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Part 4 I turned my head to look at the man who was invading my hole. He was striking. Drew was a boyishly handsome, late 40s man with vivid green eyes. He reminded me instantly of an architect who had lived next to us while I was in high school. Clean-cut, almost intellectual looking, if I can say that about a naked man at a sex party. His chest was covered in grey-blond hair and he was in average shape. I’m sure he looked good fully dressed and, well, I didn’t care so much about his body because his flaccid cock was sporting a Prince Albert. What would that do to me? He pulled me toward another pair of poles near the wall and I realized there were lube dispensers mounted on the wall like soap dispensers, except these were to help you be dirty instead of clean. Drew pumped out a few heavy shots and let them rest in his hand to warm up. “Always better to get fucked before you come here,” he said, casually. “Makes it easy to start playing as soon as you arrive.” When he inserted the first finger, it was the middle one, giving him the deepest access. I gasped but said, “God, I want that.” Drew leaned his face near to mine. “I might fuck you,” he said quietly. “I wanna see if you’re up for the challenge. What’s the most times you’ve been fucked in one night?” I swallowed and said, “twice,” doubling my actual record. Drew smiled. It was an evil smile. “How many raw cocks have been in your ass?” Now I hesitated. I didn’t want to get laughed out of this place. I didn’t want to spoil my chance to get Drew in my ass. But the only person I lie to well is myself. “I do lots of pump and dumps where I breed guys,” I said, looking directly in those green eyes. “Now I wanna be rawfucked and bred like I do to them. I don’t wanna keep thinking about it. I wanna do it.” “You dirty fucking cum whore.” With each word Drew pressed his finger hard against my prostate and I gasped. I couldn’t hide how much I wanted him to do this. “I saw the way you swallowed Felix’s cummy dick.” He kissed me hard and asked, “Do you eat your load out of the asses of those men you fuck? Do you swallow the cum of all the other men who have bred them?” He laughed as he saw from the expression on my face that I realized what I had missed. “You will now, I bet.” Drew had a second finger pushing at my hole and I pushed back on it. It slipped in. “Please fuck me,” I begged. He looked me right in the eyes and said, “You mean, please blow my load in your hole and breed you? You mean, please, Mr.I Don’t Know Who You Are, won’t you cum in my ass?” “Yeah, oh yeah!” Several men were leaning against the wall around us. I could tell by the smirk on one guy’s face that he had been listening. He was a muscular man in his mid-30s, with the kind of exaggerated body of a Jersey Shore bro. His dark hair was buzzed into a flat top and one arm and one leg were covered in sleeve tattoos. His cock was flaccid and stubby. Drew beckoned him over. He said, “Hey,” as he joined us and Drew quickly made introductions. “Michael here is a high-performance fuck hole,” Drew explained and Michael grinned. “How many loads tonight, Michael?” “I just got here, so only two that I brought from home.” “Whose are they?” “ Fuck if I know their names,” Michael shrugged. “Some black kid who shot really fast and a dude who said he was visiting from Chicago.” “Time to share,” Drew said. Michael willingly turned to present his muscular ass to us. It was clearly very hairy but he kept the hair trimmed not waxed. That turned me on even more. It was impressive to think that it was a receptacle for so much cum. I would have fucked it eagerly. But thought of that disappeared as Drew withdrew his fingers from my hole. “Spread his cheeks,” he told me. Michael obliged us by arching his back and I pulled his glutes apart to reveal a bright red pucker. It was shiny. I wanted to dive right in but Drew’s finger beat me to it. He slipped right inside. For a moment he wiggled it and Michael said, “What a tease” before Drew pulled out, a shiny glob of cum and mucus on his finger. I leaned forward to lick it but Drew pulled it away. “Not in the mouth, you hungry slut. Turn around.” I obeyed as I heard Drew say, “Michael, now you spread his cheeks.” I tried to arch my back as I felt two strong hands parting my ass, and then Drew’s wet, cum-covered finger was slipping inside me. It was all I could do not to grab my dick and start rubbing one out for all I was worth. The sexual thrill in my body and my brain was electric. I had the cum in my ass. I didn’t know whose it was. I hadn’t even been fucked yet and I had anonymous cum inside me. Drew slipped a second finger in again, and then a third as he used his control of my hole to turn me back to face him. He was looking at me with powerful intensity and I wanted him to do it forever. I wanted any man to do it. “Is that turning you on? Are you a bigger cumslut than you were before? You thought you were one when you got here, but I keep showing you that you have no idea how low you can sink. Is this what you want?” “Fuck, yeah!” I panted. “You’re making me so fucking turned on. Jesus, I need it.” Drew push my head down and to the side. I saw briefly that Michael had been jerking his cock while he watched what Drew did to me. It had grown much longer. It wasn’t thick but it was nearly 7 inches. And then I was swallowing it. “Get it slick, slut.” Drew said. “Michael’s gonna be your first fuck of the night. You wanna be a cumwhore, you can learn from a champ.” Michael held my head in place and face fucked me. I felt him grow harder and I had to work not to gag. After a minute he pulled out and I looked at his glistening cock. It was beautiful and raw. "Fuck me, Michael,” I begged. “Breed me.” Drew pulled me up from behind and once again turned me, so that now my ass was facing Michael. I could feel Michael fingering my hole for a second and then the head of his cock was pressing against my anus. I pushed back slightly, trying not to wince, and then he slipped in. He barely waited before he thrust fully inside me. I yelped but at the same time I felt an incredible rush of excitement. I had a raw cock inside my ass! “You’re fucked now,” Drew said to me, almost angrily. “You’re nothing but a cum dump for one of the biggest sluts in town.” He stood right in front of me, looking intently at me, even as my head bounced around from the fuck that Michael was giving me. “All these men here”--there were at least 20 guys in the room now--”they see you with Michael’s raw cock in your hole. And they can see how much it turns you on. No secrets for you any more.” “Yes!” I gasped. “I want that. I want that!” A glistening ball of spit appeared on Drew’s lips. I stuck out my tongue and tried to lean forward to lick it off but he spat it at me instead. It landed on my cheek, “You sick, twisted fuck,” he growled. “Now we’ll see what kind of trouble you can get in.” I moaned as he turned and walked away, out of the room and into the dark room. Behind me, Michael slowed and then unceremoniously pulled out of my hole with a plop. Before I could even protest, he put a hand on my shoulder and said, “Way too early for me to cum and your tight hole is dangerous. But good start at being a fuckhole, kid. Maybe we’ll find each other later tonight.” And then he walked away, too, into the dark room, leaving me there alone in the middle of the room with a wet sloppy hole and unbred.

Part 3 I couldn't stop thinking about fucking Nate in the alley and how I wished I had fucked the kid. By the time the weekend rolled around, I could not concentrate, I was so horny. I broke down and called in sick to work. Just after midnight on Friday, I was looking out my window, watching the men who were already drifting into the alley. I was surprised, since a lot of the restaurants were still open and staff was coming and going, putting out trash, taking a smoke break. And then I realized that there was no way all these guys were cruising that alley at that hour. Maybe 30 men had walked by. Where could they have gone? Investigating was all the excuse I needed. I slipped into a pair of jeans, motorcycle boots, and a wife-beater and headed downstairs, calm, confident, and horned up. Blow-job Bear was not in his usual position, but I guessed it was too early, a little past 12:30. Then, as I approached the spot near the abandoned storefront where I had fucked Nate and fingered the kid, I saw him. He was standing beside a door into the storefront. Red light leaked from around the doorframe and I could hear a throb of bass. Jesus Christ, there was a club here? The bear looked at me, the first time he had looked me in the eyes, and jerked a thumb toward the door. I walked over. “What’s up?” I asked. “Private gathering. You might like it. No admission.” “Nice of somebody to throw a party like that.” “I’ve seen you here. You could have a good time. Check it out.” He reached over and pulled the door open. The light and the sound poured out into the street and I stepped inside. The red light filled the first room, which had no furniture, no decoration. Three doorways led out of it. It was hard to make out what lay through any of them; it seemed like only the red light illuminated them. I chose right. It was a hallway. I took a few steps and stopped, letting my eyes adjust. The music seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. I took a few more steps forward and realized I could see a doorway of some kind another fifteen or so feet ahead. I walked carefully toward it and stepped into a large room. It was lit by the faint light of a large screen showing raw porn. Five or six men stood around the room, several of them paired off and making out. I knew that if I stayed and watched, I could probably join in some kind of action. But I wanted to know what else this place held and there was another doorway directly across the room. It turned out to be a stair and in the faintest of light I made my way carefully down below street level. The light here was so much less than upstairs. I could hear much more than I could see, the wet, sloppy sounds of men fucking and sucking. I edged to my right and found the wall. At the same time I bumped into someone. A strong hand gripped my wrist. I started to whisper a “sorry, man” when the other hand pulled mine to a thick cock. Partly engorged but not fully hard, it was slick already--saliva? Lube?--and I automatically began to stroke it. The man’s other hand gripped my head, pulled it forward and I was being kissed, hard, invasively. I felt another body pressing against me from the right and someone else was massaging my crotch. The cock in my hand had a heavy foreskin and although I could not see it, and I could not really see anything of them men beside me, touching me. I started to drop to my knees. The man kissing me sensed this and held me in place. He was taller than I was and the tight skin of his groin told me he was fit, whoever he was. He seemed to be naked. The hand on my crotch was moving up and down my body, playing with my nipples before moving back to rub my now fully hard dick. I felt this second man press himself against me from behind. His cock was hard too and it pushed insistently against my ass. Instinctively, I pushed back against it. I ground my ass against him. “Like a bitch in heat,” I heard him say. I moaned a little into the mouth of the man who was kissing me. It was like I was bipolar. Last night I had been the one taking charge, making decisions, choosing to have the kid fuck Nate. I had told myself that I was coming here to do the same things. And now, with the slightest contact with another man’s hard cock, I was ready to do whatever these men wanted, even though I had no idea who they were. I could pass them on the street tomorrow and have no idea. I reached behind me with my free hand, eager to feel the cock that was pressing itself against my jeans. It was slick too. Had these guys already fucked someone in this room tonight? Had they bred him? This one curved upward and to the left slightly. God, how would that feel inside me? The hair at the base of the cock was dense and curly. Maybe this man was black? Was he my age? Old enough to be my father? Handsome? It was part of the unknown that I had stepped into, where the only clear thing was that I wanted this cock and the one I held in my hand and any other cock I could get. Suddenly he stepped away from me and I felt a cold absence where he had pressed against me. I reached back to find empty space. And then the owner of the thick cock I had been jerking pulled away too. “Later,” I heard him whisper. “Way too soon. And check your clothes if you wanna be a pig. Upstairs to the left.” He walked away and I stood there panting for a few minutes. I was so full of lust and there was so much opportunity here, even if I had no idea who it was with. I carefully made my way upstairs, through the room I had crossed before and into the intense red light of the entrance. And yes indeed, I saw that the door to the left led to a long room, slightly more brightly lit than the TV room, where a tall, actual black guy, magnificently naked, with sleek muscles and a mushroom headed cock, handed me a clear plastic bag. I shucked everything but my boots and handed the bag over in exchange for a tag with a number on it. The tag went into my boot, the bag onto a table marked into sections with tape. I’d been nervous stripping down in front of this incredibly hot guy. He was polite, if not friendly, and didn’t seem to give me a look that wasn’t business like. I kept telling myself that this was just like the gym and I was heading for the showers but my dick didn't know what to do. Stand up proud? Hang loose? It was as confused as the rest of me. As I turned to head back and continue exploring, several other men entered the room and began exchanging their clothes as well. I recognized the sleeve tattoo on a short, blonde guy. I ‘d pumped a few loads into his ass. I’d never seen his face but he always pulled his cheeks open to facilitate entry, so I’d seen the tat. I decided I was here for fresh encounters. Back in the entry room, I chose the middle door. It was much larger than the TV room, with weak overhead lighting. There were a few naked guys here but most were clothed. I got some considering looks as I walked in, but there was no action happening here yet. I considered the “too early” comment I had heard downstairs. Had I shown up at a sex party--my first sex party--too soon? Was everyone conserving their loads for the perfect moment? I returned to the smaller room with the porn TV. Things were better here. I could see several guys on their knees, including a pair in front of a silver daddy who had a power-lifter’s body and was wearing a studded leather harness. If things were heating up here, then my odds were better downstairs. Once I had made my way into the basement again, instead of immediately sliding against the wall, I started to move cautiously into the center of the room. I could hear men around me, whispering, grunting, making the wet, forceful sounds of sex. I stood there, waiting once again for my eyes to adapt. Other than figures in movement around me, the only other thing I could make out was the faint outline of some other opening. I walked toward it and as I neared it, a hand reached out and grabbed my cock. I slipped away. I wanted to know more first. A short hallway turned left into another better lit room. The first room must have been some kind of test to see if you were really ready to play hard. Just to my left, a beefy guy, early 40s, with a hairy dadbod was leaning forward, grasping two poles that came down from the ceiling, holding on hard as someone plowed him repeatedly. “Shit, oh shit,” he was saying over and over. I stepped over to get a better look. I wanted to see the cock driving into that hole. And that’s when I noticed the guy fucking him, especially when he gave me a goofy smile even while driving his cock into that hairy ass. Friends had set me up on a blind date with Felix, maybe because we were both of us were, well, not cute. We hadn’t clicked. Enough that we hadn’t fucked. Maybe that had been a mistake. Felix was an ectomorph like me, strongly inclined to skinny, and much shorter at around 5’7”. I knew he was self conscious about his height. But he was a lot more defined than I was. And judging by what I could see, he was hung. He jerked his head at me and I took that as an invitation. I gave him a long wet kiss, doing my best to stay out of his way so as not to interrupt his rhythm. As I pulled away, he grinned again and said, “Play with my tits. I’m gonna unload in this guy.” I slipped behind him and reached around to rub his nipples. My hard cock pressed against his back just above his butt crack but he didn’t seem to notice. “You can be rough,” he said. “Fuck yes!” the guy he was fucking moaned and Felix laughed. He picked up the pace. Felix’s ass and back were bouncing against my cock and it was driving me crazy. I was twisting his nipples as hard as I had ever twisted a guy’s but he didn’t seem to mind. “Breed him,” I urged. “I wanna see you breed his ass.” That was a hell of a way to say hello. But he clearly didn’t mind. “You wanna be bred, Randy?” Felix grunted. “You want my load again?” “Oh yeah!” Randy panted. “Deep inside. Deep inside.” Three or four other guys were standing around us now. A tall guy in his 50s shoved his cock into Randy’s mouth and I felt hand on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. Then Felix started to really buck, hard almost wild thrusts of his hips. “Yeah,” he grunted, “Oh yeah!” and he shuddered then shuddered again. “You are fucking bred,” he almost shouted. He staggered back a little, right into me. Hands were reaching out from around us for his cock, but I said clearly, “Mine!” and I slid right around him and down to my knees. Gently, reverently, I took his cum-covered cock in my mouth. He shivered--I could tell he was sensitive like I was after cumming--and instead of teasing the head I let all 8 thick inches of his sloppy dick slide to the back of my throat and just held it there. There was jostling around us as another mind lined up to enter Randy’s hole. But I stayed on my knees, looking up at Felix. I swallowed gently and he twitched but he smiled at me. “Jesus,” he said, and then used my real name, not Toby. “What did I overlook? You’re a hot fucking slut.” He patted my face and pulled his cock slowly out of my mouth, then grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up to stand in front of him. “I gotta rest for a few so I can do this again.” He wiped some cum or saliva off my lips. The hand was back on my ass again, a finger probing my hole. “Oh hey, Drew,” Felix says. “My buddy wants to get fucked. Help him out while I recover.” Felix gave me a quick peck on the lips and walked right out of the room. “You’re tight and your hole isn’t lubed up” said a voice behind me. “Gotta fix that before you get loaded up.”

This is a true story and my post first on here, I'm 23, horny and I had never barebacked before. To get me through lockdown I discovered popperbating, i've probably gone through 10 bottles in the last 2 months. The videos coached me to be a pig, a cumdump and to never refuse a load. Before this I was ignorant, if someone asked for bareback I'd refuse them like they had the plague. How wrong I was. The problem is, i'm the horniest I've ever been, and no amount of porn or wanking can 'scratch the itch' I was now feeling. With Coronavirus, Grindr has been very hit and miss. A lot of anonymous profiles have popped up to hide the shame they may encounter from showing their faces. This didn't bother me, I hadn't been fucked in 4 months and with each day my craving was getting harder and harder but so was finding someone willing to meet. I wanted to meet anyone as long as they had a cock. My usual preferences went out the window, I was ready to be used and abused. My hopes were dashing, with each miss I was losing faith in Grindr and other sites, my town in Devon was just full of time wasters so I was ready to uninstall. Until I had a message from an anon profile called "BB Fucker". With a name like "BB Fucker" it's easier to cut the BS and get straight to it. "Location?" I asked. Instantly he shared it and I said i'd be there in 5 minutes. I don't think i've ever left the house so fast. It actually caught me off guard, I was so unprepared. I quickly grabbed my best bottle of poppers and was in the car in under 30 seconds. I don't think the smile left my face the entire journey there. When I arrived, I message asking for their house number. "BB Fucker" was now offline. I messaged again asking them where they are and sent my location. I was promptly blocked. I was furious. I've met time wasters before, but this encounter thoroughly pissed me off. I was so close to just driving to a city in hopes of finding a new cluster of promiscuous gays, the type that might actually agree to meet me. Then a new profile appeared, "Hung egg-plant emoji, safe fun". They were within 500 feet so I thought, why not, a wrapped dick is better than no dick at all. So I sent them a message "I'm close, wanna fuck me now?". The longest 5 minutes of my life, I was about to drive off until I heard that famous ding. "I'm in flat 23 .... doors open". I don't quite remember but I think I ran. I walked in and saw a middle eastern man standing there with his dick out. He said something but I didn't catch it, I was straight on my knees sucking his cock. He pulled away. "Do you have a condom?" he said. "Urm let me check", knowing full well I didn't. "I don't sorry, do you?", praying he would say no but off he went to check. I think my face went white when he came back with a brand new box from his flat mates bedroom. I was gutted but dick is dick. Much to my annoyance, it was one of those bright red ones and he made me suck him wearing it. I may as well have sucked off a balloon animal. I took a deep hit of poppers, may be the high will stop me caring so much. Fuck, I needed a dick in my ass and I needed it now. I started demanding he fuck me hard now. But he wanted me to suck him more. I felt like telling the balloon animal to fuck off but his dick was thick and he was my only hope of getting a fuck that day. I sucked him, trying to make a hole in the condom. He started to film me. My first thought was great, i'm going to end up on only fans or something with the most boring fuck ever. I pulled away and bent over, I wanted him to lick my hole. "I don't do that sorry", fuck sake anything else I thought to myself. He started to fuck me, slowly and gently. I shouted "harder" until he finally got into the rhythm. I asked him to cum in me when he's ready and he promptly switched the camera off. "No, safe only". Then the camera went back on. Until he started pulling out for long periods of time. I couldn't work out what he was doing, it was thrust, wait 10 seconds, thrust... I thought he can't be close already... I tried to turn around but he pushed my head into the bed and started fucking me hard and fast. I could feel him cumming in me. Spurt after spurt, I'd never felt anything quite like that before. I went from barely excited to cumming instantly, that had never happened before. I turned around to see the condom on the floor. "It broke I'm sorry I don't know what happened" he claimed. Yeah... sure you didn't, all I was thinking was, I was just used for a stealthing video and his act was a cover up. He apologised and asked if I was clean. My answer was obviously yes, I was recently tested and hadn't fucked in months. "Good" as he walked into his bathroom. I picked up the condom off the floor, completely intact. Lying fucker. I'm satisfied I got my first load in my ass, just a little pissed to be used in that way and not get to enjoy a full BB fuck. I said to him after, "you know, I would've fucked BB anyway if you'd just asked?" to which the camera went back on, oddly, "I'm so sorry the condom broke, I only ever play safe I didn't mean it", camera off. I guess he got to live out his condom to bareback fantasy, even if I did have to put up with the god awful acting. When I left, I messaged asking for a copy of the Condom to Bareback video or a link to it when it's uploaded. To no surprise - blocked. I still left with a smile on my face and swiftly changed my grindr name to "Egg plant, water emoji - dump", stupid Grindr blocking my new favourite words. I felt like I had been baptised, seeing sex in a whole new light. Cum is now my drug, and I need my next fix now. Attached a pic of the aftermath 🙂

"K C's card was the 10 of diamonds and mine was the 7 of clubs." Mickey said. "I wished K C luck and said I'd enjoy watching. That's when Ivan chimed in, saying since we were lovers, I shouldn't be a mere spectator!" "Together, we walked upstairs to our bedroom, where we all got naked, the 3 of us hard." K C said. "Up close, Ivan's cock was more than impressive and as it throbbed, the scorpion on his shaft seemed alive! Would you like to use my toothbrush to rough up the insides of my hole?" Ivan squeezed K C's ass. "Ordinarily, that's what I do, but in the brief time I've been with you men, I think this should be more intimate. Unless you have any objections, I'll use my teeth to open a few blood vessels. My PA will also do some tearing and being that spit is the only lube you'll get, the initial penetration will be rough and painful. That's what I call making fertile ground. Again, with you there's a need for intimacy, so once I'm balls deep in you, I'll give you a fuck you'll enjoy until I'm close to climax and then, I won't be as gentle!" Reaching into his knapsack, Ivan pulled out a black towel and a large white cloth with multiple bloodstains. "So far, this is the blood of 10 men I've knocked up. Between tonight and tomorrow, it'll make an even dozen!" He put the towel and the cloth on the bed. "K C, get on the bed, on your back and suck my toxic cock while I literally eat your neg ass! Mickey, get next to K C and do what feels right!" The 2 men followed instructions and Ivan got on top of K C in the 69 position. K C's mouth engulfed Ivan's cock, slobbering all over it, while Ivan planted his face in K C's ass. Licking his crack, he found it quite tasty and it had been Ivan's experience that a tasty ass was always a fuckable ass. Inserting his tongue, he could feel K C's buttmuscles responding and his juices flowing. Mickey gently worked K C's nips. It was a scene of carnal bliss. Using his hands to spread K C's buttocks, Ivan buried his face in the sweet black hole and bit down twice. The taste of blood was unmistakable and the ground was now fertile. "Let the breeding begin!" He exclaimed, as he left K C's ass and removed his spitsoaked cock from K C's mouth. To be continued

I had my first DP experience yesterday. I hooked up on GRINDR with a dude and his boy. The daddy was around 50, powerful build, wearing just his jockstrap. The boy was in his 20s, cubby kinda lad. I'm a big husky man with a decent thick 7 inch cock. The daddy took his jock off and lay on the bed with his hardon standing proud. The boy sat on his dad's cock facing him. He bent forward and I got behind him and shoved my cock in. The boy had a well fucked ass and was loose enough to get in him. I've never felt so horned, man, feeling another dude's hard cock next to mine in a boy's asshole was intense. I slipped out a couple of times but learned not to pull out too far when thrusting. I could feel the dad's cock pulsing and then he shot. I love feeling his sperm cumming over my cock n running out down my shaft and over my balls. he slipped out and left me to pump my seed up his boy's ass. After, the boy sucked both our cocks clean.

Part 15 - Fortune Favours The Bold A week on Jamal sat in the greenhouse alone reading his daily text from Conrad, he was a little concerned when first hearing about Harry turning up and how he and Conrad had finally got it on. His concern was purely around his own need to have Conrad as a friend and a little jealousy ran through him. Today's text seem to make him a little more at ease especially where Conrad explained that Harry jokingly said he wanted to take a ride with Jam and get in a sticky mess with him. He was interrupted mid thought with Felix turning up. "Jam brought you a fresh flask of coffee" Felix said putting it on the workbench. "Thanks" Jamal replied putting his phone down. "Your daily update from Con?" Felix asked sitting next to him. "Yeah, looks like this Harry and he is quite serious" he said opening the flask and pouring a coffee. Felix nodded and looked at him "Are you worried about it?" he asked sensing Jamal was distracted. "So, so" Jamal replied looking at his phone "will he take Con away?" he asked looking at Felix. Felix smiled "Conrad will not leave here" he replied confidently "he loves the manor too much". "I hope so" Jamal said sipping his coffee thanking him again, Felix waved it off as nothing. "Beth and I are out tonight and Simon wants to know if your staying for dinner" Felix said standing up. Jamal shrugged "You mean we will be alone tonight?" he asked laughing nervously "should I?". Felix smiled at him again "Yes you will be alone. What do I tell him?" he asked. Jamal gave a very sceptical nod "Good I will let Simon know and Beth will make you both dinner". With that Felix was gone leaving Jamal alone with this thoughts, he wondered if Simon was going to make a move on him tonight remembering that in his sleepy state the morning the guys left he had literally agreed to put himself on the line. Despite his reservations underneath he liked Simon, he was generous and shown him a lot of kindness. He looked at the photos Conrad had sent him pausing at the one of Adam in his speedos soaking up the sunshine lusting after his image, he laughed at his stupidity going tongue tied and unable to put sentences together when facing Adam. If he had known then that his moment of innocent lust over that image would quickly change the course of his life completely, he would never have acted on impulse and his life would no doubt have taken a different direction. Sitting there alone lost in his own thoughts leading to conflicted feelings about his own sexuality again. Sex with Conrad was one thing being a comfortable, pleasurable experience with a friend, putting himself out there for someone else was a different matter and it would mean getting to know the person and probably discuss sex. Was he ready to discuss points about men having sex together? Jamal looked at the picture again then putting his phone down he went back to pricking out lettuces for the kitchen garden, trying to forget how dumb he must look around Adam. He felt warm and happy inside a strange sensation he had never come across before and he liked it a lot, it gave him a cosy and satisfying sense of well being. Adam had spent the afternoon pacing around the terrace, the evening when everything happened still unnerved him. Had they really felt Jack's presence amongst them. Having gone through it over and over in his head he finally sat down having rearranged his flight back to the UK. He wanted to know if there was anything between him and one person who had spiked his interest. He didn't need to worry about Conrad and Harry plus he wanted to give them the space to be alone, it was the best thing he could do right now. Adam stood at the edge of the pool then dived in surfacing on the other side, he heard two massive splashes and water flying everywhere making him chuckle. Conrad and Harry bombed Adam in the pool the swam erratically towards to him in a rush of water and deliberate splashes, he could hear them laughing amongst the sound of the splashing water from how silly they were behaving. "Well I guess that means you are back from your walk" Adam laughed wiping the water from his face. The both kissed Adam on the cheek and Harry climbed out "I will get some drinks" he said dripping in water. "How is it going?" Adam asked pulling Conrad roughly in to his arms. "Okay" Conrad replied smiling "well more than okay I suppose". "Thank god" Adam spoke kissing him on the mouth "I am flying back ahead of you..." he started staying. "Why?" Conrad asked raising his voice slightly. "I want to give you and Harry a couple of days alone together" Adam replied explaining his reasons. Conrad smirked "Are you going back to the manor?" he asked looking and waiting for a reaction. "Not sure" Adam said slowly "I want to see if..." he stopped mid sentence and backtracked a little "Jamal, is he actually gay?". Conrad ran his finger around Adam's mouth "You fancy him?" he asked knowing full well "I think you should go for it". Adam shrugged "Okay, I fancy him, he has lighted up my life a bit" he replied "please don't intervene!". "I won't" Conrad replied "anyway he goes all tongue tied around you, have you never noticed that?". "A little" Adam said grinning away "it is putting my feelings out there, I haven't done that...". Conrad stopped him with a kiss "Ignore your past Adam I know it is hard. And Jam, well he is very cautious and strangely a bullish person". Adam raised an eyebrow in confusion "In bed he is completely different and very gay!" Conrad said chuckling. "Who is very gay?" Harry asked arriving back handing them both a beer. "Jam" Conrad replied taking his beer and gulping down a mouthful "I never knew if he actually was gay or straight". Harry sat down on the side of the pool "You were straight until Moham waved money in front of you" he laughed. Conrad looked at Harry furrowing his eyebrows in funny anger look "pot and kettle" he said smirking. Adam laughed and Harry leaned forward "Is that so" he said "bet I can make you scream like Moham did". "Boys" Adam moved standing between them "play nicely" he said. Conrad leaned around Adam "Your cock is to girly to make anyone scream" he said giggling. Harry laughed and rubbed his crotch "Made you gag and choke the other night you wuss". Conrad gave Harry a middle finger "You will be screaming and begging for mercy when I stick it to you". Harry scoffed "You will end up with bruises on your forehead from your head hitting the headboard repeatedly from my fucking". "Oh I have had enough of this" Adam said moving "it is turning me on" he laughed displaying his erect cock. Harry slipped in to the pool grabbing Conrad "Fuck you drive me crazy" he said aggressively kissing Conrad. Adam climbed out of the pool watching them with a big erotic smile on his face "That is so hot" he cooed. "Half an hour guys then shower and change for dinner" Adam informed them standing up and walking to his sunbed. Jamal walked in to the manor kitchen just as Beth finished preparing dinner for them and writing instructions, seeing him she gave him the task of heating up the beef bourguignon and vegetables. Jamal read through the notes and smiled and said he could manage without any problem. He wandered off up to Harry's room that he had almost taken over now. Showered and changed he walked down stairs noticing Simon sat in the study, he turned to head towards the lounge where he would wait for Simon. "Jamal" Simon called out "you can come in". Jamal stepped backwards and walked in to the study "Sorry, I didn't know if your were busy" he explained. Simon smiled watching Jamal go over and look at the photos again "Do you want a copy of them?" he asked Jamal chuckled "No, I like looking at them, at Conrad" he specifically said pointing to the pictures. "And him?" Simon asked pointing to the three photos of Adam. "Maybe" Jamal said quietly looking at the eyes staring back at the person taking the photo. Simon stood next to him "Jack took those photos of Adam" he informed him going through how Jack took them. "Did he love him?" Jamal asked turning to Simon "It is the look in his eyes they sort of smile". Simon chuckled "Yes, Jack was the only person Adam felt real affection for at the time". "I see" he said looking back at the picture "and did Jack love him?" Jamal asked. "Of course" Simon replied "unfortunately they were so different in their ways, it would never have worked". "And now Adam has a new interest and one that looks very compatible" Simon said quite casually. Jamal felt saddened hearing this "I hope he can make it work" his voice croaking between his words. Simon laughed and patted him on the shoulder "Right let us see what Beth has left us" he said. "I got it" Jamal said turning to leave "some beef dish, you get the wine I will heat it up". Simon agreed and went off to the wine display in the dining room. Jamal cranked the heat up as instructed by Beth and put the vegetables on. Simon brought Jamal a glass of wine and chatted with him in the kitchen whilst laying the table, electing to eat in the there instead of the dining room since it was the two of them. Something about Adam captivated him and he was unsure if it was a jealously of his friendship with Conrad. His own closeness to Conrad had him thinking of men through different eyes, seeing a more attractive side to the male body. He couldn't believe that only a few hours ago it was a conflicted feeling and the more he thought about it and saw reminders of Adam he was flipping sides subtly and getting aroused at the thought of Conrad's body, no longer did he think of women. He suddenly chuckled rather too loudly remembering back to the how good it felt at boarding school and holding on to those cute arses that he ploughed to blow his load as a rampant 19 year old. "What on earth has tickled your fancy?" Simon asked topping his wine up. Jamal smiled "Boarding school, the guys I fucked for pleasure" he said watching the vegetables boil. Simon leaned against the counter watching him "Did you think you were gay then?" he asked curiously. "No" Jamal replied quickly "everyone was sort of doing it or letting guys rub them off". Simon chuckled "I did" he confessed "I fucked nearly every guy in my class" he said smiling fondly. "You did?" Jamal asked watching Simon nod "I fucked my geography tutor" he said "he was pretty cute and young". Simon laughed hard "Jam you are a naughty boy" he said with a mock shocked tone in his voice. Jamal turned to Simon "The other day when you said I fucked like a school boy, what did you mean?" he asked. "Oh" Simon was caught off guard "I meant it was like you had no control and just wanted to cum". Jamal nodded "Right, the other night I made love to Con, well it felt like it" he informed Simon. Simon looked seriously at Jamal "Normally I would have had a guy like you in bed weeks ago knocking you up". "So why didn't you?" Jamal replied "I am not asking you to do it" he said trying to ensure Simon understood. Simon smiled "Conrad" he replied "simple as that, you stood up for him and I respect you for it". "Veg is ready" Jamal said turning the heat off embarrassed by the veiled compliment he received. "Simon" Jamal turned to him "Can you show me how to do it properly?" he asked "tonight?". Simon contemplated him for a moment "Serve dinner" he replied "then we can talk about it". Simon grabbed some plates "We could hire you a porn star to play with" he said chuckling out of the blue. Jamal nearly burnt himself on the oven laughing so much "That is silly why they would they want to?". "If the money is right anyone is for hire" Simon replied putting the plates on the table. Jamal put the food on the table "You mean like Con and this Arab guy?" he laughed out loud. Jamal leaned back on the sofa sat next to Simon, his head a little fuzzy from the heavy claret they were still enjoying. Simon took Jamal's glass and place it on the coffee table in front of them, Jamal giggled nervously knowing the next few minutes were either going to freak him out or have the opposite effect. Simon sat back putting his arm around Jamal's shoulder pulling him closer, expecting to have a quick discussion he was caught off guard finding Simon's lips closing in and working his mouth open until they kissed. His first instinct was to push Simon off gently being unprepared, his head was immobilised and Simon was not letting him move away. His hands could feel the meaty muscles in the arms under the shirt that folded Jamal's resistance into a feel rather than push. Simon persisted and he could feel the subtle changes in Jamal and his urge to push away dissipating, deliberately flexing his bicep Jamal moaned and relinquished all control, his cock bursting in to a full erection feeling the bicep in his hand flexing causing him to squeeze it harder and spearing his tongue in to Simon's mouth with his arousal growing in intensity. Losing track of time Jamal had no idea how long he had been kissing Simon and feeling his body, what he could feel was the warm air flowing from the log fire wafting over his skin. Like a magician Simon had disrobed Jamal down to his underwear. He became aware that he was now touching the supple tight skin of Simon's body, the hairs on Simon's chest rubbing against his chest felt incredible. The last flickers of resistance in Jamal's body died with the tide of desire taking over from the tips of his fingers to his toes. Eyelids fluttered and closed savouring the kiss his arms snaking around Simon, he moaned lightly feeling his body lifting and the sudden warmth of the log fire increased with his body being lowered on to the snugness of the hearth rug encapsulating his back. Jamal opened his eyes lifting his hips allowing Simon to remove his underwear, he looked up at the incredible body that loomed over him. Tiny gasps now escaping his lips, Simon kissed along his stomach and chest moving upwards over his nipples where he paused and teased them with gentle bites and sucks. Jamal ran his hands over the shoulders and down the arms feeling the biceps again. His head trying to take in each incredible sensation his body was feeling. Everything Simon did made him gasp or moan in utter content. Simon moved upwards again kissing around Jamal's neck and chin line finding his mouth. Jamal opened his eyes the tapping at his hole getting more pronounced from Simon's cock. "Simon" Jamal spoke softly getting his attention "do you have condoms?" he asked. Simon smiled "We don't need condoms Jam" he replied softly kissing his neck letting the words linger in the air. "If Con didn't infect you I will" Simon said pushing his cock harder against Jamal's hole. Jamal pushed Simon's shoulders "I carry a high viral load" Simon said seductively "one toxic dose from me". Jamal pushed harder "Wait, you would deliberately do that?" he asked sounding shocked but strangely drawn to it. "Yes" Simon replied softly grinning "drops of my precum are enough infect you, maybe adding to Conrad's and recharging you". Jamal groaned he could feel the cock was slicker knowing the precum was already at his hole "Really?" he asked gasping. Simon nodded watching Jamal for any reaction and applying more pressure through his hips, the slickness of the precum eased his hole open a little more. Jamal's body pushed up with his moan, the hands moved from Simon's shoulder to his waist. Simon leaned forward and kissed Jamal sensually 'Tell me to stop Jam' he whispered softly giving him a moment then pushing harder again, Simon moaned feeling the hole slipping around the head of his cock pushing the foreskin completely back ready for penetration. Jamal moaned again arching his neck back 'Tell me you want it Jam' Simon said kissing his exposed neck, Jamal gasped louder with Simon pushing his hips down again moving part of his shaft in to Jamal's arse spreading it open wider. His fingers dug in to Simon's flesh body reacting from the pain that also felt amazing at the same time 'You want me to wreck you like Conrad did?' he asked probing with his cock. Jamal finally managed to control the moans and gasps 'I am going to fuck you after' he squeaked out eliciting a response from Simon with another jab and probing with his cock, Simon smirked down at Jamal 'Beg me for it Jam' he replied 'Beg for it' he repeated 'Demand me to infect you' he stared in to Jamal's eyes slowly nodding his head to urge Jamal to say it. Jamal knew it was going to happen but couldn't bring himself to say the words, Simon penetrated him balls deep hard then pulled almost all the way out again, Jamal's body tensed up his back arching off the rug. Simon kissed him hard then raised his head 'Beg me to fuck you and leave my mark in you' he said switching to a menacing tone that still had a teasing edge on it 'Beg or I rape you' he demanded jabbing his cock again releasing a soothing coat of precum. Simon licked his lips and moaned sexually wriggling his hips 'You got some precum inside you now, the work has started' he said grinning down at Jamal who responded digging his fingers in to Simon's flesh harder and moaning 'Fuck you turn me on' he said through his moans 'So fucking evil' he rolled his head from side to side 'You are not going to beg for it are you?' Simon asked rotating his hips watching the smile form on Jamal's mouth 'No, you will have to rape me' he responded between his groans. The words only just left his lips before he felt the crashing down of Simon's hips impaling him deep and hard, Jamal cried out loudly scratching Simon's back caught by surprise his toes curled in and stretched out his legs and body quivered and trembled from body shattering thrusts delivered in rapid succession. There was no easing in as Simon went full throttle making sure Jamal could feel him tearing at his arse changing the angle of his cock attacking every side of Jamal's anal wall. His hands moving everywhere unsure where to grab hold of Simon floating in bizarre pleasure unaware of his legs clamping around Simon egging him to deliver on his word. His body riding forward until they hit Simon's arms either side of his head preventing him from moving too far forward, back his body moved only to be pushed forward again. The skill and dedication of his powerful thrusting rained down in a relentless fashion on him. Jamal was so overcome from a maddening desire he squeezed his legs harder around Simon's waist, his toes involuntarily curled tight folding in on themselves. Jamal looked up at the grin of intention on his face, a look of absorbing himself of any culpability in his actions. He gasped from the depth of the penetration, his balls slapping against Jamal's arse 'Fucking evil' he said looking up at Simon who responded with a merciless grin, his balls moved and keeping his grin he delivered in stealth mode, no change in rhythm or look on his face. Simon gave nothing away in his expression, feeling his toxic seed delivering deep with perfect accuracy 'Dirty fucking bitch' Simon roared down at Jamal feeling the last of his orgasm retreating and resetting itself ready to deliver again, he leaned down and kissed Jamal and continued hammering in hard 'Want me to stop?' he asked teasing Jamal with several accentuated power thrusts 'Fuck no' Jamal responded moaning louder 'Finish... finish what you started' he cried out slapping Simon's back. For a moment Jamal felt the fucking get easier but the pain returned with his thrusts that seemed like no end was in sight. Jamal rand his hand over Simon's torso that glistened with sweat, tweaking Simon's nipple 'No' Simon said trying to focus. It was too late and the touching of his nipple sent the shock ricocheting from his erogenous zone all though his body spreading out then congregating in one jolt of electricity to his balls that tightened rapidly. He pushed up crashing Jamal's shoulders against the barriers his arms formed 'Fuck yessssss' he cried out jolting his hips feeling his second load flooding in to Jamal's body. He collapsed forward grabbing hold of Jamal tightly to prevent him moving away, his post orgasm pulses moving through his hips and cock grinding deeper in to Jamal's battered arse. They laid there quietly for several minutes "You are way to willing" Simon said kissing him. Jamal's panting easing his body numbed to the pain he endured "What did you just do to me!" he stated panting and grinning. Simon pulled his cock out slowly "Gave you what you needed Jam, twice" he said rolling on to his back. Jamal wiped his forehead of sweat from the heat of the log fire "You came twice?" he asked seemingly confused. "Yes" Simon replied gloatingly "double barrelled you Jam". Jamal slapped his erect cock "My turn" he said turning his head grinning at Simon. Simon laughed "Just this once mind you" he replied easing his breathing back to a normal state "you wanted teaching so this is your lesson". Jamal kneeled up and set himself into position "You have an excellent body Simon". Simon looked up at him "Shut up and get on with it" he replied chuckling. With Simon's teaching Jamal learnt several ways of enhancing the bottoms experience resulting in him using the word wow many times. Guiding Jamal expertly who picked things up really quickly and felt a totally different sensation from wanting to simply empty his nut sack. They took a break and drank some wine discussing sex which felt totally abnormal for Jamal before getting back to it over the course of the evening then going to bed together. His attempt at fucking with a condom turned out to be the worst experience he felt, it lead up to him learning how to whip it off mid fuck and plant your seed in the unsuspecting bottom. In truth it shocked him at first and put Simon in a very different light, the weirdness, the danger, the excitement of planting his seed in to another human was a strange turn on, this devious edginess he saw in Simon thrilled him giving a peek in to the darker side of the gay world. Jamal woke up the following morning a completely different person in both morals and sexual awareness. He spent a moment recalling his night with Simon that he never really expected to materialise, he was pleased it had though. The one thing he did learn was being gay allowed a man to get sex at the drop of a hat and without any need of conversation. Jamal climbed out of bed stretching, his arse a little sore but no where near as bad from when Conrad went on a mission to wreck him, his body felt abnormally warm as he stood up. Simon turned over waking up "You getting up?" he asked looking at Jamal's body. "Morning, yes I have work to do otherwise Conrad will punish me" Jamal replied giving a cheeky grin. "You worry to much" Simon said moving and sitting on the edge of the bed "you okay?" he asked. Jamal nodded "Guess so, thanks for the lesson last night" he said smiling. "You felt a little warm last night in bed and you have sweat on your forehead" Simon informed Jamal. Jamal walked over to the mirror "I feel okay" he replied wiping the tiny beads of sweat, just a little warmer than usual". Simon walked towards the bathroom "You must tell me if you don't feel well Jam". Looking at his reflection in the mirror he couldn't see anything wrong and brushed it off from laying next to Simon all night. By the time Simon had showered and gone downstairs Jamal was already outside trimming the hedges around the pool terrace. He smiled reading the latest news Conrad and Harry, finally he thought to himself then reading further down the message he saw that Adam was leaving a couple of days early so they could have some alone time. He sent a reply to Adam telling him it was fine for him to come to the manor and to stop asking since he was always welcome, Simon spoke to Beth and told her to prepare a bedroom for Adam who staying a few days. In fact Simon was quite pleased he was coming back in time for the weekend, he needed to twist Adam's arm to moderate the auction and he also needed Adam to procure some more shares. It played on him a little deciding if he should bring Jamal along to be auctioned off for the night. On second thoughts he might not appreciate being sold off to the highest bidder, then again he could make quite a bit of money. Sipping his coffee he looked out of the study window watching Jamal in his shorts and boots smiling away, he was interrupted by his conference meeting pinging up on his laptop. Despite having sold the company off part of the deal was for Simon to receive a 10% stock holding in the parent company IntecSolutions that purchased his company. That way he retained a slight foothold and some voting rights, with the dividend returns over the years Simon had been purchasing additional shares using Adam as the owner. Now holding 35% of the shares he found out through an investor that the company was quietly running a buy back scheme, the aim of keeping it discreet was to prevent an inflated price. Stealth take over was like a game to Simon, although this was different from other stealth activities it still gave him the same kind of thrill. Their meeting today was a run of the mill one and to set the quarterly result targets for the year ahead, his eye suddenly caught by Felix crossing the terrace with a flask and handing it to Jamal then standing there chatting to him. They were both laughing and talking seemingly getting on very well now despite the rocky start. He returned to the laptop spending two hours watching the faces of the CEO and CFO waiting for them to get to item 7 on the agenda, here they revealed the buy back plan and seeking full board approval to use cash flow and equity. Simon objected knowing full well that stripping the assets to buy shares was never a good move. The vote went in favour of the buy back and by the time the meeting had finished it was already public knowledge pushing the share price to an inflated level and halting the buy back. Simon made a call to the Securities and Exchange Commission highlighting some concerns anonymously, now he had to wait for the commission to launch a probe which would then bomb the share value causing an off loading and flooding the market with unwanted shares. Why did he do it? Mostly for fun and a non serious business side, he had enough of those to keep him occupied so needed some kind of light hearted distraction. He closed the laptop and looked out at Jamal who was taking some time out and laying on the terrace enjoying the spring sunshine. It was watching Jamal who seemed not to have a care in the world and clearly enjoying his job and being at the manor, that Simon made a few decisions that would impact the lives of those living around him in close proximity. It had been a risk allowing Jamal access to the manor that had paid off, he was discretion absolute and had no concerns over him. As expected within minutes the CFO, Carrington, had sent him an email asking about his objections and laying the offer to buy to his shares on the table. He had only met Carrington once before in Atlanta at the head office, he was young for a CFO at 33 and obviously the guy was an American Football jock with a very sturdy body under his shiny grey suit and white shirt that he wore. Simon intended on ignoring the email until after the weekend when he would deal with Carrington. Simon opened the study French windows and walked over to him "I pay you to work not sunbathe" he said. Jamal opened one eye looking up at him "Get over yourself and join me" he replied closing his eye. "You think I have nothing better to do than lay around when I should be working?" Simon asked grinning. Jamal waved his hand keeping his firmly closed "Dock my pay then" he said so casually it made Simon laugh. "Where do you see your life going Jam?" Simon asked going serious "What do you want to do or achieve?". Jamal opened his eye again "Who knows" he replied looking curiously at him "my parents keep pressuring me". Simon sat down next to him "Is that why you like to escape up here?" he asked. "Mostly" Jamal responded "gets me away from the constant questioning" he said sighing "and working here". Simon chuckled and Jamal sat up and looked at him "Why do you hide yourself away here?". Simon glanced at him "Makes life less complicated and I don't like socialising much" he replied. "Except if your getting something out of it" Jamal replied grinning and laying back down "suck me off". "No" Simon said drawing out the pause between "You can get to work on mine though" he said smirking at Jamal. Jamal smiled "No" he replied then closed his eyes "pay me to do it as you are docking my wages". Simon laughed his cocky arrogance that he had grown to like "Maybe I will auction your arse off Saturday". "Fuck no" he replied sitting up again "You having one of those weird parties Con told me about?" Jamal asked. Simon nodded "Yes so you might want to keep a low profile or I will auction you off" he laughed. Jamal laid back down again "You get 50% of the auction price" Simon said standing up planting the idea firmly in Jamal's head. Jamal waved his hand "No I am not a piece of meat" he replied grinning. Simon laughed "You were last night" he replied kneeling down giving him a kiss "Dinner tonight?". "Yes, thanks Simon" Jamal replied. "Good" Simon said kicking Jamal's foot "we will be three tonight" he finished saying walking off before Jamal could ask questions. Jamal sat up about to ask who was coming to dinner but Simon was already at the study and closing the door. He never expected them to be three for dinner and no idea who it was, he walked up to the kitchen looking through the window hoping to see Felix or Beth to ask them, he scanned round again finding the place quiet with no sign of them. Jamal returned to the pool terrace to finish off trimming the hedges, it was the only job he had to do today taking his time he wanted to make sure it was done correctly. His mind kept going back to the conversation with Simon auctioning him off and getting 50%, he remembered when Conrad accidentally mentioned it then became evasive when probed simply saying it was just a small orgy. He chuckled to himself cutting away at the hedges, auction me off he said to himself laughing then stopping himself wondering if he really was considering doing it just for the cash. Felix arrived at Gatwick to meet Adam and during the ride back to the manor he spent the time telling Felix about Conrad and Harry, then swerving the conversation around to Jamal trying to be non specific and casual. The closer they got to the manor the more his nerves kicked in, it had been years since Adam had thrown his emotions down on the table, not since Jack had he been intimate with another man. Some had come close and tried to get in to Adam's world but the gates were locked shielding him from unwanted intruders. Adam looked up from his phone and asked Felix to stop by the church. Felix looked at Adam through the rear view mirror and nodded, he didn't need to ask anymore questions and after fifteen minutes they pulled up outside the church. Adam walked along the path to the grave 'Hey Jack, you been on a little holiday and freaking us all out?. Not cool, I know you liked to joke around but that was crossing the line. I feel ready Jack, I would never have got to this point without you and the love and support you gave me. I am going to get him no matter what, you once told me if I wanted something be bold and work at it until I got it.' Adam stood up and kissed the headstone 'I will come back tomorrow with some flowers, Conrad gave me specific instructions which ones. God he has really taken over, you did a wonderful job nurturing him over the years. Well it is all or nothing over the next few days, oh, and no interfering, you know what I mean!' Adam smiled and took a few steps then turned 'I wish you was here to hold my hand Jack'. Adam wiped his eyes and walked back to the limo and the short drive to the manor. Adam entered and already he felt something was missing from the place, Simon came out of the study to greet him and Adam commented how quiet the place was without Conrad making a mess or noise somewhere around the place. Simon laughed agreeing with him and took Adam up to the bedroom Beth had made up for him. "Dinner at 7pm if you want to take a nap" Simon said turning to leave "It's good to have you back here". Adam was looking out of the window down the drive "Which is Jamal's house?" he asked. Simon turned holding the door and chuckled "Don't worry he is joining us for dinner" he said leaving the room. He sat on the bed looking at the closed door almost too afraid to leave the room. Pull yourself together he told himself standing up and retrieving his bags that Felix had brought up ahead of him. Losing track of time and spending a good half an hour in the shower thinking of what to say and how to say it. Realising that dinner was only minutes away he began to dry himself. Jamal arrived back at the manor from picking up a few more clothes and making an appearance so his parents knew he was still alive, his mother did not appear overly concerned that he was spending time at the manor since he had a job. She was kind of glad he had got out of the house and was doing something rather than sitting in his room listening to music and talking with that bad lot in Guildford. Jamal dumped his clothes in the study collapsing on the sofa watching Simon who was finishing off some work. "Made yourself comfortable I see" Simon remarked grinning without looking over. Jamal sighed "Yeah" he replied "you let me in your house so I am settling in" he said smiling. Simon chuckled "Good" he replied watching Jamal stand up and walk over to the photos "again?" he said. "I miss him, can't wait until he gets back" Jamal replied looking at the photos of Conrad then Adam. Simon closed the laptop "How are you feeling Jam?" he asked curiously wondering if his body was converting. "Fine" Jamal replied glancing over his shoulder at him "a little cold earlier but I feel alright". "You look like you want to lick that photo" Simon said watching him "do you find him sexy?". Jamal shrugged "That's just it, I don't know" he softly spoke "suppose so I think" he said scratching his chin. Simon watched Adam appear standing at the door "What if I was attracted to him?" Jamal spoke again. Simon glanced at Jamal then Adam "What does your heart tell you Jam?" Simon asked. Silence prevailed until Jamal spoke "He is a man and..." he paused "I don't know how to love a man". "You love Conrad" Simon replied watching Jamal fixated on Adam's photo "can you love a man?". Jamal shrugged again "Conrad is different, more friendship love. Loving another man freaks me out". Simon sat back in his chair quickly glancing at Adam "Do you know why it freaks you out?" he asked. "Afraid of the unknown Simon, commitment, parents, everything" Jamal replied only making half sense. Adam stepped forward "What if I was attracted to you and wanted you?" he asked. Jamal jumped and turned going red "Oh... err... I..." he ran out of the French windows across the terrace. Simon chuckled "You get him tongue tied every time, I think it is completely obvious you scare him". Adam walked over to the doors unable to see him "He will keep" he replied watching him disappear in the garden. Simon stood up laughing "I am glad your hear I need to ask a favour" he said "Don't worry about Jam". Simon explained to Adam that he needed a Jack this weekend for the auction and started going in to detail. Jamal hid in the greenhouse palpitations hammering hard in his chest, unsure if it was the excitement or freaking out. He never expected Adam to be standing there of hearing the conversation. Leaning back against the wall trying to calm down Jamal felt like a jolt of electricity had passed through his body. He could hear footsteps approaching and recognised the steps knowing it was Felix. "Fella you got to stop running" Felix said walking in to the greenhouse. "Sorry" Jamal replied catching his breath "what the fuck is wrong with me?" he asked not expecting a reply. Felix stood looking at him "Your nerves" he stated "probably afraid of already knowing the outcome". "Outcome!" Jamal remarked "you think there is an outcome?" he asked sounding shocked. Felix smiled "Definitely. I am almost sure Adam has come back here for you" he said hinting Jamal to follow. Jamal steadied himself following Felix "What does he want with me?" he asked trying to seek an answer. "That you will have to find out" Felix replied turning to Jamal "come on keep up they are waiting". Adam agreed to stay the weekend and reminded Simon that Conrad was due back on Saturday evening and no doubt Harry would be with him. Simon chuckled informing him that Moham would be here and is bringing a couple of guys, one bottom and one who is versatile but agreed to bottom for the night. Simon understandably omitted his conversation earlier with Jamal and auctioning him off. Jamal walked in to the dining room and Felix played to his strength asking him to select the wines for dinner, Simon and Adam walked in seeing the backs of them discussing wine and examining bottles with Jamal handing him a Chauteauneuf-du-Pape for the main and Chablis premier cru for the starter. Felix nodded and smiled telling him it was an excellent choice. Jamal turned hearing the guys entering the dining room whilst Felix went off to chill the Chablis, he stood rooted to the spot looking at Adam who smiled at him. His head in turmoil unable to take his eyes off Adam, it was like the picture was standing life size in front of him. Shaking the thoughts off he managed to take a few steps forward and sit down before he fell making a fool of himself. Simon was having a ball waiting and watching Jamal who seemed to glaze over trying not to look at Adam. Throughout dinner Simon steered the conversation around gardening and the villa in Sardinia which seemed to keep Jamal's focus from thinking about the guy sat next opposite him. Adam paid Jamal numerous compliments about his choice of wine with each course, chuckling at Jamal's quiet response and grin on his face. Adam wanted to go over and kiss the face off him, it was the longest time he had sat with Jamal and with each passing moment he was falling crazily deeper in love with him. The merest hint of Moroccan descent in his facial features, the olive skin and dark hair naturally fitted the youthfulness that Jamal exuded. He had to step back a moment wondering if the 7 year age gap was to big and maybe that was the reason Jamal seemed to mentally fight him off. Simon asked Felix to serve coffee in the lounge and the three of them stood, Adam held back waiting for Jamal. "Shall we?" Adam softly asked holding the door and Jamal nodded, he waited until Jamal stood by him. Jamal looked at Adam "After you" he said finally managing to say something to Adam. Adam smiled and waited the other side of the door for Jamal "Why are you fighting me Jamal?" he asked. "Am I?" Jamal asked stopping in his tracks unaware of his flirtatious look "Fighting you for what?". "My affection" Adam replied looking in to his eyes laying his emotions bare. "Why?" Jamal asked "what do you want from me?" his words seemed to plead for the truth. "Surely you know how attracted to you I am" Adam said opening his heart to Jamal. Jamal turned and walked towards the lounge "Yeah" he replied "you coming or standing there all night?". His heart lifted at the same time it sunk unsure what Jamal's response actually meant. Maybe he was just too forward for Jamal. The strangest warm fuzzy feeling grew inside his body, never before had anyone said so much in so few words, the words were enough to spike Jamal's overly keen interest. His own sense of self doubt diminished smiling to himself knowing that what he heard was very close to a complete confession of love. He turned and smiled to Adam who was walking towards him standing by the door to the lounge. "You after commitment or just a fuck?" Jamal asked out of the blue taking Adam by surprise. Adam stopped at the door "If it was just a fuck I would have had you weeks ago" he replied. Jamal almost lost his bottle to speak and have to swallow hard "You reckon?" he asked. Adam smirked at him "Stop playing games, you want me ". Jamal stood watching Adam walk in to the lounge and sit on the sofa whilst Simon poured coffee for them all. Was it possible that this one person could flick a switch like that turning Jamal on light a light bulb. Jamal closed the door and walked over to Simon and took the cup of coffee Simon offered thanking him and sitting down on the sofa. Not apart, not on a separate one but right next to Adam, the boldness in his mannerisms almost screamed that he was no longer scared of Adam. Simon poured the last cup of coffee for himself and glanced at Adam and Jamal who both sat there grinning like mischievous children scared to move or look at each other in fear of being told off. The crickets seemed louder than ever now the storm had passed, the lightning flashing brilliantly over the sea with the waning storm. Harry reached over and picked up his bottle of beer then rested his head back against Conrad's chest sitting in between his legs, they had been sat here for several hours under the canopy watching the storm. Conrad fingering Harry's nipples and chest, Harry running his fingers along Conrad's legs that were folded around him again. A quiet serene state of happiness existed around them. A little bit of nervousness existed in each other with neither one wanting to make the first move being their first night alone together. Ever since Adam left they had walked and talked a lot revealing everything about themselves, their lives, families and hopes. Conrad found a braveness to talk about Joshua and the weekend of events that unfolded, it gave Harry a better insight and understanding on where he needed to be a little more cautious and not freak Conrad out. Harry watched Conrad's fingers caressing his chest and let out a very contented sigh, it was so comfortable, so right that he didn't want to move or be apart from Conrad for a moment longer. Conrad moved his fingers up Harry's chest passing over the nipples and stroking his neck and chin, he could feel each nervous breath Harry took, he leaned forward and kissed Harry on the head. "You ready to go to bed?" Conrad asked feeling Harry stroking his leg with long tender strokes. Harry nodded gently "I think so, pretty tired I could do with some sleep" he replied. Conrad tweaked Harry's nipple "I wasn't thinking of sleeping just yet" he said chuckling. Harry turned his head and smiled looking up at Conrad, a view he was enjoying more and more wanting to pinch himself to make sure this time it was definitely real.

I love it, i will suck my dildos off too, my man hole has alot slime qhen i am horned, i also have anal orgasms, so my hole usey all slimed

Felt my hole twitching last night as I hung out late night after work. Started fingering my hole as I wore my girl’s crotchless panties. Started cruising grindr again. Wasn’t really expecting a hook up even though I had fully cleaned out, and my hole was dripping wet in anticipation. I get a message though. This time an anon 28yr heavy set white guy, nice thick 7” cut. Didn’t see his face, only a couple cock pics sent through the app. That was good enough for me. My wife was asleep upstairs but I invited him over anyway and told him it would have to be a quick pump and dump. He eagerly agreed. After a few minutes, he came through the door to my basement. Found me on all fours with my ass in the air. He got straight to it, first eating out my hole before sliding his cock balls deep. He pounded rough for 5 min or so, none stop, balls slapping my ass, until he asked me where I wanted his nut. I begged and moaned that he should breed me deep, to knock me up like a highschool slut. He pounded a few more times and then let out a deep guttural sigh as his cock convulsed and his seed shot deep in my guts. Thought he would leave after I cleaned off his cock with my throat, but instead it only got him harder. He told me to lean against the wall as he stood and blasted a second load into my sloppy pussy. Cleaned him a second time, tasting my sweet ass juice mixed with his cum, before he left promising another visit. After, I went and laid next to my wife as my wrecked hole leaked his anon cum on to our sheets. Feeling like such a slut.

I love pure anon blindfolded no pic/cock pic only fucks. sometimes it evolved into no blindfold but still pure fucking. One guy home in DC (I’m currently in PS until my office reopens - hey daddy anon cocks) bred me for 12 years - we started full anon but eventually lost the blindfold. Never learned his name (he is in my phone under his manhunt profile name lol) and our conversations were via text: “yo” ”20 min? Door is unlocked” ”here” ”come in” ”thanks” “👍🏼“ He moved a few months back and damn I miss that guy - he was on my “never say no” list. Blond hung lean and amazing breeder

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

Hi guys quick note before i start i'm new at writing fiction (first story >.< ) but thought since i have enjoyed so many of your amazing orgasm inducing tales i should try contribute to the community, so any feed back is more than welcome as its the only way we get better. a quick sorry in advance for the punctuation i have dyslexia and its a bitch. this story is based on all those films where the monster is loose and hunts its pray transforming them into creatures like itself, which always really turned me on ... and seems a natural fit for a genetically modified poz monster who wants to convert as many as possible with its toxic dick. nobody dies in this story they just become infected with super HIV developed by a shady pharma corp and transform still living into there new form. i hope you all enjoy and on with the story...... The group walked up to the glass and steel building of Gentech, its massive sign still lit proclaiming “Gentech a better world for all”. But with the lights in the building out and all personnel gone it looked eerie and dead they knew the building was fully evacuated except for basement levels where the labs are and from reports those lab floors were like a small labyrinth. The basement levels had been sealed due to a biological containment alarm with the twelve scientists who working at the time were still down there needing extraction. That was the job of S.R.A.R.G, a search and rescue group used by government to get assets out of compromising situations, the group sent was delta squad a five-man strong retrieval team each hand picked for their skills. The Figures moved up to the doors and slipped inside with military precision, five figures in all wearing black bio-containment suits the front figure held a tablet with a metal wand hooked up to it they waved it though the air of the large glass atrium the tablet lit up green, the figure nodded and they moved quickly across the marble floor their footsteps and rustling suites echoing off the glass and steel in the still darkness they reached an elevator and the front figure typed a code the beeping seeming too loud by far, the metal doors slid open with a shush of air and the group stepped inside without a word, the elevator descended. The figures remained silent the elevators doors opened again and they stepped into a small concrete room only just big enough to hold them all, a red light pulsed on the wall a message flashing on a small black screen underneath “containment breach full lock-down in effect” the figure with the tablet moved up to the large blast door that took up one wall like the entrance to a tomb. he plugged the tablet into it with a small cable, swiftly moved his hands across the glass pad within a few seconds the red flashing light stopped and the large metal door rumbled up. the figures braced themselves but they were only met with a set of glass doors leading to a long corridor lit with dull yellow emergency lights no panicked scientists. The lead figure pushed the glass door open carefully and waved the metal rod it took a few seconds but the tablet once again showed a green icon on the screen, the figure pulled the mask free from his face with a sigh of relief “all clear guys” he was greeted with a rush of hot moist air that smelled like a locker room, “Air isn't too fresh though makes sense with the air con off down here, but the system says there are dangerous no toxins or gasses ” He quickly striped off the rest of the bio hazard suite showing the black military boots, fatigues, jacket a bullet proof vest over the top seemed filled with tech gear, the man was in his twenties 5 foot 9 with sparkling green eyes his blond hair shaved up the sides and back and let to grow long on the top it made him look like a surfer dude who had dressed like a swat officer for Halloween. The other four followed his lead pulling off the black suits to show similar cloths, “if nothing is showing up why the lock down Gray?” Nate was a large man and team leader he looked in his early 30’s with a body that had been carefully sculpted at the gym, his chestnut hair and beard were both buzzed close to the skin Grey looked back up from the tablet and shrugged “no idea, I would need to get into their computer systems to have a look at what they were working on, mission brief just has they were outsourced by the military intelligence on a number of sensitive projects” Nate nodded and looked over the group “right where are going to split up and find the people trapped down here while Gray pulls the files from the main computers … mission control want to know what the hell they were playing with down here” he pointed at two men one could have been a blond frat boy not over 25 and the other with olive skin black hair “Jackson and Alverez you two search the labs and office area me and cooper will escort Graves to the main server room and then join you, be careful we still don’t know what triggered the biohazard alert ” Both men saluted and Jackson and Alverez moved into the Lab complex guns drawn Nate watched them disappear around the corner and had a bad feeling but looked as Gray and Nick cooper a 5;12 Black man with a swimmer's body and Scowled “let's get this done fast”.

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

This is generally based on what happened to a guy I know. Maybe I helped part of it happen. There will be several parts. I used to tell myself that I don’t know why I changed. But I’ve had a lot of time to think about it and now I know. In my late night porn-watching, I clicked on a link to a clip with a really hot guy in the thumbnail, a geeky (he was even wearing glasses) muscle guy. He was what, in my fantasies, I would transform myself into. Hey, I had the geek part down already, right? The clip was really short but this guy was getting totally nailed by a big dick. It seemed like really rough sex to me. But as hard as the guy was being fucked and slapped around, he was clearly into it. His cock was rock solid and his eyes were rolling back into his head. And yeah, it was a raw scene. So all this stuff turned me on at once and I came pretty fast and hard and then I freaked out and felt guilty and knew that there was something wrong with me. Which I had been doing since I started jerking off about guys anyway, so that part was pretty familiar. Watching this kind of porn didn’t become an obsession or anything, but every once in a while I’d see some link and click it and, boom! I always busted my nut really fast. Then I had to move. The condo I rented was sold, the new owners wanted to live there, blah, blah, blah. And when I went looking for a new apartment I found a really good deal on a place that was cheap because it was upstairs above a row of bars and restaurants that were open late. This was cool with me because I worked swing shift doing customer service at a call center (and I helped such nice people). I wasn’t getting home until a little after 2 am which was after the places closed. It took me a month or two to realize that the alley behind my building was a cruising spot. With the light off in my bedroom, I could stand in the window and watch guys walk up and down the alley. The lighting wasn’t great, but I could see enough to fuel my imagination. Sometimes two guys would stop and talk and then walk away together, going back to somebody’s place to fuck. But I could also see action from right there. A man would drop to his knees and bury his face in another man’s crotch. Even better would be the times when one guy would turn to face the wall and drop his pants. I’d get a brief glimpse of his ass before another man would step up behind him and they’d start to fuck. Sometimes it was clear that the bottom needed some time to open up and get fucked. But there were other guys who seemed to get down to it right away. Maybe the tops had tiny dicks, but I liked it better thinking that the guys who were getting fucked were sluts who were already full of cum so no lube or loosening up was needed. And that was when I pretty much gave up porn. I had this show outside my window every night. I started to recognize some regulars. There was a short, bearish guy with a salt-and-pepper beard who got lots of blowjobs and a slender, dark-haired man, I thought he was Asian, who sucked him off pretty often, as he did lots of others. On Tuesdays, and only Tuesdays, a redhead showed up. He walked with a nervous energy and always left quickly with someone. I think it was always someone different. I learned a few other things. A lot of blowjobs happened near my window, but the fucking seemed to happen further down the alley, which was frustrating, because dumpsters could block my view. Of course, I had to do some exploring. Walking down the alley in the broad light of day, I realized that one reason that fucking happened further down the alley was that one of the buildings on my side of the street didn’t extend to the back of its lot, so there was a space behind it that was more sheltered. I guessed that this belonged to a storefront that from the street appeared to have been under construction for a while, though I’d never seen workers there when I passed by during the day. Financing problems maybe? Who cared? One Saturday night, I’d actually had a date. It was a total bust--the guy ghosted me mid-date, just walking out of the bar. I hadn’t really liked him but I nursed my wounds with a couple of bourbons before going home. I had another once I got there. I undressed and stood in front of the mirror, drunk-assessing myself at 27. On the plus side, I wasn’t fat, I had a little definition on my pale body, and at 6’1” I had that to be proud of. On the other hand, I wasn’t cute, I didn’t have great hair (mousy brown) and I didn’t really do anything with it, and I don’t have a big dick. All of which I felt explained the fact that my hand had been my only sex partner for a year. But, holy Christ. Guys were having sex outside my apartment. Every Night. My heart was racing as I got dressed again. I felt like I was being incredibly transgressive by not wearing underwear under my jeans. A black t-shirt made me feel more anonymous. Like so many of the men I had watched, I entered the alley at a slow pace, walking close to the far side. Blow-job bear was there, leaning against a door frame. He watched me go past and as I tried to sneak looks at his crotch. What was down there that got him so much attention? I could see two guys ahead of me, on the other side of a dumpster. They were leaning close to each other and I thought they were talking until I drew even with them and saw that a third guy was on his knees between them, his head bobbing from one of their cocks to the other. I stopped and leaned back against the opposite wall. I knew that there was plenty of watching in the alley. It wasn’t out of line to look. I started to get hard and began to rub my cock through my jeans. One of the guys getting blown looked my way. A hispanic guy, maybe my age, pretty eyes. He turned back to looking down at the cocksucker. The other guy turned his head toward me and checked me out. Kinda handsome, dark blond. He smiled and then looked down again as well. I decided to be brave and crossed the alley to lean against the wall about 10 feet away from the trio, my heart still pounding. I could see the cocksucker now. It was the (definitely) Asian guy who got so much practice here. He had buried his head on the blond guy’s dick and was really going to town. As the blond grabbed the cocksucker’s head and started to face fuck him, I saw the other guy’s hand slide down into the back of the blond’s loosened jeans. I guessed he was fingering the blond’s hole The blond started to pant and gasp, “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” and I heard the cocksucker trying to make encouraging noises. Then the blond was shuddering and clearly cumming, his cock deep in the cocksucker’s throat. The hispanic guy was staring at me now as he pulled his hand out of the blond’s pants. Wordlessly, he walked toward me and I could see a thick heavy dick hanging out of his open pants. It was slick with spit and uncut. I was staring right at it, unable to look anywhere else until he was right in front of me. And then he was pushing the index finger of his hand into my mouth and I was sucking on it and thinking that Oh, God, this was the finger that was in the blond’s ass and it tastes like sweat and man and cum and faintly of ass and I am sucking it because this hot guy with the mean cock wants me to and I am such a fucking dirty slut. And this man who understood me in a way I had not smiled at me. He used the finger that was in my mouth, the finger that I was hungrily sucking, to push me down. I stumbled to my knees and he pulled my mouth open sideways as he pushed his cock into my mouth. It tasted just like his finger only stronger. I knew that he’d fucked the blond guy raw and bred his ass. Part of me was completely horrified that I was letting this stranger use me like this and part of me was horrified that I wanted him to use me like this. And another part was angry that the blond guy had been fucked and not me. And angry that the blond guy had been bred and not me. So I began to suck with a fury. I grabbed hold of his asschecks and held on as I tried to pull his cock all the way down my throat. His finger disappeared from my mouth as he grabbed my ears and asserted control of my rhythm. He wouldn’t let me be fast; he held himself in the depths of my throat with each thrust. He didn’t care how much I wanted him to cum Right Now. He was using me. My eyes had teared up and my knees hurt from kneeling on the pavement but I stayed there, totally focused on his cock in my mouth. It went on and on and I kept hoping for him to cum but he didn’t. I heard someone adjusting his clothes and then walk away. And then someone else stood close beside us. “Can you cum again so soon?” a voice asked. “Nope,” I heard. “Not after the way I came in you. I’m just testing this one out.” He stopped me completely and pushed my head back off his cock, looking down at me. I was trembling and my eyes kept darting from his face to his cock and back. “Maybe sometime I’ll fuck him. He fuckin’ needs to be bred, don’t you think?” There was laughter from the blond and then the man who had used me was pulling his pants closed, tucking his magnificent cock inside, and walking away without even looking back at me on my knees in the alley with a rock hard dick still in my pants and a hunger inside.

Tuesday afternoon (Eastern time) I upgraded the software that runs the site. There were a bunch of things that broke when I did the upgrade, but I think things are working again. Please report any problems that started Tuesday afternoon or later in this thread. Don't report any problems that existed before Tuesday.

This morning, a married buddy came round this morning unexpected. "Man, you gotta suck me off". I could see his hard dick straining in his sweats and the lust in his eyes. His wife dun't put out much. I dropped to my knees and pulled his sweats down, he shoved his cock deep on my mouth and fucked my mouth - he lasted a minute until he pumped his sperm down my throat. "Man I needed that" He pulled his sweats up and left with hardly a word. In his mind I just exist to swallow his sperm and I know he gets more sexual pleasure from me than her. Now I just gotta figure out how to et him to fuck my ass.

It's one of the greatest honours a fag can receive. It's impossible for me to even understand the idea of deciding whether or not to swallow a man's seed. Ingestion of the sacred substance was a foregone conclusion the moment the first knee hit the floor. It's basic to my conception of what it means to serve a man sexually.

I love a good DP. My husband and I have gotten fairly proficient at DP. Sometimes he tops and sometimes he bottoms. I have not found a pair of cocks that I will allow to fuck me yet. We have been the first to DP several of our fuck buddies. I prefer to be the top-top and I just lean forward into the bottom, twist my nipples and let the cum fly when it will. It is so hot.

I love sex with younger guys because they like to venture sexually out of their age group. They take care of their bodies for the most part. They can be “old souls” enamoured by the life experience of older men. I love younger pigs because they sniff out older pig daddies readily!

My second load went into a young man who had made himself my fuck boy for the evening. He gave me his ass repeatedly, found other men for me to fuck and did incredible atm on my cock as I pulled out of those other men's holes---how could I not give him my load?

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

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

2. Opening Up "In here," Tiago said, opening a door to a white, brightly lit room. In the middle was an examination table, complete with a set of metal stirrups at the base. James walked in, blinking in the bright light, and Fabien brought up the rear. "Can you get the kit from the closet?" Tiago asked Fabien. Fabien nodded, and walked back out. Tiago turned his attention back to James. "We'll need to do a full physical examination," he said. "Can you strip down for me?" James was still a bit dazed, and took off his shoes and sock, then his shirt and pants. He stood there in his underwear. Tiago looked him over. It was hard to miss the bruised on his face, body, and arms. Nor how his eyes were hollow and empty. Tiago felt his dick twitch, but it was too early to think about that. The boy had been through a lot, but his journey had barely begun. "All the way," Tiago said. "Everything?" James asked. He needed the little bit of protection his underwear offered. He didn't want to be completely naked, especially when Fabien came back. "Everything," Tiago said. "What do you think of Fabien?" "Uh..." James started. He pushed the underwear down and stepped out of them. His dick was soft and limp; the last thing on his mind was sex. He wasn't sure if he ever wanted to be touched again. "I saw you checking him out," Tiago said. From his pocket, he pulled out a phone and another device. He fumbled with the two for a moment, then placed the tripod on the desk, arranging it so the phone pointed directly at James. He tapped the screen. "I have to record this. Now. What happened last night?" "This guy. Conrad. He lives in my building. He invited me over, and I went." "Were you high?" "Yeah. And he gave me more." Tiago's dick was starting to grow. "Did you have sex?" "Yeah. He fucked me." "Did it hurt?" James opened his mouth, but as he started to speak, Fabien walked back in with a black canvas gym bag. "This?" he asked Tiago. "Yeah," Tiago responded. "Close the door," he said, and turned back to James. "Did it hurt?" he asked. "Him fucking you?" "Yeah," James said. He looked up from the floor just enough to see that both Fabien and Tiago were watching him. He felt like a mouse, and the two cats were just playing with him. "Did you ask him to stop?" Tiago asked. "Yeah," James said. He could hear Conrad's laugh. It was harsh and joyous, disturbing and amusing. Conrad had gotten off on James's suffering. "Did he?" "No." James was trembling, remembering how the man's cock had felt inside him. It had been white-hot, burning him. "He didn't." He started to cry, hating his weakness in front of the alpha males. "None of them did." "Them? How many were there?" Tiago saw Fabien rub his groin. "Three," James said. "I think." "Think?" Fabien said. "Could have been more?" "I don't know. I can't remember." He was shaking, cold, tired and sore. "It's going to be all right," Tiago said. "We just need to do a physical examination. Can you get up here?" He pointed at the examination table. "Now, lie back," he continued. "I'm going to put your feet in the stirrups." He didn't wait for James to say anything, but put first his right foot, then left in the leather loops. He tightened them slightly. "Please. No," James said, desperate. "I can't...," he started, but he choked and never finished the sentence. "It's ok," Tiago said calmly and gently. "It just holds your legs in place." Tiago didn't mention how the position left James's ass exposed and defenseless. "Relax," he told James. "We're just going check you out." James closed his eyes. He heard Tiago unzip the bag, and heard the clink of metal against metal. He shivered. It reminded him of the sound the metal carabiners had made as he struggled to escape Conrad's bedroom. He hated that when he thought about it, he couldn't remember any of the details, no matter how hard he tried. But yet, the slightest noise would remind him of one more unbearable moment from the night. "Just relax," Tiago said. His voice was now coming from right by James. "I'm going to adjust the head." He grabbed the pad James's head was resting on, and slid it into a pocket on the exam table. He used his free hand to cradle James's head, and Tiago gently lowered it, so it was hanging off the side of the exam table. James carefully breathed in and out, forcing himself to relax. He was aware of just how naked he was, and how exposed his hole was. Now his mouth felt equally vulnerable. He opened his eyes, and saw Tiago kneeling down, a flashlight in his hand. Standing next to him was Fabien. James could just barely make out the outline of Fabien's cockhead; the denim was lightly frayed, like he was often erect. James had a vision of a thick cock from the night before. He had been in the same position as he was now, his head hanging off the side of the bed. A man had forced his cock into James's mouth and down his throat. He remembered gagging, and the man only pushing deeper. He gasped, and shut his mouth. "Wait," Tiago started to say. "Please," James grunted, then closed his mouth and eyes. James was trembling a bit; he felt his cock try to climb inside him. "Please," Tiago said. "I need to examine you mouth." James tried to open his mouth; he would get it half way, before he remembered choking on a cock, and close it. "Can you open it?" James finally shook his head no. He knew it was too scary. "Let me try something," Tiago said. "Is that ok?" James nodded. "Open your mouth. Just a little." James opened, and Tiago slid a thin wire assembly. It was cold, and James shivered. "Give it a second," Tiago said. He ran his hand over James's exposed body. James focused on the touch, trying not to remember how Conrad had done the same thing as he had played with James's hole. "Better?" he asked. James nodded, and Tiago continued. "Here we go," he said, and pinched the levers to the side together slightly. In James's mouth, the wire assembly sprang open, forcing his mouth open. James lost it. "Fuck, please. Please, please," he said, struggling against the metal restraints. "I can't." As James begged, Tiago noticed that Fabien had stopped trying to hide his dick. The black man was now plainly stroking it, staring at James's futile struggle against the mouth spreader "Sorry," Tiago quickly said, and snapped the spreader back closed. "It's ok. We don't need to use this right now." Fabien stopped stroking as Tiago smoothly pulled the spreader out, and popped out the head support. "Relax," he said. "It's going to be ok. Breathe." He held James's hand, as the boy's breathing slowly returned to normal. "That's ok. I'm going to get something, ok?" James nodded. Tiago let go of the boy's hand, but kept touching the boy. He looked up long enough to see Fabien still watching the two. He was still young, and hadn't yet learned a good poker face. He was horny, and he couldn't hide it. He winked at Fabien, then turned back to James. "I'm gonna get you something," he said, "Something to help you calm down. It'll be just a second, ok?" James nodded. He was crying slightly, and his eyes were red. He hated being naked, his ass still exposed. But it wouldn't be that much longer. So much had happened, and he needed some time to process it. But, before he could say anything, Tiago returned. "Open your mouth," he said. "It's going to calm you down." He took James's hand, and repeated himself. "Calm you down." James opened his mouth slightly, and quickly, the doctor inserted a pipette into his mouth. He squeezed the plastic bulb, and a thick liquid hit the back of James's mouth. Before he realized what he was doing, he swallowed. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" Tiago said, as he handed the used pipette to Fabien. "It's ok?" James said, still trying to hold himself together. "It's hard," he said. "Hard to remember." "It's good to remember," Tiago said. "It helps." Fabien smelled his fingers from where he had held the pipette. "What was that?" he asked. "It's ok," Tiago said James, not yet acknowledging Fabien's question. "Right? It's ok?" "Yeah," James finally managed. "I think." "Good," Tiago said. He turned his attention to Fabien. "It's called GHB. It's good for anxiety and panic. It's sometimes used as a club drug too. But this is how it is supposed to used." "GHB?" James said, finally realizing what he had just swallowed. "No, man. I just can't. I remember taking it. With him." He left the antecedent blank. Even thinking about Conrad's name was hard. "Just breath," Tiago said. "This is ok. This is what it's supposed to be used for. Relax. This is ok." "I know. I need to do this." "Yeah. You can do this. I'm here. Fabien is here." Tiago held one of James's hands, and Fabien took the other. "Just breathe. Relax. It's going to be ok." Slowly, James's breathing slowed down, and he stopped shaking. "You doing better?" "Yeah," James finally said. He hated that they had seen that. He had wanted to be strong for Tiago and for Fabien. "I'm sorry." "It's ok. It's hard," Tiago said. "Let's just talk for now. Is there a part of it that you want to talk about?" "I don't know. It's all. I don't know. Hard." "I know. It can be very intense." He focused his eyes on James. "Did you suck dick like that? With your head back?" "Yeah," James said. He tried not to think about gagging on the unknown man's cock. "I did. I gagged." He remembered choking, needing to breathe and not being able to. He started to tremble again. "Relax," Tiago immediately said. "It's ok. It's in the past." James started to calm down again. "You got fucked as well, right?" "Yeah," James said a second time. It was getting easier for him to remember what had happened, like so many dots were starting to resolve into an image. "I did." There had been a few men. They had all used his holes. "You're strong," Tiago said to him. It made James feel good. "It's good, isn't it? To remember. To share?" "Yeah," James said. He was feeling warm and calm. It was the G kicking in. He didn't mind it. "It's easier now. Talking about it." "Isn't it. Did they all fuck you raw?" Tiago asked. "I know how much you like it bareback." "Yeah. They all did," James said. It was the third thing he had admitted to Tiago. He wasn't as scared any longer, and it was easy to talk to Tiago. James wanted to tell him all the hard things. "That's ok," Tiago said. "It was ok to take their loads." Tiago's dick was dripping in his trousers. He wanted to fuck the boy, but he needed to eased into it. "It felt good," James said. "Inside me." "It does feel good," Tiago said. He turned to Fabien. "We're going to have to do an anal swab on him." Fabien was holding one of James's hands. But his other hand was discreetly rubbing against his dickhead. "Turned on by this?" Tiago asked. "Yeah," Fabien said. "He's really hot. And the story. Wow." "That's good. You said you liked Fabien, didn't you?" Tiago said. He was staring right at James, and nodding his head. James's head was spinning. He had said how hot Fabien was. This was just fun in the office, though. It wouldn't go anywhere. "Yeah, he is hot." Tiago smiled. "Yeah. And his story is intense. Just remember it can be hard for the person talking about it." He turns back to James. "I know this is hard. But we need to continue, OK? The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can move on to bigger things." Tiago nodded his head again. James imitated his movements, already spaced out on G. "Yeah," James said. "Get it over with. But I'm...." He started, but then trailed off. "Scared?" Tiago asked. "Yeah." "That's all right. We can get this done quickly, OK?" Tiago smiled and nodded. James mirrored him. "We can help you, is that good?" "Yeah. Just be here. With me." "Of course," Tiago smiled, and turned to Fabien. "Under the table by his waist and chest," he said. The black boy produced two restraining straps, matched by the ones the doctor was holding. "On three." Fabien smiled, and held the straps at the ready. "One. Two. Three." Before James knew what was happening, Tiago was tightening the strap around his chest, holding him in place. "It's all right," Tiago whispered into James's ear, as the boy struggled not to have a full-fledged panic attack. "Just relax. I hope this is going to go by quickly."

As a bttm slut who prefers bb "natural" (unflushed), if any shit does get on the guys cock it is my duty/responsibility to perform ATM ... should always volunteer and even beg to do it for him. Gets me mega horned when I am performing that service,

Once upon a time... Yes, this is a story from ages ago. Two decades, actually. I was young, quite decent-looking even if I do say so myself, and ever so innocent... (Okay, I was a bit of a slut.) Anyway, I had been to the local gay club and had been chatting at the bar with an ex of mine and a couple of random guys - one of whom I quite fancied. When the club closed at 6am the four of us decided to go for breakfast, but since everywhere was closed we stopped by a bakery and bought some rolls and butter and then went to one of the guys' apartment to eat. All cool, no fun and games. But quite frankly, after breakfast at 7am we were all sort of tired, so the four of us piled into the guy's bed and went to sleep. Well... I didn't quite go to sleep. I was next to the guy I fancied in our four-guys spooning situation, so I reached around for his cock. Oh, God! It was as lovely as his face!!! And grew quite quickly in my hand, so he didn't seem to mind... I was trying to be subtle so as to not wake my ex and the guy whose bed we were in, but the guy I was slowly wanking started moaning, so they soon understood what was happening. I'm not quite sure how it came about, but it seemed there was a consensus that I was the bottom. Sure, hands and tongues touched my cock, but really the attention seemed to be on my mouth and my arse. I desperately wanted to suck the cock of the guy I fancied, but... Yeah, apparently he wasn't into moresomes, so he got up and sat in a chair and watched, slowly wanking that lovely cock. I could see his cock, but I couldn't, it seemed, have it! FUCK, that was frustrating!!! Meanwhile there were obviously two other cocks that I COULD get... My ex and I had been fucking around every so often since we broke up, so it wasn't too weird when he started telling the host that I probably needed to be fucked... He was right, of course. And so my ex began fucking me, with the guy I fancied looking on from a chair and the host on his knees next to us on the bed, fondling my arse cheeks as my ex's cock entered me. And that's when my ex said the line: "Let me show you what he can do!" He told the host to get in front of me and stick his cock in my mouth, and then he began pushing on the back of my head. Yeah, I knew what he wanted me to do. He wanted me to swallow that cock as deep as I could get it, so I did. It was a perfectly good-but-not-scary cock, perhaps 6-7" long, so I took it all the way. And let him fuck my face, while my ex was fucking my arse. While the guy I fancied watched. It's a classic seduction technique, right? If you want to attract a guy, let him watch you get spit-roasted! Didn't work... He watched the other two take turns at my holes back and forth, but never joined in. The other two kept going at me until they had both cum in my arse and I had sucked them both clean, and then my ex headed home and the guy I fancied decided to leave as well. So there I was with a sloppy wet hole in a stranger's bed... Obviously he wanted another go in me, so why the heck not. I was tired, though, so I kind of fell asleep while he was fucking me - but apparently he kept going, or at least that was what he told me when I woke up. He had found it quite hot to fuck a guy who was passed out... As a good host he offered me I could take a shower before heading home - and then joined me, so I had to get down on my knees and suck his cock in the shower before then bending over and taking him up the arse for the third time that morning. Cumming three times? Impressive... So I began dating him, though it didn't last long. Turned out I liked his dick more than his personality. Lovely dick, though... And good stamina! Also, I obviously couldn't continue dating him. Bringing him home to my parents and answering the "so how did you two meet"? "Oh, we met when we were having a threesome with a fourth guy watching, mum." Nope...

My decision to BB, i didn’t take lightly. Like many of you i desired it so badly but was scared. But Watching more porn and using sex toys more it’s almost like i became obsessed with wanted to go bareback let someone breed me. After a long time i started asking guys in i met online if they played safe or bb. I met this one guy who said he played either way, so i just said we will decide later. I was traveling and at a hotel so i had set some condoms out on the night stand with the lube. After a lot of four play he was laying in his back and asked me if i wanted to hop on, so i just grabbed the lube no condom. I lived my hole and his cock. I hesitated for minute waiting for him to say get a condom but he didn’t. So i proceeded to sit down on top of him. He fed me his dick when we changed positions, it was so erotic to taste my ass on his cock..... After a while he said he was about to cum and i just said cum inside me, i want you to shoot it deep in me. When finished i laid there and couldn’t believe what just happened. I was spent and it was so fucking amazing.

pigsrus - a really good day 6 guys fucked me today [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/a-really-good-day-23156782

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Vids like this one make me miss the old days of XTube when it was about showing off a nasty good time rather than pushing paid content... Vids like this are too hard to come by these days. MountUNSkwert - Fucking in Charlotte NC part 1 This is my buddy from Charlotte on many sites his profile is FeedMeNC1, and he loves showing of loves exhibitionism and great at group activities ... he brought over a buddy whos holding the camera as he and I fuck [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/fucking-in-charlotte-nc-part-1-9137372

Fantastic setup. Lil Punk has no idea what's in store for him

I keep the loadz in my ass for as long as possible. Usually dont voluntarily eject it til the next day.

Okay i think i know where the sorry is going from here so enjoy this next chapter Part 8 It had taken Gray and Alverez the better part on an hour to get to the lower labs and had involved a lot of trial and error what with doors sealed with electromagnetic locks that required access cards they didn’t have and Gray’s computer not being able to bypass them. So, after some back tracking and looking for alternate routes though the lab. they had resorted to using the vents twice but after Gray’s arm started to bleed again and the blond techie had nearly passed out Alverez had called a stop to that approach they would take it slow and use option two. Option two had turned out to be an acetylene torch procured from one of the abandoned labs possibly left over from construction it had taken more time but they were making progress. Gray pointed at a pair of double doors at the end of a corridor imposing in size and seemed to have a number of bio locks keeping them closed Alverez sighed “let me guess we need to break into these to get where we need to go” his eyes flicked to Gray who had slid down the wall and was now sitting on the floor . “yeah and from the schematics that place is the main lab for military projects so its going to be fun getting in dude” Gray winced as he pulled his vest and coat off showing the ruined T-shirt and blood-soaked bandage on his arm. Concern flashed across Alvarez's face but he held his tongue watching gray work, Gray pulled his own med kit from his belt and putting a new pressure bandage in place with a small gasp of pain. “we need to get in there Alverez, the way out should be at the far end of the room if they did what I think they should have to save money they will be using the cooling run off pipe as a way to dump any liquids from the labs and that run off pipe should lead to the way out of this place” Alverez raised an eyebrow “that sentence had a lot of should or what ifs but I will take your word for it because I don’t think we have another option at this point” he helped Gray put on his vest leaving the jacket on the floor the heat in the complex growing oppressive now. They moved down the corridor carefully the glass walls of the lab's ether side acting like giant black mirrors showing them distorted fragments in the dull red light of the lock-down, they reached the doors expecting a true challenge to get in only to find them ajar large black hand prints in the oily substance where someone or something had opened and closed the door a number of times. Both men looked at each other and slipped inside to what they both now suspected was the beasts lair. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nick awoke head feeling foggy to grunts of pain he looked over to where Nate was laying on his back writhing in what seemed pain. His skin was splotched grey the color creeping further up his body the pulsing vanes had moved most of the way towards his heart and head. The man's body was transforming Nick could see his member engorging and lengthening as the little fat on him slowly drained away leaving the skin tight across muscles now obscenely defined his hair was turning a coal black but his eyes were still human and he seemed to be fighting the change. Jackson was making a keening noise and stroking Nate’s hair as Nicks maker rose from behind him and stalked over. Jackson’s pitch-black eyes looking up at the maker pleading for its help the Maker nodded stroking Jackson's hair sending a visible shiver of pleasure though him Jackson stepped back and watched his maker work. The creature knelt between Nate’s legs its hands slipping under the man's muscular thighs and lifting his ass up Nate began to struggle and whimper his voice slurred as the virus burned though him “no please … no ….. just let me go.. Plee” his protests were cut short into moans as the makers long tongue slipped into his destroyed hole lapping up the oily Toxic cum still oozing out, its cock growing harder as Nate's struggles and protests died replaced with an animal moans and need, nick crawled over to his once friend and mentor kissing his head tongue slipping between the moaning man's lips Nate kissed back getting lost in the pleasure and pheromones. Jackson slipped behind Nick his cock already as hard as iron from watching his creator it brushed the man's wet dripping hole as soft as a kiss and then pushed into the young creature nicks eyes went wide at the pleasure and pushed back against the intruding cock. Jackson could feel the makers toxic cum envelop his cock he growled as Nick raised up pressing his back to Jackson's chest and leaning his head back to rest on Jackson's shoulder as the man began to pummel Nicks insides both could feel the cum slashing inside Nick’s dick was now as hard as Jackson's and had fallen across Nate's chest the creator smiled seeing his new creations enjoying each other in the most natural way possible. The creator looked down at Nate knowing Jackson's gift was not strong enough yet to give a swift transition to perfection but knew he could help Nate become who he was meant to be to join with his brothers forever he lowered the man down and positioned himself. As he pushed into the transforming man slowly, lovingly knowing his gift would end this creature suffering, he never broke eye contact, the creator leaned forward when he was all the way in and Nate's face was a mask of pleasure and fear, a tear trickled down Nate's face and he mouthed the word no trembling as he weakly tried to raise his arms toward the creator, the creator just smiled sadly and nodded yes and stroked his hair as he pulled out and slammed back in Nate let out a scream arms falling as the creator did another slow pull out and slammed back in again its vanes pulsing light speeding up now with the need to breed this man. He and Jackson continued their rhythm the slap slap of balls full of toxic seed echoed though the tunnels as well as the grunts and moans of pure animal sex, the creator reached out and grabbed Nate and Nicks cocks and began to wank them in time with their own rhythm both men shuddering under the powerful touch of the creator. Jackson and nick both let out there screams of orgasm first, as Jackson slammed into the younger man with a roar of primal fury releasing a flood of toxic cum into Nick’s guts he could feel the pulse after pulse of corruption entering him Nick came a few seconds later by the creators hand sending a torrent of toxic cum into the air and down onto Nate who was still writhing in pure ecstasy the creators toxic rod filling him totally. Jackson pulled out of Nick and let the younger man drop to the floor the fresh infusion of virus speeding on his change past the point of no return Nick writhed in a spreading pool of cum moaning and rubbing at his skin the pulsing vanes beginning to form the bio-hazard symbol over his heart sealing his new existence he watched on as Nate's initiation continued. Jackson crawled onto his former commander and lined the man's still growing cock up with his hole. he looked in Nate's eyes still human still a vivid green but unfocused and pushed back, Nate breached Jackson's hole into his velvet shoot that seemed to try and pull his dick further and reflexively he pushed into the man Jackson let out a howl of pleasure and Nate's eyes focused on the pulsing symbol on Jackson's chest he licked his lips and began to fuck Jackson and himself on the creators invading tool. the creator leaned forwards his tongue licking Nate's cock and Jackson's hole tasting the two men and it driving them all on. The makers speed began to grow unsteady and Nate felt the things cock grow harder inside him he tried to force his mind to push back to stop what was happening to him but it was too late he felt the final push the pulsing of the burning ropes of toxic black cum flooding him inside the immense wave of pure pleasure that followed was too much he came inside Jackson the orgasm the most powerful he had ever had in his life. Jackson seemed to glow brighter as Nate filled him up and then he came a fountain of corruption into Nate's face and mouth Nate was forced to swallow and wipe his face then he spasmed as the creator's toxic load burned though him, his transformation now in overdrive Nate screamed as the last of his humanity burned away leaving on perfection it its wake.

I've agreed to sub for 3 men who have told me they plan to handcuff me and strap a piss gag over my head, in my mouth. I'm excited but bit nervous - I've never won one before and not sure what to expect - any advice?

Reaching over Tim, K C squeezed Mickey's thigh. "With our decision made, we went to our bedroom where we fucked each other repeatedly, to complete exhaustion, our last fucks as neg men, even if conversion took time." He said. "The next day was filled with excitement and anticipation and while we playfully felt each other up, there was no fucking. After dinner, we both did thorough cleanings. Ivan called at 9:30 to let us know he was on his way and that his assistant, Boris would be dropping him off. The doorbell rang shortly before 10:00 and Mickey went with me to greet our guest. Dressed in white shorts and a white tee, at 6' weighing 170#, covered in tats, with piercing blue eyes and a blond buzzcut, Ivan cut a fine figure. He carried a black knapsack." "We ushered him into the parlor and the 3 of us sat where we're sitting right now and we exchanged handshakes." Mickey said. "I thanked him for agreeing to this and told him how excited we both were. Reaching into his knapsack, Ivan took out 2 OraQuick tests, saying 'it's best to make sure we're both neg' K C and I each swabbed our cheeks and Ivan set a timer on his phone. Ivan suggested we 'get acquainted while we wait'" K C chimed in and said. "Ivan, at the risk of prying, how did you get knocked up? Were you chasing, stealthed or just the luck of the draw? 'I need to give you the backstory' Ivan said. 'The man who gave me my start in the business was an older bear by the name of Theo and to describe him as merely hairy is an understatement. In short order, we became coworkers and friends with benefits. Both of us shameless barebackers and versatile, not to mention a dislike for monogamy, life was good. Fast forward a few years, I wanted a shop of my own and the last thing I wanted was to be competition, so I looked for a shop out of state. The ad for the shop I own now caught my eye and because the current owner had suffered a stroke, he was eager to make a deal if I approved. I drove down the next day, taking my books with me and he was impressed with my work. Next, his wife drove to the shop with me and everything seemed to be in good condition. Back at the owner's place he told me that I could expect a fair amount of steady work from the biker crowd and when I told him I'm gay, he said it shouldn't be an issue. I wrote out a check for the deposit and squeezed his shoulder to seal the deal. Two weeks later, I was back with a certified check and the lease was now in my name. Unexpectedly, the sign didn't cost me anything, because the guy wanted to get into ink, ass well as into my pants. Theo and I parted on good terms and we'd kept in touch through e-mail and the occasional phone call. Getting up in years, Theo decided to sell the shop and retire. Just about a year ago, Theo calls and asks if he can come down for a visit in the next few days. I tell him there's room in my bed and in my ass and we agree on him visiting in 2 days. Theo walked into my shop 2 nights later, just as I was finishing a tribal design on one of my biker regulars. I explained to him how Theo gave me my start and I wanted him to see it, so the guy showed it to him, complimenting me on my usual fabulous work. Theo said he was proud as I wrapped the guy's arm, collected my fee and gave him the cleaning supplies. Something had changed in Theo. His gut was gone and it was now solid muscle. Needless to say, I liked what I saw. Locking up the shop, I took Theo to grab a burger and then back to my place. Once inside, I told him he was looking good and asked if he was feeling nostalgic or there was another reason for his visit. He shocked me when he said it was partly nostalgic, but also business. Theo, as hairy as you are there's only one place for ink on your body and that would be your cock! I nearly fell to the floor when he said I was right. Then, he says he wants a scorpion there. I got beer for the 2 of us and Theo told me the reason. Having deprived himself of a proper vacation for too many years, he decided to go to Provincetown for a 2 month stay. The owner seemed nice when they spoke on the phone and said he'd enjoy the company, since most guests only stayed for the weekends. Provincetown, being a gay Mecca, Theo had hopes for a slutcation and he wasn't to be disappointed. Arriving when most if not all the guests were at dinner, Theo rang the doorbell. Never one to be ashamed of his fur, he'd removed his tanktop and tucked it in the waistband of his shorts. Seconds later, the owner answered the doorbell, dressed in skimpy white shorts and a t-shirt adorned with a bright red bio haz. The owner said 'WOOF', Theo said 'OINK' and they hugged. 'I'm Bob, and this is my cottage of lust! You must be Theo. There's been a last second change in your accommodations. For tonight at least, you'll be sleeping in my bed, that is if we sleep at all! If you're not satisfied, the room you've booked will be available starting tomorrow.' Theo tells me that Bob could be my older brother and then he takes his phone and shows me a pic. I see a definite resemblance and the, he shows me a pic of a fat cock, saying 'This is the cock that pozzed me!' Again, he asks if I'll do a scorpion tat on his cock and I agree on the condition that he uses that cock to poz me!" Just then, the timer on Ivan's phone dings and he looks at the tests. Congratulations, you're both neg..for now!" Reaching into his knapsack, he extracts a deck of cards and fans them out. "Each of you pick a card and high card goes first!" To be continued

Part II I staggered home and freaked out about what I was. I couldn’t get it out of my head and it obsessed me as I jerked off and shot a huge load. Which freaked me out more. And the more I thought about how much I needed to be the kind of cum whore I wanted to be, the more I got turned on. And then I jerked off again, and freaked out more. I didn’t get to sleep until 6 am and I was awake in a few hours. I was online soon, looking at raw porn, reading stories, downloading hookup apps. I swung between states of arousal and fear. I wanted to be fucked raw right out of my mind and I then I would be full of shame and fear and my dick would get hard and I would jerk off. Finally, I sat down and made a list of what I thought a sane person would do in my situation. I still have the list. It’s not completely coherent but since it was the product of my freakout, I think that’s understandable. Have only healthy sex, physically and mentally Stop drinking! Focus on being a good person because a good person gets a boyfriend and has good sex Get a boyfriend! Go to the gym 5x/week Become a vegan New look! Dress like I care Success was mixed. I dunno why I wrote down vegan. I guess I thought it would be super healthy-smart. I think I ate a bowl of lentils and that was it. I did stop drinking. And I did start going to the gym more. The good person/boyfriend thing was definitely going to take some strategic thinking. Ditto the new look because I kind of resented myself for writing that down. As for having only healthy sex--I’d gone for a year without having any, so all I had to do was stick to my old patterns, right? Not so easy. I didn’t go back to the alley, but I did stand in the dark in my apartment and watch what happened there each night. Then I would jerk off again and freak out at how much I wanted to be raw fucked until cum leaked out of my ass. So I changed my work shift. I actually got a promotion for changing to graveyard, which meant more money. I was out of my apartment from 11:30-8:30 Wednesday to Sunday. Temptation removed! Sort of. That’s when I decided to see if I could train myself to be different sexually. If I was afraid of being a cumdump whore, I would be the kind of guy who used them. I found pump-and-dump offers on websites and apps and I went for it. God, there were a lot of flakes and jerks. I think in the first six weeks I actually fucked only two guys in darkened apartments, never seeing anything more than their asses in the air. And both those times I came so fast I was embarrassed. But these guys were all about collecting the loads and they didn’t seem to care. One of them invited me back nearly every week. I kept pumping and dumping. I built up the ability to last, in part by thinking about how I was giving these anonymous guys what they wanted, making them happy. I wasn’t the biggest cock any of them ever took. But I’d played a game with myself that I could only cum in a guy’s ass, so that meant no jerking off. Which meant I was shooting pretty big loads and some of them at least, really liked it when I said I had a 3- or 4-day load for them. About six months went by. I looked at my list, stuck on my fridge door, and gave myself some credit. I hadn’t had a drink. I’d kept up the gym. I was probably the only one who noticed a change (and my drive-by pump-and-dumps were not admiring my guns anyway), but I had a new habit. As for the healthy sex, well, I was getting off regularly. It was consensual. And the guys always said, “Thanks, man!” So that was a great first step! There was a guy named Nate who was one of my regular fucks. He lived about 10 blocks away, close enough that I could walk to his place when he was in a receiving mood. And one day Nate learned about the alley behind my place. He had no idea that I lived there, just that I was kind of close to him. So when he messaged me and asked me if I wanted to meet in the alley, he had no idea how easy it would be for me. I freaked again. That would be a Bad Thing to do, I told myself. I told Nate that I couldn’t make it and he was totally cool about it. Helpfully, he let me know when he’d be there and what he’d be wearing. So it was that late Tuesday/early Wednesday I was standing at my window, looking down in the alley. I'd never seen Nate’s face but I knew him as soon as he showed up. He was a little on the chub side and he always wore a backwards baseball cap when he was getting fucked. The image on it was Porky Pig. He strolled into the alley right on time, wearing jeans and a leather jacket and that hat. Right away I was hard and was jerking myself before I could even think about it. Now I had a conflict. I’d decided the alley was a Bad Thing. But I had promised myself also that I wasn’t going to jerk off, only cum inside asses. I had a promise to keep! That was all the excuse I needed to do down there. By the time I’d dressed in jeans and a wife-beater, Nate was no longer in sight from my window. I had to compose myself not to rush down to the alley and by the time I got there I had adopted a relaxed, slightly curious stroll. I passed Blow-job Bear, who gave me a very direct look, which I returned boldly, and kept going down the alley. I walked past the dumpster beside which I had been on my knees all those months ago and came to the wider place behind the storefront still under construction. Nate was there, on his knees already, sucking off a young guy, maybe early 20s, baby face, who was leaning against the building. The young guy looked wary as I stepped closer. But I was in top guy mode now. I was The Fucker. I was confident. I looked down at Nate. I guessed he was mid-30s, with a neat brown beard. His face was pushed up against the kid’s groin. “You gonna fuck him?” I said quietly to the kid. He looked startled and shook his head. “He likes to get fucked,” I said. Nate pulled back and let the kid’s cock drop out of his mouth. It was skinny but long. I’d never used him as a cocksucker but it was no surprise that he was experienced. “Toby?” he whispered. My name’s not Toby except on apps. “Hey, slut,” I said. “Drop the pants.” Nate grinned and obliged. I slipped a finger into his hole and he gave a familiar moan. He’d lubed himself up well. The kid was watching us, wide-eyed. I used my other hand to grab his cock. I swear I could feel his heart racing through it but he didn’t shy away as I tugged Nate around, lining his hole up with the kid’s cock. “Go ahead, fuck him,” I whispered to the kid. He started to stammer something but I leaned in and kissed him. In a club or on a dating app this guy might never have given me the time of day, but here, in an alley dedicated to sex, he let my tongue into his mouth as I held his manhood. I squeezed his dick and he shuddered a little. “Come on, Nate,” I said, “Back up on this.” I moved my hand away as Nate’s slick hole began to engulf the kid’s engorged cock. I slipped that hand down the back of the kid’s jeans and toward his own hole, just putting a little pressure below the hole itself. “Look at you, man,” I whispered in the kid’s ear as he began to slowly slide his cock deeper into Nate. “You’re using that hole. You’re fucking him. Your cock is inside him and he loves it.” The kid turned his head and started kissing me again. I moved my finger up and started pressing it against his hole directly now. The kid slowed his fucking. He was distracted by all the sensory input. But Nate was eager and he began fucking himself on the kid’s cock as I worked my finger fully inside the kid. There was no lube in the kid’s hole. He wasn’t prepared to be a slut like Nate was, but he wasn’t freaked out about being fingered and I was fully hard, my cock still in my jeans as I thought about fucking this kid’s ass raw right there. But Nate was too good at what he did. Suddenly the kid was cumming, shooting his load in Nate’s guts. I shoved my finger all the way up his hole as the kid climaxed with near spasms. He gasped repeatedly and I heard him saying faintly, “oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” Nate and I laughed quietly, ruefully and then I kissed the kid again, his dick still inside Nate’s hole. “You’re a hot fucker,” I said as I broke off the kiss. “I’d be glad to show you how to really enjoy that. And a few more things.” My finger was still up his hole and I pushed against his prostate. The kid had flushed a bright red. He looked confused. I had an idea about why. “Any time you see me, you let me know what you’re up for,” I told him. “This is a great start, but it can be just a start.” There was a “plop” as his dick slid out of Nate’s hole as Nate stood up. “Thanks,” the kid whispered to me, and then again, almost as an afterthought to Nate. He started grabbing his pants to hike them up and in about 30 awkward seconds he was walking away down the alley. I fucked a load into Nate right there that night. Blow-job Bear had wandered down from his usual station and watched us from the shadows but as far as I could tell he never even fondled himself as he did so. Nate cleaned my cock off after I’d unloaded in him, something he’d never done before. But I stick a finger from my left hand in his ass before I left him there and walked home with a glob of pungent cum and ass juices on it. I carefully avoided touching anything with that hand. At home, I savored it. My cum, the kid’s cum, and Nate’s juices, they tasted amazing. I didn’t know who I was but it was fucking hot.

Everyone needs to realize your asshole has a day job.

Today was a good day. I was ragingly horny to get used and went back to T-107. It was better from the start. A bigger guy with a thick 5" cock bent me over right away and began fucking hard and really hitting the spot inside. I felt like I was going to cum, but then he did. Next I met my repeat fucker. Throughout the afternoon, he would just pop in my hole and fuck for a while then go on to sample more holes. While he was fucking me, a couple guys came to watch and one of them, an old daddy, pulled out his cock to suck. I sucked him while I got fucked and when my repeat fucker pulled out, the old daddy pushed his cock in and came fast. Next there was a guy who was thin and either Native or Hispanic. He didn't say a word, but motioned for me to follow. I'm so glad I did. I've been used before, but this guy fucking used me like a was a piece of fuck trash. I started sucking him and he face fucked me. I bent over and he made me strip naked. Then he fucked me rough and kept pushing me down. I was naked on all fours. Then he kept pushing. Soon I was naked, full body pressed into the forest floor getting pounded until he blasted in me. I could totally feel his cum pumping in. Walked around a bit more, sucked a guy before running off because he pulled out a crack pipe and couldn't get hard anyway. My repeat fucker had fucked me now and again and messaged that he wanted to breed me. We picked a place and I got naked. I really liked being naked in the park. He bent me over and then we went to the river front. This park is across from an active cargo pier. I was in the open for anyone at the pier or on the river to see as he sat down on a log and had me ride him. He was really close when he saw someone coming. It was just this old guy who only gets sucked and watches, but that moment was lost so we went back into the bushes. I got on all fours for him and he was very happy. He fucked hard and soon was on top of me fucking hard and pressing my body into the ground. It was the second time I got fucked naked on the forest floor and it felt amazing. Soon he blasted a huge load in me and I had him take some pics. After that, I was out of time and went home.

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.

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.

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

Hey guys sorry its been over a week super busy here but here is part 6, this part has no sex but is setting up for 7 which i'm hoping to have up later today for you all, anyways hope you all enjoy 🙂 Part 6 Gray woke slowly the room swimming into vision his head felt like it was being squeezed in a vise, nausea griped him and his lungs burned like he had en-hailed liquid fire, the light from the overhead lamp seemed to cut into his eyes like he was staring into the midday sun, he lay there looking at the tiled ceiling trying to figure out what had happened. Nicks handsome but concerned face with its deep brown eyes looked down at him “fuck man you had us all worried Nate thought you were dead dude” Gray blinked and refocused on his friend “wh..what happened? Why am I” Gray went to raise his right arm and hissed in pain he looked down to see his arm outside his jacket, a gauze and tape covering his bicep and a spreading blossom of blood on the otherwise snow-white materiel made him worry. Nick shook his head “Gray you were in the server room when that alarm sounded the door started to close and Nate went mad trying to get you out he literally dragged your unconscious ass though the door as it closed” he looked at his friends arm and winced “yeah that bar Nate put in the door to keep it open it brought you time but it gave out and a piece got you like a bullet … Nate dragged you in this Lab gave you CPR and stitched you up” Gray nodded trying to take in what felt like a flood of information even though his head was fuzzy from oxygen deprivation and sat up the room spun for a moment but settled “you said an alarm which one?” Nick hoped up and sat next to the blond tech guy on the metal examination bench, he looked over at him and shrugged “umm same one that was going off when we came in … containment breech full lock-down protocols are now in effe...” He was cut off by Gray shout “SHIT!” Nick jumped but gray continued in a rush “sorry I was hoping I tripped something when I was in the server room but if it’s a full lock down were screwed man; I can't get us out of here you can't override that kind of lock down inside … unless” Gray fell silent as if lost in thought. Nick remained quiet he felt for Grey but the world had changed in the last hour and not for the better his eyes fell on the frosted glass window he could see two figures one seemed to be sitting the other pacing like a trapped tiger “Gray something got Jackson dude … you were out almost an hour and Alverez said that something got Jackson and dragged him off” he carefully omitted what Alverez said the thing had done to Jackson “he said it was a creature but that he thinks it set off the containment alarm” Gray’s already pale face seemed to lose the rest of its colour as he stared in shock at Nick “your joking right … there is nothing down here but people they don’t do animal testing on this site” he felt his voice raise an octave as panic took over “Nick Alverez must be mistaken …..or he breathed in some contaminated air and…" Nick cut him off and put a hand on his shoulder he shook his head “ Gray you said the area was clear of any toxic gasses and we have not seen any signs of that right” gray just nodded panic still visible on his face, Nick continued “and you didn’t see Alverez when he got back he looked like he had seen hell …. and this would explain the cloths we found in the hall Alverez said he found five other sets like that on his route back” Nick patted the techie's shoulder and nodded to the door “we should go figure out what we are going to do with the others” Gray just followed as if in a fugue state unable to process that one of his best friends could be gone … this was supposed to be a simple mission and it had turned into a horror show and none of it made any sense. Gray and Nick walked into the room to find Nate pacing back and forth his eyes fixed on Alverez “you are in no fit state to mount a rescue mission Alverez nether is Gray the guy almost died I'm fucking amazed he even got out of that room” Nate looked over at the Nick and Gray both standing awkwardly in the doorway and sighed “Gray you okay” Gray just nodded Nate grimaced “I'm Glad you're alive you had me worried back there” he paused for a moment the silence thick as tar with unspoken emotions “Grey I hate to ask but how do we get the hell out of this place Alverez says its locked down tight” Grey nodded again but wished he hadn't it sent a spike of pain though his head “short answer we don’t get out of here ...containment lock-down is just that it’s a full internal lockdown of everything nothing can get out till a team get here to clear the area and confirm anyone leaving is not taking a possibly deadly pathogen from the building” Nate narrowed his eyes “you said short answer so there is a way out of this place” He folded his massive arms across his chest a flicker of hope in his eyes. Grey pulled out his tablet from the front of the vest and passed it to nick to hold the younger man nodded and held the pad up to Gray who squinted at the bright screen his fingers pulling up a map of the building he took a few moments to find what he was looking for a smiled he circled it and passed the pad to Nate “ there is an old ventilation system that they built down here, but a better option was created that did the job for less money and more effectively. rather than pay to have the old system and its access tunnel removed and filled in …. that would have been expensive, they just blocked it off and its behind the main research lab” Nate nodded and smiled “this could work so we have a way out we just need to find Jackson I'm not leaving him here alone” Alverez went to speak but Nate raised his hand “Alverez you have been through enough and Gray can barely walk, I want you and grey to find a way to the exit, me and Nick will find Jackson then head to the extraction point” Gray and nick agreed Alverez scowled but nodded “yes sir” the group split into their two teams, with Gray and Alverez heading out first, Grey taking a last look at his two friends and trying to dismiss the cold feeling in the pit of his stomach that he would not see them again.

Part two: Once Zak closed the door, I opened BBRT, my profile still said I was neg and I had a ton of emails from bottoms who wanted to take my load. I was after something else tonight. I was rock hard knowing that I had just blown a lot in this straight boy and charged up his tight little hole. I searched for guys who were poz, no answer or do not care. Bingo, there was 28-year-old who had no status and no preference on the bottom. I found eight possibilities and shot them the same message. Hot straight guy taking dick and cum for the first night, he is neg. Want to blow your load in him? Feeling dirty here and would love to watch him take your dirty load. The 28-year-old shot back a message that read. Yea, my load is dirty. I am newly diagnosed and have not started meds. He okay with it? I text back yea; you walk in and find him on a fuck bench with me cum in his ass and either eat it or lube him up and fuck him till you nut and leave. No talking just some hot fucking relief. No questions asked. He shot back an email that just said where? I sent him my address and told him to knock and wait five sec and head in. I had Dan in the living on the fuck bench all strapped in with a ball gag in his mouth and had just given him another bump. Set up the cams so I could see what was happening and record it and went back to the computer. I went back to answering emails on bbrt, the next was from an older white guy 45 lean and a large fucking cock. He simply text, toxic ready to unload. Where is that fine straight boy ass? I emailed him my address and he responded 30 minutes, and can I bring a friend? He is toxic too. I emailed sure let me know when you are on the way. I answered one more email before I heard a knock at the door. ThickLatin4barehole asked for the address to dump his dirty load and I shot him the address and what do to when he got here. Just after that I hard a knock at the door and then it opened. Fuck it was on of the guy from Support Group. He walked in and looked hot, joggers on and no under ware and his dick was hard and thick from the looks of it. He pulled off his shirt and he had hot little chest and abs with hair on his stomach and on his chest. He felt the bubble ass on the fuck bench and then walked around as he traced his hand on the guys back examining his prey. He seemed to love what he found as he felt his firm body and those tats on his arms and shoulders made him smile. He made his way around to Dan’s ass and slipped his joggers down and then got down and started to eat his cummy hole. I could hear the slurping of the cum from his ass and Dan began to moan and lift his head, after five minutes or so the guy got up and lined up his thick cock and pressed it into Dan. The top slow fucked him for three minutes and then started to slam fuck his and pound his ass and then he growled as he shot rope after rope in Dan. He pulled out and looked relieved and went over and unfastened the ball gag and lifted Dan’s head and made him suck his cock clean as he started to loose his erection, he left the ball gag on Dan’s back and then pulled up his joggers and grabbed his shirt and headed out. I grabbed a marker and put three marks on his ass for the three loads. I left the ball gag as I was not sure who would get there first the two guy or the Latin. I went back to the computer and there were more messages. The Latin guy was almost there, slipped out and refastened the ball gag and went back to the emails and opened a new one. The guy was 24 6’1 blonde hot body very lean and a huge dick. His profile said he was neg, but his email read. My buddy just told me to email you and tell you I want to load up the straight boy with my dirty load. I have him my address and sent him where he would find the straight boy. He said he wanted to shower and would hit me up when he was on the way. The Latin guy knocked and walked right in and he was not attractive, but he walked right up to Dan and unzipped his pant and let a huge dick flop out. He rubbed it on Dan’s ass, and it got hard and thicker. The Latin guy spit on his dick a few times and then lined it up at Dan’s hole and pressed in and it must have hurt as Dan began to scream into the ball gag. Glad I put it back in him, the Latin guy just smiled as Dan was in pain and slowly fucked his cum filled hole and after ten minutes just shoved in deep and his body shook and he said nothing but pulled out and got dressed and left. I went out to put another slash on Dan’s ass and there was a knock and rushed back and it was the older guy and his bud. They must have passed the Latin guy in the hall, not a minute after he left there was a knock and this tall thin man walked in followed by a gym rat type guy mid 30’s. The tall thin older guy went over to Dan and lifted his head while the gym rat starting to feel his ass and finger his cum filled hole. The older guy said told you this would be worth the drive. Soon the gym rat was eating Dan’s hole and the older guy unfastened the gall gag and got down and lifted his head. The cam focused on Dan’s face caught him opening his eyes as the older guy said good boy. He then leaned in and started kissing Dan. They made out while Dan was getting his ass eaten hard. The slurping and sucking noises were intense. The older guy stood up and unfastened his pants and dropped them while Dan Watched and he could see this huge dick hanging in front of him growing as the guy lifted it to his mouth and Dan opened it and began to suck that big dick hard. He was soon gagging on that big dick as the guy eating his ass got up sporting a 7” beer can thick dick and pressed it against Dan’s wet hole and pressed in without any lube. Dan’s eyes got huge and his face started to contort a bit but with a huge dick pressed in his throat and a thick ass log in his ass had no were to go. You could see his feet and ankles press against the restraints to try to move but he was tuck. Soon there was a pop, the guy smacked Dan’s ass and he must have jarred Dan enough as the look of satisfaction came across the gym rat as his thick dick sank into Dan. Dan still looking in pain and the guy gently pulled out some and then back in. The guy finally said, fuck that is some tight pussy, you are fucking slut. I love fucking whores. He started to pick up the pace some and soon the older guy pulled out of Dan’s mouth and you could hear Dan moan and whimper and say no. He grabbed poppers out of his pocket and put them under Dan’s noise and made him in hale four time, two each side and then bent down and looked into Dan’s eyes and told him what a good little whore he was. Dan’s face now showing more enjoyment of that big dick inside him as the man started to really fuck him and the older guy leaned in and made out with Dan taking a break every few minutes and encouraging him to give his pussy up and take that big man’s load. The gym rat was really breathing heavy now and the older guy coxed Dan into asking for his load. He asked Dan, you love that big dick in your ass don’t you boy? Dan softly said yes! Good little slut, bet you even want him to breed your pussy, don’t you? Dan was silent, he could not say it. The guy gave him more poppers and said again, you want my friend to breed your pussy don’t you, I know you want it boy. You are so hot, tell me what you want boy. Dan finally said, please breed me. Cum in me! The gym rat heard and just as the older guy told Dan what a good little whore he was and leaned in and kissed him the gym rat slammed into Dan and said fucking whore, take my dirty nut! The older guy kept kissing him as the gym rat pulled out and got dressed. He headed toward the door and said, I would fuck that shit out of that again just let me know when. I need to get back to my wife. Dan broke the kiss and told Dan what a hot little whore he was and that it was not his turn. The guy grabbed a towel and rubbed Dan’s ass and he could see blood. He knew his buddy had ripped up that hole it only made him harder. He easily slid in the first six inches but the next four were much tighter especially getting past the second ring. Dan was making all kinds of noise this time as the older guy called him a slut, whore, cum dump and hot piece of trash as he fucked him long and deep and after ten minutes he shot his load deep in the boy and then whipped off his dick and got dressed. You and I are going to spend some quality time together very soon, would you like that? Dan said yes, then Dan gave him another kiss and got up and walked to the door. He shot me an email in the car and said, having a party on Saturday night, I want your boy as my guest of honor. He will be the only negative guy by the way. I saw this message once I returned from giving him two more marks and putting his ball gag back in. I shot him back this response: Absolutely, what time do you want him there? How many men and can more poz tops attend? He sent his email and said fuck yea, only charged though. It is a charging party for your boy. I am sure we achieved it but since he has a fine piece of ass I want to make sure.

Part 10 - Ruthless Appropriation The temptation was there, so close that is was hard to resist, the flashbacks to Jack bending him over the workbench played in his head. Conrad panicked and pushed back quickly slipping out of the way "No, what do you think you are doing?. Jamal sniggered doing his jeans up "Wanted to see how far you go, guess your not in to getting cock up you". "You were going to do that? Conrad asked looking at him quietly amused Jamal's arrogant and seductive look. "No don't be daft" Jamal said sitting down and picking another cutting "or maybe I was". "Come on let's call it a day" Conrad suggested starting to clean the tools up they had been using. "Okay" he replied "what do you do around here in the evenings?" Jamal asked putting his coat on. Conrad shrugged "Not much, there is a pub about 10 minutes walk away" he said casually. Jamal looked at him "Fancy going for a drink later then?" he asked half expecting Conrad to say no. "Sure" Conrad replied "shall I call for you at 7pm?" he suggested seeing Jamal smile and agree. Conrad arrived home and spent an hour catching up with Charlie and having dinner as a family since there were few times remaining. Boxes stood in the hallway already labelled to be shipped off in the morning though most of the furniture was remaining. The talk mostly around the move to Australia and Charlie was undeniably happy that Conrad was going to buy the family home and he would still be able to come home here. After dinner Charlie went out for a date with his girlfriend and Conrad laid in the bath thinking of Harry and how stupid he had been letting him go again. Joshua was due to arrive at lunchtime tomorrow and stay with him up at the manor, his cock stirring thinking of his man from Newcastle, he was willing to accept what ever Joshua wanted to hear his words of adoration, well hopefully he thought getting out of the bath. Dressed and ready he crossed over the road and called on Jamal briefly speaking to Felicity his mother. Jamal appeared looking completely different and way to sexy for words leaving Conrad little speechless. His dark brown hair was neatly brushed showing his smooth finely tune chiselled facial features set with the brown eyes. He stood marginally taller than Conrad, underneath his clothes he sported a fine athletic build and decent cock. He was wearing a thick silver chain around his neck that laid flat against his smooth chest visible through the v-neck t-shirt he wore. Despite the north African undertones in Jamal's looks he now looked every part of the public school boy image. Flinging on his coat he hastily said goodbye to his parents. "What?" Jamal asked noticing Conrad looking at him frequently on their walk to the pub. Conrad grinned turning his head to face the way they were walking "You brushed your hair" he commented. Jamal chuckled "So now the oik fancies me!" he exclaimed producing his mischievous grin. "I am not one of your boarding school lads" Conrad remarked with them both laughing. Conrad smiled happily chatting and thinking about his Joshua coming tomorrow, at last he would get to see and feel him all over. The pub was busy being a Friday evening and they sat chatting over a couple of drinks. Jamal regaling all the stories of boarding school and who was doing who and with what teacher for extra credit. Conrad certainly had his eyes opened wide hearing about the antics, in turn he told Jamal about his so called girlfriends he had and then about college and his exam. Jamal finding it amusing how spoke then dismissed the girlfriends with the wave of his hand like it was a different life away. Conrad was a mystery he thought to himself watching him, there was this element of happy and contentment around him, then there was this strange side he just couldn't get about him. It was when he let slip and spoke about Joshua being that someone special he seemed to float away and come out with some really bizarre words that really had him confused. They left the pub just after 9pm and walked back to Hibiscus Drive where Jamal put his arm around Conrad telling him how much he liked being around and gardening with him, they walked slowly enjoying the coolness of the night air and through the pedestrian entrance to Hibiscus Drive. Jamal stepped off the footpath "Come on" he said to Conrad who looked wondering where he was going. Conrad shook his head "I am not going in the bushes with you" he said smirking. Jamal chuckled "I know your gay I can see right through you" he said "I thought gay guys like bushes". Conrad laughed "Fuck you Jam" he said quietly chuckling. "It's alright" Jamal said getting his joint out "want to try?" he asked looking at Conrad. "No you're alright" Conrad said "not my thing". Jamal edged further into the thick bushes "Come and sit with me then whilst I do". Conrad looked around to make sure no one was watching him before stepping off the pavement and across the small patch of grass and pushed the thick branches of the bushes away stepping forward. He found himself standing in a small clearing hidden from the houses and road, an old tree with low hanging thick branches. Jamal was leaning against one of the branches retrieving a bag with a lighter in it. He sparked the joint up taking a deep hit filling his lungs and sighing in pleasure letting the drug slowly infiltrate him. Conrad sat on the branch watching him getting a waft of the smoke straight up his nostril, it was only a small amount but powerful enough to assault his bodies senses. "How long have you been doing drugs?" Conrad asked looking at him. Jamal looked at him "Weed not drugs, use to smoke joints at school behind the sports pavilion" he confessed. Conrad looked at him "How on earth did you get weed in school?" he asked. Jamal smiled "You will be surprised how easy it is" he replied taking another hit. Conrad nodded and watched him getting more wafting smoke hitting his senses "Want a hit?" Jamal asked. "No" Conrad replied looking at the thick joint pointing at him. Jamal smirked "What about a shotgun kiss?" he asked "I take a hit and breath it in to you?". Conrad contemplated for a moment "Nah I shouldn't Jam" he said sorely tempted mostly to touch his lips "who knows what would happen". "Come on Conrad, I will breath a little in to your mouth, might loosen you up a bit" Jamal said chuckling. Conrad never had time to say no or yes with Jamal sitting close he put his arm around Conrad's neck. Jamal took a small hit then pulled Conrad face towards his locking their lips together he breathed out in to Conrad's mouth slowly holding for a moment then releasing him. Conrad coughed and already he felt a little tingly then a warm fuzzy feeling ran through his body, Jamal watched his response carefully assessing if he would be receptive to another small hit. Deciding not to wait he moved in and locked Conrad's lips to his again and breathed slowly allowing Conrad to inhale then exhale back into Jamal's mouth. Conrad coughed again pushing Jamal away giggling, he felt a little light headed this time but good, weirdly good and strangely turned on. Conrad looked at Jamal and nodded, he took a bigger hit and locked in breathing all the heavy drug laden smoke deep in to Conrad's lungs. His arm keeping Conrad locked against his lips shot gunning back and forth until Conrad coughed and slipped off the branch giggling. Jamal helped him back up and took another deep hit and waited before locking on to Conrad again. The smoke escaping out of Conrad's nostrils waiting for him to cough but he stayed locked on his lips. Jamal slipped his tongue in to Conrad's mouth catching him by surprise having a cheeky kiss before letting him go. Conrad made no movement sitting there with his mouth parted verging on being high, everything felt weird and his hand was holding on to something hard and warm. Jamal had taken his hard cock out placing Conrad's hand on it, he smiled at Conrad and took another deep hit and shot gunned Conrad again keeping the smoke in him for as long as possible. Moving his lips away he pushed Conrad's head down until his mouth sunk down on his cock 'Ahh fuck yes oik' Jamal slurred his words 'I knew you wanted it' he said. He let Conrad suck on his meat for several minutes before pulling him back up giving him another shotgun kiss. Slowly he turned Conrad around pushing him over the low hanging branch pulling his jeans down. Jamal smiled and took a deep hit then dribbled his spit down over Conrad's arse pushing it in to his hole, he leaned forward and gave Conrad another shotgun kiss holding it much longer and getting both of them even higher. Conrad moaned and shuffled feeling his arse expanding rapidly from Jamal's penetration 'Good little oik, be quiet' he said pushing balls deep in to the warmth of Conrad's arse surrounding his entire cock. Jamal moaned softly and placed the joint down on the branch leaning over Conrad pulling his head up by his hair 'You want this don't you my little oik, make you a slave to my cock' he said watching the smile on Conrad's face, he stood upright and roughly grabbed Conrad's hips thrusting his cock deep, hard and fast. Conrad giggled between his moans resulting in Jamal giggling as well. His hips running on full power thrusting hard and deep. Conrad felt completely strange being fucked, the result of the drug in his bloodstream having a serene calming effect washing over the pain of the almost dry cock that penetrated him. The hands holding his hips suddenly dug painfully in to his flesh 'There we go oik empty my nut sack in to you' he said harshly. Conrad could hear the grunting and pleasuring moans above him. Jamal steadied himself gripping hold of Conrad almost cutting in to his flesh and driving his cock deep. Closing his eyes savouring the feeling of his cum racing up his shaft and in to his oik. Holding there until he felt the last drops seeping in to Conrad, his inexperience showed pulling his cock out quickly making Conrad gasp and moan in pain. Jamal giggled running his finger over the stretched hole that was dry, all his cum safely delivered he stepped back relit the joint and shot gunned Conrad again. Conrad stumbled around pulling his jean up and flopping his cock out 'My turn' he said touching Jamal's arse. Jamal giggled 'I need to be properly stoned' he said taking several deep hits and shot gunning Conrad at the same time. Jamal bent over the branch giggling and wriggling his arse, Conrad easily moved the jeans down across his arse. His cock was hard and he never thought twice to the fact he had never actually fucked a guy before. His seven and half inches was shorter but about the same thickness as Jamal's. Positioning his cock at Jamal's hole it was tight and with very little give 'spit on it' Jamal said giggling. Conrad looked down trying to focus and spat on Jamal's arse cheek and chuckled 'Missed' he said giggling then trying again hitting the target this time. It hurt at first but slowly Conrad pushed steadily opening up the tight hole that seemed to wrench tight around his cock every time he nudged it in deeper. Jamal took a hit and giggled again before letting out a little cry in agony. Conrad had pushed harder opening tears in Jamal's anal wall, he stopped knowing he was leaking precum then found the passage got easier managing to get deep inside. Pulling back and smearing his already toxic precum against the tears in the Jamal's arse, pushing in again Jamal moaned moving forward his feet lifting off the ground leaving him suspended over the branch. Conrad gave several thrusts until he found a comfortable rhythm, one hand holding Jamal down by the small of his back the other holding his t-shirt up. His pubes brushing against the fine coating of hair around Jamal's arse, his cock released another shot of toxic precum paving the way for a slicker fuck, Conrad moaned feeling his cock moving with more ease against the tightness of Jamal's arse. His head fluffy and light in a dreamy world of eroticism oblivious that he was about to poz Jamal with a dose of toxic seed. Jamal struggling to cope took a final hit of his joint and moaned from deep in his chest, the result relaxing his arse giving up more control to Conrad. He rolled his head back smiling up the stars feeling the exaggerated pulsing in his cock gripped by Jamal's arse, his balls tingling and the sack contracting slightly up forcing the cum out rapidly and firing it deep fertilising Jamal. His cock only half inside his hips still moving until the orgasm took a final bow, he breathed catching his breath and pushed his cock back in all the way hearing Jamal moan 'Intense' he mumbled between his giggles and moans. Conrad pulled his cock out and did his jeans up "Oh man that was incredible" he said wobbling then sitting on the floor. Jamal planted his feet back on the ground "Come on oik I want inside you again" he said standing up. Dragging Conrad on his feet and pushing him back over the branch "Fuck your oik" Conrad said giggling. Jamal quickly pulled Conrad's jeans down and was inside his arse in a flash, he laid heavily on top of Conrad holding his shoulders and closing his hips up tight against Conrad's arse fucking him fast and deep. Conrad moaned already knowing that Jamal was close to blowing another load by the erratic fast fuck he was getting. Sure enough and within a minute the hips crushed painfully hard against his arse, Conrad moaned feeling the pain from being crushed against the branch, powerless to stop but loving the onslaught of a second load pumping in to his body. Jamal laid on top almost purring like a cat fully satisfied after drinking a bowl of cream, his high slowing evaporating he pulled out of Conrad putting his cock away for the night. Conrad stood and hoisted his jeans back up, the effects of the joint still heavily in his blood stream and giggling. They both sat on the branch and just carried on chatting about nonsense giggling like school girls and acting like nothing had happened between them. By the time Conrad got indoors it was past 11pm and his parents had already gone to bed. Grabbing a bottle of water he went upstairs and undressed mostly calm but still a little happy go lucky he crashed on to the bed falling asleep. He woke in the morning with a headache and took some painkillers from his bedside table and found the bottle of medication that he had forgotten to start taking. Panicking he took one deciding that the morning would be his regime now and set a daily reminder on his phone. Picking up the clothes that he discarded there was an unmistakable odour of weed on them, he sat on the bed. He couldn't remember much only sitting in the pub with Jamal and then walking home, picking up his underwear he noticed little patches of blood where his cock would normally be. He checked but it looked okay but smelt rather differently. Conrad picked up all his clothes that he wore and put them in the wash then went to take a shower, drying himself facing the mirror he noticed some bruises on his hips. Touching them he suddenly remembered the pain from Jamal digging his fingers in roughly to keep hold of him, he then remembered the stars and feeling his orgasm. Oh fuck he said to himself feeling sick with worry knowing that he had fucked Jamal bareback and cum inside him, that was how he got the small smears of blood in his underwear, Jamal's blood. He was struggling to come to terms with last nights events, dread and regret coursing through his body, but wait, Jamal had literally forced him in to trying his joint and kept feeding him smoke. Saturday was turning in to a nightmare and he hadn't even started the day properly yet, what with meeting Joshua and now wondering if he had infected Jamal. He knew his viral load was high since Jack had mentioned it several times and told him to start his medication. He looked out of the bedroom window at Jamal's house, it all looked very quiet and nothing untoward happening. Conrad crept up to the manor busying himself in the greenhouse until lunchtime. Harry stood looking out the skyline of Dubai having returned from a swim before meeting Moham for a business lunch. He was accruing some air miles with all the travel he was doing with Moham and already achieving top tier status of the airlines membership club. And the sex was pretty hot too he chuckled to himself putting on his gold rolex that Moham brought for him in Geneva a few days ago. His two bedroom suite was shared with Adam who came along for a jolly and to sunbathe, although the second bedroom was only used if Harry was sleeping with Moham. Otherwise Adam would slip in to bed with Harry, kissing and cuddling with the occasional blow job but no intimate sex. They wanted to keep their friendship as it was and it suited them both. It was their last day before their late afternoon flight home. Adam came out of the bathroom and kissed Harry briefly "Tired?" he asked looking at him. "A little" Harry replied pulling on his underwear "he leads a very manic life" he said standing up. Adam chuckled "I know and you don't know how much he relies on you Harry" he said. Harry sat on the bed and smiled "I love this job so much" he exclaimed "and the sex is good". Adam laughed buttoning up his shirt "You need to make sure and tell him if you get exhausted". "He won't go mad or anything will he?" Harry asked with a concerned look. "No" Adam said tucking his shirt in "he will send you away on holiday to chill out". "Yeah I might need one soon at this rate" Harry said retrieving his shirt from the wardrobe. Adam looked at him "What about Conrad have you spoken to him?" he asked seeing Harry's face drop. "No, I keep telling you it never goes right when we meet" Harry replied fumbling with his buttons and getting frustrated Adam walked over and helped him "You need to catch him when the time is right Harry" he explained. Harry nodded "You mean not at a funeral" he said seeing Adam's expression change "I'm sorry" he apologised. "It is okay Harry" Adam replied putting a brave smile on "talk to Conrad, if you don't I will" he threatened. Harry put his arms around Adam giving him a big hug and a kiss "Better not keep the boss waiting" Adam said. Conrad sat there trying to think straight waiting for Joshua to arrive on the train. One part of him wanted to confront him the other telling him to keep it quiet and keep the peace with Joshua and Simon, he kept thinking of Jamal and then Harry came in to his head again. Joshua knocked on the window of the car catching Conrad by surprise, he unlocked the door and Joshua climbed in to the passengers seat. "Oh fuck" Conrad said launching himself at Joshua and kissing him madly "sorry, fuck I missed you" he said. Joshua smiled and looked at him "I'm sorry I couldn't be here" he said "I know you missed and need me". The simple words he spoke made a world of difference inside Conrad, finally feeling that he could open up about his sadness and put it bed. Joshua watched as they drove past his house and in to the gates and courtyard of the manor slightly confused until Conrad explained they were staying here until Monday morning as guests of the owner. The afternoon spent in the garden talking and Joshua held Conrad close to him making all the right sounds in the right places and kissing him, telling him everything was okay now. They had a great dinner together courtesy of Beth before Felix and she went out for the evening. Conrad loved having Joshua back home despite being jealous of his tan and body that seemed to have got bigger since there was little else to do other than go to the gym on board ship. In fact even Charlie had bulked up even more making Conrad even more jealous. Conrad took Joshua up the sweeping staircase of the manor "Now it is us" Conrad said. Joshua rubbed his hand over Conrad's arse "Aye pet, you are mine" he said squeezing his arse hard making Conrad flinch in pain a little. "Here we are, ours for the weekend" Conrad said closing the doors. Joshua pulled Conrad close and kissed him moving down across his chin and neck where he proceeded to mark his territory. Conrad moaned trying to hold him closer despite the little agony he felt with Joshua sucking hard and purposefully on his neck. His tongue caressed upwards to Conrad's mouth forcing it open and kissing him with tender force. Stripping the clothes off Conrad with amazing ease he kissed down his body enjoying the smoothness of his chest, his eyes immediately drawn to the bruises around his hips. "What are those?" Joshua asked standing back up running his fingers over them. "Oh" Conrad said looking embarrassed "some guy got a little aggressive when we fucked". Joshua nodded "You fucked around and let him mark my property?" he said in a worrying undertone. Conrad shook his head "Not deliberately" he replied trying to brush it off. "But you let someone else fuck you?" Joshua's tone changed "they sullied your body". Conrad took a step back "It was nothing Josh" he replied getting scared of him. "Who said you could let them touch your body?" Joshua asked "I never gave you permission to fuck around". Conrad looked at him "You don't own me Josh, I thought that was the whole point of this, us." he said. Joshua raised his hand and slapped Conrad hard across his face pushing him on the bed "I own you" he sneered. Conrad sat up and looked at Joshua shocked by his erratic behaviour, fear creeping in knowing his was powerless to stop him. He didn't know that Joshua was playing a very dangerous game with him, getting Conrad sexually dependent on him was pretty much achieved. Now he needed to finish off making him feel powerless, instil fear, new behaviours and attitude that would slowly erode his self-confidence and self-esteem. Eventually Conrad would end up being worthless and own his existence to him. Joshua smiled and ran his hand along Conrad's leg watching him flinch with doubt as to what was happening. "You must never have sex with anyone but me or I will take sex away from you" Joshua said soothingly. He looked Conrad in the eye "Do you understand me?" Joshua asked lifting his leg and kissing it. Lowering the leg he leaned forward and kissed Conrad tenderly "You are mine Conrad". They stared in to each others eyes and Joshua could see the fear "Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked. Conrad nodded and quietly replied "You know I do Josh" his gaze fixed on the eyes above. "Why would anyone want sex with a slut" Joshua asked stroking his face "are you worth it now?". Joshua smirked at him "How can I have sex with a used slut like you?" he asked raising himself up. Joshua stood playing with his cock "I want to fuck you but you don't deserve it" he said moaning sensually. Conrad felt ashamed "What has changed in you Josh?" he asked "why are you behaving like this?". Joshua stopped rubbing his cock and smiled "I will fuck you but not to please you" he replied. "Josh stop it your scaring me" Conrad said getting up off the bed. Joshua pushed him back down and loomed over him "Are you going to let anyone else fuck you?" he asked. Conrad stared up in to his eyes slowly he shook his head "No, your the only one that counts" he replied in a submissive tone. Joshua smiled "Good boy" he said soothingly "you will learn to appreciate that only I matter". "It makes you cheap and dirty allowing other men to fuck you" Joshua said watching Conrad nod. Joshua stroked his face "I gave you something to make sure you know who owns you" he whispered seductively. Conrad feigned a lack of understanding knowing what he meant "You have given me you, that is all I want" he said feeling sick. Joshua chuckled and ran his tongue along Conrad's chest "If only you knew" he said working up to his neck. He raised his head then slapped Conrad hard across the face again "You will pay for being a slut" he said. Joshua pulled Conrad up off the bed dragging him to the wardrobe "What the fuck" Conrad cried out. He fell against the wardrobe from another slap "I am not sleeping with a slut" Joshua angrily replied. Pushing Conrad in to the wardrobe "You will sleep here tonight then tomorrow we will see" Joshua said. Conrad tried to get out but was forcibly pushed back in pleading firstly then submitted 'I understand Josh I am sorry' he said leaning against the back of the wardrobe accepting his punishment. He closed the door locking it with the key, pleased that he was starting to get through to Conrad and laughing to himself that he probably didn't know what he had given him. Joshua ran a bath and spent an hour soaking listening to some rap music, smiling at Conrad's weakness that made him such an easy picking. Things were moving on quicker than he ever hoped for. Alone in the dark and unable to get comfortable he was pining for Joshua, wanting to please him and show him how much he cared and admit he made a bad decision, his eyes welling up feeling very miserable that he had ruined their night together and upset Joshua, was he worthless he thought, probably so. Maybe Joshua all along knew what was right for him and he probably needed him to be there to show him how lucky he was. He thought of Harry and how very different it would have been being with someone he had fallen in love with. He was woken by the door opening and a dim light visible from the bedroom, Joshua was holding his belt in his hand and roughly dragged Conrad out pushing him on the bed. "Tell me what you are?" Joshua asked holding Conrad down on the bed with his hand. Conrad raised his head "Yours" he said giving in emotionally. "Oh that's right" Joshua said dragging the belt across Conrad's arse "and what else are you?". Conrad laid quietly, whack and Conrad cried out "Please don't it hurts" he pleaded in agony. Joshua smirked "Answer the question then?" he demanded raising his hand holding the belt again. "Worthless" Conrad said though the pain "dirty slut" he finally managed to say. "Good boy" Joshua said approvingly "this is what Conrad wants isn't it to be adored by me?". Conrad nodded "Yes" he said catching his breath "I want to please you, make you happy" he was almost begging to please him. Joshua hauled Conrad up the bed turning him on his back and straddling across him. He hooked the belt strap through in to a noose dangling it over Conrad. Without a sound he knew what he had to do and lifted his head allowing the strap to go round his neck and tighten. Joshua held on tightly to it although it was tight Conrad could still breathe freely, above him Joshua smiled and nodded in approval. Taking his cock in his hand Joshua started to masturbate teasing Conrad with the head of his cock just touching his lips. Thinking it is what Joshua wanted Conrad opened his mouth and dared to put his lips around it. Conrad gurgled hearing the leather stretch and the belt tighten sharply around his neck, he gasped for air and felt the pressure releasing 'No slut don't touch me' Joshua said firing a warning shot at him. Conrad laid there and watched the person who he was falling in love with treat him like dirt and pleasure himself. Joshua moaned and looked down 'Open your mouth' he soothingly said. Conrad did as he was told and Joshua peaked hitting orgasm and leaning forward ramming his cock down in to Conrad's throat expelling his seed in rapid pulses straight in to his stomach. Conrad clawed at the sheet trying his best not to touch Joshua and concentrate on keeping himself from gagging and throwing up. He pulled his cock out resting the head on Conrad's lips 'clean it now' he said. All through the night Conrad was subjected to what bordered on mental abuse and part torture driven sex until 7am, he was knackered and unable to think clearly. Laying in Joshua's arms he felt safe and loved desperately hoping that Joshua would not take this feeling away. "How was last night baby?" Joshua cooed lovingly "did I make you feel good?" he asked licking Conrad's face. Conrad kissed his body "It was good, thank you" he said showing his appreciation. "I thought you might like it" Joshua said rubbing Conrad's arse "do you have anything you want to say?". Conrad nodded "I am sorry for fucking around" he said in a hope that is what he wanted to hear. Joshua pulled his head back "Well that is a start I guess" he smiled "you belong to me Conrad and I will look after you". Conrad go up to use the toilet and looked in the mirror, he now had three love bits on his body, bruises and cuts inflicted by the buckle of the belt. He stared at his reflection 'What the fuck am I doing to myself' he said quietly to himself 'oh yes Joshua wants me at last, I never thought he would'. Joshua entered the bathroom putting his arms around Conrad and kissing his neck so lovingly 'Come back to bed I want to fuck you' he said turning Conrad around so gently and kissing him on the lips 'I want to make sure you have all of me' he whispered picking Conrad up. He laid Conrad down on the bed lifting his legs over his own shoulders wriggling his arse to get his cock in position. Joshua smiled down 'This is what you need my sweet sweet boy', Conrad gripped hold of Joshua's arms and cried out, his arse forced open by the cock spearing and driving deep in one thrust, blinking tears and gasps from the sheer pain of his penetration. Joshua fucked him hard not giving Conrad any time to adjust 'Tell me what you want baby?' he asked Conrad, the agony taking over his body unable to form any words. Joshua smirked down at him 'You want to be a slut you get treated like one' he said picking up speed and intensity, oblivious to his pleas to slow down Joshua fucked him relentlessly until he tensed up and clamped his hand over Conrad's mouth. Jolting his hips hard on purpose to inflict pain and releasing his toxic seed deep. His eyes stared down not blinking all the while he felt the cum flowing in to Conrad. Conrad gasping and panting his arse as sore as hell waited patiently until he felt the cock swiftly pulling out and Joshua rolled on to his back giving a satisfying moan 'Still the best bottom to fuck' he said. Conrad hopped off the bed going to the bathroom hotly followed by Joshua who grabbed him from behind and shoved his cock back inside Conrad 'No you don't' he sneered pulling him back to the bedroom 'I generously gave you my cum now you keep it inside' he said falling on top of Conrad pinning him to the bed. Conrad felt like he needed to work on pleasing Joshua and make him happy, obliging in his every word. Inside Conrad's arse Joshua slowly worked his erection back to full state then slowly and with adoration using his words to drill in to Conrad's head he made love gently to him. Staying in bed all day Joshua's words sinking deeper getting in to Conrad's head and within hours he succumbed to wanting Joshua and needing to be with him completely. The joy of being admired so much by this hot navy guy seemed everything he wanted. They showered together washing the sweat and smell of sex off their bodies, Joshua continuously speaking to Conrad reaffirming who he now belonged to. Conrad nodding and answering surrendering himself to the man he saw as his lover. It was the strangest day Conrad had been through sitting their in the pub with Joshua, Charlie and his girlfriend Serena. Joshua kept a tight hold of Conrad's hand gently caressing it whilst he chatted away talking about Conrad with such love and care, the words seemed to make Charlie happy and seeing them together was amazing. Conrad felt special and was sure Joshua hinted several times that he would consider a relationship with him. By the time they finished dinner Joshua turned to Charlie and told him he needed to take his brother back and see out the weekend in style. Charlie laughed shaking his head and told them to get going. Conrad felt happy with the love and care Joshua was showing him, completely forgiving him for the previous night understanding it was his own behaviour had upset Joshua. At the manor he opened the double doors to the bedroom, the bedside lamp providing a dim light in the large room but just enough to navigate towards the bed, Joshua closed the bedroom doors turning to look at Conrad. He walked over to Conrad "You behaved so well today you deserve a little treat" he said kissing him. Conrad looked at him "Are you in love with me?" he asked turning on the puppy eyes seeking assurance. Joshua ruffled his hair "I don't need to love you, you are mine and you don't need anyone else" he said. Conrad nodded although it was not what he hoped to hear "I only need you" he said watching Joshua smile. "Of course you do, do you love me Conrad?" Joshua now asked staring at him "love me unconditionally?". Conrad stared back at him "I do" he said feeling himself guided towards the bed by Joshua's arms. Joshua pushed him on the bed "Good, now you have earnt my respect I will be the only person you will ever love". Conrad nodded and stroked his face "No one else matters Conrad, it is just me you need to make you happy". "You are so full of yourself" came a voice from the chair in the dark corner of the room. Joshua spun round "Who the hell are you and why are you watching us?" he demanded. Simon stood and walked towards him "This is my house that is who I am" he said helping Conrad up. "Simon" Conrad said being helped up off the bed "I thought you were coming back tomorrow?". "Change of plan Conrad" he said "when I saw what this one was up to" Simon said pulling Conrad behind him. Joshua looked at him "If you don't mind Conrad and I were..." he started saying. "Doing nothing" Simon said interrupting him "take your things and leave him alone". Joshua laughed "No it is not that easy I own him he is mine" he said smirking at Simon. "If you leave now your navy career will be safe, stay and it will be in tatters" Simon said. The doors opened and Felix stood there "Shall I inform his superior officers sir?" Felix asked. "It is fine" Conrad said moving to Simon's side "I am his boyfriend" to which Joshua laughed. Simon put his arm around Conrad "He locked you in the wardrobe and assaulted you Conrad". Simon looked at Conrad "Jack loved you" he said slowly knowing those three words could shake Conrad's emotions. He looked at Simon "He did didn't he" Conrad replied with a smile on his face. "Felix remove this young man" Simon ordered. Joshua stood his ground "Not without what is mine" he said looking directly at Conrad. Simon shook his head "Every room has security cameras and what you did to Conrad is on film". Felix watched over Joshua who reluctantly collected his belongings "Conrad come with me?" Joshua demanded. Conrad stood there watching him "I adore him Simon I should go with him" he replied in a submissive voice. "No Conrad" Simon said holding on to him tightly "he is using you Conrad he is not good for you, Jack never treated you like this". Joshua moved closer to Conrad causing Felix to shuffle on his feet "Conrad you know you have to be with me". Simon shook his head "Who loves you Conrad, who fell in love with you not even knowing you?" he asked. Conrad looked at Simon his mouth slowly forming the words "Harry did". Simon nodded "Harry would never have bruised or beaten you, only this person has" he said reminding Conrad. "He loves me, Harry loves me" Conrad repeated. Joshua walked past Conrad "You will come back to me" he said "you belong to me". "Don't ever contact Conrad again if you know what's good for you!" Simon said clearly threatening him. Joshua smirked at Simon "He is no use to me, damaged goods and a dirty little slut". Simon nodded "I know" he said then looked at Felix "Take him to the train station please Felix". "My pleasure sir" Felix replied hauling Joshua out of the room with ease. Joshua fought trying to prise himself away from Felix all the way in to the limousine, Felix locking him in the back and swiftly leaving the manor. Conrad sat on the bed wincing at the pain from the welts on his arse, as swiftly as Joshua left Conrad felt empty and alone. Beth knocked on the door and brought a first aid kit in and left it with Simon telling him she will bring a tray of tea up shortly. Simon told her to put it in his room and he picked Conrad up carefully carrying him to his bedroom, Conrad remained silent strangely he was not upset. Beth arrived with a tray of hot tea and placed it down on the table by the sofa leaving again. Conrad felt Simon undoing his shirt, the shame of how he was feeling right now was the only emotion going through his head. He watched Simon removing his shirt, the soft hands inspecting the marks and couple of bruises on his arms. The hands undoing his trousers pulling them down gently along with his underwear, his body being turned over displaying two deep red welts on his left arse cheek. Simon gently dabbed them with some antiseptic liquid, Conrad felt the stinging and winced until it subsided. Simon turned Conrad over and picked him up carrying him over to the sofa sitting him on his lap cuddling and comforting him. He wondered if Joshua leaving would upset him but there were no tears, no sounds at all, he simply snuggled up to Simon in silence. Thankful that at least Simon wasn't saying anything. He knew it was only a matter of time before he would have to face up to this, and how was he going to tell Charlie, what was he going to tell Charlie? He had no idea where to begin, for now though he felt safe in the arms of Simon. Conrad remembered the words in Jack's letter and that he could always turn to Simon no matter what. Almost bringing him to tears he kissed Simon's chest and snuggled up closer feeling the arms holding him even more securely. Simon kissed his head leaning over and still holding Conrad with one arm and poured the now luke warm tea and handed the cup to Conrad who sipped it quietly until he was finished. He leaned across and put the cup back on the tray and kissed Simon on the cheek then settled back in his arms. Simon kissed him on the head "Do you want to go to bed?" he asked. "No" Conrad replied going silent again for a minute "I thought he loved me, I wanted him to love me". Simon stroked Conrad's head "Love was never on his agenda he wanted to control you Conrad". Conrad looked up at him "How could you say that you don't really know him" he said sounding upset. "I know his type, they can't love he wanted you to become dependent on him" Simon told him. Conrad shook his head "No, anyway how can you be so right about him?" he asked. "It is not about being right Conrad, it is reading the signs" Simon said trying to explain. Simon looked at him "Why do you think you loved him?" Simon asked "he told you to love him" he answered the question himself. Conrad looked at the bruises on his arm "Not really" he said then stopped thinking things over. He sat quiet for several minutes "Am I that gullible?" Conrad asked. "You sought love where it wasn't available" Simon replied "if he loved you he would never have hurt you". Conrad sat up and looked at Simon walk across the room "Is that why you came back, did you know?" he asked. Simon nodded "Felix was concerned for you" he said unlocking the safe. "Felix?" Conrad replied in a shocked voice "was he spying on me?". "No" Simon replied "I asked him to check the security cameras for your wellbeing" he said. Conrad sat there opened mouth "Spying on me" he said again sounding a little angrier. Simon returned with an envelope "When Felix told me he locked you in the wardrobe I flew back" he said. Simon sat down next to Conrad "This was Jack's letter to me about you" he said giving him the envelope. "I am not suppose to let you see this Conrad but you need to read it" Simon said pouring a cup of tea. Conrad took the letter out and read it quietly 'Simon, I know how you hate being told what to do but you need to get over yourself for a few minutes and read this. I know you like Conrad even though you pretend to dislike him being around I saw how much you have enjoyed watching him grow up in to this fine lad. I have to admit his placid sweet nature means he will grow in to a very wonderful person, weather gay or straight it doesn't matter. He means the world to me and it was like watching my own son growing up in front of my eyes. He is one of the smartest people I have ever seen and also has a very vulnerable side, this has become more evident with his dabbling in gay life. He only sees the good in people not what is underneath and this is my concern. He talks a lot about this guy called Joshua and spends every other weekend with him. I first became suspicious when he returned telling me how fantastic Joshua was to him, showering him with kindness and filling his head with words that Conrad would never use. Not the usual words one would associate to a loving person more controlling and designed to fill you with low self-esteem. Conrad will not want to hear this or believe it if it goes on much more, I don't need to explain my concerns I am sure you will fully understand how powerful someone like that can be as witnessed before, especially to a kind hearted young lad. It is especially so since Conrad seems to have already fallen hard for him but he won't admit that either. Don't let Conrad fool you with the just fuck buddies and friends tale. Joshua is coveting him and he appears to be succeeding, it will only be a matter of time before Conrad succumbs fully and then my worse fear is that the abuse will start and he will destroy everything that makes Conrad such a beautiful person. Hell knows I have tried to steer Conrad away from this dangerous person but he sees only warm fuzzy welcoming lights in his head. I am sorry that I went behind your back and spoke to Felix about it and he knows how much Conrad means to me and will look out for him as well. And you, Simon, I have to put all my faith in you that you will keep Conrad safe and step in. I know Conrad will hate you for it but you must protect him and if the need arises our solicitors are holding a letter for Conrad's brother Charlie that will explain exactly what his friend has been doing. I know Charlie is the one person who can get through to Conrad and is no doubt oblivious to what is going on so it is important he knows. Please take care of him Simon, I know you love him just a little. Now I have gone he is the only person I would trust to take over the gardens so make sure it happens. I love you always, Jack. PS, wow Conrad is a nutter when it comes to sex!' Conrad laughed at the post script note "Thank you" he said handing the letter back to Simon. Simon sat there quietly wondering what Conrad thought "Are you okay?" he asked. Conrad nodded "Jack saw it and kept it from me" he said looking at Simon. "Well he was suspicious and probably noticed small changes in you" Simon said reflecting on the letter. "Am I that vulnerable?" Conrad asked picking up his empty cup then pouring more tea for himself. Simon waivered a moment "In some ways yes but we all are" he replied "being gay is not that easy for some". "You think I am one of them?" Conrad asked putting his cup down. "No" Simon replied smiling "you will find your zone as to speak it just doesn't happen like magic". Conrad sat back against the sofa "Is he out of my life" he said. Simon looked at him "I wouldn't be too sure yet, that kind of person can be very persistent" he said. Conrad felt his skin crawl "Will I ever be free from him?" he asked. "Eventually" Simon admitted "we need to see what if anything he does next". Conrad suddenly thought of his home "My parents leave next weekend for Australia I am buying the house". Simon patted Conrad's knee "You can't live there alone not until we sort him out" he replied. Conrad nodded "I have you and Felix here to call on if I am worried" he said confidently. "No Conrad" Simon said "you are moving in to the manor" he said putting his foot down sternly. Conrad smiled "People might get the wrong impression" he said leaning against Simon. Simon chuckled "Well they would be right" he said. Conrad leaned up and kissed him "Can we stop the letter going to Charlie just now?" he asked. "Of course" Simon said in agreement "he must be told eventually though" he added watching Conrad nod. "In the letter he knew so much, you know witnessed before?" Conrad stated making it a question. Simon looked uncomfortable a moment "Just that" he replied "we saw it happen but ignored it". Conrad looked rattled "What happened to them?" he asked "please tell me". Simon thought for a moment then slowly explained "The person fell in love and moved in with them and after a few weeks he stopped seeing people including coming to the manor. There was always excuses, lame ones at that but when he did come out his partner was always close to him, always seeking his approval and not stepping out of line. He became uncertain of everything and cautious of everyone who interfered. He was so in love that he was blinded by the way he was being treated. Jack naturally got very concerned and went to London to see him, he was nervous at Jack being there in case he got caught having a friend round. Forced joint bank account then he was removed from being able to withdraw money, his wages were paid in and transferred out and Moham got so concerned by his actions he called on Jack and I to help. We brought him here to the manor and froze all his assets, using a very underhanded way we got all his money back before the boyfriend could spend it. It took months to get the real him back and build up his self-esteem and character again" he finished and looked at Conrad. "You mentioned Moham" Conrad picked up straight away "do I know him?" he asked. Simon nodded "I trust you not say anything to them Conrad" he said looking at him "it was Adam". "Seriously?" Conrad asked looking shocked "wow, you certainly would never know". Simon nodded "The boyfriend still lurked around until Moham called in some heavies to warn him off". "Does he know about me?" Conrad asked sitting forward "I mean I don't mind if he does". "Yes I found out on the day of Jack's funeral that he had raised it with Adam" Simon confirmed. Conrad was slowly figuring it out "That is why he was so nice to me, I thought he fancied me" he laughed. Conrad sat there shaking his head "You understand why I need to keep you locked up here?" Simon asked. "Yes" Conrad nodded. Simon smiled "Joshua will not give up easily having spent all that time working on you" he said looking at him. "I understand" Conrad said "well I think I do, I can't help loving him he had me fall for him so quickly". "That is what we need to get out of your system or you will fall back in to his arms" Simon warned him. Conrad welled up for the first time that evening "Do what is needed to help me Simon" he almost pleaded. Simon kissed and hugged him "You want to spend the night with me?" he asked. Conrad nodded. Conrad held Simon's hand climbing in to bed together. He had a restless night dreaming constantly about Joshua, the images of him showering affection, words of encouragement but never real love, the flip side was a steely determination that displayed anger and degrading words to break him down. Making him weak and unable to pull away.

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

do)? We've been together our whole lives, and we had our sexual awakening at the same time- yes we do fuck & suck each other, however we don't tell people that (they'd be VERY judgemental & disapproving of it). When we do fuck other people in a 3-way, we always do our best to not show too-much sexual affection for each other.

I'm 56, so in general I fall into the definition of older guys you're using. I don't have any specific hardcore preference for younger guys, so I may not be the right demographic to address your questions, but I'll take a swing at it just the same. For context, I'm interested in guys I connect with regardless of their age, I don't seek a specific age group. I've been fucked and bred by men from 20-something year olds to 70-something year olds and have found good sexual chemistry, friendship, and the potential of a larger relationship in men from early 30s to early 60s. I'm going to address each of your scenarios in turn... Scenario 1 - "False Sexual Desire" I can understand older men whose sexual appetites might be writing checks their libido's and bodies can't cash. As we age, we all want to hold on to who we've been and what we've been able to do. That said, I've learned from multi-cumming tops who have fucked my cunt that many bottoms of *all ages* either overestimate their skills or don't disclose their are only able to take dick in their cunts a short time, or until they cum. This results in a pool of long-fucking, multi-cumming tops who are dissatisfied at not having their needs met to fuck a long time and breed until they are sated. I've discovered this through comments from men who've fucked my cunt and reacted with surprise and pleasure that I'm encouraging them to keep fucking and breeding as long as they want. That's when these stories of bottoms of *all ages* who are "one and done" started to surface. I'm not sure why these older bottoms are overpromising and underdelivering, or why they are setting themselves up for failure in the eyes of these younger virile tops. Regarding the older man you went on vacation with, I can think of several situations to explain his sex-avoiding behavior. Stress in his work, feeling tired from travel, etc. but it's also true that sex is a stress reliever so it cuts both ways. His seeking connection from other men near his age during the trip could be fear of not measuring up for you, or a way of unconsciously lowering expectations of himself sexually in being with men closer to his own age. I can't imagine not at least laying down and making out to relax and see what develops. It's difficult to know for sure what was in his mind. What I do know is that there are older bottoms out there who genuinely want young virile dick and seed in their cunts and who will enthusiastically encourage them to continue after they've fucked in the first few of their loads. Chemistry can be tricky. I've been with tops who didn't connect with me and it's hard to be responsive when you don't feel it. I've also been with tops who delighted in finding out that pinching my nipples, whispering filth, and manhandling me made me growl and buck into them unconsciously demanding a more intense fuck. Focus on getting a read on the sexual chemistry up front. Kissing and making out is your chance to see how responsive they can be to your sexual ques and needs. Scenario 2 "Dependence on emotional validity" Ageism in the gay community is brutal. Agism alone isn't that hard to handle. I look at it as a self-winnowing - the men incompatible with you are just removing themselves from the breeding pool. What makes it rough to deal with is the lack of courtesy and rudeness that so often comes with it. Being told "Hey, I don't think we're a match. Good hunting to you." by a younger guy after sharing stats and face pics is just polite garden-variety rejection. It's being ghosted, ignored, or worse, insulted for being older, that can make it soul-wearying and set up the need for validation that you're talking about. Its especially bad if the young guy was very hot and heavy and demanding access to your cunt. That said, the men you're describing don't seem very centered or accepting of themselves as they are. I may be wrong, but my sense is the more narcissistic a person is, the more traumatic they find aging and losing their youth and appeal. We all have ideas about where we should be and how we should feel at certain times in our lives. I can understand the desire to have the relationship box checked. People can also use relationships as a shield or distraction from dealing with their own issues. Ignoring you when you are with them, and pining for you when you are absent don't make sense to me, but I can see how it might be another of these checkboxes that stave off judging their lives somehow wanting. My sense is that these men are not mentally healthy or well adjusted, and I don't see that as your problem to deal with. You want someone comfortable with who they are, and with only twinges in reaction to the inevitable agism in our community. Those men are out there. Scenario 3 "You fix yourself to meet my standards." What you are describing is a dynamic I've seen regardless of the ages of the men involved. It fairly common for people to hold something inside until it builds up pressure and explodes into a likely irrational outburst. The fixer-upper dynamic isn't limited in ages or in gender, either. The rejoinder from these older men saying you are too naive and such, is just a handy trope for someone to latch onto when there is any form of disagreement. I suspect in every relationship something similar happens falling back onto the most obvious fault-line when there is disagreement. While it might be true that more life experience dramatically changes how you react to situations, there are many cases where that isn't so. What is true, is that many older men at this time in our history are dealing with survivors guilt and a sense that younger gay men today don't viscerally understand what they went through watching friends die. Many of these older men watched friends, lovers, and acquaintances cut down all around them in the flower of their youth. You can understand why they might have some strong feelings about younger generations. That doesn't mean their value judgements are valid or correct, just that they experienced a form of mass trauma and some compassion for the lingering effects on them is called for. When it comes down to it, we need to meet each other where we are. Younger men are different to older men, and relationships across generations need those in them to accept and enjoy the differences in age, perspective, and experience and look to learn from each other. The same is true of relationships between men of different races, and doubtless many other human divides. Research has shown that as we age, our tastes can become fixed. We're all still engaged in the music that was around us as we grew from kids into adulthood. The same is true of other forms of entertainment. I think what you might be looking for is someone with what's called a "growth mindset". They tend to be curious, eager to learn, and experimental in how they approach the world. They are still going to like what they liked, but they'll be open to learning and experiencing what you like, and get to know how you see the world. TL;DR - Much of what you've observed is more universal than specific to older men, and there are lots of very horny, fairly well-adjusted older men out there looking for a young guy like you. Don't despair.

SHACKLED AND SHAVED (Part 3) Brandon lay on the bed, blind. He heard the door close, so he guessed that Mitch had left the room. He thought briefly about removing the blindfold but remembered that there were a couple of security cameras in the room. He figured it would be best not to disobey Mitch. The eighteen-year-old’s young mind was in turmoil. He wondered if Mitch was right. Was he really meant to be a submissive slut? Mitch was right that he was a pretentious asshole to most people. He took advantage of everyone he could, always trying to manipulate them into doing what he wanted, but never just coming out and asking for things directly. He often even treated his boyfriend Aiden badly, trying to see how much Aiden would put up with before standing up for himself. Was it because deep down he wanted to finally push someone so far that they would push back and put him in his place? Brandon’s introspection was cut short when loud pulsing trance music suddenly filled the room. Instinctively he tried to look around, forgetting that he was blindfolded. He wasn’t sure how long he lay on the bed listening to the music. The music seemed to be a continuous mix of several songs flowing into one another and then back again. Eventually he felt his body getting warm and tingling. His skin was sensitive and the feel of the smooth sheet on his back became more intense. Brandon had done Ecstasy a few times before while partying in high school, so recognized its effects. As the drug kicked in, Brandon started rubbing his hands over his body in time to the music, enjoying the sensation of being touched. His left hand strayed down to his dick, which had softened while he had been thinking. The hood was back up covering the head, but the shaft was still a little plump. He ran his fingers through his small patch of pubic hair, then over his dick, and fondled his small fuzzy balls. “You don’t get to play with yourself without permission Boy,” yelled Mitch into his ear as he grabbed the boy’s hand and pulled it off his genitals, “I guess you need some help controlling yourself.” A pair of hands slipped under his shoulders and pushed his back up off the bed. Once he was in a sitting position, Brandon felt Mitch’s muscular arms slide under his own arms and wrap around his chest from behind. The slim boy was easily lifted up off the mattress, swung around and set back down a couple feet away on his feet. The volume of the music decreased to a level where voices would still be heard over it. “Stand on your feet Boy,” said Mitch from behind him. The muscular arms slid out from around his chest and then down his arms. Large strong hands grabbed the boy’s smaller hands and raised them up over his head. Mitch’s fingers intertwined with his and Brandon felt the man’s hairy chest press up against his back. A scratchy beard brushed against his neck and he felt the man’s hot breath blowing into his ear. The E was really starting to kick in and Brandon could not resist swaying to the music and grinding his ass back against the large leather clad bulge that was pressing into his lower back. As he started to lose himself to the music, the drug, and the feeling of rubbing back against a man that was taking control of him, he felt cold metal pressed against his wrists. The next thing Brandon knew, Mitch stepped away from him, but his arms and hands remained raised above his head, held in place by shackles attached to the ceiling. “You can continue to dance Boy. Show off that hot naked little body of yours. It pleases me to see you embracing your sexuality,” said Mitch from behind him, but still close to his ear. *** After Mitch had left the room, he had turned on the sound system and keyed in a trance mix on his smart phone that was synced to the basements sounds system. He nodded at Dustin, who was waiting in the main playroom outside Brandon’s ‘cell’, which also doubled as the wet room for piss play. Dustin sprung into action and started moving all the supplies that Mitch had prepared into Brandon’s cell, along with two bright directional lights and a video camera mounted on a tripod. He adjusted the camera so that it would have an unobstructed view of the bed and an area next to the bed where Mitch indicated. Dustin was thirty years old, but still very much a twink. He was 5’10” and weighed about 130 pounds. He had short light brown hair and almost no body hair. Mitch had met Dustin about ten years ago through Rentboy. Dustin had already been poz by the time he met Mitch, so Dustin had never fully been Mitch’s Boy in the way Mitch intended to possess Brandon. Still, Dustin was one of Mitch’s regular slave boy fuck buddies. Dustin really got off on Age Play and liked to pretend he was underage if he was in the submissive role, or if he and Mitch were playing with a younger twink, Dustin liked to roleplay as an older brother. Dustin also happened to be deaf, which was useful in situations such as this since Mitch and Dustin could communicate through sign language as Mitch had made a point of learning the language after meeting Dustin. After Dustin had all the supplies set up in the room, Mitch returned and stood over Brandon watching the blindfolded boy lying on the mattress. The boy was definitely starting to feel the effects of the E and was well on his way to starting his trip. When Mitch saw Brandon start playing with his cock and balls, he signed to Dustin, “Get the shackles ready, I’m going to stand him up.” “Yes Daddy,” signed back Dustin then got the wrist shackles out and used a safety release snap to attach them to an eyebolt in the ceiling. Once Mitch had Brandon’s hands up over his head, Dustin quickly and expertly attached the shackles to the new boy’s wrists then adjusted the chains to make sure they kept Brandon’s arms stretched up. As Mitch was whispering into Brandon’s ear, Dustin picked up the leg shackles and stood in front of Brandon anticipating the next order from Mitch. Brandon did as Mitch suggested and continued enjoying his E trip by dancing to the pulsing hypnotic music. He pulled lightly against the shackles while he gyrated his hips and rolled his torso. He enjoyed the slight sting as the shackles dug into his wrists. Mitch smiled as he saw how much Brandon was enjoying displaying himself and showing off. Once he was sure the Boy was completely engaged in his trip, he hit pause on his phone to silence the music. “Okay, Boy, stop dancing and stand still,” he ordered Brandon. Brandon was disappointed and didn’t want to stop at first, but reluctantly did. Mitch walked over to where Dustin had laid out several floggers and straps and picked up a split leather strap. He walked back and smacked it twice across Brandon’s white ass, causing a bright red strip to quickly develop, “Aren’t you forgetting something Boy?” “Yes Sir. Sorry Sir,” said Brandon as the sting of the strap reminded him that he had not acknowledged Mitch’s order. “Good Boy. Every time you forget to call me Sir, Daddy, or Master, when you should, you will get spanked. The implement may vary but you will get spanked. Also each time you fail in this most simple of tasks, the punishment will double. So this time you got two since this was your second offense. Next time it will be four, then eight, then sixteen, and so on. Do you understand?” asked Mitch. “Yes Sir,” answered Brandon. “Good, now again, stand still,” ordered Mitch. “Yes Sir,” responded Brandon as he stood upright. Mitch stepped up behind Brandon and used his booted foot to slide Brandon’s legs apart until they were the desired distance apart. Then Mitch stepped back and nodded to Dustin, who quickly and expertly secured the ankle shackles to the walls and attached them to Brandon’s ankles. Dustin then picked up an electric hair trimmer from where the supplies were laid out and again stood ready in front of Brandon for the next order from Mitch. “Okay Boy, I’m going to be removing all your body hair, first getting the longer hairs with a trimmer and then shaving your entire body from the neck down. So, unless you want to get cut up a lot, you will remain still, especially in the area where you feel the shaving being done. While you are being shaved, I will be asking you some questions. You will answer me as best you can. Feel free to elaborate and tell me as much as you can about the topic of the question. Some of the questions may be difficult, its okay if you don’t know an answer or ramble on, but you will not lie to me. Do you understand?” asked Mitch. “Yes Sir,” answered Brandon, more concerned about the questions than the shaving. He and Aiden had shaved each other before. It was not something they bothered to do all the time, but they had enjoyed rubbing their naked hairless bodies against each other. Mitch nodded to Dustin, who immediately clicked on the trimmer and started to work on Brandon’s arms, starting at the top and working down the stretched out boy. “Have you been fucked before Boy?” asked Mitch. “Yes Sir. I’ve let Aiden fuck me a couple times. He really doesn’t enjoy fucking me and has trouble staying hard when he fucks me, Sir” answered Brandon. “So then you mainly fuck him when you have sex?” asked Mitch. “If we are fucking Sir, then yes. But most of the time we have sex we just exchange blow jobs or jack each other off, Sir,” answered Brandon. “Do you use condoms when you fuck?” asked Mitch. “Yes Sir. Both Aiden and I always practice safe sex, Sir,” said Brandon. “So you’ve never felt a bare cock up your ass?” asked Mitch. “No Sir, I’d never let anyone fuck me without a condom,” said Brandon adamantly. Mitch motioned to Dustin to step back, then delivered four swats to Brandon’s ass, “You forgot to say Sir.” Brandon cried out in pain and struggled against his the chains as he tried to turn his ass away from the blows. “Sorry Sir,” he finally responded after he had recovered the shock and pain of the strap. Once Brandon was settled back down, Mitch again nodded and Dustin resumed trimming Brandon’s body hair down to where it would be easy to shave. “Have you had sex with anyone besides Aiden?” asked Mitch. “No, but I’ve wanted to Sir,” said Brandon. The E was making it easier to admit his secret desires. “Why didn’t you then?” asked Mitch. Brandon hung his still blindfolded head, “Cause I was scared, Sir.” Brandon shivered and Dustin reacted quickly to keep from chopping the boy’s soft skin with the clippers. Just as Mitch was about to ask a follow up question, Brandon answered it, “I was scared people would think I was a slut, Sir.” Mitch stepped behind the shaking twink and wrapped his arms around him, giving him a hug. Dustin had not been paying as close attention to Mitch as he should have been and it took him a second to stop trimming Brandon’s hair when Mitch wrapped the boy up in a hug. Mitch spoke softly into Brandon’s ear, “Do not ever think there is anything wrong with being a slut. It is what you were born to be. Anyone that thinks less of you for being yourself isn’t anyone whose opinion matters.” Brandon pressed his body back against Mitch’s. Being hugged on E felt so good to him, and the man’s words were what he needed to hear. He was also so high that he did not even wonder how his legs were still being run over with a set of clippers when Mitch first hugged him. Mitch released Brandon and stepped back around to the front. “Have you and Aiden ever done anything kinky before like bondage, spanking, or piss play?” asked Mitch as Dustin resumed using the clippers on the boy’s legs. “No, Sir, but I have watched some bondage and spanking porn on the internet a few times, Sir,” answered Brandon slightly embarrassed to be admitting that. “What drugs have you done so far?” asked Mitch. Brandon took a minute to think then answered honestly, “Pot, E, whip-its, cough syrup or dexing, and Oxy, Sir.” He tensed as he expected Mitch would be angry at him for all the drugs he had tried and would punish him, but no blows were forthcoming. “Good, at least you are adventurous in one aspect of your life,” said Mitch. Dustin had finished removing all the longer hairs from the boy’s arms, arm pits, chest, pubic area, and legs, so he turned off the trimmer and started preparing the shaving cream and higher end disposable razors for the next task, while Mitch began running his hands over Brandon’s body. He started at the top, lightly stroking the boy’s body all the way from his hands, which were shackled above his head, to the boy’s shackled feet. As Dustin got busy shaving off the last remaining bits of hair, Mitch continued questioning Brandon. Mitch was able to get Brandon to admit that he was attracted to older men and that he did not flirt with them only to get booze, but also because it excited him when older men lusted after him. He had always been too scared though to go beyond flirting, again scared that people would think less of him. Once Dustin had finished shaving all the body hair off of Brandon, he wiped the boy down with a wet cloth then stepped back and waited for further instructions. Mitch inspected Brandon’s hairless body. The eighteen-year-old twink looked even younger once he was completely hairless from the neck down. The boy’s hairless cock was soft, mainly due to the effects of the E, and was so small that Brandon looked like he might not have started puberty yet. “Do you need to take your morning piss Boy?” asked Mitch as lightly stroked the boy’s smooth chest and teased the small dime sized pink nipples. Brandon nodded vigorously as he answered, “Yes Sir!” “Are you thirsty too?” asked Mitch. “Yes Sir!” answered Brandon. Mitch pointed to the large bottle that was on the floor next to the shaving supplies. Dustin quickly retrieved the bottle and held it under Brandon’s small cock. Mitch nodded and pointed to Brandon’s tiny cocklet. Dustin grabbed the boy’s cock, pulled back the foreskin and held the bottle in position to collect the boy’s piss. Mitch stroked Brandon’s hair as he said, “Okay Boy, go ahead and piss. It’s okay.” “Yes sir,” said Brandon as he relaxed and started releasing his morning piss. Dustin directed the boy’s piss into the bottle. Once Brandon had drained his bladder, the bottle was nearly full. Dustin shook the last few drops of piss out of the boy’s cock then handed the bottle to Mitch. “Good Boy,” said Mitch. He then grabbed a fistful of Brandon’s sweaty blond hair and pulled the boy’s head back. “Now open your mouth,” he ordered. Brandon was not so far gone on the E that he didn’t realize what was about to happen. He briefly thought about protesting or trying to resist, but he knew he was shackled by his wrists and ankles in a cell and completely at the mercy of Mitch. So he scrunched up his face and reluctantly opened his mouth. Mitch’s hand released its grip on his hair. Brandon waited for the piss, but instead his freshly shaven ass was assaulted by the strap. Eight sharp blows set his ass on fire. “Now, let’s try this again. Open your mouth Boy,” said Mitch. “Yes Sir,” said Brandon, upset at himself for having screwed that up again. He opened his mouth. He felt the rim of a plastic bottle press against his lips, a moment later, his own hot piss started to pour into his mouth. While he had never fantasized about or been particularly interested in golden showers or piss play, it did not completely freak him out. He found that the taste wasn’t repulsive and that he could handle it. When his mouth was full he gulped it down, but Mitch tilted the bottle and pour some more out while he swallowed so the piss ran down his chin and onto his body. Brandon figured he would get punished for spilling any of the piss so he quickly opened his mouth and gulped down another mouthful. He ended up downing three full mouthfuls and had a considerable amount of piss spill down his face, chest, stomach, crotch and legs before the bottle was empty. “Good Boy,” said Mitch as he handed the bottle to Dustin then moved behind Brandon and again started stroking the boy’s body, giving the tripping boy the physical stimulation he was craving. Brandon couldn’t help himself and pressed his body back against the older man. He moved his hips back and forth, rubbing his ass against the large leather bulge he felt behind him. Mitch ran one hand down Brandon’s smooth chest and taunt stomach. He ran his fingers over the boy’s freshly shaven pubic area. Brandon moaned in pleasure. Mitch used one finger and his thumb to stroke the boy’s small flaccid penis. Despite the effects of the E, Brandon’s cock quickly grew hard. “Despite a few slip ups, you’ve been a good Boy. Now you get a reward. You better enjoy this, cause its the last time that little cock of yours is going to give you pleasure for a long time,” said Mitch as he jacked the boy’s little uncut cock. Brandon rubbed his back against Mitch’s hairy chest and his ass against the man’s leather clad cock as Mitch masturbated him. The stimulation and the hour of having his body teased quickly brought Brandon to the brink of orgasm. Mitch was experienced enough to recognize the signs of Brandon’s approaching orgasm. When he knew the boy was about to come, he nodded to Dustin. Dustin got on his knees in front of Brandon and took the boy’s cock into his mouth. Mitch removed his hand from the boy’s cock as Dustin started to suck him and then used both hands to play with the boy’s dime-sized pink nipples. Brandon moaned in pleasure from all he stimulation and his impending orgasm. Just as he started shooting his cum into the mouth sucking his dick, it occurred to him that it was impossible for Mitch to be sucking him, while standing behind him. “Yeah, shoot that cum boy. Feed your load to new big brother. He’s hungry for it. He can’t get enough cum. Soon you will be just like him, hungry for cum and accepting any and every load you can get inside you,” said Mitch into Brandon’s ear as the boy’s orgasm overwhelmed him. Brandon cried out as he started cumming into Dustin’s mouth. It was one of the most powerful orgasms he had ever had. His legs shook and he lost his footing, cause his weight to transfer to his wrists and shoulders. He dangled from his shackled wrists as pain shot through his arms. Dustin easily swallowed the teen’s thin watery cum then sat back on his ankles and signed, “Thank you, Daddy.” Mitch gave the deaf prostitute a smile and nod of acknowledgment, then ordered him to go get the bondage chair from the other room. As Dustin went to get the chair, Mitch wrapped one arm around Brandon’s chest and lifted him back up to his feet and held him there as he used his other hand to release the chain holding the shackles to the ceiling. Dustin returned with the chair, and Mitch deposited Brandon into the chair then instructed Dustin to secure Brandon to it with rope. Mitch watched Dustin’s work closely and gave him tips and advice on his knots and rope placement, furthering the training of the thirty-year old switch. Once Brandon was secured to the chair, Mitch got a metal chastity cock sheath from the supplies. He slipped the ring around the base of the boy’s cock and forced the boy’s small balls through the metal ring. Then he put the metal tube over the boy’s deflated cock and locked it to the ring. It fit perfectly and would be extremely difficult for Brandon to remove. Mitch had taken the opportunity to size the boy’s genitals a week earlier on one of the many nights Brandon came home drunk and passed out. “There, now you will be able to learn to focus on your ass. You’re sexual gratification needs to come from using your ass and mouth to please real men,” said Mitch. After the chastity device was in place, Mitch removed the blindfold. Brandon remained blinded for a few moments as his eyes adjusted from the total dark of the blindfold to the bright lights for the video camera. He started to panic when he realized that everything that had happened had been video recorded. Mitch walked up behind Brandon and stroked the boy’s hair as he shushed him. “You need to get used to being on display Boy. I’m making a nice preview tape to show you off to my friends, to wet their appetite for when you are ready to make multiple loads from all comers. You’ll have men lining up to fuck your ass and shoot their cum up into you. Each one wishing he was the one that got to impregnate you. You will be covered in cum, with it dripping out of your ass, and you will love every minute of it. Now are you ready to see how a real slut boy behaves?” asked Mitch. Before Brandon could even reply, Mitch’s hands and fingers were giving Dustin his next orders, “Okay Boy, time to show your little brother how to Party.”

Part Twelve Ethan settled into the sling with Cody on his left side and Sean on his right side. Eric handed them each a point as they quickly prepared him for a double slam that was intended to send him into orbit that would last the rest of the weekend. Ethan had no time to protest as each point was skillfully stuck into a prominent vein. Ethan could feel the Tina take effect as he coughed out hard and began to hear a deafening ringing in his ears. His vision became more distorted then he normally was without his glasses. Cody, Sean and Eric took their turns fucking into a very fucked up Ethan while they waited for Paul to arrive with friends to add their poz seed to his neg ass. Ethan was so out of it he never knew how many different guys seeded his hole after Paul left with the half dozen friends he brought over late Saturday. When Ethan began to come down from his high he was helped out of the sling and to the shower. He was cleaned up and helped into his clothes. Eric took Ethan home while Sean and Cody cleaned the house before Sean’s parents arrived back home late Sunday afternoon. The following week Eric hooked up with Ethan during the day and fucked his brains out. Ethan turned out to be a power bottom and asked Eric “Do you think Cody would want to fuck me again?” Eric let him know “I can ask, let me text him.” Eric sent Cody a text and within minutes Cody was at Ethan’s with supplies. Cody handed each Viagra to keep them hard while they partied. Ethan asked “What’s the blue pill for?” Eric let him know “It’s Viagra, it will help you get hard when we party.” Ethan shook his head in agreement as he swallowed down his 2 blue pills. Ethan watched as Cody produced 3 points and offered to show Ethan how to slam. Ethan was mesmerized as Eric placed a tourniquet on his arm and Cody explained “You want to tie off the blood flow to help get a good vein to hit. Once you stick the needle in you draw back a little bit of blood to make sure you’re in the vein then push the plunger down slowly. Once the point is empty you pull it and apply pressure to the injection site while you hold your arm overhead and pull the tourniquet off with your teeth and you’re off.” Cody had administered Ethan’s slam while he explained so he was now flying. Ethan quickly began to suck Cody’s cock while he administered his own slam. Eric began to rim Ethan’s tight hole as Cody coughed out and was now spun like his friends. Once Cody was hard, Ethan begged “Please fuck me Cody, I want to feel your jock cock inside my nerd hole.” Cody lay back on the bed and held his cock up telling Ethan “If you want this inside you, come and get it.” Ethan quickly squatted his ass down on Cody’s cock and was pulled in by the jock for a kiss. While the two were kissing Cody motioned for Eric to get in behind Ethan. Eric knew what to do and slid his cock inside next to the jock cock inside his nerdy friend. The two fucked through the night even after Ethan’s parents came home. Ethan’s parents knew he was gay and were happy to know he had fiends over. What they didn’t know is that they were all higher than GOD and fucking in Ethan’s bedroom. Eric and Cody left early the next morning before Ethan’s parents woke up. Ethan wanted Cody to himself before he left to go back to school after spring break. He offered to pay for a hotel room for the two of them to spend the night together. Cody agreed and picked up Ethan early afternoon on Friday. Cody offered Ethan Viagra on the drive over to the hotel. Ethan declined letting Cody know “I just want to be fucked by you however you want me.” The two drove over to the local Day’s Inn where Ethan paid for a room. Once inside Cody produced supplies for them to party with. Ethan prepared his own point that had Cody was surprised at the amount he was putting in the barrel. Cody commented “You’re going to be really spun on all that Tina you got there” to which Ethan responded “You bet I am.” Ethan wanted to try something this time and made the suggestion to Cody “Can with you inside me.” Cody thought for a moment and agreed with Ethan’s suggestion. Cody kissed his nerd as the two were ready to party. Cody’s cock was already rock hard from the Viagra when he slid inside Ethan’s hole. The two fucked for a few minutes and when they were ready slipped the tourniquets on their arms, wiped with alcohol and were ready to slam. Cody watched Ethan hit his vein and register the flash of blood as he hit his own vein. Ethan was the first to pull his tourniquet before Cody had finished his slam. Cody felt Ethan’s hole suck on his hard cock as he emptied his slam into his arm. He quickly pulled his tourniquet off and began to pound Ethan’s hungry hole. Cody could feel the change in Ethan as the Tina flowed through his body. He was amazed to feel Ethan’s hole spasm as the nerd began to cum from the combination of the drug and the cock inside him. The sensation of the grip on his cock sent Cody over the edge and he began to fill Ethan’s hole with the first load of the night. Cody fucked Ethan in every position imaginable through the night as the two enjoyed the Tina. By the check out time the next day all the Tina Cody had was gone and Ethan was fucked, filled and satidfied. A couple weeks later Cody had heard from Eric that Ethan was sick for nearly a week. He had also become a big slut on campus and was getting fucked by nearly every horny frat boy on campus.

Part Eleven Cody and Sean showered up and waited to hear from Eric. They prepared points for the night and cuddled up on the couch occasionally kissing as they waited. Cody’s phone signaled that he had a text message. He looked at the message letting him know that Eric was going to pick up Ethan and would be there in about 20 minutes. Cody and Sean took their Viagra with the target one his way over with Eric. The two had everything ready for when Eric and Ethan arrived. They had set up the sling they borrowed from Paul in a spare room of the house. The doorbell rang and Sean opened the door to find Eric with a nerdy, young looking Ethan standing next to him. Ethan was barely 5’7” tall, barely weighing 115 pounds soaking wet with short brown hair, brown eyes. He was wearing tight khaki’s with a button down shirt and glasses. It was very apparent that Ethan was excited at the opportunity to get fucked by a jock like Cody as he 6 1/2” cock was straining the tight fabric he wore. They invited Ethan to sit on the couch and offered him a drink. While Sean and Eric went to get Ethan’s drink Cody sat very close to him on the couch. Cody paid a lot of attention to the nerdy Ethan while Seen brought him a G laced drink. Ethan had no clue what he was in for while he quickly downed his drink. Cody resumed kissing him as the G began to work. It didn’t take long before Ethan was putty in their hands. Cody quickly worked to get Ethan’s clothes off while he lost his own. When Cody’s cock was freed from his mesh shorts Ethan’s mouth began to water. The guys knew Ethan was a virgin looking to lose his cherry. This would play into their favor as Ethan quickly began to lick Cody’s 7 1/2” cock as the pre-cum leaked from the tip. Sean moved in to remove Ethan’s khaki’s so that he could begin to rim his virgin (and soon to be poz) hole. Ethan began to moan as he tried to stuff as much of Cody’s cock into his mouth. Eric joined the trio as he began to lick Ethan’s hard cock and tight balls. They knew to keep Ethan on edge to make him want cock inside him on their terms. They knew they had Ethan when Sean and Eric moved their attention from Ethan to each other. Ethan looked over to see the two on the floor in 69 while Cody moved in for Ethan’s ass. Ethan watched Sean move around to get on top his friend Eric while Cody did the same to him. The G was in full force as Ethan watched Sean slip his raw cock inside Eric’s hole. He heard Eric moan and beg Sean to fuck him while he felt Cody positioning his cock at his own virgin hole. Ethan attempted to get Cody to stop when he heard Cody “Sh, I want to make you feel good, real good. I want to you to feel my jock cock inside your nerdy hole.” Ethan’s hormones took control as Cody pinned the nerd down as he lay on top of him. He kissed Ethan as his raw cock slid inside his tight hole. While Cody had Ethan pinned down Sean and Eric pulled out the supplies and approached the two fucking on the couch. Ethan was unable to move as a tourniquet was applied to his arm. Ethan was helpless as Sean wiped a prominent vein with an alcohol prep. Cody looked into Ethan’s eyes and warned him “I suggest that you not move or you’re going to get hurt” while Sean stuck the special point (a mixture of Sean’s blood and Tina) into his arm, registered the flash of blood and emptied it into his vein. Eric administered a point to Cody while Ethan was getting his own. Ethan looked up at Cody as both tourniquets were removed and there was a visible change as they both coughed out. Cody began to pound away at Ethan’s hole while the cunt below him became a willing cum dump. Ethan looked over to see his friend Eric, along with Sean, administering their own slams. Ethan’s drug filled mind was enjoying the fuck he was getting from the jock inside him while Eric and Sean came over to feed him their cocks. Cody kissed Sean and Eric while he let Ethan’s hands free. Ethan was so turned on he attempted to jerk him own cock only to find that his cock had shriveled to about an inch soft. While he tried to ponder why his hard cock was now soft he began to feel the hard cock inside his own ass begin to throb as Cody was now filling his hole with a good load of poz jism. Cody kissed the drugged up Ethan before he pulled out only to be replaced by Sean. Ethan enjoyed the fuck he received from the new cock inside him while Cody gave him his own cock to clean off. Ethan sucked Cody’s cock clean while Sean pounded away at his hole. After Cody’s cock was clean he knew with the Viagra he had taken he would soon be hard and ready to fuck again. Sean was ready to blow his load as he began to pound in Ethan harder and punctuated each thrust with a loud grunt. With one final hard thrust Sean unloaded inside Ethan. He kissed the seeded young man and was replaced by Eric who was so turned on at the thought of pozzing his friend he shot his load within minutes. After Eric Pulled out of Ethan’s well seeded hole the three lifted Ethan from the couch and carried him back to the spare room where the sling was waiting.

I was born in '65, between the end of the beatnick era and the beginning of the hippie era. I had my first orgasm, and then my first piece of ass, while still in high school. As I reached eighteen the scourge of AIDS had began big time. My father was a doctor who had been among the first to see the first casualties in our city. Dad perused the latest news about the disease, and after learning about it he lectured me about safe sex, including getting a steady girlfriend and using latex condoms. I myself was scared shitless when I read the first news about AIDS in the papers and weekly news magazines. At eighteen I started biting my nails, not because I was nervous, but because I knew I would be masturbating a lot and didn't need the pesky dead white on the ends getting in the way of a good wank. I also progressed beyond heterosexual sex by discovering gay sex. I already knew I was cut out to be the Top in relationships. The old hackneyed stereotype of gay men being limp-wrist-long-nails sissies who want to be women was a crock of bullshit. Getting my cock sucked by a man and fucking ass made sex with women as boring as what time it is. The thought of being penetrated, whether orally or anally, turned me off, especially after trying the bottom role just once each hole. By the time I was nineteen my father had found out that getting fucked in the ass was the primary route to catching the HIV, but my family hadn't yet found out I was gay. I masturbated alot and even joined circle jerks, being careful to choose mutual masturbation partners who kept their nails under control as in bitten or clipped to the nubs like mine, especially after a friend had his dick cut by an errant fingernail of a mutual jack off partner in a previous session and then caught the bug by fucking a cunt after a poz man had cum in it and pulled out. I never went for the fad styles of other guys under thirty, instead opting for a classic clean-cut appearance because it was also part of my employer's grooming standards. So, we well-groomed men worked the sales floor, the longhairs and grungy guys and gals worked in the backroom unseen by customers. I would have liked a crew cut, but back then only old geezers and what some refer to as "challenged" had them. Unfortunately in my early twenties I contracted the virus from a cut and found out from a routine test at my yearly physical. I went on meds and was told that even on meds I could infect someone. After getting that devastating news I had primarily masturbated, as well as received blow jobs and fucked an ass maybe once a a month or so, almost always while wearing a condom. One thing I had wanted to do was join the annual Beach Frolic outdoor orgy at the nude beach where the fuzz and the security guards, instead of harassing the adults having sex in the huge fenced-off festival area, did their jobs keeping minors, rowdies and other undesirables away from the area. I was twenty-five when I finally had the chance to go there, the previous years' plans having been ruined by one thing or another. Now that I knew I was positive, I decided to fuck more asses because I liked how good an ass felt around my dick, and I also enjoyed pumping my seed into asses at least as much as I enjoyed using someone's mouth for a cunt, cumming in a mouth, and then watching the cocksuckers swallow my load. I prepared for the fuck fest by not getting off for almost a week and buying a tube of lube that I could carry under a rubber strap on my upper arm. I wanted to get at least half a dozen loads off at the orgy, preferably in as many neg guys. I took a small lunch and bottle of water, dressed in a wife-beater, old cutoff jeans and flip flops, and carried my spare wallet which held a few bucks and my ID. I headed to the bus stop and caught the first bus downtown where I transferred to a second bus which took me and a few others to the beach. Once we got off the bus we started talking as we made our way past the crowded parking area to the gate. One guy there was a bisexual with his girlfriend. He seemed to express interest in me despite walking hand in hand with her. They both had long hair and looked like the hippies of two decades before. Another guy was a fat balding older gent who some would say was past his prime, but I could tell he was going to get his rocks off in someone. The entrance gate listed the admission price, as well as posted the rules. The admission and locker rentals were reasonable and the rules prohibited minors and animals, scat, prostitution/hustling, fighting, rape, glass containers, drunkenness, illegal drugs and pot and a few other acts and items. It also advised condoms and contraception, regulated fisting and the size of dildos. Nothing mentioned AIDS. I paid the admission price and my hand was stamped. A dollar locker rental trailer was one of the concessions lining one fence. I decided, that since it was a nude affair, and that my clothes and lunch would be safer in a locker, I gave the attendant my dollar and the key deposit, took the key which had a thick elastic cord like the ones at bathhouses and joined others on a couple of long benches in front of the lockers. I stripped, put everything in my locker and slathered on the sunscreen with the help of another guy whom I helped with his. That done I put my sunscreen in the locker, strapped the key to my upper right arm and my tube of lube to my upper left arm with the two-inch band cut from motorcycle inner tube that happened to fit just right. The usual smells of suntan oil, sea air, etc. filled the air, but the scent of poppers was also evident. I stopped at a drinking fountain to tank up so I'd have enough to both keep hydrated and enough to give someone a golden shower or a drink of warm beer on tap. I walked through the place giving it the once-over. Most of the heterosexual action took place near the entrance, the bi-action further on where the row of porta-johns was located, and most of the gay action was at the other end where, of course, I ended up. Some revelers were simply laying on the ground, or sitting on towels shooting the bull, others were engaged in various sex acts. I noticed the fat old man I had seen at the gate was foot-69ing with a college guy, each sucking each other's toes as their dicks gradually hardened. About then I found my first conquest, who was a tall guy, about my age, with long hair and a beard. He was standing near the loosely-defined boundry between the gay and bi areas. He wore a wedding ring, but that didn't stop him from cruising me. "Hi" I said, as he gave me the once-over. "Hi. You a Top?" he asked me. "Positive." I replied, wondering if he knew what I meant. He knelt right there, sucked my cock into his mouth, giving me good head. He seemed to love sucking my cock and I stood tall and proud, looking at the top of his head and his long undulating hair as he pumped back and forth on my prick. My balls felt good on his beard. After about ten minutes he got tired, and accepted my suggestion that I take over and fuck his ass. He agreed and even had his own lube. He lay on his stomach while I smeared lube on my hard penis. I then mounted him, put my dick to his hole and let my weight drive it home. He flinched just a little. Later he mentioned that mine was the first cock he had had in his ass for a couple of weeks, and that I had made his ass feel real good. I would have liked to cum in his mouth and have him swallow my load, but I figured I'd have someone else's mouth for that. As it was, I expected him to suck my dick clean after I finished cumming in him. As I fucked him, another male-male couple lay near by. Unlike me, the Top in that relationship rolled a condom on his cock before they began fucking. However the guy I was fucking seemed oblivious to safe sex, which worked for me. I had already pozzed a couple of neg asses and discovered how more intense was the orgasm when I fucked a guy raw, and how much better my dick felt when I pumped my charged load up a neg ass. I sure enjoyed fucking poz and neg holes more so than before I caught the bug. Even though I lacked a beard I considered myself better looking and more masculine than the asshole I was fucking and simply enjoyed myself as I fucked him to a good feeling climax and then pumped my first load of the day into him, my penis pulsing with excitement as I filled his most likely neg. hole with my potent spunk. I thrust numerous times after my I ejaculating to make sure my sperms' loads would enter his system before resting and pulling out and helping him to his knees so he would suck my dick clean. Even though he failed to kiss my cock and balls he did suck it clean and then went to fuck his wife. The other couple were still in the middle of their fuck when I left to find a watersports bottom to empty my bladder on or in. The watersports area was right at the shore where the waves came up to dissipate at the bottoms laying or sitting in the wet sand at the feet of the Tops standing over them. I walked past the straight action and a pair of lesbians to the gay area where a bottom was laying on his back while several men stood around him urinating on him. Nearby another bottom was on his knees with a man's dick in his mouth, his adams apple bobbing as he gulped the stud's piss from his dick. The pee-drinker then sucked off of the man's cock and kissed it. Both then left. I stood waiting for someone to come drink my piss but since nobody came I joined the other men giving the bottom a golden shower, aiming my piss at his crotch adding to the piss in his pubes. I headed to the rimming area where a row of rim chairs were set up. Two men and a woman were getting rimmed, and a couple of rimmers were under vacant chairs. I sat on the chair with a man under it. He seemed to like my ass so he kissed and rimmed it for a while. A man sat on the chair with the woman under it and we shot the shit and a woman came and asked who wanted a blowjob. The man who had just sat down said he did and the woman began blowing him. About fifteen minutes later a guy came and asked to blow me and I accepted his offer. He gave good head and I could have cum in his mouth while the ass-kisser under me did his duty, but I wanted to pump my poz sperms into someone's ass - unless I could find a cocksucker with some sort of open sores in his mouth that would facilitate my virus entry into his systems. "You take it up your ass?" I asked the cocksucker. He answered saying he didn't, that it was too painful and besides he didn't want to catch AIDS. Sad to say he was just the kind of dude I would have loved to pound into the sand. I thanked and then dismissed the cunt mouth and stood-up, thanked the ass-kisser for making my hole feel good, and headed-off for another piece of ass. I stopped to watch a couple of men who looked to be about 60 years old fucking a twenty-something twink who was laying in the sand, on his stomach. The men had shaved their heads a the week before and all of them showed male-pattern baldness. One wore the type of glasses men wore in the 1960's, the other one wore dark glasses similar to the other man's and sported a little beard. The first man nutted in the twink's ass and pulled out. They kissed and the second man mounted up and had his turn while his partner stood by. I watched the man have his piece of ass and the one standing up remarked how good my hardening dick looked. I thanked him and commended him and his partner on their studmanship. It took about ten minutes for the second man to nut in the twink with a series of hip-thrusts that showed how great shape the stud was in. A minute later he pulled out and stood up. The two men stood with their arms around each others shoulders while the twink got to his knees and sucked their dicks clean and kissed their cockheads and scrotums. By that time my dick was throbbing. "I think I'll have a piece of him." I said. "You might want to think twice. We're positive and you might catch it through your dick" said one of the men softly, so the twink wouldn't hear. "Thanks. Then again I am too. Was he negative when you fucked him?" I replied. "Don't know, but he's gonna be poz now" one of the men said with a sadistic grin, fondling his dick with his free hand. We hugged and french kissed. By then my dick was oozing precum. I pondered adding my cum to theirs but the twink swished off. I had come to the beach not just to get my rocks off but specifically to get my HIV off into neg holes. Then again I knew that most bottoms and versatile guys would already have been pozzed by the time I got to them, so I decided that fucking the twink after these two men would get me a good orgasm. "Hey you!" I said before the twink got too far away. He turned and returned when I beckoned him back. "Yes?" he asked. "Suck this and back on yer stomach" I replied. The twink obeyed and I slid my hard penis in his mouth, let him suck it, thrust a couple of times and then pulled back. He lay on his stomach, I mounted him and felt his great hole as my hard turned-on dick slid in the cum of my mature new friends. I hilted myself up his ass and then fucked him. I could hear some slurping as I fucked away. The two men watched me fuck their conquest and then praised me when I shot my cum up his bum, adding it to theirs. It was a great feeling orgasm - as if I had pozzed an asshole I knew was negative. I thrust a number of times after pumping my initial volley into him and rested a moment before withdrawing. "Great fuck, young man" the men said in unison as I stood up. "Thanks. Likewise" I replied as the twink got up, sucked my dick clean, kissing it and my balls, just as he had the older men, and then swished away. "He's also good at licking our feet" one of the men said. "I'll need to have him lick mine" I replied, smiling at the thought. They agreed and we split off, but not before asking to exchange phone numbers. The thought of being on a team with them and other men gang banging a negative hole was a good turn on for me. Since I now had over half an hour to kill, I got myself my first beer of the day, figuring I could give someone a drink of beer piss after my next load. The two old men headed to the rimming area and surprisingly I found a guy in his forties, and not too bad looking, who was into orally servicing mens' feet. He led me to a beach chair and told me to get comfortable. I settled myself and he brushed the sand off my feet and set them in his lap. Even though my feet weren't sweaty after a day's work, they still felt great as the guy brushed all the sand from between my toes, sucked and licked between them and licked my feet from toenails to ankles. It as a great way to sip a beer while reloading. While getting my feet taken care of a team of men were setting a woman on her back in the bisexual area and another team of men closer to us were setting an effeminate fella on his stomach. The two groups were about twenty feet from each other. The first man of each team had made their respective targets suck their cocks hard and the man who was going to fuck the poof was greasing up his meat. The first man in each team then mounted his respective target, entered and fucked. The woman looked a little past her prime of youth, a bit haggard and likely on dope. The fem guy under the other man looked more enthusiastic, almost as much as the twink who the two old studs and I had fucked. I enjoyed the scene while my feet enjoyed their servicing. About half an hour after nutting in the twink, my dick started hardening as the foot-licker was finishing up on my relieved feet. Three men had nutted in the poof and two in the woman. My attention was mainly on the men fucking the fairy and I was glad their group was closer than the hetero fuck. Other men lined-up after the first studs finished, so it looked like each hole was in for a long train. After having had his turn, one versatile guy felched cum out of the fairy, and I noticed some scuzzy dude did likewise with the woman. The foot-sucker was finished and asked me if I wanted my cock sucked. I asked him if he wanted to get fucked and he declined, so I let him suck my cock, but not to orgasm. His mouth felt as good on my cock as it had felt on my feet. I was tempted to let him suck me to completion but then I asked him if he had any toenail cuts in his mouth. He said he had only a couple after doing several pairs of feet that morning so I decided I needed to give him my load after all, thinking my HIV would enter him via those toenail cuts in the roof of his mouth. My dick felt good as I lay there getting sucked off. I would be halfway done when he swallowed my cum. I relaxed and admired the team of men fucking the fella up his ass. A couple of men demanded a blow job, so after he sucked clean the dick of one man he remained on his knees to suck off the next man. Two more men also wanted blow jobs so the fella sucked them off too. The third man he sucked was a tough cummer so the punk was tired from finally getting his load. I wondered if the man knew he could likely get off quicker by holding the cocksucker's head and fucking his mouth the way we men fuck any other cunts. Luckily for me I was able to bust my third nut in my guy's mouth is a mere fifteen minutes which was quick for a third load from a cut cock especially from a blowjob. I fed him a decent load of cum and held his head and thrust my dick in his mouth to smear my cum into the toenail cuts in the roof of his mouth to give my HIV a better chance of entering his bloodstream and infecting him. He then swallowed and sucked off of my cock and kissed it the way he had kissed my feet and toes. "You're excellent, guy. If in the future you want more of my feet or meat, we can make a date" I told him. "I would love that. You're a sexy stud" he replied as I got up. By then I needed to take a piss but he didn't like drinking piss so I thanked him and looked for a pee-drinker. I ended up back at the watersports area. Nobody was there so I hung around until someone came. Just my luck it was another Top so we shot the shit. He was actually waiting for a woman to piss on or in but just as our bladders were straining a middle age man came along. He wanted it from the tap so I was able to take a nice piss while the other guy capitulated and urinated on the man's head soaking his hair, neck and back. We men shook hands as we finished and the urinal sucked off of my dick and kissed it before settling on the sand. I went into the water til it was chest-high to wash off the piss the other man had splashed onto me when dousing the bottom's head. I went and rested on a grassy area with some other guys who were reloading. A couple of guys, including a man in his sixties (who bragged he had gotten off twice in as many hours and was resting up to pop his third load), struck-up a conversation with me. The other man, a personnel manager, discussed the differences in sex with and without condoms, agreeing with the older man and me that they made more work, especially for us cut men. After our conversations I got up, bid my new friends a good fuck and ambled off, making my way to a spot where a couple of guys seemed to be ready to get it on. One guy looked like a "dumb twink" and the other guy resembled a glasses-wearing nerd a few years older than the twink. As I got closer I could see that the "nerd" looked less than healthy, the sign of an AIDS sufferer who wasnt on meds. He and the twink were negotiating a buttfuck. As I watched, the nerd sucked the twink's dick hard and then lay on his stomach. The twink then mounted him, entered him and fucked him, handsome youth conquering someone inferior to him in looks and health. Since I was reloaded I stood at a discrete distance and watched the twink take the man's part in the fuck. About five to ten minutes later the twink hilted himself and grinned as he pumped off what I figured would be his last negative load in the geek. I had hoped the nerd would fuck the twink but they seemed about to part after the twink pulled out. The asshole didnt suck the twink's dick clean. I decided that if the geek wasnt man enough or wasnt able to fuck the twink I would try for my piece of twink ass. I walked up to them and joined a couple of others who were congratulating the twink on his conquest. I also glanced at the sand where the geek had lay to see if he had cummed from getting fucked. I didnt see any signs of cum. "Do you also get fucked?" I asked the twink. "You can fuck me if you like" he replied. That was all I needed so I had him suck my dick hard and leave it wet with his spit. He said he hadn't been fucked in over a week so I lubed up my dick while he lay where the geek had lain. I then mounted him, put my dick to his most likely neg hole and entered him. I looked up to see the geek admiring me while rubbing his dick. I fucked the twink, slamming it in him and varying my angle to make sure I put enough fissures in his rectum to make it easy for my virus to enter his system. I fucked that fella good, enjoying being admired by three or four men while I built up to my climax and then ejaculated in the asshole, my penis pulsing with pleasure as I injected my virus into him. After my initial spurts I resumed thrusting for about another minute before laying on his back. I saw the nerd now rock hard. I wanted him to fuck the twink and add his AIDS to my virus in him. I nodded to him and he leaned over. He got the message that when I pulled out he would mount up and have his piece of ass. I withdrew as he got on all fours beside me. As I dismounted he moved into position, mounted the asshole and then entered him. His dick slid in and he grinned at me like he was thanking me. He then fucked the asshole. Knowing the geek was full of virus and was going to pump it into the twink, my dick started hardening again even though it would be over an hour before I was ready to shoot another load. Halfway through the fuck he geek had to rest a moment, but he resumed and looked happy that he knew he was going to cum. A man who was watching left, but another guy, a somewhat nerdy man, joined us, his dick hardening. The geek fucked faster, sweating and breathing hard and then finally got his rocks off in the twink's ass. The man grinned from ear to ear while he pumped his disease-carrying sperms up the asshole. He thrust until spent although not as energetically as I did. It was mainly because he wasn't in the flip-top shape I was in from working out in a gym, eating well, religiously taking my meds and my physical job in a warehouse. After resting, the geek pulled-out and I helped him up. Someone rudely remarked about AIDS and the travesty of the homely sickly geek infecting the beautiful twink. I dismissed the punk who made that remark with a dirty look. I then held up the geek's hand like a referee holding up a winner's hand in the boxing ring. He clenched a fist and a couple of poz guys cheered. The geek then hugged me and thanked me for facilitating his conquest of the twink, saying that he couldn't get hard enough to enter unless the hole was stretched and lubed well for his dick. I was glad that the geek got as much praise for fucking the twink as I got and that the twink had got for fucking the wimpy sickly looking geek. I knew the geek didn't have many friends, although he was a nice guy, so I asked him to see me later on. I then said the same thing to the twink who had just graduated college at twenty-one and said he had been negative before we fucked him. He then asked me if I knew for sure the nerd who fucked him was poz. I said it looked like he was. "I guess that's what I get for letting someone like that fuck me" he replied. I didn't really tell him I was poz, nor did I tell him my jizz had an equal chance with the geek's of infecting him. He then headed to a refreshment stand while I met up with a bear of a man I knew. We had a beer with our lunch and shot the shit for an hour. He said he was afraid of catching AIDS but that he felt he was lucky so far in that he still weighed well over 250 and he was mostly a Top. I reminded him of the old saying 'You can't judge a book by its cover', adding that the 'sickly look' doesn't happen for several years after the initial infection. I asked him if he had had a really nasty flu, to which he replied not as an adult, and that he had came of legal age a few years before the pandemic hit. I then had to tell him I was poz when he asked me to put my meat to him. He blanched but didn't look like he wished he was somewhere else. I declined his offer, not wanting to infect him. Since I had busted my fourth nut I knew I'd need much more than an hour to reload, and as both of us were sleepy after having had lunch, we took a nap under a tree on a clean sheet of ply wood someone had left after fucking some asshole on it. We awoke about an hour later thanks to some college kids chasing each other and kicking sand on our legs. "Looks like nap time's over partner" my buddy said. "Well, I gotta look for another hole to unload in, anyway" I responded. "Well, sorry you can't do it in me" he replied. "There are other guys. You need to fuck someone or get sucked off too, partner" I replied in encouragement. We hugged, kissed but just on the lips and separated, looking for our next conquests. After less than ten minutes a young less than masculine chubby hit on me. We got to talking and he said he loved dicks in his as, and also mentioned he was trying to lose weight. He also bragged he had sucked a dozen cocks over the past couple of days but wanted one up his fat ass, which hadn't been fucked in half a week. He sported long blond hair, blue eyes and clear nail polish as well as lacked facial hair and had shaved off his pubes front and back. I had the perfect weight-reduction solution for him right between my legs. We found a clear spot on the sand between a couple of twinks who were 69ing and a fairy who was blowing a man. The chubby guy sucked my dick to hardness and I just let him blow me for a while. I was a bit tired from the previous four fucks and he was a really good cocksucker, like most other fat guys I'd let suck my cock. I figured that after enjoying his mouth pleasing my penis I would then shove it up his ass and be able to thrust enough in there to open up enough fissures to pass my virus into his bloodstream, enjoying a great orgasm as I shot my poz jizz into his ass. I could easily tell that he was enjoying sucking me off as he held my thighs and hummed in delight while his head bobbed back and forth on my love-shaft. About fifteen minutes I told him I needed to fuck his ass. He opened his mouth, pulled back and kissed my cock head. He then lay on his stomach on the sand while I greased up my hard penis. I spread his fat ass cheeks, spat on his hole, settled between his spread thick thighs and leaned over. Placing one hand on his upper back I guided my dick to his hole with my other. He barely flinched as I drove myself in. He just lay on his back and began thrusting. Having him fellatio my cock at first helped me, but I knew I'd still spend enough time roughing-up his rectum before shooting off in it. His fat ass rippled when my pelvis slapped it a few times as I fucked him. His ass was tighter than most holes, which also helped. I fucked him good, sometimes varying my angle both side to side as well as up and down so my penis would tear his hole a little more. I then got my urge and let my hips take over as my pelvis slapped his fat ass with each quickening stroke. My dick was feeling good as I neared my climax, fueled by thoughts of how he's look after a few years carrying the virus I'd pump into him. A few more thrusts brought me to a great feeling orgasm as I kept thrusting to inject as much of my infected spunk up his fat ass as possible. I knew that I wouldn't be shooting as much as my four previous loads so I needed to make every spurt count to make sure I infected him. It was a good feeling penis-pleasing climax, the feel of my penis pulsing with pleasure from each spurt of HIV-positive cum I managed to pump into his big receptive ass. About a couple of minutes after my first spurt I was spent, my entire load having left my penis and now infecting the fat asshole I enjoyed fucking. I rested on his back which felt good under me like a good semi-soft mattress. I thrust from time to time while he said I was one of the better studs and that some pulled out right after cumming. Of course my reason for remaining in him was to facilitate forcing my sperms into his rectal walls to pass my HIV into him. Knowing I was changing his life by fucking him had been an extra turnon for me and my prick which was still buried up his ass. About fifteen minutes later I finally pulled out and dismounted. I stood up and he got up, knelt and sucked my dick clean and kissed it. "Next time I blow you I want to swallow it." he gushed as I tried to suppress a grin. "I'll be glad to feed it to you." I replied. As we parted I pondered staying to get off a sixth load. I had shot half a dozen loads a few years earlier, before catching the bug but it was just to enjoy getting my rocks off. Now I was a few years older and my intention was not just to get off but to have great feeling orgasms by pozzing neg holes and feeling the power in my loins to change the lives of the assholes I pumped my virus-laden cum into. That previous fuck-a-thon had resulted in a reload time of well over an hour and a half, almost two hours before I got that last load of the night off. I also pondered whether I'd still be shooting enough virus to infect someone. If I did it would be worth my while. I went to get a drink of water, then to my locker to get the last of my lunch. I had some junk food which I took out and then headed back to the gay area to watch the late afternoon action. I found a spot where I could lean back against a large boulder and watched a fat man laying on his back getting sucked off by a hippie-looking dude and an "old auntie" laying on his stomach getting fucked by someone in his twenties. The crowd had thinned out some and a couple of men were lamenting their sunburns. I was glad I had slathered on the sunscreen. I folded my arms and sort of dozed off, waking about an hour later to some yelling. I Stood up and saw a bunch of men holding someone down at the shore while several people of both sexes urinated on the person. A security guard went and broke it up and reminded the group that all sex acts, including watersports, needed to be consensual. I needed to take a piss so I waited for them to disperse and then walked to the shore, where I hung around and waited for a bottom to come by. Some scummy looking type came and asked me to put my cock in his mouth, but I declined, saying I would piss in his face and open mouth. He accepted and knelt before me with his mouth wide open. I started by aiming for his mouth, and then the rest of his face, and then soaked his hair, during which time he stayed put. It was one of my best pisses I took this side of someone drinking from my cock in his mouth. As I finished pissing a man I had talked to earlier joined me, putting one arm around me while aiming his dick with his other hand. The urinal remained in place as my buddy added his piss to mine. Once we were done the bottom kissed our cocks and we left. I had another half an hour to kill so I cruised more or less aimlessly, including looking towards the entrance for any late entries who might make their way over to the gay area. I knew that most bottoms and versatile guys already here had been fucked and likely pozzed. I contemplated calling it a day and maybe cruising a bar for a fresh neg hole when someone who looked like a bodybuilder came across to the gay area. He wore speedo-type trunks and sported coiffed bleached hair. As he came over he scanned the bi area looking for potential studs and kept moving, entering the gay area. Most guys were looking at his crotch wondering what kind of meat he had. I was looking more a this face and mouth since I'm a Top anyway. A couple of guys in the bi area had hit on him and then some in the gay area. "I'm looking for an inner rectal massage, not a rectum to massage" he said. I grabbed my cock and he looked at me, smiling. I nodded and we started talking. He lamented that most didn't realize that the buffed-out studs aren't all Tops. I told him I fucked all kinds of guys from drags to he-man bears. "Then you can fuck me. I'm nice and tight. You up to the challenge?" he asked. "You need to suck it hard, then I'll fuck you" I replied. We went to a vacant spot and he knelt and sucked my Joe Average cock to hardness and fellated me a bit, then he kissed it and leaving me all wet. He then stood-up, shucked his trunks, and asked me what position I wanted. I told him on his stomach. He lay and spread his muscular legs and I knelt, spat on his asshole and mounted him. He was tight, but relaxed his hole to ease my entry into his snug ass. I shoved it right in as he stifled a wince. Once hilted I began fucking him, all the while thinking about how my dick would spread his hole inside to make it easy to pump my virus into him. I fucked him at a leisurely pace at first, before I speed up, keeping a careful balance so my dick hard long enough to get off, while fucking him long enough to ensure his anal walls were abraded for my sperm to carry their poisonous load. I enjoyed having myself a good piece of his ass, fucking his tight, seldom-fucked hole. He may have been stronger than me, and able to win a fight with me, but here he was, letting me fuck him. I wondered if he even gave any thought to whether he would get infected by my sperm. I figured he was like the others who let their sex organs substitute for their brains. I fucked him for about ten minutes before speeding up. I thrust faster, taking full strokes, as he worked his ass muscles on my dick, as if to milk it while I fucked him. Another five minutes brought me closer to cumming and I powered my way to my final orgasm of the day, my pelvis slapping his firm solid ass, thinking to myself that the sound of our coupling was different from when I fucked the fat fella. I piston-thrust in him and my urge came upon me. I pounding him into the sand as I finally came, pumping my last load of the day up his ass. It was a good orgasm. I felt my dick shoot my semen into him in still powerful spurts. From the strength of my orgasm, I knew I had a good chance of turning him from the powerful strongman he was into a sickly diseased guy, just as would be the twink I had bred that morning, and just as the fat fella would wither away to less than half his weight. I thrust until I knew the last of my load had left my penis and made its way into his system as my thrusting penis forced my jizz and virus into his rectum and into his bloodstream. As with the other assholes I fucked, I rested on his back and thrust for a few more minutes before pulling out and dismounting. "That was a good fucking stud, you hit the spot" he said, almost gushingly but not as fey as the twinks I'd fucked. "You have a nice tight hole. You know how to make a man's dick feel good, buddy" I replied. My first two or three orgasms both here at the beach and the ones at the baths several years before I caught the bug felt good but as I fucked more ass I realized that my fifth and sixth orgasms felt amazingly better than my fifth and sixth ones at the baths, very likely because the chub, twink and the bodybuilder were likely negative. I felt that I had accomplished my goal. Of course I had no idea of how many of the holes I'd fucked had been pozzed before I fucked them, or if one of the neg guys I fucked would fail to catch my bug. I hit the outdoor showers and then headed to the lockers, dressed, where I exchanged numbers with some of the guys I had fucked, a couple with whom I had shared a bottom, and a a guy who was impressed with my looks. Once finished dressing, I turned in my locker key, retrieved my key deposit and headed to the bus stop. A few were at the stop and one guy struck up a conversation with me, and ended-up giving me his number. We shot the shit until we got off downtown and we each went to our stops to catch our buses home. The sun was still up when I prepared a good size supper. I thought of how good my dick felt when I fucked those assholes and let the cocksucker with the toenail cuts in the roof of his mouth suck my dick and how my virus entered them. I was semi-amazed that only one or two brought up the subject of HIV and AIDS, and that most guys were prepared to expose themselves to to the dangers of HIV - that they didn't even asking me of my status, nor had they asked me to put on a condom. I also figured that at least a couple of the guys I fucked were bug-chasing and wanted to take the chance of getting pozzed. They may have fantasized that a manly, masculine, strong gift-giver would enjoy fucking them, and the bottoms may have enjoyed feeling the power of my penis as I thrust in them and got my rocks off, injecting my dangerous viral sperms into them. Some may have even thought how great my dick probably felt when I ejaculated in them, the power of my loins driving it in them as they willingly let me enjoy pumping my life-changing load into them. As I began eating I realized that my dick was rock hard and oozing precum from thinking about the nice sexual pleasure I experienced when I fucked-up at least a portion of a guy's life when I fucking him. I was spent so after dinner I stripped and went to bed, and dreaming of the fun at the orgy, but the dream was mostly of waiting with men of all descriptions in an endless line to fuck a twenty-something pretty-boy's ass and mouth. Of course the dream ended long before I got to the head of the line but I was surprised to have morning wood.

As a versatile guy I love both! Best way for me as a top and as a bottom is to only lube the anal opening with precum and force the cock into a dry hole. The friction is very painful and will make one scream!