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Part 14 - The Budding Flower Blooms The car turned on to Via Della Randa in Arzachena on the outskirts of Porto Cervo in northern Sardinia, passing the gates where Conrad got his first view of Villa Luna. Unlike Hibiscus Manor the villa was rustic on the outside but inside he found it a complete contrast, modern and sleek with exceptionally high end designer furnishings all decorated to complement the surroundings and emerald coast. The whole place was a world away and the Italian housekeeper cook was there to greet them at the door. Conrad put his bag down in his bedroom and walked out on to the terrace balcony that overlooked the freeform infinity pool that lead to views down to the sea. Adam walked out on his terrace and hinted for them to go for a swim. By early evening Conrad was sitting under the umbrella by the pool sipping on a beer and watching Adam swimming in the pool. Actually feeling chilled out and relaxed he was really looking forward to spending the next two weeks doing nothing. Adam climbed out of the pool and took a sip of Conrad's beer then held out his hand 'Swim with me' he said pulling him off the sunbed. Seeing Adam in this completely different environment he found a very intelligent, sexy and funny guy coming out of his shell. Conrad swam to the end of the pool joining Adam resting his head back against the edge of the pool enjoying the sunshine. Conrad looked at him "Did it take you long to get over what happened?" he asked. Adam nodded swam around in front of him "Months, but then it was several years in the making". Conrad cocked his head to one side admiring him "Is it strange I feel nothing about what happened?" he asked. "No" Adam replied holding Conrad's hands "you were very lucky that he had very little time and it was picked up by Jack". "How so?" Conrad asked looking at his hands. Adam smiled "If he had got you away then it would have been very different, a very dark place to end up". "I'm sorry" Conrad said apologising "for what you had to go through". Adam moved closer and kissed him tenderly on the lips "You were luck you had a trigger word" he said sadly. "Trigger word?" he asked looking a little confused. Adam nodded "Yes someone only had to mention Jack and it seemed to snap you back to reality quickly" he revealed. Conrad kissed Adam gently "This isn't going to be about having sex is it?" he asked worriedly. Adam laughed "What here?. No" he replied "strangely as attracted as I am to you it is about enjoying ourselves in the sun". "Phew" Conrad said smirking "people will think I am a slut sleeping with everyone" he said laughing. Adam splashed water at him "I think our dinner is ready" he said hearing the table being laid "shall we?". Conrad and Adam climbed out of the pool and dried themselves, spending a lovely evening eating and talking about things in general well in to the night. Conrad was wide awake having slept some of the afternoon by the pool and now sat there looking out at the lights dotted around the landscape down towards the ocean. Adam returned from the kitchen with some cold beers and suggested they go sit by the pool, Conrad following and sat on the edge dipping his feet in to the cool water. "When are we getting the tattoos done?" he asked Adam who sat close to Conrad. Adam but his bottle down "I didn't know if you were going to go ahead or not" he said glancing at Conrad. "Of course" he replied "Jack changed my life it is the least I can do to honour the love I had for him". Adam put his arm around Conrad and sniffed shedding a tear "I thought I was over it" he said shaking his head. Conrad kissed his cheek "I know, some days it just hits me" he admitted "I find it hard and still talk to him in the greenhouse". Adam hugged him "I go up and see him when it does" Conrad said "I take it as him telling me off and to visit". Adam chuckled "You are amazing Conrad, I can see why he adored you" he said pausing taking a moment. "What about Harry?" Adam asked with baited breath waiting for his reaction. Now Conrad chuckled "Harry" he said contemplating "one day we may meet and not butt heads" looking at Adam. Adam smiled "Harry thinks you are a perfect match for him" he said keeping it light hearted". "He does?" Conrad asked raising an eyebrow staring at the water "I still think of him a lot". "What when having sex with other men?" Adam asked then receiving a hard playful punch from Conrad. Conrad sat in silence moving his feet "What if it is meant to be Adam?" he asked "how will I really know?". "How do we go about it?" Conrad continued "What if it is a disaster like always?". "Woah" Adam put his hands up "man you have got to calm down and take a breath Conrad" he said sincerely. "Sorry, I get all flustered when I think about him" Conrad said sipping his beer "Fuck" he shouted. Adam smiled "I think you just answered everything yourself" he said finishing his beer. Conrad smirked "That was a lousy get out clause" he said downing his beer and standing up. "Time will tell" Adam said holding out his hand for Conrad "bed time, I am knackered". Conrad took his hand "Can we sleep together in the same bed like" he asked tentatively. "Of course" Adam replied smiling at him "but no sex" he reaffirmed and Conrad nodded. "The week we get back we will go to the tattooist Jack used" Adam said walking with him. By morning Conrad woke and could smell the coffee, literally, since Adam placed a strong Italian coffee on the table by Conrad. He sat up and held the cup under his nose taking a deep sniff nearly blowing his head off at the strong aroma. Adam grinned watching Conrad drinking it and screwing up his face at first until the effects of the caffeine kicked in. "Wow" Conrad said almost bouncing off the walls "dam that is good". "Not too strong for you I hope?" Adam said crawling back in to bed next to him. Conrad shook his head leaned over and kissed him "Thank you letting me sleep with you". "Do you find sleeping alone hard?" Adam asked curiously "I did, for months" he added. "I feel safe with someone sleeping by me" Conrad replied putting his cup down "a comfort thing". Adam nodded and snuggled down in bed pulling Conrad with him "Trust me it gets easier". "Do you always get so hard in the morning?" Adam asked cuddling Conrad. Conrad giggled "Yes" he replied "this morning I think the coffee has made it harder". Adam laughed and kissed him softly on the lips allowing Conrad to lay half across him dozing on and off for a few hours. Harry arrived at the airport and checked-in for his flight, the last few days had been a bull dozing of emotions and surprises since dinner on Wednesday evening with Adam. He had stayed over with Harry and told him what Conrad had just been through with this guy, he got even more upset to hear the entire story about Adam and his one long term relationship that nearly destroyed him. As Harry sat watching the gate staff preparing for boarding a lot of things made sense about why Adam only picked up anonymous quick fucks and never at his penthouse that overlooked the Thames. He chuckled to himself remembering the first time he visited Adam there, the security at the door was tighter than the MI6 building Adam boasted. Even then you had to be given a code by the owner to operate the lift up to the floor then there was two sets of double doors, Harry smiled how he had knocked on the wrong door and found himself staring into the face of a famous pop star. They laughed and asked if he was looking for Adam and pointed to the other set of doors. He heard the boarding announcement and smiled even more thinking that Conrad would probably have found that hilarious. The two hour flight had him thinking of Conrad, in fact he was still never far from his thoughts. Despite Moham's persistence to sort it out once and for all there just never seemed to be the chance to catch Conrad at the right time. Travelling on his own without Moham was a very different experience, it was the first time he had flown on a budget airline and was finding it a strange and unreal experience having never flown below first class with Moham. The seat was small and cramped and uncomfortable and that was just the beginning, the worst part, he was a no one lost amongst all the other passengers. He so loved the usual pampering and special treatment he got when the airline knew it was he who arranged Moham's flights and airline of choice. He put his headphones in and closed his eyes opening them again when the seat belt sign lit up and chimed softly overhead announcing their final descent. Bags in hand Harry walked out of the arrivals door and saw a uniformed chauffeur holding a sign with his name on. He breathed a sigh of relief, normality resumed he told himself settling in to the Mercedes and the drive along the coast to meet Adam at the villa. Adam and Conrad returned from their walk down to the beach and a brief swim in the Mediterranean, after a light lunch Adam received a text from Harry telling him he had arrived and on his way. Conrad decided to lay by the pool in the shade and soon dozed off, he was beginning to feel great and happy enjoying his time with Adam. The car pulled up to the villa and Harry ran over hugging Adam who stood waiting for him. Collecting his bags Adam took him up to his room to unpack, sitting on the bed Adam chatted away watching Harry putting things away neatly leaving his swimming trunks out. If Adam was nervous he sure as hell hid it from Harry who had no idea what was waiting on the pool terrace. Both Simon and Moham kept asking for updates on their group chat and Adam had to tell them to be patient and he would message with an update soon. "Right lets get you in the sunshine Harry" Adam said standing up throwing his trunks at him. Harry caught them with one hand "What is the rush?" he asked casually "have nearly two weeks" he reminded him. "I know" Adam replied smiling "so cute" he said watching Harry change "ready?" he asked. Harry nodded and looked at him "What you told me the other night about Conrad. Is he really okay?" he asked. Adam glanced out to the pool forgetting for a moment "Seems to be, there might be some way to go". Harry walked over to Adam "Why did no one tell me, I could have helped?" he said looking worried. "And you just leaving that Sunday like the world was ending" Harry continued "you kept me in the dark". "I'm sorry Harry, it wasn't my place to say anything at the time" Adam said washing over with guilt. Harry walked towards the door "It was good you was there for him" he said "are you coming?". Adam walked down stairs with him "You go out and get comfortable I will bring you a beer" he said. Adam watched the back of Harry going through the open folding doors on to the terrace, Harry had a good look around and walked over to the pool area. Adam was biting his nail with anxiety praying this was not going to end up like their other meetings. Harry put his towel down on the bed and stood up, he saw the lightly tanned body, arms folder across his chest and head slightly drooped to one side fast asleep. It took him a moment of realisation that it was Conrad, peacefully sleeping. He stood rooted to the spot staring at him then looked towards the villa spotting Adam looking at him from the kitchen he briefly smiled and disappeared. He wanted to run over to Adam and kiss him thinking that Conrad knew he was joining them. Harry walked quietly to the sunbed and sat down, his body brushing Conrad's leg who mumbled and smiled in his sleep. His eyes fixated on Conrad sleeping unable to suppress all his feelings that surfaced, his heart racing full of love for him. Without rhyme or reason of understanding Harry could not figure out why he felt this way every time he saw him. Harry took a long hard look at his body and the off brown coloured hair below his belly button that grew wider the lower he looked finally disappearing under his trunks, even that was enough to make Harry love him even more. Slowly he raised his hand and ran his fingers along Conrad's calf, he looked up at the face and watched that perfect smile appear. "Stop it, it tickles" Conrad mumbled under his breath, eyes still closed. Harry's fingers slowly worked higher and Conrad giggled opening his eyes "Harry!" he said in a velvety tone. Harry lifted his fingers off Conrad's leg "What are you doing here?" Conrad asked sitting forward. "On holiday, what are you doing here Conrad?" he asked staring in to his pale brown eyes. Conrad looked around "Adam brought me here for a break" he replied laying back down hands covering his face. "So wait, you didn't know I was coming?" Harry asked, Conrad shook his head removing his hands from his face. Harry looked muddled and perplexed "Sorry, I think people are trying to push us together" he said standing up. Conrad sat forward again "Harry wait" he pleaded watching him walk over to his sunbed. "I can't keep doing this Conrad" Harry said about to blow up "no more it ends now". Conrad stood up "Did I turn you down?" he asked, Harry stopped "Harry why are running from it?". Harry turned "What is that suppose to mean?" he asked feeling deflated. "You Harry, you run off angry and broken" Conrad replied hastily "you never give me a chance to speak". "God I fucking love you Conrad" Harry shouted "clearly this is one way traffic". Harry marched inside "Here we go again running away" Conrad shouted back at him then sat on the sunbed. "Harry" Adam called out following him towards the staircase. "Leave me Adam" he said angrily going up his room tears streaming down his face. Adam stamped his foot and walked outside to Conrad "Do I need to lock you two in a room together?" he asked. "Not now Adam please" Conrad replied wiping his eyes "we can't get along" he said. Adam sat next to him "You are both so in love it is getting almost to stupid to watch this" he said. Conrad shook his head "Maybe I am too broken to be fixed Adam" he said putting his head in his hands. "What makes you think you are broken Conrad?" Adam asked putting his hand on Conrad's knee. Conrad sighed "Look at me I am a mess, stupid, preyed upon and damaged" he said raising his voice. "Raise your voice at me and I will fucking slap you Conrad" Adam said staring at him. Conrad looked at him a little timidly "No one can treat you like dirt" Adam said "not even you". "I'm sorry" Conrad replied shuffling away from Adam. Adam grabbed Conrad's hand "I mean it, despite how much I like you I will slap you down". Conrad looked at him "Adam, it scares the hell out of me, that is why I keep pushing him away". Adam pulled him closer and hugged him "You need to fix Harry before you completely break him apart". Conrad moaned "I have never done anything to him!" he answered. "I know and that is the root of the problem between you" Adam replied patting his knee. "Conrad" Adam said softly "open yourself and don't be intimidated, don't be scared of how you feel". Conrad sniffed "I am boxed in with this aren't I?" he asked Adam looking at him. "No" Adam said sternly "only you can box yourself in and if you do that you will never see how to love anyone". Conrad stood up "He is the only one I love and have done since we met, the cheeky arrogant sod he is". Adam chuckled "Spoken like a true lover" he said "you two need to start getting along". They walked indoors to get washed and changed for dinner Conrad walked towards Harry's room and stood outside the door nearly bolting it afraid of what Harry might do now. Taking a deep breath he knocked lightly on the door and waited, he could hear the soft padding of skin walking across towards the door. Harry opened it and looked at Conrad 'What? he asked in a very annoyed manner holding his t-shirt. Conrad stood there looking at him his mouth going dry and completely at a loss for anything to say. His body yearning and heart racing looking at Harry who didn't look to happy to see him and getting impatient with Conrad. Harry shook his head having had enough of this, he moved and Conrad grabbed him lunging forward and kissing him on the lips. Harry had no time to respond and as quickly as Conrad kissed him he was gone running down to his room. Harry watched him dart in to his bedroom closing the door with a slam and running in to the bathroom he retched a couple of times from the nerves and his body shaking. Harry closed his bedroom door and leaned back against it, a smile slowly appearing on his face. One kiss was all it took to give him enough of a signal that the spark between them was very real. Conrad sat on the floor his nerves all over the place, had he really just done that and kissed Harry he thought. A feeling of happiness creeping in amongst his own self doubt of being good enough for Harry, the draw was there and he felt it when their lips finally touched. Conrad finished putting his shorts on looking at himself in the mirror then checking the time, it was only 7pm and already felt like the longest day in his life. Closing the door he walked downstairs and out on to the terrace where Adam and Harry sat talking on the outdoor sofa both holding a glass of wine. Adam smiled and stood up pouring Conrad a glass. Carefully assessing the situation he took a seat in on the armchairs, a mistake on his behalf with Harry seeing it as another orchestrated brush off. Adam did his best to keep them both motivated in conversation, some awkwardness prevailed amongst the patches of silence that continued over dinner. Adam was going stir crazy and had to bite his lip, he wanted nothing more than to slap both of them and instead he went to make coffee leaving them alone at the table. Harry didn't know what to make of the entire situation, close to the verge of giving up he got nothing from Conrad. He finished the glass of wine and stood up slowly walking over and around the pool standing at the top of the grounds looking over the twinkling lights down to the sea. Adam looked out and saw Conrad sitting there twisting his glass of wine around in his fingers 'God sake get up and do it Conrad' he muttered to himself. Conrad looked over to where Harry stood and smiled, suddenly his legs went to jelly preventing him from moving. Desperately trying to compose himself he nervously took a hefty swig of the wine and, taking a deep breath he finally felt steady and stood up, the night air was so still and eerily quiet, no breeze, no rustling in the trees. Adam glanced at him quickly 'Come on Conrad' he quietly said egging him on from the kitchen to be disturbed by the coffee machine finishing. Conrad took a few steps towards Harry, the strangest feeling ran through his body along with a warm breeze that suddenly hit his legs and seemed to crawl up his body and waft softly over his face but feeling a chilly edge at the same time. He couldn't describe the feeling or understand what it was, it felt like warm hands were trying to coax him forward towards Harry. He could definitely feel the warm air hitting his legs, neck and arms yet the plants and trees were as still as anything. His feet moving in Harry's direction getting closer and closer, Harry moaned and rolled his head back feeling a warm breath like breeze shrouding his body filling him with the most intoxicating sense of love. Conrad found his hand softly running down Harry's back through the cotton of his shirt. Harry shook his head "Don't do this Conrad unless you mean it" he replied standing and waiting for him. "Enough of these silly games Harry" Conrad said softly slowly turning Harry around to face him. They both felt it, the warm breeze appeared again from nowhere the weirdness of it almost frightening the hell out of them both. The strange soft caressing of the warm breeze intensified around their bodies, eyes fixed on each other. Both of them touched by an ethereal feeling pulling them together, in their head a silky exquisite and heavenly voice seemed to tell them this is where their destiny starts and lies. Neither knew the other was having the same experience causing goose bumps on their arms, the hairs on the back of their necks stood up the stronger the delicate force worked pushing them together. Harry thought of nothing else and blocked everything from his head focusing on Conrad who so close to him now. Conrad wrapped his arms around Harry his mouth being guided until their lips touched and sensed each other. A graceful kiss of respect between them that transformed with delicate elegance, Harry's arms moved around Conrad's body holding him and entering a kiss of pleasure and passion that burned for many months now released. The warm breeze vanished with only the sound of the crickets mating call filling the night air. Adam reached up to the cupboard to get the cups stumbling and feeling dizzy, a shiver ran up his spine spreading out through his body filling it with a warm loving sensation. Disorientated he regained control and stood up 'I love you Jack' he called out in a soft loving tone. Adam leaned over the counter for a moment unsure why he had said that, he was confused and unable to make sense of what just happened. Adam quickly looked as if he suddenly knew it was over and sure enough Conrad and Harry stood kissing then in a brief flash of a moment he saw Jack and himself standing out there kissing like they had done many years ago. He stared out the window at the memory a tear trickled down his cheek from all the happy times he had with Jack here at the villa. Not sooner had it started he felt a desolation taking over his body that brought him back and suddenly the image of Jamal came in to his head making him smile. Grabbing the cups and coffee he headed outside with hardly any recollection of what he had experienced. Adam put the coffee pot on the table and looked over at Conrad and Harry who where hugging each other placing tender kisses on the other. Adam was still reeling at his experience in the kitchen called them over and Conrad took Harry's hand walking with him to the table both smiling in relief that finally, and without reservation they had got together. "So what happened?" Adam asked as they sat down at the table whilst he poured coffee for them. Harry looked at Conrad "Can't explain it" Harry offered up "sort of felt it today more than ever". "You did?" Conrad asked looking at him "how weird, I felt this warm breeze but it was cold like it was meant for me". Adam looked at them both strangely "It was the weirdest feeling like it was pushing me" Conrad said. Conrad scratched his head "I got the feeling that it knew me and what I needed" he continued "losing the plot" he said. Harry shook his head "That is crazy" he said "I had the same sensation like it told me to accept it" he explained. "Then it was gone as soon as we kissed" Harry said trying to put it in to words "it was around and in me". Harry shivered "Left me empty with only you in my head" he said looking at Conrad. Adam listened to them both then quietly he spoke "I am convinced it was Jack, well his spirit". "That is ridiculous" Conrad said and chuckled "surely not?" he asked doubting himself now. "In the kitchen I went dizzy and stumbled then said I love you Jack" Adam explained "I felt full of love". Harry looked at them both "You really don't believe in ghosts do you?" he asked looking at them both like they were crazy. Adam shook his head "Not at all" he said "now I am not sure, I mean how do you explain what we all felt?". Conrad was sat with a smile on his face "Well I think it is lovely and I am sure it was his doing". "The weirdest thing was after what happened to me I knew you two were going to be okay" Adam told them. There was no question that all three of them were a little uneasy about their experience and the more they talked about they could not find any other explanation for the events that evening. Conrad easily saw that it had hit Adam quite hard his hand still trembled slightly. Harry fetched them all a brandy to calm their nerves, Conrad looked at them both and suggested they all share a bed. He certainly didn't want to sleep alone tonight and was sure Adam or Harry didn't want to either. When they climbed in to bed Harry looked at Conrad "You need to sleep on the right of him" he told Conrad. Harry grinned "I always sleep on his left side" he explained with Conrad raising an eyebrow. Adam slapped Conrad's leg "Nothing like that" he said "not like you and Jamal" he teased. Harry sat up "Who is Jamal?" he asked looking at them both. Conrad went straight faced "Well a close friend, very close" he said. Adam laid down "They fuck like erratic rabbits on speed" he said putting his arm around Conrad play pinching him. Conrad giggled and looked at Harry "I don't love him before you go off on one". Harry leaned over and kissed Conrad "Good I expect you to love only me" he said teasing Conrad with his lips. "I always have Harry, ever since you punched me" Conrad replied touching Harry's arse for the first time. Harry smiled and tongued Conrad deep both giggling since Adam was copping a feel of both their asses remarking that he felt like he was in heaven. Suddenly they both attacked a nipple each sending Adam in to fits of laughter, his hips bucking up, down side to side, his cock flopping at first then started swinging around the harder he got. Harry and Conrad both slipped their hands down taking hold of his cock and balls 'Make him cum' Conrad said looking at Harry 'show him we are the bosses now'. Harry chuckled securing his hand around Adam's cock, Conrad's hand slipped under his scrotum finding his arse hole and teasing it with a finger. Their mouths still attacking Adam's nipples and he resided to his fate and laid there moaning like a quality porn star. Harry's working on his cock stimulated Adam in a way he hadn't felt in a long time, his balls tingling 'oh fuck' he muttered then grabbed both the boys heads pushing them down towards his cock as he began jettisoning a huge load of his cum hitting both their faces. Pulse after pulse of his seed firing out and making a mess on Conrad and Harry's faces. Adam sighed long and hard rubbing the boys heads. Harry leaned over to Conrad and licked his face moving Adam's cum towards Conrad's mouth pushing it in with his tongue and kissing him. Conrad giggled and did the same to Harry this time holding their kiss longer. Harry leaned down and sucked up some of the cum then kissed Adam. Conrad copied him but almost swallowed it instead managing to hold a small amount in his mouth he kissed Adam depositing the cum back to the owner and smiled down at him then pulling Harry forward he kissed him with greater passion. Harry sat up stroking his cock and looking at Adam "Now you have to pleasure us both' he said. Adam smiled "No I want to see you two pleasure each other" he replied folding his arms waiting. Conrad looked at Harry "Nah you owe us Adam" he said straddling across and pushing his cock in to Adam's mouth. Adam tried to protest with his mouth full of cock "That is so sexy" Harry said moving over to kiss Conrad. He was finding it hard to resist and in gracious defeat he worked on Conrad's cock slowly then stopped and grabbed Harry's cock pulling him closer. Feeling like a child in a sweet shop with two hot young bodies above him fighting to get their cocks sucked whilst they kissed making soft erotic sounds that reverberated in their bodies. Adam gently sucked each one off in turn paying equal attention to each lad, a finger teasing their arses stimulating them on. Harry was first to reach orgasm nearly biting Conrad's lip in the process and moaning like wild animal trying to kiss Conrad harder. No sooner had Adam taken Conrad's cock in his mouth again and with Harry kissing him harder Conrad thrusted his hips forward hitting his orgasm. Adam just managed to get his mouth off his cock watching the cum splatter across his lips, cheek and on to Harry's leg. Conrad broke from the kiss panting and sexually moaning at the same time smiling at Harry and looking him in the eyes. The concentration broken by Adam jabbing his finger their holes 'Clean up your mess' Adam said pulling his finger out of each hole and folding his hands behind his head. He watched them both licking and kissing each other with cum dribbling down their chins until they finished. They both laid down either side of Adam who put his arm around each one 'Thank you so much guys' Adam said kissing each one in turn snuggling down. Adam was finding it hard to sleep and kept waking up unable to get Jack out of his mind. He dozed off restlessly again and woke around 3am to find Conrad sitting on the bottom of the bed staring out of the balcony doors. "What's the matter?" he asked quietly leaning forward trying not to disturb Harry. "Jack" Conrad replied "crazy but I keep imagining that I can feel him" he said quietly as Harry stirred. "Same here he keeps coming in to my thoughts" Adam said "you really think... no it's stupid". "If it was Jack?" Conrad asked looking at him "I have no doubt, I really feel that I felt him here". "You are both crackers" Harry said getting out of bed to use the bathroom "just accept it was him". Adam and Conrad looked at each other and smiled "Pee quietly" Adam said chuckling. Harry shouted out from the bathroom "Can't help it with a sausage like mine" making them all laugh. Harry walked around and sat on Conrad's lap kissing him "You okay?" he asked him. Conrad nodded "Yes" he replied kissing Harry back "Can I eat your sausage?" he asked. "Punch me if I ever say no" Harry replied kneeling up slapping Conrad in the face with his semi erect cock. Adam chuckled "Don't know what your laughing at I want to suck yours" Harry said. After another round of incredibly noisy sucking was complete the three of them collapsed on the bed finally falling in to a restful sleep. Adam was first up and went down to get coffee that the housekeeper had made and was starting to prepare breakfast for them. Conrad rolled over in bed falling in to Harry's arms. Eyes closed he drew a big smile running his hand along Harry's pretty impressive muscles for such a young guy 'God your body feels amazing' Conrad mumbled feeling Harry's lips pressing against his in a tender kiss. Conrad rolled away and kneeled up on the bed, Harry reached over and slapped Conrad's arse quite hard exactly where Joshua had whacked him with the belt. Conrad jumped and screamed scrambling to the top of the bed rolling himself in a protective ball burying his head in to his knees crying and begging for him not to hurt him again and he was sorry. The flashback hurtling through his body making him shake, Harry sat there struggling to understand panicking at Conrad's reaction. Harry scuttled up to Conrad and tried to put his arms around the stiff body of Conrad protecting himself. "Conrad! Harry shouted "Conrad, it is me, Harry" he said in desperation to get his attention. Adam came bolting in the room "What's happened?" he asked seeing Conrad's distressed state. "I don't know" Harry replied "I slapped his arse and he went like this" he said now loosing it and panicking even more. Adam climbed on the bed and cuddled Conrad as best he could "Harry and I love you Conrad" he said softly. Conrad slowly started to relax "Harry and I are here no one else" Adam said repeatedly. Finally Conrad released his hands from under his knees and cuddled up against Adam, Harry sat there looking just as distressed, he could tell by the way Conrad's fingers where clasping at Adam's skin he was afraid and slowly understood that the slap must have trigged a memory from this guy. Conrad seemed to go quiet with his head buried firmly against Adam's chest, his body looking completely relaxed now. "Wow look at the time Conrad you should go and shower get ready for breakfast" Adam said hugging him. Conrad lifted his head "Sorry Harry" he said getting to his feet and going to the bathroom. Adam waited until he had gone "This Joshua guy whacked him really hard with a belt" he explained to Harry. Harry sat on the bed "Me slapping him on the arse did it?" he asked, Adam nodded. "Will he always be like that?" Harry asked looking concerned and upset from what he caused. "No" Adam replied kissing Harry on the cheek "It will take a little time for the memories to go". Harry nodded "I feel so bad for him" he sniffed. Adam smiled "Slowly Harry, he needs to build trust with you" he said "I mean you don't really know each other". "Very true" Harry replied "do things at his pace?" he asked. Adam nodded "Go in the bathroom and ask him if you can shower with him". Harry walked in to the bathroom casually chatting to Conrad who smiled and held out his hand hinting for Harry to shower with him. To his surprise Conrad seemed to be back to normalish and Conrad allowed Harry to wash, touch and kiss him without the fear he showed earlier. Harry slowly wrapped his arms around Conrad allowing the water to drip off their bodies spending several minutes in each others arms. Conrad felt that familiar surge of love for Harry that reinforced how the two of them were meant to be together. Conrad kissed his neck speaking in a soft voice 'We will be alright Harry I promise' he assured him, Harry hugged him tighter to reinforce that he understood and hoped that Conrad knew he would be here for him. The following days were spent relaxing, Adam a complete sucker for sunshine loved laying out by the pool gradually building his tan. Conrad and Harry spent a lot of time talking and walking with Harry making it clear he was in no rush and they should take their time to understand each other, their nights full of fun and laughter spending them in bed with Adam. Harry was mindful not to push Conrad and was happy that at last he was with him. Developing a very unique closeness where Conrad would frequently look at Harry when he thought he wasn't paying attention and smile. Harry would know and turn smiling at him, he loved the shyness Conrad retained around being gay in public, it was a sexy enduring quality that he loved, his body silky smooth with just a hint of a treasure trail under his belly button disappearing in to his shorts. No matter how much Harry racked his brains to investigate his love for Conrad it always came up blank, it was meant to be and that was that, Conrad was his muse, soul mate, lover. They sat on the beach after walking for an hour one afternoon and Conrad took a selfie of Harry and him then sent it to Charlie and Max with a short message 'Finally'. Charlie responded quickly 'So happy for you Con, he got the right one this time', Harry chuckled sat there with his arm around Conrad. "Sorry if I caused any problems for you" Harry said nodding to the message. Conrad put his phone away "Had to happen somehow, then Charlie and I got in a big fight" he replied. "Not over me I hope!" Harry exclaimed looking worried. "No" Conrad said "he was more concerned if Jack had tried anything on with me over the years". Harry nodded "Did he?" he asked looking at him, Conrad shook his head. "He never laid a finger on me" Conrad replied smiling "well eventually he did" he laughed. Conrad looked at Harry "There is so much to figure out Harry" he said staring out at sea. Harry took Conrad's hand "You mean how us will work?" he asked looking at Conrad. Conrad nodded "I know you love your gardening at the manor" Harry said "I won't take that away from you". "But what about you, your life in London and working for Moham?" Conrad asked. Harry smiled "I can't lie to you Conrad, I love working for him" he replied "I guess sex will have to stop". Conrad laughed "Why?" he said bumping his shoulder against Harry "if we live apart I won't mind". "Live apart?" Harry looked at Conrad shocked "no, no, no. Living apart is out of the question". Conrad smiled "You really are that mad for me?" he asked pushing Harry down on his back. "You drive me crazy" Harry said looking serious and stroking Conrad's chin "I would give up everything for you". Conrad smiled "Silly" he replied "If it weren't for the people on the beach I would blow you right now". Harry chuckled and closed his eyes savouring the moment "We should head back" he said opening his eyes. Conrad stood and helped Harry to his feet, carrying their trainers they walked side by side in the surf towards the villa glancing and smiling to each other. To Conrad it was a perfect moment, the two of them clearly building from a desire of love to one of real intention to change their lives forever. He couldn't deny that Harry really had stolen his heart in an unfathomable way, remembering what Jack said that when it feels right you know it. Conrad bravely in public put his arm around Harry and kissed him on the cheek. In return he gave Conrad one hell of sexy smile and put his arm around Conrad's waist, his fingers gently caressing and playing with Conrad's smooth skin.

5. Getting Home "Quarter gram of crystal. Dissolved in piss." Tiago had knelt down and whispered it. Fabien doubted that James had even heard it. He placed the used pipette in a nearby trash bag, then took the handle of the speculum from Fabien. "It'll take a few minutes to soak in," he continued. "Who's piss?" Fabien asked. He wasn't even trying to hide how he was stroking his cock. "A random stranger. I have no idea." "That's nasty." "Yeah. Now. You wanna take him home?" Tiago released the catch, and the blades of the speculum slid back into place as it closed up. James moaned. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," James grunted, as his ass closed up around the booty bump. "It's so warm," he said. "The cum." Tiago wondered what James thought the booty bump was. But he would find out soon enough. "Fuck yeah," Fabien said. "He can definitely suck dick." "He's great to fuck as well." Tiago smiled. "Especially once he's opened up." He slowly pulled the speculum out of James's anus. Not a single drop of the tina-laced piss dripped out. Fabien watched James's hole close up, even after all the abuse it had undergone. He wanted to feel it around his cock so badly. He wanted to feel James squirming under him, knowing that his thick black cock was the cause of James's discomfort. "You? You've fucked him?" "Over the weekend," Tiago said. He stood up, put the speculum aside, and handed the swabs to Fabien. "That's it," he said, resting his free hand on James's thigh. "Take those. Fill out a kit 86 for them." "86?" Fabien asked, raising an eyebrow, but smiling as well. "Yeah," Tiago said. Fabien took the swabs, and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. Tiago turned to James, still standing between his legs. His hand moved up, along James's thigh, until he was able to run his finger around James's asshole. "Mmmmm," James moaned. It was quiet, and he was calm for a change. Without Fabien there, he felt better. There was something almost predatory about the black man, and it made James nervous. "I'm sorry," James said. "I didn't mean to cry." "No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry this happened to you." He undid the straps, and lifted a still-naked James upright, wrapping one arm around him. He kept massaging James's asshole with his other hand. "I'm scared," James said. "It's OK to be scared," Tiago said. "It's a natural reaction. But don't let fear dominate your life." He pulled James closer to him. It was close enough to feel the heat radiating from the boy. The G had definitely kicked in. "It's good to talk about it. To share it with people who care about you. To remember it. All of that helps. It helps make it easier." James had pulled himself closer to Tiago, but had also spread his legs as he did so. James wanted to feel closer to Tiago. Let him make the decisions for him. He was crying again. "Scared," he finally managed to say. "It's fine," Tiago said. "You going to be able to be with someone tonight? Someone you can trust?" James shook his head. He was still new in town. "Maybe Tim?" Tiago felt James's asshole pucker when he mentioned the man. "Or maybe Fabien?" James's heart started to race a bit. "You can trust Fabien, can't you?" James bobbed his head. It wasn't a nod yes, but nor was it a shake no. "Fabien," he said. "I'm just scared." Tiago could feel his shirt getting wet from James's crying. He wanted to fuck the boy, and see how much he cried then. But that would have to wait for now. There would be plenty of opportunities later. "This is good," Tiago said. He gently pressed the tip of his finger into James's hole. The boy moaned in pleasure. The G was now in full effect, and the crystal was just starting to kick in. "Fabien is your friend, right? He's going to help you do what's best for you." "Fabien," James moaned. "Big cock," he finally said. "You don't have to take it," Tiago said. "But sex. With someone you trust. Like Fabien. That would help. Help you feel good. Feel natural. Right?" "Feel good again," James said. The crystal was definitely taking effect. His head was spinning again, and it was hard for the young man to put together words. "It's going to be ok." "I just want you to talk, remember, and share. It's what you need. It's what is going to make you feel better." As Tiago spoke, the door opened. The two men made no effort to push apart. "Take care of it?" Tiago asked Fabien. "Yeah. It's in the biobin in the lab. That's the right place, yeah?" "For sure," Tiago said. "You have plans after work tonight?" he asked Fabien. "No. Nothing." "James could use a friend tonight. He's new here. You could hang out with him." Fabien smiled. He could still remember exactly how James's throat had felt around his dick. He remembered the stories James had told. How consent was malleable and changeable, and how sometimes it just did not matter. "Yeah. I'd be happy too." "That's good, right, James?" Tiago asked. There was only one right answer. "Yeah. Get an Uber to get home." "I can order one for you," Tiago said. "But first, we've got to get you dressed." Tiago pulled himself apart from James, and took James's clothes. He carefully went through the pockets, removing his phone, wallet, keys, and some change. "We've got to keep your clothes. It's evidence." James started to protest, but Tiago continued speaking. "I've got some clothes you can wear. I'll be back." He took the bag, and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. It was just James and Fabien. "That was intense. That story you told," Fabien said. "I want to hear more about it." "It was hard," James said. "And I hate thinking about it. It's scary." "I bet," Fabien said. James tried not to stare at the black man's crotch. He knew how big Fabien's dick was. He remembered choking on it. With each memory, the relentless helplessness came back to him. He didn't want anyone to see him like this. "I'm scared," he finally said. "What are you scared of?" Fabien asked. "I don't know. I just want to be home. Safe." "We'll get you home soon enough," Fabien said. "I'll be there with you." The door opened, and Tiago came back in. He was carrying some clothes, and a small bag. He handed the clothes to James. "They should fit you," Tiago said. "You're about the same size as my receptionist." James realized that the dark blue underwear was actually a jock strap; he put it on, conscious of how the straps accentuated his ass. Tiago handed the small black bag to Fabien. "This should have everything you'll need." Fabien opened it; there was a pipe and a torch, along with a bottle of G and a measure. There was also a bottle of poppers, and some lube. "Looks like fun," Fabien said. He watched as James fumbled with the thin running shorts; even when he finally had them on, the jockstrap was clearly visible under the sheer fabric. James put on the shirt. Written across the front of the white t-shirt was "Swan and Ox Rape Oil." There was a drawing of a naked woman and a swan; the wings of the swan made the drawing just barely suitable. The back read "Lubricating the Unwilling Since 1988." James put it on; it was a little too small and he felt it stretch and pull around his body in rhythm with his breathing. "It's what I could find," Tiago said by way of explanation. "It's just to get you home." At least Tiago let James keep his socks and shoes. As he put them on, Tiago continued. "What's your address?" he asked. "I'll order you an Uber." "3804 Hyperion," James said. Tiago tapped on his phone. "Two minutes," he finally said. "Driver's name is Omar." "Ready?" Fabien asked. "We'll be at your home soon." "Yeah," James said. Fabien motioned for him to follow. Tiago followed the two. "Wait," Tiago said, as the three of them were in the hall. He disappeared into another room, and emerged with two juice boxes. Both had "1.5" written on them in black marker. "Be sure to get enough to drink," he said to James as he handed one to him. He took the juice box. He knew he should say something, but it was getting more complex to speak. Finally, he managed to say something. "Thanks," and immediately felt dumb for something so simple. Tiago gave James one last hug, and whispered in his ear. "I'm sorry. It's going to be hard," he said. "But I know you can do it." He handed the other juice box to Fabien. "Do what you think needs to be done," Tiago told Fabien. He leaned in. "Don't be afraid to push him. And use what I gave you." The waiting room was empty when Fabien and James left; James was glad not to encounter the man that had heard so much about his life. It wasn't until they got to the elevator that Fabien spoke. "That was so intense," he said. "Hearing you talk about what happened. When we get home. You're gonna have to tell me more." "I guess," James said. He raised his head, and looked at Fabien carefully. The black man had buzzed hair, a thin, yet muscular body. James could see the outline of Fabien's thick cock. "It was hard," he said. He could feel the tears starting to well up in his eyes. "I don't know." "It's all good," Fabien said. "We'll get home first," he said. "It's just a short ride away." He opened the door; both men blinked rapidly in the bright sunlight. Luckily, the car was waiting right there for them. They got in the car, and the driver pulled away. In the car, Fabien took his juice box, and opened it. "You too," he told James. "Not that thirsty," he said. "You need the liquid," Fabien said. "That was what the doctor told you." "Ok," he said. It was strangely hard to open the juice box. James fumbled with the straw, and then there was a piece of tape over the foil opening. James realized it was there to keep it closed when a bit of juice splashed out. "Cheers," Fabien said. "To sharing." "Sharing," James said. The juice was good. It was cold, and James didn't even mind the weird chemical taste. He drank it all in the few minutes it took to get home.

My first time was in Chicago. I had just moved from a small town To go to school at Northwestern and decided to check out steam works. I was pleasantly surprised at how clean it was. Up to that point I had been getting bred in some shady places so I was happy to find myself there. The first time I went it was in the afternoon on a Tuesday so it was not very busy. I spent a good hour walking around just getting the lay of the land so to speak. I like older men so I wasn’t put off by the amount of older men there. Most seemed uninterested in me at the time. I looked much younger than my age at that time too. I ended up in the hot tub with a few guys that were just talking and laughing. I assumed they all knew each other by they way they talked. About 15 minutes in a guy came in and sat next to me. He was tall and had a lot of chest hair. He looked to be in his thirty’s. He kept giving me eye contact and I knew he was interested. He got out of the water and he was hung so I decided to follow. He had a room upstairs so I went in. He bred me for the next two and a half hours. I left filled and happy.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief... I was alone. I'd been counting the days for a week. I love my husband but this business trip of his seemed like the perfect timing for us both. We had been fighting for months and now he was gone for two weeks. I loved him but things had never been easy with us and I think we both wanted this time to breathe. I had the house to myself and could just be. I had settled in to watch tv in my briefs and oversized tee shirt. I had finished my dinner and had started to doze. There was a late summer rain outside, the kind that's perfect to sleep to. I awoke to the sound of a knock at the door. I was confused and disoriented from having not meant to fall asleep. I went to the door and opened it. There stood Eli, my former student. Seeing Eli's 19 year old frame on my doorstep did little to help my confusion. I hadn't spoken to him in weeks and have no idea how he knew where I lived. Still the rain was coming down, I had to get him off the street. "Eli? What are you doing here?" I asked "Come in, you are soaked". I ushered Eli into my home and notice him looking at me in a way I had never seen before. Realizing I was standing in my briefs i blushed and tried to cover myself and i grabbed my discarded jeans and pulled them on. "Sorry Eli, I wasn't expecting anyone. Clearly". When my jeans were on I looked at this kid. Soaked to the bone with this sad expression on his face. "I shouldn't have come, I didn't know where to go. I'm sorry" His tone wavered on a voice break that told me he was barely holding it together. I'd known Eli since he was 14 and a student in my music class. His family life had always been shit. Absentee father and a mother who had no time for him and didn't understand his artistically driven mind. I'd become a mentor an d pseudo father figure to him. Many were the talks we had. I was so proud of how far he'd come. He graduated last year and was thriving in college. He still kept in touch for advice and to check in and I had seen him over Christmas and spring break when he stopped by the school. He was seeing another boy, school seemed to be going well and his family life seemed to have finally settled. I was confused by how we could go from there a few weeks ago to where we were now. I was glad he knew he could always come to me. "Oh Eli, I'm glad you came. You're always welcome. Are you ok?" I asked, and with those words it's like the little resolve he had left evaporated and he started to cry i brought him into a hug, enveloping him in my fit frame. Holding tight so he knew I was there, I let him cry it out. Not minding that his rain soaked clothes were making my clothes rain soaked. I just held him and held him. End part 1 *I promise there's a reason this is in the chem fiction section and we will get plenty of sleaze going on. But this is where we start.

"mmm fuck me daddy yeah," I encouraged. The cock inside me felt a thousand miles wide and a million miles long. "fill my hole with your cum." He pumped faster, pressing his infinite weight on my back. Suddenly he gushed cum, which ran down both my legs in rivulets as he emptied an impossibly big load inside me. "unh unh unh," I woke to hear myself saying as I jerked myself awake. My underwear was down and my 6.5" cock spurted. The first shot drenching the sheet and the rest made a huge mess on my stomach. I froze except for my still twitching cock. My wife didn't stir. I cleaned up as much of the mess as I could with my t-shirt and washed the sheets the next day. She raised an eyebrow but didn't comment. **** The dreams had become increasingly frequent. Varied in their particulars but alarming in their consistency. Always me getting fucked and cummed in, often by a bunch of guys, always in some sleazy situation. After the incident I started jerking off regularly. The dreams became less intense but my fantasies became more realistic. I couldn't understand, really. We'd been married for 13 years and I'd never questioned my sexuality. But we hadn't been getting along and our sex life fell off. I had to acknowledge that my urge to get fucked in the ass had become profound. I put on a gay porn video on pornhub and felt practically dizzy with lust as I watched a twink get fucked bareback against a pool table. How was I so sure I wanted to be the "bottom"? **** I was out of town for work. Had just finished after an all nighter called my wife to commiserate and let her know that I could head home early. We got into a fight immediately. She was not being cool and I was exhausted and crabby. We never even got to the point. I decided I'd take my scheduled flight home and have a night to myself in a first rate city. It didn't take long for me to decide to figure out once and for all of I was gay. I napped until about 6 and decided to have a novel experience. I got a trimmer and buzzed my pubes. I got a bunch of water based lube, a bunch of condoms, a bottle of rum, a bottle of coke zero, etc. I got back to the hotel and got ready to receive anal lol. I took some pictures with the help of the bathroom mirror and posted looking for sex. I drank some rum and coke and watched porn. Guys started replying to my ad and I was texting with a few. I found a guy who seemed cool--mid 40s, neg, black, bi--and have him my room info. I got naked and put on the hotel's fuzzy robe He showed up after about 25 mins. It turned out the front desk had to call me when he arrived but it wasn't a big deal. I pressed lube into my ass and nervously waited for the knock. It came after a couple of minutes and I let him inside. I got on my knees and took his pants down. He was thick, 7" and shaved. I sucked him badly for a minute and he told me to get up. We headed to the bed and he disrobed. "So you're really married?" "Yeah, thirteen ye--," I was cut off by his cock in my face. I sucked him again. He put his balls in my mouth and told me he'd turn me out. He pushed me back on the bed and rubbed his cock with lube. He slid in and fucked me immediately. "Just relax. That's all you need to do." At first I panicked and clenched up and it hurt. But he ignored my protests and kept pumping. Somehow I began to relax in my helplessness. Eventually the feeling was incredible. My cock dripped precum as he bottomed out in me. I held my own legs apart as he used my hole. Suddenly I realized he was cumming. He kept fucking at speed as he ejaculated. After a few seconds he slowed down and my sphincter squeezed the last drop out of him. He got dressed and said I had a nice ass. Was I really married? "Well I don't think she's right for you man," he said after I assured him I was. **** I was ecstatic. I needed more. I told everyone I had a load in me. It filtered out a few guys but left me with 2 who were very interested. I get empowered as I told them I was a cumslut looking for the second load of my life/tonight. I invited them both (they knew about one another) and propped the door open with the dead bolt. After 25 minutes I got a call from the front desk. I told her to send him up and said I'd have another visitor arriving soon and that he could come right up. "Of course, sir. What's his name?" "Uhh.. I'm not sure. He's a delivery guy." "Of course sir," she replied impassively. The first guy slipped in the room. He was a big, heavily tattooed guy. Maybe mid 50s. I was in my robe with a hard cock. I offered him a drink and we made small talk. I opened his belt and pulled down his pants. I sat on the bed and took his hardening penis into my mouth and sucked his fat dick as well as I could as he said before me. After a couple minutes I pulled my mouth off and turned around to offer my ass. He took off his shoes, jeans and shirt and climbed into the bed. He grabbed a couple pillows and had me kneel against them. He rubbed a big glob of lube on his prick and then entered my cummy hole. He slapped my ass and fucked me like slut A slice of bright light illuminated the slutty scene as the other guy came in. He closed the door all the way and pulled his dick out as the top in me pulled my head back by my hair. "Jerk off while I fuck you," he demanded. "Shoot your load while I breed your slutty asshole." My cumshot pooled on the bedspread until I collapsed in it, as the assfucking continued unabated. Finally he finished, filling me with a massive nut and jerking his cockhead against my now-sore, cum-covered asshole. He withdrew but my other new friend announced he was going to cum and entered my tender ass, immediately ejaculating inside me. I barely got a look at him, to be honest, but he was Hispanic, on the younger side and had an unremarkable cock. The guys left and I caught my breath after a few minutes. I was beaming, loving the feeling of semen and lube running out of me and down my balls. Every few seconds another drop hit the bed. Just then I got a text from my wife apologizing for earlier. I left her on read as I spread my ass in the mirror. Fulfilling a request from another new friend.

My first bathhouse was about 3 years ago when I was 29. It was at during a Cumunion event at the 1350 Club in Long Beach, CA. I had always read about the baths and fantasized about going to one but I chickened out, mainly because I was scared of STDs. A buddy of mine convinced me to go, and that I would have fun. I got there around 8, and rented a locker. In hindsight I should have gotten a room, it was early enough that were still some available. I took me a while to get myself oriented, but I was less nervous seeing all the naked guys in the locker room and roaming around. I enjoyed my time in the steam sauna, got sucked off by a couple guys in there when one of them tried to put a condom on me. I was a little confused why he wanted me to wear a condom during Cumunion, but it was still early. He kinda stalked me for a bit, seeing if I would bite, but he eventually left me alone. I contemplated leaving because he followed me everywhere. After about an hour there, I finally discovered the bottom floor, feeling like an idiot. Here were all the rooms and the dark play area. There were a few guys playing around, but no one stayed around for more than a few minutes. I went back and forth between the levels, spent a lot of time at the glory holes and fuck booths and got sucked off a few times and watched some guys fuck. Around 10:30 things really picked up downstairs, there were about 20 guys in the dark area: 4 bottoms ass up on the benches, and one in the sling. A lot of guys were just looking around playing with each other and not really fucking. I stepped up to each bottom and fucked their wet asses. This was exactly why I wanted to go, no inhibited fun. Just raw man sex. After fucking around for 20 minutes I blew my load into one of the bottoms I moved over to another guy and blew another load in him. I went back upstairs to rinse off and relax a bit, a lot less people in the sauna, most were in the glory holes or downstairs. Cruised around a bit longer and ended up back in the dark room with some new bottoms ass up. Guys all around groping, kissing, and sucking, it was so hot. I just wanted to fuck. I stuck my cock in a bottom and it was so flooded with cum. I blew my 3rd load after a few minutes of fucking him. I ended up leaving around midnight, legs tired from all the cruising, but so fucking glad I went. Since then, I have made it my goal to go to a bathhouse or sex club whenever I am on business. I have been to Steamworks in Berkeley, Midtowne in Denver, Tokyo Valentino in Atlanta, and Slammer back home in So Cal. I love the baths, men are there for sex, so you don't screw around. Yes there is still rejection and selection, but at minimum you can be a voyeur and watch men be men having filthy sex. I can't wait to go again.

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

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."

3. A Demonstration "Just relax," Tiago said. "I hope this is going to go by quickly." Tiago was trying not to stare at the boy's ass, so perfectly on display and available. He'd get it soon enough. "Focus on something for me," Tiago said. "Please?" "What?" James said, trying not to panic. He focused on Tiago's hand against his skin, the doctor's soothing voice. "Please. Something." "Of course," Tiago said. "Just go, 'ahhhhh' for me. Focus on that phase." "Ahhhhhh," James said, spreading his mouth open. It did feel better. He opened his eyes for a moment. Tiago was had one hand up, holding a flashlight. He dipped it down when James opened his eyes. Fabien had a phone in his hand, and was recording everything that happened. "Ahhhh," James continued, closing his eyes again. It wasn't as bad as the night before, and it needed to happen. "I'm going to help you," Tiago said. "Make that easier." James felt him slip the metal wire spreader back into his mouth. "Don't fight it. Let me help you." The metal slid in. This time, it wasn't cold. It was strangely warm, and James let the doctor force his mouth open. "I just need to examine your throat, ok?" James nodded. He was still gently going "ahhhh," and the short mantra was calming the young man. Tiago pushed the head support back into the exam table, and let James's head hang down. "That's good," Tiago said. "Here," he said, and motioned Fabien to come over. He turned on a small flashlight, and shined it into James's mouth. "See? There. Around the back of his throat." "What's that?" Fabien asked. He pointed the phone into James's mouth as Tiago lit up each of the purple splotches. "There's a lot of them." "It's bruising," Tiago said. "How did he get bruised back there? What's it from?" Tiago turned his attention back to James. "I need to show Fabien how this happens. Just nod if it's all right. It will only take a minute." James's head was spinning a bit, and it was getting harder for him to concentrate on anything. James saw Tiago nodding, and he nodded. "Yeah," he finally said. "Thank you," Tiago said, and turned his attention back to Fabien. "It's bruising from a dick. It's from getting throat-fucked." "Fuck? Really? How?" Fabien asked. He looked confused; Tiago wondered how much experience he had in receiving oral sex. Tiago ran his hand over James's exposed body, across his flat, hairy chest and his chest. "Relax," he told the young man. He gently squeezed the tabs at the side of the spreader, forcing James's mouth open even further. Then he unfastened his chinos, and pulled out his cock. "Easier to show," he said. Fabien stared at the doctor's erect cock. "You getting this?" Fabien fumbled with the phone slightly, focusing it on Tiago's erection. "Yeah," he said. "For sure." "Good. Now, this is how you should fuck a throat." Fabien stared as Tiago pressed his dick into James's mouth. The wire spreader held James's mouth open, letting Tiago push all the way to the back of the young man's mouth. "Ugggh," James grunted, unprepared for the sudden intrusion. "It's going to be ok," Tiago said. "Just relax. This is just a demonstration. It's nothing real." He turned his attention back to Fabien. "Now, If I just push a bit harder, I'll be in his throat." He flexed his hips, and suddenly, several more inches of dick disappeared into James's throat. "hat's good," he said to James. James grunted, and started to struggle against the restraints. At the same time, Tiago just moaned. "Feels so fucking good. Wet and warm and tight." He did a few short strokes in and out; Fabien stared as Tiago's cock went even deeper into James's throat. "Fuck. Nothing like a good deep-throat blow job." "He's good?" "Amazing. You know, it feels so damn good. But as I said. If you're too aggressive, you can bruise the throat." He pulled his cock back from James's throat, leaving just the cockhead in his mouth. The boy was still struggling against the restraints, but Tiago didn't seem to care. "That's what happened to him last night." "Is that bad?" "Not really. It heals pretty quickly. But the next day or two, cocksucker's got a really sore throat." He turned his attention to James. "You had a sore throat when you came in, right?" James nodded as best he could. He was trying not to remember how similar Tiago's cock felt to the dicks the night before. He wanted to be home. He wanted this to end. He wanted to be Under the covers and alone and safe. Not out here, his body naked, and a stranger watching him get throat fucked. "Please," he said, wanting it end. "Almost," Tiago said. "One more example. Remember. This is just a demonstration. You don't have to worry about it." He turned to Fabien. "This is not how you should do it." Tiago suddenly pushed his cock all the way into James's mouth. "AAAARGH," James practically screamed, despite the cock clogging his throat and the metal spreader keeping his jaw locked open. Tiago stroked his cock in and out a few times, each stroke eliciting a new moan of agony from James. "You see?" he asked Fabien. Fabien just stared at the scene, utterly transfixed. His dick was rock-hard as he imagined the possibilities that had just been laid out for him. Tiago prompted him. "You see?" "Yeah," Fabien finally said. He was still holding the camera in one hand, the lens pointed at the intense throat fucking that Tiago was delivering. "Yeah." "Good," Tiago said, and pulled his cock out of James's mouth. "It's over, James," he said. "It wasn't that bad, now was it?" Tiago asked. James nodded. "I knew you could do it." He turned back to Fabien. "Got that? How to slide in properly?" Fabien nodded. "How much can he take, when he's like that? You know. Opened up?" "A lot," Tiago said. He turned back to James, and without any warning, slowly pressed the full length of his phallus into the young man's throat. James struggled at first, but then accepted it. "Show me yours," Tiago said, nodding at Fabien's visible erection. The black man unzipped his jeans, and slowly fished out his tool. It was thick, long, and hard, easily an inch or two longer that Tiago's seven and half inch endowment. "This?" Fabien asked. "Definitely. Try it." Tiago suddenly pulled his cock all the way out from James's throat, leaving the boy gasping like a beached fish. "Ease, Ooo. Ahtp," James grunted through the pain in his throat and the constraints of the mouth spreader. He was struggling against the leather straps across his chest, but his frantic efforts were going nowhere. "Just once, quickly," Tiago said to Fabien. "His throat is already pretty destroyed from last night. It's going to be hard for him to take all of it for very long." He took the camera from Fabien, and knelt down beside James. "You can do this," he said to James. "You can help Fabien get it right, and that's important, right? It's important." James nodded. Fabien immediately pressed his cockhead into James's mouth. The mouth spreader was wide open, and even so, it was still hard for Fabien to navigate his thick black shaft to the entrance of James's throat. "Found it?" Tiago said. Fabien nodded. "Go for it," Tiago said. "James is ready for it, aren't you?" James was fighting to keep his composure. He wanted to scream. He wanted to run away, and never have to think about this again. But all of that was too much. It was all too much, the bright light of the examination room, the relentless weight of the leather restraints, and the dense softness of the cock pressed against his tonsils. "Go on," Tiago said Fabien pushed, just like Tiago had demonstrated. Several inches of his cock disappeared into James's mouth. "Oh fuck," Fabien moaned. James moaned. Fabien's cock was bigger than he imagined it would be. Tiago watched. He carefully recorded James's throat bulging out from the sheer girth of Fabien's tool. Tiago wondered what it had been like, when James had been properly high and restrained. He wondered what James sounded like when he was begging. "You see?" Tiago said. "This is amazing," Fabien said. "Fucking amazing." "Now. Just once. Try just forcing it in." Tiago put his hand on James's chest. "It's just once, ok? You can do this." James whimpered, but nodded in agreement. "Go ahead," Tiago told Fabien. Fabien had pulled out far enough that just the tip of his dick was still in James's mouth. As soon as Tiago gave him permission, he slammed his cock into the young man's throat. James's body stiffened, and he grunted in agony. Fabien laughed at James's reaction. He was enjoying his power, and clearly reveled in the response he was getting from James. "Taking it all," Fabien said. "Like a good cocksucker." He pulled out, and pushed in again. Once more, James struggled against the invasion, but he was powerless to stop it. "This is fucking amazing," he said. "I could do this all day." "So, you see how that happens?" "Yeah," Fabien said. "Just like this," he said, and used it as an excuse to slam-fuck James's throat once more. The young man was straining against the leather straps. His eyes were red from the tears. "Fuck," he said, as his dick disappeared into James's throat once more. "FUCK," he grunted. "That's enough for now," Tiago said, and pulled Fabien away from James. The black man's cock was stiff, glistening with James's spit. Tiago had been a bit surprised at how much the young man had gotten off on fucking James's throat. He wondered what Fabien could do when he was tweaked, particularly when he had a submissive boy like James to play with. "There's still a lot we need to do."

So here's a new story I'm starting. For you fans of my Prince Eric story, don't worry, I'm still working on that too. I just have soooooo many perverted stories going on in my head I get side tracked and want to get them all out. _________________________________________ Part 1 So I guess it's fair to say I definitely have a type. Young and trashy is what gets my dick hard. You can keep your pretty boy jock types. Give me a scruffy, tattooed, pierced,18, 19, 20 year old piece of skinny white trash any day. If they're straight, even better. There's nothing like getting my 11 inch pierced cock buried in a trashy straight boys hole and breeding him over and over until his stretched out pussy is leaking cum. Especially when I can share him with my buddies. And I've broken in my share of boys over the years, seducing them, corrupting them, destroying them. This is a story about one such boy. My favorite boy. I was very lucky and had an apartment that overlooked a skate park in the seedy part of town. I can't tell you how many hours I spent looking out my window, binoculars in one hand, my big leaking cock in the other, masturbating while I spied on the young men as they did their tricks and stunts. On a good day, some of them would remove their shirts, and I could ogle their thin, pale bodies as I would ejaculate into a glass so I could collect and freeze my loads for future use. One day, in late spring, a new boy started showing up. Sometimes with his girlfriend, sometimes alone. When his girlfriend was there, they'd make out and sometimes disappear into the thick bushes for a while, doing what I could only imagine was sexual. This boy was perfect. He stood probably 6 ft tall and weighed maybe 140 soaking wet. His dirty blond hair was long and hung down over his face. When the wind blew it out of his face, I could see his lower lip had three piercings, one in the middle and one on each corner. Both his eyebrows were pierced as was his septum with a ring that sported a big ball hanging down and his ears were gauged out with large plugs. He also sported some chin scruff that hung down a few inches. His body was a joy to behold. His skinny arms both sported colorful full sleeves with sculls and flames and demons and the like. Above his flat pecs in gothic script was the word respect. A tuft of brown hair sat in the middle of his chest and his nipples sported thick bars in them. His furry belly button was pierced and tatooed with red lips and an arrow that followed his treasure trail pointing to his crotch. His legs were very hairy which almost guaranteed that his ass crack and butthole would be as well. Yummy. And to top it off, he had a huge pair of wings tattooed on his back. He was the perfect piece of filthy white trash and I wanted him desperately. I wasted no time implementing my plan shortly after he started hanging out at the skate park. I started by nonchalantly hanging around on a nearby bench, "reading." I would casually light a joint and smoke it while I watched the boy. He would glance my way frequently with that look in his eye like he wanted to smoke, and after only a week of this, he finally approached me. A shadow fell across me and I looked up to see the shirtless boy standing in front of me with his board under his arm. "Hey man, can you share a couple of puffs?" He asked me, flicking the hair from out of his face. "I don't know kid." I answered. "How old are you?" "19." He replied. "Well, I always believe in sharing." I said as I motioned for him to sit down. He sat next to me, his shorts sagging down revealing black boxer briefs. I got a whiff of his slight body odor and my cock stirred a little. We passed the joint back and forth and I found out a little about my intended conquest. His name was TJ, Theodore James exactly, and he lived a couple of blocks away with four other guys in a two bedroom apartment. I could only imagine the squalor they lived in. He worked as a tattooist and piercer, which explained why he already had so much work done at such a young age. He was a product of the foster system and his old man was in jail and he had no idea where his mother was. Ahhhhhh, a broken home, how perfect. He had even spent a couple of years in juvie for stealing a car and dealing drugs. I was amazed at how open this kid was to a stranger, but then, he was stoned. After about an hour I told him I needed to take off, but not before I slipped him a little bud. He was extremely grateful, which is exactly what I wanted. Got to make him trust me before I wreck him. This went on for a week. Everyday we would chill and smoke while I tried not to come across as creepy. Not that I appeared creepy. I was a nice looking 35 year old, maybe a little on the chunky side, but not fat. I stood just a little taller than TJ at 6 ft 1. And everyday when I left, I slipped TJ a little bud. So after a week, I decided it was time to up the ante. I told TJ I had some really killer bud back at my place, which I did, and that he should come over so we could smoke it out of a bong. He happily followed me back to my apartment and in half an hour we were both ripped out of our minds and I made my move. Looking him directly in his slanted eyes, I began. "So, TJ, I've been hooking you up all week and I have a favour. I want to suck your dick." "Dude, what the fuck?" He said in a very stoned voice. "I'm not a fag! Are you a fag?" "Yes, I'm gay, and I want to blow you. I think it's the least you could do." "No way man! I'm not going to let you swing on my dick!" At this point, I doubled down as TJ was not moving away from me. I placed my hand on his thigh and said, " I can suck your dick better than your girlfriend. No one will know, and I'll make it worth your while." I pulled out an 8th of my killer weed and dangled it in front of him. His eyes lit up and I could see the wheels turning in his head. After a minute of silence he said, "All you want to do is suck my dick? Nothing else? And you'll give me that sack and no one will know?" "No one." I promised. TJ looked at me for a few more seconds before snatching the baggie out of my hand. "Fine, but it's our secret." I handed him the bong as I crawled between his legs. My hands shook as I reached up and pulled down his shorts and underwear, rubbing his hairy thighs. His cock was nestled in his very bushy brown pubic hair and was surprisingly big, 6 inches soft. He had a magic cross piercing, where two bars crossed each other through the head of his dick, and a lorum, which is the base of the dick right above the balls. I tenderly put it in my mouth as he took another big bong hit. My nostrils were hit with the smell of his sweaty balls mixed with stale piss and my own cock sprang to life in my shorts. My warm wet mouth soon had TJ to his full rock hard nine inches. He started moaning as I went to town on his cock, giving him the best blowjob of his young life. I deep throated him and massaged him with my throat muscles. He moaned as I massaged his balls and rubbed his guiche piercing. He was totally into the blowjob as he put his hands on the back of my head and started fucking my face. "Oh fuck dude! That feels so good! No bitch has ever sucked my cock this good! Take it you fag! Suck that big dick! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" TJ started shooting off into my mouth, filling it up with the sweetest white trash load I had ever tasted. Spurt after giant spurt filled me up and I swallowed it all down. TJ collapsed back onto the couch as sweat poured off of him. "Oh, we're going to be doing that again dude!" He panted as the last of his load dribbled into my mouth. I smiled to myself knowing this was only the beginning for his skinny white trash ass.

I’m sure he could tell I was nervous. Because I was. It took me fifteen minutes to work up the courage to walk inside, let alone the weeks of promising him I’d show up, now here I was. Walking up to the local bathhouse, the unassuming location on an unassuming side street. At the top of some steps was a set of doors and a small tellers window, the thin wiry man behind it was tall and friendly. He could see I was nervous. “First time?” He asked giving me a grin. Some of his teeth missing in his smile. “is it that obvious?” I asked trying to hide my shame. ”No worries, just have fun okay?” He said handing me a key and towel. “Mostly older regulars tonight, so hope that’s your thing. I nodded and smiled as he buzzed me in, grabbing my key and towel I walked inside. I was surprised at the relative cleanliness and fashionable sitting area. There were weights a steam room and spa. Something that said video room around the corner. “Something wrong?” He asked me from another little window. “No sorry just a bit surprised, it’s not really what I expected.....” “Yeah most say that. First floor is all pretty tame to be honest. You’re not supposed to really have any touching going on, but it’s a big space and only one of me, so I don’t really enforce that. Just know your limits and be sure to be okay with what you want. Here you go.” He handed me a small brown bottle. “On the house, if you’re nervous, take a sniff, I’m sure a lot of the guys will show you how. Rooms are upstairs, have fun.” ”Thanks.” I said looking at the small bottle, it said jungle juice on the side. Looking up the stairs I saw that the lights seemed to dim. As I walked up I started to smell something. It was strong and musky, there were sounds I was familiar with but had never heard myself. The familiar slap of skin against skin. Grunting, mewling and moaning. This is what I expected. and as I stood at the edge of the stairs I could finally see what I truly though it should be. Long hallways stretched out with doors lining them. Numbers were on the doors for people to see, but otherwise it was a long stretch of hallway and doors. I went and looked for mine, number 17 on the keychain. I found the room and quickly walked in. There was a bed and a small table. That was it. Wasting no time I changed out of my clothes and tied the towel around my waist. There was club music playing softly. A stable beat punctuated by the sounds of flesh slapping in the background. My breathing started to get heavy. I found a room off the back corner. The lights were dim. A couple of gloryholes to the aide and two tiers of benches. There was an older man sitting in the corner. Striking a huge heavy tool. His legs splayed open and wide. In my nervousness I sat as far away as I could. Slowly closing into myself. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He was so much older. Clearly old enough to be my father or maybe even grandfather. A white well trimmed goatee around his mouth. His body was old but not withered. He was good looking for an old guy. However, his heavy tool was really what I couldn’t stop looking at. Heavy, and hard, a full engorged sack supporting it below. I licked my lips thinking to myself I want that. He shifted on the top bench and slowly closed the gap between us. His foot gently tapped my arm. It was then I realized it’s now or never. I responded by moving my arm to touch his leg. He responded in kind, opening his legs wider, giving me full acccess to what we both know I wanted. I got into position, knees on the floor, hands on the bench and I went in. Running my tongue up along his being shaft I looked up at him. He wasn’t even looking at me. He pulled out a brown bottle like the attendant had given me and proceeded to sniff in both nostrils. reaching for my own I copied his movements after two sniffs I was about to cap it when I heard him say. “More.” I looked up and gave myself two more sniffs. “More boy.....” he said again, his deep gravely voice sent chills down my spine. I capped the bottle and then I felt it. Heat, a fire inside me, also emptiness. I was so empty I looked right at his heavy old man dick and I immediately took it into my mouth. I moaned my happiness as I nursed on his thick cock. Feeling the heat of it, feeling the fullness in my mouth. This is what I had wanted. And now I was getting it. I could hear his groaning as I worked his meat. His musk invaded my senses and I went into heat. I slurped. I sucker I did everything I could to make him feel goood. “You like to fuck?” He whispered quietly. I nodded with his cock still in my mouth unsure if I wanted to stop. with and audible pop I pulled myself off his thick 7 inch tool. Admiring its veiny shaft and glistening head. I knew right then I wanted it inside me. “I’ve got a room, room 17” I said looking up at him desperately as my hand slowly stroked his powerful member. I wanted this old man to fuck me and I wanted him to do it now. “it’s slow today, we don’t need a room,” he said as he got me into position. I couldn’t believe it. Here I was first time at a bathhouse and I was about to let some man who was probably double my age, if not triple, fuck me for all to see. “Give me four big hits on both nostrils,” he said while opening up a pack of lube. I felt a bony finger began to prod me as I took my first couple of hits. I felt myself relax and allowed the intrusion. As I continued to hit I felt myself get more relaxed. I realized how comfortable I felt in that moment. In a dark room about to let some stranger fuck me. In my delirium I never heard a condom wrapper, I just assumed he did. I was nearing my last few hits when he said. “Two final big hits.......really draw them out.” I did as he ordered. As the euphoria began to hit me I felt that emptiness again. This time in my hole worst of all. “Ready boy?” He asked, but by the tone in his voice I didn’t have a choice. I put my head down and braces myself. I focused on my emptiness and heat. I felt the head against my hole, and then came the pressure. It started to burn and ache as my hole started to submit. I realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom. I wanted to tell him to stop. This wasn’t safe this wasn’t supposed to happen. Yet it was. I was getting rutted like an animal by this old man. Where was the emptiness. Now all I felt was pain and burning. Gritting my teeth I waited for the good feeling. However, he had other ideas as he finally pushed forward and forced me to take it all. I let out a loud yell as I felt my hole finally submit. “Take four more hits boy.” Hands shaking I unscrewed they cap and follows his orders. After the first few hits the pain started to slow. “That’s it, let that boyhole open up for daddy.” He grunted as he started to saw slowly inside me. After the third hit I started to feel that need again. I realized that I wasn’t empty anymore. I was complete. I had what I needed and it felt amazing. “So good......feels so good.....” I moaned in between his thrusts. As he pushed in I started to tense my hole, trying to pull him in deeper. “Oh that’s it, use your boyhole, embrace what you are. Daddy’s cumdump. Such a good boy” he said while picking up the pace. He took his right leg and raised it up on the bench. Giving himself more leverage. I felt him reaching new places inside my hole. And all I could do was moan my delight. Suddenly I felt a disturbance in the bench and to my left there was a new individual. Tall and lanky completely nude. He had a soft face that looked like someone’s father. Yet now he sat next to me watching with an evil glint as this old man pounded my boyhole. “I’m getting close boy, you want me to breed you?” He asked although I knew he was going to. I knew I was going to let him. And I was hoping this guy next to me with his thick nine once cock that he stroked was going to be next. “course he does,” the guy next to me said. “Give him what he needs and I’ll go right after.” I was so excited to hear this. Talking the bottle in hand I took two long sniffs and felt myself soaring. “that’s it boy, beg daddy for this load.” His thrusts started to get quicker. He was jabbing into me, hitting this spot inside my boyhole. “Please daddy, please give this load, please give me it. I want it inside me so bad.” “Ask him to breed you slut.” The guy next to me said. “Please daddy, breed me!!!!!!” I begged. That’s when I felt it, his cock grew thicker, and started to pulse inside me, I was being bred, like some cheap whore or barnyard animal. And I loved it. “Fuck yeah boy, take that load, take daddy’s load.” He fell on top of me and I could feel him, his sweaty body sticking to me. “Hope you liked that poz load boy, come find me if you want more.” I froze, did he just say poz???? I wanted to run away. I wanted to hide. As he pulled out of me with an audible pop. He slapped my ass and looked to the guy next to me. “Next?” He asked as he shuffled off. And the guy wasted no time moving behind me. I should have gotten up at that moment....but I didn’t. I unscrewed the cap and took four deep hits. “I’m ready daddy.” And I was, but I didn’t realize for how much.

thats so right. I am not even a person to the men who use me. I'm just a living fucktool that men use to get themselves off. they don't even pretend to give a fuck about me and they know they can do stuff to me that they can't do to any normal person or anyone they have any respect for. men who fuck me obviously tell me I'm a faggot and a slut and a cumdumpster but I'm such whore that guys who fuck me tell me I'm trash on a regular basis

My first time was at Flex in Phoenix, AZ a few years back. Place is a hit and miss. Sometimes its packed, sometimes it barely have anyone. Lots of rejections all around, men just waiting for the perfect man to walk by them to play. Had a few encounter in the dark room maze where I found a spot on a bench and just bent over. Had this giant 10" BBC walk over once and felt me up before sliding right in. He was merciless and I had to hold the walls in order from falling off the bench. Got fucked for 30 minutes of relentless super hard pounding. Was trying to popper up the whole time to ease the pain and pleasure. Eventually I just took it until he unloaded inside me. Didn't realize we had an audience in there, but as soon as he got off, another guy slid right in. That night was the best night for me, I took around 9 cocks back to back. All unloaded inside of me.

It's the only thing you're good for lol

I got a message Saturday morning for a horny guy replying to a personals add I’d post seeking guys to breed me. He said he was a 48yr old solid well built traveler up for a very discreet fuck session. He didn’t have pics to send but said he was sure I’d like him & if not I cos just send him home. I replied saying I was definitely up for getting my cunthole filled with traveller dick & cum. I included my number & said I was free and to call/msg asap. He txt me about 40 minutes later & asked my address saying he couldn’t come at noon. He arrived just after noon & instantly got my dick hard and arse twitchiny! He was very ruggedly handsome bloke, 6’1” tall with a very big muscular hairy tattooed body! In the blink of an eye we were stripped and I had his big fat dick down my throat raiding it for about 10 minutes. He then got on all fours, arse up head down, he rimmed my cunthole lubing me with his spit then shoved his dick in me & fuck me hard & rough just as you’d expect from a huge bull of man. He bred 4 big load deep in me and fucked me to orgasm 4 time fingering me to a 5th orgasm as the finale to our 6 hour breeding session. My greedy cum hungry cunthole wanted more dicks and cum , I went hunting & was soon chatting with 2 lads on scruff, not waiting to miss out on one of them & asked if they were up for fucking me together. They were & soon enough I had them tag teaming my cunthole, they took turns fucking me hard & both bred decent loads deep inside me. When they’d gone I was I had a txt, it was from my 23 yr old fuck bud Alex, 6’3” tall he’s a very hairy muscular labourer with a massive sex drive like me, he wanted to come and have a long hard cloudy sweaty fuck session. I called him & said my sloppy cunthole was all his. As much as I love getting my cunt fucked & bred I equally love and can’t resist fucking & breeding a big hairy meaty arse, Alex has a magnificent hairy arse & he’s also Act/vers so I told him to get his arse ready for me to enjoy. He got here at 9pm Saturday evening & we fucked & bred each other till 3am Monday morning! It was hard rough & very intense, I lost count of how many loads he gave me but it was enough to satisfy my red swollen cum leaking cunthole.

As they entered the foyer, Tim immediately recognized the man who was there to greet them. If any man epitomized 'swarthy', it was him. He stood at 5'8", a dark skinned Latino, slicked back hair, a Fu Manchu mustache and a sexy unibrow. Clad in red basketball shorts and a white t-shirt, he oozed sex appeal. "DA Suarez, it's an honor to meet you! I was at one of your rallies and your commitment to be a strong ally to the gay community impressed me so much that I made a contribution to your campaign. Not only have you kept your word, but you're even sexier up close! Looking back, K C was on the stage with you, but he had an old school afro then. My name's Tim, by the way." He said, extending his hand. "Call me Mickey!" He said, briefly shaking Tim's hand before leaning in for a kiss. They swapped spit for a minute. "When he told me you're a sexy stud, K C neglected to mention your hot body and what a wonderful kisser you are!" K C fondled Tim's furry butt cheeks. "Let's step into the parlor where we can relax." Mickey and K C each put an arm around Tim's waist, leading him into the parlor where they sat on an overstuffed leather sofa, with Tim between them. "No need for Tim to be the only naked man here. Strip!" In less than a minute, K C and Mickey were both naked. Tim's hands were grabbed and placed on their throbbing cocks. Looking down to his left, K C's cock was a solid uncut 7" and thick as the proverbial beercan, his foreskin bunched around his cockhead and smooth balls. On his right, Mickey was blessed with 9" of intact cock, his shroud of foreskin fully covering his cockhead and hairy bullnuts. Something both men had in common were biohaz tats in neon blue with red outlining, which he knew to be Ivan's signature colors. "What beautiful uncut cocks you both have!" Tim said, licking his lips as he felt his hole twitch. "Now, it's obvious why my ink was so attractive! Ivan seems to be a common link between the 3 of us! Just by chance, I went to him for my TIM logo and when he asked if I was poz, I said, 'not yet'. That's when the nasty Russian dropped his pants, showed me his pierced cock and said he'd guarantee to get the job done. A week later, I was at his place and spent hours with his cock wrecking my ass. The fuckflu hit about 3 weeks later and Ivan's assistant, Boris nursed me through it. He did my scorpion tat when I was back on my feet. So, how did you 2 earn your tats?" To be continued

I woke up with a twinge of guilt in the morning knowing Dan would never be the same but my dick started to grow as I thought about his hot ass and all the POZ cum deep inside him and I had to jack off before hitting the shower. I headed off to work and, on the Drive, my little blonde friend text me and told me how much fun it was last night and how hot it was fucking that straight guy. He finally told me his name, Brian, as he said he was hard as a rock thinking about fucking ass. Free tonight, can we go back to the Park? I text the boy back with my dick hard as a rock in my paint which were becoming painful. Yes, be there at seven tonight and let’s see what fun we can find. Brian text back he would be there, and he could not; wait. I pulled off and went into a gas station bathroom to Jack off. I had never been to this one but when I sat down in the stall there was already a guy in the stall next to me. I waited, hoping he would leave but instead he tapped his foot and I did the same and then he put his finger on the hole and I quickly got up and slide my rock hard dick through. The guy sucked my dick well, I was leaking like crazy. I was curious who was on the other side, I was going to let them finish even If he was not my type but I was pleasantly surprised to see this mid-twenties thin dark haired twink type sucking my big cock. He was a leftie and I could see he too was Married just like Dan. I let him suck me for a few more minutes and then pulled my cock out of his mouth and I heard a whimper and told him to show me his hole. He stood up and pulled his shorts down and spread his checks about a foot away from the hole. I licked my finger and stuck my hand through and rubbed his little button and he began to moan. I grabbed used my hand to grab him as I pressed his little hole and he moaned load as I pulled him and he slowly backed up his little ass to the hole and I removed my hand and told him to spread his ass for me. He spread his ass checks and revealed the most beautiful pink pussy, completely hairless and as I blew on it, it winked at me. I stuck my tongue and licked that little cunt and he moaned, and I stuck my tongue in him and ate his little pussy as he pushed back on the wall. My tongue pressed deep inside him and I could feel his right leg shake as held it under the stall. I pulled up and said stay right there do not move. I spit on his hole and stood up and spit a couple times on my dick and I hard him say I have a condom in my pocket and I ignored it and pressed my leaking dick up against his hole and pressed. I heard Oh My God, Oh My God as my dick stretched his little cunt open and he said shouldn’t we use a condom as I pressed deeper and hit is prostate and I slow fucked him and ignored him as I fucked that sweet tender tight as fuck hole. He seemed to have bent down to grab something out of his pocket and the condom fell on the ground and I could see it. He never mentioned it but soon was huffing poppers and his hole opened and felt amazing as I got more of my dick inside him. I fuck him for eight to ten minutes and shot my load in him as I said, Fuck what a hot little ass you have! I pulled out and began to clean up and he must have cleaned up a little and got dressed and dashed out of the bathroom so I could not see who he was. Going to have to stop her again and see if he is up for another load. I grabbed the condom and tossed it in the trash on the way out and headed to work. My dick remained semi hard most of the day. I really wanted that sweet little hole again. I decided I would leave work early and head back to the glory hole. When I pulled up this cute little jock was leaving the bathroom and I wondered if he had just gotten off or taken a load. Fuck if only I had gotten here earlier. I entered and went to the stall. I was in the same stall and I saw a foot of a guy in a loafer tap. I leaned forward and could see this guy was in his mid-30’s wearing a tie and dress shirt and good looking. I stood up and adjusted my dick and watched the hole as he got on his knees and put out his tongue. I brought my dick over and rested it on his tongue and he licked and tried to suck my dick but it was just out of range to suck but he could lick and I pulled the skin so he could dock my foreskin with his tongue and taste my pre-cum and the boy a fucked earlier. The guy tongued and licked and nibbled on my foreskin and I rewarded him with a few inches of my cock so he could taste more of that boy’s ass still on my dick. He pulled off my dick and spit and then I hear him huffing poppers and then he got back to sucking deep and the guy could suck some dick and before I knew it I was ready to blow another load and shot right down his neck, four ropes and then he sucked my dick till I softened and I pulled back and zipped up and left now saying a word I got back to my car and knew I had time to go home, grab a bite, see what was up on BBRT (wanted to hear from Chris) and shower and put on some comfortable clothes. Traffic was light, so I made it home and had time to sign on to BBRT and grab a bite and head back to see who was on. I scrolled down and found the message from Chris. It read: Dude, thanks for the hot little slut you gave me last night. I fucked and had a few buddies over and we DP him all night and I even worked my fist up his ass by the end of the night with a few more party favors. Anytime you need a whore broken I am up for it. Dan left about an hour ago and missed work. Not sure if you will hear from him again but if you do, I want another run at him. Fuck that sounds amazing, wish I had thought about double penetrating Dan when he was there. I wonder if I will see that slut at the park anytime soon. I emailed him telling him it was too bad I missed it, I would have double penetrated Dan and would be hot as fuck to see him get fisted with all the poz cum in him. I am going to check on our little hottie in a few days and see if I can get him to come out and play. I decided to wait to text Dan and give him a little more time but not too much as he should be getting the fuck flu in 10 days or so. I instead text Brian to make sure he was still up for going. Brian text back right away that he was on the way and would be there in 20 minutes. I text him, wait for me do not suck any dick before I get there. If you are lucky, we can get you a straight boy to fuck and breed like last time. I cleaned up and brushed my teeth and headed out the door to the park. When I arrive, there was Brian as cute as ever in a pair of joggers and a t-shirt. I walked right by him then text him to wait for a guy to come in and follow him. It was not but three minutes and an older guy early 40’s came in in work out clothes like he was headed to the gym but stopped by to see if there was any action. He seemed nervous as he came up to the stall next to me. I had not pissed so I started to and he watched as my dick began to grow even as I was pissing. He could not help himself his dick was getting hard, in walked Brian and the guy tried to conceal his lust and Brian walked to the stall in between and pulled out his dick but he did not piss and he just started to jack his dick and straight guy relaxed and began doing the same. Brian soon turned and got on his knees and the guy looked at me and hesitantly presented Brian with his thick drawling cock. Brian licked the head and sucked it and the man moaned. He closed his eyes as Brian took more of his cock in his mouth and sucked his big dick, I rubbed his chest and pinched his nipple and he moaned and whimpered as I rubbed his left tit. He finally opened his eyes and moved hie right hand to Brian’s head and he began pressing his head down on his big cock as he looked into my eyes with lust. He looked like he was getting close so I leaned in and kissed him as he fucked Brian’s mouth and a minute late he moaned in my mouth and broke the kiss as he came down Brian’s neck and the kid kept sucking that big dick and tasting all that cum and the guy pulled his dick out and shorts up and walked out. Brian turned to suck my dick and I said boy, not yet. Still trying to find you a hot young straight jock to fuck. Go back out and sit on the picnic table and wait. Brian got up but seemed disappointed and headed out with a tent in his shorts. He sat there for a few minutes and an older guy yet, had to be early 50’s came in and went to the same Urinal, Brian did not wait and headed in. This dude was 6’3 200 pounds and built, he definitely worked out and he fished out what seemed like a huge dick. He did not show it and took a piss but when Brian came in, he smiled at the boy and pulled back enough so you could see his long dick, had to be 10 inches. Brian stared at it and the older man reached down and grabbed hold of Brian’s dick and started to jack it and leaned in kissed Brian. He clearly was here for this little slut, my little slut. He then pushed Brian down to his knees and fed him his big cock. Brian struggled and gagged on it as he leaned in and we kissed. Brian sucked and gagged all over that guys dick and then he pulled out and motioned for Brian to suck my leaking dick. Brian turned around and the guy helped him up, so he was no longer on his knees and was standing bend over sucking my dick and he pulled down Brian’s shorts and started eating his tight little pussy. He ate his cunt for five minutes and jacked his dick and then stood up as I turned Brian around the guy said one day very soon, I am going to be balls deep in that ass. For now, get over her and suck a load out of me. Brian complied and sucked and swallowed that dick and a few minutes later he shot his nut in the boy’s mouth as Brian swallowed and sucked the guys cum. The guy then pulled out and pulled a card from his wallet and handed it to Brian. It had his number and 10 on it. He leaned in and kissed Brian and told him he should text him soon! Brian looked up at me and I said boy you are doing a really good job, that is two loads you swallowed. Hand me that card and go out on the bench again. Young skater guy came in standing 5’11 sleeve of tats on one arm and lean and he came in and almost immediately after in comes Brain. I could tell he thought this guy was hot. Brian was watching the guy play with his dick and Brian reached over and held it and started to jack his dick as it grew to 8 inches and thick as fuck. I knew this was the guy, I was going to take one of their asses tonight either the skater or Brian’s tonight. The skater guy maybe harder to turn than Dan but I am always up for a challenge. He was fully hard, and Brian’s hand just fit around it and the Skater dude said, fucking suck it fag. Brian did not hesitate and go ton his knees and suck on the Skaters dick. After Brian spend some time on his dick, the guy moved his head to mine and said fag, suck his dick while I check out your ass. He pulled him up like the older guy had and pulled down his shorts and felt his hairless ass and said, nice boy! Then he smacked his has hard and that startled Brian and he tried to pull of my dick, and I held him in place and the guy did it again. Brian’s right ass check was red as hell. The guy took his finger and slide in in Brian’s crack and the smelled it and said good slut, and then he got down and began to eat the boy’s hole. While he was eating that little ass, I heard talking outside and warned everyone that we may not be alone. The skater dude hopped up and tucked his prick back in his pants and fastened them and Brian pulled his shorts and undies and I tucked my dick away all the same time and Walked around Brian and said to the Skater, if he wanted to finish with the boy at my place it is round the corner. I was not sure he would come but Brian rubbed his dick through the fabric and Skater boy said I am in. I was surprised when he asked for the address and said he would meet us there, he walked off to his car and I knew it very well may just be the two of us and I could start breaking him in but would prefer to wait till the day before or day off the gang fuck to take his cherry but tonight he just may get deflowered. When we got back I made Brian and drink and put a stronger dose of G in it and he sucked it down, I told him he had become a great cock sucker and how hot it was to see him swallow those two loads. He smiled and said it was hot, he loved it. The guy seems to love eating your ass, do you like how that feels? You could see the G starting to take hold and his focus was shifting but he was able to say that felt amazing. Before our buddy gets here let me show you something, He was wabbly so I steadied him and helped him in the bathroom and got out an enema and set him down on the toilet and hooked it up to the shower and then grabbed some lube and lifted Brian up and told him to push down his shorts and he did and I lubed up that little pucker so fucking tight that boy and worked the enema tube inside him and filled him with water and then set him on the toilet and I heard more water squirt out and I cleaned up the tub with a bag and tied it off and helped Brian steady himself and pull up his short and he said thank you. Not sure for what but great. I positioned him on the sofa with his face on a pillow and his ass exposed and I took a drink out to the front and looked and skater boy was pacing out front seemingly trying to decide if he wanted to come in so I went out and handed him his drink. He grabbed it and downed it and said let’s do this, is the fag inside? I said yes, he is ready for you if you want to go on up and start eating that little ass. He then walked up and went in and I followed as he went right over to the boy’s ass and started to spread his checks and finger the hole and then he started eating that little cunt. He re-positioned him a few times first pushing his right leg up to get in deeper and then his left leg. He eventually had his legs on the couch and his ass back tonging that little hole. He pulled out some lube and lubed up his little hole and slide a finger inside him. He finger fucked him and Brian moaned and then he slides another inside him. Brian was moaning and then he pulled out what I knew as a rock and slide in into Brian and he stopped moaning and yelped a little. He got up and pulled off his clothes exposing this beautiful ass and his dick was mad thick and hard as a rock. He grabbed a ball gag, I later found out he used it which chicks once he had them flying to bread them open and keep them from screaming for help. He then grabbed some rope and tied Brian’s hands behind his back not they he could do much anyway and he lubed up his dick and Brian’s ass and pressed hi head against that little hole and turned and smiled at me and said fuck this is going be hot. He pressed his dick and could not get him to open and then he changed angle and he finally pulled out and said he is tighter than anything I have ever fucked. He slides two back in him and finger fucked him, and I grabbed some poppers and put them under Brian’s noise and made him inhale. Brian looked so innocent and I knew I could stop it all and save his little ass, but I wanted to watch this skater dude rape his ass. Skater said that is working, he got his third finger up Brian’s ass. Skater dude leaned in and bite Brian on the back and then pulled out his fingers and slapped the kids ass both right and left till they were ready and he lined up his dick and said Poppers, I went over and fed Brian poppers and he pushed his dick and I heard a pop and Brian made a terrible sound and a tear ran down his check. Skater had only been able to get three inches in and pulled out and smacked his ass some more and Then he shoved his dick in with his weight and got another two, he pulled out and smacked the boys ass and then again and got it almost all the way in and after one more beating of his ass he was able to tear through Brian’s ring and said fuck that is one amazing ass. I hard Brian scream behind the ball gag and then Skater said dude, do you have a wet towel the boy busted his cherry on my dick. I went and got him a wet hand towel and a large bath towel. When I got back there was Skater dude spitting on Brian and telling him what a worthless fag he was. It was hot seeing how much this straight guy liked tormenting Brian. He pulled out his dick and whipped it clean with the wet towel and it was all bloody and then he cleaned Brian up. When he finished Brian started to move like he was going to stand up or protect his ass by turning over but Skater Just put his hand on the boys back and pushed him back into place. He turned to me and said, where is your bedroom lets take him back there. I turned and he grabbed Brian and picked him up and carried him into the bedroom and laid him on the bed and pushed him up to the headboard and told him to stay there. Skater went back to the living room and reappeared with two more cords and Brian had complied and stayed in place and Skater tied his legs to the headboard and smacked his ass. He turned to me and said, if you want that ass before it is all broken it you should take it now. I did not hesitate, my dick was leaking precum watching all this and I got in between his spread ass and rubbed my leaking cock on that tender torn up hole and slowly pressed in as his hole opened up around my cock. The resistance was little, but he was still tight, it felt amazing. I slowly slide all the way into him and pulled out and again but a little faster and Brian started to moan. I fucked him for ten to twelve minutes and I started to feel my ball boil and I knew I as going to dump a huge load in him and three more minutes of harder fucking and I shot deep in Brian. Left my dick in there for a while and gently pulled it out and said her you go to Skater who was smoking joint waiting his turn. That is some good shit isn’t it said Skater and as I pulled back and grabbed a towel to clean off he placed a pillow at Brian’s head and tapped his check and he said boy you are going to need this. My dick was instantly hard again knowing that my charged load was deep in Brian and this Skater dude was going to tear up that hot little ass and hate fuck him had me dripping precum again. He got in place and shoved his dick in Brian who yelped under the ball gag and proceeded to fuck him hard and deep and after ten minute he shot a lot a load in him but kept fucking him and soon worked up load number two and shot it deep in the boy. He pulled out and grabbed the same towel and cleaned up and without a word went and got dressed and came back in. I had already gotten in place and was fucking his cum filled hole when he unfastened Brian’s legs, his ball gag and hands and turned to me and said thanks for letting me use your place to take that fucking sweet cherry. Enjoy and out the door he went. Brian just seemed relieved that he was gone. I knew he needed to go home yet, so I did not party him up more but that would have been fun. I fucked him as he moaned and whimpered under me and shot another toxic load in him. I got up and told him to follow me to the shower. I washed him up and made out with him and told him how hot he was and that I wanted to watch him suck off a few more cocks if he was up to it. He said he was and we got dressed and went back to the park and when we got there, I could see a tall man at the stall and I had bring follow me in and he went to the middle stall of urinals and I watched as Brian reached out to grab the guys dick, the guy had to be mid-fifties tall and lean and he soon turned toward Brian and he got on his knees and started sucking the guys dick as I encouraged him. The guy was packing 8” and he grabbed Brian’s head and pulled him down on his dick till Brian could not breath and then let him up. Suck that fucking dick boy, I can tell you need a Daddy Load. Brian sucked away and every minute or so the guy would grab Brian’s head and fuck it and make him gag and then Brian would pull off and go back to sucking. The guys breathing was getting heavy and he soon grabbed Brian like he had many times before but this time he did not let go till he shot his load deep down Brian’s neck. He pulled out of Brian and tucked his dick back in his pants and said boy you will get back just keep practicing. He then patted him on the head and walked out the door. Brian turned to suck my dick and he was two minutes in and I hard someone walking so I had him get up. In walked this tall black man, he went over to the stall and pulled out his dick and pissed. I could not tell how old he was, but he was well built, and he stayed after his piss and jacked his dick. Brian watched and he turned to Brian and I pushed him at the shoulders to remind him what he was there for. Brian had obviously never thought about sucking a black dick and had frozen at the site of this thick 10-inch dick. I reached up to see if the poppers were still there and thank god they were. Brian seemed to need them, I put them under his nose and made him take four hits each side and his hesitation dissipated, and he opened his mouth and started sucking on that huge dick. Brian sucked and swallowed that big dick and the black guy encouraged him and soon Brian had it halfway down his throat and the guy was loving it. The guy pulled his dick out and pulled Brian up and kissed him and then said come to my van. It will be more comfortable, and he proceeded to lead Brian to the van and as I was following, he said only the boy. Brian turned I motioned for him to text me and he follow this beast of a man to an industrial Van and when he opened it I could see he had it set up with a mattress in the back and I knew Brian was going to take another huge dick. I left knowing that he would be well taken care of and have his first experience with a black man.

eventually john and mom got married - they lasted together for almost 20 years.. He was in his 80s when he passed. So they were together from time i was like 40 But i had sucked his cock at the vid store for a couple of years before that.. So he was in his early 60s i think first time i wrapped my lips around his cock. It was a huge cock, and i loved hearing him to get mom to talk about it.. As they are in the xxx theater, he's asking questions to her that he already knows the answers to. but wants everyone there to hear them.. Was your first husband white? How big was his dick? Was it a lot smaller than mine? Could he make you orgasm with that tiny white dick? How often did he fuck you? Did you pussy get all dried up from lack of action? Talk like this made my dick rock hard. What mom didn't know about dad, was that he was a cock sucker too. Saw him multiple times with Jesse, the older Black nieghbor who I was also sucking. Though my ass was never made for fucking, seeing dad take Jesses' cock in his ass was something I'll never forget.. Why didn't mom and dad share their dark secrets with each other? They could have had lots of fun together but instead kept secrets from each other. Funny, how both of them sought out Black men to satisfy their urges. But back to John, it's pretty amazing how I would still suck his cock, at the house.. at the vid stores... i remember one time, he brought my mom, in her 60s to the vid store again. he left her on the couch with a group of men. She was sucking cock, getting fucked.. and though he told her he was going to the bathroom, he had me on my knees taking his load in the dark room just feet away from her. Another time, the first time he let her see a guy suck his cock... he had this small dick white guy sucking his dick. and eventually eating out her cum filled pussy.. told him he made a good cuck... said to her thats what her first husband ( my dad) should have been made to do.

I've only been pissed on once without a warning. I had met this str8 married guy online and agreed to meet him at a public park nearby to suck him off in the bathroom. He wouldn't send any pics but told me I wouldn't be disappointed. He got there early and let me know what single use stall he was in and I made my way over there and walked in and locked the door. He was hot, mid 30's, tall, athletic build and very handsome... I got down on my knees in front of him ready to suck his dick and he opened his pants, pulled out a beautiful dick and then proceeded to piss all over me - hair, face, chest, pants, shoes, everything was drenched. After he finished pissing, he pulled up his pants zipped up and walked out, leaving me drenched in his piss. I never go to suck his cock. I had to walk out and then get in my car completely drenched in piss. At first I was a little upset but the more I thought about it, the more it turned me on. I went back online to look for him and his profile had been deleted.

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

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. This is a fictional story. It never happened and any similarity to any real life happenings is coincidence. The Laundry Room I'm a dick. I know it. I'm selfish, cocky, good looking and always horny. My name is Craig and I'm definitely an alpha. I spend a lot of time in the gym and always have. I'm not a huge muscle guy, but what I have is a ripped body with a six pack, thick muscled legs, biceps to die for and the best part, almost eight inches of ass wrecking uncut dick. I'm a mixed race mutt just like both of my parents with just about every ethnicity in my DNA. I stand six foot tall and while I shave my head because I like the look, I've been letting my beard grow out during this confinement. I've got some hair on my chest which I used to shave, but I let it grow back when I got close to my recent 30th birthday. I'm not into relationships, I just need a guy to fuck on my terms and have never fucked the same guy more than three times. Usually, thats not a problem but with this stupid virus, everyone is staying home and not filling the bars, clubs and bath houses where I usually find my prey. The shit show got worse when I realized I had let my meds get too low and when I called to get them refilled, the docs weren't very helpful. No meds without lab tests and no lab tests without a visit to the doc. And "we can't see patients right now" was their reply. So there I was at the beginning of the outbreak and the bottle was empty. Each day without the pills, I got hornier and wondered how long it was going to take before I was a toxic fuck again. I worked from home, like the rest of my group when the "stay at home" order came. The occasional video conference kept me focused on work, but after dinner my mind turned to getting off. The first few weeks were filled with downloaded porn scenes and my right hand. Week three had me ordering a new keyboard since a few keys didn't work right anymore and were sticking badly from too many cum splats seeping in. I popped up a few apps on my phone to see who was around and was surprised how many guys were hunting for dick while "staying at home." I even updated my profiles, changing "undetectable" to "ask me." "Damn, a few are really close. They must be in my building" I thought. I flipped through, just looking the first night. I usually didn't want to hookup with guys in the building since I didn't want them stalking me if things went bad or they wanted more than I was willing to do. Now, though, the bar was lowered and as a couple more days passed I just needed a tight ass to fuck. Even the weather dude on the TV was looking pretty good. I grabbed my laundry bag and headed down to the laundry room. I tossed a couple loads in the washer and headed back up to my condo. I read some news and even tried watching some weird series on Netflix and then my alarm went off. Down to the laundry room I went and moved my clothes into the dryer. After I started it, I turned to go back up and I saw a guy sitting in one of the chairs. I was about to head down the next aisle (social distancing, you know) to get to the door when I saw him lick his lips and flick his finger over his nips that were clearly showing through his tight t-shirt. His phone was in his other hand and I saw him poking the screen with it. I looked again and realized he looked similar to one of the guys on one of the apps or sites I had been hitting. My phone was in the front pocket of my jeans and I felt it buzz. He smiled as I reached in and pulled it out. "Hot" was the message I saw on the screen. I opened the app up and saw the profile and yeah, it was the same guy. I quickly read "26, 5'8", 137lbs, pure Italian otter, vers btm" from the first line of his profile. His face had the same scruff and gleeming white teeth as one of the app pics. I walked over and stopped about six feet away and rubbed my crotch through my sweat pants. He gave a wicked grin and set his phone down before waiting another second. He lunged forward and landed on his knees in front of me, pushing my hand out of the way and he felt my hardening cock with his thin fingers. The more he squeezed, the harder my dick got until it popped out of the top of my jockstrap and sweats. His hand stopped and then in one quick move he tugged both down, letting my cock lay on his outstretched tongue. The guy looked up at me, his eyes pleading with me to let him suck my cock. I'm not sure why he was asking permission now since I hadn't stopped him, or even said anything to him, up to now. I reached my hand down and cupped it behind his head and pulled him a little closer. He took the hint and engulfed my cock with his lips and started to blow me. I kept my hand on the back of his head, following it as he slowly bobbed on the thick shaft, taking it further each time. His tongue and lips were working my cock over and while I usually try to stifle any moans when I'm getting sucked, he was getting me close to letting one out since he was so good. He spent a few more minutes nursing on my cock and I kept my eye on the door in case someone else came in. He was hidden by the row of washing machines, but I still didn't want to get caught. My cock kept nudging the back of his throat and he didn't seem to want to go any deeper, but I know how good a guy's throat can feel around my cock. I waited a few more times and then as he went down I pulled his head down on my cock. He let out a yell which was quickly muffled as my cock forced it's way into his throat. I got it part way in and held him there a few seconds before pulling on his hair and off my dick. He gasped for air and then I pushed him back down. I got him a little deeper this time and moved my other hand down, grabbing his curly dark hair with each fist. This time, I held his head still and rocked my hips, fucking his mouth slowly. He struggled at first but after a dozen thrusts it got easier to plow my cock into his throat. A dozen more strokes and I had my balls hitting his chin and his nose against my pubes. My cock was coated with his spit and throat slime and I could feel it drip off my balls on to the floor. I pulled his head back, almost off my cock and I heard him mumble something right before I shoved my cock back into his throat. Counting up to ten, I pulled him all the way off and looked down at him, his face was flushed and saliva was dripping off his chin. "Fuck me" he said quietly. "What?" I asked firmly. "Please fuck me" he repeated, louder this time. I grabbed his arm and pulled him to his feet. Standing face to face, I looked down into his eyes and said "I only fuck bare and I don't pull out." He looked back at me and nodded and I kept my stare. I wanted to hear him say it. After a few more awkward moments he finally said "I don't care. It's been a month and I need to get fucked bad." My cock twitched and was drooling precum. I pushed him against the closest washer and bent him over. I pulled his basketball shorts down and watched them hit the floor. Gently, I kicked his legs wider before spitting in my hand. I rubbed the spit over his hairy hole and pushed it inside with my finger. Spitting in my hand again, I added some more and forced it in with a pair of fingers. That was all he was gonna get for lube. I dragged my spit covered cock along the crack that was slightly spread open from my fingers. Pressing the tip to his ring, I grabbed his hips and added some pressure. My cock was leaking and soon it started to slide inside. He groaned as his outer ring stretched and my cock pushed deeper. Once the first quarter of my dick was inside I paused, giving him a few seconds to get used to the girth. Rocking my hips, I plowed in and out, feeling his chute massage my freshly recharged cock. It had been almost four years since my cock had shot a viral load and I had no idea how potent it was right now. I knew he really needed more lube but I was just as eager to fuck him as he was to be fucked. The way my cock was leaking precum I knew it would only be a few more minutes before he his hole would be nice and sloppy. Plowing in and out, his hole felt just as good as his mouth had earlier. I moved my hands from his hips to his neck which gave better leverage as I pounded him harder. We'd been fucking for about five minutes and I slammed in, battering his inner ring and ground my hips on his ass. My cock fired off a few shots of my special seed, releasing some of the pressure in my balls. I slowly pulled back and then returned pumping my cock in and out. Fucking hard and fast before slowing down and digging my cock in different angles delayed my inevitable full orgasm. He started grunting with each of my thrusts and I could feel his vocalization in my hands that were now wrapped around his neck. I started to pump my cock in faster and suddenly felt his hole spasm around my cock and he yelled out. His orgasm milked my cock and I slammed in a few more times before my cock was flooding his guts with my viral jizz. The jets of hot cum kept coming and I felt it surround my dick. It had been a while since I had shot such a huge load. We stood there for a minute, both of us breathing heavily and covered in sweat. I let go of his neck and saw the imprint of my fingers remain on his now bruised skin. Slowly, I pulled my cock out and watched some of my cum dribble out of his throbbing hole. I gave his ass a firm slap before I pulled my sweats and jock up. My dryer buzzed and I collected my stuff out of it. I walked to the door and when I got there I looked back. He was still bent over the washer with a dazed look in his eyes. "Thanks" I said and headed back to my condo. Once upstairs, I dumped my clean clothes on the bed and folded it. Sitting down at my desk again, I set my phone to the side and checked on messages from work on the laptop. The smell of cum wafted up from my sweats and jock and it was intoxicating. My balls felt really good for the first time in weeks knowing the venom they created went into a hungry ass instead of a cum rag. The phone kept catching my eye and I opened it back up. His profile was still there, staring back at me. I read the whole thing and chuckled when I saw "neg4neg" near the end of the description.

We have a cruzing place here in Redding called Quarts Hill or simply "the hill". Well, one night last summer it was way to hot to sleep... and I was too horny to even think about sleeping... so I decided to go to the hill and see what was there. It was 2 AM. I was not expecting much action; but lust and wanting to breed ass [bareback of course] demanded release of my cum deep into some boy's butt by whatever means necessary. When I got there, I was quite surprised. There were about 15 vehicles there. Among the horny cruisers was a young guy named Tim. Tim is about 24 yo, tall, slender, and very good looking. I had been lusting after Tim's butt for quite a while. Tim was a total tease and he knew it; but this night he was way to horny for his good... <grin> We walked the cruising paths for a bit checking out the action. This only made Tim more horny. We went to the camp area, found a "courtesy" mattress, and got undressed. I was pleasantly surprised that Tim looked hotter than hell naked... tight muscles, sweat glistening in the moon light, a nice thick cock that was no less then 8 inches, and a VERY fuckable tight bubble butt. We began kissing and doing some serious groping of each other. I was kissing his whole body, teasing his nips, and working my way to the stiff cock he was sporting. I sucked on his raging hard-on for a while... all the time playing with his tight hole. He began to moan and rock with each movement of my mouth and hand. I moved down to his ass and began to rim him good. This excited him more, and the moans began to get louder and more lust-filled. I fingered and tongued him for about 30 minutes getting his tight, sweet, ass wet and ready for my massive cock... and the cum that I knew I would soon be blasting in him. I then worked my way back up to his sweet lips. We deep kissed for a while and then Tim headed for my hard cock. When his hot mouth got to my cock, I thought I would explode... but I kept it in. He sucked my stiff pole for a while then straddled me. I began to rim that tight hole again... getting it hot and ready for my surprise gift. Tim was moaning with horned lust and the precum from his cock formed a puddle on my chest . I moved out from under him and got ready to invade that tight hole with my hard 9 incher. Tim pulled out a rubber and gave it to me and said, "I never bareback!!! You want my hole... you have to wear this!". I put the damn rubber on in front of him so he could see that we were gonna be safe... <yea...RIGHT>. As he turned so I could doggie him. I put some lube on his ass and made it look like I was doing the same to my cock... but instead; I slipped the rubber off. His head was down and his tight ass was ready for breeding. I slowly began slipping my hard breeder into him. Tim was in pure lust-heaven moaning like a bitch in heat! I knew I had him. I pushed all of my oozing 9 inches (to my balls) in one long continuous motion into his ass. He was in slut heaven. I then began to rock in and out of him, slow and deep at first, then harder and harder. Tim was really into the heat of the moment. He was moaning loudly and gasping, " Yes... yes... fuck my hole! Fuck me! Fill me up!" I was way too excited and horned so I did just that. I thrust deep in him and held as the first load of my poison jizz filled his ass and knocked him up! He did not notice that I had just came in his ass, so I kept on fucking that tight hole. With a big load of my cum in him, it was easier for my prick to slide in and out with his ass. It seemed to make Tim even more excited now that I could fuck him with ease and getting full penetration in that sweet ass. I began thrusting my cock hard and long... deeper and deeper... working my cum into his blood stream. He was screaming now in total ecstasy... loving each thrust into him and each deep thrust was pounding more seed into him. I fucked him hard, deep, and long for about 20 more minutes... and then I could feel it! I was going to fill his ass again with a second load! I could feel a huge load of cum pour out from my balls. This was going to be an even bigger load of spooge then the first one! I felt it blast deep in his guts. It was a massive load and I almost lost my composure. I didn't want to let him know I was cumming. Tim was in sheer heaven! I could not stop fucking him... his tight ass was way to good and his moans confirmed that stopping was the last thing he wanted me to do. I kept on fucking making Tim squeal in sheer delight for almost 45 minutes!. The sweat of lust-passion soaked us! My third cum load blew deep in his ass once more filling him full of my hot cum. Tim was loving it... completely ignorant of the fact that his tight little ass was now totally bred. I knew as I blew my third load in his ass, that he could not take much more hard fucking. The load I had just pumped into his sweet ass made it super slick and wet. I fucked him even harder and deeper for about 20 minutes more. All this time he had not touched his cock at all. I could feel his ass tighten and his prostrate grow. It felt like a walnut ready to explode. I was about to fuck the cum out of him... he was going to blow without touching himself! I began to pound him harder, making sure that I was hitting his swollen prostate every time as hard as I could.. each time I hit his "hard spot", he would scream...then moan and shudder. Now Tim was screaming, "I'm going to cum!!! I'm going to cum!". Fuck... this was gonna make me blast still another load of spooge in his ass! I was going to wash his guts with my cum as he blew his load... and this time, it was too intense to be quiet. I began to moan and pant and we both started to cum. Tim seemed to pump out his spooge for a long time. Each squirt was massive... blowing hard over his head. Each of his cum blasts sent a stream of cum all the way from his cock... to his belly... to his chest... to his face...to over his head! I noticed that for each squirt of cum he shot... so did I. Tim pulled off my cock and fell on his belly. I pretended to take the rubber off and I threw it out of sight. I laid on him so my last load stayed in his ass where it belonged. We laid there holding and kissing for about an hour. Tim said that no one had ever fucked the cum out of him before. We got dressed and I noticed that from Tim's well-fucked ass, some bloody cum had seeped out... <VERY EVIL GRIN> I met up with Tim many times last summer and repeatedly filled him full of my charged cum. Tim never acknowledged that I had barebacked him. He left to go back to college in September . I did not see him till Christmas when he told me that he was poz and both happy and relieved. He said, "No more fears... no more hesitations to do it all... and no more rubbers... ever again!". He thought he had been infected by a twink in LA... I never told him it might have been me... <eg>

Just got soaked by a guy who’s face I’ve never seen, door on the latch style and it was hot as fuck. he filmed and everything - now to answer the door to the delivery driver soaked in piss 👋😈

Great chapter. I think the idea of Jack being the source of pushing them both together is great. Look forward to the next

just took 4 guys loads back to back to back to back. took all of them in my own apt building, blindfolded in 4 separate apartments on 3 floors. left my apt wearing nothing but TINY shorts with built in jockstrap, shoes and a mask. period. with lube and a blindfold in my hand. interesting thing is 2 of them were on the same floor across the hall from each other so I actually left the first guys place NAKED with the guys load dripping from my sloppy pussy(they were loads #3 and #4) with a blindfold pulled up and my shorts in my hand.had to walk out the door and down the hall to the next door across the hallway then walk in. all 4 guys have fucked me at least a few times each. the first guy I think is an old guy. big cock, takes awhile to cum in me. has fucked me a lot. second guys cock was short but VERY thick, plus he likes to shove his hand in my ass and feed me other guys loads from my hole. Really dirty talker, likes to spit in my face n choke me. third cock was the biggest. long and thick and meaty. fourth guy is his buddy but they don't usually fuck me in the same room. smallest cock of the 4. he said "fuck this sloppy pussy is loose today. l could drive a fucking truck up your ass" then he told me "I wanna fuck you up the ass with a baseball bat" I said "go ahead" he asked if anyones ever done that to me before. I said "lots of times" and he immediately shot his load and said "next time baby" ran into a daddy I know on the elevator after him he asked me if I was having fun today.when I said yes he said"how many?" I held up 4 fingers he stuck his hand down my pants n shoved 2 fingers up my ass and said "I don't have time now but come by tonight and I will give you more" then he got me to suck his fingers clean before I got off the elevator. best part about being a cumdumpster in the gay village, more than a dozen guys from my own building have been up in my guts and inseminated me.

Jarod is one of my top 5 fantasy porn stars I would love to mount and load seeds into

@losolent your imagination is running wild with this story, and to weave Jack back in, especially loved that bit.

YES, YES, YES – I love this story, and now I can do my late shift at work today without worrying about Conrad and Harry. But then it’s Simon and his heath, Adam and Jam, that asshole Joshua, and most likely something more. All your stories have been great, but this is even better.

I think in your case I would take a couple of Imodium once you’ve finished douching. 3 hours between your last douche and actually meeting the guy is quite a long time, and I can understand why you don’t want to re-douche once you get to his (it’s a bit of a boner-killer). I’ve been in similar situations to yours, and only recently started doing the Imodium thing: it’s really helped- I haven’t had any trouble since. Not something I would want to do every day coz it messes up your natural ‘flow’, but once in a while should be okay. Changing your diet and introducing some extra fibre in the form of a supplement isn’t a bad idea either... Some guys here will recommend a full ‘deep’ clean before you go, and while that would certainly do the trick, I rarely have 2 or 3 hours to spare beforehand, and frankly don’t think I could be bothered to go to all that effort for a single fuck, no matter how good. Generally I use a bulb douche like you do, though I also include a dildo or butt plug in my routine, just to tease out anything that might be lurking a little bit deeper.

Great story!

Broke one of my own rules. Made a hook up through A4A. Didn't leave my wallet in the car. While hooking up someone when through my wallet and took my cards. Was smart and didn't take the wallet just the cards. Fortunatly I have pretty good fraud detection. So remember guys, nothing bu you and a burn phone into a hook up. You never know what might happen while you're distracted.

Have yet to make my way inside a bathhouse as of yet.... However i do like the local ABS w/ GH's. Sometimes i find myself outside in the lot presuming my cock hard and wet before i walk in. Today, i went to the 'new' place in Providence. Walked in, paid went about my business. I threw on some bareback POV and tranny porn while stroking waiting for a 'hole'... After a few mins i was surprised to see a thick cock slide into my room through the GH. I went down to my knees poppered up and went to town. Tongue and lips all around the shaft and head till he pull away and zipped up. Next thing i know he's opening my door, walked in and took out the think meaty rod. 50s gray hair well dressed older guy.. YES! back to business. He blew in my mouth and that was me, swallowing my first load in a GH/ABS scene. Few mins later another cock is at the hole ready for me. This is the first time i have ever had more than once cock in a setting before. With these poppers I'm flying high and love this cock, PS its uncut - first time for that too... so i pulled that load out of his cock, much longer than the first guy but not as thick around still, cum was cum.....i jerked for a little while after the 2nd load. A mixed race dude puts his cock into the adjacent GH to my room and i begin helping him get real hard. This guy was thick and lock. I have never bottomed before but thats what i was thinking of while deep throating him... he pulled away and came into my booth. I sucked for about 10 mins before he mumbled something and just left...i stood there high af, looking for more dick with my door propped - nothing....i packed up grab my popper and left my booth. I saw the hall was empty and only one other booth in use, door cracked... i walked down and in and saw a naked 40s something rock hard with work boots on jerking to backback porn. I asked if he needed help and there i was on my knees again. Huge 10" and thick all around. Slurped that load right out and swallowed.....3 loads total swallowed and i didn't get to cum myself. Now typing this with slight blue balls =, i may have to go back later on...

Had a busy Labor Day weekend, went on a slut rampage through town. Few of the stories. Sept. 4 - grindr find. Married uncut 6’ cock. Went to his house. He sucked my limp cock for a bit until I dropped to my knees and it was my turn. Started licking the shaft, working down, felt as his cock grew in my throat. Then I flipped over on his couch, Just slipped down my pants, shoes still on, and only a couple of pumps before he blasted his load in my hole. I was wearing gf’s thong and felt the cum leak out soaking the cloth as I drove home. Sept. 5 - 10am Started early and went over to the bald, fat grandpa, 64yr. Climbed his stairs and dropped to my knees. He shoved his cock in my mouth and I started sucking and gaggin. Holding my head down has he fucked the back of my throat. Then I laid on his bed, my legs open in the air. He slid his little cock in me and started pumping. After a couple minutes he blasted his load in me and I quickly left. Sept. 5 - 2pm, got hit up by a bbc staying at a hotel in poughkeepsie. Made an excuse to leave the house and went down there. Guy had tats and a 8-9in uncut cock. Started on my knees, with his huge cock already semihard. Soon he flipped me over, my pretty hole already lubed with the old guys cum. He fucked me slow and deep at first before picking up speed. My pussy made sloppy wet noises as he pounded my gaping hole. Went ass to mouth a few times, before he took the condom off and fucked me raw. Had my legs bent back and was punching my guts. I started milking him, flexing my cunt as hard as I could with my ass wrapped tightly around his throbbing cock. That sent him over the edge and he flooded me with his three day load. *Sept 6 - 1am. Bbrt. Arranged to meet this black 47 yr old undetectable monster cock. Neither of us could host so we ended up meeting behind this dollar store. We walked back a lil ways and I dropped to my knees. His cock already fully hard. I could barely get half the monster in my mouth. Before long I was bent over at the waist holding my toes while my sloppy pussy was in the air ready to accept what came next. He slide balls deep first thrust, then went from there pounding my hole to ruin. Very public, could see us in the moonlight from the parking lot and road. Felt like a jack hammer to the guts. The top was verbal, yelling for me to take his cock and slapping my ass. When I didn’t think I could stand much longer he yelled out whether I wanted that seed. I moaned in acceptance, barely able to make a sound besides a whimper as he ravaged my hole. He wasted no time and released that nut deep in my cunt. Still pounding as he fucked it deeper. Went back home after that with cum coating my thighs and my hole blasted. Till next time...

I know it shouldn't be such a turn-on, but it is! Hopefully there won't be a long wait to read the next part 🥰

You're trash

I have been out all day, barely dressed, being the dirty whore I am. took a few pump n dump loads in guys apt then met a guy from online to take his load out in the open at a popular cruising spot. got naked on my hands and knees and a guy who I think was the guy I went to meet fucked me doggystyle on the ground. there were several cars parked around so I walked around and whenever I came across a guy I got on my knees. most of them came up to me and pulled out their cock so I could suck it then stripped me naked n fucked me right where they found me. one particular dirty regular fucked me in a pile of trash on the ground and kept telling me I was trash just like the stuff underneath me. he also spit huge wads in my face while he fucked me naked and dirty on my back. he even called me a worthless piece of shi1. was walking around with cum dripping down my left leg and a wet spot on my tiny shorts with only a built in jockstrap. one guy said "a boy who looks like you, dresses like you and walks like you can only be in a place like this for one reason" I said "really? what do I look like, how am I dressed and how do I walk?" he said "you look like a fuckboy, dress like a faggot and walk like a cumdump. you're clearly her to get fucked" I said yes sir. he said "I like it when sluts make it obvious. I knew I was gonna breed you as soon as I saw you"the pic is the cum dripping from my ass

Absolutely transfixed by this story. Loving, passionate, teary, lustful and just a right dash of dirty. You sir, are a gifted storyteller. I feel so drawn to the characters and never want it to end. That’s said definitely understand the time and energy such storytelling requires. Deeply appreciated kind sir!

. Though I got with him multiple times at the xxx vid store - he told me he was going to bring her to the vid store one night, even though she wasn't too eager about it. I got there before they did, and patiently waited. He had her sitting on a couch and I made sure she didn't see me. Figured that would totally make her want to leave. From where i was watching, there was a group of men near them, some already stroking their cocks. Then he stood her up and helped her take off her dress. He started eating her pussy right in front of everyone.. Couple guys reached in and touched her breasts. He told them to play nice and not get too aggressive.. Then he had her sit back on the couch, and got on top of her and put his Big Black Cock inside her. She was moaning and again one guy came from back of couch to reach over and fondle her breasts. John pulled out, and pointed to another Black man, and told him to come closer and let the guy fuck my mom. He did this with a couple of other guys, all Black. I got a lot closer to where i was standing behind the couch. She couldnt see me there but I could everything up close.. Watching them shoot their loads in her was amazing.. Knowing she was taking possible dirty toxic loads in her pussy was so hot. One Black guy came up behind me, and pushed me down to the ground on my knees. He unloaded in my mouth as i stroked my cock. after that, i continued to watch mom and john, until she put on her dress and they left. I stayed around and sucked a few more,.. including John, when he snuck back in the store "to look for his watch"

Part 3.1 I was not sure how I would make that happen but somehow, he needed to be ready or some other guy to take poz nut on Saturday Night at 8-whenever. I had not put the ball gag in when I was out putting two more slashes on Dan’s ass, but I had given him another bump. Soon I hard a knock, he said he would tell me when he was on the way but here, he was. He opened the door and fuck this guy looked like a model. Great body and hot face, hot as fuck. He must be friends with the muscle guy from group, he walked over and smiled as he saw the slashes on Dan’s ass, and he seems to love the tats and he even founds the wedding ring. He unbuckled his pants and dropped them and lifted Dan’s head and fed him the most beautiful 9-inch-thick uncut dick. He slowly let Dan suck his dick and he pulled out and said, bet you are a good little ass muncher, aren’t you? He turned around and spread his large hairless bubble butt and held Dan’s head up and pressed it back on his face. The blonde model spread his checks and moaned and told Dan what a hot little mouth he had. I came out and Jacked my dick while I watched them and then went over and unfastened Dan from the fuck bench and I said lets go to the bedroom and I locked the door and he helped me get Dan up and we guided him to the bedroom and Laid him on the bed and Chis I later fond out at on his face and let Dan Rim him and I lifted his legs and Dan held them while I fucked his loosened pussy and added my load after ten minutes and then traded places with Chris and he fucked the shit out of Dan while I had him clean my cock and sat on his face again. I leaned forward and so did Chris and we made out while my ass was being eaten and he was fucking the tatted up straight boy. We made out and soon Chris came in his ass, he pulled out and fed his cock to Dan and then asked if he could have him. I said you want him, sure Chris said. I need a little toy to play with. I told him it was late, and I had no idea what I was going do with him so yea, I could help him get Dan to his car. Turned out he drove a delivery van so getting Dan into it was easy and Chris thanked me and drove off. I recalled I had not gotten any info from Chris before he drove off so I hit him up on BBRT and said to keep in touch and let me know what all happens with the straight boy. I crashed after rubbing out one more load thinking about his hot neg ass taking all that charged cum and the idea it all started with that little boy who I still need to fuck! Soon enough, bet I could get him to the party in Dan’s place! I crashed with a smile on my face for the first time in a long time.

I think I only made it to the Chicago Eagle once (I was a Sidetrack Ho... give me my showtunes!) but did get to Man’s Country quite a few times in my last few years in Chicago. That was where I was fucked by the biggest dick I’ve ever had (from memory... a skinny black guy with an enormous cock. I would guess he was over 10 inches but obviously didn’t measure). He choked me with his cock but I was struggling to take him. When he started manuevering to fuck me, I was terrified (he was too big I thought)... but he did a kind of corkscrew manuever and slid right in. I was in shock... and in major lust. I would have married that man... too bad I never got his name. LOL. The other thing I remember about Man’s Country is that it is one of the places that I may have been pozzed. I had lost a lot of weight and was enjoying my new attractiveness. Well, attractiveness may be the wrong word. I was still not attractive enough to get picked up at Sidetrack very often.. but I was attractive enough that people would happily fuck me in a bathhouse. I’m not sure if that was where my pozzing happened, but there were a lot of potential candidates.

Part 7 - The Winters Frost Conrad crept out of the house for the fifth morning running the cold dampness of the air assaulting him and not helping his mood. His parents were still coming to terms with the news he broke to them the weekend previously, Eddie his father was unable to speak to him explaining he needed time to think and understand the enormity of this. It didn't help matters that both Charlie and Joshua were going away for a few months returning in early March on their first tour of duty. Broken and missing Joshua badly they had become close both as friends and fuck buddies, this lead to Conrad deciding that he couldn't go on living in deceit like he had been. It was hard enough admitting to himself about his sexuality then coming out to his parents just made things worse, Jack was the only one he could and needed to talk to but he had not been answering his phone. He just needed to get today over with at college then we go up to the manor. The things that now played on his mind all boiled down to sex with men, he never thought he would miss sex so much with Joshua and he was finding it distracting and lonely. His phone rang and Conrad picked it up forming a big grin on his face answering it. "Hello Josh" Conrad said "how are you?". "Alright sexy how are you?" Joshua asked hoping Conrad was feeling good. Conrad sighed down the phone "I'm fine Josh, be even better if you were in bed with me". They chatted a while until Joshua needed to end the call "I miss you and want to make sure you are okay" Joshua said seeking clarification again. "Better now I have spoken to you, have a great time stuck with all those sailors" Conrad said giggling but in truth feeling even more down. Joshua hung up the phone and looked up the barracks from his seat in the grounds, he was still racked with guilt after their fir sexual encounter, he never meant to but found he couldn't withdraw quickly enough. Doing it once by accident he could accept, but the passion that took over them both rendered any thought of condoms in the subsequent times they met. Mostly he managed to pull out only then did he think he saw the disappointment etched on Conrad's face. Conrad loved the feeling of Joshua's orgasm the few times he had remained inside when ejaculating during the middle of the night when they both woke up aroused. Joshua looked over to the gym hall and saw Charlie exiting through the doors having finished his workout, standing up he put on a brave face and walked over to join him heading back to the dorm room to finish packing. Joshua was a ticking time bomb, one that was about to implode on himself yet alone sending out shock waves that Conrad would be unable to hide or take cover from. Having never been tested he didn't know for definite but had fooled around at home with some very dodgy characters in his past and knew he had taken at least two toxic loads up him. By evening Conrad returned home dropping his things off and heading up to the manor and down to the greenhouse but it seemed like no one had been there all week. He daren't go up to the manor itself without an invitation. He turned the light on and tidied things up and cleaned the tools that Jack was usually so meticulous in keeping spotless. "What are you doing here?" Simon asked frightening the living daylights out of Conrad "sorry" he apologised. Conrad put the tools down "I wanted to speak to Jack and hoped he would be here" he replied. Simon nodded "He is at the house in bed" he replied with a tinge of sadness "he will be happy to see you". Conrad put the tools down "Is he sick again?" he asked concerningly. "Yes" Simon replied looking a him "You seem out of sorts Conrad everything all right?" he asked. "Sort of" Conrad replied blinking back tears "can I talk with you after I see Jack please?". Simon shifted on his feet feeling uncomfortable not wanting to handle peoples baggage "Please Simon" Conrad begged. Simon smiled "Yes of course do you want to stay for dinner?" he asked Conrad waiting for him to finish. Conrad half smiled "I would love to thank you Simon". They walked up to the manor where Simon took Conrad's coat and showed him to Jack's room. Jack smiled seeing Conrad and complaining that Simon was fussing way to much now he was on the mend. They spent an hour catching up before Jack dozed off and Conrad left him to rest going back downstairs to the lounge where Simon was waiting. "Is he alright?" Conrad asked "please tell me Simon?" he pleaded. Simon nodded "He is a lot better and should be back on his feet by Sunday if he rests". "I hope so" Conrad said cheering up a little. Simon patted Conrad's shoulder "Come on lets eat" he said "champagne is your tipple if I remember rightly?". Conrad laughed "I only had it the once on my 18th birthday here" he replied "with Jack and you" he said. Simon nodded "Jack is really fond of you Conrad I hope you know that" he said sitting down at the table. "I owe him a lot Simon, he has taught me everything I know and helped me so willingly" Conrad replied. Simon smiled "He fought me when I told him you weren't to come to the manor after I found out". "You don't like me, that much I can tell?" Conrad asked causing him to look at him. Simon looked at him "Tolerate you, I value privacy Conrad, nothing to do with liking you" he said "anyway it is Jack you come to see". They kept the conversation light and Conrad drank way to many glasses of champagne, they were both enjoying each others company for the first time being alone together and Simon loved hearing about Joshua. He never even thought to ask Simon about Harry and the Arab guy, instead they drank and ate. Simon suggested they go in to the lounge after the butler cleared the dinner things away and dismissed him for the night. Simon brought the champagne with him and they both sat on the sofa in front the log fire listening to some classical music. Conrad got a little loose lipped opened up about his parents finding it hard to accept his choice in life, strangely Simon had the same problem with his family and only really accepted it after he made his fortune sniffing around for handouts but never came to see him. They laughed long in to the evening the central heating and log fire making the lounge warm and they both sat there in t-shirts. He wasn't drunk just merry and sitting with Simon felt very comforting, it helped that he had a pretty toned body that was bigger than Joshua and also taller and not unattractive he thought. It was confusing Conrad in his head with the champagne, Conrad was being brave and checking out Simon's muscles in his arms and legs making him laugh. Conrad sat back on the sofa laughing whilst Simon checked out his average sized muscles as he called them, he never realised that each touch Simon made was causing him to moan softly and giggle. In the blink of an eye and like magnets they kissed briefly. The heady mix of champagne and warmth of the room was proving to enticing for both of them. Simon sat back and chuckled "You should stop now whilst your ahead" he suggested smiling at Conrad. Conrad swung himself over sitting on Simon's lap "Why?" he asked "what will happen if we continue?" he asked teasingly running his hand along Simon's chest. Simon smiled stroking Conrad's arm "I will fuck and breed you" he said smirking sniffing a new victim "there will be no stopping me once I home in on you". Conrad laughed then leaned in and kissed him "You mean cum in me?" he asked "you wouldn't be the first" he said. Simon kissed and teased Conrad "Cum in you with my gift and convert you" he said with a sinister smirk. Conrad chuckled with no idea what he was waffling on about, all he saw was an experienced man who had a very erect cock. Leaning forward he kissed Simon falling in to the open arms like prey lured so easily, feeling his body moving Conrad came to rest on his back under Simon. He looked down at Conrad the champagne in his blood removing any remorse he might have for what he was about to do, the hunter was ready to swoop on his prey. In his eyes he had given fair warning and it was no longer his fault if the he didn't fully understand the impeding attack of this alpha hunter. Conrad pulled Simon's t-shirt off and stroked his body, bravely his hand moved down to the hunters weapon that was hard to touch. Conrad was lifted up his legs around Simons body kissing him passionately both naked his arse grinding against Simon's cock. Suddenly Conrad let out a louder moan and winced in pain his body being lowered on to Simon's cock with little effort, his legs held around Simon's waist his head rolled back from pure overload feeling the cock penetrating in to his body. He gave several upward thrusts and Conrad cried pushing at Simon's shoulders to raise himself up and stop him going in too quickly, his attempt futile at best crying louder and gasping but at the same time wrapping his arms around Simon's neck kissing him. The pubes around his cock flattened against Conrad's arse coming to rest fully immersed inside him, the prey was lured and captured. Conrad stopped kissing him and leaned back grinding his arse down deeper moaning then resting. Simon picked up the glass of champagne and watched Conrad knock it back, he smiled and kissed Conrad tasting the remnants of the Laurent Perrier's distinctive bouquet on his lips. Simon did the same knocking his drink back then sat back on the sofa allowing his prey to gently ride his cock, lulling him in to a false sense of security before he would swoop in for the kill poisoning the prey with his toxic venom. Conrad leaned back and felt he was taking even more of his cock and loving the feeling he slowly and elegantly he rode Simon feeling every inch inside him a steady motion they both enjoyed. Simon reached over and topped the champagne up holding the glass up to Conrad's mouth he poured egging him on to drink it all. Already reeling from the effects of too much champagne he was to far gone in sexual pleasure to care, throwing himself forward kissing Simon again grinding down harder. Conrad looked in to his eyes 'Fuck me Simon please' he half pleaded to him, he smirked and kissed Conrad 'You want a hard conversion?' he whispered watching Conrad nod. Simon pushed Conrad off his cock twisting his body around until he was over the back of the sofa, the hunter now ran his tongue along the back tasting and subduing his prey, his hips moved gently lining his cock up with the head poised. In one almighty thrust with his body weight behind he speared Conrad feeling his body react and the cries from the hunters first intentional strike, his hands holding the prey down over the back of the sofa he fucked hard and relentlessly pounding deeper each time his prey struggled. His attack continued until the last sign of any fight left the preys body. Taken by surprise an utterly loving the way he was held Conrad relaxed accepting the hunters control lastly his body began to ease from tension hoping to minimise the destructive force being borne down on him. The hunter knew the time to strike was coming his balls slowly tightening, any moment know he would launch the final attack on his prey, the prey that moaned between pain and pleasure pushing his arse up and back to take more. His body switched from hunting to kill mode, the thrusting changing to deeper penetrating movement no longer able to hold back the hunter pushed up hard grunting loudly. His body lunging further forward clamping his arms tightly around his prey securing and holding him deep on his cock to receive the toxic venom. There was no escape for the prey his venom was already being released rapidly coating the lining and finding any small breach to gain access and poison the prey. His cock pulsing hard in his prey continuously pushing it deeper, grinding and pushing to make sure there would be leakage and sealing the fate of his prey. Jack sat up in bed a shiver ran through his spine like someone walked over his grave. The manor seemed quiet enough and had no idea why he suddenly woke up with an odd sensation, he laid back down drifting off to sleep. Simon held on to Conrad his hips still pushing and grinding in to Conrad's arse forcing his toxic seed and cock deeper in to Conrad, still hard and turned on he gently started fucking again. Conrad raised his head and kissed him 'Fuck yes' he said smiling with his mouth open and moaning at the depth of Simon's cock inside him. His hands still clamped firmly around Conrad's body 'Oh god yes' he cried out like he was feeling the cock inside him for the first time. Simon didn't take long to finish giving a second dose of his venom to Conrad. He lovingly kissed Conrad's neck and shoulders keeping his cock inside plugging his hole preventing any leakage. Slowly he moved Conrad's body and laid him flat on the sofa coming to rest on top of him. Conrad held on to Simon's hand caressing it, a champagne and sex smile on his face his eyelids fluttering and nodding off. Conrad shifted "Fuck what time is it" he suddenly said panicking. Simon moved and Conrad winced not realising he was still inside him semi erect "3 in the morning". "Crap I am going to get in to trouble, how could you let me fall asleep?" Conrad asked. Simon smiled "I thought you was quite content being in this position" he replied kissing his shoulder. His hips ground against Conrad's arse "Fuck you're getting hard" Conrad moaned. He could feel Simon's cock expanding and growing in his arse, repositioning himself to lay flat on Conrad slowly he ground deeper hearing the soft echoing moans from underneath him. The grinding got more pronounced and Conrad lifted his head briefly kissing Simon, the thrill of his immobilised body trapped in this erotic state caused him to push his arse up several times moaning and waiting for Simon to push him back down. The grinding moved to slowly tender thrusts at first, Conrad became aware for the first time of the sound as Simon's balls slapped against his arse giving a round of applause. Quicker and quicker the sound came, Simons breathing changed in to a light panting with the occasional groan thrown in for good measure. Conrad slipped his hands around Simon's intertwining their fingers and holding on. The pace quickened again and his body weight shifted lifting his chest off Conrad's back ready to inseminate him with a third toxic load. Suddenly Simon growled long and hard pushing his hips down almost crushing Conrad's arse and jolting forward, Conrad moaned through the pain and discomfort feeling pulsations emitting deep in his arse. The grin on his face was not for Conrad to see whilst he looked down at the lad taking more of his seed deep inside. He held the position for ages constantly pushing in, each time he pushed Conrad's buttocks spread apart letting Simon get deeper ensuring he got a good breeding. Finally he collapsed on top of Conrad and kissed his neck. Simon rolled on to his side pulling Conrad with him stroking his chest, his cock plugging Conrad's arse keeping his toxic seed inside. Weirdly even for Simon this was one conversion he desperately had wanted to happen, all the years watching him grow up and now he was impaled on his cock, full of his seed changing the body. The initial panic over knowing he would get in to trouble either way he resided to stay in this comfortable position with Simon falling asleep until 8am. The sun was slowly rising bringing daylight in to the lounge, Conrad could see out of the window and the white hard frost that coated the landscape. he moaned at his headache from drinking too much last night. Feeling sore in his arse he moved closing his eyes at the discomfort and finally easing the semi erect cock out, he couldn't believe he had been so slutty last night but he was missing sex with Joshua. Simon mumbled and cuddled Conrad waking up in the process eventually sitting up putting on the clothes they left laying on the floor after being discarded quickly last night. He thought there would be a little awkwardness between Conrad and him but he seemed to be his normal self whilst they sat drinking coffee in the kitchen. Conrad left feeling like he was doing a walk of shame strolling down Hibiscus Drive so early that morning, the plumes of mist from his breath hung in the stillness of the freezing air. He walked into the house just as his mother was coming down the stairs. "Where have you been?" Jody asked looking at how rough he looked. Conrad looked at her "At the manor Jack is not very well" he replied passing her on the stairs. Jody looked at him "What again?" she asked in a caring voice "how is he?". Conrad shrugged his shoulders "Better hopefully he will be up and around on Sunday". "Conrad" Jody called as he walked up the stairs "You miss him don't you?" she asked. Conrad looked at her "Charlie?" he asked "of course I do". Jody shook her head "No that Joshua guy I mean". Conrad's expression changed and he nodded "I don't love him" he said "I do miss him though". Jody nodded "Give it a few weeks Conrad, we love you and it is hard for all of us at the moment". They were words of some comfort for him and he spent the rest of Saturday head in his book getting ready for his first part of his exam next week. Sunday morning he got a text from Jack telling him he was up and around if he wanted to go through his papers for the exam. He always thought growing up that gardening was simple but knowing Jack as he did now he was clearly very knowledgeable and Conrad relied on this to help him through the course. He had a way of making things seem practical rather than confusing. Of course sitting in the warming winter sunshine in the greenhouse that Sunday afternoon Conrad was in two minds weather to let on that he had slept with Simon, several times he nearly did but held back not sure how Jack would feel about it. Conrad breezed through the exam managing 86% which was the highest mark from the group of 15, six flunked it and would need to resit it the following year. Having Jack back and looking like himself a week later helped Conrad cheer up immensely as they planned the garden planting schedule for spring together, they sat quite close to each other as they always did. Conrad let slip that he had dinner with Simon that Friday night he visited, Jack suddenly had a horrible feeling. "How long did you stay?" Jack asked trying to keep it light. Conrad put his head down "Until the morning" he admitted. Jack put his hand on Conrad's arm "Be honest with me Conrad did you and Simon do anything?". Conrad nodded and looked at Jack "I'm sorry, I was lonely and having a bad time" he explained. Jack shook his head "Did he cum in you?" he asked straight out. "Yes" Conrad replied looking at him "is it relevant?" he asked. "Oh Conrad" Jack said looking at him "have you been ill since he fucked you?" he asked. Conrad looked curiously at him "No not since my cold a few months back" he replied then opened his eyes wide "he has HIV?" he asked. Jack nodded "Yes and like me he is not on medication for it" he replied. Conrad knew the dangers and that it was too late now "But hang on, you never told me you have it!". "Simon gave it to me years ago" Jack confessed "it was an accident as he didn't know at the time". Conrad sat in silence for what seemed like ages "Have I got it?" he finally asked. Jack went over and hugged him "Most likely he converted you" he said. Conrad raised his eyebrows "I remember something about him saying to convert me" he suddenly remembered "I drank way too much champagne". Jack nodded looking slightly angry "Can you take me to get tested?" Conrad asked thinking logically. Jack looked curiously at him "Yes, but are you not worried or angry at Simon?" he asked. Conrad looked at him "Furious" he replied "but what is done is done" he said "so you being sick?". Jack nodded "Yes it is that, but you can take treatment Conrad". Jack made an appointment for Conrad just after the new year, it didn't stop him thinking about it and each morning when he woke up he was expecting to be sick after what Jack had explained. He did a lot of reading about it on the internet and saw that the majority of people who contract live normal lives adhering to the medication. It couldn't have come at a worse time with Christmas upon them and Conrad had been living in dread now knowing what took place at the manor that night. Regrets and anger would rise and fall in him every time he thought about what Simon had done to him, he couldn't pin it down to stealth fucking since Simon had told him outright what he was going to do. But on the other hand why should he have known what he meant, he knew he had been the subject of a deliberate conversion and decided to keep clear of the manor needing time to think. On top of all that he had to face Christmas without Charlie, already the vibe was different in the house kind of empty without them both being there. He had a sleepless night and woke on Christmas Day feeling terrible, he manged to join his parents and grandparents for most of the day but went to his room at four in the afternoon, his head hurt and he was running a slight fever. He tried not to worry anyone but his mother kept coming up to check on him. Christmas night alone in his bedroom Conrad sat on the side of his bed fearing the worst and that Simon had been successful in transmitting his virus. Over thinking things as usual it dawned on him that it may just be a mild cold, like the one he had a few months back so maybe it wasn't what he thought. Eventually falling a sleep around 2am his head running thoughts of how he could exact revenge on him, what he never knew was that he caught a sickness bug from his last day at college that took a few days to appear. Late Boxing Day he felt better and joined in, early evening he got a video call from Joshua and Charlie both of whom were sporting nice suntans dressed only in shorts on a beach in the Caribbean. It didn't help when Joshua panned out and rubbed his cock 'I will be home soon on leave for 2 months so you better be ready for me' he said blowing Conrad a kiss making his eyes water 'I miss you both so much' he replied ending their call. Conrad sat on his bed and cried, he needed Charlie here and importantly he wanted to feel Joshua's body and hold him. He felt empty like nothing was complete in his life, would anyone even want to touch him now he was tainted. Given the chance he would jump at being in a relationship with Joshua but they were both very clear on where they stood in that respect despite the incredible love that had grown between them, he liked Joshua but was in no way in love with him. His thought wandered back to Harry and weather he should go to London for a few days after New Year and before college started again. Harry had a great Christmas at home enjoying the break. Moham had taken Harry to New York for a few days before Christmas on a so called business trip. On the flight back Moham handed Harry a set to keys to a private residence he brought for Harry not far from the office, part Christmas present and part bonus at doing so well at his job. Harry was completely respectful of Moham, except when in a hotel bedroom together. Adam had done a wonderful job mentoring Harry, they often kissed but so far no sex. They adored each other and wanted to keep their friendship real and they both knew sex was going to happen at some point. Despite protesting that he wasn't sure it was hiv Jack insisted he got tested anyway to make sure. A few hours later Conrad sat there in the park with Jack reading through the bottle of tablets the consultant had prescribed, his diagnosis had come back quickly with quite a high viral load already circulating in his body. It helped that Jack knew the consultant and getting the test and result quickly he couldn't stop the shocked looked on his face though hearing how high Conrad's viral load was. He held back and spoke with the consultant handing him a wad of cash. Conrad put the bottle in his pocket and looked across the park. Jack sat there in silence waiting for Conrad to say something but he remained quiet, he couldn't help thinking that Conrad's viral load was high for someone infected so recently. He looked at Conrad coming to the conclusion that maybe his body reproduced the virus quickly. "Conrad" Jack repeated trying to get his focus "are you alright?" he asked. Conrad smiled "I think so" he replied "I just don't know how I feel actually knowing for sure". "You must take the tablets, don't end up like us old twisted perverts" Jack said. Conrad laughed "I never looked at you in that way" he replied "well old maybe" he said laughing again. "Been a year you won't forget I bet" Jack said in reflection. Conrad smiled "Yes" he said "I have decided to seek Harry out, although not sure how he would react". Jack patted Conrad's leg "You will have no problem finding a lover either way Conrad". "Did I ever tell you that Harry was at the manor?" Conrad asked suddenly remembering. Jack stopped swinging "No" he said looking astounded "when was that?". "August, he arrived with the Arab guy in the helicopter" Conrad said looking at him. "Oh, I only knew him as E but I know who you mean" Jack replied "caught my eye" he said then stopped. "What?" Conrad asked knowing he was mid sentence. "Simon spent the night with him he won E in the auction" Jack informed him. "Auction?" Conrad asked sounding disgusted "you mean they bid to fuck?" he asked. "Spend the night with" Jack corrected him "but yes, Moham the Arab guy bid for him as well". Conrad laughed and looked at Jack "Been there and done that" he said looking at Jack's shocked face. Conrad explained how he got the money for the course "Not so innocent after all are you?" Jack said amused. "Does that mean Simon got Harry sick as well?" Conrad asked looking a little concerned. Jack nodded "It is a high probability" he replied "I'm sorry I know we must seem like... I don't know". "Twisted perverts" Conrad replied smiling at Jack briefly "my life is ruined isn't it?". Jack put his arm around him "No far from it, I will speak to Simon make sure you are taken care of". Conrad scoffed "He has already done that" he replied angrily "tell him I want the manor" he joked. Jack laughed "Nothing like aiming high" he said kissing him on the cheek. To say Conrad was shocked about the revelation of Harry being auctioned off was understated, but then he was no different when he sold his arse for the course money to the Arab. Looking back it was painful but still incredibly hot he thought. He couldn't understand why he felt no different knowing he had hiv, holding the first tablet in his fingers he decided against taking it for now and put it back in the bottle. It was mild for New Years eve and Conrad headed up to the manor to check on his parsnips and sprouts that should be good after the week of frosty nights and mornings. He picked a few parsnips and went back in to the warmth of the greenhouse and started cleaning them up standing against the bench. Jack walked past the window smiling at Conrad and came in to the greenhouse closing the door behind him, it was quite humid and he quickly took off his jacket and standing behind Conrad and circling his arms around his waist. "How is my little gardener today?" Jack asked kissing him on the cheek. Conrad smiled "Just fine" he replied putting the parsnip in the basket. Jack squeezed him "No really, how are you?" he asked again just to make sure. Conrad turned to face him "What do you want me to say Jack?" he asked "that I hate everyone and the world". Jack leaned back looking at him "Hey" he said "is something wrong?". "Yes" Conrad replied unable to resist the temptation and longing he had for years now "you are what's wrong". Jack looked shocked but Conrad pulled him forward kissing him on the mouth "Conrad" Jack said pushing back. He looked Conrad in the eyes and they both snapped kissing frantically his body edging up until he sat on the bench with Jack between his legs. Both making strange noises kissing harder, Conrad's hand instantly delved down rubbing Jack's cock and undoing his jeans 'Conrad no we shouldn't' Jack said pushing back out of concern 'Yes we should we both knew this was going to happen' he said pushing Jack's jeans down and slipping off the bench. His mouth closed around Jack's cock moving down the shaft and back up licking around the head then back down again. Jack already had hold of Conrad's head forcing him further down on his cock holding him there feeling his throat gag then letting him off for air. He roughly pulled Conrad up kissing him then quickly spun him around pushing him over the bench. His hands yanking Conrad's jeans down popping the button off 'Your fucking right I have wanted to do this for years and your going to get it' he said spitting loudly on to Conrad's bare arse and fingering the saliva in. Conrad moaned like a wild beast 'Dam yes, come on fuck me!' he shouted out moaning when Jack jabbed two fingers in his arse roughly 'fucking rape me' he said out of nowhere, Jack held Conrad down 'Rape you' he laughed 'I am going to destroy that pretty arse of yours' he said aiming his cock up against Conrad's hole. He pushed hard his eight inches tearing its way through and not stopping until he was balls deep. Conrad cried out in agony trying to push up but Jack swiftly pushed him back down holding the back of his neck and pummelling in to arse. Conrad grimaced in some very weird sick pleasure and pain the grunts and cries echoing around the greenhouse. Jack should no sign of easing up and continued hammering his cock in long hard rapid strokes causing Conrad to gasp when he bottomed out each time. Jack stopped leaned forward and pulled Conrad's head up 'Is that what you want?' he asked jabbing his cock in again hard 'you fucking know I do' Conrad replied kissing Jack trying to suck the tongue out his mouth. Jack pushed him back down and started assaulting his arse again 'Fucking cock teased me for the last four years' Jack said pushing his cock in hard then wriggling his hips letting Conrad feel his cock jabbing inside in arse in every direction 'fuck yes' Conrad cried out, Jack laughed 'Payback time' he said gripping harder on to Conrad's neck and hammering in hard again 'here it comes' he cried out moaning 'fucking breeding you' he said moaning and panting in one final thrust he shoved in deep and Conrad yelped at the pulsing cock against the now tender sides of anal wall. Jack groaned his body shuddering releasing his seed 'fuck yes' he said jolting his hips again 'take it baby that's what you wanted' he shouted out falling forward. The last few drops of cum trickled out of Conrad's cock splattering on the flagstone floor of the greenhouse his whole body shuddering at the power of his own orgasm. Jack panted heavily struggling to get his breath back and resting on Conrad's back. Conrad held Jack's thighs keeping the hard cock inside his arse. Jack continued grinding his cock deep in Conrad for nearly 10 minutes until he began to soften. Conrad raised his head concerned "Are you alright Jack?" he asked. Jack nodded "Yes" he said through laboured breaths "takes me a while to get my breath back". "You made me cum without touching my cock" Conrad said kissing him lightly on the lips. Jack smiled "Shows how much you really wanted me I guess" he said standing upright pulling his cock out. "Ouch" Conrad tensed up "slowly it hurts" he said. Jack looked down at the streaks of blood on his cock "I got you good" he sniggered. Conrad pulled his jeans up but Jack pushed him down to his knees "You haven't finished, clean it up bitch" he said. It wasn't the most pleasantest of experiences cleaning cock after it being in his arse, Joshua certainly never expected him to do that. Fortunately he was pretty clean and only got the salty remnants of Jack's cum and the coppery taste that was his own blood. Really he didn't know what to expect from finally having sex with Jack all he could think was back to times when they laughed and joked around in the flower beds. Certainly there was some element of flirting that grew the older Conrad got leading to right now. Jack moved his growing cock away from Conrad's mouth pulling him up to his feet and kissing him. Conrad pulled his jeans up and sat on the floor "Fuck Jack" he said half grinning and grimacing in pain. "You wanted it" Jack replied zipping up his jeans "horny little fucker aren't you?" he said. Conrad chuckled "I never realised you were such an animal" he said looking amazed "seriously I never expected that side of you". Jack smiled "Well you know what to expect now" he said helping Conrad up "and I needed to make sure you got some of my DNA implanted in your body". "I think you did that my arse is sore as hell" Conrad replied then laughed. When he got home later that evening Conrad showered and went to bed, laying there he gently fingered his hole that was still tender. A small amount of Jack's seed seeped out and Conrad flipped over looking at the small red stained semen on his sheet 'Oh Jack' he said rubbing his cock and leaning down licking and sucking the cum up before swallowing it. He laid down on his back the thought of Jack assaulting his arse so violently, his erection felt incredibly harder than normal. Thrusting his hips up he rolled the foreskin back holding his cock tight jettisoning his seed like a bullet, firing up across his face and landing across his left eyebrow and into his eye stinging badly he squinted and jumped off the bed. His orgasm was so strong his legs couldn't hold him upright properly, his hips bucking with orgasm pulses in his cock that travelled down his legs, still expelling small amounts of cum on the floor and wall of his bedroom. Wiping his eye with his t-shirt and looking in the mirror he had a big case of pink eye and it still stung like hell. When he finally made it to the bathroom he bathed his eye in some warm water and put some eye drops in to stem the pink eye. It was another frosty morning and Conrad was up at the manor by 8am following Jack's instruction to tidy one the larger flower beds by the greenhouse. Jack turned up a little after 9am and saw Conrad kneeling down amongst the evergreen bushes. It was too good to pass by he thought feeling his cock expanding under his jeans, walking outside again it was eerily quiet. The only sound was Conrad discreetly clipping away some of the dead branches lower down on the bushes. Jack crept up behind him his cock already hard and hanging out of his jeans, the cold air accentuated his erection even more. Conrad heard the twig snap and was about to turn his head when he was pushed down with one hand letting out a cry as branch scratched the side of his face. Swiftly Jack yanked Conrad's jeans and underwear down and slipped his cold cock deep in to the warmth cosiness of Conrad's arse then dead weighting him he started pounding deep. Conrad raised his head looking in to the tangled mess of the branches in front of him, he struggled against Jack's assault in a pretend fashion. He was so turned on and strangely found it erotic being raped in the flower bed by him. Conrad gasped and pushed his arse up wanting to feel Jack deep in him again, he took it as a sign of struggle and pushed Conrad down with his hips, his free hand clamped over Conrad's mouth stifling his moans and ramping up the force of his thrusting penetrating deeper and feeling his balls tighten up sharply. Jack grunted and pushed down harder clenching his buttocks tightly lost in the most intense pleasure from his balls to the tip of his cock pumping him full of his seed again. Conrad thought it was all over but Jack was not done, he continued fucking Conrad until he was ready to implant more DNA. The second orgasm as big as the first and giving several rapid jabs to make sure Conrad knew he was fucked. Jack laid on top panting and wheezing heavily catching his breath. Lifting himself off and pulling his cock out slowly and large trickle of blood soaked semen escaped winding its way down his arse and over his balls 'Dirty whore' Jack said chuckling. Conrad kneeled up and pulling his jeans back up when he turned Jack had already gone and left him there. Shit he thought to himself trying to gather his thoughts and unable to explain why Jack had this intoxicating control over in sex. Conrad was cold and soaked when he walked in to the greenhouse "Morning" he said to Jack kissing him. Jack kissed him back "Morning, you look like you have been raped" he said smirking. Conrad put his pruning clippers down "Yeah crap fucker though didn't even say thank you" he said. Jack creased up laughing "Fuck knows why Conrad but I love abusing you and can you take it". Conrad kissed him slow and tenderly "Seriously sex is so hot with you" he said. Jack ran his finger across the cut below Conrad's cheek and licked the blood "You taste nice" he chuckled. Conrad shook his head still reeling from the incredible fuck had been subjected to, Jack took Conrad up to the manor sneaking him in to one of the bathrooms to get him cleaned up. Jack and Conrad had two or three random aggressive fucks in the greenhouse or up against trees in the ground over the next couple of days before Conrad went to London with his parents. His arse was still sore after arriving in London from Jack pounding his arse twice the evening before he left, the second one Jack tied Conrad down to the workbench and spent nearly an hour abusing his arse before giving him his going away protein. Every time Conrad woke up in the night he couldn't stop controlling himself and masturbated orgasming within minutes with the thought of Jack raping him and planting his seed deep inside.

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Part 5 - Overlooking Hyde Park Conrad returned to the greenhouse and found Jack sat attending some new Hibiscus seedlings, he walked still in shock of what he had seen but went around things as normal calling it a day by 4pm. He couldn't shake how unnerved he was and the last thing he needed tonight was going out, promising Charlie they would have dinner out by way of an apology for the fight. Jack watched him leave and seeing the change in him that afternoon he was concerned that something happened, he headed up to the manor to ask if Simon saw anything that would explain the strange behaviour from Conrad. Simon had no idea and in his usual way of ignorance is bliss he didn't dwell on it anymore taking Jack up to bed for some late afternoon release. Charlie ordered the food and fetched the drinks sitting back down at the booth that they had managed to corner in the gastro pub. It was fairly busy for a Sunday evening with most of the patrons sitting in the beer garden enjoying the summer sunshine. Conrad was happy and in his element being out with Charlie, it made a change the two of them finding some time to talk things over before Charlie went back to naval training in the morning. "Does it still hurt" Charlie asked nodding at the fading bruise above Conrad's eye. "No" Conrad replied a little distracted "it will be gone in a day or so" he said. Charlie nodded "I guess mum and dad were right, 20 years before we had a bust up". Conrad looked at him "Did you say anything to them?" he asked knowing he didn't have to explain about what. "Of course I didn't" Charlie replied looking at Conrad "did you hear off Max?" he now asked. "Yes he sent me Harry's number" Conrad replied looking at his glass "the thing is I saw him today". Charlie grinned at his brother "And what happened?" he asked leaning forward. "Nothing he was at the manor at Simon's party" Conrad said adding "the Arab guy was there as well". "Bloody hell" Charlie blurted out then lowered his voice "You didn't talk to Harry then?". "No" Conrad replied "and I don't know if I will ever talk to him" he said taking a sip of beer. Charlie sat back assessing his brother "Do you fancy of him or not?" he asked quite casually. Conrad chuckled and looked at Charlie "Sort of" he sighed "part of me seems attracted to him" he replied. "I knew it" Charlie said leaning forward "you had a hardon when we played around before Simon turned up". Conrad blushed "Ew I don't fancy you" he said trying to be serious and stifling his giggling. "Yes you do" Charlie said with confidence "like having sex with yourself" he said grinning. Conrad laughed shaking his head "Your fucking screwed up Charlie" he replied. "What are you going to do about it, Harry I mean?" Charlie asked putting his glass down on the table. "Nothing, I am going to get my education finished first" Conrad replied "I have to sit that exam now". Charlie nodded "You mean the one you can take from selling your arse?" he said in a hushed tone. "Thanks Charlie!" Conrad exclaimed rolling his eyes "I don't need you keep reminding me what I stupidly did". Charlie chuckled "You know I am ever going to let you forget that Con" he said sitting back very satisfied. "I know, don't worry though I will get something on you hanging around with all those navy boys" Conrad hinted. Charlie laughed "Sharing a bedroom with another guy dressed in uniform" Conrad added "temptation". "Stop it" Charlie said trying to catch his breath from laughing "it is nothing like that" he looked at Conrad "seriously thing about Harry". "What is this fascination with Harry?" Conrad asked exasperated. Charlie grinned at him "For fucks sake Conrad he is in love with you". Charlie was a devious plotter and he was already getting an idea now Conrad had finally admitted that he was more gay than straight. Their food had gone cold by the time they finished eating unable to stop talking. Conrad crawled in to bed tired thinking over his encounter with Harry in London, he slept soundly but in the back of his mind the thought of telling his parents played over. By morning Charlie was packing his car at 7am ready to head off, Conrad grabbed some shorts dressing quickly he ran downstairs to say good bye catching Charlie walking in to pick up his last bag. "Seriously you was going to go without saying good bye" Conrad said reaching the bottom step. "How stupid do you think I am?" Charlie replied walking over to Conrad and hugging him hard. Conrad felt emotional for the first time at one of Charlies departures "When are you coming home again?". "Three weeks time" Charlie replied holding Conrad's face he looked him in the eye "you need to tell them". Conrad nodded "I know" he said "I will do it when I feel ready". Charlie kissed his brother on the lips surprising Conrad "I still love you Con" he said and hugged him again. Conrad fought back the tears holding Charlie tight only letting go when their mother appeared with a bag of food for Charlie to take with his favourites in. Jody could sense something going on between them but put it down to their weird twin thing they always seemed to have. Conrad went upstairs to get showered and dressed then heading out to college for enrolment day on the final course, this was going to be his hardest course and passing the RHS Botany Science exam would open many doors of opportunities for him all over the world. He felt a little stupid and embarrassed paying for the course that day, hoping that the administrator would not ask how he got the money to pay for it. It took him a moment to shake it off and they took payment confirming his place to start the following Monday. The rest of the day Conrad spent tending the flower beds along the road then weeding the flower bed on the little roundabout fondly remembering the days Charlie and he would cycle around it and that fateful day he met Jack. The manor looked eerily quiet compared to the weekend's activities. The week dragged by slowly and Conrad buried his head in the new books he had acquired for the upcoming course. Even he was struggling with parts of it at first, by far it was the hardest and most complex science he had come across. Writing things down to ask Jack about he carried on relentlessly searching bits and pieces on the internet so that he could understand the subject better. He visited the manor a couple of times and spent it in the kitchen garden checking on the progress of the herbs and vegetables with Jack, there was no sight of Simon during the days he visited. Thankful in a way so that he didn't get ahead of himself and asked questions about Harry and Moham being there. No matter what searches he did he couldn't find much on Hibiscus Manor, a place called Hibiscus Drive kept coming up and finally he clicked on the link. Harry looked at the street view on the 3D map and smiled knowing he had found it, he recognised the houses along the road and the wrought iron gates of the manor that he saw from inside it. Panning out he saw the nearest town was Bordon and a few miles from Alton, it certainly was stuck in the Hampshire countryside but he now knew where he saw Conrad working. Putting things together he figured that he must also live around the area, deciding if he saw Max again he would need to ask him outright exactly where Conrad lived. Harry finished his lectures and stayed on in the college library to finish his home study and decide what to do this weekend, he opened his phone and saw one message on his mobile banking app that was several days old. Opening it up he was gobsmacked to see £50k had been deposited in the account. He had literally forgotten about the payment he would get for the weekend but never expected that much. It brought a smile to his face and thankfully with him getting fed up with hanging out at the gay bar he needn't have worried. He really needed to spend some time looking for jobs in sales and marketing, so far that week he hadn't once been to the bar and he was hoping that the need would never rise again. The problem with Knightsbridge is that it is never hard to spot people who frequent the area since most had their little haunts, today was proving no exception. Harry left the library arranging to meet some friends in Hyde Park. He was watching the fuss going on outside the front of the Mandarin Oriental hotel with the doorman and concierge, two black limousines pulled up outside and the hotel staff stopped pedestrians to allow the VIP's to enter the hotel. Harry stood there waiting not paying much attention and waiting patiently, VIP's and limousines were quite common place at the hotel. Harry looked up to see if things were moving again and the occupant exited the limousine looked in his direction. Stopping himself from shouting out and saying hello Harry watched Moham making eye contact but also ignoring him in one move. Another business man exited the Limousine and Moham let him go in front calling the concierge over speaking to him. All Harry could see was the concierge nod understanding what was being asked and without a further glance Moham disappeared in to the hotel. The other limousine pulled up to the front with more people dressed in suits going in to the hotel and one of the receptionists came hurrying outside handing a key card to the concierge. Harry patiently waited until the car pulled away and started making his way across the front of the hotel putting his phone back in his pocket. Sergio the concierge stood there waiting until Harry got closer and walked up to him. "Good evening Sir" Sergio said stopping Harry who looked at him "your key to suite 920". Harry looked at the piece of plastic "Sorry I think there has been a mistake" he replied. Sergio remained business like "No mistake suite 920 make yourself at home and your gentleman friend will join you in an hour". Harry stood confused for a minute "Oh right" he said with Sergio directing Harry inside the hotel. "I will take you to the suite and you must wait there" Sergio said calling the lift. Harry stepped in to the lift with Sergio his face burning from embarrassment "Its not what it seems" Harry claimed trying to explain himself. Sergio did not look at Harry "Nothing is what it seems" he replied shuffling his feet "our guests discretion is of upmost importance". Harry was anxious and a little nervous standing in the lift going to the ninth floor and following Sergio to the suite, he opened the door and handed the key to Harry explaining there was water in the fridge and to order anything if he was hungry. Before he could say anything Sergio left glancing over his shoulder at Harry smirking. Sending a text to his friends explaining something had come up Harry looked out at the view over Hyde Park, so many times he had passed the front of the hotel and seen the rich and famous coming and going. He walked around the large suite that was immaculately kept, the bedroom off the lounge was decorated in a very Oriental feel with expensive bed linen. Feeling that Moham was going to want his way with him he went to the bathroom cleaned out then went back in to the lounge and put the TV on, he spent most of the time looking out of the window drinking a bottle of water ignoring the TV. He had some idea why he was here but a very real and unexpected twist would happen, at 7.15pm Moham appeared in the suite dressed in his business suite. "Harry" Moham said walking in "I didn't know if you would be here". "Why am I here?" Harry asked sitting back down on the sofa. Moham took his tie and jacket off and undid his shirt "Oh right" Harry said taking his t-shirt off. Moham smiled at him "I am taking you to bed" he said taking his trousers off and watching Harry do the same. "I suppose that is one way of looking at it" Harry replied half giggling. Moham walked towards Harry placing a finger under his chin "No I mean I am taking you to bed" he said. Moham leaned down his tall solid built figure and hairy chest was all man, this was the first time Harry had actually seen him nearly naked apart from him wearing underwear and socks. Harry caught by surprise feeling Moham kissing him and holding his lips against Harry's waiting to be reciprocated, parting his lips he tasted Moham who kissed him deep and lifted him off the ground. Pleasantly surprised and not expecting this he was being carried by Moham to the bedroom, there was none of the business only nature around Moham this evening in fact he appeared to be a totally different person. In truth the more time Moham spent with Harry the more he liked his very casual and youthful attitude, he was upset having lost out on spending the night with Harry at the party. The last time they spent in his limousine a change happened in the way they had sex, it was more unhurried that allowed Moham to relax more and enjoy the drama free experience. Unlike his wife who would only put out when it suited her and was more a duty than intimacy, he was drawn more and more to Harry's smooth body and skin that excited him when they were close. Moham carried Harry to the bed and laid him down gently, their kissing continued and Harry giggled with a mouth full of Moham's tongue feeling the beard scratching and tickling his face. He moaned feeling the full weight of Moham pressing down on his body slipping between his legs. The usual urgency gone and Harry allowed Moham to lay on him rubbing his already erect cock against him. Gently Harry coerced Moham on to his back, teasingly rubbings his hand over the cock hidden under the fabric causing a small damp patch of precum to appear. Harry straddled across resting his arse hard against Moham's cock rubbing back and forth kissing his chest and neck lightly, slowly inching towards his mouth again he was welcomed with a loving kiss. Moham slipped his arms around Harry holding him and caressing his arse through the underwear at first then sensually slipping his hand inside the elastic. Moham moaned in delight feeling the supple and smooth skin driving him wild he kissed Harry harder, both moaning with pleasure. Harry wriggled free of his arms and sank lower down his body kissing the nipples and running his face through the hairy chest that trailed off in a line down his naval. His hand ran over Moham's cock carefully watching his face change in to a broad smile between happiness and erotic pleasure. Harry kissed the exposed skin above the underwear and ran his mouth along the hefty shaft of Moham's cock still hidden in his underwear. He sat up looking down at Moham, the man of many dominant sexual encounters and few words was like putty in his hands at the moment. His thighs were sturdy and thick, lightly covered in black hair, the hefty arms that hid an abundance of muscle and capable of holding him tightly. Harry almost orgasmed just looking and being able to touch him so sensually for once. His fingers slipped inside the band of the underwear gently pulling them down exposing the thick eight inches of dark skinned pleasure that awaited. Harry leaned down and kissed the inside of his thighs watching Moham's back rise and fall his legs trembled at the sensation, he continued kissing around then gently licking along the shaft. A stream of precum oozed out hanging from the tip of Moham's cock tempting and teasing Harry, he licked under then around having a job trying to contain the bouncing cock that had a mind of its own. Harry gave one last lick sinking his mouth around the head and gently caressing it with his lips, Moham moaned louder pushing his hips up. Harry was teasing his cock and Moham was responding, his hand pushed Harry's head further down several times then stopped giving control back over to Harry again. Moham stroked Harry's head with his eyes closed moaning softly, they continued in this position for several minutes. Suddenly Moham leaned forward and pulled Harry up making short work of his underwear and throwing them on the floor 'Enough teasing I need to fuck you Harry' he said kissing Harry hard and positioning him above his cock. Harry spat in his hand and rubbed it against his hole, Moham waiting for Harry to grab his cock was surprised when he leaned forward pushing Moham back down on the bed kissing him. His arse rubbing against Moham's cock slowly pushing it up and letting it seek his hole. Moham wanted to push in so badly and just take him, he held back desperate to see where this was leading. Unable to speak locked in a kiss Harry slowly pushed down and gasped in to Moham's mouth, his hole stretching to accommodate the head penetrating through. He stopped pushing down and gently rocked his arse fucking the head of his cock. Moham slapped Harry's arse and moaned in pleasure still restraining himself from pushing up that was his natural instinct to do. Harry stopped kissing and looked down at Moham 'Is this better than just taking me in the limo?' he asked becoming aware that Moham was staring him in the eye 'Stop asking questions and sex me' Moham replied pulling him back down and kissing him harder than ever. Harry used his arse and continued teasing edging deeper down taking Moham's cock almost all of the way but holding back a little. Controlling sex with Moham was so strange to him and he was loving it, satisfied and enjoying the feel of Moham getting inside gently felt amazing. He started to feel the coarse pubes meeting his arse, the dynamic quickly change when Moham raised his legs pushing the rest of his cock deep inside Harry giving several sharp hard and deep thrusts before relaxing and letting Harry take over again. Raising himself up his hands grabbed on to Moham's thighs 'Oh fuck Moham' Harry moaned leaning back and feeling the full might of Moham's cock inside him. He spent several minutes slowly gyrating his arse watching the pleasure unfold in Moham's expression, his hands roaming across Harry's body and legs. Harry ran his hands up along the hairy chest letting out a massive moan of delight, Moham had taken hold of Harry's cock and was slowly rubbing it and pushing his hips up gently fucking Harry. They made eye contact staring again in to each others eyes that blew Harry's mind. He pushed down hard and felt the pressure release in his balls, closing his eyes his body jolted down and forward ejaculating over Moham's chest. His body shaking trying to rid the orgasm and unable to control himself, his eyes opened feeling Moham's hand on his face gently caressing him, his eyes still locked on Harry. Regaining some composure Harry looked down at the mess he had made coating Moham's chest chair with his cum, pulled forward he was kissing him again. Moham raised his legs and slowly fucked Harry for several more minutes then pushed him back up, Harry sank deep on his cock and moved his hips back and forth to Moham's pleasure. Unsure how it even happened but he was now holding hands tightly with Moham, his cock pushing up every now and then driving Harry to speed up. The continuous slapping sound as his arse met with Moham's groin filled the room, the subtle moans from both of them getting louder and Harry could feel the cock inside him swelling and getting harder. Moham let out a growling moan pushing his hips up harder and Harry ground his arse down, he cried in pleasure feeling the cock erupting in a series of over exaggerated pulses in his arse. Moham held Harry's hands tighter, hips pushing Harry up in the air almost lifting him off the bed and penetrating him to the hilt planting his seed deep inside. Held partly aloft by Moham's hips Harry ground his arse still feeling the pulses from the cock. His legs rose up pushing Harry forward in to his arms, their lips locked together frantically kissing and panting trying to catch their breath. Harry laid on top of Moham in his arms and firmly impaled on his cock, his head resting against Moham's neck. Harry played with Moham's chest hair releasing small pleasurable moans with Moham gently caressing his back. Moham kissed Harry 'Ready for more?' he asked like he was giving Harry a choice, he chuckled and looked him in the eye 'I know you like it more than once' Harry replied. The evening took a second surprise twist, Moham rolled Harry over on to his back still impaled on his cock and hooking Harry's legs around his waist. His arm slipped Harry's neck holding him, he kissed and began to fuck him in a missionary position. Using his thighs to keep Harry's legs up he fucked him gently and slowly taking his time and kissing him. In charge this time Moham didn't fuck excessively hard yet he still gave him a solid pounding before raising his head and looking Harry in the eyes, holding him tightly he shot a second load deep in to him. Moham released Harry from his cock and laid gently down on top kissing him then rolled on to his back, Harry stared up the at the ornately decorated ceiling completely wowed by what he had just experienced with the mysterious Moham. Half expecting that to be it, he was already thinking of getting dressed. "Hungry?" Moham asked running his hand over Harry's body. Harry looked at him "What more?" he asked seeing Moham grin. "Later" he replied "do you want to eat anything food wise?" Moham asked. Harry sat up and looked at him "I can't figure you out sometimes" he said "yes I am hungry". "Good" Moham said reaching over to the phone and ordering two lobster salads. Harry laid back down "Haven't seen you hanging around the bar recently" Moham said hanging the phone up. "No, I need to grow up and get a job" Harry replied rolling on to his stomach. Moham pulled Harry to him and kissed him again "What sort of work?" he asked. Harry ran his hand over Moham's chest feeling his cum in there "I have studied business so sales or marketing". "That's boring" Moham replied stroking Harry's head "sorry I didn't mean to disrespect your choice". Harry laughed "What do you suggest then?" he asked "apart from this" he said. Moham smiled "I don't know and I don't see you doing this as a choice of career". "Am I that bad at it then?" Harry asked grabbing hold of Moham's cock. Moham chuckled and slapped his hand away "No quite the opposite and tonight has proved it". Harry sat up and looked at "Proved what?" he asked unsure what Moham was getting at. "That I would like having sex with you on a more intimate basis" Moham replied. Harry chuckled "There was me thinking you could not get any more mysterious" he said sitting across Moham. Moham smiled up at him "Why don't you work for me as my assistant" he suggested looking seriously at him. "You mean sex toy?" Harry replied stroking his chest "no I need a proper job" he said patting his chest. Moham sat up and kissed Harry "It is a proper job, you manage my diary and travel arrangements" he explained. Harry smiled "Not sure Moham" he said pondering on it "is it not boring just sorting your diary out?" he asked. "It won't just be that" Moham replied "you will travel with me, I have a PA but I need a trusted assistant and adviser". Harry laid back down "Okay does it pay well?" he asked turning his head to look at Moham. "You will get a lot more of this" Moham said waving his cock around and laughing "How is £40k to start with?". Harry looked up at the ceiling "Sure why not" he replied smiling "thank you" he said. Moham smiled "I will give you the address of my office we can meet and discuss next week" he said standing up. Harry looked at him "This is real your not kidding me?" he asked. "No kidding but this part of us must remain very discreet Harry" Moham said looking at him. Harry nodded "So..." he paused "why are doing this for me?" he asked curiously. Moham studied him a moment "I trust you Harry and I like your company" he replied. Harry smiled "Same here and I know I can't get all loved up over you" he chuckled. "There is one thing Harry" Moham said looking at him "you slept with Simon at the party?". "Is that his name, the owner" Harry replied and Moham nodded. "Please get yourself tested, Simon is HIV positive" Moham said looking seriously at him. Harry sat quietly shocked before speaking again "But we used a condom" he said thinking about it. Moahm shook his head "Don't be fooled Harry, Simon is a nice guy but sex with a deviant pleasure for him" he said. Harry looked worried "You mean he would have tried stealthing me?" he asked. Moham nodded "Get tested and get on meds if he did I don't want you falling sick" he warned. "Why?" Harry asked looking at Moham with real concern on his face. Moham smiled "I like having sex with you Harry so you need to stay healthy, especially if you agree to work for me". Harry sat on the bed "And you?" he asked knowing that was a silly question to ask him. "No I am clean Harry" Moham replied "But get yourself sorted out if he has managed to infect you". Harry nodded the smile gone off his face "I will, stealthing me wow that is nasty" he said. Moham touched Harry's face "Just always be discreet about us Harry". "I will" Harry replied nodding "Moham, thank you I mean for this and being able to enjoy sex with you". Moham smiled "Now suck me off" he said flapping his hard dick around in front of Harry. Harry laughed and slipped his mouth around Moham's hard cock again slowly working it in a teasing gently way before receiving a gob full of his cum. It was one thing taking it up the arse but Harry preferred not to swallow and spat it out down the toilet. Moham chuckled and showered whilst Harry sat and watched him until he finished then showered himself, Moham dressed in one the hotels dressing gowns went in to the lounge and directed room service that had arrived with their dinner. Harry turned off the water and started drying himself trying to come to terms with the whole evening, it was becoming apparent that Moham had a soft spot for Harry and that was evident throughout the time they appeared to make love more than just fuck tonight. Moham walked in to the bathroom handing Harry a dressing gown telling him dinner was ready. Sitting down to eat Moham asked Harry a lot of questions and generally chatted to him for quite a long time explaining he would be based out of the corporate office in central London. Moham left the hotel at 11pm and invited Harry to stay the night if he wanted. He would have loved nothing more but his parents were expecting him home and he left the hotel a few steps behind Moham and walking off in a complete discreet manner. He was a little cautious about the offer but had the details of the company and decided to fact check it in the morning before Moham called to arrange the meeting next week. Conrad and Jack spent most of that weekend chatting in the greenhouse, the pair of them checked over all the hibiscus beds along the road to make sure they were flourishing The weekend past so quickly he didn't want it to end but he had college on Monday. Conrad finished his first few days of lectures and Harry was still coming in to his head seeing the face in the helicopter taking off. He had declined going for a drink with the 15 other students on his course who were quite a bit older than him and them trying to figure out how such a young person got accepted on the advanced course. He had a quick phone call with Charlie on his walk back home and spent the evening doing his assignment with Jack's guidance over video call. He thought going back to college would mean him missing Jack a bit but they had set Wednesday evenings aside as their night and this week was the first going out to dinner at the local pub. Charlie though still aired on the side of caution when Conrad rattled on about Jack and kept his mouth shut, he had to learn to trust his brothers judgement and knew they had a very close friendship but nothing sexual as far as he was aware. Harry made his way in to central London and left the tube at Holborn following the directions to Moham's head office. His quick internet search of the company RMJ Equity Ventures lead him to the website where he delved deeper in to the company that seemed to have a multitude of subsidiaries in a variety of fields some very lucrative and others that had been purchased, the assets stripped and sold off. He learnt more about Moham and his real name Raheem Mohammed Jazeer, his own personal wealth was thought to be in the billions having built the company up to its current estimate of £3.6 billion through careful investment and cash reserve. It also surprised him to see his wife was 10 years younger and the 2 children in their teens. There was very little else about Moham, no gossip or scandal just a very shrewd businessman and owner of the company, family man who he knew didn't get the bed time treats or adoration he liked. The address of the building looked pretty modest and decorated in cream and brown colour palette, Harry had to wait in the reception until Moham's personal secretary Elspeth came down to meet him. "Harry Ashley-Cooper" Elspeth asked approaching him looking down her nose. Harry stood up "Yes that is I" he replied offering her his hand. "I am Mr Raheem's personal secretary Ms Phelps" she said in a very unfriendly manner "come along" she said. Harry felt sick to his stomach wondering what was instore for him "Thank you" he replied walking to the lift. "Mr Raheem has not given much detail about you" Elspeth said pressing the button and hurrying him along. Harry felt it was more of a you need to tell me now remark "An assistant to him" he replied being evasive. "To Mr Raheem" Elspeth corrected him "you need to learn to address him correctly or you won't last long". "Of course" Harry replied politely trying to be nice with her and failing spectacularly exiting the lift. "The HR manager is with Mr Raheem sit here until you are called" she said pointing to a sofa. Elspeth sat behind her desk along with two other assistants who all looked up at when he arrived, she quickly snapped her fingers like a school teacher telling them to get back to their work. The area was furnished to be comfortable enough for a short wait and several people came on to the floor dropping things off and leaving again glancing at the nervous Harry. He studied Ms Phelps a little deciding he didn't care for her much, but then she was no different speaking to the other two assistants who said nothing and got on with whatever she gave them to do. Harry watched the two doors opening and a tall dark haired and very attractive man in his early thirties exited closing the door behind him, he walked over to Elspeth's desk, the minute she spoke to him it was like a different person was there, tactful, respecting and polite manner to her tone and indeed when she walked over to Harry she was completely polite. "My Ahsley-Cooper this is Mr Prestley our HR Manager for RMJ Equity" Elspeth said introducing them. Adam shook hands with Harry "Please call me Adam and you are Harry right?" he asked. Harry nodded and smiled "Pleased to meet you Adam" he said watching Elspeth furrow her eyebrows. "Well Harry lets not keep Mr Raheem waiting any longer he is looking forward to meeting you" Adam said. Elspeth moved out of the way letting Harry pass "Adam what job is he interviewing for?" she asked. "Executive Business Assistant to Mr Raheem" Adam replied "Oh and please sort coffee out for three, quickly Elspeth". "Yes of course Mr Prestley" she replied hurrying off. Adam shook his head "This way Harry" Adam said guiding him to the office and looking at him "yeah I know". Harry laughed then stopped abruptly "Sorry know what?" he asked worrying himself. Adam smirked "Dragon lady" he replied "efficient and organised but my god she is a brutal nutcase". "Oh right" Harry replied giggling watching Adam open the door, they walked in closing the door behind them. "Mr Raheem this is Harry Ashely-Cooper here for the Executive Business Assistant position" Adam said. Moham came round from his desk and smiled "Thank you Adam" he said "Harry so glad you came please sit". Harry shook hands on a very professional basis and sat down, it took a few seconds for him to stop remembering their night at the hotel and started to talk about his studies. Adam asking a lot of questions and Moham talking about the job and what is expected and that he would be privy to confidential documents. It went on for over an hour before Harry was asked to leave the office and wait for Adam, he closed the door and sat down on the sofa. Elspeth looking over at him several times. Adam sat back down opposite Moham and looked over the notes he had taken and closed his folder. "Do you trust him?" Adam asked Moham putting the folder down on the empty chair. Moham nodded "Implicitly" he replied looking up at Adam "what do you think, will he cut it?". "I think he will" Adam replied sitting back in his chair watching Moham "well brought up and educated". Moham smiled "You have already made up your mind" Adam said "I will get the paperwork sorted". "Thank you Adam" Moham replied "and put him in the office next to mine" he said. Adam stood and picked his folder up "You sure about the salary Moham?" he asked. Moham nodded "Take him under your wing and mentor him Adam and put him on the management trainee programme". "Thank you I will enjoy mentoring him" Adam replied grinning. Moham checked his email "Keep it in your pocket around him" he said glancing at Adam. Adam stood there "Is he?" he asked waiting and Moham looked up and nodded. "Ah so he is my replacement" Adam chuckled walking towards the door. Moham looked over "Adam, keep an eye on him I think Simon got to him" he said. "Fuck Moham" Adam said with holding the door handle "him as well?". Moham smirked "I keep losing at the auction". Adam grinned at Moham "You know I won't be able to keep my hands off him". He heard Moham laughing closing the door and took Harry to his office to sign all the paperwork and non disclosure agreement, starting salary and start date. It was happening so quickly for Harry and he walked out of the building with Adam securing a well paid job and starting next Monday. Adam had a quiet word with Harry and agreed to meet him on Friday and take him to the clinic to get checked over. He was quietly embarrassed about the whole thing until Adam explained that he was poz and probably by Simon as well 7 years ago. Immediately the two of them formed a bond, it helped that Harry thought Adam was very sexy and wouldn't mind fucking him. Harry woke on Friday morning feeling worse for wear, Adam sat with him texting Moham from the rapid test centre at the clinic. He was prepared for the worst case outcome and was in no surprise when he tested positive for hiv. the doctor explained that the virus was not fully integrated in his body and was why he hadn't been ill to date, he was given a prescription fortunately it was a one a day pill which didn't seem to bad. He took the first one at the clinic and Adam took him for a coffee afterwards to make sure he was okay. "So did Moham ask you to look after me then?" Harry asked. Adam put his coffee down "Yes and I will mentor you at work" he said "Ms Phelps is really pissed off". "Why?" Harry asked "I did nothing to offend her she was just horrible to me". Adam smiled "She has to report in to you". Harry threw his hands up "I haven't even started and people hate me" he said chuckling. "Moham is a hard boss Harry but you will be just fine he likes you" Adam said finishing his coffee. Harry grinned at Adam "I like hard men, actually I am quite hard looking at you" he said. Adam looked at Harry then shook his head smiling "Harry, Harry, Harry, one day" he said chuckling. Harry laughed and leaned closer "You can be my bitch" he said looking at him. Adam looked at his watch "If I wasn't working I would bang the arse off you now and see who is the bitch". They both laughed causing a few people to turn looking at them "Harry promise me you will call if you need to talk" Adam said. Harry nodded "I will, it helps knowing you I can talk to someone if I need to" he said. Moham was not surprised by the news and pleased that Harry was starting meds straight away. He was somewhat annoyed that Simon had done it again to someone he took there. Harry though felt kind of relieved, on the whole he was quite positive about it but still checked in with Adam later that day and over the weekend. He settled in to his new job with Adam as promised mentoring him until he was settled, gradually he took over managing Moham's diary and casting his eye over documents before running through them with Moham. He fitted in well but lacked a passport so he couldn't go on the first business trip and Elspeth lorded it up over Harry rubbing his nose in it when she had the chance. Harry half expected to be bent over the desk in Moham's office frequently but he was astute enough to know that business was business. He made great progress on the management trainee programme and really loved his job. The one thing Harry never got was bored, Moham had such a variety of companies and a complex diary that Elspeth couldn't really manage it effectively. After a month and just before 5pm Harry walked out of his office to do his last task of the day to run through Moham's diary for the following day. Harry went through his appointments and explained he had moved two meetings to the morning putting him on a back to back run of meetings but it freed up his afternoon to catch up on other business. Moham scratched his beard "How did you manage that Harry?" he asked looking surprised. "A little juggling" Harry replied "It means you have meetings all morning..." started saying. "Brilliant" Moham said putting his diary down "you certainly know what your doing". Harry sat there feeling a little proud "Thanks" he said and Moham looked up and smiled. "The 10am to midday meeting I would like you there I think you will learn a great deal" Moham informed him. "Yes sure" Harry replied and Moham handed a folder to him. "Read through this it will get your prepared" Moham said "and your passport has it arrived?" he asked "Should be here next week" Harry replied "am I getting my first business trip?" he asked excitedly. Moham chuckled and smiled "Yes in a few months to do with this meeting tomorrow". Moham smiled watching Harry leave, he had made the right decision with him. Harry saw Adam sat in his office waiting for him, they had bonded so well and went out for dinner two or three times a week at some fancy restaurant courtesy of Moham who sometimes came with them. Harry loved evenings out with Adam who was so easy to talk to and get along with. Sitting there he fancied Adam like crazy but for some reason he again thought of Conrad, he had no idea what he would do if he found him. In his heart he knew he was going to Hibiscus Drive and find Conrad to get an answer one way or another from him. Harry being so busy now always ended up putting it in the back of his mind.

I used to be really concerned about having myself show up on the internet, and tried to keep close tabs on the things that I posted. And then a couple of years ago I saw a picture of myself that I'd posted privately on some fetish site and I got such a rush. It seriously turned me on, don't know exactly why. After that I don't worry about it. If a guy wants to take pics or videos of me being a slutty pig, go right ahead.

I showered and cleaned up the sauan. It was pretty quiet the Bill called me over. "I've got an errand for you, since its quiet." He said. "Get dressed" I put on some clothes and went to the reception desk where he handed me a package with the name of a local hospital on it. He gave me an address and said "take this over and give it to Mick - its his meds which he forgot to pick up from the clinic." "I's a basement flat. He lives there with some other guys who are all poz, though not all on meds." I felt my heart skip a beat and he gave me a filthy smile. "They're pretty far gone, most of them and they don't have the cash to visit the sauna often. I told them you're coming over. It's up to you whether you want to stay for while." Then he raised an eyebrow and I knew what he meant. Did I want to stay and have sex with these men. I took the package. The flat was about 20 minutes walk away in a run down area of old victorian buildings. I went down some steps and knocked on a peeling fron door with carboard in the window and an overflowing rubbish bin next to it. I knocked, and the door opened to reveal a dark hallway with an overwhelming smell of body odour, cigarette smoke and the tang of poppers. The man in the doorway was fat, short, balding and dresed in a stained threadbare dressing gown. "Wotcher want?" He growled looking me up and down. "I...I'm Timmy." I said, recoling from the smell and his grubby appearance. "I've got something for Mick." He smiled revealing stained teeth and the tongue which licked his lips was furred yellow/green. "Oh, right. Heard about you. Come in." He turned and I followed him into the hall way. "Mick ain't here, but you can leave his stuff." He scratched under the robe which gaped open to reveal a flabby belly and masses of hair around a heavy cock. I swallowed, feeling repelled as he scratched busily in his groin, but I was also excited especially as the strong smell of poppers made my head swim. I put the package on the floor and stood awkwardly. "Come and meet the others." He said, noticing my glance at his dangling cock. "Bill said you was a good boy, real friendly like." and he leered at me and laughed. Before I could speak, he led me down the hall and into a small sitting room, dimly lit by a small window high up on the wall. It was smokey and smelled of sweat and worse. There were two sofas on which sat five or six men, all old and all looking like they needed a bath. Several were just wearing singlets and underpants. Others were smoking and they were watching porn on an old TV as they passed a bottle of poppers around. It was really hot and I felt sweat trickling in my armpits. "Well. aintcha gonna sit down?" I squeezed on to a sofa between two old trolls who were watching the TV and sniffing poppers. They ignored me as did the guy who had let me in. I was wondering what to do when the man next to me, dressed only in his underwear said "Fuck, this porn has got me on the go!" He pulled his undepants down and a thick, swollen cock slapped against his hairy belly. It was slimey with pre-cum and I noticed what looked like blisters under the head. "I could do with a fuck!" Suddenly, the other man's boney fingers were on my belt, undoing it and unzipping my fly. "Know what you mean, Fred. I could do with some arse around my cock." As they spoke, they dragged my trousers off, followed by my underpants. The man who'd let me in came over with a filthy tube of lube. "So when's your next clinic appointment Fred?" He said as they pulled me round so I was kneeling on the sofa. "Next week" They spread my arse roughly apart and I felt cool lube being rubbed into my anus. "I guess I'll have to go on meds soon." I heard Fred say as he got heavily off the sofa. "Viral load's through the roof." He got behind me, and I felt his cock against my arsehole. What was I doing? This was a disgusting old man, in a filthy flat, about to put his diseased cock in me without even caring who I was, that I was just an upraised arse and a hole to fill. The man who'd let me in, who I later found out was called Paul, matter of factly pushed some poppers under my nose and as the chemical washed through me, Freds thick, diseased cock slid wetly up into my rectum. In front of me, Paul's robe was open and he was scratching his groin and complaining about it, even as he offered me his swelling cock to suck as Fred fucked me in long, slow, delicious strokes. I was lost. I couldn't resist as the poppers and the thick cock in me made me gasp with pleasure. "Oh yeah!" said Paul. "Fill it up, Fred. Let some others have a go!" Fred was grunting and thrusting hard and I realised he was about to come in me. I felt a moment's fear, a moments regret, and then he gave a pig-like grunt, pushed against me, and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted into me. When he finished he gave a sigh. "That were good!" He said, sliding his softening cock out of me. A drool of cum slithered over my balls and he scooped it up with his finger and pushed it back in. I stood up, my cheeks flushed with shame and looked across the room. Two men were on the other sofa, one pale and gaunt, the other wizzened with sores around his mouth. They had pushed their clothes down and were jacking their erections as they chatted about someting. Paul grabbed my arm and led me over. "Any one want some tea?" He said. As he spoke, he turned me round and I felt hands on my hips pulling me down on to another cock. It slid easily up me through the spunk and the lube until I was sitting on the old man's lap, impaled on his cock. "Two sugars in mine." I heard him say behind me and then he started to thrust up into me and empty his sperm with the rest...

Getting My Poz Freak On What the hell did I get my 30 year old ass into this time? Here I was strapped in a sling in leather restraints in my black boots and jockstrap, horny as hell for pig play. A handsome, leather, bearded, muscled daddy-type was preparing a rig to slam into my arm. I woke this morning with a morning wood, horny and looking to cruise. I logged onto my favorite gay site and browsed the profiles. One headline caught my eye. It read, “Dominant Leather BB Pig!” His stats read: “Age: 45” “Height: 6’2” “Weight: 155 – 160 Lbs.” “Position: Versatile/Top” “Build: Muscular” “Body Hair: Hairy” “Cock: Large/Uncut” “HIV Status: Unanswered” “Drink: Socially” “Drugs: Yes” “Smoke: Yes” His description read, “Masculine man here, intense, and likes to go with the flow. Looking to smoke, slam, and perv out with like-minded pigs. Let’s get twisted and breed.” My cock sprung to attention. I unlocked my private pics and sent him a message that read, “Hi, hot profile. Pig boy here looking to expand my limits and do some serious piggin.” He replied, “Hot pics, boy! DOM, BB, pig, daddy here. Love to get you in my sling, get twisted and breed that hole. You like cum and piss? Want to parTy?” I replied, “Yes, I want your cum and piss. Let’s parTy.” “I only BB. You cool with that, boy?” “Yes!!” “Come on over, boy. The sling is up and ready.” He sent me his address and we set up a time to meet. I jumped in the shower and prepared for an afternoon of pig play, then slipped into my dirty jock stinking of piss, got into my boots and headed to his house. I knocked on his door. When he opened the door there stood one rugged looking, hot man in a leather jock and boots. The twists of his curly beard hairs ended around his nipples. He was muscular, with a hairy chest, and treasure trail that disappeared into his jock. I looked into those dark brown eyes and must have sprouted an instant boner. This guy was so fucking hot!! “Damn boy, get that sweet ass in here, and get those clothes off. Let’s get to piggin’.” I stripped down to my jock and boots, and he led me to his play room. He had leather gear hanging from the walls, a bench full of dildos and toys, and pics of hot naked men on the walls. There was a sling hanging in the middle of the room, and the moans of sex could be heard from the porn playing on a big screen tv. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would explode right out of my chest. What an erotic play space too. He pulled me to him and slipped his tongue down my throat as he kissed me with the most erotic, passionate kiss I ever had. I was putty in his arms. “Woof….you’re going to be fun!!” He grabbed my ass with a firm grip, and turned and walked to his wall of gear. He returned with a collar in hand, and strapped it tightly around my neck; then locked it in place with a pad lock. “That’s better, boy, now let’s get your ass in the sling and play.” I flipped myself into the sling, and he put my feet into the leather stirrups, then went back to his wall of gear and returned with leather wrist restraints. My cock was rock hard. With each throb my rod stood at attention and again dropped to my belly. He wrapped his hand around my cock and stroked the full length of my shaft, working precum to the end of my piss hole. With one finger he wiped up the precum from the head of my cock and made me lick it up. He then strapped the restraints around my wrists and secured them to the sling chains. “Now we’re ready to get started, boy. Trust me you’re going to love this as much as me.” He turned back to me again and pulled out a syringe. “You like to slam, boy, when you parTy?” I told him I smoked T in the past, but never slammed before. “It’s amazing, boy. You’ll crave to be an even bigger pig after slamming.” Smoking T made me a big pig, but I was totally excited after hearing how much more intense a slam would be. My cock throbbed hard at the thought of the pig play ahead, and my first slam. I was almost shaking I was so excited. He finished preparing the rig and turned and placed it on the table next to the sling along with a tourniquet. He then grabbed a catheter and lube and placed them on the table next to the rig. “From the looks of your cock all boned up, I think you’re ready for the ride, huh, boy?” “F….U….C….K, Yes!!” “I’m going to breed you good, boy. You ready to take my cum too?” “Yes, I want your cum and piss. Please!!” He chuckled and grinned, “Are you sure, boy?” “Yes, give it to me!!” “Are you poz or neg, boy?” “Neg, why?” He put the tourniquet on my arm, then grinned again, “Welcome to the club, boy. I’m going to poz your ass tonight.” My eyes widened and jaw dropped as I gasped, “You’re poz?!!!!!” He just grinned again, grabbed his already hard cock, and nodded yes. I struggled to get free from the restraints, “No!! Untie me!! Let me out of here!!” “You’re saying no, boy, but your cock is saying yes!!” I looked down and my cock was raging hard and pulsing. He turned his back to me, “Let’s just seal the deal, huh boy??!!” “Just untie me, please.” He grabbed a belt from his table and tightened it around his arm. When he turned back to me he had an empty syringe in his hand. He looked into my eyes. “You’re going to love this, boy!!” My cock again throbbed, saying yes, but my head was telling me no. He extended his veiny arm for me to see, then pulled the cap from the needle with his teeth, and lined the needle up with his vein. I watched him slowly poke the needle into his arm, into his vein, and he drew back half a syringe of blood. I again struggled to get free, as he wiped my now protruding arm vein with an alcohol swab. It was an easy find. He grasped my arm firmly to hold me still. All I could do was watch in terror and excitement. My heart was beating fast. He lined up the needle to my vein, and with a slow jab I felt the needle poke into my arm. He drew back on the plunger, mixing our blood together in the syringe. “Here is comes, boy!! And I’m not on meds, so I’m highly toxic. This is your conversion!!” His cock was rock hard. Precum oozed from the head of his shaft and dripped from his PA ring. (More toxic juice). I watched as he slowly injected his poisonous blood into my arm vein. “There’s no turning back. You’re mine!!” My cock again throbbed, and I stopped struggling. It was too late, but at the same time, it was so erotic. His toxic blood was now shooting through my body, and I found it turning me on, not off. “Fuck……yes!!!” “I knew you wanted it, boy. I want to give you all of me.” I let go of all the desires that burned in me for so long, “Yes….breed me. Poz me.” He again wiped my arm with an alcohol swab then pulled the cap from the rig with the T. He lined the needle up to another vein in my arm and grasped my arm. “I wanted you fully sober for my blood, and your cock tells me you are as excited about it as I am. Now let’s go for a ride.” He again slowly poked the needle into my arm, and drew back on the plunger. My blood flashed back into the syringe. “I’m in, boy.” I watched as he slowly emptied the syringe into my vein. He popped the tourniquet from my arm, and pulled the needle out. Blood trickled from my arm, and he wiped it with his finger then licked it up as my body felt the rush. My neck felt hot!! My heart raced!! Tingly sensations filled my body, and my cock again throbbed with excitement. My hole begged for attention. I wanted all his piss and cum. “FUCK!! It feels amazing!! What a rush!!” I felt an erotic sensation throughout my body. I wanted to be a total pig with this man. I wanted all his toxic cum in me. “Fuck me. Fill me with your poz cum.” “Easy boy, you’ll get all of my DNA and more. We’re going have a great time!!” He again tightened the belt on his arm, cleaned off his forearm with alcohol and picked up another rig of T. “You watching, boy?” He walked to the side of the sling so his extended, veiny arm was in clear sight. I watched intensely as he again popped the cap from the syringe with his teeth and aligned the needle to a protruding vein in his arm. With a slow advance he slid the needle into his vein and drew back on the syringe. His toxic blood shot into the syringe, and he slowly injected the blood and T mixture into his arm. He removed the empty syringe from his arm, and blood trickled down his arm from the injection site. He dropped the belt to the floor and put his arm to my mouth for me to lick up his blood. It was all so hot!!! He closed his eyes and grinned, “Fuck, yes!!! I’m going to enjoy pozzing you tonight, boy!!” His cock was rock hard with more precum leaking from its piss slit onto his PA ring. He walked toward the table next to me and opened the lube and catheter package. After lubing the tip of the catheter he grasped my hard cock and lined the tip of it with my piss hole. I felt the catheter spread my piss slit open, and he slowly advanced the tubing down my urethra. My cock again throbbed rock hard, and as the catheter reached my bladder urine shot from the end of the tubing onto my belly. He quickly clamped the tubing off, then leaned over and smeared my piss all over my chest and abdomen. The smell of piss filled the air. It was so erotic. Then without delay he stood up again and aimed his hard shaft up in the air. A piss stream shot from the end of his cock, dripping from his PA ring as he sprayed his piss all over my cock, body and face. I opened my mouth and he filled it with his piss. The taste was strong and salty as I gulped down mouthful after mouthful of his golden urine. Piss dripped from my stache and beard and teased my nostrils. I loved the smell of piss. Even walking into a men’s bathroom and smelling piss made my cock rock hard. My cock again throbbed and danced with each pulse as he soaked me with his scent. The last of his piss dripped and splashed from his PA ring to his legs and the floor. He again smeared piss all over my soaked body with his hand. He then leaned over and licked piss from my chest, running his tongue up my chest and across my lips as he buried his tongue deep into my mouth. I could taste his piss on his tongue as he again French kissed me. His tongue was buried deep in my mouth with his lips pressed firmly to mine. This man brought out every animalistic desire in me, and I craved for more. The catheter tubing stuck out from the head of my boned up cock, and he reached down and unclamped it. My piss started to spray out onto my belly, and he took the end into his mouth and drank every last drop of my piss then again clamped the tubing. He leaned over and again kissed me with a mouthful of my piss and fed me my piss while again slipping his tongue deep into my mouth French kissing me. Fuck, I was in heaven. “Now let’s work that ass of yours, huh boy? You want that ass opened up to take my poz seed?” “Fuck, yes, I want all your fluids in me. Charge me up!” He reached for his toys and lubed up a dildo that was about 8 inches long. It was smaller at the head, but widened as it reached the base. “Let’s stretch that ass open, boy.” He point at the base of the dildo, “This is 6.5 inches around.” My ass was begging to be used. He took the head of dildo and pressed against my hole. My ass quickly engulfed the head of the dildo with ease. I was flying high, and with just a little pressure I watched in the mirror above the sling as my hole took the full length of the dildo. I moaned with pleasure and tightened my ass around the toy as he worked the dildo in and out of my hole. “Fuck, yes…..work my hole.” “You like that, boy?” “God, yes….I love it!!” “Let’s step it up a bit. I want to open you up wide, get my fist in you before giving you my poz load.” He grabbed an even bigger dildo. “I’m going to wreck that hole, boy.” “Yes!! Give it to me.” He again lubed up the dildo and my ass engulfed the head with ease. “This one is 9 inches with a 7 inch base. I’m going to have that ass gaping when I’m done.” He worked the dildo in and out of my hole until my ass stretched tightly around the base of the dildo. I took the full length in me and he again began to work my ass harder and faster; each time slamming into my prostate, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. After stretching my hole wide open he removed the dildo. My ass was gaping open, and he took a large butt plug and lubed it up. “Here boy, this will wreck your hole for my fist.” He pressed the head of the butt plug to my open hole and applied pressure. My hole stretched even wider, and I watched in the mirror as the butt plug began to disappear into my guts. I thought my hole would tear open, but with one final pop, my hole wrapped around the butt plug and pulled the last of the wide, bulbous base inside. “Now keep that in you for a bit, boy. Feel good?” “oh….yes!!” “Are you thirsty again, boy?” He once again unclamped the catheter sticking out of the head of my cock and soaked me with my piss, only to lick it up and smear it on my body. The smell of piss teased my nostrils and made my cock throb rock hard. “I have more of my toxic fluid to give you, boy; time to point again.” My body was full of erotic, tingly sensations, and I craved to be a total sleazy pig for him. “Are you watching, boy? I like you to see me inject you with my poison.” “Fuck, yes….give it to me. I want your poz blood in me.” He took the same syringe he used earlier, and the thought of some of my blood entering his body made my rock hard cock stiffen even more. I watched him tighten the belt around his arm again, then clean a spot on the protruding veins of his rugged looking arm. He lined the needle up to his vein, and I watched the tip slowly poke into his arm. He advanced the needle into his vein and pulled back on the plunger, filling the syringe half-full with his blood. “The site of you slamming me with your blood turns me on so much!!! Give me your virus!!” He pulled the needle from his arm, put the tourniquet onto my arm, and cleaned off a spot on my forearm. I again watched him take the syringe and line it up to my arm vein. He grasped my arm to steady my vein, and then poked the needle into my arm. Seeing our blood mix together as he drew back on the plunger was hot. He then made sure my eyes were fixed on the syringe as he emptied another dose of his blood into my veins. Something stirred in me so erotic, so sensual. He was sharing every part of himself with me. He nudged toward the syringe, “Are you watchin, boy?” He again pulled back on the plunger filling the syringe with blood. The needle slipped from my arm and a trickle of his poisonous blood ran from my arm. He again lined up the needle to his arm and advanced into his vein. After getting a blood flashback, mixing our blood again in the syringe, he slowly injected my blood into his vein. He leaned over and again French kissed me with his tongue twisting with mine. At the same time, he pulled the butt plug from my ass, and worked three fingers into my gaping hole. “I want to feel my fist inside you, boy. Your hole is ready, and the sensations will feel incredible.” He lubed up his fist and arm, and began to finger my hole with three of his fingers, working them in and out; twisting is fingers around the rim of my hole. Then a fourth finger slipped inside with his hand cupped; and soon his thumb entered. He again twisted and worked his hand in and out. I was still flying high from the T. He worked his hand deeper and deeper into my hole, until his knuckle was ready to slip in. With a quick thrust, he opened me up and in popped his hand to the wrist. The feeling was total pleasure, sending tingling sensations throughout my body. He again worked his fingers farther into me, slowing searching and guiding their way in as he opened me up. He slowly withdrew his hand past my inner ring, and again opened it up, repeating back and forth, before fully withdrawing his fist from my gaping hole. “Your hole is wide open, boy!!” He slammed his fist into my hole more forcefully, and burning pain quickly turned to pleasure again as he repeatedly pushed his fist into me to his wrist and withdrew it again. I watched in the mirror as my hole squeezed tightly around his fist. He continued to work his fist in and out of me. As he pulled out for the last time my hole remained open. My ass lips were swollen and hung open and I noticed a trickle of blood dripping from my hole. “Fuck, boy, you’re ready for my poz seed now,” as he licked up the blood dripping from my ass lips. He then unclamped the catheter one more time and as piss started to spray from the end of the catheter tubing, he soaked my abdomen and slowly pulled the tubing out of my cock. Piss sprayed onto my chest and face as the end of the catheter slipped from my piss hole. I began to piss on myself and into my mouth, and he opened his mouth to lap up the piss from my tap. I emptied my bladder onto both of us. Piss dripped from his stache and beard onto my cock. He licked piss from my abdomen, then rubbed my soaked body, smearing my piss all over my chest, abdomen, and cock. He then engulfed my hard cock into his mouth, tasting my piss one more time. He stood up and stroked his raging hard, poz shaft twice, then with one quick thrust slammed his cock into my ass balls deep. He worked his death stick in and out of my hole ramming in harder and harder. When he pulled his cock out, it was tinged with ass juice and blood. My cock was rock hard watching him seed me, knowing he was leaking his poz precum into my wrecked hole. “You want my poz cum now, boy?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Beg for it!! Beg for me to poz your hole.” “Please, please give me your poz seed, sir. Charge me up!!” He again slammed his cock into my ass, and thrust in and out harder and faster, burying deep in me with his balls slapping my ass. “I’m working my poz precum into your bloody hole, boy. My virus will definitely get in to convert you.” “Yes, give me your cum!! I want every drop of your poison.” “Fuck, are you ready for it, cause I’m very close to seeding you?” My cock was pulsing with excitement, and he pushed me over the edge as I started to shoot my cum across my abdomen and chest. “Fuckin, hot, boy….here it comes!! “ He thrust in me one more time, and buried into my ass. I felt his cock throbbing and pulsing, filling my ass with all his toxic cum. His body jerked with each shot of cum from his cock. “Fuck yeah, boy. Take my poz seed.” “Fuck yes….I want all your DNA.” He held his cock deep in my ass until I felt his pulsing shaft stop throbbing. He then started to slowly plunge his cock in and out of my hole, working his poison deep in my guts. When he pulled out, his cock was tinged pink with poz cum and blood. His cum leaked from my hole, and he walked over to the side of the sling. “Clean my cock off, boy. Lick up that seed and blood.” I engulfed his cock into my mouth, and sucked every drop of blood and cum from his shaft. I then licked the head of his cock clean. “Fuck, that was amazing!!” “There’s no way you are not charged up now, boy. You’ll be seroconverting in no time. You’re mine, boy!!” Over the next two weeks, we swapped blood, and he seeded my ass with his charged cum 7 more times. And he was right, a week or so later I was seroconverting. I didn’t get all the classic flu-like symptoms so many guys get. I had a lot of night sweats, headaches, odd looking abdominal rashes, was very fatigued, and ran a fever. Knowing I was pozzing excited him and boned me up too. To celebrate we again swapped blood, but now we were swapping poz blood in our slams. We also swapped toxic seed, recharging my hole. After 5 years, we still pig and slam together, but now have converted 10 more chasers wanting our diseases. We continue to take all the toxic seed and blood we can get. My dad acquired gonorrhea, and he gladly gave it to me. We both had syphilis as well. We share all of our diseases with each other. Guess we are now in a daddy/son relationship, since he asked me to move in with him and continue exploring our twisted, taboo desires together. I of course said, "Yes!!"

POZ Exam with my Boy My boy and I had tried monogamy, and we had both failed miserably. Whenever one of us had a business trip, we both tripped up. Somehow, I wound up on the bottom of a pile of guys in a hotel room, with at least three loads in my ass. My boy had taken loads at least four times in my absence... He thought at least of those guys was POZ. I couldn't fault him for wanting the guy's load, especially after I had taken one or two questionable loads myself... After a few weeks, neither of us seemed to have come down with the fuck flu, but it bothered me that we didn't really know our status. We decided to go get tested. Happily, my job had good benefits, and we were both able to schedule a physical exam to get tested for everything. We even got to choose our Doctor. From their photos on the hospital website, we picked the hunkiest of them all and got appointments back to back. I went first. Doctor Sizemore was a hottie, at least six foot two tall, wide shoulders, broad pecs, cropped blond hair, a smile full of perfect teeth, and looked like a full swaying package in his khakis. He wore an unbuttoned white coat over an almost-translucent shirt revealing his hairy chest. I stuttered as I answered his questions about general health and sexual history. He asked me how many sex partners I had had. I chuckled and said, 'Too many to count.” He said, “Try me,” and I flirted back a little, “Boy, would I,” and licked my lips a bit. He smirked and continued with the questions. He asked if I had any STDs, and I told him, “No. Not yet.” He leaned forward and put his manpaw on my leg saying, “Well, I'll be here for you either way.” Was he coming onto me, or was I just thinking dirty? He asked if I had any more concerns, and I told him that I wanted to be tested, and he excused himself, calling in his nurse to draw some blood. The nurse was adorable. Maybe five foot ten, olive skin, green eyes, and perfect swept dark hair. He could have been Superman's latin cousin. He took my blood and made small talk. He asked me if I had come alone. I told him no, that my boyfriend was in the waiting room. He remarked that I was lucky to have such a hot boy. I thanked him and told him he was pretty hot himself. He said he'd like to see more of both of us. I was turned on, but surprised to see such a frank and hot medical team! I wrapped everything up, and patted my boy's ass as he entered the exam room. I waited for him in the reception room as the hot nurse clicked away on his phone. I thought I would log onto one of those dating apps and see who was online, I laughed out loud when I saw the nurse's profile, fifteen feet away from me! He messaged me and told me he and my boy had made friends already. Knowing my boy, I wondered if he'd already blown the nurse. I read the details of his profile and saw that he was advertising as POZ, open to POZ and POZ-friendly. We chatted for a few minutes courtesy of the phone app, and then he excused himself to go in and do some blood work for my boy. The doctor came out of the exam room as the nurse entered. I could tell he was semi-hard and there was a dark spot on his crotch. I wondered if he had been turned on listening to my boy's exploits. He walked back into his office and I kept trolling the dating app just to see who else was out there. Seconds later, his own profile popped up! Doctor Sizemore's face was only partially visible, but I knew it was him. His pic was shirtless and hot. He messaged me and told me what a small world it was. A few minutes later, the intercom on the reception desk rang, and Doctor Sizemore reappeared to answer it. The nurse had summoned him back into the exam room, right away. He winked at me as he entered. I heard muffled speech and movement, but couldn't quite tell what was going on. I was worried that my boy had fainted during the blood draw... I got messages second apart from Doctor Sizemore and the nurse on the phone app. Both asked me to come to the exam room right away. And both attached blurry pics. I got up and ran into the room before I really looked at them. When I opened the door, I saw my boy on his back on the exam table, with his legs up in the air, and the nurse's raw POZ cock slamming into my boy's ass. Doctor Sizemore was perched on the edge of the table with his hand on the nurse's ass, guiding the nurse's cock into my boy's upturned ass. To be continued...

I remember my first trip to the eagle. I was 21 and met a guy at side tracks that wanted to go to the eagle. Off we went he buys me a drink then takes me to the back room. He undid my pants and starts sucking me when i was nice and hard he turned around and backed his ass up on it. I then fucked him til i unloaded. Before i pulled out a large stocky guy walked up to me from behind started kissing my neck and rubbing my hole. I just moaned and pushed back on his fingers. He took that as a sign and position his cock at my hole. He wasnt long but was thick. After he was in he bent me over and and rammed it home for good 5 minutes before pulling me close and shooting a huge load in me. He pulled out and another hairy guy took his place. I left there around 4am with 12 loads. 4 from the first guy to take my ass that evening, i took his number home with me. Oh how I miss chicago.