as the neighborhoods I will be going to at the orders of DR. Jeff are dangerous. There I will meet Big Bill, and when I do meet him, I know why. Bill is over 6ft8 300 lbs of mean mussel, and when I enter the room, he has three of his friends. Bill explains that he has plenty of products, but none of his boys can go into the upscale neighborhoods and sell as being Black. They get caught by the police fast. With me being part of the seminary dress in the school uniform of the black pants black tie with a white shirt and short hair, we will never get bothered. He shows me the stuff he has of GHB, Tins in all different strengths, Molly, and E. He tells me there is a big market and if I bring back a boy to be there, fuck meat they will give me supplies. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR CLOTHES FAGGOT as they pick me up like rage doll and shove their dicks first in my mouth as someone is giving me a bump in my hole that is WOW. They spend fucking the shit out of me as my appreciation of a BBC grew exponentially as they took turns fucking my brain out and the taste of their sweat dripping on me as my hole loaded with their cum and my mouth filled with their piss. I left there with some supplies and was sore walking back to the dorms. My roommate Peter is asking me questions about what happen and is hinting he would like to do it again as he says he never felt so alive. I let Dr. Jeff how Peter feels, and he says he has not converted yet, so bring him around tonight as he is having a party. I have to make some deliveries for Big Bill, so I go to the addresses Big Bill gave me. The first one is in the industrial section, and the door just has a number on and nothing else. I rang the buzzer and met with this large man in leather the place is dark except to the two men under the lights as he tells me to be silent as they are filming. One is in leather with his fist in the other man's ass, telling him to take it deeper. The one who let me in takes the package see the look of excitement and says Boy one day that will be you in the sling getting fisted NOW GET ON YOUR KNEES and take care of business. I suck his dick as his hands go behind my head, and he starts to skull fuck me and cums down my throat, then give me a card then says you ever want to come to one of the parties I will be his guest. The rest of the deliveries are just for people's homes or apartments. The last one as it's out of town with the house set back from the road with a gate on it. I hit the buzzer tell who I am; I get to the front, and the most beautiful boy greats me and tells me to come. This place is so big like a castle as we walk to the back I see the pool. There are men & boy's naked fucking and sucking, he asks me if I want to join in, but with my dick so hard straining against the chastity cage I cant as I leave he says come back any time as we would love to have you here to party with us anytime. The ride home was torture after seeing what they were doing and wish I could be unlocked. As I'm driving back, I see someone crash their motorcycle; I stop to see if they need help. He says his name is Peter and his bike is wrecked. I ask if he needs medical he said yes, but he does not have any health insurance, I tell him that I have a friend that could help him. I call Dr. Jeff after sending a picture of Peter, and Dr. Jeff says, send him over ASAP. Peter is happy as he is sore, little does know how sore he will be after Dr. Jeff gets finished with him.

"oh god jake that fucking hole" seth groaned. No matter seths original intention, he just couldnt resist an opportunity to plant a few more squirts of toxic cream into jakes guts. "I know he has such a hot little pussy doesnt he!?" mikey blurted thoughtlessly. "Mikey! ugh goddamnit" seth grunted as he pushed into the boys firm ass and shot his load. "hes not here to fucking bottom you greedy bitch" the boy hissed as he drew his prick out of jakes leaking hole with a slurp, slapping his ass. "hes here to stick that big filthy poz cock in pretty straight boys and fill them full of poison cum, not take toxic loads from your monster cock." "what??!" clint jumped to life and scrambled into the plush couch as mikey gripped the boys hips to control him. "oh come on clint we're all just one big happy family here." clints frightened eyes looked up at Jake, gently sawing in and out of the semiconscious boy beneath him. Jake stared back, a tinge of regret on his face as he whispered a single word. "sorry." Seth began rubbing clints shoulders as the boy resigned himself to his fate. "Jake got his nice gift from me. He used to be such a good boy, he would never ever play without a condom. But I changed all that. I made him crave the warm sweet velvety grip of a raw boypussy clint. I made him shoot over and over again until he quit thinking about anything but the hole." seth smiled. "now be a good boy and let the big cock cum inside." Clint moaned and sobbed as Mikeys balls softly slapped against his butt, his own body a silent and willing partner in his conversion as his hole happily suckled the throbbing meat. "sshh, youre doing great clint, mikeys almost there-" "Jake!" clint blurted between thrusts. "if i have to do this i want jake to do it. please. just let jake do it." clint pleaded with mikey as he slowed his thrusts. "goddamnit fine, Jake get over here, youve clearly fucked this boy stupid." Jake rose to his feet and traded places as mikey slammed deep and hard into Chris. "he has a boyfriend you know clint." Mikey grabbed Chris by the throat and began slam fucking the boys hole as he plowed the cummy pussy. Seth wiped the tears from clints face. "dont be a grump mikey." seth scolded. "just take your time clint. I know this is new, and sometimes new things can be a little scary, but I know youre going to love this. Jakes going to make you special." clint gave a half smile and sat up. "let me clean it first, please?" Jake nodded to the boy as he began licking away at his hard tool. "ok buddy, i think we're all set" jake said as he gently pushed the boy back onto the couch. Jake pumped a glob of lube onto the head of his cock, and carefully spread it between clints pink hole as he nudged the boys soft cunt. "im scared jake." clints voice was shakey as he stared into mikeys eyes. "its okay baby im right here." Jake pushed forward into the boy "feel me inside?" Clint nodded eagerly as they began gently fucking. Seth stood confused, fondling his swollen balls as he watched the beguiling scene unfold. Why the fuck did clint care? eight hours ago he was still just some nice guy mikey brought home from work to watch the game or some equally boldfaced lie, and now he not only obediently held his legs up for a poz cock but had a preference? Mikey hadnt dated in years, why would he? a cock is a cock. nothing more, nothing less. glancing over at mikey he watched the ravenous boy slap Chris across the face. "take my toxic fucking seed you faggot" he growled, buried to the hilt in the poor boys wrecked cunt. "now that is a fuck." seth thought. Something he just understood. but whatever Jake was doing? it was...almost exotic to him. "you can fuck me harder jake" clint offered tentatively. "there ya go buddy, nice and deep. feels good?" "clint groaned and nodded. "feels amazing." he sighed. Jake reached down to stroke the teens leaking tool. "no wait stop! youre gonna make m-me-" clint gasped as his nuts delivered jet after warm jet of juice across his chest. "its okay clint, dont fight, just cum on my cock. Im almost there" clints spasming hole was almost too much as Jake methodically continued stroking into the boys sensitive cunt. "Its time baby, are you ready?" clint reached down, spreading his ass for Jakes powerful cock. "cum in me. make me....make me poz." he pleaded with teary eyes. "sshhh" Jake soothed. he leaned down, face to face with clint as he pushed deep into his guts, spraying the boys insides over and over again with thick poz seed. "thats it clint youre doing great, take the load...take the load" Jake pulled his dripping spent cock from the boys ass as it began to leak. "oh no!" clints hands rushed down to cover his puffy ring. He couldnt just let jakes seed leak out of him, not after this. What if this was the last time? would Jake ever breed him again? Clint clutched the priceless seed as it dribbled out of him. "hey there dont worry about it" jake chuckled, "I make more you know..." clint laughed as Jake kissed the boy softly. "will you fuck me more?" clint asked bashfully. "of course clint. dont you worry about the conversion, Ill keep fucking you full of cum until youre nice and poz." Seth watched curiously. This was almost..dare he say it, romantic? no. This wasnt romance, it couldnt be. How could this kid go from straight laced and boring to some kind of...fawning Jake lover? It was all too weird. "what the fuck is love anyway." he scoffed to himself. "hey seth" mikey roused the perplexed boy from his train of thought. "get his arms and help me put him in the bathtub" mikey lifted Chris into his arms, his cock still seated deeply in the boy. "why" seth asked flatly. "because I just filled him full of piss and im not in the mood to rent a carpet cleaner." "HAH!" seth snorted. now that was more like it. As they gently laid Chris into the tub, Seth let out a sigh of contentment as his stream of hot piss spashed onto Chris, soaking his hair and chest. "such a thirsty boy" he whispered.

On contact, a loud moan escaped his chest. I knew I must be doing something right, so then I did even more. My thick tongue speared through the ring of his ass like a cock trying to fuck a virgin hole. I began tonguing him out for all I was worth… on a popper high, and on a mission. I love eating ass and find it still the best way to truly prep a hole for invasion, and he tasted great. So, I kept blowing spit into his hungry hole to get it wet as it continued to just keep opening up further and further for me. The moans of approval kept increasing in volume as I worked that hole. At one point he had his hand on the back of my head trying to push my face in even further as he ground his ass back against my tongue. Fifteen minutes passed when I knew I had my tongue in his ass as far as I could physically get it. The time was now right. I reached up and handed him the poppers and told him to take some good huffs of them. I quickly rose up behind him while he was huffing away, spit on my cock, and lined it up to his previously unavailable hole. Just as he was screwing the poppers cap back on, I pushed forward. The fifteen minutes of making mad love to his juicy boyhole had paid off, as my raw cockhead breached his ring and begin to slide on into his hole. Remembering past history, I took no chances. I plowed forward as fast and as steady as I possibly could, while pushing his ass along with the rest of his body tight up against the bookstore wall. This way he was pinned between me, and it, and had nowhere he could pull of it to. There was in his body what felt like a moment’s hesitation, but then I felt again that slackness of submission… that feeling when a boy just gives in and takes what he knows is coming. And as soon as I felt that I seized my opportunity and pushed all the rest of the way home. It may have taken awhile, but damn, did his kunt finally feel good. It fit my cock like a glove. And when I finally bottomed out in his hole, I gave an extra shove just for good measure so that he knew I was hilted fully in place. My sword was in his scabbard. The sound of the last wind getting knocked out of his lungs was my signal to let loose. I told him to take some more poppers and then to give the bottle to me. I took some heavy hits too, and while we were both feeling that popper rush, I laid into his ass and gave him the fucking that I had always wanted to give him. I pistoned in and out of his ass like a porn star. And he had one of those self-lubricating holes. The harder I fucked him, the wetter it got, which I love. To say that I brutalized that hole was an understatement. I plowed him to within an inch of his life, all the while pulling his head back by his thick hair and kissing him. I even bit his neck while I fucked him and gave him a hicky at a place that would be very obvious afterwards. And he just submissively left me do it like the obedient little bottom that I had already known that he was. Our coupling probably went on for a good twenty minutes. By this time, everyone in the place knew exactly what we were doing. I didn’t really care how loud I was getting. I WANTED everyone standing out side those booths to know EXACTLY what was going on inside… partly so they would wish it was them in there with me, but mostly because when we were done, I wanted them to know that that bottom bitch had been fucked royally. That was his cost for never having given me what he knew I so badly wanted. As I started to feel the cumload building up in my overstuffed nuts, he still had not shown the slightest glimmer of recognition as to who this was that was plowing his ass. So I decided to put my end-game strategy in play. I started asking him if he liked how my cock felt in his hole. And when he didn’t answer fast enough, or appropriately, I’d slap his milky white ass till I got the correct response, provided loudly enough. Everyone outside could hear what he was saying. In the pale light of that video booth the bright red handprints on his ass almost glowed and I got off on how it looked. Eventually he began to respond correctly, and loudly. So I asked him if he liked my fat cock. I asked him if it felt good plowing in and outta his kunt. I asked him if he liked getting Daddy fucked in dirty bookstore booths. All of which he answered yes to. Finally, I asked him if he liked raw cock barebacking his hole. I had to smack his ass hard to get him to answer that question, but when he did, he grunted out a loud YES. And that sent me over the edge. I grabbed hold of his hips, and started my final pile drive into his slutty ass, while he grabbed his cock and started stroking it for all he was worth. He knew I was close and he wanted to cum with me. Just as I felt my balls about ready to jettison my pent up load up and out outta my cock and into his hungry hole, I grabbed him again by the hair and pulled his head back, and I leaned slightly forward to where he his ear was close to my mouth, and as I erupted like a volcano into his sucking, grasping hole, I whispered just loudly enough into his ear Take…My… Dirty… Load… Mel.

Oliver ran the bar of soap across his chest as the shower filled with warm steam. his heart sank thinking about the impending meeting with Doug, but he held his resolve. Doug had to know how to stop this. surely he could reason with him? Oliver planned his options carefully but just couldnt seem to think of the right words to say. Why was doug doing this? he hadnt done anything to upset the fatherly looking old man. "i dont..." oliver paused, fumbling for the words. "dont...cum in me?" oliver stammered in embarrassment. oliver sighed, running the soap across his ass and remembering Dougs words. "pussy" he grimaced. he stood there as the water cascaded over his thin frame. Doug picked the worst word for his body when he violated the boy. he said it over and over as Olivers body helplessly opened to invite dougs tool deeper. "girls have pussies" the boy grumbled, reaching down apprehensively to touch his soapy asshole he was shocked to see his dick begin to swell. "no" he gritted his teeth. he had to control this somehow. Oliver arrived at the office reception and nervously tapped his toe. the place seemed, emptier than usual. He scanned the room anxiously and tried to rehearse his demands. "Oliver?" Treys chipper voice rang out as the boy sheepishly rose to his feet and shuffled down the hallway. "room 11." the boy smiled. Oliver tentatively smiled back as he entered the dim room and sat awkwardly on the examination table. He waited for what seemed like hours as mere minutes ticked by. Finally the door swung open and Doug entered. "hey ollie! hows my favourite patient feeling today?" "a little better i guess" olivers heart sank, remembering the gift his body accepted just a few days ago. "oh dont be so glum there buddy. once you take your medicine im sure youll perk right back up' Doug turned to the boy, syringe in hand. "i...i dont want to do this" Oliver protested, as the strong older man wound the tubing tight around his arm. "nonsense ollie the medicine is good for you. it helps your special little gift." Doug gently squeezed olivers thin white arm, coaxing the teens vein. "i mean, i dont want to..." Oliver felt ashamed to even ask. What was he even asking for? its not like Doug didnt hear his protest. Doug carried on as if the boy hadnt spoken at all. "little stick" doug cooed, as he dipped the needle gently into the teens vein. "This medicine is a little stronger ollie so you might feel a bit different than last time." doug smiled at the despondent boy. "please no" he croaked, as Doug pushed the contents of the powerful cocktail into the young mans body and released his arm. "look at me ollie" dougs voice echoed in his head as the boy began to cough. "that a boy, see ollie? the nice medicine makes you feel good all over" Olivers heart pounded in his chest. "nnnnn" he groaned, trying to push a sentence of protest from his throat as Doug began unbuttoning the boys shirt. "my girl...." ollie groaned as doug unbuttoned the teens denim jeans. "lift up ollie" Obediently he picked himself up and Doug slid the rest of his clothes off. "she...." oliver stared down at his now rock hard cock, the soft blonde hairs at its base sparsely decorating the boys prick as a testament to his youth. "did you do have some fun last night ollie? you didnt sneak your little poz cock inside her did you?" doug teased as he began undressing. ollie shook his head. "its okay ollie I know. Once you teach a boy about that special little hole between his legs, its hard to even remember how to cum without it" Doug fetched a tube of lube from the countertop and squirted a glob onto the boys cockhead as it gently throbbed in time with his heartbeat. Oliver watched as Doug gently placed the boys hand on his cock. "nice big strokes now ollie" he instructed, as he hovered over the boy, phone in hand. Oliver began fisting his cock. the syrupy lube felt nice on his dick as he sighed contentedly, jerking his prick obediently. "youre doing great ollie. See, your body learns naturally once a mans cock is inside. At first it just feels...different" Doug smeared a glob of lube on his thick tool as ollie stared, mesmerized by the mans pendulous balls and swaying meat. "but eventually those big cocks in your pussy start to change things." doug pushed the boy back on his elbows and began massaging a dollop of cool sticky lube into the boys hairless pink cunt, working his fingers inside with ease. "see ollie? see how your little pink pussy just opened right up? your body wants a man inside you. its a natural part of how you cum now and pretty soon, you wont be able to cum without it." oliver groaned around the mans thick fingers as they danced in and out of him. "See Ollie can fight me. he can huff and puff and say no no no as much as he wants" Doug lined his leaking cock up with the boy and pressed gently, his hole opening around the glistening tool to accept the head. "but ollies body? well that will never say no. it opens up every time for my nice big cock" Doug stroked the boys cheek as he slid deeper inside. "look down ollie" The boy gazed at his slim hips, watching the doctor take him once again. Doug was right. Oliver could write an entire speech in the shower about how he just wanted to stop, but there was no way to keep doug out of his guts if his hole wouldnt cooperate. "just a little more, youre doing fine." Doug seated his cock into the boy fully as he groaned, a gentle gurgle emerging from his guts. "see ollie? thats your pussy talking, not you." doug began to gently fuck the teen on his rod, drawing his cock fully from the boy in a lewd slurp, before sliding it gently back inside. "Pretty soon thats all youre going to listen to, just what your body needs." doug smiled as the boys cock fired a quick shot of cum across his chest. "f-fuck" ollie stammered. "thats it, open up for the big pretty cock" doug whispered to the boy as he continued fucking just as if Oliver had never cum. "did you miss it ollie? this was what your body needed. what that nice little girlfriend of yours cant give you. Tell me where the nice big cock is ollie" doug watched the panting boy search his mind. Why did doug keep asking? of course he was inside him couldnt he hear it? dougs cock was loudly churning the boys hole. "in my pusssssy" he smiled, as doug held the camera to his face. "theres a good boy" doug cooed as Oliver relaxed his hips and leaned further back.

Just home from another trip around the neighborhood. He was outfront again, as I hoped he would be, smoking a cigar in just a leather vest and tight jeans leaning up against his truck. He saw me, grabbed his crotch and signaled me over. My cock started to tent in my shorts as he walked around me and patted my ass. Instead of heading upstairs into the house I followed him and the side of the house to his basement door. Opening the door, he led me by my cock inside and down another set of stairs. It was pretty dark but I was turned on and dripping. He then yanked my shorts down and bent me over a sawhorse. Using spit for lube he fucked me deep and hard till we were both very sweaty and then grunted real hard and shot deep in my ass. My eyes adjusted to the darkness finally and I looked around the room. There was a St Andrews cross, a fuck bench and a sling. As I licked his cock clean he told me next time to wear leather over...

Some years back I had met this cubby little auburn-haired stud. I guess it would help set the tone of this story if I mentioned that it was at a “safe-sex” party in the Philly suburbs where I met him. He walked in and my older BF and I immediately turned our heads in tandem as we drank him in. To us he was a total package, just exactly what we both liked most in a boy. At the time of this party he was about 32 years old. His name was Mel, or something similar. Cute, sexy, a little nerdy/techy; but no one would ever have assumed he was gay if they had encountered him on the street. He stood about five foot eight, had a little bit of meat on his frame that gave him that cub-like quality, and he had the most beautiful auburn, almost to the point of turning full-on ginger, hair, with a full beard and mustache. That was what really turned my crank the full way and pushed me completely around the bend. Little did we know that just as we were eyeing him up as our next prey, he was doing the same thing to us. Apparently, he wanted us as badly as we wanted him. It didn’t take long for him to get into the swing of the party and for us to finally all come together up in the third-floor orgy room. By this time, he was fully naked and his pale, smooth, skin almost illuminated the room, in that way that so many ginger’s exposed flesh does. The other thing that it served to do was to highlight his more ginger bush and his pale thick cock and heavy nuts that were nestled within it. We proceeded to become intimately familiar with him… or as “intimate” as one can really be at a safe-sex party. This party was always fun, but there were just enough nosy little bitches always in attendance and playing hall monitor that a guy trying to get away with anything more than safe sex was pretty soon ratted out to the host and reprimanded. So we fumbled around with him, traded blowjobs, attempted to fuck but he was a little nervous in this party situation and it didn’t really get too far, especially with condoms. We were having a good time, but in the end, I got a little bored and left him with my BF while I went off looking for a hotter situation in order to get my rocks off. Later, when my BF and I had both wrapped up the night, he told me that they had both happily gotten each other off in some dark corner of the house away from prying eyes. It turned out that the one thing we did both gather from our coupling was that the minute this cub was near cock, he turned into a total submissive little cock-hungry bottom slut that you practically had to pry off your dick in order to get him to stop. He had a one-track mind when it came to hard cock. And he also loved to have his creamy white ass eaten for ages. Once my bf and I knew that, it was game on and so before we left, we swapped digits with Mel and made plans to get together outside of the party. We met up a few times after the fact with him coming to visit us and spending the weekend... each time fucking his brains out for hours on end, and then waking up during the night and going for additional rounds, often while my bf slept, or vice versa, to the point of sheer exhaustion. And while his timidness-to-perform from the party had well evaporated behind closed doors, as a Poz top there was just one thing that I wanted from our coupling… and it was the one thing I could never quite make happen. Every time I would even get remotely close to getting it in him raw, he’d hop off, or shift his ass so that he’d pull away, much to my frustration. To me, while he was sexy as fuck, and was always hot to have a fat cock drill his ass all night long, the law of diminishing returns started to kick in. With each ass-pounding fuck session with this submissive little slut it just became less and less fulfilling for me, to the point that I.just.lost.interst. Needless to say, my boyfriend, who could be a total dick most of the time, wasn’t very happy. All he wanted to do was keep fucking this boy, but outside of those parties we only played as a pair (or so I thought then…). So I told him to go ahead and fuck him all he wanted at those monthly parties, but I wasn’t gonna give up any more of my weekends entertaining someone that couldn’t provide me with what I needed to be satisfied. Mel knew what I needed but he just wouldn’t, or just couldn’t, let it happen. Maybe I was the one being the dick, but I think most of you understand how I was feeling. I needed an ass that wanted ALL of me. And there is nothing worse than having a regular weekend guest that you just gotta perform for, whether you want to or not, without getting what you want out of the deal. Eventually, after a couple of months, it had run its course and it was done. And my BF remained annoyed with me because of it. Flash forward about 6 years. To be continued....

I should probably pause and just tell you a little bit about me. At the time of this story I was just shy of my 40th birthday, but already working that Daddy vibe that the boys love. 6 feet tall, and a solid, broad-shouldered, 230 lbs. Pretty muscular but with a nice solid belly to add to the bearish appearance. I’m hairy all over, especially my chest, and at that point it had just started graying. I keep my dark hair fairly short and at that time I generally sported a pretty full, already graying, goatee and longer sideburns. I’ve been told I have a great ass, and I’ve got a well above average, very thick 8-inch cock, that one fuck buddy has described as being like a club... the same thickness from top to bottom, except for a big flared rim on the head. I’m primarily a top, but I’ve also got a hungry ass that needs, and enjoys, periodic feedings. And at that point I had been Poz for almost 10 years. Mel settled on a film to have playing in the background and then after some quick mumbled greetings I grabbed his face and started kissing him. His soft compliant mouth quickly opened wide to accept my probing tongue and he tasted as good as I remembered. While I drooled some spit into his open mouth, my hands slowly slid down his back and cupped his shorts-encased, jockstrap-clad-ass As we made out, I slowly began kneading the cheeks of his meaty ass; my fingers sank into his sweaty trench and pressed on his hole through the material of his gym shorts. Even through the cloth I could already feel an accumulated dampness there, not sure whether he had arrived pre-lubed, or if it was a mixture of summer sweat and his own natural ass juices seeping out to prepare his hungry hole. Either way I was soon gonna find out, and I knew that either one would taste good to a sex hungry pig like me. As I fingered his crack, my other hand came round to the front and quickly slid up under his shirt, like a heat seeking missile looking for his nips, while he had his hands running up and down my back and pawing at my gym-shorts-covered, rapidly hardening, cock. As I found his one nip, I pressed down harder on his mouth with mine and began to kiss him with a passion and an intensity that he wasn’t prepared for. As I did, I latched on hard to the nipple between my fingers and pinched with everything I had till a loud breathy moan of pain escaped from him and into my mouth. He knew I meant business and I could feel his body start to go slack in my arms as his total submission began. I pushed him up against the wall of the booth and started madly grinding into him. I wanted there to be no question about what it was I was after. His hips started bucking back in unison as our combined rutting went into overdrive. As this was going on, I had kicked off my flip flops, preferring to stand barefoot on the cum-stained floor of the booth; feeling those dried loads of jizz beneath me. Somehow, their presence, along with the smell, connected me to the carnal energy that existed within the confines of that booth… a mini temple to the gay male need to spread their seed, anywhere and everywhere that they could. I shoved one hand down the back of my shorts while I continued making out with Mel and quickly pushed my shorts down. Being naked in a semi-public place always makes me go into overdrive and I wanted to be naked and exposed as quickly as possible. My hard cock got hung up on the waist of the shorts eventually springing free as it thwacked up hard against my hairy abdomen. Mel felt my raw exposed dick now grinding between us as it left a snail trail of pre-cum on the front of his shirt and shorts. The situation must have been getting to him to because he too began removing all his clothes while we continued to make out. At last he pushed my wife beater up and over my head and then came back in for a lip lock, while I reached for his shoulders and got ready to push him to his knees on that crusty floor. As he dropped, he grabbed hold of my throbbing club of a cock, while his mouth zeroed in on its target. His wet mouth engulfed my fuck stick as he started blowing me. I very quickly remembered just how expert he was at the art of oral pleasure and I moaned as his mouth went all the way down to my pubic bone on the first slide down my pole. I grabbed both sides of his head, lacing my fingers into his thick auburn hair and started to face fuck his sexy face. From somewhere poppers had appeared. He pulled off my cock and took a couple of huffs, handing them to me as he dove back onto my dick like a madman. The poppers had turned him into a slobbering cock-sucking faggot who was trying to inhale my whole cock to make me cum. But I had other ideas. He worked it hard, but before he could get me off I pulled free from his gaping mouth and pulled him up, while at the same time proceeding to drop to my knees. As I got closer to the cum stained floor, the smell of stale cum and poppers began wafting around my head like an aphrodisiac, making me even hornier than I already was. I spun Mel around, slid my arm up his back and pushed his upper torso against the wall, while pulling his ass back to my face, and just before diving in I took two giant hits of poppers. Now I was fully in the zone, and completely sex-crazed, as I spread his sweaty cheeks like a man with just one goal. My tongue zeroed in on his puffy pink hole, and then I dove.

doug took great care to keep the boys hole slick as he worked at a calm rhythm. It was important to making the transition as seamless as possible, from bright eyed straight boy to cockthirsty power bottom. These first few sessions were always special, watching the boy try to understand what was happening amidst the haze of the drugs and the wonderful new sensations rising inside them from Dougs warm cock. High, but not too high, Doug had perfected his fun little party needles over decades to make sure there was just enough of a boy left to break. With each thrust, Doug slowly shepherded Oliver off his once bright path of girlfriends and marriage, college and kids, to a nice dark world of cocks and cum. Looking to the clock, Doug had spent nearly an hour inside the boy and was slowly milking him to his second orgasm. "please, no more" the boy begged raggedly as his cock betrayed him at the command of dougs relentless pounding. "here we go, one more for me ollie and then we'll be all done." Doug took his hand off Olivers swollen prick and began pounding harder. "oh god no please, somethings-" Oliver couldnt make out the impending calamity inside him, but he knew something was coming. "just relax ollie, let it come. look at my eyes and let it happen." Oliver froze in a silent, gasping scream as Dougs meaty cock forced the cum out of the boy one last time. "thats it ollie let your pussy do it for you." Doug watched the boy as he grit his teeth and bucked wildly against the mans girth, slowly panting on the table. "oh god." he sighed. "oh my god" he stared at the ceiling. "see Ollie? I would never lie to you." Oliver just smiled at the handsome older man. he could feel Dougs heartbeat through the thick dripping cock inside him. Doug picked up the cellphone and began recording. "now ollie, whats in you right now?" doug held the camera to the boys face. "your dicks in my butt" he sighed. "no baby its in your pussy" doug inched in and out of the exhausted boy. "my pussy. its in my pussy" oliver mumbled. doug pulled the phone down to the boys spread legs and framed the union of the two. "I have some nice warm cream for your tired little pussy baby. does your pussy want some cream?" doug was now pulling fully in and out of the boys gaped ring with loud plops. "okay" the boy sighed, resigned as he laid in a puddle of cum. "i bet that pussys thirsty baby." If doug said his pussy was thirsty is must be true. "i do feel a little thirsty" oliver dreamily thought to himself as doug sprayed his first shot across the boys puffy gaped cunt. "that feels nice" the boy absently remarked as the warm poz spunk painted his ring. how long had they been fucking? he couldnt remember. Ollie just knew the hot splash of cum was soothing as it coated his tired hole. "good boy, drink it all up" Doug returned his throbbing member to the depths of the young mans guts and finished emptying his balls, rubbing olivers cum in slow circles along his stomach. Doug cleaned the last of the boys warm juices off his thick cock and turned to ollie as he reached for a paper towel. "no no sweetie, here" doug lifted the boys jeans to his hands and watched as he tugged them over his leaking ass and sticky thighs. "thats it. here you go" Doug watched as the boy took his shirt from the smiling doctor "but my girlfriends picking me up and i-" doug smiled at the boys inelegant attempt to explain why he shouldnt leave painted in jizz. "oh dont worry ollie its just a short little ride home im sure." Oliver sighed and slowly lugged his shirt over his sticky, cum drenched upper body. "atta boy ollie. Now, I want to see you again a few more times this week. I know this is all a little inconvenient" doug reached down the back of the boys trousers and easily dipped two fingers inside him. "but we need to keep working on that pretty pussy. I just know youll love it when were done." oliver groaned as the man fingered his sore swollen cunt lips, stirring the load inside before presenting his fingers to the boy. "go on, taste it ollie" the doctor instructed as ollie cautiously licked the mans rough digits. "salty." he remarked "thats right baby. boys who get pussies dont have salty loads inside, they only taste how sweet the cum is." Ollie thought about this quizzically for a moment. What had been a routine checkup a few days ago had turned into something he no longer had any real control over. the former virgin spent hours today high as a kite shamefully surrendering his most private body part to this guy. his girlfriend hadnt even seen his asshole and now this complete stranger had opened him up like a so easily, recording the boy as he helplessly orgasmed on the mans hard tool. documenting for all the world to see as Oliver patiently and obediently let the man pump more of his thick toxic seed into him. He laid violated as the man again filled him with cum, and his body obediently seemed to just...drink it up. Oliver saw no way out as he headed past the door and through the waiting room toward his girlfriends waiting ride. He hopped in and as the two headed for a movie oliver flexed his asshole, feeling the load he had taken shift around inside and continue to grease his pucker. His girlfriend seemed totally oblivious to him. to Olivers relief she arrived smoking a cigarette and clearly didnt smell the cum he was marinading in. There was just no way he could say anything, what would he even start with? "oh hey I just spent hours being turned into a girl, dont mind the smell its all just my cum its not like i could really fight it i mean the dick was just so powerful but hey at least its not his cum am i right? yeah thats inside my body I really just let that happen" Oliver rehearsed condescendingly in his head. After the movie the two headed back to Olivers apartment and he made an excuse that the theater was a little too warm to sneak a quick shower. A few more episodes of their favourite show and she was making out. "finally, a return to something fucking normal" Oliver thought, easing his pants off and trading the humiliating experience with Doctor Doug for the womans slender curves. Something was different though, almost wrong. just as the boy thought he was ready to fuck, his prick wilted in protest. frustrated, he finally gave up and called it a night. maybe today was just too stressful. too much action, or drugs? who knew. Oliver flopped down on the bed to check his messages. it was the nice nurse from the clinic confirming his appointment tomorrow at noon as Olivers jaw went slack. of course....dougs words burned in his mind. "no more girlfriends" he croaked. Whatever this monster was doing to his body was actually working. Dougs cock forced the jizz right out of Olivers nuts. his whole body screamed in a pure radiant pleasure, in a way he had never ever felt. he couldnt control it if he wanted to as the man worked the teens body against him. But his girlfriend? aside from a few kisses, he couldnt seem to stay hard no matter what she did. Whatever Doug did, just maybe he could...undo? Oliver hopefully set an alarm and tried to get some sleep for his next appointment.

After moving to a distant state and losing touch with the crowd from the safe-sex party, we found ourselves back again in the Philly burbs for an extended period of time. By this time my bf and I had opened things up because I had finally gotten tired of never having my needs met, while his were always taken care of. He was constantly traveling for work, and doing his own thing, which left me to follow my own path towards what got me off. And get off I did… all up and down the Jersey Shore and all points in between to Philly. And that brings me to Berlin, New Jersey. Below the traffic circle. A place that for any pig who’s ever spent time in that vicinity, will need no further description. For those that don’t know though, there are two notorious book store/theater/arcades within a mile of one another, but on opposite sides of the divided highway. Both were usually very busy, and both had a varied crowd that patronized them. All kinds of guys, all kinds of cocks, and lots of ass for fucking. It was always a real pig’s wallow if ever there was one. And each of the places had their own unique character. It wasn’t uncommon to go back and forth between the two for a couple of hours looking for multiple loads, or asses to fuck. One Friday night I’m one of a few who are standing there by the video booths in the back of the one store, waiting to see what the next piece of hungry ass or horny cock was going to look like. We hear someone out front getting change, as the excitement level over the next prospect starts rising within all of us waiting there for the same thing. I’m nonchalantly leaning against the wall awaiting his arrival when who walks in through the arcade entrance, but Mel, of all people, looking nervous as fuck for some reason. Now it had been 6 or more years since I had seen him last, and except for maybe looking a little doughier, which didn’t bother me in the least, he looked like his same sexy self. And even though my desire for him had waned all those years ago, seeing him again made me want him all over again. And apparently, upon seeing me, he still found me his type because he immediately locked eyes on me ignoring everyone else standing there. But interestingly, there was not a glimmer of acknowledgment or recognition in those eyes. As far as I could tell, I was just a piece of fresh meat. Of course, we had to still go through the bookstore dance of shuffling about looking into booths, reviewing the selection of movies playing while furtively cruising, and then finally entering into a booth and leaving the door cracked while he waited for me to join him. Needless to say, once he did, I pounced, which is what I wanted to do before the dance even started. But I also did it to circumvent anyone one else from getting to his cracked door first. And I have to admit, the fact that he had no idea who I was, even though I really hadn’t changed much, just made me all the hotter and hornier for some reason. I decided to see how long I could push this figuring that he’d soon recognize me. So into his booth I slipped, locking the door behind me. I immediately put additional money into the coinbox to make sure that we weren’t disturbed for a long time, and then I turned to him. Aggressive doesn’t even begin to describe me. I was like a grizzly bear attacking its prey. And having the prior knowledge that he turned into a submissive little slut at the sight of hard cock, gave me the upper hand. It was the middle of summer and so neither of us was overdressed. Flimsy shorts, no underwear, and a wife beater on me with my now-graying chest hair pouring out of the top and out from around the sleeve holes, and a t-shirt and shorts on him and, as I’d quickly discover, a sexy little jock strap that perfectly framed the globes of his pale bulbous ass. And jock straps are like my kryptonite… though instead of weakening me, they do the opposite. He had no idea what he was in for. To be continued...

Not far from my house is a cruise park that attracts mainly married men. I was feeling horny and decided to try my luck on Sunday afternoon around 2. I was walking the trails and sat down at the bench to check out the apps to see if anyone was nearby. I was sitting a guy in his 50s, looking a little sloppy with a tshirt, nylon shorts and a cap eyed me up and down while rubbing his hand near his crotch. He wasn’t really my type so I continued looking at my phone. While sitting there I thought, maybe he’s got a thick cock. I was feeling really horny and slutty and in no mood to refuse a hot load. so I followed him. i found him sitting on a bench, rubbing the outline of what looked like a nice cock. I approached him and he started to rub the outside of my shorts while I reached down to rub his thick meat. We were pretty exposed in the clearing but we could see on either side if anyone was approaching. He opened my zipper and pulled out my cock and started to give me an amazing blow job, he was at the perfect height to suck me deep and play with my balls. By this time he had pulled out his cock and I was not disappointed, he had a big thick head and a nice sized cock. He continued to suck me and ran his fingers up my shorts, slowly making his way towards my hole. I really wanted to feel his big cock in me so I said, mind if I sit on your cock? he says, you can try. I spit on my fingers, pulled my shorts down a little, just enough to sit back into his lap. I aimed his cock at my hole and it slipped in easily. I stated to ride his cock and he was getting into it, raising his hips to meet my thrusts. I slowed down and he started to go faster and then I heard that unmistakable exhale of breath as he filled me up with a nice big load. I started to stroke myself harder and exploded while he slowly slipped out of me. . i wiped my cock off, thanked him and slowly walked away with his load dripping out of my ass. I went grocery shopping with his load in me. I wanted to share my last load with you. I’m going to jerk off thinking about it. Nothing like hot raw sex in the park.

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had a guy who's fucked me a few times get me to meet him and a couple buddies in a park last night so they could fuck me and watch me take loads from other guys. he got me to show up wearing just bootie shorts. when I got to the park he texted me from across it to take off my shorts n walk to where he was waiting so I did even though there were a few random people around.when I got to him he was standing with 5 other guys! a couple of them were jerking each other off. I just walked right up to them n got on my knees n started sucking one of them. my daddy who got me there got me to give him my shorts n said "you don't need these. I will give them back to you when you're done" and they just started using my holes. a few guys left a couple new guys showed up.guys were sucking each other but I was the only one naked n the only one getting fucked.none of the guys talked to me at all except to tell me to suck it harder or get me in a different position to fuck me.(mostly bent over against a big tree and on a picnic bench doggystyle and on my back on the table).i think most of them fucked me.some nice cocks. I loved hearing them talk about me, how great my hole is and what a slut I am. my daddy was telling them I'm a tranny whore and that I take bathhouse loads on the regular and was telling guys to spit in my face as well as doing it himself.(not mist little spits, hocking huge thick spit wads right in my face and calling me "you fucking whore" at one point he actually left with my shorts for about 15 minutes and said "I will be right back.just keep fucking it"I was there for like 3 hours and was treated like trash the entire time. just like I like it. but one of the best parts is when they all just kinda decided to piss on me.one guy started pissing all over my back then another guy pissed on my face head while I was getting fucked doggy on the ground.so a couple more guys did.daddy got me to lay on my back in the piss and jack off then tell him when I was ready to cum so he could piss all over me while I shot my load. then he got me to smear my own cum on my face .the last thing he did was pull my legs over his shoulders and fuck me in the piss soaked dirt while spitting in my face. when I stood up he said "you're filthy. you're literally a dirty whore now, walk home like that. well you can put your shorts on AFTER you leave the park. wait till you are fully out of the park to put them on. keep that dirty cum on your face."then spit one more time in the middle of my face. then him n the last couple guys left.

I pulled out and watched as he got off Peter, noting the gush of spunk as his cock came out of the plump backside. He dug an old rag from his pocket and wiped his cock, then wiped Peter's hole. "Thanks," He said and picked up his bucket. "I'll be back same time tomorrow. Make sure one of you is here for a fuck." Then he left. We dressed and headed home. Peter was quiet and then he blushed and said "Do..do..do you think I'm pregnant now, Timmy?" I grinned at him. "With all the babies in you today, I think you might be! How do you feel?" We had reached his home. Peter usually went in by the back gate, next to his Dad's shed. "I.. I like it" He mumbled. I noticed his trousers bulging and he looked at me with a pleading expression. I pulled him into the space beside the shed and dropped my trousers and pants. "Can't have you going home like that I said. Stick it in and cum," He needed no second invitation. Quickly he got his small cock out which was stiff as a poker.He got behing me and I felt him stabbing between my buttocks. I reached back and guided him in. He gave a small cry of pleasure and then was humping me like a rabbit. "It's coming out of me!" He gasped. I pushed back and was rewarded with his orgasm, feeling him push and throb, push and throb as he spurted his juicy sperm into me. After a moment he pulled out. "Thanks." He said. "See you tomorrow," I replied. "And you'd better rinse out your pants if you don't want your mum to find the spunk stains," I watched him go and headed home, smiling as I felt the wetness between my cheeks.

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15. Show of Force "It's so red. You really got fucked, didn't you?" Conrad whispered. James's arms were still locked in the leather cuffs; they were in turn attached to the headboard. James's legs were similar: restraints around the ankles, fastened to ensure his most intimate and sensitive parts were on display. Conrad had also put a blindfold on him; at first he was terrified of the darkness. But Conrad had fed him several hits from the pipe in quick succession, and the darkness began to feel like a friend. Conrad made sure to always keep a hand on him, and the touch helped anchor him from the panic. Conrad pressed himself against James's body as he did several hits himself. "How many men?" Conrad asked. "I can't remember." "Fucking slut. You deserve this, don't you?" "Fuuuck," James said. "I need it." His head was spinning now. He was as high as he had ever been, and all he could think about was getting fucked. "Give it to me." "As you want," Conrad said. He put down the pipe, and squirted a bit of lube on James's ass. The cold felt good, and it soothed the soreness. Conrad ran his dick across James's hole, teasing it. It felt so warm in contrast with the chill lube. "Please. Put it in me," James moaned. Conrad lined his cockhead up, pressing right against James's tender hole. "Stop teasing me," James begged, but Conrad had one more step in his preparations. He held the bottle of poppers under James's nose. "Deep breaths. You're going to need it." James inhaled, savoring the warmth of the amyl. Then, the warmth was on both ends; Conrad's cock was sliding into him and the first sensation was fire. His ass was far more sensitive than he had thought. "Oh fuck. Oh Please. Please. WAIT," James's cries became increasingly desperate as Conrad slid all the way into his guts. "Just relax boy," Conrad said. He was glad he had blindfolded the boy. He was practically drooling at the sounds James was making and each desperate contortions the boy used to avoid his cock only made him harder. "You could take it just a moment ago." It was rare treat to have a new boy this far gone. James would always remember this fuck. "But, we'll go slow, ok?" He pulled out a bit, then slid back in. This time, James arched his back to welcome Conrad back inside him. "How does it feel now?" James asked Conrad. Conrad ran his hand against the boy's furry chest. He could feel the thick knots of muscle underneath; the boy was no weakling. "Fucking amazing boy. Your hole is so hot." "It feel like it's burning." "Yeah?" Conrad asked. "You feel that burn boy?" James nodded, trying to track Conrad's body while he was tied up and blindfolded. "Good," Conrad continued. "That's got some tina mixed in. Gonna help you take care of me and my friends." "Friends?" James gasped. His asshole was on fire, and Conrad's thrusting shaft only made it worse. He wished Conrad would slow down. James thought he could get used to it still; but he wasn't as sure about multiple men. "Friends," Conrad said. "Party buds. Or, as the Brits would say, high and horny friends." James winced at the next thrust from Conrad. Conrad's dick throbbed. He was in control, and there was nothing that James could do. "I'm not sure I can take that," he said, teeth clenched. Conrad tried not to laugh at the boy. He wanted James to trust him for now. It only made the eventual betrayal sweeter. "It's all right," Conrad said. "I've got some tricks to make sure you take every last cock." He started a slow rhythmic thrust into James's ass. The boy shivered, and then relaxed, before shivering again. Conrad recognized the pattern; thrusting in hurt more than pulling out. "Maybe not so deep," James grunted, trying to get comfortable with the fuck. Conrad's dick was throbbing in pleasure, and it was hard not to indulge the dark fantasy of pressing all the way into James. "OHH GOD," he yelped, as Conrad's dick opened up his tender depths. "You feel like heaven. So wet. So hot. Your ass is kissing my cock. Making it so hard." The boy was begging for any small mercy. He wouldn't have been quite so verbal had he been able to see how his every whimper and moan were just arousing Conrad. "Just relax," he said once more. "Inhale," he continued. The brown bottle was back under James's nose. He inhaled like his life depended on it. He knew it was one of the few ways he was going to be able to withstand this fuck. Conrad's cock felt like a white-hot poker, and it was destroying his already tender hole. All he wanted was for it to stop. He tried to move his arms; the leather wrist straps had him pinned ineffectually to the bed. The situation was the same for his legs. He couldn't move enough to make any difference. "Please," he said, when Conrad started huffing on the poppers. "I need a quick break." "Just a few more minutes, I want to give you my load." Before James could even respond, the brown bottle was back under his nose. "Don't think about the pain," Conrad said. Conrad jerked his cock as he said it, ant it sent a spasm of agony across James's body. "Oh fuck," the boy moaned, and he started to cry. Conrad pushed his cock in again, getting more of the same. He loved it when he made a boy cry. "Oh please," "Yeah?" Conrad said. "You like that, huh?" Another sharp cry. "Please," James said. He was still crying, but his voice had become flat. "Please," he repeated. "What do you want?" Conrad whispered in his ear. He knew the signs. The boy was starting to disassociate. "Wanna get bred, boy?" Some guys hated that separation of the body and spirit, but Conrad had hoped to push James this far. It meant the gang could push James to the very limit of his endurance. "You want cum, right? "Please," James moaned again. "Please." "FUCK," Conrad grunted, and pushed his cock all the way into James. The boy whimpered, and the tears continued to flow. It was exactly what Conrad needed. He did it again, and knew just how much pain the boy was in. He couldn't hold it any longer. "FUCK." His dick exploded, shooting huge jets of sperm deep into James's hole. "Please," James whimpered. "It's so big. So hot." Conrad's dick continued to pump thick ropes of spooge. His sperm was already attacking the sensitive anal walls. He slowed down his pace slightly. It was the first of several loads he was planning on giving to James, and he could afford to truly enjoy the time with the boy. "Oh god, that cock." James had started to come back, and remember the ordeal his body was going through. Conrad was getting the pipe ready when he heard the door open. He looked up and smiled. "You better not have ruined him," a new voice said.

"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.

I was at a DILF function in Tampa last year wearing only a jock and this tall hunky blond and I started making out at the bar. One thing led to another and he turned me towards the bar and started fucking me right there with a couple of other patrons looking on. The bartender noticed me bent slightly over the bar and approached me to ask if I needed another drink. The hunk stopped his fucking motion when he saw the bartender coming over but left his cock lodged in my ass. All I could do was try and look as normal as possible with the hunks cock lodged in my ass and tell him I needed another beer. When he turned around we fucked for few more minutes at the bar and then he finally gave me his load in the backroom later.

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.

13. Re-Elevation James tried to relax once he was back in his apartment, but it was hard for him to focus. The marijuana that he had smoked had helped, but he still felt edgy and horny. Despite how horny he was, his cock remained alarmingly soft. Still, he was playing with it, as he jumped from video to video on Pornhub. He kept thinking back to what he had done over the previous twenty-four hours. He couldn't even remember how many men had fucked him. He could think of at least six, and there had no doubt been more when he had been half-passed out. He ran a finger over his asshole. Even the slightest touch revealed just how sore and tender it was. Nevertheless, he wondered what it would feel like to have a cock up there. He pulled out his phone, and downloaded Grindr. He had always quickly deleted his account back home; he didn't want anyone he knew seeing him online. But here, it didn't matter. He could be himself, and no one would care. He found a picture of himself, posing in the mirror. He thought he looked older in it, he hoped no one would care about his relatively young age. He filled out the rest of the profile, saying he was a bottom, and looking for some fun. There were a lot of guys online, some even in his building. He had been so used to people being fifty miles away; this was a new experience in freedom. Almost immediately, the messages started to roll in. He ignored them. Instead, he was staring at a profile. "ToPnP, 49," it read. The guy had a thick reddish-blond beard, flecked with a bit of grey. He was wearing leather gloves, and his broad, hairy chest was accentuated by a thick leather harness. James read the details. "Rough top. Hung. Like to play in the clouds." He was only two hundred feet away. Before he realized it, he had tapped him. "What's up boy," he quickly replied. "You look familiar." "Just moved here," James said. "But we're close." "Yeah," the guy replied. He gave his address. It was James's apartments. "Same," James said. "Wanna come over? Just filled the pipe, and looking forward to a cloudy evening." He was direct and forthright. He sent two pictures, one of him in the harness and boots, his thick dick hard. The other was him holding some boy down on his dick. He was wearing black gloves; James wondered what those gloves would feel like against his skin. "Sure," James texted back. He sent two more pictures. One was of his cock, the other was of his ass. "Apart 4F," he sent back. "And bring that furry ass with you." James gathered up his phone, wallet and keys. As he stuffed them into his jeans, he brushed against a wad of cash. He remembered what he had done to get that cash, and wondered if it had been worth it. But it was too late for second thoughts; the men had fucked him, and Tim had taken money for it. That was what had bothered him the most. Even now, he didn't really understand why Tim and Tiago had taken so much. But then, that was what Tiago had told him. That when he understood why, he would want them to take care of it for him. It was confusing, and he wanted to impress the leather man. He ignored the thought, and focused on getting on his shoes and getting out the door. Less than a minute later, James was at the door. For a moment, he hesitated. He had gotten fucked so much, and his hole was still sore and tender. He wasn't sure if he could take another cock. But then he remembered the picture of the man's cock and how it stuck straight up when erect. He wanted to taste it. Before he could second-guess himself, he knocked on the door. "Coming," a deep voice inside called out. A few seconds later, the door opened. The shades were pulled shut, and the lights were dim. "Come in," he said. "I'm Conrad." Conrad was wearing only a tank top and a pair of sweat pants. The tank top showed off his hairy chest, and James though he could see Landon's cock pressing against the sweat pants. "James," James replied. His voice was a bit raspy and hoarse. "Already been smoking, huh?" Conrad's voice was deep and masculine. James wanted to fall on his knees and worship him. "Yeah," "Nice. Been playing too?" "Yeah," James said. James's stomach balled up. He knew the next question. He would have to admit just how much of a slut he had been. "Hot. Get a lot of loads?" "A few," James started. "Well, let's get high, and get you a few more?" Conrad pointed to the bedroom in back. "But first, get naked." James wasn't wearing much already. He kicked off his sandals, pulled off his t-shirt, and then pushed down his shorts. It was a bit uncomfortable, getting undressed in front of a relative stranger. "Nice, boy," Conrad said, reminding James of how Tim had called him boy. He wondered if Conrad would feel as good inside him. James stopped, leaving his white briefs on, and started to go for the bedroom. "Wait boy," Conrad said. "All the way." James stopped, and pushed his briefs down, letting his soft cock swing freely. Conrad stepped in front of him, and ran his hand down James's body. James shivered under Conrad's touch. Where Tim's touches had been caring and respectful, Conrad's contact was possessive and domineering. He ran his hand around James's waist, reaching his butt, and pressing in. James gasped as Conrad fingered his hole. "Wet and sloppy," Conrad pronounced, as he pulled his hand back and smelled his fingers. "Cummy too," he continued. "We're going to have fun." He led the way into the bedroom. The curtains were still pulled tight, and the light was dim. In the middle was a large bed; it faced a TV. On the screen were two men fucking, a long, uncovered cock sliding in and out of the bottom's hole. He stared for a few seconds, mesmerized by the scene. "Gotta catch up to you," Conrad said, and took a long hit from the glass pipe. James watched as Conrad puffed and inhaled. Conrad savored the hit, then he kissed James and exhaled his hit. It flooded his lungs, and he immediately knew this was possibly the worst decision he had made. Or it was the best decision ever.

12. Afternoon Cocksucker James looked at his watch again. It was two in the afternoon. It was Sunday afternoon, even. He had spent nearly eighteen hours at Tim's place, and he had gotten fucked for almost all of it. His body was sore, especially his hips and knees; he had spent too long on his knees or spreading his legs. The Uber driver was speaking rapidly into a mobile phone pinned to the dashboard, but it was a language James couldn't even recognize, much less understand. He was glad he didn't have to explain what he had been doing. He reached into his pocket, and felt the small wad of cash. Four guys had paid to fuck him. He had gotten sixty dollars out of it, and Tim had even paid for the Uber for him to go back home. But the money wasn't important. It was that he had gotten to spend all eighteen hours with Tim. He loved how the two of them had started to grow so connected, fueled by the drugs and bareback sex. "Here you are," the driver said, pulling into an empty spot right by James's apartment building. "Thanks," James said, and hauled himself out of the small car. His joints hadn't gotten any less sore, and he was surprised at what an effort walking was. He marched himself across the courtyard and up the far set of stairs. On his door was a post it. "See Me. Apt M." He wondered when the superintendent had put that up. It didn't matter. He would go no matter what. He went back down the stairs, across to the other wing, and the familiar ground floor apartment. "Come on in," the post-it read. Even before James opened the door, he could smell the pot smoke. He pushed open the door, and was greeted with a thick cloud of fragrant marijuana. Even after his adventures of the night, he found he had a craving for that familiar warmth of being stoned. He hoped it would take the edge off of the anxiety he had. The superintendent was sprawled on the couch, a bong on the table in front of him. He was wearing a pair of old sweat pants, and a few well-placed holes made it clear he didn't have on any underwear. James stumbled in, and the superintendent looked him over. "Looks like you had a night," he said. "Doesn't bother me," the man continued, and grabbed the remote. He flicked a button, and the baseball game was replaced by some girl sucking dick. "Come on," he said, spreading his legs, and pointing to his crotch. "Pay your rent, faggot. Get me off." James's mouth was dry from all the drugs. He hadn't even had a chance to pour himself a drink at home. But now he was expected to deep-throat one more cock. "Dry mouth?" the superintendent asked him. James realized he had forgotten the man's name. He was just the super to James; not that James thought about him as he did the super's cock. James nodded. "Yeah," he said. "Good. Open your mouth for me." James opened his mouth. The super laughed. "Such a faggot," he said, and suddenly spit a glob of saliva and snot into James's mouth. "Here's some lube for you." He pushed James's head back down, towards his crotch. James grabbed the waist band of the older man's sweats, and pulled it down. It exposed the super's thick shaft, and he wasn't even hard yet. As soon as his cock sprung free, the superintendent pushed it into James's mouth. "Suck it," he said. "Mmmmmmph," James managed to say, before his mouth was filled with cock once more. "Don't need to speak, faggot," the super said. "Just suck. Get me off." He grabbed the bong, and did a hit. James looked up at him, and he smiled. "You're high aren't you?" James nodded in agreement. Right before he left, Tim had made him do a few last hits. "Want more?" James nodded again. The super held the lighter to the bowl. "Right on," he said, before inhaling. His chest was thick and broad, and he filled his lungs with the fragrant smoke. He held the hit, and with a free hand, held James's head down. "Fuuuck," he finally moaned. "You're getting better at this." James gagged slightly; the super's cock was getting now lengthening, and getting harder at the same time. The bit of spit had not done much for his mouth, and it was hard to suck the man properly. At least he was starting to dribble a bit of pre-cum. The first time, James had hated the super dripping pre-cum. But this time he sought it out. He savored each drop, spreading the taste -- and wetness -- around his mouth. Finally, the man released his grip on James's mouth, and let the boy breathe. "Here," he said, and handed the bong and lighter to James. James grabbed it, and lit it up. He craved the pleasant relaxation that the marijuana promised, the edge it would take off the anxious elation from the crystal. He inhaled deeply, forgetting how much harsher the marijuana was compared to the crystal. He coughed a few times. "Try it again," the super said. "Get you ready to worship my dick." James tried again, this time getting a big hit. It burnt his lungs, but he knew it meant it was working. He leaned and swallowed the man's cock, suddenly able to go all the way to the base. "FUCK YEAH," the superintendent groaned. He grabbed James's head with both hands and held him down. Even as James struggled, needing to breath, suppress the gag reflex, and cough, all at once, he held him in place. "That's it. Choke on it." James felt like he was going to pass out, but finally, the top released him. He gasped, but the super quickly pushed his dickhead back in James's mouth. He nursed the head as he caught his breath, then pushed back down the shaft. It was almost natural to take the entire thing down his throat. This time he could breathe easily, and inhaled deeply of the sweaty, musky pubes. He wanted the man's load, and would do anything to get it. "That's it," the super said, stroking James's thick dark hair. "Get me off." The two of them held that position, the superintendent leaning back and getting his cock sucked by James. The two men lost track of time; it was only when the movie ended that the superintendent stirred. "That's what I like in a cocksucker," he said. "Undivided attention." He took a look at his watch. "But, I gotta get going soon. And I bet you want a load." James nodded. "Please," he said. Before he had even finished speaking, the super slammed his cock back into James's mouth, hitting the back of his throat and then sliding deeper. James tried not to gag, but the superintendent laughed at him. "Gagging feels good," he said, and slapped James on the side of his face. His cheek stung, but he couldn't pull himself off of the dick. He was hungry again, and the only thing that could satisfy him was more cum. "That's right, faggot," the super said. "Worship my cock." He forced himself down the length of the super's cock. It was a long, thick, stiff rod, and he was struggling to take the full length. "Come on," the super said. "Take it all." James finally managed to take it, and his nose was buried in the man's thick pubic hair. "That's it." The super held him in place, and face-fucked him short, rapid stokes. Unfortunately, they set off James's gag reflex. "Fuck yeah. Choke on it." James struggled, but after over a solid day of sex and drugs, he couldn't break the larger man's grip. "CHOKE ON IT," the superintendent moaned. James felt the thick geyser of cum flood his throat and drip down into his stomach. He couldn't breath, and he was starting to cry. "CHOKE. ON. IT." Each word was another volley of cum. James swallowed every drop. He needed it; it was the only thing that would keep him alive. "Choke," the superintendent repeated. He had pulled out, and his dickhead was in James's mouth, now just leaking semen in a steady stream. "On." James swallowed each mouthful, wishing he had the lubrication earlier. "It." One last mouthful, and then the superintendent pulled James off his cock. "Getting a lot better. Practice is helping you. Now. I gotta get ready." It was a dismissal; as soon as he said it, he stopped paying attention to James. James got off his knees, and walked out of his apartment. It had been at least an hour sucking off the super. The sun had started to descend, and James was glad he was home. He had a lot to think about.

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

It was late when the bar closed we headed back to our tent. We had mostly drank but we also had a few pot breaks out in back too. The buzz felt good and once inside our tent, both of us were sound asleep in minutes and didn't wake until we heard noises outside the tent the next morning. We laid on our sleeping bags and Louis was the first to speak. "Fuck you smell good" he said and a moment later had his face in my armpit. His tongue was going crazy, licking every hair he could find. Louis rolled onto his back and let out a chuckle. "God, I love doing that" Louis said. It was a little cool out so we put on jeans and tees and headed to the bar to grab some breakfast. We took our spots at the bar and Joey was there with two cups of coffee in a flash. "Ready to get the cuffs off?" Joey asked with a grin. "Not quite yet" Louis replied before I could even start to say anything. Sheepishly, I replied "What he said." While we ate our breakfast and chatted with Joey, I could tell that some of the guys were already getting ready to go back home. "Eat up, we don't want to miss our chance" I said quietly to Louis. With the last few bites down, we got up and headed out the back door. Once outside, I pulled Louis over near the grill and said "We might have time for one or two more. You want to do them solo or together?" "I bet we are probably thinking of the same guy, so lets tag team him" Louis replied with a sly grin, pulling his t-shirt over his head and tucking the top of it in his back pocket. We walked over toward the river and quickly glanced at the mirror smooth water. I turned around and the tent at the site was laying flat, ready to fold and roll up. There was a small duffel bag that looked like it was stuffed full lying next to a folded camp chair. But no one was there. I looked down the row and saw the older guys looking back at me, talking to each other and pointing towards Louis and I. I chuckled as they watched to see what we were up to. Glancing back toward the bar and the attached shower rooms I saw our target. Dressed in some ratty sweatpants and flip-flops, he looked freshly cleaned and probably had spent the last hour shaving and trimming what body hair he had grown in the past day on his chest, abs and face that weren't exactly where he wanted it. Who knows, maybe he even trimmed his pubes. "There he is. You take the right side of the path and I'll take the left" I told Louis urgently. We headed down the path back towards the bar and approached our cocky cub. He really wasn't paying attention, so it was easy for us to each grab an arm and start dragging him back toward our tent. "What the fuck!" he yelled out. He struggled a bit, but with a firm grip on his arms we had good control of him. "Luke, it seems you have a reputation around here of disappearing so you can't get fucked by the Friday night bottoms. I heard you did it the last 3 years, so now it's payback time" I growled as we dragged him down the road. I had barely finished talking and a couple of the frat guys came up and lifted his feet and helped us carry the cocky SOB to the playground. "You can't fuckin do this. Saturday is over!" he yelled out. "If you look closer, you can see we still have the cuffs on. And the rules say until we give em up, anyone is fair game. And right now, you're our prey" Louis said. Luke squirmed and yelled, but all that did was attract a bigger crowd. Some had their camping gear in their arms, ready to load up and leave, but decided to see what we were up to. We got to the fuck tree and with some help got him tied up. He was still twisting and fighting anyone that was trying to tie him up but a couple guys did get his sweats off. I noticed a spreader bar hanging from a rack nearby and in a few minutes had his ankles separated and secured. "I ain't no fuckin' pussy boy. You better not try an' fuck me!" he barked. "You know the rules for the Pig Poke, Luke. Friday night you get to fuck unless you're the pig. The rest of the weekend, you might end up being the one getting poked. It's not your choice, it's ours. So, you better learn how to be a good little bottom and learn fast. If you make it tough on us, then its gonna hurt a whole lot more" I said as I watched the group circle around the tree. "Fuck him good. He took off last year just as I was about to nab him" a thin, bald guy in his mid 40s with a large cross tattoo on his chest said. I hadn't noticed him before, but I could see the fire in his eyes from twenty feet away. "Last year's bottom, I guess" I said to myself. Louis rubbed the bulge in his shorts as he walked up behind Luke. Louis gave a hard slap to each butt cheek and then spread them apart. He spit a couple times on Luke's hole and started to work it into Luke's virgin-tight hole with his fingers. I heard the crowd muttering and giving Louis encouragement. There was a determined look in Louis' eyes that I hadn't seen before but he wasn't being a total animal with Luke either. He spit a few more times and kept twisting his fingers until Luke had settled down. Luke stopped tugging and twisting his wrists and realized that my knot making skills were good enough to keep him tied to the tree until I said he could go. I wondered if he would stay still when he felt that first cock go into his ass or if he'd fight it off. The crowd seemed to be a little antsy wanting to see Luke take some dick so I gave Luke's face a light slap with the face of my palm and said "Be a good boy" before I walked behind Louis. Wrapping my arms around his bare chest I whispered into Louis' ear "Enjoy popping his cherry, he might be a virgin bottom." My hands roamed down his chest and unbuttoned his shorts, letting them fall to his feet. Today he was going commando and I felt his rigid cock spring free. Louis stepped one boot out of his shorts and moved a little closer to Luke. Removing his fingers, Louis used both hands to spread Luke's ass apart and aimed the tip of his drooling cock right at Luke's hole. "Oh, fuck no! Please! NO!" Luke begged, but it didn't deter Louis. He spit another glob of saliva on to Luke's hole and pushed in. I gave Louis' nip a pinch and a slap to his ass and stepped aside to watch Luke get deflowered. Louis gave another push and stood there a moment. The gasp from Luke's mouth told me he knew he was now taking his first dick. He began breathing harder and shaking his head 'no' when Louis started to rock his hips in and out. "Oh god no" he sobbed as Louis worked his cock deeper with each stroke. Louis held on to his hips and gave another thrust and held himself fully planted inside Luke's ass. The grin on Louis' face was epic and showed how much he was enjoying Luke wrapped around his cock. He stood there a few seconds longer than the crowd wanted and I heard a few guys start chanting "Fuck him!" I kind of guessed that Louis was trying to hold off and not blow his load too soon, but relented and began plowing Luke's hole. His pace picked up quickly and soon he was giving a good, firm drilling. Luke's sobs continued while he tried to brace himself against the tree. I didn't leave enough slack in the rope for him to get both hands on the steel rod that was bored into the tree so at first he alternated hands holding on. "Stop... Please" begged Luke while Louis kept fucking. Louis growled quietly as his thrusts got a little more erratic. Looking around, I spotted the 40's tatted guy from last year's Poke and wandered over to him. Wrapping my arm around his shoulder, I leaned in and whispered "You're next. Fuck him like you wanted to last year." He got a big toothy smile on his face before he slowly crept up next to Louis. While I watched Louis get closer and closer to orgasm I felt a hand rest on my shoulder. "You gonna let all the guys that tried to nail him the past three years do him?" Joey asked quietly. Turning my head, I replied "Just the Friday night bottoms or we'd be here all day." Joey chuckled and then walked away. I heard the familiar grunting as Louis shoved his cock in deep and shot several ropes of cum inside Luke's no longer virgin chute. Most of the guys cheered as they realized that Louis had bred Luke. Once the last shot of cum had been deposited, Louis gave one more thrust and pulled out. He backed away a little and last year's bottom moved in. I couldn't hear what he told Luke, but Luke yelled out "FUCK!!! NOOOO!!!!" I had to chuckle, but now Luke knew Louis and I weren't the only one using him today. You could tell that the otter wasn't a regular top. His motions were haggard and kind of frantic. Maybe it was leftover frustration from last year but he was finally getting to fuck Luke. I could tell he was churning up the cum inside Luke, since I could hear it even from fifteen feet away. One of the guys was cleaning off Louis' cock and I could see Louis change his focus back and forth from Luke to his cocksucker. I was watching Luke get drilled when suddenly I heard Joey's voice right behind me. "I found the other two guys. They're all yours if you want 'em" Joey said discretely in my ear. Looking back I saw Sam, the younger guy that took over bartending from Joey when I fucked him the night before and one of the black guys. Reaching back, I pulled both of them forward, wrapping my arms around each one and then pulled them in close. "I want him sloppy when I fuck him. You guys want to help?" I said. Both nodded before breaking into big grins. The guy fucking Luke was slowing down, but each thrust was harder. The growl that came from the guy surprised every one of us. "You guys pick who's next" I said, looking back and forth at the guys next to me. "You go first, Bobby. I know you want some payback" Sam said to the black guy. "Yeah" Bobby said as he walked toward Luke while the guy fucking him gave a few last thrusts. Pushing his shorts off, Bobby began to stroke his long thin cock. He leaned over and looked straight at Luke's face. "Remember me? I'm the guy you called a 'worthless black pussy boi' that you fucked a couple years ago. I just hope you take dick better than you give it, cuz I'm gonna plant my babies deep inside that racist cunt" he told Luke. Several guys chuckled and one yelled out "You're in for a treat. When he goes deep in your ass you can almost feel it in the back of your throat!" Louis was pulling his shorts up when the tatted guy pulled out. He looked over at Bobby and winked, saying "Gawd, that's a nice piece of meat. I'd love to take it some time, but enjoy that tight, cummy hole." He backed away and was standing next to me a few seconds later, watching the show. The guy that had cleaned Louis' cock started to crawl toward the tatted guy, but wasn't fast enough as Trey got a shove from his dad and was on his knees licking like a starved puppy on the tatted guy's cock. Bobby was drilling Luke like he was possessed. Grunts and whimpers were coming out of Luke's mouth as their bodies slammed together. He pulled all the way out, dragging a large glob of cum with his cock which landed on the ground below Luke's ass. After a few moments, he shoved back in to the hilt and ground his body on Luke's ass cheeks. Bobby pulled out and slammed back in again, slapping Luke's butt as he bottomed out. The grin on Bobby's face told me that we were about to see a different side of Bobby and sure enough, he started hammering Luke's ass faster and harder than before. The puddle of cum under Luke's ass was growing as Bobby drilled him. Suddenly he stopped with his cock buried in deep. He pulled his whole body back and paused a moment before slamming back in. Luke let out a scream and Bobby did the same thing again. Luke screamed again, but wasn't quite as shrill this time. Bobby let out a cackle and slammed in one more time, letting out a loud howl as his body shook. His orgasm lasted a good minute and I was sure he had replaced all the cum that he had forced out. Sam was nervously stroking his cock next to me and I whispered into his ear "Relax, you'll be fine." "I don't fuck much and everyone is watching" he said. "Look at Luke and no one else. They just want to see him get his due" I said, trying to calm him a bit. About that time, Bobby withdrew and had a mouth on his cock in seconds. I gave Sam a little push and he walked over between Luke's legs. He slapped Luke's ass and plowed into the creamy hole. Someone yelled out "Fuck him good, Sam" and it seemed to give him a bit more confidence. His hands grasped Luke's hips and he started to fuck. Each stroke got more deliberate and soon he had a good rhythm going. Even better, the smile on his face told everyone that he was enjoying it. He didn't have Bobby's length or Louis' girth, but he made up for it with enthusiasm. After a few more minutes, his expression seemed to turn towards worry and I decided he needed some help. I pushed off my shorts and walked up behind him. With my chest on his back, I wrapped my arms around him and tweaked both of his nips. My rigid cock was nestled between his butt cheeks and I tried hard not to let my dick get a little too low and slip inside him. It might have helped Sam, but I wanted to save myself for Luke. He shoved in harder and the more I played with his small pierced nipples, the more ragged his thrusts were. He leaned his head back on my shoulder and moaned loudly until he drove his cock in deep and shuddered. His little grunts were kinda cute and I knew he was adding some more lube for me to use. After his last shot was inside Luke, he looked back and smiled at me. "Thanks" he said and I nodded back. I gave him some space and he slipped out of Luke and let me take his place. The other guys had stretched Luke out just enough that I just slid right in, assisted by four other guys' cum. It felt good, with just the right amount of pressure around my bare shaft and that silky wetness enveloping my cock. "Damn you make a good cumdump. I think you found your true calling" I said as I slowly pulled the length of my shaft back and almost out. Luke let out a whimper and I drove firmly back in. Each shove got harder and I stayed planted a little shorter. After a few minutes, I was plowing his ass and quickly Luke had braced himself against the tree. I leaned forward as my hips rolled and pressed my sweaty, hairy chest against the baby soft skin on his back. One arm reached around and grabbed his muscled abs and the other went around his chest. My fingers rubbed over his left nip and I could feel Luke squirm underneath me. I pinched the eraser nub nip and his body tensed up, squeezing my cock as it pistoned his chute. After a half dozen pinches, I gripped the nip hard and twisted. Luke yelled out "FUCK!" and his ring clamped down tight around my dick. "Yeah, Luke, tell me how bad you want me to breed you" I told him. Luke replied defiantly with "Fuck You!" I let go of him and stood back up, pounding him harder with my whole body in motion. Two of the frat guys walked toward us and stood in front of Luke and started stroking themselves. Their dicks were rock hard and it was obvious they had one goal in mind. Maybe two. As I fucked, they jacked their cocks and then I saw them look at each other and grin. They both started shooting at the same time, each covering Luke's face with ropes of white cream. The sight got me a lot closer and I began to thrust even harder. One guy rubbed his cock over Luke's face, smearing the cum all over it before they walked back to their spots in the circle. I had kind of hoped that they would hose us down with piss when they were done, but no. That would have definitely pushed me over the edge but as it was I just needed another minute of plowing Luke's ass until I started shooting my own seed. Several powerful spurts flooded Luke with a fifth man's seed. A stream of cum ran out of his hole when I pulled out and I slapped him on the ass and said "Tighten up, don't lose it all" before I walked over next to Louis. As the crowd started to disperse, Joey looked around and then stared at me a moment, raising his eyebrows. I nodded and he walked over to the tree and untied Luke's hands. Luke stood there without moving for a minute and then pushed himself upright and slowly walked back towards his campsite, his head hanging low. I put my arm around Louis and we walked back to our tent. "Shower now or when we get home?" he asked while we pulled the tent down and squeezed it back into it's bag. "Probably gonna get sweaty on the ride home anyway, so might as well keep the funk going" I replied, grinning back at him. We loaded the bikes up and stopped in to say "goodbye" to Joey. "See ya next year" Joey said as we walked out of the bar towards our bikes. It wasn't phrased as a question, he knew we'd be back. I hoped it was both of us, anyway. We took the same route home, just in reverse and stopped at most of the same gas stations to refuel the bikes and ourselves. At the last one, I headed toward the restroom and Louis followed me in. It was a two holer with a urinal and a stall. Once I finished pissing, I headed to the sink and Louis grabbed me from behind. Pushing me against the wall, his lips locked on mine and he gave me an aggressive kiss with lots of tongue. His hands reached up and started to push my jacket off my shoulders and I let it fall to the floor. In a flash, he pushed my left arm up and moved his tongue over to my pit, burying his face in and breathing deep while he licked all the sweat off. It only lasted a couple minutes, but he leaned back and smiled at me saying "Thanks, bud." He turned around, went to the sink and washed his hands, before unlocking the door and back to his bike. I stood there a moment, shocked but happy. After washing my hands and getting back to the bikes, I hopped on and we took off for the last leg of the trip. It was getting dark by the time we got back to the city, so we split off and he headed to his place and I went to mine. It wasn't the weekend I had planned but I wasn't going to complain.

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

Part 1 Summer break was about to start in one day and then I was off to college so I made sure to have an awesome plan for my summer vacation. My parents were both doctors and we were always busy with work so they knew we weren't probably going to be able to do anything for the summer so they were perfectly fine with me making whatever plans I wanted to. A little about me. My name is Zack and I am 6'2 I played basketball and football so I was your average jock with the body to match. I have jet black hair that I let grow out so it reached the middle of my back. My blue eyes were surprising since my mom and dad both have brown eyes but I was always told that I have my dad's mom's eyes because she had them too. Of course being on both sports teams my body was fit with a nice six pack and I kept my body trimmed with a happy trail leading into my pants. I have a nice thick eight inch cock with some nice low hanger to go with and I always kept my pubes nicley trimmed. My ass was always free of hair since I always thought it would make my firm bubllble butt look less bubly. So back to my plan. I was doing some research on my computer when school was out for the day on places around the country to go to for my vacation. What no one knew though that it wasn't musemes and amusement parks that I was looking for but in fact they were all bathhouses and other gay areas that were keen on getting fucked allot with some keen on getting someone neg like me to leave Poz. I have always jacked off to the Poz porn I could find online and would jack off wishing it was me getting the bug instead of the guy on screen. Living in New York I was always aware of the gay scene but never did more than just browse some of the porn shops and glory holes but now I wanted to make this summer my time in the gay lime light. I ordered some mini cameras so I could catch all the fucking that I was hoping for to relive the summer and to share with others who share the same dream. Thankfully when the cameras came in my parents weren't home so I didn't have to explain why I ordered them. I started to pack up my travel bag and bookmarked all the spots I have looked up so far and had my Grindr , adam4adam ready for any more interesting times ahead. Once I was all packed and ready I turned in for the night looking forward to the early start tomorrow morning. I woke up in the morning and said goodbye to my parents and started my journey to be pozzed.

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 was 22 years old. Living outside of San Francisco. My best friend was a female flight attendant, who lived in the same building I did. She had been dating a hot stud from Sao Paulo, Brazil. Rodrigo was his name. A total stud! She went to visit him for a week every month in Brazil. Without telling her, he got a job transfer from Sao Paulo to San Francisco. He worked for a big multinational corporation. Anyway, he surprised her with his transfer to San Fran and his intention was to move in with her. Well, she liked the freedom of just spending a week at a time with him. But, she was not excited about him living with her full time. It ended up putting stress on the relationship. One night, after he had been living with her for about a month, they had a giant fight and she kicked him out of her apartment. Telling him he needed to find another place to live. Rodrigo came down to my apartment and knocked on the door. I opened the door to find him holding a duffle bag of his belongings, asking if he could crash at my place for a night or two, until he could figure out where he could live. I told him yes and invited him in. I only had a one bedroom apartment. But, told him he could crash on the sofa or share my bed. He chose the sofa. We sat and talked for several hours. Drank wine while we talked. He cried a bit and I ended up putting my arm around him to comfort him. Rodrigo had always been a hugger and very open about showing affection. So, it was not surprising when he hugged me back. I told him I'd get some sheets and a pillow for him to make up a bed on the sofa. I gave him a squeeze around his shoulders and to my surprise, he kissed my forehead before I pulled away. He and I made up the bed on the sofa and I said "good night" and went into my room and closed the door. I sleep naked. So, I undressed and got into bed. About 20 minutes later there was a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in", I yelled. Rodrigo stepped in, naked except for a pair of boxers. His muscular, hairy build was beautiful standing in the soft light of the doorway to my bedroom. "Sorry, Dave. I just can't sleep. I left my weed at Patti's. Do you happen to have some? It would help me sleep." he said. "Sure", I said as I climbed out of the bed. I was naked, so I grabbed a bathrobe hanging in the closet and pulled my bag from the dresser. "Here", I said as I walked past Rodrigo and went back into the living room. I grabbed an ashtray from the cupboard walked over to the sofa, made up for his bed. I opened the baggie and pulled out a partially smoked joint I had rolled. My robe opened when I sat down, but I just continued to get the joint ready for us. Rodrigo, in his boxers, sat next to me. I flicked the lighter and took a deep drag on the joint. I handed the lighter and joint to Rodrigo. He took a couple of deep drags. We continued to talk about his situation with Patti as we finished the joint. By then, both of our heads were in the clouds. Rodrigo had tears running down his face as he said he didn't know what to do? Whether to stay in San Fran and the USA? Or to ask to be transferred back to Brazil? I told him not to rush to any decisions. And that he was welcome to stay with me until he figured it all out. I wiped away one of his tears from his cheek. And we embraced. My robe was open and our bare chests were pressed together as we hugged. Without even thinking about it, I found myself stroking the back of his curly, black hair as we hugged. And instinctively as we pulled apart, we just gave each other a kiss on the lips. It seemed very natural until he suddenly pulled from me and moved back from me. "Shit! Sorry, Dave. Didn't mean to do that. Just carried away. Sorry". Rodrigo's hand was still on my shoulder. And my hand had fallen to his bare thigh. But he didn't move my hand. We just awkwardly looked into each other's eyes. "Don't be sorry, Rodrigo. We're friends. It's all cool." I said to him. My robe was now fully open. Rodrigo looked down and saw my cock that was nearly fully erect. He laughed and bumped my hard cock with the back of his hand. "Looks like you've got some wood going on there, Dave." he chuckled. I looked down to his crotch and saw a tent in his boxers. I reached down and squeezed it. "Looks like you do, too." I said and laughed. I fished his cock through the fly of his boxers. It was now fully hard. I stroked it a few times, then bent over and took his cock in my mouth. I finally moved to my knees on the floor in front of him. I pulled his boxers to his ankles and he stepped out of them as I tossed them aside. I sucked him. Licked the shaft. Licked his balls and then went back to sucking his cock. I sucked him for about 10 minutes, until he finally let out a moan and filled my mouth with his load. Rodrigo stayed with me for about 5 weeks until he found an apartment up in the city, close to his office. I serviced him nearly every night of the 5 weeks he lived with me. After he moved, I would occasionally drive up into the city to service him for many months to come. He finally met another woman and began dating her seriously. We lost contact with each other. Last I knew, he was married and living across the bay in Marin County. And pumping out babies. Rodrigo was quite affectionate for a str8 guy. He would hug, caress and sometimes kiss me as I serviced him. But, he never sucked my cock. He did fuck me a few times, too. I still have great memories of that hunky, hairy, handsome Brazilian str8 stud.

I don't do it to debate him so much as to make it clear to others that his arguments are silly. Too many people are unwilling to challenge insanity when they encounter it, either out of fear of confrontation, excessive politeness, or the mistaken idea that because everyone can have an opinion, all opinions are equal and worthy of respect. I call BS on that. People need to see that normalizing a malignant narcissistic sociopath is a bad thing.

Felt randy last night so texted a regular fuck buddy. Watched some porn whole playing pool then we fucked eachother on the pool table. 😂😂 I hadn't cum in 3 days so i shot a decent load in him.

Oh My God ! Trey sounds so Freaking HOT and Beautiful - love to seeing his physical developing FemBoy - hard , sensitive , nipples - erected - piercing the t-shirts - seeing streaking dick and balls - cum loads smaller - clear juices - sweeter tasting - skin becoming softer - becoming a females emotional - love to see trey pictures ! Craving dicks , smoking - weed - makeup - toys - nothing but barebacking ! more - more - Please !

ill be real rn. i dont usually chat in the story threads I write but...I do not have enough meaningful heterosexual experience to feel like I can contribute regularly. I have a few straight poz friends im reaching out to for ideas though. its just..difficult with covid and whatnot. I have extremely limited experience with the opposite sex. 😞 @quart is totally right, im a slo boi with these posts but its not because im lazy...i just need time to i guess learn a little more.

Nice piece

You got that right!!! Love having my hole reamed and loaded by anonymous cocks... as long as your cock is hard, I don’t care what you look like.

First of all thanks for your hot stories. Well, imho since no one is forced to write a never ending story so no one would blame you if you would be so kind to add a final chapter where James accept Conrad as his master or go home happy of his new born cumdump life... BUT... your last chapter, the James’ surrender to Conrad looks more a new beginning that a prelude to the end. So... I think @pitsnipspisspig is right, to shift the story toward the BDSM could be a good idea and, of course for me, Fisting should not be an option but a MUST, Fisting and all its subsequents extreme anal stretching evolutions are for me not only the natural progression of a cumdumpslut but also the best inimaginable experience in the Art of Sex. Of course if you want to transmit emotions to your readers you should be emotionally involved, if you haven’t had experiences with BDSM and Fisting or they aren’t part of your fantasies you could, as James did with Conrad, give the control of this story fate to someone else (not me) of your choice. To keep your story safe your designated author could write his chapter in another topic “Soccer Boy’s Spiral - The New Beginning “.

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

A lot of bottoms report taking up to 2 hours to get clean. When you say “nozzle douche,” do you mean a shower attachment or a bag with a hose? If you’re getting irritated so much that you bleed sometimes, I wonder if the flow is too strong. I use a shower attachment, which has a diverter valve which allows me to control the flow. I’ve been told a safe flow to avoid irritation is if you point the hose straight up in the air, you want about four inches of water coming out. I’ll do that for a short rinse first, expel, then turn down the flow and use poppers and watch porn to slowly fill up a few times. Weighing myself when empty and full helps. Using my dildo helps. Usually an hour of focused enemas will get the job done, but because I don’t like to do an enema without being aroused, I take my time and watch porn, which often lengthens the process to 1.5-2 hours. I’m attached to a female right now, so the only cock I’m getting is my dildo. But it’s a big Vixskin Outlaw, 9 inches insertable and it gets past my sigmoid sphincter. The process above is almost always good enough to get me clean enough to stretch out for that monster.

So true. Some of the dirtiest sluttiest faggots I have ever fucked try their best to look like good boys but I could tell as soon as I saw them that this faggot is not only a huge bottom but a cumdumpster. I saw @gangbangsuperstar and @LittleCumSewer around the city a few times before I fucked that whore and I could tell within seconds "that faggot takes loads". As you said it's partly the way they dress (especially when they dress like a female hooker) their queen voice and that look that screams "I'M A BAREBACK CUMDUMP" There are a few whores on here like that

5. Taken Home James woke up Thursday morning. He checked his mail, and he was surprised to see an e-mail from Mitchell. It was a link to a digital representation contract. "Think it over. I'll need a decision early next week." He had only a slight bit of guilt over the blowjob. Mitchell's cock had been amazing. His eyes were still sore, after two loads of cum in them. He had gotten some eye drops on the way back from Mitchell's, but they hadn't done much. He looked at them in the mirror; they were bloodshot from the foreign fluids. He put on some work-out clothes and went to a gym he had seen around the corner. He hadn't worked out in a week, and was just vain enough to worry about it. He was mindful of money; this week had been non-stop spending, and he hoped that Mitchell might be able to find at least a small job for him soon. But, a gym was necessary; he wasn't a model, but he wasn't bad looking. The gym was quiet on a Thursday morning, and the lone attendant was more than happy to sign him up for a month's trial membership. James tried not to stare; he was model-handsome, and perfectly worked out. He wondered if the trainer was gay, and wondered if he even had a chance with him. Unfortunately, the paperwork went by quickly, and James had to do the workout. It was a legs and glutes, and he pushed himself hard. He hadn't been fucked much before; Eric thought it was dirty. Guys online told him he had a great ass, and the few time he had done it, it had felt so good. By the time he finished his workout, the trainer was working with a woman. James went home, and spent some time working on his body and hair. He shaved off the stubble from the past few days, then trimmed his pubes and chest hair a bit. He was a hairy boy; the one time he had shaved it all off, he looked like he was only fourteen. Before long, it was evening. He had seen an ad for a club on the street earlier, it had a Thursday special: two for one drinks. He got prepared, and then it was just a short ride away. There was enough of a line to get his interest aroused, and as he walked down to the end, the guys he could see were all hot, from twink boys, all the way through muscle daddies. The line moved quickly, and soon he was inside. The club was dark and loud; the dance floor was packed. He got his drinks, downing one quickly for courage, and taking his time with the second. When he finished, he got on the dance floor. It felt great to lose himself in the music, and feel the men press their bodies against him. Then one of the men pressed himself much more insistently against James's body, and then grabbed his ass. "I've been wondering all day what this felt like," he said. The voice was familiar. James turned around, and it was the trainer from the gym. "I'm Tim," he said. "James." "I remember. And these do feel very good." "Thanks," James said. The two men smiled at each other. Tim was a bit taller than James, with dark brown hair, and several day's stubble on his face. He was in the last of his twenties, confident and sure of himself. He made the first move, leaning in and kissing James. The two men made out for a several seconds, before the music got each of them moving. They danced together for several more songs, getting sweaty in densely packed dance floor. Once more, Tim made the move. "I live around the corner. Wanna go back to my place?" "Sure," James said, giving Tim another kiss. "Great. Come." Tim grabbed James's hand, squeezing it, then threaded his way through the crowd to the exit. Once outside, the night was still warm. The two men walked the block to Tim's place, their sweat still dripping from their skin. Once inside, Tim guided James to the bathroom. "Let's take a shower. Get this sweat off us." He turned on the shower, and stripped down. James also took off his clothes. "Fuck," Tim said. "Sexy little otter." James blushed, he still felt a little self conscious about being naked, and his cock was getting rapidly hard. Tim watched, and laughed. "You're not a little otter at all." He grabbed James, and pulled him into the shower. His body was warm and hard against his. James realized they didn't have to be quiet. They didn't have to keep this a secret. It was very liberating, and he pushed his tongue into Tim's mouth. "Damn, you are hot," Tim said, between kisses. Between them, both men's cocks were lengthening and stiffening. "Thanks. You too." James reached down, and felt Tim's cock. It was already too big to wrap his hand around. "Fuck, that's big." "Don't worry." Tim said. "I'll take my time with you." Tim spun the boy around so that he faced the shower head. He knelt between his legs, and buried his face into James's ass. The boy yelped twice, once in surprise, then a much slower one, a yelp of pleasure. "OH FUUCK," James grunted. He had never felt a tongue on his ass hole before, and it felt amazing. Tim took his time, carefully stretching and relaxing the boy's hole, first with his tongue, followed by a finger and then two, before Tim paused. "Let's go to the bedroom," he said. The two toweled off slowly, constantly getting interrupted by kissing each other. Finally, they made it to the bed, James on his back, legs spread, with Tim and his massive dick kneeling between them. Tim applied lube to James's hole and his cock. Just as he was lining up, James stopped him. "Do you have a condom?" he asked. Tim's expression changed suddenly. It was clear that the question annoyed him, and James regretted asking it. But at the same time, he knew he had to be safe. "No," Tim said. "I don't. I'm on prep, so it's not a big deal." "Prep? What?" Tim started to smile again. "It's safe. It prevents HIV. So I can't get infected. And I can't pass it on to you." James's cock was hard as a rock, and his ass was throbbing. He wanted to get fucked so badly. "You're sure it's safe?" "Absolutely," Tim said. "I take it every day. And I get tested every three months as well." "I guess it's ok," James said. "Just don't cum in me." "Of course," Tim said, planning nothing of the sort. He pushed his cockhead into James's hole. There was no rubber on his cock, and he could feel the warmth and wetness of James's ass. "Ohhhh, fuuuuck," he moaned. "Oh damn! That feels amazing!" James grunted. He had never been fucked raw before, and he knew he would never fuck safe ever again. James could feel every ridge, every vein on Tim's cock. He had never felt this connected with his partner, and he wanted every fat inch of Tim's cock. "Fuck me," he grunted. "Of course," Tim said. He pushed the full length of his dick into James. The boy yelped for a second, but it was quickly replaced with a moan of pleasure. "You feel so good," Tim said. "You too," James replied. The two men kissed deeply, as Tim continued to fuck James's hole. The younger man loved the feeling of the thick cock inside him. Although he was still afraid, it was hard to deny how good the raw cock felt inside him. "It feels so good raw." "Is this your first time barebacking?" "Yeah," James said. "I've not gotten fucked that much, actually." Tim's cock twitched. There was something hot about James's slutty innocence, and he wanted to be part of the effort to defile the boy. Any doubt in his mind about cumming in James's hole disappeared. He knew that it would be easy to get James to come around to his thinking as well. "You feel so good. It's hard not to drip pre-cum." "Yeah? You're dripping?" James was lost in the heat of passion and hadn't thought through the implications. Tim did nothing to help him. "Fuck yeah. Always do when I'm fucking a hot hole like yours." "The prep? It means you can't catch it?" "Right. And I was tested earlier this week." "Um, would you," James started. Tim didn't say anything. He knew what was going to come next, and what would cum after that. "Would you cum inside me?" Tim leaned in and kissed James. "When the time comes, yes. But I want to enjoy this first." The two kissed some more. Then talked more. Then kissed more. But throughout it, Tim's cock slowly fucked James's hole. They were edging closer and closer, until Tim couldn't hold back. "I'm going to cum," he said. "Please," James said. It had been over an hour of fucking, and James was feeling it. His ass was getting tender, but he wanted to feel Tim's load. "Fuck me. Cum in me." "Fuck yeah boy," Tim grunted, slamming his dick deep into James. He held it there, as his cock twitched and spasmed. "FUUCK YEAH," he grunted, as his cock unloaded into James's guts. Another spurt, another visceral grunt. "I'm CUMMING IN YOU," marked the third spurt. Tim was slamming his cock in and out, wiping down the full length of James's asshole with his seed. "Give it to me," James moaned, wrapping his legs around Tim's torso, holding Tim's spermy dick in his ass. "Fill me up." "FUCK YEAH," Tim grunted another time. And then another. Tim's dick slid in and out easily now; the entire chute lubricated with sperm. "Oh fuck, thank you," James said. "That was amazing."

PART 11 There I stood, naked from the waist down in only a T-shirt. My legs were still a little rubbery from balancing myself while the last guy had fucked me. And my dick was still rock hard. The adrenaline and endorphins kicking thru my 18 year old body, combined with the raunch of where I was with all this porn and the smell of cum all around me, knowing guys are getting off in the booths around me, was almost too much to take. My senses had long since gone to overload. It was like being starving and then getting to eat at the best buffet you could imagine. And even though my legs felt like jelly and my hole was already a little sore, I couldn’t shut it off, that feeling of needing cock and cum. And now here I was, with multiple loads already in me, standing naked in front of a total stranger. Thru the glare off the screen I could get a decent look at him as we sized each other up. He was definitely in his 40’s and tall, really tall. And very thin. He was mostly balding and had his hair cropped very short, which combined with his mustache just made him extra hot to me. This time it was me thst closed the distance as I reached out and stroked his cock thru his pants. “Still hungry?” He whispered. Without a word he tugged my shirt off and then he slipped his shirt off and his pants. We were both totally nude in the booth. And now seeing him naked, I just wanted him more. He had to be st least 6 4” and something about how thin he was just made him sexier. And then there was his cock. It was gorgeous. He was more than half hard already and I could see a perfect cut cock, at least 8 inches with a nice prounounced head and just the slightest upward arch along the thick shaft. And his massive balls hung low as they sagged below. I began to slide to my knees but he stopped me. “Turn around boy. Bend over and show me that ass,” he whispered in my ear as he spun me around. I put my knees up against the bench and spread myself wide for him. I could sense as he slid down on his knees, putting his face level with my ass. “Fuck yeah” he whispered, “look at that hole. All that cum. Fucking hot boy.” I responded by trying to spread even wider and pushing my ass out. I felt him gripping my ass cheeks and then his beard as it brushed my ass cheek. And then he was rimming my hole, even more than that, he was devouring it. I bucked uncontrollably as he held me in place. I am sure I made noise as I gasped and sighed as my body shuddered while he made love to my hole with his mouth. The way he teased and licked and literally fucked my hole with his tongue was almost beyond what I could take. It felt so good, and with my hands holding me up, my hard cock just swayed in the air leaking precum as I ground my ass back. Then he was up and I could feel him as he bent over me. I felt his hot breath against my neck as he spoke to me. “How old are you boy?” I whispered my age back. “18 and in an adult book store getting fucked. And taking loads. You horny little fucker.” “It’s my first time here. I just... I really like getting fucked and the guys didn’t want to use condoms so I...” i drifted off, unsure what to say. The whole time I could feel his cock resting in my ass crack, driving me crazy. “I don’t like condoms either.” He whispered as he breathed hot and heavy in my ear. “That’s ok. I don’t... I don’t like them either. You can cum in me.” I whispered urgently, my need for cock overpowering me. “Yeah. You fucking like having a guy cum in you don’t you? I have a huge load for you. Do you want it? Do you want me to cum in you?” He asked as he grinded against my hole. “Yeah. I fucking want it please. You can cum in me please.” I practically begged. And now his hand was down there and I felt the pressure of that hard cock as it forced my hole open. “Yeah open up for me. Open up that hole.” He whispered as he drove his cock into me. I concentrated on relaxing my hole as he worked it open. With all the cum me cocks I had already taken, it wasn’t long before my hole blossomed for him and he began to fuck me harder. Leaning over me again he whispered “what’s your boy?” I managed to whimper out my name. “Chris, you have such a hot right hole. I want to fuck it again. I’m gonna leave you my number to call me when you need more cum. Do you want my cum? Want me to cum inside you Chris?” “Please. Please cum inside me. I want it. I want it so badly.” I did beg this time. “It’s such a big load Chris. My balls make so much cum. I want to flood you so bad. Is it ok that I have hiv?” He whispered in my ear. An electric jolt went thru me. I had a an hiv oositive cock inside me. A really big cock that was hitting me so deep and felt so good. And that breath against my neck and in my ear and the feel of his hands pulling my hips back to meet his body. My body made the decision for me. “It’s ok.” I whispered so quietly I wasn’t sure he heard me. Then he kissed my neck. “I’m gonna give you my load in a few seconds Chris. And I’ll be in you forever. You want that fucking cum Chris? Want me to shoot my load inside you?” He said thru clenched teeth. “Please! I want it I want it I want your cum.” And I did. I was pushing back bf when he gripped my hips extra tight I pushed back hard to make sure that cock was as deep in my guts as it could be when the first jets of cum pulsed out of the head. “Fuck yeah, take it chris. Take that fucking load.” He grunted as he bucked and jabbed his cock deeper with each throb of his cock. I clenched and pulled at his cock with my hole, trying to milk every drop out. As his orgasm subsided and he came down, he slowly slid out of me. We were both silent as we dressed. Then he handed me a piece of paper. “That’s my number Chris . My place is only a few minutes away. When that hole needs more cum, you call me, ok?” Taking the paper I nodded. Looking closely at me, es asked quietly, “are you ok with that poz cum inside you right now Chris? No regrets?” I was nervous as hell but I wasn’t regretting it. “No...I... i liked it.” He smiled and ruffled my hair. “Don’t make me wait for that hole. I want it again. Soon! And call anytime. No matter what time it is, when you want my special cum, you just call Rich” And then the door was open and he was out and the door closed again. I wasn’t sure my legs would work to get me to the parking lot. Finally, I took a deep breath and opened the door and walked out. As I wobbled out, the clerk looked at me and winked. I had been there over an hour and had taken four loads. And Ted.... he had told me he had hiv and I still couldn’t stop. And now I had his number. He was so hot. Safe in my car, the reality hit me and I got the shakes a little. I was 18 and had just had unprotected sex it’s four guys and one for sure has hiv. And Ted was so hot and his cock as perfect. And when he can his cock throbbed so hard it felt like it must be pumping jets of cum. And he told me to call anytime. Like he knows I can’t resist him. All of this rushed thru my head. And I knew even then, I was gonna call ted. It was just a matter of how long i could hold out. And the bookstore, oh I was going to be there a lot.

PART 10 I backed up towards the bench, as the new stranger in my booth turned his back to me and fed a few tokens into the booth’s machine til a gay porn appeared on the screen. Now, he turned and faced me. He was taller than me and thin, with a mustache. It was hard to tell in the dark, but he was 35, maybe 40? After looking to the door to make sure it was locked, he slid off his shoes and then his pants and underwear, so he was naked for the waist down. He walked over to me and grabbed at my shirt and pulled it up and over my head, tossing it on the bench. Next my shorts were pulled down and thrown on the bench. I was naked in the booth. I looked down to see an already hard cock, long with a big mushroom head and low hanging balls that swung freely. “You like getting fucked don’t you” he whispered. I just nodded. “How many guys have fucked you so far?” He asked. “Two” i whispered back. “Turn around and show me your hole.” He whispered. I immediately spun around and spread my legs wide and bent over, using the bench to brace my knees and the wall to lean into. I felt his hands grip my cheeks and spread me wider. Then the roughness of his beard as it grazed the inside of my ass cheeks. Then his tongue as it licked and stabbed and swirled around my asshole. I gasped and moaned and bucked my hips as he teased my sensitive hole with his mouth. Finally coming up for air I felt hi leaning over me as he whispered “they came inside you.” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement of fact. I felt hi lining up his cock as he pushed and I felt that pressure and then the sharp pain as it gave and three inches of cock slid into me. I focused on relaxing as he worked into me. He was aggressive but not trying to hurt me. I clenched my jaw as my hole began to relax and take his cock. He wasn’t the thickest but he was long and soon he was fucking me deep and giving me long strokes. My hard cock would hit my belly once in a while as he fucked me harder and harder. I didn’t need to touch it. The feelings in my hole were completely satisfying. I could hear his breathing getting quicker and his pumping get erratic and focused on pushing back. With a deep thrust and a grunt, he pumped load number three into me, as he collapsed over me. I felt his cock throb as he worked to make sure he had pumped out all of his sperm into my guts. I ground back into him greedily, wanting to make sure he gave me every drop. “Hungry little slut” he whispered laughing. Without a word, he slid out and quckly dressed. I was so weak kneed, I just slid into the bench and managed to get my T-shirt on. As I caught my breath, he straightened up, slid open the lock and with a quick open and shut was out the door. The porn played on, as some guy got his giant cock sucked by another hot guy. I sat, still naked from the wAist down, in my T-shirt with my shorts draped over my lap. My cock was still hard, my hole was tender, but the sounds and that smell... that smell of cum and sex, just wouldn’t let go of me. I told myself to get up and lock he door, to give myself a moment to collect myself and then get going. I had gotten fucked three times in the last thirty minutes or so. I am definitely going to get up and lock the door. In one minute. I had two reasons for that. One to give my legs a chance to stop shaking from being bent over like that over and over. And two, and I didn’t want to admit it, but I thought maybe I will give it one minute and if nobody comes in, then I really can lock the door and leave. The gay porn was playing loud and clear, so anyone outside it knew what I was watching. I was still naked from the waist down. And I was about to get up and lock the door. I had almost begun to stand up when I heard it. It was definitely getting louder and closer, the sound of a person walking, shoes sliding on the hallway floor, then pausing outside my door. I could see the shadow of someone from the edge under the door. That almost nauseating bundle of nerves and fear and excitement hit me, as I watched the door knob slowly start to turn. He didn’t hesitate. He just slid in and closed the door, quickly locking it behind him, before turning to face me. And as I looked at him, I decided immediately not to be shy. Not for this guy. And I quickly pulled my shorts off my lap and stood up to offer myself for his inspection. And even though I’d already been there and my hole was well used, this guy had relit my fire. He was hot. And please I thought to myself, please want to fuck me.

Been barebacking for 10 year and was diagnosed with HIV in 2018

Part 43 　 As we were coming down from our orgasms, I glanced over towards Hank. He was just groaning out his release of his toxic cum into the boyfriend of the guy who had just fucked me and I was pretty certain that new guy was going to join the poz club soon. His gaping hole was visible from where I lay and was dripping poz cum and Randy, the stripper was just walking up and had a huge hard on and his mammoth cock was ready to inject another load into that previously neg hole. As Randy got ready to ram his cock into the guy, he all at once, held up, and drove his fingers in first. He just rammed them hard and almost destroyed the poor guys hole while dragging his nails on the way out. He did this several times and I could see blood starting to flow and the guy was almost in tears. Then Randy rammed his mammoth cock in deep in one hard thrust, telling the guy, you are definitely going home with HIV tonight now. He then started to just plainly assault the guys hole, which had to tear it even more. The poor guy was whimpering but seemed to be getting almost as much pleasure out of it as pain. He was gasping for breath, also. I was so intent on watching that hole destruction, I didn't notice that Hank had crawled up between my, still wide open legs, and then all at once he stuck his cock into my dripping hole deep. I almost jumped clear off of the couch I was on. He clamped his lips to mine and his tongue invaded my mouth as he started to stroke his cock in and out of my hole. I was totally into it almost immediately and was pushing my ass back onto him on every in thrust, trying to get him deeper and deeper into me. Since Hank had cum already a couple of times that evening, I knew I was in for a long session of my hole being used. We pushed and pulled and caressed each other, over and over again. We almost broke the couch down as it was creaing under us from the pounding. Almost an hour went by before I could feel Hank's cock start to grow and get even harder and I knew he was almost ready to cum. My own cock was twitching and tickling me and I knew I was close also. Another couple of minutes later and I was yelling, I am cumming and my cock spurted and Hank told me my ass was squeezing his cock and he was going to explode and then did, erupting deep inside me and spilling me with his highly toxic cum. OMG, another load of HIV in me, I had now lost count, but wow what magnificent sex. I glanced at the clock and it was almost midnight now.

Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks. Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing. There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces. There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom. "Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole. "Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too." They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices. "Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?" I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails. The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built. "Been before?" Asked the old man next to me. "Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours" He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!" I blushed and nodded. "Both of them." He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!" They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over. "Let's have a look,then." I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole. "He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon." The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap. "I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit." They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest. Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough. "That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me. The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man. "Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna." He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off. "Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides. After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two. Then he left. I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions. "Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful that time!" I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust. The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand. "You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?" I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs. "Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you? With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum. "Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.