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1. Questionnaires James woke up to hear his phone chiming. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was. He was in his apartment, but he didn't remember coming back. He tried to move, and discovered every muscle in his body was sore. Painfully, he reached down. His stomach was sticky with sweat and lube, and his dick was soft and limp. Bit of the night started to return to him. Conrad fucking him, as he begged Conrad to stop. Strangers fucking him as he cried in agony. Conrad laughing as he whimpered in pain. He had been nothing to these men, and they treated him like the faggot he was. He reached around, and gingerly explored his asshole with a finger. It was tender. He gasped, and learned that his throat was as sore as his asshole. Another memory returned. This time, his head was off the side of a bed, and a thick black cock was buried in his throat. It was deep enough that it choked off his oxygen. He had tried to push it away; that only got his arms tied down. He was shivering now, not so much cold as he was terrified. Conrad lived only a few doors down. He couldn't stop remembering the sound of Conrad's laugh. When he had gagged, Conrad had just laughed that much harder. Finally, he forced himself to look at the phone. The message was from Mitchell. "Audition for you tomorrow. I'll e-mail details." James tried to speak. He could barely get out a word, his throat was so sore. There was no way he could audition tomorrow in his current state. "Really bad sore throat," he wrote back. "Can barely talk." "Let me see what I can do," Mitchell texted back. James tried to stretch out his muscles; he found new areas of tenderness. There were bruises on his wrist, where he had struggled against the restraints. He had been blindfolded; the man fucking his hole had paused. The unknown man whispered in his ear. "Turns me on. Watching you struggle like that." He tried to forget what had happened next. "I want you to see my doctor," Mitchell texted. "14:00," he said, and gave an address. James looked at his phone. It was already 12:30. He forced himself out of bed, forcing himself to ignore the pain. He took a shower, and washed away the accumulated sweat, lube, spit, and cum. He felt a bit better, until he looked in the mirror. There were some light bruises on his face; he couldn't remember when he had gotten them. A further exploration of his body revealed some welts on his ass, and bruises around his ankles as well. He was numb. He hated himself, hated what he felt, hated that he had let it happen to him. He put on his clothes, and called an Uber. The office was a nondescript building in a nondescript commercial district. He went to the second floor office and walked in. There were four seats in the waiting area, only one was occupied by a muscular older man. He went to the receptionist. He was a slim Latino, and James found himself imagining the possibilities with the older man and Latino. "Hi. I'm Jim, James," he said, catching himself. The receptionist looked up; he had a thick, trimmed beard. James stuttered for a moment. "I've, I've, I've got an appointment." "Oh yes. Mitchell had booked it." He pulled out a clipboard and handed it to him. "Can you just fill this out before the doctor sees you?" He motioned for James to take a seat. As James sat across from the bearded older man, he looked him over. He was good looking, and there was an unmistakable bulge in his jeans. Unfortunately, the man caught him staring, and smiled. James quickly glanced away and sat down. James tried to focus on the questionnaire, despite feeling the man's eyes on him. He read the first question. "In the past 48 hours, how many sexual partners have you had?" There were two columns of answers, one labeled "Receptive" and "Insertive." For each, there were just four options, "None," "One," "Two," and "Three or more." James circled his answers. "Three or more" for getting fucked, and none at all for fucking. He moved on to the next questions. "What forms of safer sex did you use, if any." Again, there were options, but only one applied to James. "None." James started on the next question, "What of the following have you done in the past six months?" He started to check off some of the options. He had used "party drugs," as the survey put it. He had sex with strangers. He had been restrained. The last one made him cause. "Sex without your consent (Raped)." He remembered how he had begged Conrad to stop. He remembered how Conrad had laughed. "I need to cum," he said. "That's all you need to worry about." His ass throbbed at the memory; he wasn't sure if he was horrified or aroused by it. He checked the box. But before he could go to the next page, the door opened, and two men walked out. He immediately recognized Tiago; this time in a shirt and tie, wearing a white lab coat and a stethoscope. He was followed by a young black man. He was wearing black pants and under the blue polo shirt, James could see the muscles ripple with each move. "I wondered if it was you," Tiago said. Tiago smiled, and James knew that even if his memory of the time with Tiago was fuzzy, Tiago's memory was crisp and clear. "This is my intern, Fabien," he said, introducing the young man next to him. He was at most a year or two older than James. James went to stand up; he realized he was about six inches taller than Fabien. "Don't worry," Tiago said. He turned to Fabien. "You want to finish up the questionnaire with him?" "Sure," Fabien said. He took the clipboard, and read the answers. He turned to James. "All bottom, huh?" "Yeah," James stammered. He tried not to meet Fabien's eyes. He had all the answers right in front of him. "And all bareback, too?" Fabien asked. Tiago was standing, watching, nodding his head. James caught the stranger staring at him, and smiling. He adjusted his dick in his jeans; James could see the stranger's cock was massive. "Yeah," James stammered. He didn't want this interview to happen where anyone could see it. "You said drugs," Fabien continued. "Which ones?" Fabien wasn't even trying to keep his voice down. Even the Latino receptionist had stopped shuffling papers, and was listening. "Uh..." The entire room was focused on him. "Weed?" Fabien asked. James nodded. "GHB?" James nodded again. "Tina?" James nodded a third time. He couldn't stand to look at the stranger again, much less Fabien or Tiago. "Anything else?" He remembered Conrad telling him to snort something. "He called it vitamin K?" "That's a bunch," Fabien said. He looked at the clipboard. His eye fell on the last one. "Let's go back," he said, turning to Tiago. "Yeah," he said. "Let's go," Tiago said, helping James to his feet. "We can talk more." As the two men led James back to an examination room, James heard the stranger ask the receptionist. "You've got his number, right?" "Hell yeah," the receptionist said, as the Fabien shut the door.

My Boy’s Double Breeding My boy and I love to share his holes with other guys, preferably raw. I just love seeing other guy’s breed him, especially if we know that they’re POZ or didn’t stop to ask their status. I’d say I’m there nearly every time he takes a stranger’s load, but he surprised me one day last summer with some fresh cum dripping out of his ass after a run. My boy went out for his jog one Saturday morning. He was gone a bit longer than usual. I’d planned on having breakfast ready when he got back, but he seemed to be taking a while. I knew I shouldn’t be worried, so I didn’t bother texting him. I figured I’d finish the eggs when he got back while he was showering off. About twenty minutes later, my boy came in the front door, panting, grinning, and dripping with sweat. His shirt was tucked into the back of his spandex shorts and I gave him a big hug and a kiss on his sweaty lips. He melted into me, moaning. I slid my hands down to his ass and he pulled away and winked. As he headed to the bathroom, he looked back and me and grabbed his shirt, revealing his shapely buns in their spandex. I saw a dark streak in the crack of his shorts. I raised my eyebrow and followed him to the shower. He stripped down and showed me his sexy ass, spreading his cheeks. As he bent over the edge of the tub, I saw a glob of cum ooze out of his puffy hole. My boy was proud of himself. I leaned forward and lapped it up. ‘Fresh cream?’ He giggled and moaned as I lapped at his slutty freshly fucked hole. Turns out, he’d taken a different route through the park today and saw a handsome stranger leaning against a tree. He told me everything as I ate his cummy hole. He made an extra loop and passed by the man again, this time with a buddy standing together. When he ran by again, he pulled his shirt up over his head and slowed down, sliding his hands down his tight abs into his shorts. One of the guys winked and gestured to the bushes. My boy ran a few steps ahead of them and leaned against a tree, pulling his shorts down below the cleft of his ass. Without even looking around, one guy whipped a big hard cock out and slid right in, raw. The other guy was whispering filthy things, ‘take that raw dick, slut!’ ‘You want that load, don’t you?’ My boy just moaned approval. The other guy had whipped his dick out too, and my boy saw a telltale biohazard tattoo peeking out of his pubes as he jerked off. The wanker was about to cum, but the guy pounding my boy didn’t want to stop, so he aimed his dick at my boy’s lower back and shot his load where gravity would deliver it to its rightful home. The extra lube and fucking that POZ load was too much for the top stranger to take and he fired his load deep into my boy’s ass. Before my boy could catch his breath, the men were gone. My boy tucked his shirt into his pants to cover the seed oozing out of him and headed right back to me, eager to share his fresh deposits. I got so hot I couldn’t help but spit some of the cum I’d been savoring in my mouth onto my dick and jammed myself into my boy’s freshly bred hole. It only took me a few moments to add my load to those already simmering in his guts. We showered together and ate breakfast. I knew next Saturday we’d go jogging together.

I sat there in my chair, one of many arranged in a circle in some badly lit room at the community support center. 19 years old, 5’6”, dirty blond shaggy hair and 120 pounds of barely even muscled twink. The counselor thanks the last guy for sharing his traumatic experience and motions for me to stand and introduce myself. I stand and clear my throat. “Err hi? My names Tom, I’m 19 and I guess I’m here to talk about what happened to me last month…” One month earlier I’d had sex with guys before but I was always the top, until I let my best friend fuck me earlier this year. It changed everything. If I had known that bottoming was so great I would have done in years ago and if my friends 4 inch dick could feel that good I wanted something bigger and better. I bought myself a plastic vibrator and a bottle of amyl, it got deeper much deeper than my friend but somehow just wasn’t the same. After reading a lot of sex stories online I decided what I needed was to go to a bathhouse, the hottest stories were over guys roughly taking dick after dick, I jerked it multiple times over the bareback stories but I wasn’t going to risk anything like that. I wasn’t out as gay yet so I needed a place I wouldn’t get caught out, after checking squirt for a good place to go, I found a sauna that looked fairly discreet and one or two guys mentioned stealth in the comments. Seemed like the best place to go unnoticed. 3 hours later after a deep clean, I nervously walked up to the 4 story matte black building, pushed open the large red door and made my way upstairs. The man behind the glass window looked me up and down before asking for ID, after giving me another look he passed it back. ‘Room or locker? Lockers $15 and rooms $40, first time?’ ‘Uhh yeah, do I need a room?’ The guy smirked, ‘no you don’t NEED a room but it makes things easier’. I just shrugged and pulled out $40. ‘I’ll take a room then’ The guy gave me a key and towel and buzzed me through. ‘Find your locker and strip off, towels only past the locker room and your rooms on level 3 kid’, he called as the door closed behind me. The room smelt like the locker room at high school except for the addition of the amyl smell I’d come to know so well. I made my way through the dimly lit locker room and after copping a few odd glances and slap on the ass, I found my locker and started to strip off. Even the years or PE at high school never got me over the embarrassment of undressing in front of so many other guys. I definitely never got so many blatant stares as I stripped off my briefs and quickly wrapped myself in my towel. Clutching my towel around my waist in one hand and the bottle of amyl in the other, I followed a guy through the only other door in the locker room and into room with what looked like two hot tubs and a raised glass walled platform between them lined with showers so you could see the guys showering from the outside, beyond that both a wooden door marked SAUNA and a frosted door marked STEAM. I must have stopped walking as I noticed one guy with his hands on the shower glass as another fucked him from behind as a guy tapped me on the shoulder and asked in my ear, ‘First time kid?’ I made a girlish noise as I was shocked out of my staring, earning a few laughs from other guys in the room as I turned and looked at the guy. He was 6’1”, black and muscled with tattoos up his firm arms, chest and stomach, a guy straight from one of my favorite stories and very close. I don’t know how my face felt so hot when so much blood was rushing elsewhere. ‘Y…yeah, first time’. Holding up the key around my wrist like an idiot. The black god before me chuckled at my awkwardness and pushed my hand down after giving the key tag a glance, ‘Well how about I show you around and help you find your room? You look a bit nervous’. Putting his hand on the back on my shoulder and turning me towards the stairs, we were half way to across the tiled floor before it occurred to me to reply, my mind occupied with keeping the folds of my towel over the erection inside. ‘Thanks, that would help, um.. my names Tom’. ‘Nobody uses real names here kid, if you make the right impression someone might give you a name but otherwise we don’t care’ he said sternly as he half pushed me up the stairs. ‘Wet area back down there, dark rooms and glory holes on this level. You should check them out before we find your room, perfect for first timers.’ I nodded dumbly as he led me through the dim hall ways, my wide eyes drawn to the other guys walking past in towels, some over their shoulders, some with not a towel in sight. Coming up to a line of doors we stopped and he turned me to face him. ‘Ever sucked a cock kid?’. ‘Yeah a few’, nervousness twisting my stomach at the chance to suck the dick of such a hot guy. ‘Good, start in here’ He said opening a one of the doors to reveal a small dark booth with dim red bulb providing enough light to reveal a foot long slit cut in the wall about head height. ‘You need to calm down kid, lock yourself in here and suck some dick, you wanna stop being so nervous right? This will help, but you gotta give me your key and towel so I can take them up to your room’. It sounded reasonable so I stepped inside, unwrapping myself and handing over my key, towel and amyl. He refused the amyl saying, ‘No you wanna keep that, take long deep sniffs. Come on take one now, no not like a pussy, longer kid, until you can’t take in any more’. I did as I was told, my head and chest feeling hot and my head a little dizzy. ‘yeah that’s right, keep that shit up when you can and make sure you suck whatever comes through that hole, you’ll love it trust me. Lock the door and I’ll knock when I get back’. And the was gone, the door closing and leaving me in the dark space. With shaking fingers I latched the door and turned to see the door close in the other room and a barely lit crotch press up against the hole, I stepped up to the hole, swallowing the lump in my throat and gently took the hard shaft jutting from the wall. Berating myself for being such a pussy and reminding myself that this is the stuff I came for, like in the stories. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the guys cock. I started sucking and bobbing my head, hearing the guys on the other side moan and grunt his needs. ‘Yeah man’, ‘That’s good’ and ‘Watch the teeth’ before his cock throbbed and with a loud ‘Fuck yeah’ came in my mouth, 5 spurts and a gulp later, the cock pulled away and the guy left. Less than a minute later another man stepped into the booth, latched the door and stepped up to the slit. This guy was short but his cock was much longer. Taking hold of his shaft with both hand I began to stroke the biggest cock I’d even seen, marveling at the fact it was long enough to fill both my palms. ‘Stop fucking playing and suck it man’ He growled from the other side. Startled but turned on my the aggressive attitude I took his cock in my mouth and began sucking. ‘Come on take it deeper’. I tried to take more of his dick, but kept gagging every time he hit the back of my throat. I pulled away coughing, uncapping the amyl I took another deep sniff, the guys kneeling to look through the hole. ‘Shit man your young, yeah take another hit, that’s right. Come here and let’s see if you can take more’. By now my head was spinning as I recapped the bottle and stepped forward, the man on the other side reached through the slit and guided my head back to his dick, clutching a handful of hair on the back of my head and ramming it down my throat. I dropped the bottle and slammed my hands up against the divider, my forehead slamming up against the sides on the wooden slit as I gagged around the cock trying to force it’s way even deeper. My eyes watered as I tried to push back, the attempt just making the pain of pulled hair worse as he just gripped tighter. With a final shove, my chin pressed against his balls, my throat spasming around the guys member as I struggled to both breath and push away. ‘Fuck yeah, that’s more like it. Come on start sucking and breath through your fucking nose’. Using my hair for leverage he pulled my head back enough for me to suck in some air through my nose before forcing me back down to start gagging again, then repeated the action and setting up a rhythm. Hands pressed against the smooth black painted wood I struggled and gagged against the treatment, breathing when I could and tears running down my cheeks. The hair in his grip hurting with every pull but hurting less if I didn’t struggle against it, a constant string of verbal abuse getting more and more forceful as he worked himself closer to climax with my throat. ‘Yeah suck it faggot’, ‘Take my fucking dick’, ‘ Fucking gonna rape that throat’, ‘Gonna nut, take it cunt’. With 3 final sharp thrusts, not allowing me another breath he held my head down against the partition as his cock hardened further and throbbed, spewing his load down my throat. Desperate for air I started pounding on the wall, yet still he held me there, hard cock lodged down my throat until with a last throb he roughly pulled himself free and released my hair. I fell back and rolled over as a coughed and spluttered, his load running out my nose as I continued to cough and struggle to drawn in more air. Just then I heard a knock on the door and my guide called out, ‘Sounds like your done in there, come on out kid. I wanna show you the dark room’. To be continued..

The next one got a little long, so I broke it up into two parts... ------------ Paying Our Dues, Part 1 I kept walking by the dining table that now had a paper sack containing my prescription as a centerpiece. It was still stapled shut and the long receipt was folded and sitting alongside. Some days I would chuckle and doubt I would ever open it up and other times I'd remember what made me go on meds last time. "It wasn't time, yet" I told myself. A few nights after I had been down to Dragonboy's place I was sitting on the couch watching a really bad horror flick on TV. I'd smoked a few joints so it seemed a lot better than it really was. Funnier, anyway. In the movie, a cop jumped out of his squad car and started fighting the zombies. The cop immediately reminded me of Carlos. "Fuck!" I yelled out. If I put Carlos off much longer I was going to be hearing him knocking at the door. I grabbed my phone and sent a message off to collegeboy - "remember cop @ park?" It didn't take long and he replied "omg why". I sent back "remember deal?" "fuck" he answered. "u will b" I replied, chuckling and hoping he was the only one getting fucked. I rummaged around and found the card Carlos gave me when he caught us in the park. I had never bothered to look at it before and the only thing on it was an email address and a phone number. And maybe a cum stain or two. I picked up my phone and was about to call him but I realized I needed to know when collegeboy was going to be available. A few messages back and forth gave me some times he could meet up and satisfy Carlos. I dialed the number, not knowing what he really wanted. All I knew was that he hadn't forgotten and it was probably not a good idea to piss him off. It went to voicemail and I left a message - "Hey. This is Craig. You gave me your card and wanted to meet me and my buddy. Give me a call back and we can set something up." I left him my cell number and set the phone down. It didn't take long and I got a call back. He was light on the details but Thursday night at eight I was to be over at his place with collegeboy, ready for action. Over the next couple days I had a few messages from collegeboy who seemed to be getting more nervous each time. "I'll be there. I won't let anything get too far out of hand" I told him. I'd also told him to be prepared, since I knew Carlos could get pretty rough and he should show up all prepped to get fucked hard. We met down in the lobby and caught an Uber to the address Carlos gave me. It turned out to be a nice 3 flat on a quiet side street with a tall black wrought iron fence outlining a well manicured small front lawn. I pressed the buzzer for apartment 'A', and the lock buzzed a few seconds later letting us in. When we got to the front door, another lock buzzed and we walked into the vestibule and over to door 'A'. The door slowly opened and Carlos stood there in a pair of worn jeans and black military boots. It had been a while since I had seen him out of uniform and if anything he looked even better than last time. His chest was chiseled with a light dusting of hair over each pec. A tribal scorpion tattoo hid among the fur on his left pectoral and a thin trail of fur led down past a very defined six pack into his jeans. His biceps bulged and the muscles tapered down to his wrist. I knew of a few fisting bottoms that would love to feel that forearm inside them, but most guys would be lucky to take much past his wrist. "Both of you, strip" he said as the door closed. While I wasn't much for taking orders, this one was one I did obey. Collegeboy neatly folded his clothes and placed them on top of his shoes by the door. I did the same, but mine weren't so neat. We followed Carlos over to a door and down the stairs into the basement. The open area had been divided into three sections, a storage area at the back, an office set up for gaming in the middle and a large bedroom area in the front. Carlos led us to the bedroom area and once there I realized it wasn't a bedroom at all. It had a bed, yes, but also had a large cage, metal wire shelves lined one wall with numerous plastic containers on every shelf and several strong eyelets were screwed into the reinforced ceiling joists. "What's your name?" Carlos asked with his best cop voice while looking at collegeboy. "Tim, sir" collegeboy replied meekly. Over the past few years I had made it a point to not learn the names of my hookups. Their screen name or some other nickname I gave them was good enough to get by since I was trying to follow my "don't get too close" mantra. Dragonboycn had become dragonboy, odyssey2002 became collegeboy, etc. Here I was, getting another bit closer to collegeboy. At least it wasn't my choice to find out his real name. "On the bed, Tim. On all fours. You know the drill" Carlos said, a little softer this time. Collegeboy climbed on the bed which was covered in a rubber sheet. I imagined that not a lot of sleeping had been done on the bed, except from an exhausted bottom, and the rubber sheet made cleanup easy after getting coated in lube and various bodily fluids. Tim looked really sexy once he was in position, crouched down with his ass high and hanging off the edge with his head nearly flat on the sheet. I was distracted looking at Tim and didn't realize that Carlos had pulled a metal chair over near the bed. When I realized it was there, it was a good six to eight feet away from collegeboy and on an angle so you could see his whole profile. "Have a seat, pozzer" Carlos said to me. I took a glance back at the chair and sat down on the wood seat and realized that it was very heavy and sturdy. My gaze was still on Tim, wondering what Carlos had in mind. "Put your hands behind you" Carlos said, this time in a calm, soothing voice. Before I had realized what I had done, the click of the metal handcuffs told me I had just made a huge mistake. "Damn, that was easier than I thought it would be. Guess you can be a good subbie if you need to be. I'll remember that" Carlos said with a sneer. As I started to object, Carlos wrapped a velcro strap around my left ankle and the chair leg. I tried to fight him off with my one free leg, but it was a losing battle and soon he had my right leg strapped on the other front chair leg. "Fuck!" I muttered and Carlos looked back at me, quietly laughing. He let out a loud whistle and I heard some feet scampering down the steps. Looking over, a naked hispanic guy about collegeboy's age, with long hair in a ponytail came around the corner. The guy came closer and I could see him better in the dim light. He had a sturdy leather collar with a ring on the front around his neck and numerous tattoos all over his arms and chest, a few I recognized as gang markings. His body was slender with little of the muscle definition Carlos had. The tail reached over halfway down his back and he had multiple piercings in each ear. "Boots, Juan" Carlos barked out and the guy hurried over and was on his knee untying the boots Carlos was wearing. Once untied, each boot was carefully removed and then the pair was set over near the foot of the stairs. Carlos removed his jeans followed by some tight black trunks, handing both of them over to Juan. Juan folded both and then placed them on a chair near the boots. Carlos walked in front of me, stroking his semi-hard cock and stopped a few feet away. I remembered his cock - it was the thing that drew us together all those years ago. We had the same length, the same girth, and both of us were uncut with the foreskin overhanging just slightly. It was like we were fucking ourselves. I ended up fucking him more than he did me, but that's the way I wanted it. Once the novelty of feeling what my bottoms felt wore off, which was very quick, I realized I was strictly a top. Carlos looked at Juan and pointed at a spot next to me on the floor. "Kneel, boy" he commanded and Juan did exactly as he asked - kneeling on the floor with his hands held behind his back with imaginary cuffs. "Here's how this is gonna go. I'm gonna fuck your boy. Or is it boyfriend? I never pegged you for being a relationship kind of fag, but you two looked so cute jogging together over to the bushes to fuck, so maybe you are" he said. Carlos paused and then continued "Just like every guy in this city, I'm horned up and haven't been getting much other than nailing Juan here almost every day. I've pumped hundreds of loads into him over the past two years, proving those meds really do work 'cuz he's still neg as of yesterday. But, I need variety and as good as his straight ass is, I need someone new. That's where your boy comes in. If he'll take your charged up seed then he won't mind my medicated load." He stopped again and looked back and forth between collegeboy and I. He raised his eyebrows and looked disapprovingly at me and asked "I assume you're the one that knocked him up. Or did you whore him out to a bunch of your toxic buds?" "I did him" I replied coldly. "I'm sure you're proud of that too. Another notch on your bedpost. Well, that's the second part of this. Once I've done your boy, you get to use my boy. Juan here is a rescue. I own him now after saving him from the county jail where he was being raped all day long until one of the rival gang members tried to earn points for taking him out. He took a few stabs the first time and another two the second time before I gave him an offer he couldn't refuse. The judge seemed to agree with me that an ass that good couldn't go to waste. So, instead of doing his time in jail, he does it here. Everyone wins. He doesn't get killed in jail, I get a slave to do anything I want and the city gets one more gang member off the street" Carlos explained. I looked at Juan and the blank stare he had told me that the story was pretty much true. The only part that was missing was my involvement. Carlos could see my confusion and then said "I was looking for another way to bond him and me and when I found out you were pozzing Tim, I knew what it was. Juan is going to have the same bug inside him that I do. The one you so generously gave me without warning, letting me find out during my annual physical with the department doc. And as a bonus, since you told me Tim now likes to breed, he will get to add his strain to Juan's currently HIV-free body." My mind was buzzing trying to grasp the sick shit that Carlos was telling me. My dick was getting hard at the thought too. I wasn't sure if this was part one of a repeating scene where we fuck Carlos's sub until we know he is poz or if it was a one time gig. Carlos walked over behind Tim, spread his ass apart and spit on the tight hole. I knew it wasn't enough lube and I didn't know if collegeboy had pre-lubed before coming out tonight. The scream he yelled out when Carlos rammed his cock into Tim's ass told me he hadn't or at least not well enough. The fuck wasn't really all that different than my first fuck with collegeboy, but in that case I was doing it to give my bug the best chance of infecting him. Carlos just fucked hard because that's how he likes it. There were no short strokes getting longer until he was fully planted inside Tim's chute. The first plunge went half way and then every one after it were full strokes and sometimes more. I had always been impressed with collegeboy's stamina and ability to take a rough fuck without much complaint. But as I watched it now as an observer instead of as the top, I wanted Carlos to go easier on him. Carlos couldn't poz him again, so what was the point other than he was a sadistic fucker that loves to see his bottom in pain. After several minutes, he bent over Tim's back, pushing his shoulders the rest of the way to the bed as he relentlessly pounded his ass. I looked over and Juan still had that blank, emotionless stare in his eyes. I'm sure watching collegeboy get fucked gave him a new perspective on how he had been drilled the past two years by Carlos. As we watched, Carlos slowed down and pulled himself free of Tim's hole before tossing Tim's body on his side and then hoisting his legs over his shoulders. He slid in a lot easier this time and collegeboy let out a loud moan. Carlos looked over while he was drilling Tim and said "Suck him, boy." Juan immediately crawled over between my legs. My shaft was hard as a rock and Juan had his face buried in my crotch sucking the head into his mouth in only a few seconds. It was a decent blowjob, but I could tell it wasn't something he loved to do. "You like taking poz dick, boy?" Carlos asked Tim. "Hell, yes, sir. Too bad yours isn't toxic" collegeboy replied. It wasn't what Carlos wanted to hear and he slammed his dick in hard, making Tim stifle a scream. "You're going to be lucky to get any dick or ass soon. Once guys find out you're poz no one's gonna want to fuck you. Just the other poz guys and the clueless ones" Carlos said while he started fucking faster. After a few minutes, Carlos said "Shit, you're gonna stealth em all, just like your breeder." Tim didn't reply verbally, but I could see a smile on his face. Juan was bouncing on my cock, coating it with a lot of spit. I looked down his back and his butt looked so good. It was one of those small bubble butts that almost look like they're not real. Firm, smooth, with a nice gloss on it from the sweat. It was going to look good wrapped around my cock and the thought immediately made my cock start to drip. With my legs and hands bound, all I could do was watch, though. I looked up and saw Carlos slam in and grind his hips on collegeboy's ass. It was a move I did many times when I fucked Tim and was always rewarded with him trying to coax a load of cum out of my cock. Carlos growled and I was pretty sure Tim was doing the same thing to his cock. I even laughed quietly, but loud enough for Carlos to hear. "What's so fuckin funny?" Carlos barked out. I smiled and waited a moment before saying "He milked your cock really hard when you shoved into him just now, right?" "Yeah, what's it to you?" Carlos asked. "He may be young, but he knows how to get what he wants. Feels damn good too, but you're gonna be dumping your load in him soon whether you plan on it or not" I replied. "I do it when I want to" Carlos grunted out. I knew that collegeboy had him exactly where he wanted him. Those strong, young muscles were going to work his shaft and make sure that Carlos bred him a lot sooner than Carlos wanted. "FUCK!" Carlos yelled out before slapping Tim's ass hard. I'd been in the same position a few times and while Tim pretended to loosen up and "learn his lesson", he would wait a minute and then clamp his ass down and then flex his ring around the cock in his ass until it was shooting every drop Tim's ass could suck out of it. Sure enough, just as Juan pushed his face all the way into my crotch while wedging my cock in his throat, collegeboy attacked with his ass. "FUCK!! FUCK, FUCK! NO!!! God damn it boy, you're gonna pay for this!" Carlos screamed out while I watched his body twitch. I laughed again, this time much louder. Juan pulled off my cock and looked back to see what was so funny. He shook his head and went back to tending to my cock. After a minute, Carlos pulled out and started taking a few steps in my direction. I realized I wasn't in a position to antagonize him. "Up!" he called out and Juan very quickly obeyed. A finger pointed to the bed and Juan was crawling on it next to Tim in a second. Carlos crouched down and removed the velcro straps holding my legs and then went behind me and took off the cuffs. He tapped me on the shoulder and I stood up....

Hey guys, I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Thanks for the kind words. Here's the next chapter, I should have another one for you soon. Part 8 Alex rummaged around the toys, while Jeffery attached restraints to the boy. Soom he found the Humbler. Brent's expression turned to one of fear as he let out a whine. As good of a boy as he was at taking abuse, he never-the-less really, and I mean REALLY hated his balls to be the target. They were extra sensitive. But to his credit, he did not object or utter a word. That's because he knew if he did, whatever torture they had planned would double. He knew he had to just take it. He was shoved down to the middle of the floor, and in no time flat, he was head down and ass up. His wrists were attached to his ankles with the Humbler stretching his little balls between his legs. But they weren't done. Soon he was blindfolded and a penis gag was shoved into his mouth and buckled tightly. This gag was about five inches long, so it lodged itself in the back of Brent's throat and never moved. The final touch was a pair of sound blocking headphones connected to Alex's phone which played nothing but static. He turned it up loud, guaranteeing the boy would have no clue what was going on around here. Then Joe placed the tip of a really large buttplug against Brent's defensless hole. It shimmered from the powder all over it as Alex placed his booted foot against the base of it. Then, with one mighty thrust of his leg, the plug was slammed into the boy. Even though Brent's hole was very well used, he screamed as the Tina covered plug ripped into him. Meanwhile, the rest of us had tied down our young prince in a spread eagle position, blindfolded, suction cups on his nipples, the dirty jock taped back in his mouth and the metal Tina covered plug back in his hole. Alex, Jeffrey and myself lit 3 black candles while Steve worked his magic with the electro box and Joe and Dave filmed the action. Now, these black candles burned a little bit hotter. Not hot enough to leave burn marks, but hot enough for Eric to think he was on fire. I dropped the first little bit on him, right in the middle of his chest while Steve administered the perfect jolt down his penis. Eric's young body went ridged and his back arched as he screamed. A fresh sheen of sweat broke out on his body as this new pain both shocked and burned him. He twisted in his bonds but was unable to escape. Alex dripped next onto our captives stomach causing more screams and more thrashing from our teenage victim. Jeffery was next as he dripped some hot wax onto Eric's feet. The boy jerked and screamed into his gag, shaking his head back and forth as he panted through his nose. We turned our attention to Brent as Alex lined up his booted foot and landed a solid kick square on the boys balls. Brent screamed like a bitch into his gag. Tears instantly flowed from his eyes as all three of us dripped hot wax across his back. We went back and forth between the boys with Brent's poor little balls getting the worst of it. Sometimes Alex would kick them, sometimes he would punch them, sometimes he would place the sole of his boot against them and slowly sqash them. All the time Brent wept from the pain. Soon, both boys were covered in black wax, except for the best parts of Eric. My young prince was not finished with his first hot wax torture. I removed the suction cups from his nipples while Steve removed his cock cage. Eric's tittie's stuck out a good half an inch and were a deep, dark red. I couldn't resist as I took one into my mouth and sucked on it. Eric moaned a little, and I bit down on it, making him whimper. I did the same thing to his other nipple as he moaned. Then I stood up, took a candle, and slowly, drop by drop, covered the Mormon boys tits as he cried and whined into his gag. Soon, his nipples were encased in blackness. Then the three of us attacked his cock and balls. Eric thrashed and screamed anew in his bonds as his privates were mercilessly tortured. We didn't bother with slow drips, we poured it over his cock and balls until you couldn't see them anymore. Then Alex grabbed another prepared rig and found a place on Brent. He stuck the needle in and pulled back untill the liquid inside it was dark red. Then he pushed the plunger and emptied half of it into his boy. While Brent was coughing, he emptied the other half into Eric. Damn we've given that boy a shit ton of T tonight, but that's what we wanted. My prince to be so fucked up that we could do anything to him we wanted to. Alex grabbed the base of the plug in Brent's ass and yanked it out. Brent was so gone he could only moan. Then Alex greased up his hand and arm and made a fist, placing it on Brent's gaping hole. With very little effort, he pushed it into the small boy beneath him as Brent let out a long, slow moan. Alex started pounding into Brent, pushing further and further until he was elbow deep. Damn, where does it go in a kid that size? Meanwhile, Jeffrey had unbuckled Eric's ankles and pushed his legs up in the air, where every good whore's should be. He slid his giant cock into the fucked up 18 year old and started pounding him. Eric just babbled incoherent words as he was fucked into oblivion. I peeled the wax off of his nipples and placed the alligator clips on them. The sharp teeth bit into his tender flesh as he bucked and screamed a bit. Steve covered his nose with the popper rag, and soon the boy was on another asteral plane as the big cock ravaged him. We all took turns fucking Eric and fisting Brent. My prince took at least 5 more dirty loads into his pussy. I was fucked up too and starting to lose count. All I know is the next time I looked at the clock, it was noon.

The new roomie Blacked out again all drunk. I couldn't take it any more. I just took what I wanted to fucked his Virgin cunt until I flooded it with my toxic ball juice. He screamed and begged me to stop as he came to, however it was to late I was to far into it to even think about stopping. I told him shut your mouth pussy and take me cock like tough jock Or I will tie you down and invite all my friends over to breed your cunt. I got to dump 2 hot loads into him. He passed out once I was done so I licked and sucked his cock and balls

It's not intended to be comfortable for my victim, but I haven't gone to the extent of requiring that he snort it up into his skull. I mostly want to enjoy his reaction to having his nostrils gunked up with my seed. I further expect the sensation and smell to form a strong memory that reinforces my power over him, even if he just ends up snotting my load out on a tissue or rinsing it out in the sink. But if it doesn't have that effect and he's ungrateful for my degradation and abuse, then he's the wrong boy for me anyway.

Got fucked and loaded by 5 guys in 2 hours..6 loads. Changed Grindr profile to anon b b bttm looking for tops. First guy, 48, was in the hotel sent a dick pick and that he was ready. He came in fucked me for a short while before unloading in me. Second guy was about 25, white, nice looking dick from the pic. Came in and slide inside, started fucking me and it felt so good. I told him if he wanted he could remove the blindfold and I would flip over. He pulled out, I flipped over and he removed the blindfold. OMG he was hot. Nice athletic, muscular build. He got on top fucking me and it felt so good. He started picking up the pace and I told him to pound that hole as I sensed he was close. He pushed in and held it as he blew his load inside. We chatted a bit and decided we will meet up again sometime. Blindfolded and ass up again. Third guy was 29, black and athletic somewhat beefy build. He came in and got behind me and started fucking me pretty good. An 18 yr old that fucked me once before messaged and said he was here. I told him a guy was here and he asked to join. The third guy said it was ok. Guy came in an apparently undressed and jerked off watching the other guy fuck me. There was some chat between them and I understand the guy fucking me say that ass feels nice. He pulls out and the 18yr old get behind me and pushes in. I forgot how big his dick was, but it soon felt great. He fucked me for a bit while the other guy watched. I could tell he picked up the pace and started pounding my hole as he pushed in and held as he unloaded in me. He pulled out and the other guy got back behind me and started pounding me. Wasn't long before he unloaded inside me. A few mins after they left a fifth guy messaged that he was here. He's 19, mix, nice dick. He's fucked me close to 30 times and I've only seen a dick pic of him. Sometimes he comes back for a second round the same night. He didn't waste any time mounting me and started to pound away. Didn't take long for him to unload and I feel him cumming inside. He picked up fucking me again without pulling out. A few mins later he dropped a second load. Five dicks, 6 loads in 2 hours.

I did tell him I'm on PreP and he was happy and encouraged I had taken that measure. But during our first session he too told me the only thing that would require to break confidentiality was for the harm issue you mentioned. And of course that did concern me for the same reason you mentioned, but he's a gay man and I get the sense he's a bit more 'with it' regarding what gay men are actually doing in reality.

Continue talking to your therapist because it seems that this is helping you come to terms with your sexuality. However, I would hold off on discussing fantasies because those are tricky things. Like others have said they may be ties to other aspects and issues in your life that you may not fully grasp at the moment and they may change drastically once you can full conceptualize the feeling and issues behind it. Just a word of advice, great that you are on PrEP it adds an added layer of safety, but do not negate the psycho - emotional aspect of sex as well being a cumdump can have some bad emotional drawbacks if you are not mentally and emotionally prepared. Furthermore, take baby steps, try a threesome before, doing a hotel cumdump scene. See how it makes you feel and if you liked it or not. Group play is one thing in the mind and another thing in reality.

For me, poz or neg was hardly ever a consideration. Oh sure, i thought about it. There were times i feared getting pozzed, but those thoughts and fears pretty my never stopped me from pursuing Men or from bending over and taking a Man and His load deep. The need and drive for a Man and His load inside of me pretty much won out over any other consideration. i don't think sex is rational, it's an emotional and physical drive. Which is not to say i'm irrational or that i never thought about it, just that my rationale didn't decide for me. And honestly, i don't think those who don't bareback are just being rational, i think it is fear making the decision (which is fine, i don't see fear or lust as inferior or superior, just what is). Rationally speaking? Those who "insist the they're neg" are usually just deluding their self. Seriously, how did you ever truly ensure the guys who bred you were negative? i know, there are all sorts of methods, but none is fool proof, and most come down to taking the tops word for it, which is no insurance at all lol. i think reality is, you "took the plunge" the first load you took and you are now just realizing it.

I'm not sure I agree. I got fucked the first time (properly) when I was 14, but I definitely had the urge to get fucked WAY before that, playing with sticking stuff up my arse and wishing it were a real cock... If I could have gotten cock at 9? Well, I don't think I would have said no, actually. And yes, I would have wanted a real man to fuck me, not a boy. (That hasn't changed.) When I lost my cherry it was to a man in his 40s, and while he certainly wasn't HUGELY hung it was still a real man cock; I'm sure I could have handled it as well 5 years earlier if I had been given the chance.

Totally new at this site. Intrigued and more than a little hot-and-bothered... but still figuring it out. And if I can bear a little of my soul here: I’m a little nervous that I’m so turned on by this site and the stories here. More turned on than anything else I’ve found on the internet, if I’m going to be honest with myself. So I’m a little lost but I’m horned-up as hell. If ever a sentence existed to describe my life that would be the one hehe. Anyway, I’m loving what you all are doing and I’m glad I found this new... well, community! I can’t wait to explore it with you.

I still think it's an important question. To elaborate on my previous - true but snarky - comment: Yes I find - consensual - incestual situations hot, as long as it concerns other families. I have been alternating between fucking brothers who tried to one-up each other. I have tried to talk twins into a threesome. I find brothers / uncles / cousins ending up in the same group scene because they got druck very sexy. I also find it very enlightening hearing about other guys' experiences and what these contributed to making them the men we see today. However: What pisses me off to an immesurable degree is the bullshit that comes with certain topics like incest, risky sex etc.. In the same thread you have one guy trying to make sense of what he did, of what happened to him, even how it altered him. You know that guy is baring his soul. And in comes the fantasist with something like "yeah man, i totally did the same thing, but I was three years younger and it was my father and not my uncle and my sister also participated". I've been on this forum for almost ten years. But often I have to take a time-out because that kind of thing makes me want to puke. I appreciate BZ exactly because it is a forum where you can discuss meaningful things that influenced you sexually without having to abide by societal morality. Often the same things that exhilarate you also scar you. Reality is not black and white, but delicious shades of grey. I believe there is still a number of "real" guys here on the forum, grappling with inhibitions and triumphing in overcoming them, with tinges of regret only sweetening the fondest, most perverted memories. I really cherish reading from these guys and just hope that theses voices are not finally drowned out in a deluge of bullshit. So in conclusion: Real talk about incest? An honest discussion of desires and a factual look at experiences? Bring it on. If one has a problem with that: Too bad. But at the same time: Less fantasy, less "me too" nonsense, less flippancy. More reality.

Will there be more?

I assume you posted this because you think "marxist/socialist/communist ideas" have permeated the left and this is supposed to be a warning about leftism. You have it exactly wrong. Completely and entirely wrong. It would be an outstandingly funny example of the pot calling the kettle black, if the topic weren't so serious. Bezmenov was warning about Soviet infiltration of American ideas, and the biggest example of that is Donald Trump. Russian (that is, the successor to Sovietism, headed by an autocrat who was right at home in the old Soviet system) interference stoking division in America on behalf of Donald Trump has been well documented - not just by our intelligence agencies, not just by the special counsel, but even by the REPUBLICAN-CONTROLLED Senate Select Committee on Intelligence. Bezmenov's real message wasn't about capitalism vs. Marxism, or capitalism vs. socialism, or capitalism vs. anything else. It was about Soviet disinformation campaigns - convincing people to believe things that were not true, such that even factual information would fail to penetrate the "shell" people built up around their beliefs. He used the term "demoralization" - convince enough people that they couldn't trust authoritative sources like the media any more, and then they were ripe for manipulation. "As I mentioned before, exposure to true information does not matter anymore. A person who is demoralized is unable to assess true information. The facts tell him nothing, even if I shower him with information, with authentic proof, with documents and pictures. ...he will refuse to believe it... That's the tragedy of the situation of demoralization." - that was Bezemov in 1983. Fast forward to 2015-16, and what do we have? A sophisticated demoralization campaign on behalf of Trump spread by Russia, and one Trump's campaign, wittingly or not, echoed loudly. By denouncing the (very accurate) news media as "fake news" and insisting that he was the only one you could believe, Trump echoed the Russian message of dividing the US and rode that to an exceptionally narrow victory in the electoral college even while losing the popular vote by a huge margin. And he's never stopped; if anything, the rhetoric has gotten worse, and the lies and disinformation bigger. He insisted, against photographic evidence, that his inaugural crowd was the biggest in history, and dared people to contradict his word with the evidence of their own eyes. And too many morons, already invested in his lies, chose then and afterward to believe him over massive evidence that he lies incessantly. I can understand how people can have been swayed by the disinformation. But how anyone can take a warning about Soviet/Russian disinformation, like Bezemov's, seriously and then STILL support Donald Trump is a mystery.

Last Fri Evening: "Str8" Co-Worker ( bout 10 years older blk, dreads, beard, decent shape) that I been flirting with, talking bout he is curious. Told me to come over to chill, that his gurl was working & he was bored and wanted sumone to chill wit and smoke. We smoked, and drank and started talking shit, eventually got to the point I told him my mouth game and bussi betta than his gurls. He pulled out his dyck at least 7in thick as fuck, and I started sucking him. He got really into and started palming my ass I was for sure I was gonna get his dyck in my ass, but he just had me keep sucking, didn't take that long to blow and shoot them babies in my throat. I kept sucking hoping he would gimmie more or even fuck me. He didn't get it up again, and I eventually left due to his gurl coming home. I was for sure he was gonna get that Straight guy regret, but he texted me lata that night and hasn't been awkward at work, telling me he wished he fucked me Friday.....so def gonna try and get that nut outta him. Sat Night: DL Top hit me up after he got off shift. We don't live close to each other but a running trail near watkins park, that is half way for both of us, where we fucked before. He is a Wht, mid 40s, very muscular, PO, very alpha Dom. We walked to the are we did last time, I stripped and got bent ova he spit in my hole and started fucking me, once he got his rhythm he really started pounding the fuck outta my hole. I luv the way he grunts when he fucking me. He pushed me against a tree and pulled back on my throat with one of his hands and felt like he was going deeper🤤. It wasn't long before he shot his babies in me. We paused to catch our breath, It didn't long b4 he back up and had me eat his ass, he felt my hesitation cuz his ass was sweaty, didn't matter he pushed my face in, and said "get in there bitch, eat"lol. That turned me on, He was hard again, and turned around and started having me suck. He reached down to finger my ass, asked if I was ready for some more, even though I was shaking my head yes, he said didn't matter I was getting it anyway. We resumed fucking again, but felt like it was starting to rain so we moved over to the creek area which has a lil bridge going ova it. Once we got down there it was on again, I eventually got pushed down into the dirt the harder he fucked and kept trying to get more and more leverage. After a while he fucked another nut into me. It never really rained but because we moved I lost track of my clothes, we found them and walked back to our cars. once I got back to the car I realized I got pretty dirty and didn't even realize I scraped my knee. ...well worth it. Sun Night/Mon Morn: Had very late night hook up with a guy met online. Was after 2am when he was getting off, I was off Monday couldn't sleep and horny as fuck, plus he only lived like 5 mins from me. Got to his apartment which was dark minus the tv. Either he was smoking or just smoked cuz his place smelt like it. He was only in his boxers, he was bout my age, blk, tatted, cute, he cut the small talk and str8 pulled his dyck out and put it in my face, asked me if I was waiting for a invitation. Hell no I wasn't I took his meat in mouth, After a few mins he flips me on my stomach to start fucking me. He was very long winded, I rode him for a while before going to face down ass up where he eventually unloaded in me. He got up went into the bathroom when he came back sat on his couch and watched tv. I was suprised he ain't tell me too get so I laid on the floor for a min to collect myself but before I knew I had dosed off. I ain't know what the fuck was going, when I got a hard ass smack on my ass, that the only warning I got before he slid in me. I was half out of it by the time he was stroking me, but it didn't me long to wake up lol. Was just as good the second time, I thought he was gonna actually make me cum, but he came before I could. I realized that I had been asleep at least an hr or so. I didn't get a chance to rest he told me I had to roll cuz his gurl was gonna be home soon, so I got dressed and rolled.

Part 5 Trey took a long look at me in the backseat. He reached in and gave my cock a yank. Then he opened the door and moved me up on my hands and knees. Eddie took his own dick out and moved my head to his shaft. I immediately started sucking on his rod. Trey moved his hand around the dildo at the opening of my ass. He began to move it in and out of me. "Quite a pig indeed. I wonder if he'll be up for Bryce and me to fully explore whether he has any limits. How many loads have you two shot in him?" "The pig has three apiece from us. HIs ass got plenty bloody from all the fucking. Al and Jimmie had a go at him as well. I think they fucked him two or three times apiece. My cock got cut from Eddie's Prince Albert and I ended up bleeding in his ass. Pig might already be knocked up." came the reply from Marco. "Well, if he isn't yet, he will be after Bryce and I take him on a road trip. Hey piggy, do you have anywhere you need to be anytime soon? I want to introduce you to some people after Eddie and Marco leave tomorrow." "I'm off of work for the next 10 days" came my response. "Shit, I don't think you can take 10 days of what we'll do to you, but it's good to know we can take our time. We'll discuss what we have in mind for you later, but for now we need to pump some more jizz into your butt. Bryce has been saving up his poison for someone like you. Hey Bryce, how much of a load do you have to unleash in this slut?" Bryce finally approached the vehicle. Like Trey, he looked to be in his forties. Whereas Trey was short, only about 5'7", Bryce was at least half a foot taller. Both were fit, but not workout superstars. As he got to the vehicle, Trey stepped out and Bryce took his place at my ass. Bryce said, "I've got a week's worth of cum in my balls waiting for this stupid pig. Trey won't let me load him up 'til I go on meds. Have you been chasing, pig?" "I haven't been chasing, more like not avoiding. When Eddie and Marco turned up in my life, I've gone into ultrapig mode. I want to take as many toxic loads as you and they can stand to give me." "Be careful there, piggy. I don't think you understand the depths we can drag you into." came the response from Bryce. "Probably not, but I can try" Bryce started moving the dildo around my hole, really stretching the opening. It hurt like hell, but I tried to keep still and not resist his exploration of my ass. Eddie continued fucking my face while we were still parked out on the campground roadway. Marco, probably impatient to get a piece of me, barked out that it was time to park my vehicle in the campsite and get out of sight. Bryce got in and closed the door. Marco proceeded to the back corner site opposite from his and Eddie's trailer. Eddie informed me that he had rented out this site in my name to give us all more room for privacy. We now occupied the last four sites of the campground. I was basically laying across Eddie and Bryce's laps in the back seat. Marco swung open the back passenger side door and shoved his cock in my face. I was now alternating sucking off Marco and Eddie. Trey opened the other side door and started manhandling my asscheeks with his hands. Bryce continued the dildo assault on me. Bryce, probably impatient from the large load of poz cum stored up in his balls, informed us that we needed to get somewhere that we could fuck. Bryce then grabbed me and pulled me out of the backseat. He grabbed my stiff cock and led me to Eddie and Marco's trailer. Eddie scrambled to get to the door to unlock it and let us all inside. Once in the door, Bryce dropped his shorts and a VERY thick cock appeared as he pushed me down to my knees. I immediately went to work with my mouth on his shaft. Bryce asked where the lube was because he wanted to fuck me pronto. Marco told Bryce to bring me over to the bed. As he was dragging me over, Trey reached down, grabbed me by my asshole, and helped yank me to the bed. Once there, Bryce quickly had his cock lubed up and was pressing it against the opening to my ass. As much as I wanted his poisonous stick inside of me, I was involuntarily resisting his thick shaft. That was of no concern to Bryce as he continued pressing ahead. He got about half of his dick inside me and I howled in pain. Everyone laughed at me and told me to take Bryce's cock like a good faggot whore. The pain began to subside and my ass started to draw in the rest of Bryce's gloriously fat rod inside of me. When he was fully inside of me, I begged him to pummel me. I wanted no mercy until he shot his highly toxic cum into me. Bryce responded by moving in and out of me in long, hard, rapid strokes. It felt great being pounded by his dick. It seemed like I could feel him throbbing and growing even thicker in me in the moments when he was fully inside me. I began moaning like I had never before.Trey was goading his lover to hurry up and finish in my ass because he wanted to fuck me as well. Eddie and Marco were telling Bryce to knock me up and make me join their brotherhood of poz sluts. Trey came up behind Bryce and started rubbing his cock between Bryce's butt cheeks while Bryce continued to wildly fuck me. Marco pulled my head down on his dick and I started giving him a blow job. Bryce was really grinding his dick around in my ass. It felt like he was poking every millimeter of my ass that he could reach. Eddie went to my left and placed my hand on his dick. I began stroking it. Trey saw my right hand was still unoccupied and filled the vacancy with his cock. I was now servicing 4 poz cocks in one way or another. Bryce took note of this and told me there was no way I was going to come out of this day without converting. My cock grew harder and larger than it ever had at the thought of being in the middle of all of this. Trey saw my dick pulsating and said he wanted it inside of him. He leaned over and whispered to Bryce. The two pulled me up on my feet as Bryce spun me around and Trey moved around in front of me and backed his ass up on my throbbing dick. He cried out as my thick rod entered him. "Fuck, it's soooo thick!" he exclaimed. Marco added some lube to my rod to assist it sliding into Trey's ass. His butt felt so tight against my shaft. I barely got a rhythm going in and out of Trey when Bryce resumed his own assault on me ass. Trey's ass clamped down on my dick as I was inside of him and it felt tight and wonderful. Getting my own ass filled by Bryce's cock doubled my bliss. Marco gave us a hit of poppers and I really took off. Bryce was talking in my ear about how I was going to literally end up being a poz whore after he and Trey were finished degrading me. He said they had already called up contacts in Wausau, Green Bay, and the Twin Cities to set up a plan to completely degrade me. He told me they were intrigued by my choice of wearing women's underwear and were already plotting a plan involving that. He said I could only imagine what else would be in store for me. As he was telling me of their future plans for me, my dick once again set a record for getting harder than ever as I fucked Trey's butt. Bryce's dirty talk served to get him off and I could feel him tense up as his orgasm came and he flooded my ass with his dirty cum. He clamped both hands on my shoulders as he drew out every last bit of cum into my butt. As he withdrew from my ass, he exclaimed that his dick was bloody. I looked at his rod, and it had more blood on it than it previously had when Marco and Eddie were fucking me. Trey exclaimed his eagerness to shoot his high viral load into my bloody and abused ass. I was reaching around him and feeling his rock hard dick. The thought of it flooding my butt with highly toxic seed sent me off and I shot a huge load into his ass. As soon as I was done, Trey pushed me away and rushed to get behind me to begin his first turn at knocking me up with his poz cum. Bryce bent me over and forced me to clean up his dick that was still stained from my blood. After I had finished with him, Eddie came over to me and stood me back up while Trey kept up with fucking me. They all huddled around me, and we began a 5-way kiss with lots of tonguing and hands manipulating cocks and asses. I was overcome with the knowledge of being the only neg hole surrounded by 4 poz dicks. I begged my four dirty lovers to show me no mercy and to pummel my ass with their dicks and leave no doubt that I get knocked up. Trey kept grinding his dick around in my ass while fucking me with his big dick. I told him I didn't want a drop of his poison cum to land outside of my ass and to push as far into my bleeding rectum as he could. This caused him to lose control and unloaded a healthy load of decidedly unhealthy sperm deep inside of me. I yelled out, "Yes, knock me up with your dirty cum. I want all of you to rough up my bloody ass even more and give me more toxic seed." Trey pulled out of me, and Marco looked at the bloody mess on Trey's cock. Marco then started cleanup on Marco and instead of swallowing the concoction he was cleaning, he transferred it over to Eddie's rod to serve as a lube. Eddie announced we were going to up the ante as he and Marco were going to again fuck me at the same time. Eddie sat down on the bed and I climbed on top of him and began working my ass over his beautiful pierced cock. It hurt like hell as his Prince Albert scraped the bloody walls of my rectum. The pain produced a great feeling of pleasure as the thought that he was doing even more damage to my insides and making me more receptive to his and Marco's untreated poz cum. After Eddie was in me and pumping in and out, Marco stepped up and pressed his cock into my already stuffed ass. A poppers bottle was pressed to my nose as Marco joined Eddie in fucking me. Both poz fuckers were moaning loudly. Eddie exclaimed that it felt like his PA was further tearing up the lining of my butt. The inside of my ass felt like it was on fire both from being so full and also from what was certainly more damage being inflicted to it. But the pain was dulled by the thought that I was going to get two more loads of toxic poz cum inside my bleeding ass. I begged the two to tear my ass up some more to give their virus an even better chance of infecting me. While the two were pummeling my ass and helping to seal my conversion, Bryce moved behind Marco and pressed his hard rod against Marco's ass. Marco gave him lube and said he hadn't cleaned out in a while, but it was okay to fuck him. Bryce stated that was even better. He was going to go from fucking Marco with his HIV and Hep-C to fucking me when Marco and Eddie deposited their toxic loads in me. I heard Marco grunt as Bryce entered him. Marco pushed forward against me with great force as Bryce began assaulting his ass. Marco gasped in pain and kept still on top of me as his ass was pummeled by Bryce. Eddie kept on grinding his pierced cock inside of me working to widen my ass as his piercing continued to scrape the inner walls of my ass. It felt like he was really tearing up the lining of my rectum. Pain mixed with pleasure as my butt remained stuffed with two poz dicks. Marco adjusted to being fucked and picked up activity in my ass. He was grunting incessantly and then launched another load of poison into me. He kept still as he shot as much of his load as could. When he did finally pull out of me, Trey hollered "holy shit, his dick is red." Marco moved around to show me his dick. It was indeed covered in blood. Eddie had really opened up a wound with his PA. The question was whether it was a wound inside me or on Marco's dick. I began sucking Marco's rod to clean him up and getting to taste a wonderful combination of blood, cum, and assjuice. As I continued sucking, I could not clean up all the blood on his cock because it was bleeding from a wound. Marco winced as my tongue flicked over the wound. "This slut has been swallowing my poz blood. There must be a bunch in his ass too. Open him up and work it in him, Eddie." Eddie was really pounding me hard and let go with another poz volley of cum into my ass. As soon as Eddie finished and pulled out, Bryce pulled out of Marco and thrust into me. Marco started laughing. "Bryce's dick didn't look too clean when it went into you, you filthy pig. You might be sharing more than just my HIV, you dirty whore." After Bryce established a fast pace in fucking me, I looked at Eddie and saw that his poz dick was streaked red with blood. Eddie remarked that he tore the lining of my ass and that Marco's poz blood was probably being absorbed into me. Upon hearing that, Bryce began to violently pound me in an attempt to open me up even more. As he was ramming me, he let me know that he and Trey were going to do EVERYTHING possible to turn me into a pozzed whore. I began bucking back wildly against him as he continued thrusting into me. The slaps of our flesh filled the trailer. Trey went around to face me and pulled my mouth onto his expanding cock. I took him deep in my throat as his lover continued his assault on my other end. Eddie and Marco smacked my ass as Bryce was nearing his second climax in me. Trey could see his lover was about to unload in me again and encouraged him to work it in so I could become a pozzed toy for anyone to use. Bryce could hold off no longer and used a continuous thrust to empty his poz cum into me a second time. It was all Trey and I could do to not be pummelled into the wall as Bryce shot into me. When he had finally finished, Trey went around and shoved his lover out of the way so that he could have another run at me. Trey shoved into me in one thrust. While fully inside of me, he worked his poz cock around my hole. I was hollering in pain and lust as I would later find out that his violent motions were literally tearing me open. Bryce stuffed his dick into my mouth to clean him up. There was a heavy taste of (my) blood as I serviced him. The sensations Trey was feeling overwhelmed him and he began shooting his toxic load into me without warning. When he was done, he collapsed onto me and I freed Bryce's now-clean cock from my mouth. I was exhausted and fell asleep as I felt bodies crowding in around me.

Well, you are being safe - you're on PrEP, which means that taking loads is no more risky than barebacking period, which can get you some annoying STIs but isn't what I'd call dangerous. Besides that, you alone are responsible for your level of risk in life. Your therapist should be willing to help you gain perspective on that, but should not be judging you for it one way or another. Some people like sky-diving, some people like bareback sex. His job is not to keep you safe (there's no safety this side of the grave anyway), it is to keep you sane. And certainly that includes working through your own anxieties and confusions about risk and coming to a place of self-knowledge and comfort about it.

I'm feeling pretty accomplished today. My bf spent the night at my place last night and I got my ass destroyed first thing this morning. I drove him back to his place and went inside and he passed me around to his two roommates. I ended up getting laid one more time and jacking the other one off until he came on my cheek. Then later this morning I saw my cousin and gave him a slow blowjob. Right before he came he told me to get on my hands and knees and came on my asshole. So I'm a very satisfied bottom right now.

PART n.2 The next morning I woke up a little later than usual, I had a bit of a headache, I went to university as usual but it was only in the late afternoon that I started to feel a bit of a fever and an unusual discomfort in my hands and between the legs. When I got home, I went to the bathroom, undressed and noticed that there were some small blisters. Call my master immediately and I explained the situation. He listened to me carefully and then told me not to worry that it was normal because usually the infection took a few weeks to develop but the dose of virus I had received was very high so it only took a short time to see the effects. He proposed to meet me after two days to evaluate what to do, I accepted without hesitation. The two days went by quickly, but the blisters also spread quickly, in fact I called my coach to tell him that I would not be able to go to train for some problem. When I arrived at the house, he was already inside waiting for me and was writing some notes in his diary, he asked me to undress because he wanted to control the situation. I take some pictures of my feet and my cock and ass which had started to get more and more covered with red spots. Then he took a pack of pills from his backpack and placed them on the table. I asked what they were, he replied that they were 5 tablets of an antibiotic that would cure the two infections in a few days. I breathed a sigh of relief, but he told me "I will cure these infections but first you will have to take these two vials" and I show me the two vials with a whitish liquid. I asked what they were and he answered me that he would tell me only after using them inside me. The blisters on my feet bothered me so much that I finally accepted his offer. He gave me the antibiotic pack and then asked me to get ready on the bed. When I felt the liquid enter my little ass, it was different from the last one, it was colder and thicker. He also pushed the second tube in and told me to get dressed. I then asked him what it was. He looked at me and said “correct you, because you have to use the plural, you have just received about 40 different strains of Human Papillomavirus. It won't bother you as much as the ones you had but it will be more limited infections and a little more difficult to cure " I was speechless. He gave me a kiss and told me to go home. I started taking the pills to treat the two infections and within two weeks everything was gone. I went back to my normal life, but got a message from him because he wanted a new meeting for Saturday afternoon. I accepted and let myself be found there. He arrived a little later than usual and we went into the house, asked him to undress me and wanted to check the situation. It all seemed normal to me, but it was he who showed me with the mirror that my whole little hole was filled with warts. He took some pictures and then gave me the number of a medical laboratory that dealt with these infections. I thanked him, we kissed for a while and then he asked me to go to bed. He took a couple of ropes and asked me if he could tie me on the bed, I was already starting to get excited at the thought. Then he took three vials from his backpack, showed them to me and said. "I have to leave for 2 months for a job abroad and I want proof of your loyalty. This tube contains a massive dose of the Syphilis bacterium. It took me 10 days to grow it in such large quantities and it is an untreatable strain. So there is no cure " I looked at him scared and told him that I had no intention, he got angry and said “you signed. There is no going back ”. I lay down on the bed, I was crying, he took the vials and loaded them on the usual syringe and I felt the liquid enter me. Then he said to me "after this test, we are almost at the end". I got dressed, we broke up and saw him go away. I went home, cried all the time. At first, the first few weeks everything returned to normal but after 1 month, I realized that things were changing. It was Christmas day and when I got up my stomach and legs were full of red spots. I went to the hospital and the nurses, understanding what it was, did some blood tests. I received the answer after 5 days with the request to go to the doctor. I went to the doctor as requested with the appointment, after sitting down, he took my file and told me “The situation is more serious than I imagined. we found a very serious syphilis infection and also a double HIV infection " I felt the world collapse on me, after I left the doctor, I called him and explained the situation to him, he very quietly told me “Well, did you like my Christmas present? Initially I wanted to give you only syphilis but then I thought that with the two HIV strains your immune system would be more under my control. Anyway I'll be back in a week and we'll talk about it verbally "

9. Out on the street my Super sent me the video he had taken on Scruff. I watched it with the sound off, my cock throbbed. I downloaded it and sent it to Sir right away with an apology for not responding to his text fast enough. His response came almost immediately telling me not to be sorry for taking a fat cock and to hurry off to my appointment. Sir must know every top in the area I thought, realizing that the address he’d sent wasn’t that far from my apartment either. I didn’t even need to take the train. Checking Google to make sure I knew where I was going, I headed off. My hole was getting sore from all the abuse, and walking it felt swollen. I didn’t care though, I had one mission and that was to please Sir. The address was an average looking five floor walkup. I buzzed the number Sir had given me, glad that it was on the second floor, and started up. I knocked and a young guy opened it. He wasn’t my usual type, tall and skinny with thick framed glasses. He had a kind of crooked smile that gave him a very earnest look to him. He was probably twenty-five but he seemed younger. “C’mon in,” he said with a slight drawl. “So, you’re Sir’s new toy. He always picks cute ones.” As he spoke he pulled off his shirt to reveal a thin but very hairy torso, and tight pierced nipples. “I’m Rodger,” another lopsided grin. “How long has Sir been training you new boy?” “Two day, well I guess three? I met him three nights ago, but yesterday was my first day of… training.” “Fuck, you’re in the throes of you cum lust. I remember when Sir cunted me last year that first week I couldn’t do anything but get fucked. He gets in your head and shows you what you need.” “Sir cunted you, but you’re a top right,” I asked. Rodger laughed, his teeth while very white were slightly crooked. “Sir, well um, Sir made me learn to top. He said my cock was too good to go to waste swinging between my legs while I get bred, so he had me learn on his boys. Now I’m vers but I’m always Sir’s cunt when he wants it. But, my journey into topping is not what’s important right now. What is important is your cunting. Strip.” I was getting use to this command. I pulled my shirt off, kicked off my shoes and dropped my shorts. Rodger dropped his shorts too and I understood what Sir had meant by too good to waste. He hadn’t been wearing any underwear and now his soft cock hung like a challenge in front of me. He had to be almost as thick as my Super and just a little bit longer. Standing naked together he started to get hard. “Come into the bedroom,” he said, gesturing towards an open door. We walked in and he immediately grabbed me. Kissing my roughly, he pressed his tongue into my mouth and I melted into him. His cock was growing, pressed between our bodies. I could feel its heat rising. He pushed me back onto the bed and I could see that my hole would not be getting a rest during this fuck. He really was slightly longer than my super and just as thick. I was going to be destroyed. “Sir told me you just got bred?” “Yeah, I found my Super on Scruff and he fucked me in the basement laundry room.” “Fuck that’s hot. How big was he?” “Only a little smaller than you.” “Perfect I won’t have to warm you up. Get your legs in the air.” This was my life now, and I loved it. I grabbed my ankles and exposed my wet cunt to this perfect stranger. “Perfect,” he said and rubbed the blunt fat head of his cock on my hole. Just like all the other one big drop of spit and he started to press in. I moaned and my hole opened wide for him. “Fuck this cunt is perfect. The last boy Sir sent me I had to spend an hour working him open.” “How many boys does Sir have?” I asked slightly breathlessly as he slowly slide the last of his cock into me. “Three, including me. Well,” he pulled out and slammed back in “four now. I’ve helped train the last two. One and a half I guess. The last guy didn’t make it through the week.” He was fucking me now and I could only half listen to him. I was in my happy place. “The week?” I asked, panting a little. “Yeah, Sir started sending him out to friends and he couldn’t take it. He gave up.” “Fuck, I can’t imagine wanting to give up. I’ve never felt more myself.” “That is because you’re a cum dump. So am I. This is what we were meant to be.” Rodger leaned forward and kissed me, shoving his cock deep in me. I felt like putty in his hands as his fat cock stretched my cunt and his tongue slipped into my mouth. I hoped that Sir would let him fuck me often. As it turns out Rodger and I would fuck almost as often as Sir and I. I didn’t know it then but he was to become my best friend and partner is load taking. Breaking the kiss Rodger started to fuck me harder. He held onto my ankles forcing my legs back and my ass higher. He drilled down into my cum filled hole. I clenched and ass around him, trying to draw him deeper inside. “God your fucking cunt feels so good.” “Breed me. Fill me up.” Locking eyes with me a wicked grin came across Rodgers face as he leaned close to me and then spit right into my mouth. I was a little shocked but it turned me on all the same. “Please Sir, fill my cunt!” “Fucking cum dump faggot! Take this fucking load!” Rodger forced his cock still deeper in me and held still as his cock throbbed. For what felt like ages he held me there as he unloaded deep inside me. “Fuck that feels so good. Thank you.” “Don’t thank me yet. I’ve got at least one more in me,” and with that he started pounding me even harder my ass leaking cum around his shaft.

Top here. I make it clear that I fuck bare, I cum inside, and I push it in deeper as I cum. I have had a few say no but most want it bare also.

Hunter noticed that Chris always ended up on top of Tyler. This was how they would fuck he decided. He pulled off his shirt and reached back to the side table and said, "You boys want lube? I'll just set it here if you do." He put the bottle on the bed near them. Chris and Tyler looked over to him and at the bottle and Hunter knew what was going through their minds. "Youve never used lube have you?" The boys shook their heads. "We just cum from rubbing against each other" Tyler said. "We dont need it." "Youve never jerked each other off or anything? You could also use it if you take things further. You know, maybe if you decide to fuck." He left it there. But he did notice that Tyler seemed to be lingering on Hunter's chest. It was hairier than the boys. Maybe Tyler liked older hairy guys. He would test that later. "You boys make a lot of precum anyway so maybe you could use that as lube." The hits were working on Chris and he saw that Hunter was creating an opening for him to push Tyler to do more. He grabbed the bottle of lube and raised himself to his knees. Tyler raised himself onto his elbows looking at Chris. Chris flipped open the top and poured a little of the lube onto his hand. He put it up to his nose and smelled it. Nothing. He looked into Tyler's eyes and grabbed Tyler's cock. He began to stroke Tyler's cock covering it with the lube. Tyler sank down and moaned. Stroking his cock never felt so good. Hunter saw an opportunity and grabbed the pipe and torch. Tyler opened his eyes when he heard the click and again raised himself up. Hunter knew he had him. He put the lit pipe up to Tyler's mouth. "Let's see how big a hit you can take." He turned to Chris. "Try that lube on your cock." He winked. They both knew this could happen. He pulled the pipe away and told Tyler to hold the hit longer. Hunter and Chris could see something changing in Tyler's eyes. After he exhaled, Tyler took another big hit. Chris poured lube directly on his cock and started stroking. It felt amazing. "How are you feeling Ty?" Chris asked knowing that something had changed. Tyler was still holding his second hit and nodded. But when he blew the cloud out, he moaned. "This feels really good." Tyler looked down at Chris' cock glistening with lube and rock hard. He wanted that cock more than usual. He couldnt expain it. Chris took two hits and he could feel that he was hornier than he had ever been before. He wanted to fuck. Without Hunters prompting, Chris leaned down to Tyler and shotgunned his second hit. Hunter stepped back as they made out with more passion than before. Hunter noticed that Tyler's legs were wrapped around Chris' waist. He moved to the foot of the bed and saw that Tylers hole was exposed. Chris' balls hung down but Hunter could still see that tight smooth virgin hole. He grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some on his fingers. He crawled up onto the bed behind Chris. He crouched down and with his middle finger he teased the outside of Tylers hole and pressed his hole without pushing into him. He felt the heat of the boys hole and the moan from Tyler even muffled by Chris' mouth was loud. Chris had no idea what was happening but he liked that Tyler seemed to be loosening up. He moaned in response into Tylers mouth. Hunter tried to push things further. He lubed up his middle finger again and rubbed Tylers hole beginning to use a little more force until he began to feel the boys hole open for the finger. He felt the tightness of the hole wrap around the tip of his finger. Tyler moaned and unwrapped his legs from Chris and spread them out all while still locked in a kiss. Hunter knew what this meant. He pushed slowly in further without stopping knowing how much Tyler wanted this. And more. He found Tylers spot and began to rub inside him. "What? Oh my...that...what?" Chris pulled up and looked behind him. Hunter slowly pulled his finger out so Chris wouldnt sit on his arm. "I think its time Tyler." Hunter smiled. He always loved this moment watching a boy lose his virginity to another virgin. All with his guidance. Tyler nodded. Hunter grabbed the pipe and torch and gave them to Chris. "I want you guys to do this yourselves this time. Big hits. You can do it. In the meantime, you mind if I get naked?" This was the next step in crossing the lines that they had already established. Hunter told them he wouldnt join in the play but that was just to get them into his bed. Both Chris and Tyler nodded. It didnt matter if they were nodding about the hits or Hunter getting naked or both. They were all going to enjoy this. The boys took their hits with Chris lighting the pipe each time. It was almost sweet how Chris took care of Tyler like that. Little did they know. Hunter could see that the increased high was making them hornier and hornier. They were looking at each other during and after the hits like they had forgotten that Hunter was even there. Chris set the pipe and torch on the bedside table and looked over at Hunter who was naked and fully hard. "Woah Hunter. Youre huge." "You boys like it?" Tyler turned after hearing Chris' observation and his mouth was agape. "I'll take your silence as a yes." "Hey" said Tyler. "Whats with the biohazard tattoo? You a chemist or something?" They all chuckled. They were talking about the tattoo just above Hunter's 9 inch cut and dripping cock. "A chemist? Something like that."

I hooked up with a total top who was adamant using a condom. He's fucking me in different positions really getting into it, then right before he came I thought his dick felt different but wasn't sure. He came hard and deep inside me. He cleaned up in the bathroom, I touched my hole and it felt wet--smelled cum, then realized this condom-nazi stealth me! It was so hot he tried it. He came out of the bathroom, seemed a bit in a hurry to leave. We chatted as he dressed, he seemed he wanted to leave before I "found out". I told him I seem wet, and he admitted he stealth me, he said my ass felt too good and wanted it raw. I told him how hot I thought it was. I'm still naked on bed touching my wet asslips, he's watching me, then starts undressing again and says he needs to get back inside there, and fucks me like a madman in his fresh cumload like a demon. It didn't last too long but it was a great fuck. Hot.

This doesn't really fit anywhere but it is porn (technically). Which guy are you? I'm 1 or 6

I had a bottom boy that I topped for several years. He loved his daddy and I loved my boy. A year or so before he moved away he asked if he could stay over night. A first. He would usually drop by to get fucked and take my load with him, often to his parents' house for supper 😉 he liked that. This time he stayed the night. I was woken up at 3 am to a lovely blowjob. Frisky little boy. As I was receiving a very nice blowjob he lifted my legs and started to eat my ass. Then he pushed me over and continued to eat my asshole. After a little while he pushed his hard boy-cock in and fucked his daddy deep and blew a nice thick load of boy cum in daddy's ass. After that we would take turns fucking each other until he eventually moved away for a job in another city. I think it's hot either way. I love fucking younger guys as the daddy-top and I also love when a younger guy enjoys fucking his load into daddy's bum.

You raise some really good points, I guess in many ways you're safer with an undetectable guy that with someone who doesn't really know! I should probably stop until I get on to PrEP, but I've never been good at doing what I should do ;)

totally agree. have been up 5 or 6 times over the past month inc last night until 5am. I was naked on a leash and crawling so if anyone had the right position to see then I did. certainly regarding used condoms there is a, definite lack on the ground....i carry a container ri collect them for later insertion into ny arse....so i have a motive to find them

[think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph582e3d70bbaca

mine is tighter than loose. I have to focus on relaxing it enough to be considered loose. I like to flex my ass muscles to see what the top prefers, then I give him that. Occassionally, a guy will get off on my hole totally relaxed and gapey. It takes some control to keep it that open, but I'll bend over backwards for that nut..... :-p

Excellent technique, holding him by his head and cumming in his mouth so he's gotta taste your sperm then swallow hard is a good use of your cocksucker's mouth. He knows he's had his mouth seeded.

What o would give to be dripping with cum right now

I haven't shot my load for more than a week now. Yesterday I was edging myself when suddenly my roommate came back and I just had enough time to pack my cock inside my pants again. Still couldn't blow a load. Now I am so horned up I was on grindr and invited a Latin daddy over to my place. Waited naked in doggie on the bathroom floor, door open. He came in, dropped his pants immediately and pushed his raw cock inside me. Fucked me rough, loved my wide open boypussy and made me pull my cheeks apart so he can ram his cock inside me. Fucked me for 20 minutes, at the end me laying flat on my stomach, face pushed into the ground and his full weight on me so I can't move and fucked me merciless. The he pulled out, jerked his cock while I held my cheeks apart showing him well that I wanted his seed inside me. Just before shooting he pushed his cock inside my hole again and I could feel his cock pulsate for 30 seconds inside me. Feeling so full now. Will keep his cum inside me, looking for another top who wants some sloppy seconds...

Thanks heaps mate!

Love a cunt with mileage. Now I can fuck that hole as deep and hard as I want.

You can practice with dildos, gradually increasing depth and girth. But you might just have to be prepared to puke a lot. You should only ever get throatfucked on an empty stomach, and you should be honest with men that you are likely to vomit when they go deep. Establish a signal so that they can prevent your stomach acid from touching their cocks. Give men control, as always. There are men who actively enjoy making fags puke. You should probably seek them out and beg them to forcefuck your throat until your gag reflex is all but dead.

Part 2 When I finally turned around and saw him, it took my breath away. He was one of the ugliest men I had ever seen. His round pudgy face was filled with scars, his nose looked like it had been badly broken at some point and hadn't healed, his nostrils were shaped upwards with a gigantic septum piercing hanging, giving the illusion of an actual snout. A full, dirty beard decorated his face, his lips were thick, ashy and a little charred, with a piercing in his chin. Multiple ear piercings adorned his ears, which alongside the tattoos on his bald scalp, made him look like an absolute freak. To top it off, his natural scent was vile. A mix of sweat and something animalistic, the pungent scent attacked my nostrils making my nose burn a little. Any repulsion I faced was completely dissipated when he planted his lips on mine. His mouth tasted bad, smelled worse and yet, it was so erotic at the same time. I was shell shocked to kiss him back until I felt his palm grab my ass and squeeze my cheeks. It made me moan just enough for him to slip his tongue in, and I used it as an opportunity to kiss him back. I wanted this, I wanted this man to violate me. To fuck me, make me cry and squeal and spurt his toxic seed in my ass. We frenched hard for a few more minutes before he withdrew himself. He was smiling, like a predator that knows he's made the kill, and he led me away from my car. I walked with him, leaving my car behind, to his truck and off we went. An hour later, we pulled up to a farm. I was riding shotgun in Daddy's truck thinking about everything that had transpired. When we pulled up to the farm, I realized just how abandoned it truly was. Not a soul or a house around for miles, nobody who would know what went down at the farm. It was his own quiet corner, a place where he could be the true freak he was without judgement. He parked in the driveway and invited me inside. I was half expecting to find a dirty, filthy housing situation so it surprised me when I saw a nicely decorated farmhouse, befitting someone who lived alone. He offered me a beer , grabbed one for himself and we sat down on the couch. "Why did you try to run boy?" he broke the awkwardness in the air. "I,um....it..." I mumbled, unable to find the words. "You know what you want, your body knows what you want, part of your mind knows what it wants. So, why keep denying who and what you are?" "I..don't know what you mean," I blurted out. "Yeah you do. You want to be pozzed by daddy. But that's not the whole reason why you are here, is it boy?" he replied, the corner of his mind breaking into a slight grin. I kept my silence, knowing he would continue if I didn't respond. I knew why I was here and even though I didn't have the strength to say it out loud or even admit it, I knew he could smell it on me. "You're here to let go boy. Getting pozzed isn't the end goal, it's the beginning to what you've really wanted isn't it," his voice went down to a whisper, almost subliminal, as if he was speaking to my subconscious mind. He got up and sat next to me, placing his hand on my thigh and slowly rubbing it. "You want more than to be what you are. You want to be dirty, filthy, wretched even. You want to be corrupted by a beast and to become a beast. Isn't that right boy?" his hand was rubbing my thigh more aggressively now. "Why else would you find someone like me to poz ya? Most guys don't want to come close to me, let alone give up their holes. But you, you worked for it. You showed me you wanted it, despite knowing what I was. What kind of person does that, eh?" his hand moved up my thigh, resting next to my crotch, his fingers an inch away from my very throbbing cock. "You're a piglet boy. I see it inside, the desire to be a piglet for daddy. To be molded by daddy and turned into the pig you were born to be." As he finished his sentence, I saw him pulling a fat cigar from his pocket and put it in his mouth. I wasn't into smoking or smokers but watching him prepare the cigar and lighting it, there was something extremely sensual and sexual about it. His eyes were on me, tracking me, even when he was lighting his cigar up. I saw his hands run through the length of the cigar, like a cock being gently handled, before he lit it. He was still watching, as he let the smoke rest inside his lungs for a second, before exhaling all that smoke at me. It smelled weird and good. The smell was strong, and instantly gave me a weird taste on my tongue, but it smelled masculine. The strong aroma grabbed my attention towards itself, numbing my other senses as I breathed in the second hand smoke. Daddy kept puffing and huffing, pushing more smoke towards me, and the more I smelled the less inhibited I felt. My body was tingling, my mind felt empty and I felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off of my shoulder. A while later, daddy took a deep smoke breath and pulled me in for a kiss. He parted my lips with his, and pushed the smoke inside me, sealing my mouth and letting it stay in. The smoke filled up my lungs and its contents shot up through my blood into my brain. The sudden rush of endorphins made my cock chub harder in my pants, and I moaned around daddy's lips. He gave me an evil smirk and gave me mouthfuls of more smoke. Each puff made me deliriously high, chipping away my resistance & anxiety, and replacing it with a burning desire to please this sexy beast. "Tell me what you want boy. I wanna hear you say it," he said between mouthfuls of passing smoke. "Use me daddy, please fuck me," I said in breathless anticipation. "Try again boy." "Fuck me with your poz seed daddy, poz me please." "Good, a little more boy." "Oh fuck, ruin me daddy. Turn me into a filthy pig like you. Destroy me daddy. Destroy my life." "Yeah baby, that's it. Daddy's gonna turn you into his filth loving poz piglet. Daddy's going to wreck you, burn down everything you have and give you real purpose piglet. Is that what you want?" Yes, that is what I wanted. But it didn't feel right to tell him that as much as it would to show him. So, I stood up, placed myself in front of him and kneeled down. He watched in silence, deep in thought, yet his eyes glared down towards me. A few minutes later, he stood up so that his groin was in front of my face. Impulsively, I moved my head towards it to lick it through his trousers. SMACK! The stinging in my cheek was sudden, unexpected and painful. He had slapped me hard enough to knock the wind out of me & humiliated me. My penis and asshole, however, were turned on by his aggression and I felt them both come back to life. Dazed, I looked up at him, humiliation and arousal plastered on my face. "Thank you sir." He pushed my face towards his crotch, until my nose and mouth were on top of his hefty endowment. The smell was absolutely foul and rancid, and such an absolute turn-on. "Breathe it boy. Smell the cock that'll baptize you," he said softly, coaxing me almost like a child. The smell was overwhelming. The kind of smell that burns your nose, runs through your air canal and wrecks your respiration. It made my eyes water, my heart palpitate, my body sweat, and most importantly, my cock throb. He sat back down on the couch with my face still pressed against his covered crotch. I felt him move his upper body until a strong smell hit my nose, making me look up. There was daddy, completely shirtless, in all his masculine glory. He wasn't just hairy, he was furry. Staring from his beard to his lower abdomen, barely any skin was visible. Whatever little was visible, was covered in dark tattoos in shapes I didn't understand. His hefty pecs, while muscular once, had sagged slightly into beginner man-boobs. His nipples were over an inch long, with multiple piercings in them. But all of that was overshadowed by the creme-de-la-creme on his right shoulder where the hair was thinner. A blood red biohazard tattoo, beautifully carved and perfectly capturing the ghastly beast that he was. I was delirious with my own pleasure and started to lick his crotch, trying to melt the fabric with my spit. I wanted his dick so bad and I was going to have it, come hell or high water! "Strip boy." I quickly withdrew from his crotch and shed my clothes. Naked as the day I was born, I got back on my knees and got back to smelling his manhood. "Unlock and give me your phone boy." Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't even consider it but this was no ordinary circumstance and I was on a scent-high. I did as he asked, never questioning why he wanted my phone and got back to the task at hand. Suddenly, he grabbed my hair and pulled my face back. With his grip on, he stood up until he was towering over me. "Take off my pants pig," he said pointing my phone at me. The open flashlight made me realize that he was recording me serving him. I took his pants off, not realizing he was going commando. If the scent was strong before, it was extra powerful now. But who gave a fuck when I was seeing the most beautiful (& the most important) cock of my life. Pictures didn't do justice to his cock, which upfront, was sure to wreck whatever hole came across its path. As he let go of my hair, he grabbed his semi-hard dick and started to slap me in the face with it. The feeling of his meat and the metal pierced into it on my face was heavenly. It hurt so good and I found myself positioning my cheeks to receive his cock slaps, like a good slut. When he stopped, my cheeks were stinging and extremely sensitive. I looked up at him, begging him with my eyes to let me have a go at his cock. Thankfully, he obliged. He grabbed his cock and started to slowly pull back the foreskin. Doing so revealed an angry red cock head, his piercings and a whole lot of dried dick cheese. It was disgusting and smelled horrible. I wanted it and I could no longer wait. I attacked it like a mad man, pushing his cock head into my mouth in one go. The metal piercings scrapped against the inside of my mouth, the smegma made me sick for a second but I was in no shape to stop. Part of me was scared because I had started sucking without prompting but when his hand landed on the back of my head and pushed it deeper into his crotch, I knew I was okay. It was all the motivation I needed to continue sucking on his beautiful dick, and I braved my way to take as much as I could. "You love sucking on poz dick don't you pig?" "Umm...hmm," I muffled a response while sucking him. "You want it up your pussy don't you? My toxic cum up your hole, spreading through you, corrupting your body and mind, destroying you. Is that what you want pig?" "Mmhhhmmm." "Who's Sarah?" Daddy asked while looking at my phone. I didn't stop sucking so I couldn't respond which pissed him off. He pushed my face off his cock and kicked me in the nuts. I yelped out at the sudden pain and grabbed my balls. "DON'T TOUCH THEM YOU FUCKING PIG & ANSWER ME," his palpable rage scared me and I quickly composed myself. "She's my Yoga instructor sir." "Well, not anymore. I don't think she's gonna be keeping you as a client after she sees the pics and videos I sent of you slurping on my cock and begging for my toxic cum." My mind went numb. Suddenly, this wasn't a fantasy anymore. It was all too real and it all came crashing on me. "Don't act like you didn't want it, pervert. You wanted this deep down, it's why you're still hard. It's why you haven't asked for your phone back yet and it's why you're going to get my toxic load." He was right, despite the overwhelming fear of being outed, part of me got off on this. Not knowing what I was supposed to say, I got back to doing what I was before and started sucking him. "Think of it as punishment for trying to run out earlier pig. This should remind you who's in-charge." The man was going to be my end because everything he said, despite how sick, depraved and fucked up it was, was turning me on more and more. "Tonight my pig boy, we start to destroy your life and build a new one." To be continued.....

All right, you asked for it, lol. Here's the final instalment. Epilogue Several months later… I left the crowd behind me as I stepped on to the back porch of the fetish bar, not caring about the almost negative wind chill, and winter’s hateful snowfall. Thank goodness that whole nonsense with the Covid is over, and people are out enjoying themselves again. And the boys are as hungry as ever, making up for lost time, and plundering holes and nutsacks as much as they can. A lot of earlier limits don’t matter so much now - barely legal, geriatric, pretty, overweight, meth heads, toxic - they are all practically foaming at the mouth for sex. The best part is they don’t even ask status anymore. I’ve put a significant number of notches in my bedpost since my summer visit with Rick as a result. I pulled the Asylum from my motorcycle jacket’s front pocket, clicked open the torch, and a blaze erupted before my face. I turned the thick stick in my mouth, puffed hard, and when the cherry was fully lighted, off went the torch. Rick was right - I *am* a cigar pig, and while my bank account isn’t too happy with the new deduction (nor are my lungs or my doctor), I don’t give a fuck. I’m connected to this, and it’s a great memory of a man I no longer see. As the smoke curled upward, I began to reflect on how I got here. Rick’s bugs did the trick. I went home and back to my normal life, though by the end of the weekend, I bought a full box of fat cigars, a guillotine, and a torch. My house is now powerfully impregnated with their odor. When my sister came to visit, she said, “It smells like a humidor in here.” And every time I fire up, I remember her saying that and how Rick gave me what I wanted. Then the seroconversion came twelve days later. I awoke in the night, frying and freezing at the same time. The bedsheets were already quite soaked with sweat, and it didn’t take me two seconds to realize that Rick actually did it. All it took was one dose of his toxic poz seed, and my destroyed hole, and we were there. I actually had my doubts prior to this night, and talked myself into believing that Rick refused to break character until I was out the door. Ten bucks says he went straight to his chest of drugs and resumed his medication. Then I got only silence from him. No contact whatsoever. No follow-up, no text saying “Hey, how’s your hole doing?”. Just … nothing. The first morning after the conversion, I texted him briefly. “Yo, Rick. It’s happening. I feel like I’m dying. Congratulations, you’re a poz dad! And thank you.” A few minutes passed, then I got back a single emoji as a reply: 😈 No other words accompanied it. Didn’t hear from him again. I think he’s mad at me. It was entirely his decision to come off the meds, but I think maybe he hates himself for it, and doesn’t want to deal with me. I broke his perfect healthy world with my request, and maybe he couldn’t take the stress of it. I really don’t know what happened. His friends say he’s fine, just “super busy”, but no real details of anything about him or his life. But I choose to not cling to people that don’t want to talk to me, so I let it go after a few weeks. And I was unbelievably horny after I was able to walk again. The sickness lasted only a couple days, and it was no worse than the usual flu, though I did have diarrhea rather badly at the start. And then it was over. But the horn - it never fucking stopped! As soon as I felt like myself again, I got on my hookup sites, changed my status on my profiles, and let the world know I was poz. An avalanche of messages and winks and woofs suddenly popped into my message centers, and I was a very busy boy! My hookups went from me just being a bottom ho to a full-on top poz breeder. After the first three days of constant sex, I had to give myself rest. My dick was rubbed so raw that I was getting a scab on the shaft, and my balls were shooting out less and less cum from being emptied so often. They couldn’t turn it out fast enough! So far, I’ve had eleven confirmed conversions, but most of the others are unknown. They didn’t report any change, so I didn’t ask. I fuck them, I dumped a hot charged load in them, and leave them. On to the next one, and I seldom see the same guy twice. It’s about quantity while I’m still super infectious. Guess I’m making up for lost time, too. Eventually it caught up to me when I nailed a prissy bear, and when I told him, “I’m going to infect you now,” he screamed the walls down until his neighbor came, and seeing the bear in restraints - which was his fantasy - and me naked over him… Well, let’s just say I lost a tooth that day. It’ll be a long time before I go back into that part of the city. But I have no regrets. I would have liked to have more control over when it happened, but as it was my inevitable destiny, I may as well embrace it. And I did. My toxic seeds are being spread by others, some known, others not. And it’s fucking empowering. I’m like a nasty poz god, corrupting countless men’s holes without ever leaving my street. It made me chuckle. While lost in these memories, I realized I’d smoked nearly half the cigar, and have been out here almost twenty minutes. I silently stared at the night sky. So many stars. And for some reason, I said aloud, “The seeds that go out from my body. Look at the stars. I cannot count them, but so shall my seed be.” It was a perverted quote and I found it hilarious. As my mind wallowed in the humor of the situation, I flicked my ash over the wooden balcony. “I never took you to be a biblical scholar,” a voice suddenly said next to me. My head quickly turned to the left to face the voice, but I couldn’t make out the face. The alley back here was too damn dark to see distinctly if it wasn’t directly in front of you, plus this space was quite smoky. The person came closer. My eyes widened. It was him. He gave me the once-over at my new look. “Looks like my work was more thorough than I thought.” I was stunned. “Rick! Shit the bed, how have you been?” I was overjoyed at this unexpected reunion. I hugged him tightly and released him quickly. “I’ve been asking around about you since the summer, and no one could give me a straight answer, but fuck! It’s good to see you!” “Easy, bro,” he said, raising his gloved hand. “After we fucked, I needed to get away, so I took a long trip around America. I needed to be away from people, and Covid, and politics, and just took a long extended vacation. I’m back on the meds, and healthy again.” “That’s good.” “Are you happy with the life you’ve chosen?” His usually musical tone was suddenly monotone and discordant. I looked away for a second. I put the Asylum back in my jaw, and pulled up my leather pants by grabbing the belt buckle with both fists. I posed seductively as if for a motorcycle calendar. My Muir cap tipped slightly, and I said, “What do YOU think?” with a big grin on my face. He gave several small nods of the head in approval. “Very good, you look like a genuine leatherman. But what have you done with my… gifts?” He said that last word rather knowingly. I turned my head away ever so slightly. “Oh, you know, the usual. Seedin’ and breedin’. Staying off the meds as long as I can take it. Life is for the living, and I am doing it on my terms.” Non-committal responses? “Steve, you’re an asshole,” I thought to myself. Rick’s face contorted to incredulity. “You’re still not on them? Dude. Fuck.” He shook his head, blinked once or twice, and sighed. “It’s your life. Do what you want. Also, do this.” He pulled his right hand forward, and for the first time, I saw a chain in his hand as a smaller body came forward from behind him. It was a human pup, completely dressed in his fetish gear. A few extra pounds, but his color was definitely blue, and he didn’t speak unless spoken to. The chain in Rick’s hand ended around the pup’s neck. “Dog. I picked this one up in Florida. MONSTER COCK and deadly as fuck.” Rick said proudly. “I’m showing him a good time while I still can. AND he has a greeting present for you. Dog?” The pup cocked his head, listening. “Give him a Cuban Delight,” Rick said to Dog in an evil voice, followed by a grin to match. “Ruff!” He did his best imitation of dog panting. “You’re gonna die tonight.” I could see a fire behind Dog’s eyes. He was also charged, like Rick and me, but with… something different. Curious. 🤔 I stubbed out my cigar, smiling wickedly. I knew I was about to get another upgrade. “This oughta be good.” THE END

Part 7 Jeffrey slid his dick out of the boy, revealing a hole that was no longer tight and pink. It was gaping open a bit, and was puffy and red. Pink cum oozed out of Eric's ruined hole, which made my own cock throb. Even though I had cum twice already, I knew I had another one in me. I was so fucking turned on having my fantasy come true. There before me lay the beautiful Prince Eric, fucked up out of his gourd, his ruined asshole leaking poz cum. And there was so much more to come. We still had a couple of days left in Florida. And if I got my way, Prince Eric would be taken back home with us to live his life as our cumdump slave. I slid my cock into the helpless boy, groaning as I felt his loose, sloppy cunt, no longer tight. I smiled as his hole made shloopy sounds as I fucked his stretched out cum filled chute. He moaned into his gag as I fucked him. I looked down at his beautiful face as he looked back at me with his unfocused eyes. I raised my hand and gave him a hard slap across his right cheek. He cried out in pain and surprise, and I felt his asshole squeeze involuntarily on my cock. This only goaded me on. I gave him another hard slap across his left cheek, and tears welled in his eyes. My dick got harder as I inflicted this new pain on him. I slapped him over and over as hard as I could as the tears streamed from his eyes and his face turned a crimson red. Then I pushed his head to the side and dove onto his neck. Not only did I suck as hard as I could, but I bit into his skin, drawing a little blood. Eric was screaming in pain into the gag, and that sent me over the edge. I pumped dirty load number 5 into the sweet 18 year old Mormon ass as I tasted his blood like a vampire. I didn't stop sucking until I had finished unloading into him, then pulled off to admire my handiwork. I left a mark that was already a deep purple, and you could clearly see my teeth marks. I ripped the duct tape off of his face and pulled out the soggy, dirty jockstrap from his mouth. Eric gasped for air as I slid out of his ass and moved to his head. I grabbed a handful of his thick, black hair and forced my slimy, ass covered cock into his mouth. He didn't even hesitate as he sucked and licked me clean. He was adjusting to his new position very quickly. I sat back and grabbed my phone as Dave unhooked Eric's wrists from his ankles, reattached them to his collar, and put the spreader bar back on. He pulled Eric down so he was on his stomach again, legs hanging over the bed. Then Dave licked his finger and stuck it in a bag of powder, coating it in a fine covering of crystals. He shoved it into the princes leaking fuck-hole, twisting his finger around and around, grinding the crystals into the boys already flaming hot hole, causing Eric to whimper and whine. Then he grabbed the front of Eric's hair and yanked his head back, causing the boy to arch his back as he slammed his cock into him as hard as he could. Jeffrey covered his nose and mouth again with the popper rag while Dave pulled his head back and pounded him hard. Steve approached the boys head saying, "I gotta piss bitch, and you better not spill a drop if you know what's good for you!" He grabbed Eric's hair from Dave and forced him onto his cock. Within seconds, I could see Eric swallowing Steve's chem piss as his cunt got pounded. To his credit, Eric drank it all down. Of course I filmed it all. I was determined to completely destroy Eric's life and make him mine. And I was well on the way. I checked my messages and Alex had sent more. One of them was a video of Brent, still blindfolded on the fuck bench as an elderly man with sagging skin, a bloated belly, saggy tits and a visible biohazard tattoo announced he was cumming. The camera panned to Alex's face as he smiled and said, "Number 28! The last one of the night." Then it showed Brent's gaping hole as cum dripped out of it before a large buttplug was shoved into it, locking the loads inside him. I texted Alex, "I've got the perfect place for your boy to deposit those loads!" Then I sent him the video I just took of Eric drinking chem piss as his hole was pounded. Alex soon texted back, "Don't worry, we're way ahead of you! Neither of us has come yet tonight. We figured the prince needed more dirty loads on his initiation night! We're almost back to the hotel. See you shortly." I smiled knowing I could always count on my friends. Alex and Joe showed up right as Dave was adding load number 6 into the young princes guts. Brent looked well used, like a whore should look. Dave pulled out of Eric and grabbed the back of Brent's neck, forcing him to his knees. He didn't even have to say a word as Brent took his dirty dick into his mouth. Brent cleaned it off, then Dave started pissing into his mouth, which Brent thirstily drank down. I hoped to have Eric trained that well soon. Steve quickly attached the spider gag to Eric again, stretching his mouth wide open, as we gathered around our captive prince and Brent straddled him with his ass over his face. Joe reached up and gently pulled the fat plug out of his boys cumhole. Immediately, cum started running out and into Eric's open hole. Brent even farted a couple of times splattering his ass loads over Eric's face, getting in his eyes and burning them. Soon, Eric's mouth was full of the slightly brownish goo, and Brent's hole was now empty. "Swallow it slut!" I demanded, and Eric complied, as difficult as it was for him to swallow without being able to close his mouth. I smiled as I filmed yet another degradation of the teenage Mormon boy. Joe wasted no time as he flipped Eric back over onto his stomach and shoved his cock into the cumdump beneath him. He and Alex had the smallest dicks in our group, both being 7 inches, but they were both still thick and had matching p.a.'s. Soon Eric was moaning as this new dick fucked him. Meanwhile, Alex was unlocking Brent's chastity cage. "Our boy hasn't cum in two months, and I think he earned it tonight. I think Prince Eric needs to suck him off." He then led Brent to the bed and positioned him in front of Eric. Brent was soft as Eric took him into his mouth. I smiled because I didn't even tell him what to do. He just started sucking Brent's soft little cock while Joe fucked him. Soon Brent was at his full hard 5 inches, which isn't to bad considering he's only 5'6". It was only a couple of minutes before Brent was panting hard and filling Eric's mouth with a two month nut. Eric sucked it down without thinking twice about it. "Well, that was good, but I think our boy needs more milking." Said Alex as he filled a pipe. He held it up to Brent's mouth and lit it. The boy inhaled and held it until Alex said, "Release." He blew out a big white cloud, and Alex made him do it 4 more times. Then Alex took the metal buttplug and stuck it up Brent's ass and handed the control box to Steve. At this point Joe went ridged as he added dirty load number 7 to the cum soup inside Eric. He pulled out and Alex replaced him saying, "I want our slut to cum two more times before I do. And if he doesn't, you will BOTH be punished. Now start sucking!" Eric engulphed Brent's shriveled up little Tina dick, and sucked it like the whore he was born to be. Steve massaged Brent's prostate with the electro buttplug, and in just a couple of more minutes, he started shaking and moaning as his still soft dick gave up it's second load. He tried to push Eric off of his overly sensitive dick, only to get backhanded by Alex. "Don't you dare push him off of you, you little bitch!" Admonished alex. "You were given instructions, and I expect them to be followed! You better cum or else!" Eric started sucking Brent like a vacuum as Steve turned up the power on the box. Joe climbed on to the bed behind Brent and covered his mouth and nose with the popper rag. Then he put some alligator clips on Brent's nipples that were pierced with bars through them. Brent cried out as the pain surged through him. And sure enough, he was soon shaking and whining, his whole body jerking as he gave up a third load into Eric's second cumhole in an orgasm I was sure was more painful than pleasurable. Right as Brent gave up the last of his cum, Alex buried himself in Eric and delivered his 8th dirty load in less than 6 hours from when our young prince was still a virgin. "Well damnit." Said Alex as he pulled out. "I really wanted to punish you, so I think I will anyway."

Part 6 We carried Prince Eric from the bathroom and threw his body onto the bed. We removed the funnel gag and attached his wrist restraints to his ankle ones so that he was head down and ass up. Dave moved into position and pulled out the plug, smiling at the still fresh looking pink hole winking at him. He dribbled some spit onto it and placed his cock head against it. Then he grabbed the kids hips and rammed all 8 inches of himself balls deep. Eric let out a howl as his hole was assaulted again. I'm sure it must be aching right now, even with all the drugs, as he had been a virgin two hours ago, and was now taking another hard fucking from a big cock. I covered his nose and mouth again with the popper rag, and soon the teenage Prince was moaning as Dave pounded the shit out of him. I knew this kid was a born bottom slut! I filmed some of the action, getting some nice close-ups of Dave's raw cock plundering Eric's pussy. I moved up to Eric's face and got some close-ups of the whore moaning with his eyes closed. He opened his glassy eyes and looked right into the camera, exactly as I hoped he would. I was going to get some great footage of him to use to further destroy his former life and make him mine. His Mormon family will disown him when we send them videos from his phone which Steve was currently looking through. "You like that baby?" I asked him. "You like getting fucked? You like having a big cock fucking your faggot hole?" He stared into my phone and moaned, "Oh yes. God yes." I knew his mind was fucked and all reason had left him. "Do you like being a cumdump? Do you like having dirty, infected loads pumped into your whorey guts? Come on baby, tell me!" "Fuck yea." He moaned. "Fuck me please. Give me your cum. Fill me up!" He babbled. This shit was gold! "Tell Dave you want him to shoot his dirty HIV cum into you. Beg him for it!" I ordered him. "Beg him for his poz load!" "Please," Eric whimpered, "please Dave, shoot your dirty cum into me. Give it to me! I am your cumdump! Give me your poz load!" With that, Dave buried himself into Eric and let out a long growl as he filled the 18 year old with his 3rd dirty load. After we were through with him, his life would only be worth being a cumdump for poz men. After Dave pulled out, he wiped his slimy cock all over Eric's hair. Then Jeffrey rolled Eric onto his back, leaving his wrists still attached to his ankles. He pulled something out of his vest pocket. It was a dirty, crusty, yellow stained jockstrap. "We've been working on this for a couple of weeks hoping we got to use it." He sneered as he pried Eric's mouth open. "This is two weeks of piss and cum on here." He said as he held it under Eric's nose. "And your pretty mouth is the perfect place to put it before I rape you with the biggest cock you've ever seen!" Eric's eyes grew wide in fear as Jeffrey stuffed his mouth full with the disgusting jockstrap. "Gentleman, do you think you can generate a little more piss to moisten it a bit?" He asked looking and me and Steve. "I want to make sure our little prince here gets the full effect of it." Steve and I placed our cockheads against the gag, and were able to generate enough piss that it was nice and wet, releasing the full flavour into the young boys mouth. Dave then took some duct tape and covered Eric's mouth, sealing it in. "One last thing, sweet prince." Said Jeffrey as he pulled a prepared point out of another vest pocket. "Just a little bit more before I rip you open." He tied a band around his arm as Dave tied one around Eric's. I sat back and watched as Steve filmed it on Eric's phone. Jeffrey inserted the needle, drawing it back until the syringe turned dark red. Then he pushed the plunger, taking half of it. He handed it to Dave who proceeded to insert it into Eric's arm, releasing the rest of the red fluid into the teen. There was NO way Eric would not be converted after tonight! After Eric finished coughing, Jeffrey stood there stroking his monster cock with the huge p.a., lubing it up. "Look at it boy!" He demanded. David held up Eric's head so he could get a good view through his slammed up eyes of the giant cock about to destroy his young hole. "Look at this cock which is going to ruin you. Your hole is NEVER going to be the same when I'm finished with you!" Damn Jeffrey could be sadistic! That only made my own cock throb as I thought of fucking Eric's wrecked hole after Jeffrey was done. Eric trembled and panted heavily in fear and from the slam as Jeffery climbed into the bed. Sweat was pouring off of him as David grabbed Eric's ankles and pulled them back until his knees touched the bed. His eyes grew bigger as Jeffery placed his p.a. against the defensless hole beneath him. I walked over to the bed so I could get a good shot of Eric's face when Jeffery slammed into him. "You wanted to try new things." I said as I spat on his face. "Be careful what you ask for, you stupid slut!" With that, Jeffery slammed into Eric with all of his might. Eric let out a scream like he was being murdered. Thank God for the gag! Tears instantly flowed from his eyes as he struggled to break free. But David held him tight, he wasn't going anywhere. He had no choice but to take Jeffrey's savage fuck. Steve tossed me the popper rag and I placed it over Eric's nose. Soon he was limp again, groaning in pain as his formerly virgin Mormon ass was raped. Jeffery pulled out and smiled at his red covered cock before slamming it back into the kid. Then he started pile driving Eric's ruined guts. He used his strong core muscles to relentlessly pound the poor young prince. He would move his hips around so he was battering every inch of Eric's insides that he could possibly reach. I just kept giving the kid popper hits and hoping he didn't end up in the hospital. Jeffery fucked poor Eric for 40 solid minutes. 20 minutes into the assault, Eric just gave in, his mind a giant pool of mush, just as his guts were. He continued to groan while Jeffery destroyed his teenage hole. Finally, Jeffrey grabbed Eric around his throat and started choking him as he approached blowing a 4th dirty load into Eric's battered hole. The boys eyes bugged out of his head as Jeffery let out a yell and filled the young cumdump with his cum. He collapsed onto Eric's body, both of them dripping sweat. "Who's next?" he asked as I was moving to take his place.

Hey guys thanks for the awesome responses to the story you all got me off my ass and encouraged me to write part 3 tried to build in a little more back story and flesh out the characters a little more for the part 4 and beyond. again i apologise for any incorrect spelling and grammar 🙂 but on with the story: Part 3 Alverez moved though the dark lab. The light from emergency lights casting strange shadows on the walls equations and diagrams looks almost like hieroglyphs in a forgotten tomb. Now dark plasma screens fought for space between whiteboards, cabinets and shelves. The young man's eyes scanned over the strange equipment that seemed to be making a quest appearance from a sci-fi film, and all of it alien technology to him. He muttered under his breath “stupid egg heads getting locked in their own god damn lab." He sighed and though about how he should be in Atlantic city right now with Jackson, Gray and Grey’s husband Jason blowing their last paychecks on booze and gambling not stuck in this Lab looking for clumsy scientists that should have known better than to play god. His mind wondered to a memory of Jason and Grey. He had walked in on them last time they were all away together, Jason had been fucking Grey hard his hips slamming into the blond man who was on his hands and knees ass in the air moaning like a bitch. Both men were sweating despite the AC in the room, and Gray cried out for the 6;04 Ginger Adonis to plow him harder. Jason had renewed his thrusts slamming into Gray like a jackhammer before lifting the smaller man up. He was squeezing Gray’s throat and kissing him passionately. After a few moments more Jason let the smaller man fall back to the mattress his hand whipped down to slap the blond otter on each ass cheek receiving a moan of pleasure in response. Jason began to pant his skin glistening with a fresh sheen of sweat. He almost shouted, “You want it baby you want daddy’s load!?” Gray’s hands were balled pulling at the sheets he nearly squealed the words, “please give me that load in my ass!” Jason slammed his hips into Gray as deep as he could with a feral growl “here you go!” He spasmed and pumped a few more times before falling like a tree onto of his husband, Alverez had backed out of the room before they had seen him far too busy in their own activities. He had always been taught such acts were a sin but he had never been so turned on he had masturbated to that memory so many times since then, his fingers would wonder down to his tight hole and.... The memories were interrupted by Jacksons voice over the mic “Jackson to Alverez I think I've seen someone I'm moving into the office south of the lab you're in now” Alverez whispered a brief thank you to the ceiling while making the sign of the cross. He toggled the ear piece “heading to you now” only a moment later Jacksons voice filled his ear again “the damn door closed on me I will check on this contact then move back and try open it” Alverez sighed again and hissed between his teeth “are you fucking kidding me man” but took a breath and toggled the ear piece again “Rodger.” He took his time finishing the search of the lab. He found nothing he didn’t expect to but imagining Jacksons annoyed expression at being kept waiting by a simple locked door and was unable to keep the grin from his face. The team had been together for two years it used to be him, Jackson, Gray and Nate, but Nate had recruited Nick last month. The new guy was fitting in well, but he was not quite one of the boys just yet. He and Jackson were planning Nick's initiation. He knew Nate had a vested interest in the kid, what with his father being his first CO. They had served together for 5 years before the older man had been killed in action, and Nate head-hunted to run delta team; he was helping Nick by getting him into the team and securing him a good career so they would go easy on him. In the Two years Jackson and Alverez had become close friends almost inseparable because they were both alpha jocks. It had also led to them butting heads because they would take any opportunity to gain one-up over the other trying to prove their dominion and solidify their alpha status in the team via pranks, contests and roughhousing. Not that the others payed much attention. Gray had said they were just hiding their insecurities behind bravado, and Nate called showboating. Both were probably right, but it was going to feel-good one-upping Jackson this time. He walked into the corridor his gun over his shoulder and a smug look plastered on his face expecting to see his Jackson giving him the finger or tapping his watch. He looked to the glass wall and door blocking the corridor. No Jackson, he raised an eyebrow perhaps the frat boy was playing with him hiding around the corner? Alverez peered into the gloom and saw something holding a pale figure in the air it took him a moment to realise the figure was Jackson naked apart from his boots. The gun fell from his hand in shock; the sling catching it and letting it hang useless by his side. Jackson was writhing in the thing's arms. His hands moving over his own skin as if every touch was pure pleasure, and the thing looked like it was sucking him off. The creature holding him aloft must have been over 6;3. It was hard to make out in the gloom. It’s slate gray skin and black body hair hiding it well, but the strange pulsing toxic green light from what looked like veins lit it up and cast hypnotic shadows over the scene In-front of him. Alverez’s eyes focused on the bio-hazard symbol on its chest and then drifted to the huge cock rubbing against Jackson's back. The thing looked massive like a baseball bat between its legs the tip of which glistened with a tar like black ooze trails of it already marking Jackson’s skin. He started to bang on the glass, to scream Jackson’s name. The thing let Jackson's steel hard member leave its maw, and the man’s ass was raised to creature's month and tongue. Alverez looked to the lock and tried the code he saw Gray use to get them in here frantically mashing the pad while he screamed into the com mic. He was greeted with static and the access denied screen over and over. He pulled a knife from his thigh and tried to smash the access panel. and though it broke with a crunch and a spider webbing of cracks the door stayed closed the magnet unmovable. He looked up and saw Jackson being raised and positioned over the creature's massive member. It start to push down; Jackson squirmed and writhed like he was trying to fight to push himself off the massive oily tool. Alverez saw the jerk as it tore its way into his friends defenses and into his tender hole watched as the creature began to move him up and down he saw Jackson lean forward and kiss the creature. He could barely tear his eyes away from the scene in front of him his mind flashing to memory of Jason and Gary on the hotel bed. He remembered the gun on a sling he had dropped out of shock when he first looked into the room. He grabbed it, took a shooting stance, and took aim at the glass. He fired a quick burst, but the glass held barely scratched. The bullets ricocheted off to the side; the low calibre bullets were more of a danger to Alverez than to the glass. He went back to banging on the door knowing it was useless. Almost sobbing feeling powerless as the thing grasped Jackson's shoulders and pushed him all the way down onto its toxic cock, he knew what was about to happen he had seen it with Gray and Jason. He heard the creature's scream of triumph and could see the massive gray balls contract again and again. He knew it was pumping his friend full of its cum. When the creature was done filling his friend, he saw Jackson's limp form pulled from the huge dripping cock. His suspicions were confirmed when the black ooze and crimson blood poured down the his friend’s leg from his destroyed hole. Jackson was twitching held in the things arms he could see the man's skin changing to a slate gray colour as the black veins began to spread across the man's body. The thing was making him like it, and Jackson seemed to be enjoying it. Alverez licked his dry lips as the thing carried Jackson from sight. He could feel his own cock straining at his fatigues and the damp spread of precum leeching into the fabric. He was sweating heavily and felt sick at being so turned on by what he had just witnessed happen to his best friend. He blamed the shock; his mind not letting him know the truth. But even as he turned to head back to tell the others what had happened to stage a rescue. He could not get the image of Jackson leaking the black ooze and the look of pleasure on the mans face as he became a monster. Red lights began to flash though the halls and rooms of the Gentech Labs once more and a calming voice repeated the phrase “Containment breech - full lock-down protocols are now in effect” There was a loud and final sounding boom the sound of what could only be a large steel blast door sealing the facility again and perhaps dooming them all to Jacksons fate.

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.

I have never felt so sick in my life as I'm tankful Dr. Johnson left these two men to help me get through this. As one takes me to the shower to cool off, the other changes the sheets as they are wet from me, sweating and does the laundry. I would hate to have my family too come and ask why there is so much laundry and start to ask questions that their son has been taking drugs sucking and getting fuck by men who have HIV and not I am pregnant from their POZ loads. For the next ten days, these men took care of me, keeping me hydrated as I could not eat and thing as I would throw it up. When the fever broke, Dr. Johnson came over examed me, and we had a long talk. He took me to a mirror and showed the effects of becoming POZ did to me as I was shocked in horror on how skinny and sickly I look, but Mr. Johnson that I will be ok as we can't have my parents come home and see me like this. So since in a few weeks, I was going away to school, why not leave now. I ask Dr. Johnson if this chastity could be taken off as my dick hurts so bad; he is laughing then says your dick wants to fuck negative holes, but for right now, it's staying on as when you get to school, I have put in touch with Dr. Jeff, and I will inform your parents when they come home. My parents are pleased that I want to get a jump on school, but little do they know why I'm going. When I arrive, I get my room, and I will be with Peter in my dorm room. He is 18 skinny fem looking, but I can see he has a nice dick, maybe 8 inches. I will hide me being in chastity as I don't want anyone to know what is going, so I ware baggy pants. At school, there are no females, and all the boys ware the same looking clothes, black pants, white shirt with a black tie. It's funny as we all look the same walking around. The day after I arrive, I see Dr.Jeff as I enter in a very stern voice STRIP. I do as he rubes his hands over my body and pinches my nipples hard when he unzips his pants I drop yo my knees and start to suck his dick when he is hard he picks me up puts his face in my hole as I moan in the pleasure he is giving me. When he gets up, he says just the way I like them a bitch in heat as his dick goes into me. As I have not been fuck in a few weeks, it takes a little while before I'm back to moaning like the faggot I am. Dr. Jeff is dumping his load and is balls deep as I feel the pumping actions of his dick, giving me his load. When he pulls out, I stand up. He turns me around and looks me in the eyes, not saying a word for a few seconds, so I squat down, then take his cum covered dick and suck it clean. He pushes me away and gives me the details of what I have to do. #1 Find three negative boys and bring them to him as they will become members of the brotherhood like me. #2 As your school does community outreach of helping people out, your school never goes to the P.O.C. side of town, but you will. #3 You will help Big Bill and do what he says as he is helping the brotherhood in many ways. #4 Tonight I'm having a few friends for a party so show up. I show up at Dr.Jeff's home, and the sign on the door says the door is up locked, as I enter Dr.Jeff is naked with all types of tattoos on his body. Without saying a word, I take off my clothes as I know what I'm here for, as I enter the living room there are two naked men in their 50s with nice size dicks and like DrJeff are covered in POZ tattoos and a P.A. on their dick. On the floor in the living room, I see a strap and a syringe as One says have some fun boy as we sure will. I knee down rap the strap around my arm tight, I see a vein I insert the needle, then I see the flash of blood then push the plunger down, I'm in heaven as the strap comes off as this was a heavy slam. One of the men is pointing at his dick, so I crawl over and start to suck it as the other is putting something in my hole then start to tongue it., I'm in pig heaven. The one tonguing my hole says pretty hole not wrecked yet as the other one is laughing says sit on it. I get up and impale my self on his dick as whatever he put in my hole wants me to get fuck hard. I hear Dr.Jeff is on the phone say the boy is here he slammed himself and is now ridding Tommy dick AIDS-infected dick. Let me know how you like it and what direction it should go Thank You

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

Climbing the stairs back up to my condo, I started to feel a little guilty. Both of the guys I just bred were vulnerable to my bug and didn't even know it. Dragonboy probably thought I was still on meds just like the other times we fucked, still playing up the poz on neg scene like before. Reaching my floor, I shook myself out of it, thinking "He never asked and I told him I was poz. Besides, if he really wants to stay neg, he wouldn't be getting multiple guys to breed him when he's off prep." Sitting down on my couch, I lit up a fat one and took a long hit. Before I knew it, I was holding the remains in a clip and got one last drag on it before it was done. I checked my phone and looked to see who was close on a few of the apps. My balls were empty, but it didn't hurt to look and maybe set something up for the future. It was a lot of the usual guys but then I spotted the Italian guy from the laundry room. "Had fun the other night" I sent to him. "OMG it was shouldnt have too risky" he replied a few minutes later. I sent back "Thats what made it so hot." I didn't get a response so I sent one more "When u doing laundry again?" and hit send. There wasn't a reply after a few minutes so I figured he didn't want to play again. The college bug chaser wasn't on so I set the phone down and grabbed my laptop to check messages on a few sites. I was kind of disappointed that the older guy hadn't messaged back, but he probably got cold feet when he saw I was no longer listed as undetectable. With nothing going on, I watched a few porn clips but nothing really did it for me so I decided to crash for the night. The alarm rudely awakened me and I crawled out of bed, still smelling the sweat and cum on my body from the night before. I showered and then ate breakfast while I opened up my laptop and surfed a few sites. Still no message from the older guy, but it had been less than 12 hours since I checked the last time. I grabbed my phone and looked at a few apps. A smile came over me as I saw the college guy on. "Hey, how u doin?" I typed out. "sore & horny" he responded. I chuckled thinking the slut had got some more dick after we fucked the other night. "rough day yesterday?" I asked back. "sore from u. nothin yesterday" he replied. I sent back "u want more?" He immediately sent back "fuck yeah" and then "dad is going out in a half hr. meet in cleaning closet on 19 in 45min?" How cute, I thought, but it made sense with all of the universities shut down. If he didn't have an apartment he'd have to go back to his parents house or move in with friends. "k" I replied and waited. I took the stairs up to try and be more dicreet and also for the workout. Being a little sweaty before a fuck was never a bad thing for the guys I hooked up with. I peeked out the door and didn't see anyone in the hallway and a few seconds later I heard someone coming down the stairs. I leaned against the wall and then saw it was the college guy. I opened the door and he followed me out into the hall. We went over to the closet that the cleaning staff use to store their supplies and twisted the handle. Locked. I knew from experience that they usually didn't lock these doors but figured that people were probably stealing the cleaning supplies so now they had to. "Wanna try up one floor?" I asked. He nodded and we went up the stairs to the 20th floor. That one was locked too. "Fuck!" he said. I nodded and was about to suggest the sauna again when he said "You're not gonna stalk me, right?" I thought it was a strange question but said "Nah, I don't usually even fuck a guy more than a few times." He started walking down the hall to the end and pulled out his key. I followed him into unit 20A, down the inside hall and into a bedroom. He was pulling his clothes off as soon as we got inside and he told me "We gotta make this quick. I don't want my dad to come home while we're fucking." I pushed him on the bed and looked down at his twinky body. Our other fuck was in dim light and now I could see all of him. The smooth pale skin, a nice smooth bubble butt, his muscled runner's legs and his hair was just pulled back in a ponytail today. I pushed down my basketball shorts, yanked my tank off and was on top of him seconds later. My hard cock ground along his butt cheeks as I laid on him, forcing him flat against his bed. I whispered in his ear "You need some more toxic seed?" I heard him whimper and I said to him firmly "Tell me what you want or I'm out of here." "Please, fuck me full of your bug. I want you to turn me into a poz slut" he cried out. I chuckled and whispered back "Good boy. You gonna share it too, right?" My cock was rock hard and oozing precum into the crevice. "Yes, sir. As many as I can" he replied, starting to breathe heavily. "Please fuck me" he whined a few seconds later. Raising my hips, I dragged my shaft between his butt cheeks and then pushed down until I found the opening. Pushing harder, the head of my cock finally started to work it's way inside. His face was buried into the bed cover as he yelled out from the pain of my thick cock stretching him open with just a little precum for lube. The head of my cock was barely inside when I forced his head down to muffle his screams. I paused a moment to let him get used to it. His body was shaking and he let out another yell when I nudged in deeper. He hadn't lubed up before our meet, apparently, so I was going to have to do it for him. Pulling my cock out I crawled back, spreading his ass cheeks apart before spitting on the hole. Using a finger to start, I pushed the spit in and added some more. Adding a second finger, I worked the spit in deeper before twisting them around to help stretch his sphincter. With one more gob of spit, I pushed my fingers in all the way, twisting them back and forth before pulling them out and replacing them with the tip of my shaft. It looked really hot, my darker rigid cock surrounded by his pale butt cheeks slowly driving down until my hips were pressed against his ass. My cock went in much easier this time and with a lot less screaming. I'm sure that the first attempt, as dry and rough as it was, did enough to help my bug get into his body, but I was planning on giving him more than just a little viral precum. I raised my hips up and then dropped back down with a thud. The whole bed bounced and I repeated it a few more times with college boy mumbling "oh god" over and over. Pushing my body up with my arms, I hovered over him, my cock still partially inside his tight, wet hole. I whispered in his ear "God ain't gonna help you now" before thrusting my hips in and out. It got easier each time as his hole loosened up and my pre coated his chute. We stayed like this for almost ten minutes, him flat on the bed whimpering and me drilling his pussy with my stiff shaft. I fell on him, slamming my dick in hard and my chest slapping against his back. I yanked back on his pony tail, pulling his face off the bed. "This what you been dreaming about? Getting pounded by a big poz dick and having your last neg loads fucked out of you?" I growled in his ear before I got on my knees and flipped him over. Spreading his legs, I aimed my fuckstick at the gaping hole and shoved back in. Looking into his wide open eyes, I pushed his legs back while driving the last couple inches of my cock inside him. Last time, I bred him from behind, deprived of looking at his face as he took what might have been his first known toxic load. I wasn't going to miss out on it this time, before he became too used to the feeling and it just became another raw fuck. I knew some guys only took one before it was nothing special but most craved a lot more poz dick until the novelty wore off. One guy I knew never got over it and even when he was in hospice, dying of AIDs, he still craved taking new strains. My hips were rolling, driving my cock into him with firm jabs. I would move my hips around and dig my cock in different directions, hitting his prostate a few times before teasing another part of his rectum. A smile came over his face and stayed there even when I pounded harder. "Breed me again" he begged. I slammed in, holding my hard cock in him and staring down at him. "Please" he begged again. Slowly I pulled my dick back and lunged back in, hearing him grunt. He said calmly "Give me your bug" but the intensity in his face showed how much he wanted it. Pulling back slowly again, I chuckled and then felt my cock start to swell. I hammered his hole for half a minute before my balls said "it's time." Planting all of my cock into his body, the first of a half dozen spurts of virus filled cum painted his gut. His outer ring was spasming around my cock, milking my cock as he covered his chest and face with his own untainted spunk. I pulled halfway out and rammed back in, coaxing one or two more shots out of my balls. "Oh my god... thank you" he said as my chest heaved and sweat dripped on him. We stayed there, almost motionless for a minute. He broke the silence, his voice labored, saying "plug... top drawer." I smiled and reached over. It took a couple tries but I got the drawer open and pulled out a glass butt plug. It had some girth and when I pulled my cock back a little, realized it was slightly thicker than me. Backing up a little, I was able to slip it into the battered, cummy hole before it closed. It was mesmerizing to watch his ass ring slowly lock the plug in place, sealing in my poisonous load. Lowering his legs down, I stood up on the floor and tapped his leg. "Clean my dick" I commanded and he spun around, laying his head off the side of the bed. Crouching a little, I set my cum covered cock on his lips. He started licking, first under the shaft and then around the sides while I moved back and forth. I spotted a few small dark streaks and I wondered if he didn't clean well enough or if it was blood. I suspected the latter. Moving back slightly, I let him lap at the head of my cock a few moments and then pushed into his mouth. Sliding my cock into his mouth and throat, I watched his lower lip collect the last of the cum on my dick. He opened his mouth wider when I pulled back and then out of his mouth. His tongue licked over his lip, collecting the cum which he greedily sucked in. I gave him a couple quick slaps of my cock over his face and then grabbed my shorts. Pulling them on, I then tugged my tank top over my head. Slipping my feet into my sandals I told him "Thanks, that was a good fuck. Wonder if that's the one that will do it" before turning and walking down the hall to the door. I heard his front door click shut behind me while I walked down toward the stairwell. Just as I got to the door, I heard the elevator ding as it arrived. An older, athletic guy came around the corner with a few shopping bags hanging from his hand as I entered the stairwell and went down to my floor. It was just a quick glance, I didn't want to stick around and spook him with strangers walking around on his floor. Back at my place, I lit up a blunt and quickly finished it, enjoying the rush as my balls started to recover. I looked through the guide on the TV, trying to find something to watch and finally found something mindless. After a few minutes, I checked my phone and saw a message from college guy. "Fuck, that was close. Dad showed up right after you left" was his message. I smiled and wondered what his dad would say if he knew what his son was doing.

The Dragon Returns When I woke up the next day, I was hornier than ever. My thoughts of "just fuck one guy and I can make it a couple more weeks" were long gone and now I was back to my old pattern of needing some ass every day or two. All of those memories from the last time I was toxic and breeding neg guys were now flooding back. Officially, I only knew of four guys that I pozzed back then. All had begged me for it and I made sure that my bug would haunt them for the rest of their lives. There were countless others that had ghosted on me or just disappeared for a while, only to come back with a more positive status in their profiles. I never knew if it was my loads that did it or if their "no questions asked" attitude had caught up with them. Honestly, I didn't really care since they were just more sluts to fuck. As the morning went by, my brain was confused and battling itself. It was like the cartoon of the devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other. "Stay home, watch porn and masturbate" my little angel told me, while the demon said "They don't care about the new virus, so giving them the old one won't matter." For an angel, he was pretty accepting of my depraved lifestyle, but the demon really told the truth as far as I was concerned. My dreams the night before had been filled with breeding the Italian otter with my hopefully potent seed, how he milked every drop into his unsuspecting pussy, the rough fuck with the college bug chaser and hearing him beg me to infect him. Stroking my cock in bed, I promised myself that I would be good today and stay at home. It was Friday though, and I really wanted to be the social creature I had been a few months ago. I showered and logged on to see what surprises awaited from work. My phone chirped, buzzed and oinked all morning long and I only looked at the emails and texts from my co-workers. That was until I got an email from one of the hookup sites that said I had 7 new messages waiting. Time for lunch, I told myself as I sipped the last of my coffee. I washed the cup and made myself a sandwich before I grabbed my personal laptop and opened it up. I had a folder of sites that I frequented and it was easy to open them all up at once. I found the one that had emailed me earlier and logged in. Five of the messages were from one guy, another was from a monthly party that said that they were cancelled until further notice and the last was from a younger guy judging by the little profile pic. I deleted the party message and looked at the ones from the chatty guy. One of those was the "unlocked pic" message, another was a nudge message showing me he was interested without wasting his limited messages, so that only left three of his to read. I took a look at his profile and it really wasn't the type of guy I was into. The body, ass and cock shots he had were that of a late 40's white guy and his profile screamed vanilla bottom. I read the messages though, because sometimes the profile is generic to not rule anyone out and the private messages show the true slut that he is... or confirms my original thought. The first one actually surprised me, saying "Hey. I think you live in my building. 1530? gr8 profile." It got me curious enough to open the next message he sent. "Looking to try some kinkier stuff. Think u can blow my mind?" I sighed and realized my first impression was true - he's a vanilla not-quite-daddy who's horny enough to say he'll do anything to get laid. I hit 'next' to see his last message and chuckled as I read it "want my 1st poz load and wud love it from a guy like u." His messages were spaced out over the past two days, so its not like he got horny and flooded me with his messages. He'd been thinking about this. The last message had me thinking and it took me a few seconds before I realized that I had never updated my profile on this site - it still said "undetectable". Even in normal times I wouldn't want to spend the time trying to find what kinks that a guy was into. Let someone more patient deal with that shit. The guys I hooked up with usually fell into two groups - experienced kinksters and naive guys that don't realize what they are getting into until it's too late. Hitting 'next' I got to the last of my unread messages. "Hey, we hooked up a couple times. Hope we can do it again soon since we're only 7 floors away" said the last one. I looked at the profile (cndragonboy) and remembered the guy. He was a few years younger than me, a good fuck, loved to take it rough and even liked some piss play. My mind spun trying to remember what he looked like until I remembered his face. He was Asian, I think... Yeah, Chinese with a cool dragon tattoo on his arm. It had been about a year since we last met up so I thought he might be a good possibility. I sent him a reply "when? could be fun" and then went back to the older guy's message. My thoughts were all over the place and I figured I should at least send a reply since he was so persistent. "Should I or shouldn't I?" I thought as my dick got hard in my sweat pants. The scene from his last message was about the only one I would consider, but the question was how to approach my lack of meds. "Might as well push him into the deep end of the pool" I mused. Hitting the reply button, I typed out "U sure? it leads to really risky things" and hit send. I figured I would ignore the general kink issue and just play the poz fuck one. Clicking on the "my profile" section of the site, I clicked the "ask me" button under status and saved it. Closing the laptop, I headed back to my desk to deal with work. The afternoon seemed to go by quick and when things wound down with work, I looked at my phone. Among the spam messages was an alert that I had another new message on the hookup site. Grabbing my personal laptop again, I logged back in to see who had replied or if it was someone else. Dragonboy had replied only a few minutes after I had closed the laptop earlier. "horny af, but need 2b safe. u got mask?" was his reply. I assumed that he wanted to fuck today or tomorrow, but I really wasn't sure. I had a couple cloth masks but so far hadn't used them. Wanting to clarify what he meant by "safe", I sent back "mask? yes, condoms never." To kill a little time in case he replied right away again, I looked around the site to see who else was on. There was the usual mix of eye candy and psychos, all going crazy without sex. It only took a few minutes and I had a reply. "ok. 2nite? 7? roommate at work until 8. 4C" was all his message said. He must want it bad but the whole mask thing seemed odd. "Don't breathe on me but shoot your poz load inside" seemed pretty contradictory. I replied "ok" and left the laptop open. Heading to the bathroom, I showered again and then dressed in some loose track pants and a tee. Looking at the clock, I sat down on the sofa and surfed a little bit until it was time to head down to his condo. I tried to remember what he liked but he blurred into the hundreds of guys I had fucked in the past year. Checking my phone, I opened up the note I kept that had a list of the better fucks I'd had to see if I had put him in there. "Bingo!" I said to myself as I found his login name. The comment after his name had me hard almost immediately. "btm, on prep, slut. likes: rough, piss, poz talk, breeding. No: A2M" At five minutes to seven, I got up and grabbed my spare door key and the mask. I put the mask on and walked down the hall toward the stairwell, hiding the key in the fake plant decorating the hallway. A few more steps and I opened the stairwell door and took the stairs down to the fourth floor. Right at seven, I knocked on his door and a few seconds later he opened it. The blue mask covered most of his face, but I could see his eyes and they were looking right back at me intensely. Besides the mask, he had a towel wrapped around his waist but nothing else. There was a sheen of moisture on his chest and arms and the dragon tattoo looked as sexy as ever. I could see the beginnings of another large tat on his other arm. He grabbed my hand without saying a word and dragged me back to his bedroom. On the way there I pulled my tee off and once inside the bedroom I tugged on his towel. He stood there almost totally naked and I wished I could see the expression on his face. There was some lube on the table next to the bed which I grabbed with one hand while pushing him on the bed with the other. He whimpered as he hit the bed and then pushed his ass up. "On your back" I told him firmly. "No face to face. I already lost family to this damn virus" he said back to me apologetically. That was one of the few explanations I would accept from a bottom telling me no to such a simple request. "Yeah, I understand. Sorry about your family" I replied as I climbed on the bed. I was about to add some lube to his hole, but the reflection told me he had already taken care of it. "He was probably playing with a dildo to get ready for my dick" I said to myself, cocky as always. Pulling back on my foreskin, I revealed the rest of my flared head, and dragged it over his hole. The tip could feel him winking his sphincter on it and when he relaxed I pushed in. Damn, it felt good. There was the perfect amount of friction between my bare cock and his slick chute. When I got half way in, I looked down and saw some white froth squeeze out around my cock. The lube he gave me was clear, so it wasn't from one of those cum-like lubes. "You already got a load in there?" I asked. Through his moaning I heard a long drawn out "Yeah." I slapped his ass hard and told him "Fuck yeah you little slut!" I grabbed his hips and thrust in the most of the way, feeling the stranger's seed coat my cock. I moaned and ground my hips which were almost touching his ass. It felt like a big load and I was going to make full use of his well lubed hole. "Can't have been long ago" I said, rocking my hips and driving my cock in and out. "He just left" Dragonboy said. I smiled behind my mask and enjoyed knowing he was really being a slut today. A safe slut. The head of my cock was bumping against his inner ring and I was determined to break through. I kept thrusting against the barrier and on the seventh push I broke through. Dragon guy's arms spread out and his face was now planted on the bed. I could hear him scream into the bedding while his body shook. Pulling back, I came back through and then pushed back in. I did this a few times until the battered ring let my cock slip in and out almost like his outer ring. Once I had full access to his ass, I began long stroking him. Pulling almost out and then driving back in balls deep. "Like that poz dick deep inside you?" I asked. "Oh fuck... I forgot you're poz" he said and a few moments later "God that feels good." We fucked like this a little while, churning up the load inside him and adding my precum to the mix. I pounded him harder and his moans got louder. "Oh god yeah, pound my neg pussy" he begged and I drilled faster. It felt so good, but I didn't want to shoot right away, I gave him a few hard thrusts and slowed way down. He whimpered again, obviously wanting me to keep going. I shifted and got up on one foot, digging my cock into his hole in a new direction. He started pushing back, trying to get my cock deeper but I needed to keep it slow and shallow to get back from the edge. I even pulled out and slapped my dick over his hole to make it last longer. A few moments after I calmed down, I crouched behind him and slid back in. He did have a good hole and it was even better with some anonymous load in it. I drilled his ass slowly, not as hard as I was before but with a firm stroke. The slap as our bodies came together filled the room and got louder and then faster. Dragonboy never really complained, but I knew he felt every single thrust. I chuckled when I looked down and saw my trimmed pubes now covered in a froth from the cum I'd fucked out of his hole. Suddenly, I stopped drilling his ass and left just the uncovered head of my cock inside his hole. He whimpered, and I knew he wanted to feel a cock drilling his ass again. I slammed in once, grinding my hips on his smooth, hairless ass. Pulling back slowly I slammed in again and got him to grunt. My hands held firm on his hips and then I slammed in a third time, driving easily past his inner ring. The fourth time, I forced him flat on the bed. We laid there a moment, him spread out against the bed and me on top of him filling his ass with my bare, poz cock. He wiggled his ass a few times, but I made him wait a little longer before the last fucking of the night and his eventual breeding. I pushed myself up and left my left hand between his shoulder blades, pinning him to the bed. My hips started to roll and slowly I built up a good rhythm. Just as I was about to pick up the pace and breed dragonboy, I heard a sound behind me. Glancing back, I saw a guy about the same height as dragonboy, but thinner. A mask covered most of his face but I could see those brown Asian eyes staring at us. He had his pants pulled down with his cock in his hand and was stroking to the same pace as I was fucking. "Fuck" I said and quickly dragonboy looked back. "Oh shit, its my roommate" he said. I guess we had gone longer than planned and he got home and caught us. I really didn't want to stop and it didn't seem that his roommate was bothered by us fucking. I kept up and was kind of excited by having an unexpected audience. After a few more quick thrusts, my cock was spewing several spurts of cum into dragonboy's ass. There wasn't a lot of the previous guy's cum left in there, but I was sure adding a lot of my own. "Take that fuckin' poz load" I grunted as the last few shots of cum pumped into him. With the last shot fired off, I slowly pulled out. I caught my breath and then looked back at his roommate. "Get your clothes off and get on the bed. And show me that ass" I said to the roommate. Dragonboy chuckled and said "My cousin doesn't know a lot of English. He just got here a year ago." He translated and I was surprised how quickly his roommate obeyed. He smiled at me as he hurried over to the bed and climbed on, next to dragonboy. He was now completely naked except for the mask. His skin was smooth with only a small patch of pubic hair and some tufts of hair under his arms. Dragonboy said a few things to his roommate, who nodded and then reached back and spread his ass for me. His skin was about the same shade as dragonboy, but lighter than mine and his hole looked like it was about virgin tight. "He hasn't been fucked much, so go easy. I sold his virginity last summer and he's only had a couple cocks since" dragon boy told me. This wasn't really what I was expecting, but who was I to say no. With my mask in place and it sounded like spit wasn't allowed, so I grabbed the lube bottle. Dripping some above the roommate's hole, I fingered it in. He let out a moan and I added a little more lube. My cock still had a sheen of cum over it so I didn't bother to add any unnatural lube to it. He was still spreading his butt so I moved closer and dragged my cock along his taint up to my fingers that were still in him. Quickly, I swapped fingers for cock and he instantly let me know he felt the difference. He only had the tip inside and I knew he wasn't expecting something quite so thick. I gave him a moment and then worked my dick in deeper. He was obviously uncomfortable but I kept hearing dragonboy tell him something in Chinese which seemed to calm him down. He was tight. Probably one of the tightest that I had ever successfully got my dick into. I worked it deeper inside, only a centimeter at a time, and it took a while before he was nearly impaled on my cock. My hands were on his shoulders and I could feel him quiver beneath them. I started to pump in and out and I could sense him stifling his screams. Dragonboy watched me and his nodding head and the strokes he gave his cock told me everything. He enjoyed watching guys fuck his cousin and I wondered if he ever had the pleasure of being one of the few guys that had fucked him. The longer I plowed, the more my precum filled his hole and the easier it was to drive my cock deeper. I had no delusions of getting my full cock into him, but I was intent on dumping my second load of the night inside him after a good fuck. I knew I wasn't going to last long, I always seemed to shoot my second load shortly after my first. The fact that it was a different guy and almost a virgin didn't help, either. I tried all sorts of tricks to delay my orgasm but still keep my dick hard. I drilled slower than I had with dragonboy but after ten minutes I needed to nut. The harder I fucked, the more dragonboy encouraged me. "Wreck his hole" then "Breed his ass" and "Knock him up good" were only part of his commentary. I grabbed on to his hips and shoved in deep as my cock unleashed its second load of the night. While dragonboy was on prep, the chances his cousin was also were slim and my toxic load was filling him up. His formerly tight ass was now soaking up my viral sperm and the thought helped me shoot a few extra spurts into him. I left my dick inside a few more moments before pulling out and watching his bruised ring slowly close. The cum that dripped out showed just how badly I had wrecked his hole and it made me smile. He was going to feel this fuck for a few days and hopefully for a lifetime. Looking over, I had been there almost two hours. I climbed off the bed and dragonboy tossed me a towel to clean my cock off. The red stains on the white towel let us all know how bad I had wrecked his hole, just like dragonboy wanted. His cousin was now laying on the bed, whimpering in pain. Standing next to the bed, dragonboy looked back at me and said "I wasn't planning on this but it was damn hot." I nodded and grabbed my tee and track pants and pulled them on. My body was sweaty but I knew it was one of the best workouts I'd had this month. I began to walk toward the front door and when we got there, dragonboy said "That was fuckin' great. Thank god you're on meds, though. I stopped prep since I wasn't going to be fucking, but I just couldn't take it any more and needed to feel a cock in me." I chuckled louder than I should have as we got to the front door. I opened it and walked into the hallway and turned back. As the door was almost closed I said "I ran out of meds a month ago."

They guys got back to Mike and Megan's room and Andre told Mike to wake Megan up by eating her out and Andre took advantage of Mike on laying with his perky ass up on the bed and he pulled his left check and took a couple pics of his cummy hole. Then he told him to get on all four and Andre was able to snap several pics of Mike's ass leaking cum with that he told Mike that he would text him about Tuesday night, don't tell Megan you love my dick too. It is just our secret unless you don't meet me on Tuesday. Andre left the two love birds as Megan was just coming to and started to moan as Mike ate her cum filled pussy. His ass sore and filled with cum. They stayed the night but Mike had to feel his man pussy and feel how wet it was every time Megan was in the bathroom or after she fell asleep and as much as he tried not to want Andre again he kept thinking about him. In the morning they checked out, went home and both felt a little off but how much fun they had and how hot it was seeing Andre fuck Megan. Mike had a big smile on his face and knew he loved that big dick too. They chilled out Sunday and both went to work Monday, Andre text Mike Monday at 2 PM. This was the exchange: Andre - Mike, by at this address tomorrow at 6PM, Come alone, wear a jock and make sure your man pussy is cleaned out and ready. (20 Min Later: Mike had gotten it earlier but struggled to respond.) Mike - Hey Andre, not sure that is a good idea, it was fun and all but not sure we should do it again. (Andre Simply sent back a pic.) Andre - Mike's ass with cum dripping out. (5 Minutes later) Andre - the next text is to Megan. You have two minutes to confirm. Mike - Okay, I will be there and ready. Don't fucking send that to anyone. Andre - Follow my instructions and no one else will ever see it or the other twenty showing your face. Mike was incredible turned on and nervous all at the same time. He immediately text Megan and told he he had to work tomorrow night till midnight, the boss was taking them to an event. Megan told him she is glad she let him know and she would go to her mothers for dinner and visit her. She would not wait up for him but would bring back a plate from her mothers if he was hungry when he got home. Mike tried to concentrate but knew what was going to happen on Tuesday, he went to the rest room several times and touched his man pussy and played with it. Jacked off thinking about Andre. He tried to rationalize that Megan had introduced Andre in and she knew he was BI. She must be okay with this! He wished he was there already and the same time he wished he did not have to go on Tuesday. Maybe just this once and Andre will leave me alone. When Mike got home he had sex with Megan right away and breed her, they had a romantic dinner and then they had sex again before bed. Megan wondered why Mike was so sexed and asked but all he could say was I am horny as fuck I am not sure what to tell you. I think about you all the time! Megan held him as he thought about Andre. His ass as sore just thinking about Andre fucking him. He finally fell asleep and woke up even hornier then before. He jacked off in the shower and went to work, Mike could not concentrate and he had a bad date. He was short tempered, horny, unfocused and ready for work to be over until about 4:30 PM when his nerves really kicked in. He wondered how he could want this so much and be so wrecked inside about cheating on his girl and for that matter with a guy. What the fuck, Mike thought. I gotta call this off,I am not a fag, Andre text just about the time Mike was unraveling. Andre -Boy, hope your ass and mouth are ready for tonight. Mike _ I still need to clean out but it will be. Andre - Good Boy. Andre - When you arrive to my place the front door is unlocked. Walk in and you will find a box, open it. Undress all except your jock and grab the blindfold and put it on. Wait there. There will also be a bottom of poppers and you need to take four hits each side and then ring the bell on the stand. Do you understand? MIke - Why the blindfold? Andre - Fuck dude, this is not question time, I asked you if you understood? Mike - I understand. Andre - No more fucking question. Just be here at 6 PM for use. Mike - I will be. Mike thought fuck this is bullshit, I just wanted an idea of why the blindfold. It was a simple question. Mike arrive at Andre's place around 5:50 and waited. He say a tall skinny red headed guy walk in and five minutes later a tall lean black guy walk in. Mike thought about calling it off this seemed wrong. Andre text Mike, I see you in that fucking SUV get your ass in here. Mike hesitantly locked the SUV and walked up to the door. He entered and it was a foyer with another door. He undressed as instructed and took four hits each nostril and put the blindfold on and rang the bell. The other door opened and Andre grabbed his hand. He ran his hands all over Mike's body and he began to shake. He leaned in and whispered that his tight little boy was gonna get used tonight. Andre ran his hand down to the boys firm jock ass and slide his finger in the crack and then to his little slut button and then pressed his finger in Mike's hole and he moaned. Andre whispered in his ear again, see slut you need this more than you realize. He led Mike into the room and introduced his new toy. Hey guys, thanks for coming. Here is my new toy and you know how I like to share, I have had his beautiful ass so it is time for you guys to give it a try too. He had turned Mike around so his ass was facing the guys. There were three there not just the two Mike had seen. Andre whispered to Mike, bend over and spread your ass so the guys can see that sweet pussy. Mike followed instruction and the black guy Marcus got up and immediately started to eat the boys pussy. Mike started moaning and Red and the Muscled Greed looking guy came over and took turns on Mike's mouth. Andre called out it was time to switch and Red started eating Mike's ass. He liked it but not as much as when Andre and the black guy ate his hole. Five minutes later switch and the Greed guy tongue fucked Mike and Mike thought he was in heaven. Fuck this guy had a strong fat tongue. Mike pressed back and sucked dick as they switched off an on fucking his throat. The Greek guy stood up and spit on his dick and then lined up the fattest dick and pressed it against Mike newly fucked hole that had tightened back up and Mike was in pain. Red grabbed the poppers and put them under Mike's nose and switch back and four and by the third back and fourth Greek's dick slide into the boy but it still hurt like fuck. Greek held hit there and Mike tried to pull away and yelped that it was too big. Red grabbed his head and slide his dick down this throat to shut him up and slow fucked his throat while Greek slow fucked the boys tight ass and as it opened up he started to pick up the pace. Five minute later his breathing became labored and he grabbed Mike's hips and shot a huge load inside him. That you fucking straight whore! Red pulled out and let Mike catch his breath while the black guy quickly took the Greek guys place and slide right in and deep taking Mike's breath away. Red got down and told Mike to open his mouth and spit in it twice and told him to swallow it, Mike did. Then Red said you are gonna be a good whore for us tonight aren't you? Mike agreed and Red said good boy, now clean up that big Greed Dick. Still rock hard, Mike licked and sucked on that big cummy covered dick. To get all of it, the guy grabbed Mike's head and shoved it in and fucked his throat. Mike could not breath for three minute, Red hit him and Greek let Mike up and pulled out so he could breath. Red put poppers under Mike's nose and his hole opened up for the black guy and soon he came deep in Mike. The black guy shot volley after volley and kept fucking the boy. He finally pulled out and Red took his place and the Greek guy grabbed Mike's mouth and opened it so the black guy could slide his dick down Mike's throat while he gagged and began to suck on that cummy rod. Red slowly fucked Mike with his 10" dick and told Mike what a good slut pussy he had. Fuck dude, Red said as he slowly bottomed out inside him I am gonna need more of this slutty cunt! He fucked Mike for twenty minutes and shoved his dick deep and came in the straight boy's ass. Mike thought maybe they were done, his dick was leaking but he had not been able to touch it. Red pulled out and led Mike to the bed where Greed was laying with his dick rock hard and Red helped Mike get up on the bed and position his well used ass over that fat dick and Red guided Mike's ass back to that thick meat as Greek pressed his way inside Mike again. It went in much easier this time but still took Mike's breath away. Red fed him poppers and Greek began to fuck his wet hole and once Red finished Greek pulled Mike down and Red fed him his cock while Greek fucked that pussy. Mike was moaning in every time Red let him up for air as his hole was being beaten by Greek. Red fed the boy more poppers and got him flying while the black guy got on be bed and pressed his dick up against Greek's and Red held Mike's mouth muffling the scream that was about to come out as that big black cock squeezed in beside Greek stretching Mike to a new level. Even with a hand tight over Mike's mouth you could still hear he was in pain. Both guys just fucked away and as tight as Mike was with two big cock stuffed inside him the black guy came after ten minutes and cleaned up and started to get dressed. Red fed the boy more poppers and told him what a good slut he was, taking all that cum and letting two guys fuck him at the same time. He then slide a ball gag in Mike's mouth and got behind him and slide his big dick right up next to Greek's and slow fucked him while Greek did also. Red told him how his cunt was gonna be wrecked tonight and this was just the beginning. Fucking fag who thinks he is straight. Red fucked away for another ten minutes and slide all the way in and came deep in the boy. He slide out and cleaned up and told Andre it was time to get back to the women. Mike though, fuck he has a women at home. Shit. Mike thought it was finally over as he could hear Red getting dressed and then Red was at his ear. Fucker the real fucking has not begun. Your cunt is ours boy, then popper four more times and while he was flying Red ran his finger through Mike's hair and told him to relax as Andre got on the bed and pressed his fat dick up against the boy's hole and after two minutes of pressure and another round of poppers it popped in and Mike screamed loud as Red whispered in his ear. Fucking open that slut hole bitch, you know you want that ass stretched and used. I bet when we are done with you, you will be beg to be fisted boy! Mike shook his head, Andre fucked away and soon Greek came in the boy but stayed hard and ten minutes later Andre shot his load in the boy. Greek pushed Mike off him after Andre pulled out and Mike passed out on the bed. The guys left but both Greek and Red who had hung out to watch both spit on the boy before leaving. Andre was still horny and flipped the boy over and mounted his hole and fucked him for another thirty minutes till he shot deep inside him. By this time Mike was moaning and loving it and Andre 15 minute in and pulled off the ball gag. Once Andre shot he pulled out and ordered mike into the show. He cleaned him up and then grabbed his face and kissed him hard. Mike was not into it at first but soon kissed Andre back and his dick got hard as a rock. Andre shut the water off and toweled him off and led him back into the bedroom. He pushed him on the the bed and started to lick his dick, balls and then sucked him before pulling his legs up and sliding his big dick back in the boy. Andre fucked him kissing him off and on and then in the middle of a kiss while Andre was pounding Mike's ass he shot his load without touching himself. Andre looked deep into Mike;s eyes and told him he was gonna give him one more load and then he had to go home to his girlfriend. Andre flipped Mike over and pounded his ass for ten more minute and shot another load deep inside. Then he got up and told Mike to get dressed. Mike complied and looked at the clock and it was 1 AM. Fuck he thought, he was 20 minutes from home. He rushed home and slithered in the house and though thank go Megan is a hard sleeper. He fell asleep in the spare bedroom so he did not wake her and jacked off twice thinking about the nights adventure.

Part 3 - Broken The room felt warmer, I was definitely sweating a bit, Paul was boring his tongue into my mouth and his cock into my asshole, a steady rhythm accompanied by the soft sound of his penetrations. He moved his lips from mine, licking his way to an armpit, then bathing my pit with his tongue, pushing against it, rubbing his scruff on that tender, sensitive skin. I was squirming beneath him, gasping, small sounds escaping, as he moved to the other side and did the same. My pits are supersensitive in the same way nips are on lots of other guys, and the way he was working them over was almost too much. Grabbing my upper arms, he pinned them down, settling his body on mine, using his heavier weight to keep me from wriggling so much. “Something wrong, faggot? Can’t control yourself?” He started slamming his cock into me, hard and deliberate. “No - nothing - just, shit, it’s crazy - I mean, this…” My voice trailed off, in my fucked up state I couldn’t put a sentence together. My whimpers resumed. He paused for a second, grabbed poppers, shoved them under a nostril. Obediently, I inhaled once, then again. My head started to spin, now my boipussy somehow was more open, even warmer. “You want my load in your cunt?” I just looked at him, the poppers had now made even speaking a challenge. Unexpectedly, he slapped me, more than lightly. Startled, I didn’t answer at first, then looked at him and nodded. Another slap, “What? Answer me.” “Yes, please, breed my ass, fucking mark my party hole.” “You’re such a fucking pigboy.” “Please.” He started to piston in and out off my hole, drilling in rough and deep, breathing harder. His face contorted, then came a torrent of abuse and cum. "Fuck! Yeah, you’re getting it! What all you whores want. Take my cum. Take it. This cunt is mine. You fucking slut!” Paul was pressing deep, forcing the sperm in, ramming his dick, I could feel the heat and wetness of his load start to seep around my ass lips. He bent down again and kissed, forcefully. The pace slowed, he was reveling in the sensations of my open hole, his cum, the warmth, the conquest. We made out, then he rose up off me, pulled all the way out except for the head, used his finger to trace the outline of my asshole, stretched wide with his cock. Took some of his seed on his fingers, fed it to me, roughly moving his fingers inside my mouth. I sucked them clean. I had lost any sense of control. Of my body, emotions, any ability to do anything except obey and be used. I was broken.

Exactly. I take for granted my bottoms are barebackers. When they come into my room they see the lube and the poppers, that's it. What is negotiated sometimes is whether to breed them or cum somewhere else, but in general I end up jizzing in.