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This is fiction! I have been on PreP now for the past 3 years and decided it was time to give my body a break. I am your average 45 y/o guy on all accounts and had no luck in the love department. So I decided to embrace my piggy side a year ago and got a tattoo of a pig on one arse cheek and the word pig with the tail of the "g" turning in to an arrow pointing to my arse hole. Since love is not in the cards, why not just be the pig bottom I am right? I have a thing for Mediterranean (ME) guys and was shocked when a 40 y/o ME guy on BBRTS oinked me. I checked out his profile and he had the perfect hairy check, chiseled jaw with trimmed beard and a toned body to boot. He was sporting a 7 inch cock with a nice bulbous head. He was a smoker which I love. I love kissing smokers and the taste of them and the smell of cigarette smoke on a man when making out. It is so manly! And his status said "ask me". I was intrigued, but blown away by his looks and quickly forgot about the status. We chatted for a while and I was blown away when he asked if I wanted to exchange phone numbers. We did and actually chatted for some time. He was so hot to talk too. Deep confident voice yet somewhat kind all at the same time. He shocked me and asked if I'd be interested in a dinner "date". I had only recently moved to the city and had a one bedroom apartment on the 5th floor of a complex with a balcony. So I suggested he come over to my place for dinner on a Friday night. The date was set. Come Friday night I was all excited and ready. I cleaned out and wore my jocks and tight jeans and t-shirt. He turned up and I buzzed him up to my floor. A knock at the door and I was so nervous. I opened the door and my heart skipped a beat too many. There he stood. Slightly taller than me. Toned and wearing tight jeans and a white t-short and to my surprise and delight, a backpack. He seemed prepared. I smiled and said hi and he smiled and walked straight in. As I closed the door behind him I heard him drop his backpack and felt him grab me from behind and turn me around and kiss me like he meant it. Immediately I could taste the cigarette smoke (he obviously had just had one) and I could smell it on his body. He pushed me to the wall just inside the door and grinded his crotch against mine as he kissed me like no one had ever kissed me before. He stopped for a break and looked me in the eyes and smiled and simply said "yeah". After a minute or two kissing without moving an inch further into the apartment he breaks the kiss and motions down to a bulge in his crotch that looks like it is about to rip the zipper apart from the pressure along. At the tip of the bulge there was a wet spot. Fuck he precums a lot. I drop down and start licking the bulge and wet part and get a slight taste of salty precum through the jeans. I undo his jeans and zip and he is commando and his cock bounces out. It is rock hard and dripping precum. I suck him and taste his precum seed and it tastes amazing! Before too long he grabs me by the shoulders and lifts me up and looks me in the eyes and says "you want this don't you?". He stays full clothed with only his cock pulled out of the front of his jeans. I am melting at the look in his beautiful eyes and he kisses me again. The smell and taste of cigarette smoke is intoxicating. He turns me around and kisses the back of my neck and starts to undo my jeans from behind. He then bites my neck and I know I will have hickies to hide next week. he pulls the back of my jeans down just below my arse, but otherwise leaves them on. He steps back slightly to look at my arse and can see the tattoos. "Don't you think it is time to feed the pigs?" Before I can answer, He shoves his cock in me raw with one push and holds it there to give my arse time to stretch and accept him. Before long he is pounding me against the wall. He gets verbal and tells me it's time the pigs got a good meal and that I should get used to this and that this is just the start. He starts saying he has a 7 day load he has been saving for me "just for me to be sure" and the words wash over me. We are still just inside the front door. He picks up the pace and starts saying "this is it" and "it's time". All of a sudden he shoves in deep and says "you want this right?" and without a chance to even respond I can feel him flooding my insides with the biggest load I have ever taken. He really had been saving it. As he is pumping the last drops in me I am in a haze and saying "yes I want it, I want it, I want it". Still rock hard and plugging my hole he begins kissing my neck and leans in and whispers in my ear, "I probably should have said earlier, but I am poz. As in high VL poz and not on meds". I instantly have a moment of panic, before a feeling of resolve sets it. I think to myself "If I am going to convert would it be so bad if this hot guy is the father?" Standing there, his cock slowly going soft but still inside me I reach back and grab the back of his head as he is kissing my neck again. "Do you want to get me pregnant? Is that what you want". He replies, "Yeah, I was gunna tell you first, but I got carried away and couldn't help myself". I ask him "so what are your plans for the weekend?" and he responds "not much". His cock slips out and we both pull our jeans back up. I turn around and he kisses me much more passionately now. "I need a smoke after that". So we walk out to the balcony and he lights up a smoke. Between puffs we kiss and I give in to this middle eastern god. "Stay the weekend and spend it getting me pregnant". He kisses me hard and grabs my arse which is a little wet due to some cum dripping out. "Done deal". To be continued.

Part 2: We stand on the balcony and Scott (his name) lights up a smoke and I grab a couple of beers. We chat about life in general for a bit. I lean against the balcony and Scott comes up behind me. Beer in one hand and he nudges his crotch against the back of my jeans beer in his left hand and starts to explore my chest and crotch with his right hand. I feel his crotch beginning to swell again. It's been about an hour since he first seeded me in the front door. As his right hand begins to explore my crotch he kisses and bites my neck between chugs on his beer. It feels so good and he is so passionate. Again I can feel he is rock hard in his jeans and as he throws back the last drop of his beer he puts the bottle aside and now i have one of his hands roaming my body and the other is down the front of my jeans. "Round two then" he says and without moving he undoes my jeans with one hand and his own jeans with the other in one smooth synchronized motion. I hear him spit on his hand and seconds later I feel his cock slide back in. I hear him groan and grunt and say "it's like it belongs in there. Your arse feels like it is sucking my cock in and my seed out of me". I am leaning over the railing of the balcony watching people walk past below me as Scott is balls deep inside my already cum filled hole. This time is different to the first time. It is slower, more sensual. He keeps kissing my neck and I can feel the stubble of his beard as he rubs his mouth against my neck between kisses. I can still smell the cigarette smoke on his breath and his body when he is in close and it is driving me mad. In my haze of glory out of nowhere I shoot the biggest load I have ever shot before in my jeans hands free and seconds later I hear Scott groan and speed up and again he leans in close and his body is hard against mine. If you were walking below and looked up you would see both our heads. "Fuck, here it comes...more of my see......d" He doesn't even finish the word seed and I can feel it again as he pumps rope after rope of seed in me. Check out Watersports for extension of this part..... He stays that way for a few minutes. Apart from all obvious hot points for this man, he stays hard after cumming. He stands there balls deep inside me, plugging my hole with his rock hard cock, as my arse absorbs his DNA. He puts his hand down the front of my pants and finds the surprise from earlier. "Fuck man -you came in your pants hands free". "yeah, that's what you do to me. I have never done that before." I say. He slowly pulls out of my and takes his hand out of my crotch with a big glob of cum in his hand. He turns me around and lifts his cum filled hand to his face and beard and smears it over his beard. "How much you want me?" he says. I lean in and lick every last drop of my cum off his beard and kiss him with it. I do this until his beard and face is clean and there is no cum left to share.. Scott does his jeans up and sits down and motions me to do the same and site on his lap. I do my jeans up and he lights another cigarette. I straddle him and we kiss between drags on his cigarette. "I'm pretty toxic you know. It's a good chance the deed is already done". My heart drops. It has been such a good night and good fuck. Is he just going to leave now. I think Scott senses this by the look on my face. "Oh, I am just saying the deed is probably already done. That doesn't mean I am finished by a long shot. I am enjoying this so much, and I believe a man should always see a job through to completion, so if it is ok with you I'd like to spend the night and really make sure." I big smile crosses my face as does Scotts. "I'd love that". Scott kisses me and says "unless you have something else planned, I'd like it if I could stay the entire weekend". And he does. Scott spends the weekend fucking me everywhere. In the shower, in the kitchen, on the kitchen table - you name it. We go out for drinks on Saturday night and he fucks me in the toilet at the pub and then on the walk home he fucks me behind a garbage bin. Sunday night comes and Scott is laying next to me in bed. "I have a favor to ask" "sure, I say". "I have to go to work in the morning and it is a busy week. But I don't want anyone else fucking you for the moment. I want to know that when you convert that it is mine. I want to know I sired you". "I promise" I say. We go to work on Monday and I get a few texts from Scott and after two days of texting, he says he can't wait any longer. He comes over Wednesday night and it is all on again. It turns out I didn't have to wait long and worry about other guys fucking me. After Scott comes over Wednesday night, he never leaves. He spends almost every night at my place and inside my hole. One month later I get a bad flu and he tells me he thinks it's time. I get tested, Scott by my side, holding my hand. It's positive. He kisses me and tells me "now I know you really are mine and that's my DNA in you now". He does this in front of the doctor. He doesn't care, he is a proud father in love 🙂

Check out WS extension: ...He doesn't even finish the word seed and I can feel it again as he pumps rope after rope of seed in me. While kissing my neck as he did before he stays rock hard inside me as he gets his breath back. He leans back and says he needs to go piss. I grab his arse pulling him tight into me and say "then piss man - no need to go anywhere". I swear I feel his cock twitch. He says "you sure?" with a hint of excitement in his voice. "Let it go man, just let it go. It may dilute the seed a bit, but hey, you can make up for that the rest of the weekend right?" Without another word I feel it. My bowels are filling with his warm piss. I guess he really needed to go. After he has finished and my insides are swimming with his seed and piss, he slowly pulls out and only a drop of piss escapes. "fuck that felt good" he says as he does his jeans up again. I pull my jeans up as well. "I wanna hold it as long as I can". Scott sits on the outdoor chair and lights up another cigarette clearly pleased with himself. He motions for me to come site on his lap, and I do and straddle him facing him and we kiss for a bit. It doesn't take long and I am feeling the pressure. "Mate, I gotta go let it out". As I start to stand up Scott grabs my arse and pulls me back down on to him and kisses me again and says "then let it go". I simply can't hold it anymore and stream after stream of his piss and cum and flowing out of my arse into my jeans and then down onto his jeans. "Fuck that feels nice and warm" he says and mine and his jeans are soaked with his piss and cum. "Guess I will have to stay the weekend now to pump some fresh seed into you while my clothes are being cleaned". And he does 🙂

Went to campit in West Michigan for the first time last night after a day at the dunes resort in saugatuck. Hung out, had some drinks, and generally had a normal time while I waited for the sun to go down. As soon as it was dark, I started cruising the apps and got my first hit- a tall scruffy guy with an 7 inch pierced cock. He had one of the larger PAs I’ve seen, and we headed to his camper to grab some drinks for his friends. His camper was nice, with a covered deck area and a small offshoot that went around the corner, out of site from the main path but still visible to anyone who stopped and really looked. He showed me his cock and I immediately dropped to my knees and took it down my throat, choking and slobbering all over it. I looked up and asked him if he fucked raw, and he smiled and said “that’s the only way this cock is going inside you”. He pulled me up and moved me so I was bent over a small table, my shorts around my ankles. A few deep hits of poppers and he was sliding into my hole, nothing but spit and pre cum for lube. I was riding high and he felt fucking amazing, and he railed me hard for a while before he grunted and put his first load in me. I was still snorting poppers, and he told me he wasn’t done yet, so I stayed bent over begging for a other load. He kept slow fucking me til he was rock hard again, then grabbed my shoulders and really started slam fucking me. Between the poppers and his brutal thrusts, I could barely form a thought. Another few minutes of hard fucking, and he unloaded the second load of the night into my hole. Afterwards, he told me his husband and their friend would both want a turn later that night... those were the first of 8 loads last night. I’m definitely going back again!

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A week ago I received his standard email message "Oi Rapehole, its time" meaning he wanted another session. Those 4 words strike an almost overpowering surge of emotion within my mind and in my arse. A flood of euphoric excitement mixed with abject terror causing my guts and in particular my tight arsehole, to clench in fear. I sat in front of the computer screen reading those four words over and over as flashbacks of our previous sessions replayed like a pornographic horror movie in my mind. In cartoons the hero often has an angel and a devil on each shoulder arguing the pros and cons of an action. I was having a similar experience as my mind argued about going through with this again. Replaying past sessions reminding me of the hurt, the pain, the degradation and humiliation. I grabbed a coke zero from the fridge and drained it in seconds as I tried to calm down and make the rational choice. Within minutes I had booked the flights to London I had met Dan over a year ago during a trip to London for work. He was a maintenance worker on the London underground which kept him fit and strong he had a firm toned hairy body and a thick 7" cock between his legs. we had originally met on an App called Growlr (Grinder for Bears). During the course of our conversations he had admitted he was into spanking and liked to cause pain. I confessed I was a bit of a pain pig and loved rough sex and after a couple of weeks of chat I had another business trip to London and he agreed to meet me in my hotel room. our initial session was intense but tame compared to our other sessions however it helped me to convince him I wasn’t a psychodrama queen - talking big but crumpling into a mewling pathetic "oh daddy please stop it hurts, its too much" timewaster after a few spanks over the following months I'd meet dan for sessions as we explored our darker fantasies. Finally, we discussed ways to allow him to become more aggressive in his punishment of my ass and I raised the idea of a brutal ass-rape and asked if it was something he would consider. he warned me it would be extremely painful and if we did it, he wouldn’t stop for anything. No safe word, no tapping out, no limits. He tried to warn me he would abuse and degrade me for his amusement only. that nothing in the session would be (intentionally) for my enjoyment. he took a copy of our online chats as security - showing that I knew what I was getting into and had asked for it - in case I changed my mind afterwards and claimed I was an unwilling participant. he then set some rules: # A spotless clean hole # no stretching with toys # no poppers until he gave permission and definitely not before he was balls deep in my rapehole # and finally, and most obviously - No lube he said it was for "authenticity". that if I was grabbed by a rapist on the street I wouldn’t get any of those things so why start our scenario by cheating. he said if I cheated then he wouldn’t be able to trust me anymore and we wouldn’t hookup again. I agreed to his terms and made the arrangements. I booked an apartment near kings cross which would be handy for him when he finished work. at 6:10 on the day in question the buzzer to the front door sounded and I pushed the button, fear causing my insides to clench as I assumed the instructed position on the bed - head down Arse raised and pointing towards the door. I was to stay in this position during the raping and not look at him I heard him coming into the apartment and dropping his bag on the floor then his jacket fell on the floor beside it. I wanted to look around and see his handsome face but I dared not disobey. this was gonna be hard enough without pissing him off *SMACK* he swung his arm in a wide arc, his massive hand striking my right arse cheek Hard. I yelped then yelped again as he struck the other raised arsecheek I could feel the heat from his body against my arse. he was standing right behind me. I felt his warm breath against my hole then his dry middle finger was shoved right up my tight bung hole. I grunted as he pistoned it in and out roughly for a few seconds before pulling his finger out and putting it in my mouth ordering me to lick it. I thought he was gonna apply the spit slicked finger back into my hole to provide some relief but no it was just another humiliation. I could hear him getting undressed, occasionally slapping my presented arse hard. he started talking in a low voice, describing what my terrified butthole looks like. reminding me I had agreed to this, quoting my own words from our recorded chats. questioning the room at large if my hole was likely to rip when he went in. finally, I felt him standing behind me his furry thighs pressed against me, his rock hard cock pushing gently between my cheeks and pressing softly almost tenderly against my pucker. If my hole could talk it would have been screaming at me to pull away. I braced myself for the initial thrust I knew the pain was inevitable at this point when suddenly *Smack* he hit me across the back of my head hard - I was seeing stars "you dumb fuck, almost forgot your present" he threw his dirty boxershorts on the bed in front of me. he had obviously been wearing them all day if not longer. "turn them bad boys inside out slut". I obeyed, noticing evidence of various stains on the off-white material. "Now stuff them in your gob - don’t want the neighbours complaining". I reluctantly obeyed his nob was still pressed against my "rapehole". he grasped my hips strongly putting more pressure on my dry hole. I braced myself "Slut this shit just got real - Do you really want me to rape you???" in fear I shook my head "NO" "Good!!" He rammed his dry cock inside me. I screamed!!!!!!!!!! I tried to lunge forward to escape from this violent intrusion. I lost all sense of perspective, my entire world shrunk down to the fiery inferno pain in my arse. I had managed to dislodge only about an inch of his cock from my burning shithole but it was enough to piss him off. he pulled me back onto it causing fresh pain in my hole and guts. he started slamming deep aggressive thrusts into my ass, every so often he would slap my ass or the back of my head or punch me in the kidneys This was Waaaaaay beyond the fantasy, this was more painful than I could have imagined. Dan slapped my ass hard a few times saying "fucking slut, why didnt you tell me you were having your period" and laughed. Dan's kidney shots were also having an effect. At one point I thought I was leaking pre-cum but it turned out I was pissing myself Finally, Dan started to thrust in short fast strokes till suddenly with a growl he started unloading his spunk inside my torn shitter. He fell on top of my and after a few minutes rest he pulled out and ordered me to clean his cock As I suspected it was streaked with blood. I stood up, he wrapped his arms around me and I did the same to him and whispered in his ear "Hello Sir... Thank you!!!" I had a big grin on my face and I kissed him deeply and passionately This was the start of a long, painful and degrading night for me as Dan abused me in many ways. It was the first of four loads I took that night from him and the first of many similar sessions So Here I am again, head down arse up in response to his 4-word summons, waiting for the buzzer to sound. He said that tonight was gonna be special but didnt elaborate. I'm as scared today as I was back then. It feels like rape each time but can you really rape the willing???

Before I even knew his name he struck me as a memorable 'role model', whenever I saw still of him floating around on the internet. I didn't even know he was a porn-star, maybe just and exhibitionist amateur of 'the new age' of promiscuity. That pretty-boy look with the impish smirk and his trademark choker necklace always got me going. Him always eager to take cocks from guys that look 'way more jaded' and experienced than he could possibly be. A total 'team-player', always raw, no 'protection', no hesitation and no flinching! Takes raw cocks from any horny bastard at the sex-parties and never flinches. Being a total shameless barebacker as though the 'spirit-of-the-brotherhood' has entered him by random, anon jizz and DNA, fully accepting his poz status... so hot! I saw this sexy meme of him: his smiling face with a rough dude breeding him from behind and the caption said something like: "Turn me into a POZ whore!" DAMN so lewd and sexy! I'd eat Jarod's ass (hypothetically) after he comes back from the sex-party if he was my bf and then fuck the anon seed 'cache' he brings back home with him even deeper into him! No fear, no hesitation, no hypocrisy! Make sure all the seed 'takes' and we art all 'joined'. Hell he tops: I'd let him drip some juice from his ass onto his cock so he can fuck me with it! "Spread the risk!" to myself and live vicariously through him.

Part 2: Thursday, 830pm I must have passed out, because when I looked up I noticed it was dark. I went to check my phone, but I wasnt able to find it. Looking around my friend noticed I was awake and came over from the counter near the sink. I didnt even notice that he had changed clothes, and was in a harness and a jockstrap. "Hey, sorry I must have dozed off. What time is it? Shouldnt we head down to meet up with people?" I mumbled, still trying to find my telephone. "Nah, its Thursday, I already told you nothing fun happens on Thursday. Besides, I have some friends coming up here tonight. You should stick around and meet them, they are fun" He sat down, wrapping his arm around me. I felt so over dressed next to him, but I didnt bring anything fun like that to wear. "Hey have you seen my phone?" I asked, still half heartedly looking for it, though mostly distracted by Spots outfit. "Im sure its around here somewhere, dont worry about it" He said with a smile, leaning in to lick across my nose, my lips, then pressed in for a kiss. This was rather forward I thought, but I did have vague memories of fooling around with him prior to passing out. I looked around the room, the sling had been set up, there was a bench, towels on the couch, and porn playing on the TV. Dudes in their fursuits, and rubber catsuits, and hoods, and all sorts of fetish gear, fucking and sucking up a storm. I got sidetracked by what was playing I didnt hear the tap at the door. I looked over to see Spots open and let two people in. "Hey thanks for coming. This is my roomie, you can just call him puppy" My face turned a deep red when spot half introduced his friends to me. "Maybe you two can help me get him dressed for our room party tonight?" He cracked a grin, winking over towards me. The two who showed up had bags with them, large ones that they set down. The quickly began stripping off their street clothes, digging in the bags pulling out all sorts of fetish gear. The taller of the two pulling out what looked like a black rubber suit. "Hey I hope you dont mind, since Thursdays are usually really slow, I thought we would throw a room party. You're okay with that, right puppy?" Spot asked me, again back at the counter with the sink. I just nodded, though he wasnt looking in my direction. "Hey kid, you look like youre about my size, why dont you try on some of my gear?" the shorter of the two came over to me, handing me his bag. I held it in my hands and blushed, not really sure what was going on still. "Uh Spot? What kind of room party? I dont know.." I was stopped mid sentence as the shorter of the two friends came and sat next to me, putting his arm around me just as Spot had. He was very, very cute. "You know, some people in their fursuits, some people in gear, have a few drinks, play space, etc. You know, a party" Spot casually said, he was pulling stuff out of his little bag, using a credit card to chop something on the counter. I stopped fussing, and looked in the bag that was handed to me. There was all sorts of gear. Harnesses, a bag with what seemed to be a rubber suit. A hood. I took the hood out of the bag and felt it up with my fingers. Slick rubber, what looked like a Pig. "Hey, that would look really good on you kid. You want to try it on?" The tall friend said from across the room, I looked up and he was buck naked, sliding a rubber catsuit on, I didnt know how to answer, so I kept thumbing through the bag. I pulled out a rubber tail plug, and a metal chastity cage. I must have been beet red in the face, because they all started chuckling in my direction. I figured I was in for the long haul, still a little light headed from earlier, I stood up and went to take the bag full of gear into the restroom. Spot stopped me as I went to walk past him, his arm between me and the door. "Hey, I think you should change out here. You know, so that if you need any help, my friends and I can help you. You dont want to slip and fall while trying to get into this stuff" a cheeky grin across his face, before moving his hand to direct me back into the main part of the hotel room I moved back to the bed and set the bag down. The taller of the two friends was wrapped in shiny black and red latex, he was pulling on a pair of boots. The shorter friend was putting on his fursuit, what looked to be a wolf. I had never seen a fursuit like this one, the fur was short, it wasnt a baggy suit, it clung tightly to his body, it looked fantastic. I took my shirt off, unbuckled my pants, and pulled them off. Next my underwear. I felt a little bashful being naked in front of three strangers, but I was anxious to try on some of this gear. I took the rubber suit out of the bag it was in, and laid it out on the bed. Solid black with some red accents on the sides and back. Shiny. Slick. Zippers on the shoulders, and a zipper that went around from the crotch to the rear. I admired it for a moment before I was joined by the shorter of the two. "Here, let me help you get that on" He said, wearing the bodysuit to his fursuit, but nothing else. He grabbed a bottle of silicone lubricant from another bag, and put it on his hands before rubbing it onto me. His hands were cold. He rubbed a thin layer of the lubricant all over me. "That should help you get into it." Spot had pulled a large glass bong from another bag out onto the counter. Great, a little weed might help call my anxiety. I began to pull the rubber onto my body, limb by limb. The suit fit perfectly, like a second skin wrapping around my body. I ran my hands up and down as my new friend zipped up the shoulders, sealing me into the suit. I saw a plum of white smoke escape from Spots lips, the taller of the two friends walking over to join him. The other friend pulling out a pair of black gloves and socks that matched the suit. I quickly put them on. "Hot damn puppy, you look amazing in that! See, I told you it was going to be a good night tonight" Spot said, smoke still escaping his lips. His tall friend leaned over to hit the bong next. I was handed a harness, black and red rubber, and was told to put it on as well. I wasnt going to say no at this point, I figured I should be dressed the part if I was going to hangout at the party. As I put on the harness, matching ankle and wrist cuffs were brought out, as well as a collar. Damn, I had never done anything like this before, but it was very exciting. My heart was racing as the thick bands were wrapped around my appendages. The only things left were the hood, and the collar. I figured I could wait until the party started first. "When does everyone get here?" I asked, looking over at the two at the counter. My anxiety was through the roof, I could really use a hit off that bong. "A few more people will get here soon, why dont you just kick back and relax?" He looked over at me on the bed, sitting there head to toe in full body rubber. The taller friend moved to turn off the overhead lights, and some RGB lights that had been haphazardly strung around the floorboard of the room turned on. "Hey, can I have a hit of that?" I asked Spot. Realizing it was probably the most I had said in hours. He smiled at me, took a big hit off the bong and walked over sitting next to me on the bed. He leaned in and pressed his mouth to mine before exhaling, filling my lungs with smoke. I closed my eyes and took it in, I had never been shotgunned like this before. Something was different. He pulled away and told me to hold it, and not exhale. I didnt, I just stared at him. My body was tingling, my heart was racing. He told me to exhale slowly, emphasizing on slowly. I did. The white smoke escaped my lips, floating upward across my face. My eyes rolled back a little as it hit me. This wasnt weed. My daze was broke as I heard a knock at the door. The other guests had arrived.

I have had success with Grdr on and off. Yesterday I was horned as hell and went online to see if I could find some ass. About 5 min later, a young 20 something hit me up with a hello daddy come breed me. We chatted for a couple min and soon I was on my way to his place. I was there fairly quickly as I was close by his place. We kissed as I came in the door. He was cute and horny. More bottom and hungry for cock. We got undressed and kissed on his bed. His tongue was probing my mouth and I was doing the same. My cock was bone hard. He was too. I positioned myself in a 69 and we started sucking cock. Soft moans from both of us as the pleasure was great. I told him to flip over and lubed up my cock and his hole. "Fuck me daddy" I was ready. I slowly put my dick inside his hole and he hit some poppers. It hit home all the way down to the base. A great feeling! His hole was warm and silky. I pumped in and out for a bit and I too hit some poppers. We fucked for about 15 or 20 min and I felt my balls tingle. I couldn't stop or hold back and he was moaning for me to seed his hole. I had a great orgasm and pumped his ass full of cum nice and deep. He turned over and sat on my cock which was still hard. He bounced up and down a min or two and unleashed a nice load on my hairy chest. We got up, cleaned off and I was on my way. We both agreed to do it again soon.

Funny I thought all tops secretly loved seeing their bottoms struggle on their cocks. So of course it makes me harder to see em struggle on my bone. Of course getting harder and thicker doesn’t really help their cause but oh well! 😉. Always nutt balls deep, that’s not a negotiable thing, and if after a good bit of fucking I can’t persuade their deep cherry open, well then my bone is gonna taste the delight of forcing it open when I cum. Feels amazing having it finally bust around my bone when I muscle in deep to explode. And of course the reaction finishes it off.

"It's probably best if I give you the Reader's Digest version of how this sweet, sexy man came into my life." Mickey said. "It was just about 3 years ago and I was an ADA. At that time, I was only out to my boss and he assigned me to a gay bashing case. K C was scheduled to testify and we met to prepare for the trial. That dazzling smile of his had me hooked instantly. When he took the stand, I covered my crotch with a folder to conceal my hardon! The jury returned a guilty verdict in less than an hour. We shook hand on the way out of court and I cursed myself for not taking things further." Chiming in, K C said, "You weren't the only one who cursed yourself! Mickey's eyes are so intense and that unibrow of his frames them perfectly. Wrongly, I thought a man as sexy as him couldn't be single. A month went by and I gathered up the courage to go to his office and ask him out on a date. When he said 'yes', my heart fluttered and I was walking on air." Mickey reached over and stroked K C's shoulder. "No mere date, it was a night of magic! When he gave me the address, I figured he must be housesitting, but when I arrived and he told me how he came to live here, it made me admire him. The next pleasant surprise was that he cooked dinner. An arroz con pollo that would make my Abuela jealous!" Grinning like a cheshire cat, K C continued. "My parents took me to Puerto Rico for 3 weeks when I graduated 8th grade. Every night we ate dinner at the same place and every night I ordered arroz con pollo. One night, the woman who was the cook, an Abuela herself took me into the kitchen and showed me how it's done. Of course, Mickey was, is and always will be the tastiest dish! After that night, we started dating every weekend and eventually, we added a few nights during the week. Quickly, we became an item. With both of us being negative, condoms were never an issue and fucking bareback added intimacy." "The lease on my apartment was set to expire in 2 months and when K C suggested I move in with him, I knew it was time to have the talk." Mickey said. "I told him that I was happy with him, but I didn't know how long I could remain monogamous." "His fears were put to rest when I confessed to having the same issue!" K C said, proudly. "That's when I suggested we have an occasional third who would be discrete and have proof of neg status. Over the years, there's been 4 guys for a night or 2, but nothing more. Which brings us to our tats!" To be continued

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This is not my story, but it’s my favourite chems story so I thought I’d paste it here. From the stories section on nastykinkpigs... My life changed 6 years ago, when I was in a bathhouse in FTL. I was high, been smoking and bumping T for a few hours when I decided to get online in my room. I came across a profile on for this Thug looking Black man not far from where I was located. I told him that I was at the bath and I was hungry for some Black meat. We chatted for a few and he just asked me if I was partying. I admitted that I was and I couldn’t get enough cock. He told me that he would be to the bath in 1 hour, and wanted to know what room I was in. I told him and he told me to continue to smoke and fill my ass up. The next hour came and went and I just thought he was playing and then suddenly he was knocking on my door. Well he was thugged out, wife beater, chains and cap on. He came in and told me that he liked his bitches really high and I needed to smoke up. I continued to hit the pipe as he undressed. I was freaked when he pulled his jeans off to reveal the biggest black cock I had ever seen. It was at least 11 and so fat I couldn’t get my hand to close at the base. The balls were low hangers and as big as golf balls. He had 3 inches of fore skin hanging off the end, just to make the scene perfect. He was perfect, bearded, tatted and he was Jamaican. Well he put me on my knees and told me to start sucking. I couldn’t get enough of that meat in me. I’m a good cocksucker, and was eager to show him my skills. I took as much as I could and he fucked my face, calling me a dick sucking bitch and kept telling me he was going to turn me into a bitch, with a big fucked out pussy. I was so hungry for him, he was laughing at me. After a few minutes he told me to get up, we were going to Miami to a bookstore he liked, that he would drive and I could play with his dick. I jumped up and got dressed and we checked out and headed to Miami. The bookstore was on Old Dixie Highway in a ghetto part of town that I’d never been to. When we parked he told me, he was going to take care of my pussy. If I wanted his cock I had to do everything he told me, if I didn’t he’d leave me here and never have anything to do with me again. I was so hungry for his cock that I said I’d do anything. He told me to give him 20 dollars and bring my poppers and T and leave my wallet in the car. When we got inside, there was a thug guy that he knew working the booth which was behind glass. He paid the 20 and we went in. It was obvious that he came here often. When we were buzzed into the back it was totally dark at first but he led me along a wall and as my eyes adjusted I could see that there were doors on both sides of the hall and it was the nastiest bookstore I’d ever been in. We went to the last door and he opened it up told me to go inside. We both went in and he told me to undress. I quickly took my jeans and shirt off, leaving my boots on, he then took my clothes from me and told me to stay in the room, he’d be back in a few minutes, but he left me with the poppers and took the meth. I thought for sure that he was going to ditch me in there, but I was high and hungry and wanted more of that cock. When he left I sat naked on a small stool watching the monitor with the thug on white porn playing, I was again playing with myself and fingering my hole that was oozing cum from the bath. It was only a few minutes when he returned without my clothes. He told me that the guy at the booth was a friend and he had all my stuff behind the counter, and that it was all safe. Then he pulled an orange-capped syringe out of his shirt pocket and told me that he was going to slam me, if I was going to get any of his dick. I didn’t know what to do, I wanted the cock, but I’d never slammed and I was afraid. The meth in me took over and I told him ok, but I was afraid because I’d never done it. He told me that I’d love it as much as Black cock and I was going to become a pro at taking both tonight. So I stood up and he told me to put my arm on the ledge in the booth near the monitor, so he could see with the light. He then popped the orange cap off and stuck the needle in my vein. I watched scared as shit, but excited at the same time. He pulled back and you could see my blood fill the point, then he pushed it in steady but fast. The next thing I knew I was breathing hard and fast, hot all over starting at my feet and then a huge cough, and my eyes started to blur. I was fucking scared, but fuck it felt good. Instantly I wanted everything in me and he pushed open the door to the booth. There were 3 Black guys outside waiting, I know that they knew what I had done and it turned me on. My thug told me to take care of that meat, that I was a bitch and he wanted me to serve everyone in the bookstore tonight. I was on my knees at the end of the hall with the door open in the dark surrounded by big Black cock. I started to suck and it wasn’t long until I was stood up and bent forward and the first Black cock entered my hole. The three of them fucked me and dumped loads in me while my Jamaican Thug watched. When the last pumped me full I was told to follow. I walked behind my Thug naked with only my boots, fucked up. We slowly walked thru the bookstore. There was a room with a few old torn up couches and chairs in it and a big monitor playing more thug on white porn. My eyes adjusted and the room had a few black men in it with their pants open stroking big Black cocks. I was told to bend over the back of one of the couches and show my pussy off. I then heard my Thug say this is my bitch, and I’m training his pussy tonight, he a fucking meth whore and needs to be fucked full. It wasn’t but a second and I felt the head of another Black cock as it slid into my stretched pussy. The fucking continued for awhile, as I was filled with cum. I was then led down another hall to a dark room at the end of the hall. I felt around and it was so dark I couldn’t see, but I knew there were a few men in the room. We went into a corner where there were more walls and I saw a lighter, where some one was smoking a pipe. I was told to get on my knees and I heard my Thug talking to the guy smoking the pipe, and then it was put in front of me. He told me I was gonna hit it, it was crack and to inhale slowly but keep drawing, he was gonna light it. I put my lips on it and started smoking. It was another first for me, but I loved it. I was a crack smoking meth whore now, serving my Thugs. I was next presented with a fat black cock. I sucked and serviced that meat until he blew a huge load of jizz down my throat. It was only a second and I had more cock. I was later stood up and fucked from both ends, swallowing and getting my pussy filled. I knew I would do anything he wanted at this point. I was now desperate to be a Black mans bitch. In a few minutes we were back in a booth where I was told to wait it was time for my pussy juice again. In minutes my Black Thug Daddy was back. I stood up waiting for him to pump me full of the meth again. The cough wasn’t as intense this time and in seconds I was grabbing my pussy and begging for more cock. My Thug told me he would only feed me after Id had cock all night taking care of all the Brothers in the bookstore. I went back to work. I was now bold, walking up and down the halls, going in every booth I was told to. I was officially a bitch. That continued until late the next day, one black cock after another. Then My Thug Wayne was ready to feed my hungry pussy. Wayne took me to a booth and told me to face the monitor, he slid his big monster cock in me and I was a sloppy mess, with cum running down my legs and all over my face. He fucked me loud and hard, calling me a bitch and telling me that I belonged to all Black men now. I know it was so everyone could hear. After he pumped his load in me he told me to wait, he was going to get my clothes. When he returned we went to my house to clean up and rest. Wayne told me he wanted me to slam, from now on, he would help me to learn and I was to continue to go to the bookstore. That he would meet me there when he could but the guys there would take care of me. I was to smoke crack when I could because it was good for my pussy. I promised that I would, and so it began… It was only two days and I was back at Prime Time getting the deluxe treatment. To be continued…

******************************** Prologue I love corrupting young, college age kids. Gives me a feeling of power. And watching them slide into filth and depravity? Biggest turn on. Seeing these fresh faced boys go from innocent newbies into total whores and sexpigs, it's a rush, to say the least. I am Lucifer, in human form. I'm your friendly neighborhood crack dealer. I'm not kidding about being friendly, either. I'll kill ya with kindness. That's part of how I get you on my side. Narcs? I can smell 'em a mile away. I'm a smart, respectable member of society by day, but in my own time, I'm the guy they all warned you about. If I'm on the prowl for a new bottom bitch, watch out, I'm coming to get ya. I can smell you a mile away, too. Some of the older crowd are wise to my game, but they won't squeal, they know better.... I show my whores a good time anyway. All the cock they could ever ask for. And then some. Wanna party with me? I bet you do. Faggots. You serve cock. You'll eat my ass, too. I'll breed you whenever and wherever I fuckin want. It's your lot in life to be used by men. To be a whore, a faggot, a slut, a hole. Know your place, and I'll make sure you are treated right. Step outta line, and that'll be a different story. ****************************** Corrupting the Mormon boy He came into my life like an insect that had wandered innocently into a waiting spider's web. Knocking on my front door, all good intentions and a head full of naivety and religious dogma. Perfect victim. I had been sipping a cup of coffee and contemplating about how to spend my Saturday when he knocked on my door. I was still wearing nothing but a bathrobe, so I looked through the peephole first. My cock throbbed a little when I first saw him. This cute, young man, with a lean frame and buzz cut hair was going to get more than an opportunity to talk about his religion by coming here. I opened the door and asked him to come in a sit down, and I led him to the couches in my lounge. "Can I get you something to drink?" I asked the lad. "Coffee? Coca-Cola?" I enquired. "Coke would be nice" He replied. Naive boy. Yum yum. I'm going to enjoy twisting this little fucker into a fucked up whore, I thought to myself, as I went to the kitchen and prepared a glass of coke with a small hit of G. I returned, and passed him the glass, sitting down next to him on the couch. "I know what you came here for, young man, but you're wasting your time. I'm not interested in joining a religion." I said, matter of factly. He took a gulp of the drink. "I don't have a problem with it or anything, but.... it's just not for me. There's other things that make me feel... spiritual." As I was talking to the lad, while he gulped down his glass of spiked soda, I did my best to maintain eye contact, but then, as I spread my legs, to stretch open my bathrobe a little, and I saw his gaze move down to my crotch, he swallowed, and I saw a window of opportunity. I opened my bathrobe, exposing my naked body, and revealing my semi hard cock to the boy. He swallowed hard again, and I could tell he was in heat, seeing me like that. "Ever touched another man's penis? Go on. You can touch it, if you want." I said, in an encouraging manner. He kind of stalled, after putting down the glass, so I grabbed his hand, and placed it on my junk. "Here. Don't be shy.... no one has to know. Just play with my cock for a while." He started stroking me, and as he was doing this, I started stroking his chest, opening the top few buttons of his shirt and playing with his nipples. It didn't take long, until he was leaning over, lowering his head towards my crotch, getting ready to suck my throbbing cock. He wrapped his lips around the glans of my penis, and I pushed his head down the shaft, gently, and basked in the warmth of his silky fleshy mouth. I had some gear and a pipe on the coffee table, ready to go, and I also had some tabs of good acid. While I had the lad somewhat impaled on my meat, I figured it was time to show this kid how I was going to make it a "spiritual experience". I took a couple of puffs from my pipe as he was sucking me, and curiosity got the better of him. He wanted to know what it was. I could only answer, "Let me show you", and I dragged in a big cloud of T from the pipe and passed it to him in a kiss, shotgunning it into his mouth. It was pretty easy from that point to get him sucking on the end of the pipe after that. I picked up my remote and switched on the TV screen. Then I put on some homemade porn I had on a hard drive I had plugged in the TV, as I was reviewing it last night. It was a video of me fucking another young slut, bareback of course, and breeding his hole. I took the pipe from him and put it on the coffee table, then locked lips with the little slut, who surely by now was slowly learning about what a slut he really was. After breaking the kiss, I said "Open wide, it's time for your communion." I watched him open his mouth, and administered a tab of acid on his tongue, and told him to keep it there as long as he could. I was going to get this kid so high he wouldn't remember where he was..... After waiting for a few minutes, I pulled him into me for another kiss, and I could tell he was getting hornier, he started playing with his own nipples and rubbing his cock through his pants while we tongue wrestled. He was mine now....

I was house-sitting for a friend a couple weeks ago and naturally got quite horny, so I downloaded Grindr just to see if there was anyone in the area. I had previously deleted Grindr since I wasn't having any luck, but this time I was messaged by a 20 year old twink about a mile away. We chatted for a little bit, he mentioned he was going to a friends place alter and was just killing time, so I invited him over. I wasn't explicitly looking for sex, but was horny nonetheless. He agreed and pulled into the driveway about 15 minutes later. He was hella cute, thin, slightly shorter than me. We sat on the deck and chatted for about 20 minutes. There was a pause in the conversation and he said, "so what are you thinking?" I said "I'm thinking I want to kiss you." He said "I think we can make that happen," so we kissed and made out for a few minutes on the deck. I grabbed his hand and took him inside to the bedroom. I put him down on the bed and stripped off his clothes, and took mine off. He had a nice cock, and a fantastic bubble butt. We rolled around on the bed kissing for a little bit. I kissed my way down his body and took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off for a few minutes until he pulled me off so he could get at my cock. He sucked me for a few minutes, licking around my balls as well, until I pulled him back up to kiss him some more. I flipped him over face down and licked my way down to his ass crack, pulling apart his cheeks to get at his hole. I rimmed him for a couple of minutes, getting his hole nice and wet, and then I asked if I could fuck him. He said yes and turned over onto his back. I had a condom nearby if he wanted it, but I just started spitting on my cock to lube it up. I lined up my cock to his hole and slowly eased in. He took it like I pro. I leaned in and kissed him as I started to move in and out of his ass. I fucked him like that for a few minutes, then had him get on all fours so I could fuck him doggy style. I held on to his hip, occasionally grabbing onto his hair as I fucked him faster and faster. I was getting close so I flipped him over and slid my bare cock back into his ass as he started jerking himself off. I asked if I could cum in him and he said yes, so I slammed my cock in and out of his ass until I started flooding his ass with my cum. I started slowing down and just then he shot his load all over his stomach. We cuddled for a little bit, then he had to leave to go to his friends, my load in his guts.

Goddamn @pervinmt this is a fucking masterpiece. Twisted but palatable, fucking fantastic writing with the raunchy imagination to boot! Thank you and more please! (I tried to think of some clever joke about being an imagineer but I’m already typing one handed and brain can only think about feeding my holes at this point, oink) 🤩

Actually, your response (by the way, your tinfoil hat is slipping) is full of misinformation. Many politicians and political figures have died of Covid, including a representative in my own state, and many, many more have been diagnosed but recovered. Some corporate giants have seen increased profits (e.g. Amazon) while others (eg airlines, hotels, oil companies) have been severely impacted. The overall stock market has zero to do with the actual performance of the economy, and most especially the DJIA means little. No, Bolton did not "prove" anything false. He says he didn't hear Trump say those things when he was on the trip. Bolton would not have been with Trump every minute of the trip; in fact, he's well documented as having been in side meetings for a goodly portion thereof. Also, Bolton's book came out long before the Atlantic article, so unless you've discovered a new form of time travel (in which case I suggest you patent it quickly), the book could not disprove the article. Period. As for "anonymous sources": you clearly do not understand how those work, particularly with a magazine that has standards, like The Atlantic. Perhaps the comic books (sorry, "graphic novels"), blogs, Q-Anon websites, and other "information sources" on which you rely for "news" may allow that sort of thing, but a publication like the Atlantic requires reporters to provide multiple confirmations for its sources and those confirmations are available to the editors who decide whether to publish any given piece. I can assure you that multiple people within The Atlantic know exactly who those sources are. And I repeat: not one senior defense official has come forward to deny the accounts. None. The US military wouldn't hesitate to denounce a fabricated source in a case like this; their silence is a strong validation that the article is true. As is the fact that Trump slipped up and called the sources for the articles "leakers". You don't make something up and then leak it; it's only a leak if it was said, secretly, and then someone blabbed. But it's good to know you think so little of the men and women who fight for our country. You simultaneously want us to take on China and yet you denounce the military that will be undoubtedly called on to defend American interests against them some day. And I don't care whether you have a hard-on for the guy. The fact that you think he's better than the other four presidents you cited tells me what I need to know.

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I love that phrase and the concept of giving a man the sensation of taking a virgin. He should have the satisfaction of struggling valiantly against your reluctant cunt and pushing through your comfort zone into the tight passage beyond.

Moving back to Sydney in January and looking for guy/s with either bio hazzard or scorpion tattoo to help me with fantasy. I want to be fucked by you and as your seeding me feeling up your bio hazzard / scorpion tattoo indicating what you are impregnating me with. Doesn't matter if you detectable or not.

Hi, tbh I don't pay close enough attention to if he is getting close to cumming. I like to concentrate on the amazing intense feeling of his cock pounding through my O-Ring 😛 I expect that whoever is fucking me is going to cum inside me and flood my guts.

Same here ! I am very Submissive - giving Pleasures - addicted to Dicks and Cum loads - fresh from the pipe !

What's in that first section just past "Forums", where "Chat" should be? It's got the right icon for chat; maybe your browser window has shrunk slightly and it's reacting by replacing the word "Chat" with "..."?

I was 25 and deeply in the closet never done anything gay always trying to hide it but one day ended up at a place called heros in Stourbridge uk. Not going to lie I was terrified and looked like a rabbit in the headlights. I was watching all the stuff I had dreamed of but denied my self happening all around me but had no confidence to join in. After an hour I was going to leave and was in the showers when a muscle daddy in his early 40’s tats everywhere pierced and hairy. came up behind me and whispered in my ear that he had been watching me and could tell I was a virgin in needed of a daddy like him. I was so shocked at his boldness I just nodded and followed as he led me to a one of the upstairs rooms and proceeded to show me everything I had been missing and I loved every moment of it. i never saw that daddy again but I always hope I will run into him when I go to heros and thank him for turning me out

Not sure what condoms are like but I definitely prefer cum in my ass to on me.

Gay because it’s preprogrammed , like being right handed. not it to drugs or lifestyle ( anymore) , and just don’t want or understand the desire to be ‘posed’ or for that matter want Covid or diabetes. I just like fucking guys BB , and even better if the bottom has a load or two in him 😈

Without the inspiration, I/we can understand how difficult it might be to continue with a particular story. Maybe one day you will find a new source that will stimulate those writing juices amongst other things @roguematrix

4. Speculum "There's still a lot we need to do," Tiago said. He turned to James. "You're doing ok, right?" James moaned, shook his head. He tried to speak, but the mouth spreader rendered his words utterly unintelligible. He continued to fight against the thick leather straps that held him in place, but they held him down. Fabien had the phone now; the had stepped back to get the entire scene in frame. "I'm going to take the mouth spreader out, ok?" Tiago said. James nodded furiously. "But. You need to let me do it. Don't move." James tried his best, but it was hard to calm down. He wanted out. He hated being here. He hated the feelings. He dreaded the memories. "If you move, it's going to hurt, ok? Relax. This was just a demonstration. This is nothing you need to be worried about." James finally calmed down, and stopped struggling. He was still crying, but Tiago knew it wouldn't get any better until he was no longer subject to the mouth spreader's discomforting power. Fabien came back, holding the camera with one hand, and playing with his cock with the other. As Fabien recorded, Tiago reached down and snapped the wire frame device closed. It just slid out of James's mouth. "FUCK," James said. Before James could say another word, Tiago pressed his hand over James's mouth. "It's ok," Tiago said. "It was just a short demonstration, ok? It didn't mean anything." James had his eyes open now. Neither Tiago nor Fabien had put their cocks away, and their dicks were barely inches away from James's face. He remembered how it had been the night before. There had been cocks everywhere, and they each did what they wanted. "I just..." James started. Tiago gave Fabien an evil smile, then knelt down. The doctor didn't give James a chance to finish the sentence. "You did so well. That wasn't as bad as it could have been, now was it?" "I don't know...." James continued. Once more, Tiago didn't let James speak. "Just a little bit more," he said. "And then you can go home." James cheered up when Tiago mentioned him going home. It was an unfortunate tell for James. Tiago had plans for James, and the reveal only made them easier to execute. "That's good, you going home. It's a safe feeling, isn't it? Home." James face was streaked with tears. He nodded, only distantly aware of how Fabien was still recording his every word and action. "Please," he begged. "I don't know. You. Fabien. Everything. It's hard." "We don't have to do anything you don't want to," Tiago said. "But it's important to get clear evidence of what happened to you. There's only one more thing we need to do." "I don't know," James said. His eyes were closed now, and his breath was shallow and ragged. "Just one more thing?" he asked. "Yeah," Tiago replied. "Only one." "One more thing," he started to repeat. "One more thing." He kept his eyes closed. Tiago pushed his cock back into his pants, and buttoned them up. He longed for James's hole around his tool, but he had other things to do right now. Fabien followed Tiago's lead, although he struggled to push his stiff rod down, and to get the thick member stuffed into his jeans. James continued to repeat his new mantra. "One more thing," he said, keeping his eyes tightly closed. "That's it," Tiago said. "Now, I just need to see if there is any semen to collect. The DNA can help make an identification. Is that ok?" James nodded. "One more thing," he said. Tiago motion for Fabien to come to the end of the examination table. James's legs were still spread wide, his feet held in the stirrups. His asshole was on display, and even from a distance, Tiago could see the sperm leaking out of it. From the gym bag, Tiago pulled out a fat metal speculum. He showed Fabien how the two duck-bills would press apart, stretching open James's rectum. He then turned his attention back to James. "This is going to be cold at first," he said. "But it will warm up quickly" He spread some lubricant over the two legs, before pressing it against James's asshole. "Oh no. no. no," James begged. "Please." "We can do what you want," Tiago said. "But without this sample, it's going to be hard to do anything. Are you sure you want me to stop?" James stopped moaning. He was quiet for several seconds, started to speak, then was quiet again. Despite James quiet, his chest was heaving in complete panic. Fabien was faithfully recording the entire scene. "Should we stop?" Tiago finally asked. "No," James said. His teeth were clenched. He was struggling. He had panicked the moment the cold metal pressed against his asshole, and for a moment, he thought he was back in Conrad's flat. "Make it fast?" he asked. "Please?" "It's ok. This is a speculum. It's going to help me examine your anus." He pressed it into James's hole. His asshole was already open; it took only the slightest force for several inches of the speculum to slide in. James's body tensed, and Tiago could feel his ass struggling to accept the foreign object. "OOOHHHHHH," James grunted, struggling to keep his composure. His ass was tender and sore, and the speculum was almost more than he could take. "Just breathe," Tiago said. Keeping one hand on the metal handle, he reached back to the gym bag, and grabbed a sample tube, some long-stemmed swabs, and a small dark brown bottle. He handed it to Fabien. "Hold it under his nose," he told Fabien. "It'll help him take the probe." Fabien swapped the phone for the bottle. Tiago took the phone, and framed James as he huffed from the brown bottle. "Both nostrils," Tiago told James. "His ass is tender and sore." James struggled to keep his breathing measured and even. But it didn't matter. Fabien held the bottle under his nose, no matter if he took quick, shallow breaths or long, deep breaths, he got the full force of the poppers. "See how he flushes?" Tiago said, as the poppers began to hit James. "That's when you know." Tiago pushed the speculum several inches into James's ass. The young man gasped, but this time, did not protest. "Please," he said. "It's sore. Not too deep." "Just relax," Tiago replied. He nodded to Fabien, and the black man removed the poppers from James's nose. "We're just collecting DNA, ok? It's not that bad is it?" "It's ok," James said. Fabien screwed the cap on the poppers, and joined Tiago between James's legs. "I just. I just want to go home." "It's going to be all right, James," Tiago said. "I'll get you home just as soon as I can." He turned to Fabien. "Watch this," he said, and squeezed the handle of the speculum slowly. The metal duck-bills slowly spread apart, exposing James's ass. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," James moaned. "That's fucking intense. Please. Fuck. Fuck." He was shaking, but this time, it wasn't the discomfort. This was just something new for him; he had no way to express how it felt to have his ass exposed to air. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he continued to murmur. "What's that white stuff?" Fabien asked, as a thick yellowish-white fluid started to dribble out. Tiago quickly grabbed a specimen swab, and started to wipe up the fluid. "That's semen," Tiago said. "Loads from the guys fucking him." "Their gift to me," James said. His face and chest were still red from the poppers. He was strangely calm, but still upset. "It's mine, please. Let me keep it." "But we need it as evidence. It's all in here. In the semen you got. Besides." Tiago rubbed his crotch. His cock was still hard. "You can always get more, can't you?" "But they gave it to me," he said. "It was a gift." It was paradoxical how James was so fiercely protective of his rapists' semen. Tiago didn't care. He went through several swabs, wiping up all the semen his probes exposed. It was more than enough. "It's mine. I need to keep it," he said. It was only poppers and GHB, but it was still enough. "You will get plenty more," Tiago said. "I bet Fabien could give you a load." "In me?" James moaned, pressing himself against the speculum, and pushing it several inches deeper in. Another pool of semen appeared, and Tiago quickly wiped it up. "It feels so good. Inside me." "Of course," Tiago said. "Won't you?" "Fuck. Of course I would," Fabien said. He was just staring at James's asshole, mesmerized by how red and vulnerable it was. "You can put anything in there, huh?" "Yeah. Anything. Wait a second," Tiago said. He locked the speculum open, then let Fabien grab on to the handle. "Hold it there. I'll be back in a second." He went to the counter, and quickly produced another plastic pipette full of a yellow-clear liquid. He squirted it directly into James's ass. "One last thing to help you calm down and understand." "What was that?" Fabien asked. "Quarter gram of crystal. Dissolved in piss."

as promised part 7 hope you like been working on it a while ....... part 8 may be a little while enjoy Part 7 Nate and Nick watched the others leave before grabbing their gear Nick spoke first “I didn’t tell him what Alverez said that thing did to Jackson … I'm kind of hoping that was his imagination” he looked up at Nate the muscular man shaking his head as he pulled the straps on his vest tight securing it over his jacket despite the heat. “Nick, I think Alverez was telling the truth and that means when we find Jackson, he will likely need medical attention and a quick evac if we can subdue or kill the think that got him we avenge our brother for what was done to him …... but Jackson comes first at this point the rest of the mission is scrubbed” Nate's eyes were cold as ice “and when I get out of this hell hole, I'm going to find out why we were really sent down here” Nick picked up his weapons and checked his gear before nodding “yes sir” they moved out of the lab that had served as temporary base camp and jogged down the corridors not looking back. they followed the directions Alverez had given using the lead virologists card key it only took them 15 mins to get to where Jackson had disappeared. His cloths scattered in the same pattern and a thick pool of the black oily substance staining the carpet Nate scowled “Jackson I'm going to find you buddy”. Nick pointed at a droplet trail leading from the room and Nate nodded and they followed the trail the beams from there barrel mounted touches lighting up the gloom cast by the emergency lights they carried on like this for a while before the trail slowed then stopped altogether Nate cursed “well I knew that was too easy so now we do an old fashioned search” Nicks flashlight lit up the door of what looked like a sub-basement “if this was a horror movie sir it would be down there” Nate chuckled the sound deep in his chest “if this was a horror movie, I would say your right so let's indulge our horror stereotypes and go into the monsters lair” they opened the door and found a ladder leading down they climbed down an access ladder the metallic ringing of the rungs echoing though the darkness of the underground tunnels sounding like a lunch bell Nick thought. the corridor down here was wide but with the walls and ceiling covered with pipes it felt cramped, the humidity spiked and both men began to visibly sweat down here red lights and green lights pulsed on panels all of which meant nothing to the two men but cast a strange dance of shadows into the gloom. Only 30 meters into the tunnel they came upon a cross section and realised the tunnels down here were likely more of a maze than upstairs Nate heard something hit the floor in an adjoining tunnel and gestured for Nick to follow him, they crept up silent backs against the wall Nate peered around the corner and something grabbed him throwing him across the tunnel he only made out a flash of grey skin and green light before he slammed into the opposite wall his head hit a steam pipe hard and he slumped to the ground dazed. He heard Nick shout “get the fuck off me” before the deafening reports of a gun stole his hearing. Nate lay there his vision swimming his hearing coming back slowly, he pushed himself up and squinted at the scene playing out In front of him as his vision focused, he could see Nick naked now his cloths torn away and strewn around the tunnel and two muscular tall gray creatures' black veins pulsing with a toxic green light. the teller of the two stood behind Nick its arm raised high long-fingered hand holding both nicks hands above his head his feet barley able to touch the floor. the creatures other hand caressing the young black man's stomach while it licked his face, ear and neck in slow sinuous motions. The other creature was on its knees greedily sucking on Nicks rock hard member taking the 8 inches downs its throat with little effort, its hands playing with the boy's stiff nipples causing Nick to buck and jerk. Nate looked at Nick himself, his Nick the boy he had known since they were a child and promised to protect now a grown man naked at the hands of these monsters his eyes rolled back in his head moaning like a bitch in heat sweat dripping from him. Nate lifted his weight and tried to get to the gun that had swung around to his back but his movement alerted the two creatures, the larger nodded at the prone man and the smaller let out a keening moan before letting Nicks throbbing cock fall from its hungry maw, the cock twitched in the air causing Nick to let out a whimper of his own. the smaller creature turned quickly and advanced on Nate who stared frozen in shock at Jackson's new perfect form the slate gray skin, coal black hair and eyes his new larger muscular physic, the spiderweb of toxic looking veins and the massive throbbing member that stood to attention obscenely big against the man's form. It was only a moment of shock but it was enough for Jackson to dive on him they wrestled on the floor Jackson's lithe musky form all over him and he was too strong Nate couldn't hold him off, Jackson slipped behind him his arms locking across Nate's chest and throat his legs warped around Nate's waist heels pushing into his calves “Jackson don’t do this.... is me Nate ahhhh” Nate screamed as Jackson's grip increased for a moment letting the once bigger man know he was beaten. Nate could feel Jackson's steel hard cock pushed against his back the man's hot breath on his neck, one of Jackson's arms across his chest locked him in place it was like being wrapped by an iron bar the other hand under his chin forcing him to watch Nick being toyed with. Nick had fallen back into the larger creature's arms like a puppet with its strings cut he only whimpered and moaned as the creature's ministrations, one of nicks arms was behind the things neck the creatures face was buried in the man's arm pit licking and sniffing up the pure scent of him, its meant its hands were free to wonder over his fit young body the left hand stopped to play with Nicks nipples tugging and teasing them expertly causing the man to buck and thrust forward. while the fingers of its right hand slid down his tight abs brushing past his dick to explored his muscular ass, its slick finger slipping into the Nicks quivering hole causing him to let out a low guttural moan of pleasure the creature let out a dark chuckle one finger became two then three milking the man's prostate Nick bucked and howled with pleasure, Nate was forced to watch on in horror. As the slow destruction of Nick continued In front of him Nate felt the pressure on his chest disappear as Jackson's arm pulled away, his nimble fingers now pulling at the straps holding Nate's vest in place. Nate bucked trying to dislodge his once friend, but the hand on his chin slipped down to his throat and tightened the muscular man stopped struggling as his air was cut off and let his vest be pulled away still squeezing Jackson stood pulling his toy with him Nate hands moving to the man's tight fingers trying to pull them away from his throat but only scrabbling uselessly against the grip. While he was distracted Jackson unzipped the jacket and pulled Nate's hands were briefly pulled away from there desperate mission to remove the fingers and get air. The T-shirt was next shredded as Jackson pulled the tight material away exposing Nate's gym honed muscles, his huge arms and pecs now covered in a shine of sweat drops of it running down his abs Jackson smiled wiping a finger from his free hand along his friends' body and tasting him as if he was a fine wine he shuddered with pleasure. his hand whipped to the to the fatigues tearing them away in almost a frenzy his fingers stopped over the briefs for a second caressing the prize they hid straining beneath there fabric gently before they too were torn away. Nate stood gasping for air as Jackson admired what would be his first creation, he liked what he saw and knew his toxic gift would find a good host in Nate. Jackson let go of his soon to be victims throat and Nate dropped to the floor at Jackson's feet coughing and gasping for breath. Jackson his grey fingers caressing nates muscular flesh from his shoulder blades to his rock-solid ass Jackson's finger found his tight pucker he used the sweat as lube to push a finger inside Nate whimpered and tried to crawl away Jackson just smiled. he looked over at his creator who was still playing with Nick but could tell the creature was getting impatient it wanted to breed the young man to pass on its toxic gift its veins were pulsing faster. Jackson bent down and picked up Nate under the arms the man's struggles were weak and futile now he was accepting his fate. He made Nate watch as his creator slowly raised Nick up and positioned him over its steel hard massive cock the tip aimed directly for the man's now puffy raw hole as it lowered Nick down towards his salvation Jackson could hear Nate almost crying, “no please not him … please no … please.” As the tip started to penetrate Nicks eyes cleared, he began to struggle with the pain of something that big pushing into him he reached out to Nate desperately his arms flailing and mouthed the words “help me” there was almost an audible pop as the head slipped inside Nick jerked and screamed but the creature did not stop it continued to slide him down Nicks screams became a moan first of pain then pleasure as the toxic pre cum started to seep into his wounds easing the transition. Jackson pushed Nate towards what he knew was practically the man's son, his hand on the back of the muscular man's neck but Nate just stumbled forward in a daze all fight gone as he watched Nick get brutality fucked by this creature the veins seemed to pulse toxic light in time with his own racing heartbeat. Jackson picked the man up under his arms and pushed him ageist Nick’s writhing form looking into his ward's eyes. Nate knew what would happen next, he felt Jackson's massive cock probing his hole as his feet dangled above the floor he didn’t even try to struggle and then the pressure as he began to force it in, it was far too big for Nate's Virgin hole but Jackson did not care he was caught in a breeding frenzy and pushed in hard, Nate felt something tear and a white hot pain as he Jackson slipped a good 5 inched into him but he held back the scream he would not give the creature the pleasure of his pain he simply sobbed resting his head on Nicks shoulder and he felt Jackson slip into him inch by inch the pain subsiding as he knew the poison was entering his blood stream Then he felt Jackson begin to fuck him in earnest the pain was blinding at first as he tried to hold on to Nick, but it subsided and became pleasure. He tried to stop himself but he began to moan then the words just slipped out like a torrent. “Oh fuck Jackson breed me please … oh fuck it's too much … oh fuck OH FUCK make me like you!!” Jackson just chucked darkly and fucked him deeper knowing the venom was brewing in his balls and Nate would soon get his wish. The two creatures pushed closer together fucking their victims at the same pace but that pace was building, Nick and Nate were forced to embrace for stability their bodies pushed together they kissed moaning into each other's mouths, both men could feel themselves slipping away losing themselves in the pleasure, both men's dicks now solid trapped between the two men's writhing stomachs the friction from the Abs and pleasure was too much for Nate who screamed as his orgasm ripped through him causing him to shake and twitch as he spraying his last negative load over his and Nicks chest. Nick followed suite shortly after the feel of cum on his cock too much for his mind to take and he to erupted between them rope after rope of negative cum sprayed their bodies painting them in white. The smell of the pure cum sent the creatures into a new frenzy as they picked up speed both Nate and Nick felt the cocks in them get harder as the pounding increased and then both creatures let out a howl of pure pleasure both men were pulled down balls deep in the rods impaling them firmly in place as felt the creatures flood them with their corrupted toxic cum it burned though them like a forest fire Nate simply falling limp him mind unable to take the bombardment of stimuli. Nicks eyes went wide as he felt rope after rope of toxic cum pulsing and burning deep inside himself Changing him …. then everything was still and quiet. the creator pulled him slowly off its shrinking cock and Nick let out a whimper feeling so empty. he watched as Jackson do the same with Nate he watched as the oily black toxic cum he could feel leaking from his own destroyed ass slid from Nate's ass too it was streaked with crimson, somewhere in his mind he knew that should worry him .. he watched Jackson lick the negative pure cum from off Nate's chest and stomach before cleaning the unconscious man's dick Jackson seemed to glow brighter as he did seem to get bigger. Nick watched his creator do the same to him, he moaning at its sensual touch all force now gone and it too glowed and seemed to become more. Nick looked back at Nate his skin starting to go slate grey and the veins moving across his body Jackson was curled around him stroking the muscular man's hair making a soft keening noise. Nick could feel things fading from his mind complex cares and thoughts slipping away as `he felt his creator curl around him its arms holding him tight safe and secure so Nick gave into the corruption and let the darkness take him.

Also... we see so damned many pull out scenes for the top to cum. We know what cum looks like. It would have been a hundred times hotter to have the top spasming inside the boy and you see it on ultrasound.

14 yrs old. With a close friend. He helped me or forced or blackmailed into gradually turning into a femboy. Long hair shaved body and very thin. Pissed my father off the look. He sent me to a all boys boarding school. Backfired. I was getting fucked most days. And after school moved in a shared faggot house in the city.

Years ago there was a gay club called Faces in E. St. Louis. 3 level club. Main floor was the dance club. Upstairs was the stage for drag queen shows. And the basement - 2 bars, dark corners, a working urinal mounted on a wall. And the dark backroom. They had just opened the basement to girls too. I went with my little stripper FB. She loved the drag queen shows. Underwear night. I knew she suspected I liked cock. We ended up in the basement, she like to sit across from the dark room, watching what she could see in the light from the door. She finally convinced me to go in and get my cock sucked. After a few minutes someone took my hand and put it on their big cock! Without a thought, I dropped to my knees and started sucking. Within minutes I was surrounded by all the guys who had been hitting on my little fuck buddy. 6 or 7 cocks, all taking turns with my mouth and hands. Hot sweaty, smell of cum in the air. They stood me up and stripped my underwear off and put me back on my knees. I was in heaven, cocksucker heaven. I realized I was in the light from the door and she could see me sucking cock. By the time it was over, I had sucked off at least 10 cocks and took cum from more. I was finally done, covered in sweat and cum. I walked out and headed for the bathroom and tried to clean up. She came in and helped me clean the cum out of my shoulder length hair, smiling the whole time. We never really talked about it. Best night of my life as a Cocksucker!

Glad to see this return

The tougher the better 🐷

Part 2 Jackson and Alverez were carefully checking each room, it was like a maze down here they had been in three Labs and 2 offices, and so far, they had found nothing except one dishevelled office papers scattered and chair over turned with what looked like black ink up one wall but that could have been caused by panic when the alarm sounded. Jackson moved up to an open glass door way to what looked like an office area small cubicles filled the space like any office in America where the windows would have been seemed to be computer screens showing the containment breach information and advising all to get to the shelter for decontamination. The screens provided no real light only casting more shadows but he though he saw a movement towards the back of the room. He muttered into his mic “Jackson to Alverez I think I've seen someone I'm moving into the office south of the lab you're in now” he moved into the room and heard a click behind him Jackson looked back to see the door had closed and a red light flashed over a slot for a key card Alverez’s voice came back over the com link “heading to you now” Jackson muttered again. “The damn door closed on me I will check on this contact then move back and try open it” a brief “Rodger “ came back over the mic and Jackson sighed and lifted the gun beginning to move. He moved down the aisle of cubicles with careful trained motions scanning for anyone who could be hiding, but the flickering computer screens and the emergency lights caused dancing shadows that made this almost impossible. He was halfway through the room about to give up when a soft thud behind him made him spin around. Something grabbed his head. There was a blur of colour in front of his face. He went to let out a shout of alarm, but it was muffled by something being forced into his mouth then down his throat. It was slimy and dripping something; he gagged at the sensation and pushed back, stumbling backwards. He landed hard on his ass looking up at what had just attacked him with his hand trying to wipe the fluid from his mouth and his eyes wide. The creature has once been a man but now … It was naked and tall maybe 6:02. Its skin was grey and pulled taught over bone and over defined muscle. Its body hair and eyes were jet black. Spider webbing across its body were black veins that pulsed with a strange toxic green light converging over the thing's heart forming an eerie replica of the bio hazard symbol. Jackson felt his eyes pulled down to the creature's crotch. A massive member hung between its legs. It was still swinging from when the thing grabbed him, and it was getting hard. Jackson was finding it hard to think, hard to breathe. His mind was fuzzy. He was too hot; he could feel his body break out into a sweat and needed to get out of his cloths. He needed to be near the creature. Its black eyes not leaving his, Jackson's hands moved clumsily to the clasps on his vest and pulled the release buckles. It clattered to the floor forgotten as he pulled off the jacket and t-shirt tossing them to the side exposing his body to the humid air, Sweat was trickling down his chest and abs both dusted with light bond hair. He realised he had never been so horny. Every nerve was on fire. He fumbled with his trousers his eyes never leaving the glorious creature In front of him. The creature seemed to sense its prey was ready and moved up to the young man caressing his body with its fingers and tongue. Jackson shivered as it seemed to spend time licking and smelling every inch it could reach abs, biceps armpits. Then when the thing's tongue and mouth pressed over his left nipple, he let out a moan of pleasure. Hard as iron and leaking precum, his cock strained against his trousers. The thing could sense the pure fluid leaking from its prey. Its hands moved to his fatigues; they were ripped off of him and flung into the darkness. The same fate befell the boxers - one swift movement and Jackson was naked only his socks and boots left, His six inch shaft hard as a rock pointing at the creature almost offering the large droplet forming on the tip. Jackson moaned. Desperate for it to touch him, his mind screamed for him to stop. "What are you doing you're not even gay and this thing is a monster!" Even that went silent when the thing sat down in front of him its head moving forward its tongue delicately licking up the droplet of precum before its mouth engulfed his whole member with one swallow. Its throat massaged him as if trying to pull the cum out of him. Waves of pleasure crashed through him; his mind almost lost to the pleasure and fog of the thing's saliva. After a short time, it pulled back and Jackson let out a whimper of loss. Collapsing unable to stand, his legs were weak after the onslaught. The thing caught him and lifted him to its face that long tongue moved down his taint. Jackson's whimper became another moan of pure pleasure as the hot breath of the creature and its long tongue met and invaded his hole. It would circle and then press in deeperf each time the ooze doing its job and opening Jackson up and getting him ready for the Gift his maker was about to give him. The creature and Jackson could hear something banging, screaming and shouting, but they were both too consumed with the hunger to pay it any real attention. The headset down by the vest on the floor was buzzing with sound, but it, too, was forgotten now. All that mattered was the thing and the pleasure it was giving him. Jackson felt himself get lowered by the things strong arms, and he felt a pressure on his hole. His mind tried to fight back. He tried to struggle, but the things grip was like steel; tears welled and fell down his face as the thing forced him down onto the huge toxic cock. He cried out as he felt like he was being impaled by molten iron his hole trying to stretch impossibly wide. His last true thought was, "This can't be happening." Then the head broke through. A flash of white-hot agony took him, but mercifully his thoughts faded and with them the pain. It was still there and spreading though him like a wild fire from where that toxic member had entered him, but the pleasure beat it out. The creatures precum already starting the corruption that would take him soon enough. He was face to face with the creature now half impaled on its cock. Full of lust wanting more, needing more. he kissed it deep. The tongue again went down his throat. There was no gagging now, no revulsion. The toxic thing moved him up and down slowly at first then faster more urgent. He broke the kiss, and Jackson's head was thrown back screaming with the pleasure as each move brought him higher and higher. Each pump of its toxic cock brought him closer. Without warning, the creature grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him balls deep ripping him open inside fully planted, fully claiming its prey. It looked him in the eyes as it screamed out its triumph, pulsing rope after rope of thick black corruption into its new creation flooding it so there was no turning back. Jackson let out one final moan of pure ecstasy as he was forced to take the whole massive toxic length. He did not notice the tearing or the pain only the pleasure as the Toxic Thing's pulsing cock had sent him over the edge, and his own cum erupted from him. The mouth of the thing he was riding swiftly engulfing his steel-hard cock not missing a drop and sucking the last of his pure fluids from him. Everything went still except for Jackson panting. The thing pulled him off of its softening cock and held him in its arms black toxic cum and blood spilling from Jackson's ruined hole and dripped down his leg pooling on the cheap office carpet like spilled ink. He whined and twitched, and the change started in earnest. His skin was already going gray, and veins were spider webbing across is body inch by inch. His dick was growing as the body fat seemed to be draining away from him. As Jackson was being reborn, the thing carried him from the room almost tenderly. Alverez looking on in horror from behind the bullet proof glass unable to help his friend.

13 y old with my 25 y old tennis teacher and raw

That hole needs to be bred.

I've seen Tim Skyler recently, while I was in a RingCentral room. He was definitely partying.

It's the best feeling ever. Even if he just rests inside me and I can feel his dick being grabbed by my butt muscles it makes me feel so happy.

Part 11 - Positive Counselling Luca felt tired when he woke and climbed out of bed noticing the ship was already docked in Southampton. He showered and changed then packed his last few things ready for the bell boys to take their luggage in to the terminal. Breakfast was quick and the table next to theirs was empty. The Americans had already eaten and disembarked for their morning flight back to New York. It was like they had never been there and funny how it felt empty without them being at the table staring and chatting away. He smirked eating his fruit and yoghurt thinking of Brad and the wild night they had, his only regret that he didn't get another night with him. Luca arranged to meet his parents at 9.30 in the Duchess lounge for disembarkation and headed off towards the spa hoping to catch Andre. Loitering outside and watching the reception area for a good twenty minutes there was no sign of him. He was about to leave when he phone beeped and he saw a message from Oliver 'Nearly at the airport, sorry I didn't get to say good bye to you personally this morning. So looking forward to you showing me Tuscany, Olly'. He was tempted to reply but decided to wait and play it cool, he didn't want to seem to eager. Instead he started a new message to Andre 'Hey, what happened last night? I missed being with you and would like to see you, Luca' he hit the send button and put his phone away. Heading back to the suite and collecting his hand luggage he met up with his parents and they disembarked the ship. Checking his phone he saw the message to Andre had been read ten minutes ago and no reply, residing that Andre was going to end up as just a fuck he put his phone away and walked to the gangway. The Luca walking down the gangway was very different from the one who embarked a week ago, his look on sex had changed completely and inside he definitely felt a liberated and new person. Collecting the last suitcase he joined his parents and walked through customs into the small arrivals hall to seek their driver, hearing his name called out Luca turned and smiled. "I won't be a minute" he said to his parents hot footing it over towards Andre. Sarah watched Luca and saw him walk towards Andre "The masseur?" she said turning to Gio. Gio chuckled "That's why he had so many massages" he replied looking at Sarah. "What happened last night Andre?" Lucca asked standing in front of him. Andre shifted on the spot "You didn't tell me you were seeing someone else". "Sorry?" Luca asked sounding surprised "I am not seeing anyone Andre, who said that?". Andre could see he was telling the truth "The American, he came for a massage yesterday". Luca nodded knowing it was Oliver's doing "He is charming and very nice but I am not seeing him". Andre smiled "You need to tell him that as he things you and him are together". Luca looked him in the eye "You are the one I am attracted to Andre" he replied "I thought you knew that". "So him coming to Tuscany to see you?" Andre asked again surprising Luca how much Oliver told him. Luca sighed "My parents invited him I couldn't stop them" he tried explaining to Andre. "Please come and see me in London when you finish Andre" Luca implored "I have to go they are waiting". Andre nodded then catching Luca off guard he kissed him on the lips "I will text you later" he said. Luca returned to his parents "Please don't say anything" he said looking a little upset. The journey back to Holland Park was quiet, almost like when they picked Luca up after his graduation. The frustration and anger at what Oliver had done was nagging at him. Trying to remain emotionally detached Luca turned off his phone not wanting to send a venting text to Oliver, he sat back in the seat and closed his eyes. The following week Luca had spoken with Mark several times finalising the plans for Mark to visit Luca in Tuscany, he was excited to catch up with Luca and hear all about his graduation trip. By the second week at home Luca had returned from a run feeling unusually exhausted he collapsed on the bed unable to get his temperature down or stop the sweating. By the afternoon he was feeling worse, his body ached, head hurt and he was running a fever. Sarah made an appointment to see their doctor the following day and was worried by how Luca had gone down hill so quickly. In the morning Luca felt no better and beads of sweat adorned his forehead, the doctor took his temperature and begun asking Luca lots of questions before asking his mother to leave them for a few minutes to continue the examination. Dr Morris had been the family doctor for many years and he had an understanding of Luca and his sexual orientation. "Tell me Luca and be honest, did you have sexual intercourse with anyone?" Dr Morris asked sitting down. Luca nodded "Yes, several times and I know what your going to ask and the answer was no". Dr Morris sat there for a moment looking at Luca "I think we should do the blood test Luca". Luca looked up knowing what he was saying and nodded "Yes" he quietly replied. "Do you know if any of the sexual partners have hiv?" Dr Morris asked finishing with the blood test. Luca shook his head "To be honest I don't know" he said "I wanted, well needed to have sex". Dr Morris chuckled "Oh to be young Luca" he laughed "but seriously you should have protected yourself". Luca smiled "I know" he replied "foolish of me now when I look back". "Don't worry Luca if it does come back positive things will not change to much" Dr Morris patted his knee. Luca nodded fearing the worse "I will have the results tomorrow and will call you directly" Dr Morris said. "In the meantime take 2 paracetamols every 4 hours to keep your temperature under control" he advised Luca. Luca stood to leave and watched Dr Morris place the blood vials in to a yellow bag with a biohazard symbol on, that simple act hit home hard and Luca broke down crying out of the emotional wreck he had become. Part of it was the probable diagnosis but also from the strain of Andre and Oliver, he never really knew how much it had torn him up until now when everything came crashing down. His mother walked in and comforted him holding him tight, straight away she knew something was not right seeing the blood test bag labelled up. Luca explained everything to his parents later that day after he had calmed down, still feeling groggy he went up to bed wishing the whole thing was over. He just wanted to know one way or the other, although he was already suspecting one of the Americans must have been responsible. He managed to sleep a few hours before waking at 1am and reaching over for his phone, he looked at the message from Oliver a few weeks backs and sent him a text trying to sound casual hoping it would reveal more 'Hi Olly, hope you are well. I forgot to ask your friends if they had hiv when we had sex, I shouldn't have put them as risk, L', sending the message he put the phone down on silent he went back to sleep. Waking up he felt better and the fever seemed to had subsided, reaching over he saw a missed call from Oliver but no reply to his text. Wearing jogging bottoms and t-shirt he padded around the house for most of the morning until he phone range just after 11am. Hanging up the phone he sat on the sofa staring at the floor, the diagnosis had come back positive and he know faced a different future. He had a referral to a sexual health clinic at 3pm to see a consultant and councillor, the worst part was he had no one close to talk to about it. Both parents were out at work and whilst they were both understanding it wasn't something you really wanted to discuss at length with them. At the clinic he chatted with the consultant and gave Luca his medication and instructions. Luca was surprised that it was only two tablets once a day, he had read up where some people were on 4 or 5 tablets sometimes twice a day. He was sent to the male waiting room at the clinic to wait for Tony the councillor. The waiting room was quiet with only a three guys there for routine appointments, all of whom clocked Luca when he was escorted in by the consultant. It was a telling sign that this was a newly diagnosed person. Luca felt embarrassed sitting there with each guy casually glancing at him, there was one guy who couldn't have been more than 19 whose phone constantly beeped with messages. Ignoring his phone he was more interested in Luca and was fumbling around in his pocket pulling a small card out and holding it in his hand. A nurse appeared in the waiting room 'Jason' she called looking at the 19 year old who stood and walked deliberately close to Luca dropping the card in to his lap before disappearing. Luca picked up the card that just had his name and number on, he heard one of the guys chuckle and look at Luca 'high class escort'. Luca didn't quite know what to do with the card 'Luca' he heard his name called out and looked up. Tony stood there smiling at Luca and he felt unable to move, he was tall at six feet, his black hair shaved except for the mohican that partly flopped across his forehead. Luca could make out the tattoos adorning his neck and the base of his arms, his slender body, swimmers build, moustache and chin hair definitely gave him more of a menacing sexual appeal and it was not what Luca was expecting in a councillor. His face suggesting late 20's or early thirties but he had the most incredible smile on a finely chiselled face that look like it came straight out of a magazine and it made Luca's heart beat faster. Luca stood up "Hi" he said slipping the card in to his pocket. Tony escorted him in to a little room "I'm Tony and have been appointed your councillor". "Right" Luca replied sitting down "do I need one?" he asked "I mean I don't know what is suppose to happen". Tony smiled "I am here for you to talk to Luca and help you out where I can" he replied reading Luca's notes. "I didn't think you could help now I have it?" Luca replied a little confused by the situation. Tony looked at him "Are you comfortable talking about it?" he asked "we could walk, go for a coffee?". Luca shrugged his shoulders "What do you normally do?" he asked realising he was quite struck by him. "Well if your comfortable discussing your feelings we can walk and talk" Tony suggested staring at Luca. Tony packed up his things and picked his satchel up and walked with Luca for almost an hour mostly he listened to Luca talk about his feelings, worries and concerns. Tony would nod and let Luca continue, only when he went silent did Tony explain that he had taken up counselling after realising there was a detachment of being able to speak to another person who had gone through a similar situation. Openly telling Luca he was poz Tony chatted and was getting Luca to open up and talk about his real feelings. They sat down in a park not far from Luca's house, he was still a little weak from the past few days and Tony noticing this slowed the pace down and allowed Luca time to gather his strength. Luca joked saying it felt like he was on a date with Tony who laughed and smiled at him. Tony walked with Luca back to his home and they made plans for another session the following day at 1pm meeting at Luca's house. Watching Tony walk back on to the street Luca had discovered quite a bit about him, Tony was happy to talk about himself in order to get Luca more comfortable. During this first session Luca discovered Tony was recently out of a relationship, 29 years old he was also hiv positive a result from his various exploits at a younger age. It was this that rung home with Luca knowing he was in a similar situation, it gave him more comfort and confidence to talk. It was interesting to hear about the group counselling Tony held with ten guys at various stages, he even suggested that when Luca felt comfortable he could join the group sessions if he wished. For now being Tony's newest case he would get his attention. The past two days had been extraordinary to say the least and he liked Tony and felt at ease with him. Tony walked down the street smiling, he loved his job and every now and then someone like Luca would come along bringing new challenges to his work. The young guy was so engaging and attractive he had found it a little difficult to concentrate at times. At dinner Luca had told his parents everything about the voyage, his father was upset by this revelation and hugged his son telling him they would always be here to support him. Luca retired for the night and Gio turned to Sarah and questioned if Oliver should come over mostly unsure how Luca would react. They discussed at length and if Luca had been honest about Oliver and he not sleeping together there should be no cause for concern. Luca sat on his bed unsure how he was really feeling, he felt the card in his shorts pocket and took it out. He chuckled at how brazen the young guy had been in the clinic giving him his number and decided to ask Tony about him tomorrow. Feeling refreshed after his shower he stood and looked at his reflection in the mirror, he was still Luca only a little different on the inside. Thoughts interrupted by his phone ringing, picking it up he saw it was Oliver calling and he answered it. "Olly" Luca spoke down the phone waiting. "Luca, what was with your text the other day?" Oliver asked cautiously. Luca sat on the bed "Don't play games Olly, do any of you have hiv?" he asked almost to scared to say the word. There was a long pause "I think you have answered my question" Luca said knowing Oliver was thinking. "Luca" Oliver spoke "you didn't have it did you?" he asked "you were fishing with me to find out". Luca was quiet for a moment "One of your friends gave it to me" he said ignoring Andre for the moment. "It is possible Luca" Oliver replied "but I didn't give it to you" he tried excusing himself from blame. Luca paused "I know and my parents know" he paused again "don't worry they know we haven't slept together". There was another awkward pause "It is best that I don't come to Tuscany?" Oliver asked. "No, I think you should still come Olly after all my parents invited you" Luca replied. Oliver hung up and stroked Brad's chest 'one of you got Luca knocked up' he said kissing Brad, they were having one of their rampant afternoons of hard sex together whilst James was out shopping with Liam. Brad chuckled and turned to face Oliver 'get on your stomach so I can recharge you again', it was no request and Oliver battled with Brad trying to pin him down, his ass already sore from the two poundings Brad had given him. Luca put the phone on the bedside table and climbed in to bed, his body exhausted he soon fell into a deep sleep. Luca looked out from his bedroom window at the blue sky and enjoying the feeling of the sun on his naked body. The stillness of the air clouded his head and the feeling of loneliness creeping over him like a shadow tapping away slowly at him. The nausea kicking in as the strong medication absorbed in to his body, he couldn't face eating and dressed in his shorts and t-shirt waiting for Tony and their session. He tried sitting in the garden, drinking water and dozing but nothing alleviated the feeling in his body. Glad of the distraction when Tony arrived and rang the door bell dead on 1pm. Inviting Tony in they walked through to the kitchen where Luca put some coffee on to brew. "How are you feeling Luca?" Tony asked leaning against the kitchen counter. Luca looked over at him "Not so good today" he said "I started the medication this morning". Tony nodded "They are powerful drugs Luca, your body will take a few weeks to adjust". Luca leaned over the counter his head in his hands "I don't know if I can cope with the side effects". "Hey Luca, they will pass" Tony said calmly walking over to Luca and rubbing his shoulder. "Be patient and get through the first few days they will start easing off" Tony said comforting him. Luca stood up and placed his arms around Tony "You need a Tony hug" he said putting his arms around Luca. Luca leaned his head against Tony's chest and allowed him to hug him hard "Just bear with it Luca" he said. "I am scared" Luca confessed revealing his true feelings, Tony stroked his head. "You have me to talk to Luca, anytime you need me I will be here for you" Tony said holding on to Luca. "Thank you" Luca replied feeling a strange sense of reassurance from Tony. "You have the strength to fight this Luca and I will be by your side to help" Tony said encouragingly. Admittedly Tony hugged Luca for an unusual amount of time unable to bring himself to let go. Luca just stood there with his arms firmly around Tony, it felt so good to be close to a man again. Not just a man though it was someone who understood what he was going through and he felt great strength from this knowledge. Tony knew this was wrong and over stepping boundaries holding on to Luca in this way, he felt it was what the young guy needed right now. "How about you sit down and I finish making coffee" Tony suggested releasing Luca. Luca released his arms and sat at the breakfast bar "Am I hogging you from your other work?" he asked. Tony laughed "No Luca, I have a clear diary this week" he replied and looked at Luca "just you pencilled in". Luca half smiled "Do I need that much counselling then?" he said laughing as it sounded like a porn movie. Tony placed the coffee down and sat next to him "First time I have seen you laugh what was so funny?". Luca went bright red "I thought it sounded like I was in a porn movie". Tony chuckled "Watch a lot of porn do you?" he asked watching Luca laugh again. "No" Luca replied gently slapping Tony's arm "I don't need porn" he said giggling. Tony smiled "Everyone needs porn Luca" he said looking serious "you can learn some great techniques". Luca looked at the serious expression on Tony's face before he burst out laughing "Very funny" Luca replied. "Oh something I wanted to ask" Luca said looking at Tony "this Jason at the clinic gave me his number". He stopped and looked at Luca "Jason is an escort, pay for sex person" Tony said "don't go there". Luca laughed "Is he that expensive then?". Tony shook his head "Trust me Luca, the guy is ravaged by diseases" he paused "I shouldn't really say". Luca nodded "So you just saved me from making a mistake" he smiled "I need to keep you around" he laughed. They moved out to the garden sitting on the terrace allowing the talking to go more in depth, Tony kept it light and let Luca talk. He was taken by how stunning Luca looked and undeniable charm the belied the sensitive and loving person he was. Luca couldn't figure out why he felt so drawn to Tony, he was the complete opposite of what he usually liked in a person or picked up. Yet there was some weird science in play and he found it so easy to be just Luca with him, he had forgotten about his nausea and aching head. On their second pot of coffee and several hours later they found themselves talking about his sexual exploits on board ship and the pain he was now going through torn between two potential lovers. Luca turned seeing his mother appear on the terrace. Sarah immediately noticed the tattoos and mohican haircut mortified by what was sitting on her terrace. "Mother" Luca called out standing up looking at lot chirpier. Sarah smiled seeing how happy Luca looked today and walked over "What is going on Luca?" she asked. Tony stood up "Mum this is Tony from the clinic, he is my councillor I told you about" Luca explained. "Mrs Abario" Tony said holding out his hand "so pleased to meet you". Despite the hair and tattoos she could see the effect he was already having on Luca "Pleasure to meet you". Sarah gabbed a cup and joined them on the terrace watching and listening to Tony, it took her a while to understand that Tony was also counselling her a little. She definitely felt more knowledgeable when Tony announced he should head back to the clinic. Out of the blue Sarah invited Tony for dinner the following evening as a thank you and he politely accepted, Luca escorted Tony to the front of the house. "Thank you Tony" Luca said gratefully "you have really cheered me up today". Tony smiled "You have my number if you need to talk Luca" he replied "I am sorry about hugging you earlier". Luca looked on strangely at him "Don't be, I sort of needed it" he replied. Tony smiled "We need to keep things real Luca" he said "you know on a professional basis". Luca nodded and said he would see him tomorrow at 5pm.

Part 10 - Day 7 At Sea Andre leaned over, it was 5.30am and placing his phone back on the bedside table Luca ground his ass back on Andre's cock. He had remained inside Luca most of the night and seized the opportunity shuffling his body closer and pushing Luca over on his stomach he was back on top of him. Instantly their mouths met and kissed, both Andre's arms went under Luca's neck and head holding him there. Andre's face was buried against Luca's, the warmth of his breath and kisses, the feeling of his hips riding his ass, everything about Andre was perfect. Luca could not keep the smile off his face, despite his ass being sore he kept the smile and kisses going until Andre pushed in harder than ever delivering more love in to Luca in a succession of deep thrusts. Andre just couldn't hold back, he knew it was born out of love for the sweet cute guy under him who in turn seemed to be totally in to him. But just how deep did his feelings go for him? Only time would tell and show itself if indeed it was meant to be. Andre kissed Luca and slowly extracted his cock. Luca laid on his stomach a big smile on his face, the thought suddenly occurred to him that someone had made love to him under the duvet and it happened so naturally. He knew that this would be one night he would remember, he turned his head watching Andre getting off the bed who gently slapped his ass. Andre left just before 6.30am and Luca padded around the suite like a lost puppy, despite the lack of sleep he felt amazing like the whole world had opened up before his eyes. He wandered back up to the bedroom and put on his swimming trunks and headed to the pool for a morning dip and exercise. Tomorrow would see them back in Southampton then a few weeks at home before going to Tuscany, he was looking forward to seeing Mark and catching up with him. Admitting to himself that he liked and missed the fun and company of the person who knew him, well most of him. It took a moment to realise that his thinking of Mark had stirred his cock, giggling he put his head down and swam. Luca joined his parents at 9am for breakfast, the thought of the four Americans far from his mind until he saw the entire group sat at their table laughing and joking. Wondering if he was still the butt of their joviality but they soon looked serious when Luca sat down. His parents ever the social people straight away engaged in conversation, Luca glanced at Oliver who was looking at him. Having to glance again at Oliver he was sure there was a sadness in his eyes directed at him, in fact Oliver seemed to be the only one who refrained from conversation. Luca couldn't fathom Oliver out, was he just after bedding him or was he being totally honest about his feelings for him? Confused and feeling he couldn't trust any of them, he was plain angry over the way they played and wagered his ass. In a twist of fate and a sick game Luca made a decision to play them at their own game in front of his parents, waiting and listening to their conversation about last night and the show they went to see in the theatre. "I thought you all would have been in the casino?" Luca made a point of asking watching their faces. James chucked at the irony before replying "No, we are not big on gambling" he fell in to Luca's trap. Oliver shot James a look before he realised "The show was really good last night" James said backtracking. Luca looked at his parents "They like to play big stakes" he said then looked at Oliver "Don't you?". "Luca what is with this attitude this morning?" Gio asked looking a little cross with him. Luca looked at his father and smiled "They made a wager and they promised me 50% of the winnings". Gio laughed "Was it a big wager then?" he now asked looking over at the Americans. James smiled "Well you could say that but he is right we owe him half" he replied and looked at Luca. "Well aren't you going to tell us what it was about?" Sarah asked looking between Luca and the guys. Oliver looked at Sarah "It is a little embarrassing" he said "we wagered if Luca was gay". Sarah laughed "Is that all, so who won?" she asked "and how much was the bet?". "James won the bet" Luca replied "I think it was $500k so that makes it $250k they owe me". "Luca!" Gio remarked "I am sure the guys don't need to pay up, that is a rather large amount of money". Luca played along and laughed "They made the wager and agreed to pay me half, I had nothing to do with it". Oliver smiled looking at Luca "He is right we have to pay up, we can sort it out this morning". Luca couldn't believe how easy extorting the money for his silence "Okay" he replied. "Good" Oliver replied "Meet me in the Balmoral lounge at 11am" he said and turned his conversation to Gio. His parents found it amusing on the part that Luca had been open, something he very rarely did with his low self confidence. Luca was a little perturbed both at his parents reaction and seeing his plan almost backfiring with Oliver giving in so easy. Worst of all he now had to face Oliver this morning. Both James and Liam gave Luca several mischievous grins whilst eating their eggs benedict, Brad on the other hand kept a low profile unsure what to make of the events going on. Luca settled down and enjoyed his breakfast taking the occasional glance at Oliver who smiled when ever he saw Luca looking at him. The relief on their faces that Luca had not told his parents everything was evident to see, he was also unsure what to make of himself playing such a risky game with them. It still felt strange why Oliver behaved the way he did and he couldn't figure out if there was something else he wasn't being told. The guys stood to leave and Oliver reminded Luca to meet him at 11am. Gio waited until they left and looked at Luca "Did something else go on we don't know about?". Luca coughed and put down his coffee "I think Oliver is interested in me" he replied. "Right, he is certainly very nice" Gio nodded unconvinced by Luca's response "and you Luca?" he asked "are you interested in him?". Luca shrugged his shoulders "To early to say father, he seems nice but I am just unsure". Sarah shook her head "Luca" she said "he is very likeable and a decent man, you will find someone soon enough don't rush it". Luca chuckled "Who have you in mind?" he replied knowing his mother only to well. "Oh I don't know" Sarah replied "I am sure the right person will come along Luca". "May I be excused" Luca asked looking at his parents and they both nodded. Luca stood up to leave "Are you really going to take that money?" Gio asked looking at his son. "Maybe" Luca replied "I mean it was a bet so what is the harm. I will see you for lunch" he said leaving. Luca had half an hour to kill so we wandered around the ship, the atrium was busy with people shopping. The casino had a handful or hardy gamblers in trying to win back some of their losses. Stepping in to the lift Luca pushed the button for deck 7 where the spa and gym were located. Debating weather to have a massage he walked in to the reception area where Andre was saying goodbye to his client then sanitising his hands. He looked up and smiled seeing Luca standing there. Andre leaned over the counter then turned and walked towards Luca. "Hey, I am on a break now come and have coffee with me" Andre said looking as sexy as ever Luca thought. "Sure, I have 15 minutes to kill" Luca replied walking with Andre to the buffet area. Coffee in hand they sat at the same table where they dined the evening before "You look happier" Andre remarked. Luca chuckled "Did I look miserable yesterday then?" he asked sitting down. "A little" Andre replied "something was bothering you I think" he said slipping in to his Lithuanian accent. Luca smiled "I was upset but you certainly cheered me up" he replied sipping his coffee. Andre moved his leg and touched Luca's under the table "You made me very happy last night". Luca contemplated him for a moment before Andre spoke again "Will I see you after you leave?". Luca sighed "I live in London Andre, doesn't it make things difficult?" he said with his sensible head on. "I guess" Andre replied sadly "you have really captured me" he said looking down at his cup. Brad walked past with James on the outside deck and spotted Luca sat at the table in the window deep in conversation with the muscular blond guy. They could tell this was no ordinary conversation going on and looked very involved. Brad wanted to go inside but James held him back and said it was none of their business what Luca was doing. Luca looked at the stranger across the table intently, James turned to Brad and dragged him off 'definitely something went on there' James remarked then telling Brad the uniform indicated he worked in the spa. Luca watched Andre in a loving way for a while "You have been the only person to make love to me Andre". Andre looked up and smiled "At the moment I do not know where my life is taking me" Luca said being honest. Andre nodded "Different time different place things might have worked?" he asked looking up at Luca. "Stay in touch and come visit me" Luca said leaning forward "that way we can see if we feel the same". Andre smiled "Yes lets" he said "my contract finishes in 2 months and I usually stay in the UK for a week". "So we can meet then?" Luca asked looking at the time "sorry I have to go Andre" Luca stood up. He looked at Andre "Do you want to come to my suite tonight?" he asked trying to play it cool. Andre chuckled staring at Luca in silence for a moment "Yes" he eventually replied watching Luca smile. They exchanged mobile numbers and email addresses before Luca left. He was already five minutes late and saw Oliver sat in one of the alcoves talking to James and Brad who left when Luca appeared. Oliver watched Luca walk over and sit down, he couldn't help but smile. "You were very brave at breakfast" Oliver remarked "maybe too brave". Luca studied him for a moment "I have nothing to loose Oliver, you played me so I am playing you all now". Oliver laughed "Do you really think we are going to pay up?" he asked sitting back in sofa. Luca leaned forward "If you don't I will happily tell my parents what the bet was really about". Oliver smirked "Are you a street whore Luca?" he asked casually looking Luca in the eye and waiting. Luca sat there stunned at the insult "Pay up, you have had your fun" he replied looking angry. Oliver chuckled "I never got my fun so no I won't pay up until you sleep with me, then I will". Luca stood up "Fuck you" he said angrily to Oliver seeing a different side of Oliver that was disrespecting. Oliver sat and laughed "Who are you sleeping with tonight Luca, the butler or the blond guy from the spa?". Luca stood opened mouthed "You see, your street trash Luca" Oliver said calmly shrugging his shoulders. Luca sat down again "What does that make you four then?" he retorted stumping Oliver for a moment. "Was it your plan all along?" Luca asked "all four of you to fuck me?" he watched Oliver who remained quiet. Luca smirked "Well guess what, you won't get to fuck me" he said defiantly. Oliver looked on quietly for a moment then pushed a cheque over towards Luca "I think you are the opposite". Luca looked at the cheque for $250k then pushed it back "I am not a street whore you can buy". Oliver pushed the cheque back to Luca "I got you all wrong Luca and I don't think you will ever forgive me". "You can't buy me Oliver, I don't want your dirty money" Luca replied getting frustrated with him. "I want you Luca, not for a night or a week" Oliver said sounding serious "I think you know that though". Luca held his head in his hands "God Oliver, stop playing games. I just don't know what to make of you". Oliver nodded slowly "Get to know the real me Luca, I know this whole trip has been a cock up between us". Luca looked up and sighed "What do you want from me Oliver?" he asked needing real clarity on the situation. "You Luca" Oliver replied "I want to go on a date with you and see where it goes". Luca was torn thinking of Andre "I need time to think Oliver" he said "my life got complicated this morning". "The blond guy from the spa?" Oliver suggested looking at Luca "you two seem very close". Luca looked at him "How do you know this?" he asked looking confused. "Brad and James saw you talking over coffee and the way you looked at each other" Oliver remarked kindly. Luca nodded "There maybe something there, I don't know yet that's what we are exploring". Oliver chuckled "Is there anyone else I am competing with?" he asked smiling. Luca smirked and stood up "Give it your best shot that is all I am saying". Oliver stood "Can I take you on a date this evening?" he asked "your parents already like me". Luca shook his head "My parents don't dictate who I date, and I already have plans" he said leaving. Oliver shook his head "Luca!" he called out waiting for him to turn "I like a challenge remember that!". Luca couldn't help but laugh at the way Oliver made his point "Well take me to lunch then". Oliver smiled and walked over "Later" he replied "let's go sit outside and talk". No matter how much Luca had hated Oliver over the last few days he was still not immune to his charm or flattery and it crumbled the wall he had put up between them. Oliver on the other hand was not about to let Luca get away if there was any hope of something happening between them. The more Luca hated him the more interest he had and wanted to pursue him until he relented. They sat on the promenade deck chatting in the sunshine and by the time they headed in to lunch they both exchanged numbers and knew where each other lived, it was strange for Oliver revealing so much detail and he was conflicted about the one thing he still kept hidden. Knowing he would have to eventually come clean about his status if things progressed with Luca, and then there was the possibility Luca could be in the same boat but at least he would not have been the one who did it. Keeping their conversation light hearted they bonded building a friendship, Oliver loved the youthful charm and maturity Luca showed with his feet firmly planted on the ground. Lunch evolved in to the afternoon and they both joined Luca's parents for afternoon tea. His parents got on so well with Oliver they extended an invitation for him to join them for a week in Tuscany, Luca was unsure of this move knowing it would bring Oliver and him together for a week with no chance of escape. Returning to his suite early evening he couldn't deny that today had been very nice spending time with Oliver where the conversation flowed effortlessly. Lying on the bed naked after his shower he thought of Andre and Oliver, who were both keen on him. He had no idea what to do or how to play this having never been in such a position before. Girls had chased him but having two men after him was something he never imagined would happen. Andre though incredibly hot he didn't really know, Oliver was sexy in his own way and very attractive but much older. He cried out finding it hard to distinguish from them both and jumped off the bed getting dressed for cocktails and dinner. Always one to shy away from large gatherings like this, he would surprise his parents by turning up at the Duchess lounge at 7pm, well it was the last night so he had to make an effort. Oliver walked out of the treatment room stretching and smiling, the half an hour neck and back massage was all he needed. He turned and looked at the therapist one last time then disappeared back to his suite. Oliver was a person who liked to get his way and he was clearing obstacles. Luca finished getting dressed and was walking down the staircase when Ramon appeared to turn the bed down. He handed Luca an envelope then nodding his head down to his cock Luca chuckled moving towards the door explaining he was late. Ramon went upstairs and Luca opened the envelope addressed to him, pulling the piece of paper out he opened it and read 'Luca, sorry I cannot make this evening, A'. It was brief and to the point, Andre had brushed him off this evening. Standing there reading it again he was questioning if he had done something to upset him, or if Andre was not all he seemed. He threw the note and envelope in the bin. Putting a brave face on he walked in to Duchess lounge his eyes and heart captivated by the smile that broadened on Oliver's face as soon as he clapped eyes on Luca. Seeing Oliver he quickly forgot about the note from Andre. His mother noticed the look on Oliver's face walking past to greet her son, she approved and liked Oliver and made sure Luca knew this in their brief conversation walking with him to the bar. Oliver walked over to Luca and Sarah "Vodka and coke lots of ice?" he asked looking at Luca. Shaking his head Luca smiled "Champagne" he replied noticing Oliver was drinking the same. Oliver ordered a glass for Luca "I'm glad you came to cocktail hour" he said a little too excited. Luca smiled and picked up his glass of champagne "Salud" he said clinking glasses with Oliver. Oliver smiled "To us and getting to know you" Oliver replied flashing his best seductive smile. He was still cautious of each and everyone of the Americans, thankfully dinner with his parents was just them and very little talking with the guys on the next table. That was until desert finished, the guys stood up to leave and his mother invited Oliver to join them for coffee. They chatted away for ages with Luca mostly taking a back seat listening. Gio reminded Oliver about Tuscany giving him the dates and telling him Luca would pick him up from Pisa airport. Oliver could tell that Luca was a little uneasy from the way he looked at his father during the conversation. Luca and Oliver went for a walk on deck after leaving his parents. Luca was looking out to sea "Does it upset you that I will be coming to Tuscany?" Oliver asked. He stopped and faced Oliver "No" he replied and carried on walking "just don't get any ideas". Oliver smiled "I have never been to Italy so I hope you will show me around". "I may do" Luca said with a little grin on his face "our villa is in a quiet place there is no nightlife". Oliver chuckled "That's okay, I will have you to keep me entertained". Luca laughed "Is that so!" he remarked. They reached the aft end of the ship and Oliver grabbed Luca and held him in his arms looking at him. Luca made no attempt to escape instead he was again captivated by his eyes and looks. Their faces moved closer allowing Oliver to kiss him gently on the mouth and then letting him go. The subtleness of his charm and mannerism was gradually drawing Luca in and having the desired effect. Oliver placed his arm around Luca's shoulder and they carried on walking, after a few meters Luca slipped his arm around Oliver's waist and they smiled at each other. Luca couldn't deny there was a spark between them but he was cautious not to run head first. Arriving at the bank of lifts up to Luca's suite they kissed again briefly and Luca said good night. Oliver watched him enter the lift and the doors close, a smile on his face knowing that Luca was going to be alone this evening. His chat with Andre during his massage earlier made it clear that Luca was out of bounds and he was not to go anywhere near him. Luca locked the door to his suite and headed to bed completely oblivious that Oliver had already started clearing the path by removing Andre. It never occurred to him to question why Andre had cancelled their evening together, instead he decided to try to catch him tomorrow before disembarking the ship. Walking in to the dressing room he found that Ramon had already packed most of his evening suits. It dawned on him that it was his last night and back to normality tomorrow feeling a little sad, thoughts around Andre but also Oliver ran through his head. He needed to figure a lot of things out and whilst he tried to sleep it turned out to be one restless night.

Awesome!

Part 3 As he pushed it in I felt nothing- That surprised me. In the videos there always seemed to be such a strong- And then it hit me. The Rush. It was like everything I'd heard and seen and like nothing I've ever felt. I was someone new. Free. I felt myself coughing as it hit me and then felt a tsunami of horniness envelop my being. "Good, huh?" he said. "Fuck yes. I...Holy fuck..." "Lay back baby and enjoy the rush. I'll be there in a minute" he said strapping his arm and bringing his point out. "Can I..." "You wanna watch?" "Yes, please. Yes, sir" "Oh wow. we're gonna have fun. You are a little piggy boy. I had a feeling about you- I knew that freak was in there. You just needed a little encouragement. Yes, pig. come over here and watch me." I came next to him and watched as he prepped. Once the needle was in his arm he looked at me. and then the flash. I let out an involuntary groan as his blood filled the syringe. and then it disappeared into his arm. As the rush hit him I lay back unable to control the heat taking over my body. I had to get naked now. I peeled off my pants so I was just in my briefs. I had chosen this outfit for work, not sex. Blue briefs were economic for working, not as sexy as a jockstrap would have been. So i pulled them off right away and started to touch myself. "I'm so fucking horny. This feels so amazing. Thank you, thank you for introducing me to this." He leaned in and kissed me. Then got up and stripped as well. While he stripped I touched myself all over, never satisfied, always needing more. always so turned on. He dimmed the lights and put porn on a laptop. He was wearing black bikini briefs. Much sexier. Without taking them off he lay next to me and we made out. I felt his tongue begging for entrance into my mouth and I let him in. We made out for what felt like seconds but also years. Time was different as a concept now. "One last thing- I only fuck bareback." "perfect" "and I'm poz. is that going to be an issue" A dull red flag raised in the back of my mind every sex ed class and every moment of my life till now screamed in the back of my head "yes, it's an issue. that's not alright" but I wanted him. needed him. That dull voice was drown out by my guttural instant response of "No, I want you. all of you" End part 3

Part 2 I got in my car, drove home with nerves and excitement. I met him at my front door and showed him in. All was quiet in the apartment and my room mate would be gone until 7:00p- a full day ahead of us. I led him upstairs and into my tidy and neatly kept bedroom. I was nervous, my social anxiety flaring never quite knowing what to do in the moments before we got naked. He told me about his work and what he's been up to as he loaded a pipe. We smoked and I felt the loosening of my anxieties and fears. I started talking too. He shotgunned me a few times. Getting me higher with each. He was gorgeous and becoming moreso by the second. I was starting to feel myself getting hornier. He had taken off his shirt, I followed suit. "So you've been watching slam videos? Why is it something you would never do?" "I don't know- It's really hot to watch but I've always rationalized my T use. Smoking is ok, but if I slam I might get addicted" "I see. The rush is incredible. You've never felt anything like it." "The videos are so hot- I..." He cut me off, saying: "You know, I have supplies with me. If you were interested. We have all day, you're safe at home and I am an expert admin" And then he kissed me. The kind of kiss that would put me off kilter even if I was stone cold sober. "I promise, I'll take care of you. I'll make you feel good, baby. I see something in you- you want to let go of you inhibitions. This will help." The world seemed to freeze as the quite moments of consideration passed. "Okay" I said softly. With that he set to work getting our points ready. "This is .2" he said. "It'll be a great first time for you and if you want more after- we can arrange it" "This should be fine- I can't imagine I'll do more than just that one". His lips quirked, a hint of not believing me. He tied off my arm He brought the needly to the crook of my elbow and inserted. I was transfixed- I thought it might hurt, thought i might need to look away. Neither happened. I watched as it registered, my blood filling the clear liquid in the point. And then he pushed the contents into my vein.... End of Part 2

One of the games Vince and I sometimes play in the backrooms is pretty sick, I suppose, but it’s our favourite. Now, Vince has been poz for years, and I’ve no idea what I am, but we look for some guy we both like and get him worked up enough to talk a bit dirty and play around. Vince is good for this because he’s got a bloody big cock and a good body, and he can get his great dong up, too. He’s got this technique of jamming it up against our playmate's arsehole until the guy either give in or makes his escape. To play the game we have to get the guy worked up enough to want to fuck like hell and so I have him slurping at my dick, bent down between us and everything, and when he's in position, the trick is to get the guy's trousers down round his ankles and his arse forced-up against Vince’s crotch and, of course, Vince's monster cock. And that’s when I’ll bend down and ask the chappie if he’s enjoying my cock riding in his throat and does he want to play a little game? We call it dareback. When it works, his head will bob up through the cloud of poppers we keep him breathing in and he’ll nod or croak ‘yes’ or something and then I tell him what we want to do to him and he gets his chance to back out. I tell him the huge fucker behind him, grasping his hips and waiting to split his arse wide open, is poz, that he never uses rubbers but loves creaming arseholes. Vince usually primes the hole with lube round now, spreading it round with his cock head. I’ll press my mouth against our playmate’s sweaty ear and tell him I’m going to fuck his throat and his job is to blow my cock like his life really did depend on it. The guy usually starts sucking me harder right away, then, but I draw out a bit and tell him, crushing the poppers back against his sticky nose, that to make sure he does it just right my mate’s going to raw-fuck his hole while I fuck his throat and he damn well better make sure that I cum first because that’s the only way Vince is going to slop that cock out of that hole without cumming his poz-load inside. I’ll squeeze the poppers tighter into his nose as he tries to think. Some break away, and no hard feelings, but a lot don’t by then though, even the guys who let go of my prick long enough to whine that they don’t know because they’re neg. Those are the best, frankly, the negs, and the ones who most often win because I get so excited I shoot my wad down their furiously sucking throats in no time. Some lose, though, and get a gutful of Vince’s sickload instead, but what the fuck? – the guy got his chance. Still, sometimes it’s touch and go. There was one youngster too stoned or too randy to think straight just the other night. The game was on. We’d had the pratting about with his doubts and the fact that he was neg and I knew Vince’s balls were bursting at the thought of the firm little rump that fitted in his two hands and pressed against his dick. Facing him over the kid’s half-uncovered back I looked at him and he smiled, begging me to let him at that healthy arse. He’d already lubed the hole and was rubbing his great tool up and down, up and down, against the wet, pale skin. Fact was, though, I’d cum about ten minutes before and at my age I need more of a rest. But Vince is my best mate, right? So, I slip my spongy cock into the lips and through the young kid’s mouth which starts pounding away to get me off asap and literally save his arse. This half blocked the scream he gave as a whooping Vince rolled back his foreskin and ploughed his dripping great wanger into the arsehole at last and began hammering so damned hard I had to brace, bumping against a busy couple behind us in the dark. Fucking cruel, Vince can be. I thought the boy might have picked up the smell of the arse I’d poked when I’d cum, or at least the sticky residue left over from my load, but then again the poppers that I kept glued to his heaving nostrils probably wiped out any chance of that. My knob did respond to the bucking, sucking mouth. The little feller was good. But I’d known from the start he’d lost this one. And sure enough I soon heard Vince sigh and grunt a bit, and glancing up I saw him close his eyes, shake his head and grin at me as he slouched forward, gasping, banging his hips solidly against the arsecheeks and then standing stock still, and I knew that a full pozload had been pumped deep into that slimy hole for the first time. It was all up. Too late for our little volunteer, I realised, and slipped my semi-boner out of the clinging, desperately sucking mouth. We left him reeling a bit and whipped our trousers up. I patted the stunned creature on the head but we were out of there before he could say much. But Christ did I beat off when we got home.

Jarod has several things that I really like in him: He's obviously as big a Pig as anyone I know, takes any load [apparently], is five inches taller than me, has a really nice lookin cock, is totally versatile, decent bod, cute face, and [yes, mom, I'm gonna say it... ] he looks like a really nice, sweet guy that might even be a lot of fun to just hang with. If he were escorting he's probably the first guy I'd hire [as long as we get to swap a couple loads!] jimmy

He needs to let that pig in him come out again and travel down to Seattle where I would be happy to show him a good time while here.

I'm not usually into twinks when I am wanting some serious hot bareback fucking because twinks don't have the experience needed for that. But Jared has always been one of my favorites. He's versatile has a nice cock and does not come across as some bitchy little queen who thinks anyone older than her should worship the ground she walks on. I have read this interview where he talks about the type of men he likes http://www.hotdesertknights.com/blog/2006/10/28/hdk-model-of-the-week-jarod-steele/ He is rumored to be living in Alaska now so I am sure he's got plenty of bears up there. LOL

It's weird. My experience seems to be different than many of yours. I find that as I age (in my 40s) I find a lot of late teen early twenty tweaker barebackers. And they are nasty as fuck.