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Part Six Josh was way into his game when Sammy moved between him and the TV. “Hey move,” he said, looking around Sammy. “Turn off the game,” Sammy said. “Come on man, move...” Josh looked up at looked at Sammy... And was lost completely. Sammy was standing there, khaki shorts on, rubbing himself through the material. You could see the bugle of his cock bend downwards, making it look like he had a fucking python stuffed in there. Which, in a way, he did. The effect on Josh was laughable. He licked his lips automatically, I'm sure he didn't even notice. His mouth hung open as Sammy just stood there, rubbing himself to full hardness. “Get off the game,” Sammy ordered again. Josh dropped the controller to the floor, eyes still locked to that huge bulge. Sammy dropped his hand, “Get to it.” Now let me set the scene for you. Josh was 20 years old, 6'2”, 3 percent body fat, on a full ride because of his athletic ability. He had 60 pounds of muscle and a couple of inches of height on Sammy. Sammy was barely 18, fresh face, kicking body but that of a high school jock, not a college athlete. The difference between the two was a joke, so it was incredible to watch Josh slowly slide out of the chair and get to his knees as he began to unbutton Sammy's shorts. It was hot as fuck watching Josh lowering Sammy's fly, letting them slip to the floor. Sammy had a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs on and the front tented out obscenely, his bull cock barely contained by the thin cloth. I walked up behind Sammy, whispering in his ear, “Ok, so you see what he wants?” Sammy nodded. “But you need to make him work for it, worship it. You can't just let him suck your dick, make him earn it.” Sammy grabbed Josh's head and pushed it into his bulge. Josh went nuts, his mouth cupping the cock through the cloth, a sultry moan escaping his lips. “Now,” I whispered, “You have to put him in his place, make him prove how bad he wants it.” “You like that cock?” Sammy asked with a sneer that was turning me the fuck on. Josh nodded as he continued to lick around Sammy's bulge. “How bad you want it?” “So bad...” Josh exclaimed breathlessly. “That was weak,” I said. Sammy pulled Josh's face up to make him look at him. “I said how bad you want that fucking cock?” Josh was literally drooling, “Bad...” “Then you're going to do whatever I say right?” Josh nods were a blur. Sammy waited a second, “Then suck my cock.” Josh tugged Sammy's shorts off, the giant cock slapping up against the baseball stud's flat abs with a sound that filled the living room. Josh reached up and grabbed the base of Sammy's cock with a reverence I'd seen used on antiques and works of art. His tongue inched out and licked the bead of precum off the massive head and Sammy groaned in response. “Steady,” I said bracing him from behind, “This is more than just pleasure, you're trying to shape him, mold him. If you just sit there and take it then he's in control, you have to control everything.” I took Sammy's hands and placed them on either side of Josh's head and then moved it Josh's mouth down Sammy's cock. At once he started pushing Josh's mouth down his shaft, causing him to choke almost instantly. I took control back at once, “No...it's not about cruelty,” I said letting Josh up, he pulled back, choking and trying to get his breath back,. “We aren't here to hurt, we're here to control.” Sammy looked back at me confused, “How?” I looked back and Josh was sitting there, waiting to be fed again. “Grab his head.” Sammy took Josh's head. “And show him where you want him.” Sammy lowered Josh's head down on his cock and Josh took it happily. “Now you want to guide him,” I kept my hands over Sammy's and slowly pushed Josh down on the mighty cock. Josh gagged a bit and I held Sammy's hands steady, “Don't force, but be insistent.” Josh slowly began to deep throat Sammy's monster, and I heard Sammy groan in response. “Yeah see,” I whispered, “No chick ever did that did they? Look down.” Sammy opened his eyes and looked down at Josh, “You got a college guy choking on your cock. How many chicks have thrown themselves at this guy and he's on his knees serving a high school kid. You feel that? You feel that power?” Sammy nodded. “That's what this is about.” “Oh fuck...” Sammy exclaimed, “Enough...ok...” He pushed Josh's head off his dick and Josh came up gasping for breath, red face from exertion, eyes locked on that cock. “Don't wanna come yet,” Sammy said, seeing the needy look on Josh's face. “I still have to fuck you.” I could see Josh try to hide his excitement as he just nodded, “Sure.” “Disrespectful,” I whispered to Sammy. Sammy grabbed Josh's chin with his hand and held it there, “You want to get fucked?” “Yeah,” Josh answered. “Yeah what?” Sammy asked. Josh paused and then he looked down in shame, “Yes sir.” “Ask me,” Sammy demanded. “Fuck me sir.” “What?” Sammy asked. “Please fuck me sir!” Josh said with a shout. “Tell him to go upstairs and ready himself.” Sammy looked st Josh, “Go upstairs, wait for me.” Josh sprinted up the stairs, looking like a kid who was about to get presents on Christmas. “Ok,” I said turning Sammy to me, “Deep breath, calm down. You can't just go up there and fuck him. If you shoot too soon then the whole thing is a wash. So relax, get your control back. Ok?” Sammy nodded, though his cock was still sticking up like a yardstick. “This is about breaking him,” I explained “You need him not to just like it, you need him to surrender to it. That means pushing him hard, setting the pace and wearing him out. He can't be a partner to this, he has to be the receptacle. You guys aren't fucking, you are breeding him. Got it?” Sammy nodded. “You're gonna wanna get caught up in the sex. Resist that urge, hold off on cumming as long as you can. You really need him to just beg for it at the end. Literally beg you to get him off.” “I can do that, he said, his cock twitching at the thought. “Ok, I'm gonna be watching, so make it good.” Sammy smiled and we headed upstairs, to destroy Josh's little jock ass.

Part Five I put Sammy in my bed and went back downstairs to finish my breakfast. Josh was chillin, loading up a game of COD on the TV. “Told you he was hot,” I said sitting down. “Fuck yeah, can you believe the cock on that kid?” he let out an appreciative sigh and started his game. After about an hour I saw Sammy come downstairs, dressed with his sneakers in his hand, making a beeline for the front door. “Whoa there, where you going?” “Gotta go!” he said starting to run. “Sure thing, let me know how your brothers like the video.” He froze. I played the video Josh took of him riding my cock and his head fell. “Come over and sit down.” He dropped his shoes and sat down on the other couch. I played the video again, “So you understand the situation right?” “I just wanna go home,” he pleaded. “Come over here,” I said patting the seat next to me. He sighed and plopped down. “I don't want to send this,” I told him, “This is for you to sit here and listen. When I'm done, I'll delete it and you can go.” “You're lying.” I held up two fingers, “Scout's honor.” He relaxed a little, “So talk.” I put the phone down, “Ok look, you're freaked out about all this, I get that.” “I'm not gay,” he said quickly. I laughed, “Dude this isn't about gay or straight, no one said it was.” He made a face, “Then what is it about?” I put my arm around him, “It's about power.” He was listening. “It's about power and control. Some people want it, some people like to give it. I took control of you, and you liked it. That doesn't make you gay, it makes you...” I leaned in to kiss him, “It makes you mine.” Our lips touched and I could feel him respond. “Look, I like you kid, that's the truth. I would love nothing more than to just use you until you cry, and I will, but I saw you earlier, and I'm thinking there is more to you.” “More what?” he asked. “More,” I said nuzzling his neck. He sighed and let me and I almost started to go at this kid again, but I was making a point. “Look, let's set out the ground rules. You're mine, period. That isn't in question, got it?” He nodded, looking nervous as he was eager. “So just because you're under me, doesn't mean you're under everyone,” I nibbled on his ear lobe, “You just need to find your place.” He let a small moan out, “What place?” “Look, you're the youngest, no one listens to you, you're always last to matter right?” He nodded. “Your brothers pay you no mind and you just have to go along with whatever right?” Another nod. “Don't you want to change that?” “Sure, but how?” I smiled, “Power and control.” He gave me a small smile. “Look, you have the cock of a god, a perfect body, you have all the marking of an alpha, you just need to learn how to be one.” “How do I do that?” he asked, a little hunger in his voice. “Learn to control people.” “Like my brothers?” “Not yet, that's gonna be a larger job, but I told you. Some people like to be in control...” I looked over at Josh, “Some people like to give it.” “Him?” he asked. So far we had been talking to low for Josh to hear and he was so caught up in his game he didn't care. “He wants your cock bad, like super bad. Walk over there, make him suck it and then fuck the shit out of him.” “Now?” Sammy asked, fear creeping into his voice. “I'll be here guiding you, this is your first step into becoming something more. Take it.” He watched Josh play for a while, who knows what going through that pretty head of his. “So I just walk over and tell him to suck me off?” I chuckled, “First thing you need to do is walk over and assert dominance.” “How?” I grabbed his crotch, “This, this is going to be all the dominance you need until you learn how to do it yourself. Trust me, most guys will buckle just seeing this monster.” “All the girls that have seen it say it's too big.” “There's no such thing as too big for guys. We just see it as a challenge, and most guys see a bigger dick as a sign of hierarchy. Bigger the cock, bigger the status.” You could see from his face he was getting into this. “Walk over there, tell him what you want and show him why he needs to listen to your commands.” He nodded, “And you'll be here the whole time?” I nodded, “I wanna see my puppy feed his bitch a bone.” He took a deep breath and then got up, walking over towards Josh. Here we go!

I just got hit up on Grindr by the black twink who has been breeding me off and on for year or so. He was in the area and wanted to stop by. He's a decent fuck anytime, but with being sore from my first top this afternoon, it was super hot. He pounded a load number two for today into me pretty quick and took off. Not a bad day for a fat old man!

I had to take my truck to the dealership in the nearest big city for service. After that was done, I hit up the hot, young black guy who gave me three loads in two hours weekend before last because I know he sometimes works from home. He was tied up for a while, so I killed some time reading on my Kindle app in a nice little (unfortunately totally uncruisey) park. He hit me up when he was free, and I headed over. When I got there he was on the phone for work, it took him 15 minutes to get off the line. He apologized and turned off his work phone. We chit chatted a bit but soon turned to making out. We undressed each other while kissing, and he grabbed the lube and opened me up. I asked him to hold on, so I could grab my poppers. He bent me over the couch and slid inside. His cock is just a little above average (7" cut and thick), but he is tall and powerful. He fucks hard and has great stamina. The couch kept moving away. I tried to fight that, but he said, "It will stop when it hits the wall" which it did. He pushed my head down and pulled my ass up and proceeded to fuck me hard for half an hour or more. He was thrusting deep and alternating with pulling all the way out before slamming it back in. He spent a long time pulling it almost all the way out and then slamming back in just as my hole would start to close. It was intense and overwhelming and a little painful at times. Still, it was super hot the whole time. We were both hitting my poppers although I would have done more if he hadn't kept my head mashed down into the cushions so much. Sweat was dripping down onto my body. I was reaching the end of my endurance, but I could tell he was getting close. He was fucking long steady stokes now with his balls slapping mine. He stopped and shuddered and fired a huge load into me. He eased his cock out and collapsed onto the floor. I laid down with him. We made out a little. He thanked me for hanging in as he could tell I was hurting near the end. He said he was horny enough to go again but too tired. We also both had other stuff we had to get to this evening. He asked me to take a shower with him. We kissed and groped and cuddled under the water for a long time. We hung out and chatted for a while. We agreed we needed to do this again soon and at a time when we both could stay for a long session.

Part Four We settled in and smoked it up. I kept watching Sammy carefully, after a a couple of minutes I could see the goofy grin on his face. I put my joint down and moved over to the couch he was on, “You ok?” He looked at me with unfocused eyes and nodded. I took the joint from his hand and put it down, “It's hot in here isn't it?” “Yeah kinda...” he slurred. “Let's get this shirt off them.” He sat there as I took his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. God there was that chest again. This boy had no idea how hot he was. I reached down and tweaked one of his nipples and he instantly responded. “Yeah you like that don't you Sammy?” He nodded and I leaned in to nibble at the other one. “Oh fuck...” he moaned as I alternated between the two of them, driving the kid nuts. When I stopped his face was flushed and he stared at me with naked lust. I leaned in and kissed him hard and was instantly met with his tongue. He was into this, big time. I moved to his neck and he just threw his head back, giving me full access. He was grinding under me as I assaulted him with my mouth in every possible. After he was worked up I moved back “Take off your shorts.” It was important that he did this himself. He was here voluntary but I needed him to fully commit to this. I need him to do this of his own free will, so next time we didn't need the pretense of the joint. His hands fumbled at his waist for a few seconds and then he pulled them down, boxers and all in one go. His cock was already hard, jutting out looking like a fucking baseball bat. “Jesus fuck,” Josh exclaimed, “That's massive.” “Yeah, all the Parkers have a big dick, don't they Sammy?” He nodded with a smile, “We are blessed...” “How big are your brothers?” Josh asked with a hunger. “John is way bigger...” he said with a dreamy tone in his voice, “Eli isn't as big as me,” and he covered his mouth as he laughed. “Move,” Josh said dropping to his knees as he began to worship Sammy's monster cock. “Oh fuck yeah...” Sammy exclaimed, grabbing the sides of Josh's head, guiding him down. I heard Josh gag a little and the grin on Sammy's face told me he was used to that. I shucked my sweats off and climbed on tot he couch. My dick was now eye level with Sammy and he looked over at it blankly. “Open up.” He didn't move and I grabbed his head and moved it towards his face, “Suck my fucking cock.” My cockhead pressed against his lips and for a few seconds nothing happened. And then I felt his tongue swirl around the head and finally I entered his mouth. It wasn't anything great, it was obvious the boy had never had a dick in his mouth before. “Cover your teeth,” I demanded, smacking the top of his head, “Use your tongue more.” With every order he responded until our little high school jock was sucking dick like a pro. I guided his head like he had done to Josh and I could tell he was getting into it by the way his tongue kept doing laps around my shaft. Josh on the other hand was in hog heaven with the kid's fuckpole. He held the bottom with one hand and licked the top half like an ice cream cone. “Josh, start rimming him,” I said. Josh looked up at me and his pupils were huge, he was way into this kid's cock for sure. “Start prepping him.” John nodded and raised Sammy's leg up a little to get access to his ass. As soon as Josh penetrated him I could tell from the was Sammy moaned around my cock. I stood over Sammy's chest, my cock still in his mouth. His head was all the way back as he choked on my cock as he was getting rimmed. There was something primal about two college guys just using this high school jock for our own pleasure. On the surface Sammy looked like the perfect all American boy, but here he was with a cock in his mouth and a tongue up his ass. It was more than just debasing the kid, it was like I was fucking the entire neighborhood at once. “Relax your throat,” I told him as I stopped pistoning and slowly pressed my cock down his throat. He began to gag and I said, “Breathe through your nose, just relax your throat like you're going to swallow.” He stopped struggling and I could feel my head touch the back of his throat. Slowly I shoved my cock down, feeling this baseball boy deep throat his first cock. I pulled it back and could see the tears in his eyes from effort and I smiled, “Good boy, so good.” I cupped his face and leaned down to kiss him, which he responded to instantly. We made out for a good while as Josh kept loosening his ass up for the main attraction. I pulled back and looked at him, “You ready to get fucked?” His looked half eager and half terrified but he nodded slowly. I climbed down off the couch and tapped Josh on the head, “We're ready.” He came up for air, huge smile on his face, “This kid is fucking hot!” “Tell me about it,” I pulled Sammy to his feet and then took his place on the couch. “Come on champ, you know what you want.” Sammy moved to sit on me, expecting me to do the work. “Grab my cock, line it up.” I ordered, again making this his decision, not mine. I felt his hand grab my dick and then move it into place. I felt that tight, little hole and looked him dead in the eyes. “You know what you want.” Slowly he began to lower himself onto my cock, his eyes closing and a small whimper escaping his mouth. Inch by inch my cock sank into him, all of it done by him as I didn't move a muscle. Finally I felt his ass settle on my lap which meant he took my whole cock willingly. “Good boy,” I said kindly, stroking his hair, “You ok?” He nodded, and I kissed him again. Like any puppy it was important to give positive reinforcement for good behavior. He kissed me back and I could feel his ass squirm against me. “You ready?” He nodded. “Go for it.” He pulled himself up and I felt my dick move in that impossibly tight ass. As he slid back down he let out a hearty moan and threw his head back in delight. Again he lifted himself and then slammed down harder. By the fifth he was really going for it. On the sixth I pushed my hips up when he came down. The effect was instant as he let out a loud, “Fuck!!” and his cock let out a hefty spurt of precum. I grabbed his waist and started moving this kid around like a fucking sock puppet on my dick. He was wild, head thrashing from side to side as he called out, begging me to fuck him harder. This kid may have been straight last week but since then he had discovered he had a hungry pussy that needed to be fed all of that didn't matter anymore. Josh had his phone out and was capturing the moment in all it's glory I smiled and gave a thumbs up to the camera and Josh panned around to show Sammy's face. “You like that Sammy? You like getting fucked?” “Oh yeah, oh yeah....harder....fuck me harder....: he panted. Josh gave a thumbs up saying he had caught it and I knew Sammy was ours for life now. “You like that cock?” I asked and Sammy nodded, sweat flying off his matted hair. “You like getting fucked don't you kiddo?” “Yeah....love it....harder...more....” I looked over his shoulder to Josh, “You heard the boy, he wants more.” It took Josh a moment to figure it out and once he did the gin on his face was pure evil. “Hand me his joint,” I asked. I took the joint as Josh lit it and put it in Sammy's mouth, “Big drag buddy, come on, hit it like a real man.” Sammy took a four second drag and then swallowed it, coughing a few times after. The effect was instantaneous, he let out a strained, “Whoa...” and he became wobbly on top of me. I handed the joint back to Josh and gestured for him to get behind Sammy. “Ok, you good? You like that?” He nodded blankly, his eyes focused on nothing. “Do it man,” I said to Josh. I felt Josh's cock press next to mine and then slowly push into our little baseball boy. “Wha...” Sammy exclaimed slurring his words, “Wha you guys....nooooooo!” Josh cock pushed into the already tight hole and Sammy didn't know how to process it. “Wai...wait....” he panted, “No not...oh fuck...not this....” Josh's cock next to mine felt incredible as he pushed all the way into Sammy. We both stayed still as the jock's ass fluttered around our cocks, trying desperately to adjust. “Come on Sammy...” I said cooing, “You wanted more.” I pulled him up and he let out a plaintive moan all the way, “No....tooo much....: I let him go and he slowly slid down our cocks, “Fffuuucccckkk.....” he hissed as he bottomed out again. I raised him a few inches and let him go again and the noises began to change. “Yeah, see....you know what you need,” I said pulling him up again, “You need your pussy filled.” This time I slammed down and his eyes flew open as he tried to steady himself on my shoulder, “FUCK!” he screamed, “Oh fuck, oh fuck...” he exclaimed as I began to bounce him up and down a few inches faster. Josh was nibbling on the back of his neck as he both fucked him, trying to overwhelm the boy with as much pleasure as we could. I kept pulling him up farther each time until he was moving up and down nearly the entire length of our dicks. “Oh yeah...yeah....oh god...” he huffed, giving up the fight, his head slumping down onto mine. Now we really went at it. We both forced our way up into him as hard we he could and each time he would whimper and moan as he took it. His ass was adjusting to the girth and the pain must have lessened be cause I could feel Sammy pushing back slightly after about two minutes. “Oh you like that Sammy?” He didn't answer or raise his head, but he was pushing back all the same. “Yeah Sammy likes his pussy smashed doesn't he?” As I talked to him his pushes became harder. “Come on Sammy, tell me you want more...beg for me.” He didn't say anything so I stopped moving him. “Forget it Josh, he doesn't want it.” Josh began to pull out and Sammy's head came flying up, “No! NO I like it...please...” He was pushing back, trying to push Josh's cock back into him. Josh responded by slamming into him and Sammy let out a low growl. “You want us to fuck your pussy?” “Yeah...fuck me...fuck me...” he begged. “Fuck your pussy?” He hesitated. “I ain't a fag Sammy, I only fuck pussy....don't you have a pussy?” He looked confused and I looked at Josh, “Fuck it, let's roll.” Josh pulled out again and Sammy started to panic. “Yes, I have a pussy! Fuck my pussy...hard....come on please....fuck me!!” I smiled and said, “Good boy, “ and kissed him again as Josh thrust into him. Now Sammy was riding our cocks willingly, his hands on my shoulders and using his strength to pull himself up and then meeting our hips as he trust into him. Watching the muscles in his torso work as he desperately fucked himself was so fucking erotic. “Yeah Sammy likes this...” I said taking a hole of that monster between his legs, “Why did god give you such a big dick...” I pulled him down hard making his scream, “When you have such a fuckable pussy!” “Fuck my pussy...harder...yeah harder...faster...” he demanded as I stroked his cock. “What would your brothers do if they caught you riding our cocks Sammy?” He let out a moan and I could feel his cock throb in my hand from the thought. “You think your brothers have hungry pussys too? You think the Parker brothers want to get fucked?” He didn't say anything but his moves became more frantic as he got off on the image. “You wanna see us fuck your brothers Sammy? You want that?” He looked up with a hunger in his eyes and said, “Yeah...fuck them...fuck them hard....” I felt his cock jerk and knew he was about to blow. “You wanna fuck your brothers Sammy?” He let out a “FUCK!!” that must have been heard across the neighborhood as he unloaded on my chest. Wave after wave of cum exploded out of his monster dick, his ass clenching bring me and Josh to the edge. “I'm gonna cum,” Josh said panting. “ME too.....so close...” We began fucking him harder and Sammy squealed like a pig as he assaulted his already sensitive prostate. “Yeah gonna fuck your brother Sammy....gonna slam them hard....” He was just speaking gibberish now as his cock kept trying to shoot. “Fucking breed this kid,” I roared as I let loose into his guts. Josh was right behind me and we filled this little high school jock with enough cum to impregnate a dozen girls. We both stayed still as we shot load after load into him, the whole time Sammy begging for something... Josh let out a sigh and pulled out of the now wrecked ass. Sammy was on my chest, like a tired puppy from a long day of play. “You like that Sammy?” I asked him, pulling his face up for a kiss. He gave me a smile and then kissed me passionately. Yeah, this was going to be fun.

Awesome.. Seriously, obviously I miss getting fucked. BUT, I miss rimming and eating out arse. I think I am obsessed, I am total bottom, but always check out Mens arses first. I then drift into day dreaming about their holes, their taste, scent and whether it is hairy or smooth. I have managed to convert so many "straight" married 1st timers into letting me eat them in their most private area and they always, always come back for tonguing.

It was late and Jon had yet to cum, he just rubbed his shriveled-up dick and moaned. I text a cock sucker down the street that I use often to come and suck his dick and went in and gave Jon a shot of Trimix in his penis and soon his dick would be a full mast. Zack a cute 26 year old with sandy brown hair and a thin body and the greatest mouth let himself in and found Jon, he picked up his dick still not hard but it was leaking and he licked and sucked him and sucked on his dick and soon had Jon worked to full erection. He sucked him for ten minutes and Jon fired off a huge load down Zack’s mouth and Zach pulled off and smiled after swallowing. Zach went back to sucking and within five minutes he shot off another load. Zack slide off his short and lubed up his hole and then grabbed Jon’s dick and lubed it up and soon Zack was on the bed and sliding down on Jon’s dick and he rode him for 15 minutes and Jon shot yet another load in him. Zack leaned down and kissed Jon and then rode him some more hoping to get another load out of him but Jon was spent and after another 20 minutes Zack jacked his dick and shot all over Jon’s chest while he rode Jon till he sank all the way down on Jon’s dick as he caught his breath. Zack pulled off and went to the bathroom to clean up and then got dressed and left. I hit up Andy and asked him if he wanted Jon for the weekend or longer. I did not hear back from for an hour by that time I had Jon showed and dressed and I was going to drop him off in front of his apartment. Andy emailed back and asked if he should come pick him up? I want him for as long as I can have him, Andy wrote. He had given me his number in a previous email, so I text him and asked for his address to drop off Jon and I headed to the car with Jon. Minutes later I pulled up in front of Andy’s apartment and he came out and I helped Jon into his arms, and he walked him up the stairs and turned to me and said Thank You! I text Andy when I got back to the car that I wanted to hear all about what went on and if turned Jon into his boyfriend. I on the other hand went out in search of my next convert to turn into a pig bottom slut. The special ones like Jon do not come around every night, but I was hopeful another would this weekend. I hit my favorite bare and drank and waited for a young dude worthy to walk in. I spend a few hours playing cat and mouse with some young dudes, but they all seemed to eager and I like it a little lass ready to be a bottom. Jon was just my type. The night ended in a bust, but I did get an email from Andy. I think I love this guy, I fucked him twice already and gave him two loads and invited two more buddies over and they came inside him too. He said, by the way, until he converts, he only gets poz loads. I text him back that he was in good hands and that I hoped he would make a great boyfriend for Jon. He texts back that they are dating, he got Jon to say he loved him in his drugged-up state. Andy went on to tell me he kept him tweaked up and high since I dropped him off. He had a group of ten buddies most of whom had never been on drugs of any kind and recently pozzed up. Few older guys whose drug therapy had failed and were taking a break from meds. He said he kept a steady flow of guys in breeding him and DP his ass and a handful of them, three of the younger guys and two of the older guys loved fisting his ass. I text him back and told him thanks for the update and that I was happy for him. Hard to find a good bottom these days and you generally must train one. Glad I could help you get yours. It reminded me I needed to try to find my next lucky bottom guy so I decided I would head out to a few of my favorite spots and see if any young dumb college boys were hanging around.

This past Saturday night at a after hours club called Xion in Atlanta. Took a total of 11 cocks and loads in my cumdump ass. Have actually been going there for the past few months on Saturday nights offering my slut ass up for all cocks and loads. Have been averaging 10-12 loads each time. I usually post an ad on BBRT saying I’ll be offering my ass to be fucked and filled. It also helps that I already have a cumdump reputation and that I’m just a piece of ass to be used.

PART FOUR (FINAL PART) “Great!” Jonathan echoed. “Alright guys, let's see it in three, two, ONE! Good, good! That's... Uhh...” Since he's a little tongue-tied at the moment, I'll tell you; that's not what he expected when he'd laid out the scene directions. Technically, it met all the requirements. Ian's top was part way off, flat tummy showing. The surprise lay more in HOW the end result was achieved. For DeMarquis didn't follow the obvious route of using his hands, those wonderful little things we've evolved just for events like this. Not when there was an option available that would let him get just that much closer to the beautiful little twink. That option? His teeth. “...Good, actually” The photographer said, moving in to get another angle. Okay, so maybe this wasn't exactly what he had in mind. However, being a creative man himself, Jonathan wasn't one to stifle others' creativity. Besides, if he knew his client like he thought he did, he figured they wouldn't be too upset that the actors were playing it a little off the books. In fact, they might be so not upset that they would offer up a sizable tip! FLASH! Careful not to rip the top, DeMarquis moved slowly, peeling the thin fabric centimetre by centimetre up Ian's slim body. Besides, there wasn't any rush. Jonathan wanted multiple shots, DeMarquis wanted to enjoy the moment as long as possible Kace opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted, by Ian, of all people! Though it wasn't really Ian's fault. Between his skin already being so touch-sensitive from the drinks, and the shock of it all, why, it would've been strange if he hadn't yelped when the tip of DeMarquis's nose bumped against his stomach. “AH!” His body tensed, small muscles flexing and tiny bare toes curled. To top it all off, a small strand of saliva hung fast, connecting his upper and lower lip, his mouth spread in a wide 'O.' His eyes were the opposite, crunched shut from surprise. It was the perfect picture. FLASH! And now Jonathan had it. Then came the next question: how far was he going to let this go? “Let's see if you can get it all the way off like that,” He ordered, readjusting the camera's lens. Really though, it wouldn't have mattered if he'd screamed for the men to stop. DeMarquis pulled, tank top rising over Ian's abdomen, then chest, exposing the hairless surface and small, pert, pink nipples which would make most women jealous. Coming up over the neck, shoulders- “-EEP!” They'd almost made it. Alas, liquor isn't exactly known for improving one's coordination. Just as the top was all but peeled off (nearly past the ears), Ian demonstrated that fact, tumbling backwards. Reflexively, he grabbed the nearest object in a last attempt to slow his fall. This 'object?' Well, who do you think? “OOF!” Ian gasped, wind knocked from his svelte form as over two-hundred pounds of man fell atop him full force. As expected, his mouth was open (again). But this time, there was a difference. The large, dripping-with-sweat DeMarquis wasn't beside him. Oh no, now, he was on top. And gravity has itself a wonderful little effect on liquids... Delicious. Before Ian even knew what hit him, he knew whatever it was, was 'delicious.' By the time he realized what it was, it was too late. He'd already swallowed it. And now? He wanted more. With a grip surprisingly strong for a boy of his size, he pulled DeMarquis in by the tie, neck close enough to his mouth that he didn't have to wait more than a few seconds between drips. Of course, it probably helped that DeMarquis was actively leaning in himself, desperate for a taste of the twink's soft, girlish lips (which just-so-happened to match the shade of Ian's nipples perfectly). “Older Gentlemen, shirt off!” Jonathan directed. However, DeMarquis was already to the fifth button before he could get the first word out? So why ask? Out of routine? To keep up the facade of being in control of the shoot? Or was it maybe that he himself had begun getting caught up in the excitement. Up to that point, Kace was stunned silent, watching with flared nostrils and unblinking eyes as DeMarquis, this utter stranger, took advantage of HIS boyfriend! For God's sake, the sweaty pig even had an erection! No, Kace realized, horrified as he saw the THING rise further, straining to stay inside DeMarquis's brown business pants. It wasn't a full erection yet. He was that big... And he wasn't even at half-mast! His clothed crotch ground against Ian's, fine fabric against tight denim and... No. It had infected him! That was the only reason why Ian, Kace's ever-loyal, ever-introverted boyfriend could've possibly responded in the way he did. DeMarquis's sheer size (a contrast that would've been laughable in a less erotic scenario to Ian's five-and-a-half inches at full), forced space between the men, simply so their erections could mingle without discomfort! But, as was stated, Kace was silent throughout the entire display. So why speak up now? I mean, barring full-on penetration, how could things possibly reach such a threshold to shock him BACK OUT of his silence? It wasn't the fact that the pair had turned their kiss french, nor the fact that, due to the incessant grinding motions, Ian's shorts were beginning to slip. No. What caused Kace to scream even louder then his boyfriend's rapidly increasing moans was nothing but a simple, tiny tattoo. The scorpion. The thought of 'infection' suddenly turned far more literal. “NO! STOP! IAN! LOOK AT HIS TATTOO! IAN!” “Ah! Haah! Haa...” Maybe... Maybe Ian hadn't heard! Their pants were below their hips now, and from experience, Kace knew it wouldn't be much longer until the slacks were strewn across the opposite side of the room. But, there was a silver lining! In all their fevered spasming, DeMarquis's stomach had somehow twisted to eye-level with Ian's face. Ian's eyes were shut from what Kace hoped (but highly doubted) was horror. All he needed to do was open his eyes and- “IAN! STOP, LOOK! HE'S POZ! IAN, HE'S POZ!” His boyfriend's baby blues snapped open. Like hitting pause on a remote, everyone froze. Even DeMarquis, wild, starving, DeMarquis pulled back. Slowly, Ian lifted from his supine position. He blinked once or twice, seemingly grounding himself back to reality. Then, he did the unthinkable. He licked the tattoo. Actually, no. That description does the following events an unspeakable disservice. Ian traced his tongue along the three inch scorpion. And when I say traced, I mean, TRACED. Like any good artist, he began his work along the outline, sketching out the entire thing with his own saliva. Next came the colouring. Here, there was no preexisting pattern to follow, since DeMarquis opted against getting the tattoo coloured in. Luckily, Kace wasn't the only creative partner in the relationship! The intricate linework, striping, dotting, finished off with a nip or two, created an invisible design that would've made professionals jealous. It also helped that Ian was in no rush. Oh, his licks were rapid fire, yes, but this wasn't because he was half-assing the job. On the contrary! He was determined to keep going until not a bead of sweat remained. And he'd've done it too, if DeMarquis hadn't begun to grow impatient. Sure, Ian's shorts had been sliding off. But for DeMarquis, it wasn't quick enough. He wanted, no, NEEDED to try out that ass. Its jiggle had captivated him since the moment they'd met. It was time to finally try out the junk in the trunk. Of course, Kace kept begging. And, of course, it was to no avail. The time when he could've reached either of them was long since passed. FLASH! Jonathan... That.. That bastard was still taking pictures! “JON! CALL IT OFF! NOW!” Jonathan... Didn't respond. “JONATHAN! SHUT IT DOWN!” FLASH! It was as if just being around DeMarquis and Ian had dragged the photographer into their little world too. Kace was in a stuffy studio with three other men. And yet, he was utterly alone. He couldn't work up the courage to face DeMarquis. But he could summon enough to grab Jonathan. And Jonathan was sure to remind him of just that. “STOP IT! STOP-” “WHY DON'T YOU STOP IT?” Jonathan hollered back, posture defensive. “MMM! Aaah!” Ian moaned, oblivious to the argument unfolding, his shorts falling away leaving only the thin blue fabric of a Speedo stopping the men's cocks from meeting. DeMarquis wasn;t in the mood for frotting, however, he had other, far more dangerous plans... “That's right; you won't! So let me do my job!” FLASH! He... He was right. Kace's boyfriend was being used, right in front of him, by a carrier of a deadly disease. And he wasn't going to do anything to fight DeMarquis off. Accepting his status as a Grade-A Wimp, Kace turned to the only defence left: damage control. Terrifying as it was to watch Ian tongue DeMarquis's sweat (Even worse were the noises he made, oh God, the noises. If he'd made them for Kace, it would've been the hottest moment in their relationship. Instead, the only man to ever elicit such squealing moans was someone he'd only just met) , Kace had picked up a thing or two being in what he thought was a committed relationship with a nursing student. Human Immunodeficiency Virus. One of the huge misconceptions, one which created a 'gay panic' whose negative effects still haunted the LGBT community to that day, was its transmissibility. Use the same toilet as the dreaded homosexual? Get AIDS! Touch a menu previously held by a sinful gay? Get AIDS! Stand within thirty feet of any male who even so much as fantasized about the touch of a man? AIDS for you! Ian made it his number one priority as a medical trainee to educate the public otherwise. Only blood, seminal, vaginal, or rectal fluids, and breast milk carried the disease. Saliva was safe. Urine was safe. Sweat was safe. FLASH! For Ian, it was more than just the physical sensations throwing him into a state of delicious disarray. Of course, that's not to pay the corporeal disrespect! DeMarquis's tongue running along each and every one of Ian's teeth (with a quick test of the gag reflex, obviously), all the while a strong, rough hand cradled his barely-covered testicles in ways only a professional (and definitely not Kace!) was capable of had a part, and it played it beautifully. But what really got Ian, really chipped away at his shield of composed reservation, that was all atmosphere. Everything about DeMarquis radiated power. Every touch was more than just a touch, every groan more than just a groan. It was a command, not of words, but of something else, more basal, more... Pure. Yes, pure. A strange description, it seems, but there was no better term to describe it. In his past sexual relations (aka Kace and holding hands with one guy in the eight grade), everything was all about words. Talk it out, say this, say that, I'm going to do this now, okay? But DeMarquis didn't ask. Not because he intended to force Ian, but because he simply didn't need to. He knew everywhere Ian wanted it before he knew it himself. Words? They'd only break up the rhythm. “Yes! Yea-aah!” Well, aside from those words, of course. Having long since popped out of his own Speedo (as despite being high quality, they simply weren't designed with an uncut nine inches in mind), DeMarquis decided, well, as much as you could say anyone was really consciously 'deciding' anything in the heat of those moments, that Ian needed a little extra help. A five-incher, while perfect for a twink, isn't exactly known for bursting from underwear. To remove the Speedo, he'd need to get back to his knees in, ironically, a position similar to prayer, lift the small boy's lower half, pull the tight trunks all the way down his legs, and toss them aside somewhere. That sounds like a total moment-ruiner, right? For anyone else? Yes. DeMarquis, on the other hand... “Eep!” Ian yelped, suddenly lifted upwards via a hand on each buttcheek. Whereas DeMarquis's hands had easily wrapped around everything else, in regards to the twink's bottom, they barely contained the wobbly mounds of flesh, big enough to be implants yet one-hundred percent natural. Sliding the boy's lower-half onto his lap, DeMarquis took a moment to enjoy the fatty tissue, pinching and massaging it much to Ian's (and Jonathan's, as the pictures taken in that moment mightn't have been priceless, but they were easily top dollar) delight, expressed in ear-splitting moans and camera flashes respectively. Then, it was down to business, not slowing again until reaching the feet. It had been DeMarquis's intention to get the Speedo off ASAP, but after that handful of an ass, and now ten tiny, adorable toes on tootsies barely hitting a size seven, he needed a second to stop and smell the roses. If by 'smell' one means 'run a finger down' and by 'roses' one means 'soles.' Up to that point, sweet, sheltered little Ian hadn't even known that was a thing. Now? “Ahaha! T-that-AH! Tickles!” It was his thing. But, there were more pressing matters to attend to. Having gotten his fill of Ian's feet (for now, anyways), DeMarquis needed to go that one step further. The only issue? While Ian was obviously a bottom (five inches, while cute, doesn't exactly make one 'top' material. Besides, no top whimpered like he did!), if Kace was anything to go by, the guy probably wasn't taking nine-inchers on a regular basis. A situation like that called for lube. DeMarquis had a different answer. DeMarquis spat, slicking his thumb and forefinger thick with saliva. Before Ian saw what the domineering man was doing, he yelped, as something cool and wet ran circles around his tight pink asshole. It wasn't DeMarquis's cock, no, it was far too small for that (had it been Kace, however, and Ian could've easily made such a mistake). With the exterior sufficiently lubricated, DeMarquis moved to the inside, marking Ian's insides with his spit. Both Kace and Jonathan knew when DeMarquis first hit the prostate. How? Well, the prostate is internal... But Ian's cock wasn't. And everyone could see it dribbling pre-ejaculate the second a strong, wet finger pressed against the walnut-sized gland. At least it's only pre.... Kace found himself thinking. Then, he laughed. THAT was how low the bar had gotten? It's fine that an HIV positive stranger is finger-fucking my boyfriend, because hey, he hasn't made him cum! But you want to know what was really pathetic? He didn't even have time for lamenting. A loud POP and moan indicated without looking that DeMarquis was finished applying the 'lube.' Kace might've been dumbstruck, but he wasn't dumb. He knew what that type of fingering led to. So, without so much time as to shed a tear, he rushed in, forced to facilitate and play damage control to the destruction of his own relationship. Unbeknownst to Ian, Kace carried with him a single condom, buried deep within the folds of his cash-short, card-filled wallet. Sex in public. Kace's secret fantasy. Knowing Ian, such an event was so unlikely (or, to put it a better way, as likely as getting struck by lightning. Twice) he never dared bring it up. The last thing he wanted to do was make his reserved boyfriend uncomfortable. Still, they're called fantasies for a reason, so Kace still brought everywhere a sole condom. Just in the slim, slim chance that... “Eahh! Mmm-aph! Ah!” But it was never truly meant for him, was it? “Please...” Kace whimpered, turning his pleas to the man he should've been punching in the face. “At least use my condom..” DeMarquis showed no signs of hearing Kace, let alone pausing to apply protection. Gripping Ian's hips, he leaned forward, readying for the first thrust. What came next was a split second decision. An awful, split second, last ditch decision born out of pure desperation. At but a millimetre from penetration, Kace grabbed DeMarquis's cock. Not even to stop him, no, they'd long passed that point. Just to get him to put on the damned condom. DeMarquis stopped, lifted his head and... Oh God, that look. Kace would never, COULD NEVER forget the look DeMarquis gave him. It was like getting a gun pointed at one's head. Scratch that; guns are far less terrifying. The way that cock pulsed under Kace's weak grip, thick veins visibility twitching, as if even the member itself boiled with rage against the one who dared keep it from its rightful place. Meanwhile, Ian whined, unaware of the conflict occurring right under (or in this case, above) his nose. All he knew was that he wanted to get fucked, and it wasn't happening fast enough. And 'Older Gentleman' wasn't about to leave his 'Young Twink' in distress like that. So if Kace wasn't planning on butting out... Well, he'd just have to make use of him then, wouldn't he? Using Kace's hand as his unwilling guide, DeMarquis pushed onward, forcing his full length inside Ian with a single thrust. He could've gone slower, sure, but why? He'd already warmed Ian up. Now, it was time to get hot. “HOLY-” FLASH! Though Jonathan's last word was censored by the loud, old-school camera (it was a PG-13 shoot, after all!) the sentiment held all the same. Kace's first instinct? Pull it out, obviously! But wait, no! If he tugged... That would only make DeMarquis cum sooner! The filthy, disease-ridden semen tainting Ian, MARKING Ian, oh, Kace shuddered to imagine! Of course, when one shudders, he tenses, causing Kace to squeeze the throbbing cock harder, and... You get the picture. What then? What could he do? I'll tell you: Kace's only option? Hang on for the ride. That, and screaming to deaf ears, of course. “IAN! IF YOU LET HIM-IF HE-” “YESS! MPMH!” For once, Ian seemed to hear him. His reply? To wrap his legs around DeMarquis, clipped, clean toenails digging into the man's back in a frenzied attempt to get the cock yet deeper inside. “HE'LL-” “DON'T STOP!” “HE'L-” “OH! OOH!” “HE-” “GGGAHH-AH! I'M-I'M-” “H-” “-CUMMING!” FLASH! No... FLASH! Please no... Ian's cock jumped. Toes curled. Eyes rolled. “HOLY-” FLASH! “-HE FUCKED THE CUM RIGHT OUTTA HIM!” Perhaps not the politest way for Jonathan to describe the events unfolding. But, with Ian gushing semen in a manner reminiscent of one of those cherub fountains found in fine gardens, painting the room (and Kace's left eye) with rope after rope of pearly white seed, DeMarquis unrelenting even as his twink began falling flaccid.... Well, you can't say he wasn't accurate! But maybe... Oh how Kace hoped, how he prayed that maybe, just maybe DeMarquis hadn't done the same! I mean, how many men can cum their brains out and stay hard, let alone keep up the vicious pace at which he fucked Ian, right? Right? Then Kace felt it. A slow drip at first, slow enough he could still deny it, still pretend it wasn't so... The drip picked up to a trickle. A trickle transformed to a tributary, that to a river, and before long a veritable waterfall, all leaking from Ian's ass onto Kace's trembling hand. It was as if the invisible glue which kept Kace's grip on the black cock for so long was being washed away by the infection-filled juices. It was over now. It was all over. With nothing left to save, Kace let go, slippery hand sliding limply to his side. The shoot on the other hand, had only just begun. Because if you thought DeMarquis was going to stop at one climax, you clearly don't know DeMarquis. Having hit orgasm numero uno, the next thing on his long list of things he needed to do to that twink was to top his tight hole in every position possible. They'd done lying down, which was, PHEW, in-cre-di-ble! But now, it was time to see how well Ian bounced. The answer? Given Jonathan's rapid-fire photography as DeMarquis lifted the boy, who's entire body flopped limp as a ragdoll from overstimulation, into a sitting position on the bulging black cock, all without once halting penetration, Ian's thick cheeks jiggling as he was used like a human fleshlight, I think it's safe to say the answer was pretty well. Jonathan couldn't hit the trigger fast enough! Why the rush? Duh! It's not every day you see a tiny cock flaccid from prior orgasm(s?) stiffen back up again so quickly! Luckily, Jonathan had good reflexes and an even better eye. In the end, despite relevant equipment limits, he'd managed a nearly frame-by-frame of Ian's member from it bouncing aimlessly to standing at its (somewhat unimpressive) full length. While he missed out on some of the finer details (for instance, he never bore witness to the moment Ian's head fell back, DeMarquis taking advantage of the barely conscious boy's open and drooling mouth for a deep french kiss complete with a few love nips) Kace got the gist of the action from sound alone. What he couldn't make out from the sloppy pops, pants, and moans fit for a porn studio, he got in the form of one of Jonathan's many comments. For instance: “HOLY- HE'S JERKING HIM OFF WHILE-HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE!” is how Kace found out that DeMarquis had taken to giving Ian a handjob as the pair fucked (though given Ian's small cock and DeMarquis's large hands, it was really more of a finger-job). And when Ian came again.... Kace felt it. Literally. Despite standing a good distance away, he wasn't safe from all the semen, a strand spattering the back of that damned orange t-shirt Ian had picked just for him. “DAMN! RIGHT ON THE CAMERA AND-HEY! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE AIMING THAT THING!” ...And Jonathan's camera, apparently. After a while, Kace learned to filter out the moans. Learned to filter out Jonathan's obnoxious orders, the loud camera shutter, heck, he even fell blind to the camera's sun-like flash. None of this was conscious, mind you. Rather, it was due to the fact that he'd begun to focus on something else. At first just an errant intrusive thought or two, barely a blip on the radar, but eventually... Eventually Kace simply couldn't tear his eyes from his hand. It glistened with fluids. Some his, some Ian's, but mostly all DeMarquis's. It was almost invisible one second, and then FLASH! The camera would illuminate the room once more, Kace's only awareness of it being the dazzling sparkle reflected in the sweat and diseased ejaculate coating his hand. Ian's many speeches once more echoed through his mind. 'Only semen and blood.... Only mucous membranes or bloodstream.... Only semen and blood...' The words spun around ceaselessly. With how rough the sex was (so rough, in fact, that calling it 'sex' no longer does it justice, 'fucking' being the more fitting descriptor), the odds his boyfriend wasn't infected were zero-to-none. Well, not officially. Kace chuckled. His Ian could probably give him the real odds straight from the most up-to-date medical studies by heart. But wherever his reasonable, reserved Ian was, it certainly wasn't here. Slowly, his mouth opened for the last time. Not to speak. Not to scream. Not even to cry. The time for that was over. He knew what he had to do now. In an almost trance-like state, Kace's hand floated towards his exposed teeth. He felt the coolness first. Then the wetness. After that, the taste. Not Ian's flavour, but DeMarquis's. Though he'd never tasted it prior, the flavour was unmistakable. Jonathan only had room for one more picture on the old roll of film. Finally, tooth touched skin... That day, he'd taken some of the best of his career. Then, tooth pressed skin... Still, the man was famous for saving best for last. Even with all the great photos thus far, Jonathan had no intention of breaking this twenty-plus year tradition. Then, tooth dug skin... So, he'd take a second. Collect himself (because Lord knows he needed to after seeing all that!). Taking a deep breath, Jonathan turned, almost jumping in the process. Kace! He'd nearly forgotten the kid was there! Nearly gave him a heart attack there and then! Wait. What was he doing? No. No! Was he nuts? Was this... The perfect picture? Then, tooth pierced- FLASH!

I've bred a guy I thought was 18 only to realize later that he was younger (but still legal to fuck here in NY). Good thing I didn't take any pics… Moral of the story – if they look particularly young when you meet them, ask for ID and know the law in your location (start here: US, worldwide). But to answer the question, if it's legal, I'd do it…

NOTE: This is fiction. It did not and has not happened. All characters are fictional, except maybe myself. I think I am real. I hope that this is how my neg bottom will be pozzed some day, soon. This is my first story and i sincerely hope that i do not accidentally violate any rules. I have read the rules and I think it is OK. This story has some graphic language and personal slurs. The door to my hotel room was ajar, just as he directed. The room was dark and I was naked with my ass up on the bed. A lamp was on in one corner of the room with a towel over it to diffuse the light. My hole was as clean as i could make it and ready for the expected gift. My breeder had texted me from the hotel lobby that he was on his way up to my room. I was ready, but I was nervous. Yet I was excited too. How did I get here? We connected on BZ. It was clear that this was the high viral load, med resistant HIV+ and full blown AIDS breeder that I had been seeking. He was willing to gift me. We exchanged medical reports, he wanted to ensure that I was truly NEG and I wanted proof of his claimed 2.1 million viral load. I traveled just to be bred by his toxic cock. I had seen pictures of him and I wanted to worship his death stick before it plunged deep into my most private places seeding me with his toxic death. He was my executioner. I had no plans to go on meds. I wanted AIDS. I wanted to share it widely once I was fully toxic. But first, I needed him to breed me deeply. I heard the door slowly open and then close. I snapped back into the present. I wanted to look, but knew I shouldn’t. He said, “Good faggot! I hope you are ready because I have not cum in five days and you are going to get the most toxic load I have ever shot.” I heard him take off his clothes. and shuffle over to me. He roughly stuck a finger into my hole and spun it around. I could feel his fingernail cutting into my tissue. I stopped breathing and held my breath knowing that this would make the virus he carried more likely to infect and then ultimately kill me. “Say it,” he said. “Give me AIDS,” I quickly replied. I had been prepared for him to ask that question. With that he stooped over and began to rim my clean ass deeply. “MMMM, perfect. You are clean and properly prepared to receive my gift,” he uttered. It felt good to have his tongue so deeply inside of me. I knew his cock would soon be delivering its special load of death to me. He grabbed my cock and balls and gave them a nasty twist. My precum was flowing copiously. He took some of my precum and wiped it on my hole. “Suck me,” he commanded. I had been waiting. I wanted to worship the instrument that was going to infuse death into my body. It was the executioner’s tool, as lethal as the guillotine, the axe blade or the scimitar; only this death would take longer to consummate. I would have a lot of time to reflect upon my decision and the chain of events which led me here. I eagerly took all 8 inches of his uncut cock into my mouth. He was already semi-erect and I knew that I was to bring him to full hardness. It was then that he would be ready to gift me as we had planned. I wanted this. His balls and pubes were shaved. It was very exciting for me to feel the bare skin against my nose as I took him deep. I gave him the best blow-job of my life, fully worshiping his cock and balls and the seed that was within. I lost track of time while preparing the instrument of my ultimate destruction. I became aware that he was beginning a slow in and out motion as he became more excited. He started to pull his cock from my warm mouth. “Turn around faggot, it is time.” I was jolted back into reality and realized the moment had arrived. This beautiful cock that i had been deep throating was about to become the instrument of my ultimate demise. I slid my mouth off the heavily veined shaft of his cock, lingering for a moment to run my tongue under his foreskin. I love uncut cock and the sensitive glans protected by the foreskin. I savored the flavor of his precum and I knew in a few moments this hard instrument of sex and enjoyment would be deep inside of me. And he was hard, like a piece of steel. Once I had relinquished his cock from my mouth I got back onto the bed and and presented my ass for his use and enjoyment. He had previously told me he only bred doggie, so there was no question what position I needed to assume. He bent over and licked my hole one last time. “This is your last chance you sick fuck,” he said. “Once my cock head is in your bottom there is no turning back. I will fuck you and give you AIDS and you will die from it. You will get sick, you will have terrible diarrhea, and my strain is med resistant. Meds will not help you nor will they save you. And just so you know, I may have some other bugs that I will be sharing with you too. It is a complete package of sickness and death.” My own cock started to get hard as he was telling me about what he was going to do to me. I wanted it so badly. I relaxed to allow his steel hard cock easy entry even though I knew it was going to hurt like hell. He told me there would be no mercy. I was being bred like a mare and this stallion had infected over 100 men and some women and almost all of them had developed AIDS within a year and many had died. He was very proud of his toxicity. I felt his cockhead brush my hole. No lube was going to be used, just the little bit of precum that dribbled from his cock. I was both scared shitless and excited beyond belief at the same time. After weeks of planning he was finally going to breed me. “Last chance,” he said. “If you are ready, you know what to say.” I knew the magic words, but I was enjoying his cock playing across my hole. I backed up a bit to try and entice him to enter me and he playfully pushed in a bit. But then withdrew. I relented, for some reason I didn’t want to say the words and actually give him permission to fill me with AIDS and almost certain death. I wanted him to take it from me. But I was willingly going to my own execution and I had known that from the beginning. I knew he was a fully experienced breeder and understood there needed to be a moment before the willing victim agrees to sentence being imposed. “Give me AIDS,” I finally uttered. Instantaneously his steel hard cock slammed past my sphincter and drove into the deepest part of my inner self tearing past my second sphincter. He held his cock deep inside of me for a few moments for me to adjust to the pain. This was not supposed to be enjoyable. And it wasn’t! He started roughly fucking me to tear my insides up as much as possible. Then he put all of his weight on me and grabbed each of my nipples and twisted them hard. I loved it. It was stimulating and helped me get past the pain from his rock hard cock which had found its rhythm. I felt some lubrication and knew it was a mixture of blood and my naturally wet ass. “OMG,” he said, “you have an awesome ass, faggot. I am enjoying wrecking it and giving you AIDS.” “I’m tearing you up and my bugs are preparing to thrive inside of you,” he continued. He twisted my nipples extra hard and that almost caused me to shoot my last neg load onto the bed. “I’m going to give you AIDS,” he muttered. “You are gonna be sick and you are gonna die from fucking me today. My AIDS is the worst and no meds in the world can save you now.” I backed up onto his cock too take it deeper into my ass. My second sphincter no longer hurt, it was probably totally destroyed. I looked down between my legs to see what I could see and I saw what was probably blood dripping onto the bed. I reached down with one hand and felt his steel-hard cock as it plunged in and then came out of my bottom. “Your ass is awesome and soon it is going to be a toxic waste dump.” His full weight was on me as he fucked me deeply and twisted my nipples. I felt his already hard cock begin to grow thicker. “Faggot, it is almost time for you to become pregnant with my toxic seed, I hope you are ready for it because you don’t have a choice.” I knew that. I was here because I wanted to be here. I wanted him to infect me. I wanted his AIDS to destroy me. I wanted to share his HIV and AIDS with as many other chasers as I could. I wanted, no I need him to fill me with his cum. His cock continued to slide in and out of my now bloody ass. He stopped deep inside of me and held his cock still. I felt it quiver. I knew he was close. He pulled it all the way out of me and despite the pain, I felt empty. I needed his cock in me and I needed his cum. He looked at his cock and announced, “It is covered with blood, I am about to shoot my five day toxic load into you. I hope you’re ready.” As he finished speaking he rammed his cock back into my ass so hard that it took my breath away. He fell back onto me and twisted my nipples some more. The thrusting began to increase in intensity and speed. “I am about to get pozzed,” I realized. My chase was going to be over, my dream was cumming true. “Give me AIDS,” I said to him. It excited him and his thrusting reached a feverish pitch. “Fuck,” he cried out. “I am giving you my AIDS and you are gonna die you worthless fuck slut,” he screamed as he came deeply inside of me. He held his cock in place for a long time. I felt it spasm eight times with each one shooting poison deep into me. I relished each shot. He was giving me the gift I sought for so long. He was giving me the gift of death. He held his cock in me for a while as the excitement of the moment subsided. It had felt each shot of cum. I was ecstatic, it was done now. We hadn’t talked about what would happen next, but I was not surprised as he pulled his cock from my ass with an audible plop and he instructed me to clean it off. I love the taste of cum and ass juice mixed with blood. I took the executioners tool into my mouth and greedily cleaned it. It tasted good. There was a lot of my blood on it, but there was also a generous amount of his cum with my natural ass juice. It was a tasty mixture. I took my time to ensure his cock was completely clean. Once his cock was clean I asked him, “Do you want to go again?” He smiled at me as said, “No, I don’t need to and you are now poz, bet on it. You are fucked and you have the gift you desired. It only takes once with my 2.1 million VL.” I pointed the open bottle of wine that I had prepositioned on the desk with two glasses. “Do you want a drink to celebrate?” i asked. He smiled and said, “Yes, you did really well. I fucked you harder than anyone else just to make sure. I am happy to celebrate your conversion and soon to develop AIDS.” We drank a small drink of wine in silence in the still darkened room. I was naked and he got dressed pulling on some jeans without underwear and a t-shirt. He had no socks either, just shoes. We finished the drink and he said, “In about two weeks you are gonna get so sick that you will think you are dying. My strains are very strong. And, O by the way I also left you with some herpes and chlamydia. Enjoy them. I was trying to get syph for you too, but couldn’t. I wanted to fuck you up real well. Call me when you test poz and stay in touch as you develop AIDS.” He put his glass down and walked out of the room and closed the door behind him, but I knew he would never be out of my life.

College was expensive. I mean I know that isn't a huge revelation or anything, but I did not expect my scholarship to dry up so fucking fast. I was on a full ride for Lacrosse but it barely paid for tuition and books. Food and lodging was definitely not covered. A couple of the other guys on the team were in the same boat so we decided to look for a place we could all share. It didn't help that everything around Dallas was like three times the cost of normal places. We searched all over and finally one of the guy's dad had a rental property he was willing to rent to us, as long as we kept in shape. It needed some work and six athletic guys had more than enough time to fix it up. It was a nice house in the middle of suburban Richardson, a pretty expensive place outside of the city proper. As we drove up tot he place there were kids on lawns, dads moving shit...I mean it was right out of an old TV show or something. There was no way we could turn this into a party house, well not a real one. As we moved our stuff in we scoped out the place, wondering how much trouble we could get into before the neighbors called the cops on us. There were three bedrooms which meant two guys to a room. No one really minded because we were al a little homey-sexual. Don't know what that means? Let me explain. We all got a little handsy when we got fucked up. I mean we weren't gay or anything, but we were college athletes with bodies to prove it. We knew what a good looking guy was and when we got high or drunk, we got a little gay. Again, nothing serious, some sloppy kissed, a handy or at the most a bj, but that was about it. Gay chicken was an Olympic sport for us and everyone thought it was funny. I wasn't gay, but I was sure in the fuck bi. I liked fooling around with the guys but I never pushed it because the only reason everyone was cool messing around was that no one thought anyone was serious about it. I was a little serious about it. But you don't shit where you sleep so in my mind, my roommates were off limits and that was that. We were about done emotying the moving truck when three guys walked up on us. Wait, let me rephrase that. Three fucking studs walked up on us. There were brothers, that much was evident but the striking features and varying shades of blond hair they had. The oldest was built like a shit house, real bulky, football type guy and super A&F vibes. The middle was skinny but you could see he had some meat on him, of the three he was the least attractive and let me tell you, he could still get pussy by simply smiling. It was the youngest one that broke everything though. He looked 18, bright blond hair, shaggy like a surfers, blue eyes, and a body that looked like an action figure. This kid was like sex in Converse and I don't think he had any clue about it. “Sup?” the oldest one said, giving me the all knowing bro nod. “Hey man,” I said holding my hand out. “You guys moving in?” A couple of the guys stopped and waved and I nodded, “Yeah, we all play lacrosse at UH, you?” “I'm John, this is Eli and that's Sammy.” Eli nodded and Sammy tried to do the same but it just looked like a puppy imitating the older dogs. “We live over there,” he pointed to a huge house at the end of the block, “I play football at UH and Eli is soccer.” “I'm baseball!” Sammy volunteered, and he looked like it. Baseball guys were hot, like super hot. They had these savage upper bodies, no fat, great legs from all the running. They were just all around sex packages in my mind and Sammy looked the type. “So the jock brothers?” I joked. “Parker,” John said smiling, “Welcome to the neighborhood.” “Glad to meet you guys, so is it as strict as it looks?” Eli nodded, “Yeah, my mom is already on the phone with the other hens, complaining about the neighborhood going to hell.” “Damn, that was fast!” John shook his head, “Look bro, it's cool around here. But trust me, these assholes are looking for a reason to boot you guys and you've been here like five minutes. Just keep your head down and let them get used to you and trust me, they'll learn to deal.” “That's good advice man, thanks.” “Well, we saw guys who were under thirty in the neighborhood and wanted to check it out.” “Cool, you guys are welcome to hang whenever you want. There will always be beer and someone will be playing COD in one of the rooms.” “You guys game?” Sammy asked. “COD, Fortnite, a couple of the guys play Overwatch, least they used to. Yeah we game it up some nights.” John laughed, “Well you just ensured this one will be on your couch every day.” “These guys won't play anything with me!” Sammy complained, “They say games are for kids.” “Well then this is a whole house of 20 something year old kids.” His face lit up and I swear I felt my cock twitch in response. “Well cool man, you guys need any help with the boxes?” Eli offered. It was a good play, he could see there were like two boxes lef tin the truck they timed their arrival to make sure they could offer and not get hooked in to heavy labor. “Nah we got it, but if you guys wanna hang later, we're gonna have some brews as a housewarming party and I think they wanna Madden tonight.” John's eyebrows raised, “I could do some Madden.” “I thought games were for kids!” Sammy teased. “They are, but football is different.” Sammy rolled his eyes and we all laughed. “We should have shit hooked u by 6ish, come by then, we'll be ordering pizza too.” “Sweet,” John said holding his fist out for a bump, “I'll see if we can score some beers to pitch in.” I bumped him back and the all turned to leave. I tried not to stare at their fucking perfect asses through their shorts, but I failed that pretty bad. “What was that? Church of Zoolander recruiting?” I shook my head as I watched them, “No, are new neighbors.” “Cool, you wanna help me with these last boxes?” I shook myself out of my fever dream and nodded, “Let's get em!” I pushed the Parker brothers out of my head for now, I needed to unpack a house first. That night they all came over and brought a 12 pack with them. We had order half a dozen pizzas and had more beer than 60 people could drink. We had set up the TV's in the main room and had them all connected so we could play some epic games. They settled in, grabbing a slice and a cold one, even Sammy. His brothers seemed ok with it so I didn't care, I could tell John was keeping one eye on his little brother. Sammy had a baggy pair of shorts on and a Captain America shirt on that hugged his frame a bit too well. John was in a Dallas jersey and a pair of jeans while Eli had a hoodie and a pair of khakis on. The three of them could not have dressed any different but they were all obvious related. It reminded me in video games where you have to pick you character, The huge one, the skinny one or the one most people choose, the one with the perfect body. John and Eli got into the tournament pretty fast while Sammy watched from the other side of the couch. His calves were huge and covered with a light dusting of blond hair. He was leaning forward to watch and I could see his tight ass through the shorts and knew instantly I wanted to fuck this kid badly. After a few games my guys were holding their pwn but it was obvious that Eli and John had played together a lot. The first game went to overtime with the Parkers pulling it out at the last second. There were groans all around and more than a few fucks and bullshit muttered. Beers were passed out again for round two and one of my guys asked if they wanted to light up. Eli and John looked at each other and then John looked back to Sammy. “No way.” “Oh come on!” Sammy cried, “It's not like I haven't before!” “I don't care, of mom finds out you got stoned with us she will kill me, like literally take a knife to my throat kill me.” “Me and my friends get blazed all the time!” he shot back. “Then get high with them.” Sammy made a face and then stomped off to the kitchen. They lit up and began to pass around the joint, I decided to follow him. He was getting another beer obviously trying to calm down when I walked in. “Hey man, that sucks,” I said. “I get high all the time!” he raged, “Fuck I do it more than them. So unfair!” “So let's go up to my room and smoke our own joint.” His face broke out into a smile, “Really?” “Yeah, fuck them, they're gonna be down here playing all night. We should be clear upstairs.” “Fuck yeah!” he said cheering, “Dude you're the best!” I walked out and told John we were gonna go play Fortnite upstairs, he didn't even look back and said, “Cool man, Sammy behave.” Sammy flipped his back off as we walked upstairs to my room. I locked the door behind us and told him to turn on my Xbox while I got the weed ready. He eagerly turned everything on while I went to my weed stash. I could have rolled us one but I had a few special joints for special occasions. This was a special occasion. I grabbed a Rompums for him, that's a joint laced with ketamine, and a normal one for me. As I sat down I handed him the Romp and lit up my normal one. He leaned in for a light and took a huge drag off of it, I could tell this kid had smoked before and assumed it was a normal joint. HE inhaled and I saw him make a face, “What's that taste?” he asked. “It has rose oil in it,” I lied, “Makes the burn smoother.” He took another drag, “Yeah, I can feel that shit.” I toked on mine and grabbed a game controller, “You ready to play?” He had the joint hanging outside of his mouth, “Fuck yeah I am.” It was only a matter of time now.

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Part Three A couple of days passed and no word from the Parkers. I had school and practice so I didn't really care, but I was wondering if little Sammy remembered anything from that night. I hadn't told the guys what I had gotten up to for a few reasons, One, they would have asked a million questions and two, a couple of them would have asked why I hadn't invited them to join. After a long week Josh, a midfielder with blond hair and dangerous eyes, and I were up Saturday morning watching YT and eating breakfast when there was a knock on the door. We looked at each other in confusion since we weren't expecting anyone. I got up to answer and was pleasantly surprised to see Sammy standing there with a huge smile on his face. “Hey!” he said cheerfully, “What you guys up to?” I moved aside to let him in, “Chillin, eating some cereal, you hungry?” “What you got?” he asked heading towards the kitchen. I showed him the half a dozen boxes we had and got him hooked up with a bowl. He sat down with Josh and me and we all ate in silence for awhile. “So what brings you around?” I asked after awhile. “Bored,” he said between bites, “Wanted to see if you guys wanted to get high.” “You holding?” I asked. He pulled a small bag of weed out of his shorts, “All we need are papers and we're gold.” Josh smiled, “I can handle that.” and he got up to go grab some from his room. Once we were alone Sammy looked at me, “I was also wondering if you had any of that rose oil weed left. I liked that shit a lot.” The way he said it made me think he wasn't talking about the weed. “You liked that huh?” I asked with a grin. He nodded, “Yeah, I mean if you wanna.” Yeah, I don't think we were talking about the weed. “Lemme go check,” I said, running upstairs. I caught Josh as he was coming back and stopped him, “Hey man, that kid is looking to get plowed.” “What?” he asked with a glimmer in his eyes. “Last week I got him high and fucked him hard. I think he's back for round two.” “Damn, you fucked him with his brothers downstairs? Legend man!” he fistbumped me. “So you wanna train this kid?” “Fuck yeah!” “Ok, no matter what you do, don't toke off his joint.” Josh gave an evil grin “Oh fuck yeah...I'm in.” I grabbed one of laced joints and a couple normal ones and we headed downstairs. “You grab papers?” Sammy asked. “Your weed is no good here!” I proclaimed, “Here, rose oil special.” I handed him the joint and I could see the slight hesitation on his face. “And one for you Josh,” and I handed him a normal joint. “He likes the rose oil also?” Sammy asked shocked. “Eat it up little man,” Josh said lighting his joint up. “Cool,” Sammy said, a little more relaxed. I reached over and lit his joint and we made eye contact for a moment. “It's cool man, just like before.” He nodded and leaned forward for the flame. He took a long drag and I knew we were in for a party.

Part Two We were a few minutes into Fortnite and I could see him start to relax. “So baseball huh?” He nodded as he fired, “Shortstop.” “Nice, that's a tough position to play.” He shrugged as he killed a player, “I'm not bad.” “So you have to be super popular right?” He shrugged again, “I gotta a lot of friends.” “Girlfriends?” He looked over and smiled at me, “A few.” I wasn't surprised but I made a big deal about it, “Dude, you a player?” “I like keeping my options open,” he said taking another hit, “How much pussy you get?” I lifted my shirt to show my abs and grinned, “Dude I'm starting attacker, I'm beating them off with a stick.” He gazed at my torso and then looked away, “Nice abs.” “Lemme see yours.” He looked at me with a loopy smile and pulled his shirt off. God damn I was right, this kid was perfect. He had nice pecs and a fucking eight pack with deep, defined cuts. His nipples were dark, quarter sized and begging to be bitten. “Jesus dude,” I exclaimed truthfully, “Can I touch?” He nodded and I ran my fingers up his abs and then to his pecs. He closed his eyes for a moment and I knew the joint was kicking in. I tweaked his nipple and his eyes flew open as he gasped. “Don't man! They're super fucking sensitive.” “Oh really?” I said with an evil smile. He nodded and I could see the unfocused gaze in his eyes, “Yeah....my girl knows I'll do anything once they start getting tweaked.” He was feeling no pain. “Anything?” I said reaching out and giving them a twist. He let out a moan and tried to swat my hands away, “Come on man...” His eyes were barely open and his hand just fell to his side. “You said anything...” I said pinching them again. He whimpered and I saw him stick his chest out, just begging for more. “Come on man...” he whined. I leaned in and licked one and he gasped, “What the...” I nibbled on it and he moaned and his protests fell flat. I moved over to the other nipple and he just kept making noises that might have been words but I wasn't sure. I went back to tweaking them with my hands as I moved up and nibbled on his neck. He threw his head back and stopped fighting it. I moved up to his ear and he squealed a little. “What are you...” he slurred as pressed my mouth to his. At first nothing, he just laid there but as I moved a hand over his crotch he responded with a moan, which allowed me slip my tongue in. His cock started to harden in his shorts and as it did he began to kiss back. I don't even think he knew what was going on any more, he was just enjoying it. I couldn't believe what I was feeling, his cock got bigger and bigger under my touch until it seemed massive. I broke the kiss and opened his shorts, he was just lying there, drool at the corner of his mouth. “Lift your hips up Sammy,” I said pulling them down. Like a good little boy he raised his ass as I slipped his shorts and boxer briefs down. A fucking man's cock slipped free and slapped his abs with a solid thud. I looked on with amazement, this high school kid had a cock bigger than mine! It was easily nine inches and too thick to wrap my hand around, I know because it was the first thing I did. “Ohhh....” he moaned, eyes still closed, as I stroked the length of him. Jesus Christ he was hot. His pubes were trimmed neat and I could see his balls were smooth as a baby's bottom. He had a deep tan line that told me he had spent most of the summer in nothing but swimming shorts. “Jesus you're fucking huge,” I said out loud. He smiled and nodded, “It's a family thing...” he muttered. “Your brothers are hung too?” With slurred speech he said “Parker family tradition...” and then trailed off. I leaned down and licked the huge purple head and he groaned and thrust into my mouth. “Yeah....suck my cock...” He had no idea who he was talking to...he just wanted to feel good. I could make him feel good. His cock filled my mouth as I tried to go down as far as possible. His hands weakly gripped the sides of my head as he tried to face fuck me. He was a leaker, a steady flow of precum filled my mouth as I worshiped this kid's horse cock. He got into it, bucking his hips like a bronco as my tongue tried to swirl around his shaft. I let it slip out of my mouth and the wet slap of his cock against his shredded abs was as erotic as fuck. I licked the underside for a while and then moved down to his balls. They were bigger than fucking eggs so I took one in my mouth and swirled it around. He moaned ever louder as I relished the smooth skin. I moved to the other and he was just crying out in pleasure and I slathered him with my spit. He was in heaven and didn't give a fuck who I was. Grabbing the sides of his muscular thighs I pulled them apart and leaned him back some, exposing that perfect baseball ass. I don't know if you've ever fucked a baseball player but let me inform you, they have the best asses. Hard, tight melons of pure muscle with just enough meat to jiggle. I loved baseball players and knew I was going to take my time with this ass. I licked under his balls and his moans stopped. As I moved down and assaulted his perineum he let out a low growl that told me I was the first one to do this to him. He tried to grab my head but I was leaning him back farther and farther in the bean bag, exposing his ass to the air. Spreading his cheeks I could see hit tight little pink hole looking back at me, dying to be broken. As I started licking around the outside he let out a lustful, “What are you doooooing to me?” As I got closer to his hole I could see his pucker tighten up, a reflex that most straight men had. I pushed my tongue into the center and felt the resistance stop me. “No...no don't...” he panted, his words slurring badly. Reaching up I tweaked his nipples and he let out an excited chirp and his hole opened in reflex. And my tongue dove in. There was aborted squeak from him as I pushed my way into his virgin ass. His hole was fighting the feelings he was experiencing, it would clench shut and then open fully, allowing me deeper entrance, which caused him to resist again. We fought like this for about a minute before he let out a sigh and his hole relaxed completely. My whole tongue violated his ass and he let out a moan of complete pleasure. He wasn't the first start jock I had tongue fucked, now that he stopped fighting me I need him to want it, crave it. I don't want to brag but I had a pretty talented tongue. The girls and guys I had eaten out had complimented my on the length and strength of my tongue and from the sounds little Sammy was making he was enjoying it too. He had moved from fighting to allowing to actually pushing back into the invader as I pushed his legs apart wider to get just a quarter inch more access. He was babbling mess, this fucking pretty straight jock was begging me to tongue fuck him blindly and we had just started. I stopped and lowered his legs and he gave me a panicked look for a moment until he felt my finger push into him. His mouth opened in shock and I leaned in and kissed him hard. Again I don't think he even knew what was happening, that I was a guy or anything. All he knew was pleasure so he went with it. The walls of his ass fluttered around my finger as he kissed me back. I could hear the sloshing from my spit and slid a second finger into him. He moaned into my mouth as I pushed deeper into him, looking for the key to our next adventure. My fingertip moved over his prostate and his ass clenched as his tongue went nuts in my mouth. I stopped kissing him as I started to just pound his joy button with my hands. “W-what....no....ohmygod...what are you....oh harder...” I smiled as he went from concerned to shocked to rapture in a moment of seconds. I slid my fingers out and said, “Push out...” I shoved three into him and he stopped breathing as his ass tried to cope with the girth. He looked like he was going to complain when I rubbed two fingers over his spot and he just relaxed and practically purred. “Yeah...oh....yeah there....” he panted as I drilled him hard. His huge cock was spitting precum all over his abs as it twitched every time I hit him. He was too out of it to stroke himself off, he was just delirious with all the new sensation he was feeling. Once I felt no resistance at all from three fingers I knew it was time. I slipped my shorts off with one hand as I kept finger fucking him. My cock was bobbing in front of me, begging for some fun. I slowly removed my fingers and he hissed and then let out a plaintive moan. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed some lotion and slathered up my cock. “You like that?” I asked, moving over him. He gave me a stupid smile and he nodded. I raised his ass again and pressed my cock to his hole. “This is going to feel even better,” I said as I lowered his ass. He slowly pressed down onto my cock, the head cresting at his tight, little opening. “Wait...wait...” he said panicked. His eyes were wide open and he was clawing at my chest, “Wait...no....what are you...” I gripped his cock and started to stroke him which caused him to moan and lose concentration for a moment. The head of my cock popped into him and he gasped as I just stayed still. “No...no...you're....don't...you're in me...” he whined. I kept stroking him as I tweaked his left nipple. His eyes closed and he just groaned as he slid another inch down my cock. “Uhhh....” he whimpered as he kept sliding further down on my cock. I felt his ass cheeks hit my pubes and I knew I was balls deep in this kid. “W-wait...” he pleaded as I pulled slowly back. Instead of answering I just trust forward. He grunted and then let out a sultry moan as his cock twitched. I pulled back again and waited before thrusting into him. Again he grunted and then sighed, and I knew I was hitting him where I needed to. I began to piston into him and he began to moan, his head thrashing back and forth. I made sure to push up with my end thrust, making sure the head of my dick hit him squarely where it counted. His cock was rock hard as I began to fuck him hard, his hands that had been on my chest trying to stop me moved to my shoulders as he hung on. I spread his long legs and just went for it as he began to just whimper with each push. “W-w-hhhattt....” he asked as his cock bobbed back and forth. “You like that Sammy? You like that cock?” He shook his head as I slammed him again and again, he was saying no but his cock was begging for more. I grabbed his ankles and spread him wishbone style as I began to lay into him hard. His perfect little body was covered with a sheen of sweat as his eyes rolled back into his head and just accepted his fucking like a good boy. I really gave it to him for a few minutes, no words, no variety, just a plain old fashioned fucking. This was the next part about harvesting a straight jock's cherry, repetition. After about five minutes I stopped and pulled out of him. He gasped as my head plopped out of his former virgin hole and he looked at me confused. I moved over to the other beanbag and then pulled him over, his ass over my cock. “Come on Sammy, you know you want it.” He looked conflicted as his pucker touched the tip of my cock. “Come on...you can do it...” He closed his eyes and slowly lowered himself onto my cock. The look of radiance on his face as he felt me enter him almost made me cum right there. He bit his lower lip as I he bottomed out on me. He sa ton my cock and opened his eyes to look at me. “Good boy...” I said putting my hands on his hips. I raised him up some and he moaned as I let him go, falling on my cock. I did this about a dozen times before I could feel him helping me. Slowly I lessened my grip and watched as this little baseball jock began to fuck himself on my cock. “You like that Sammy?” I asked as he bounced up and down. He nodded as he slammed down hard onto me, each time that donkey dick spurting a little more precum. “Tell me you want it Sammy, tell me what you want....” He was silent as kept fucking himself so I stopped him and his eyes flew open and locked with mine. “Tell me what you want.” You could see the conflict on his face so I pushed into him. His eyes closed and he moaned and I stopped. “What do you want?” “Fuuuck mee....” he pleaded, the last dregs of his resistance vanishing. I pushed up into him and pulled him closer as I began to bunny fuck him hard. His arms went around me as he geld on for dear life. My cock was smashing his guts everywhere and from the whimpers coming from him it was everything he hadn't know he wanted. I could feel him pushing down onto me as I pushed up, our hips slapping loudly as we both got into it. He was out of it, he didn't care of he was straight or gay or whatever. He was too fucked up to know anything but pleasure and he wanted more of it. And I was ready to give it to him. After a few I tossed him off my cock and told him to get on all fours. He assumed the position and looked back at me like an eager puppy. I grabbed the back of his sweat matted hair and rode him for all it was worth. He was begging me after a minute or so, I mean what could I do but give the boy what he wanted. I watched the muscles in his back roll as he reached under himself and started stroking his big cock. “You like that cock Sammy? You like that cock in you?” “Yea..yeah....fuck me....fuck me harder....” he said between strokes. Grabbing his neck I pulled him up and began to nibble on his ear as I fucked him. He whined as he fisted his cock for all it was worth. I applied pressure and cut off his air as he got closer. If he knew he was without air he didn't show it, all he did was stroke faster and push back onto me like his life depended on it. I heard an aborted choke from him as his ass tightened around my dick. Letting go of his throat his cock exploded with cum. Ropes and ropes of teen cum painted my floor as he convulsed around my hard cock, feeling his first fuck in all it's entirety. After about four shots he whimpered as his cock kept flowing, his ass tight as a vice. My cock began to pulse and I knew I was about to breed his jock boy good. I pushed all the way into him and whispered into his ear, “Take my load boy, fucking feel me shoot into your pussy.” As I began to cum he moaned, it was a combination of shame and lust as a part of his mind realized what he was doing while the other part of him loved every second of it. He passed out on my cock, his body spent from his first violation. About an hour later his brothers came looking for him and found him asleep on my bed as I played Fortnite. “I think he drank too much,” I said smiling, “He just passed out.” John rolled his eyes, “Typical Sammy, talks a good game but is a little bitch in the end.” He reached down and picked his little brother up, “Thanks for looking out for him man.” I gave him a wink, “My pleasure man, he's a cool kid.” They both nodded and left, leaving me with a satisfied smile. And a desire for more....much, much more.

I have a standing rule for myself that each time the youngest possible person within my range flakes or ghosts on me, or otherwise demonstrates a lack of maturity, I disqualify his age from those I knowingly agree to service. So far, the bar has gradually notched up to 26, and has stayed there for a while. That is not to say, of course, that I never get fucked by anyone younger - I take anon loads and turn no one away when I do it, so without a doubt I get fucked by young men below my threshold. If they contact me first on the apps, I try to discourage anyone under 26, but I know for a fact it doesn’t always deter them. And honestly I would rather they came and used me than take a risk somewhere else, because my goal is to provide a safe, welcoming place for men to have a sexual experience, relax, and perhaps even learn. In spite of my rule, there are two special young men whom I give my body to because they initially came to me with a request to learn. One is a 21(now 23)-year-old who wanted to learn how to Top because he had difficulty psychologically staying hard enough. He’s made excellent progress, but still has some work to do to take down his barrier. His erect cock is a piece of art. The other young man, now 24, came to me brimming with curiosity about what it would be like if he could actually play out his sexual desires with another man. As so few of us are ever fortunate enough to get to do this, I have allowed him free use of my body for his experimenting. He has taken full advantage of the opportunity, and has grown both in knowledge and confidence. I don’t know that I like the notion that I might be acting as a sexual ‘teacher’, leading young men down a darker path, but if they’re headed that direction anyway, I don’t mind being a lamp-post.

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

Just wanted some others to share their experiences. This was a first time for me. I was quite sunburned and could not comfortably wash properly for a couple of days. I was sat in underwear with no shirt on and began to become very turned on by my own armpit smell. Never happened before, but I found myself holding my hand under my arm to then remove it and savour the smell it and lick my fingers. Nice bit of freely available self pleasuring!!

Love being topped by cute younger or smaller guys.

Nothing... It's the fact that a Black man did so much good that the narrow minded right wing can't stand it

Geezzz... You drank a lot of the Kool Aide didn't you. Maybe it's the tertiary syphilliss.

OMG too many to list! From twink boys to daddies! I have a recurring wish to win the lottery and have these guys come over for a night of non-stop loading me up hard! Peto Coast Donte Thick Scott Finn Joel Someone Dante Colle Lance Hart Devin Trez Alejandro Castillo Mickey Taylor Michael DelRay Zack Grayson Ethan Wolfe Tim Skylar Logan Stevens Blue Bailey Nate Grimes Lucas Knight Austin Locke Ryan Powers Gabe Issacs and so many more!

Thanks for the advice guys and somewhat tough love as well. I do realize as a bottom I'm going to have to suck some cock (or maybe a lot of cock....lol) and I'm just going to have to suck it up.... I do hope I have the stamina to last for say an hour plus. The original top that I have been with that is hosting can fuck forever seemingly without cumming and he also has a pretty thick cock so I was getting pretty sore last time I was with him. I'm hoping with other tops cumming first that will push him over edge and entice him to cum.

My record in a day has to be at least 25/30. I was young, feminine and high and horny as fuck. So yes, I begged to suck every dick in near distance so I could eat some cum.

All the time when I was slutting it up in the sauna. Since I moved mostly to parties, zero. Seems the party crowd take better care of themselves, at least around here. I got syphilis from a one on one with a friend though. If you’re BBing you’re going to get STIs. My take? Suck it up, it’s so worth it 😜

Thank you. I try my best.

You're a fucking idiot.

Thank you for pointing out all the ignorant fuck wits I will most certainly not ever have sex with. I had a date that was going very well. Went back to my place and were watching a movie in bed. I would have totally taken his dick. However, he passively mentioned that he voted for Trump. I fucking told that stupid cunt to get the fuck out of my house immediately. Fuck off with ignorant xenophobic nonsense. I don't care how hot you are if you're a racist, ignorant, cunt you can just fuck right off and die. Bye.

If anyone was curious, this is our Sammy, John and Eli...

My sexual life was very low-key; furthermore, meagre in the last weeks. The guy I fell in love with had not too much time for me. We didn’t meet in the half of September. I met with two old fuckbuddies, but I didn’t enjoy the sex. I could only think of him. Thursday he announced that he couldn’t feel the same and suggested being only friends. Bullshit. I couldn’t sleep and around 1am, a guy texted me to join them. Four guys were at his place. Although I was tired, and sad I hoped that a bareback party would be able to handle my mood. I was wrong, I didn’t enjoy the party. Moreover, I had to wake up early, so I left them and promised I would be better partner next time. Yesterday, around 10pm, he texted that some guys were there again. So, I could proof what I promised. After a long preparation of myself I arrived around midnight and kept my promise. I stayed there until 10am. When I arrived, a top, a bottom and two versatile were there. Plus a totally useless guy, who didn’t do anything and later left. I was the oldest, the bottom was 28, the others in their thirties. The top and the versatiles fucked every body. Sometimes we fucked in pairs but it was more typical that while someone was being fucked, the other sucked or let him suck. And many times we fucked the fuckers. Later the top left but two versatiles arrived soon. Although everybody had good tools but on of the newcomers had a huge dick. However he loved to be fucked. So, we continued this orgy. Around morning two other tops came, they fucked almost everybody. I got only two loads, which doesn’t seem two much but I enjoyed the whole party. And as a good guest I gave my only one load to the host tight hole. Bareback house parties are always my favourite and it was one of the best. I fucked with all the eight guys. They were different types but none of them were picky. We all knew that we were there to enjoy each other’s holes, mouths and cocks. And we really did it.

I strongly believe that any LGBTQI2S+ person that supports Trump is acting against their own interest, as well as the interest of the whole country. Trump is a bigot. Trump is a terrible leader. Trump is corrupt. Trump is a fascist. We have an obligation to oppose Trump and to shame his supporters.

Last week I had my second and final Tucson layover for the month and at least through the end of October. The multi load daddy top from my last trip wanted to meet up again, and hopefully find some others to share my hole with. I went looking on the fuck sites and apps a week prior to my arrival, and found about 6 guys that were willing, schedules permitting. But on the day of my arrival, I only had confirmation of the daddy top, and one other hung top from BBRT. I checked in around 1:45pm, started to get my hole ready, and went cruising for others to join at 6pm. As 6:00 was approaching, I found 2 random guys online and daddy top messaged to say he was bringing someone with him. Hung top was the first to arrive. We got naked and kissed a bit before I started sucking him. He was a solid 8.5" and had a hefty girth to him. During the oral warmup, one of the random guys came in. This random guy was the first to fuck me. He barely said a word, but got me on on my back as hung top stood behind him and worked his nips and I think played with his ass. As random #1 was fucking me, random #2 came in. Random #1 spent about 10 minutes fucking before he blew his load. He started to get dressed and by then random #2 had starting to fuck me doggy on the edge of the bed. Hung top just watched and stroked as #2 fucked me for a few minutes and blew his load. He also didn't hang around, cleaned up and got dressed right away. With 2 loads in me, it was time for hung top to slide in. Man, did his dick ever fill me up and then some. We had a nice and easy rhythm going when daddy top and his bud arrived. He was late (his bud was late) and missed seeing the 2 others breed me, which he was bummed about. Hung top pulled out and let daddy top's bud at my hole. He also didn't say much and I got the impression he was a little pressed for time. He was average and fucked me, with the other 2 cheering him on. As the bud was fucking me, I got my first taste of daddy top's dick. I love his dick. THICK and 7.5", it's a perfect size to hard pound for an extended period of time. In maybe 10 minutes, the bud had dumped a load and was getting cleaned up to leave. Daddy top now got down to felch some of what was in my ass. He moaned and groaned as he ate my hole, and then came up to kiss and feed me some of the cum. Holy shit, this hot guy sharing the loads he sucked out of my ass was so HOT! As we were making out, he slid in my hole and gave me a quick load. Which, of course, he felched and shared with me. Now it was hung top's turn again. He got me on my stomach and started to pound me good and hard. Daddy top was being pretty verbal, watching and letting me suck his dick as this was happening. They traded positions again and as daddy top was fucking me again, hung top pulled out of my mouth to watch daddy's dick pounding me. As it turned out, hung top got turned on and came on daddy's dick as he was fucking me. So daddy fucked that load into me, rolled me on my back, and gave me his second load. The three of us chatted for a little bit, and hung top decided it was time to head out. The 2 tops exchanged numbers and will try to get together and tag a bottom sometime. Now it was just me and daddy top left. Over the next 90 minutes or so, I got 3 more loads from him, totaling 5. Just from him. He'd give me a load and we'd make out for a while, then repeat. I'm sad this will be my last Tucson layover for a while, I'm hoping for more in November. But he was also receptive to meeting up in Phoenix for some weekend play time. And I'll definitely be doing that ASAP. I have a couple of decent layovers in October, so I might be able to find some dick someplace. Fingers crossed.

Chapter 4 I got a room and settled in. Took a quick walk around in my jock and saw one hot guy that smiled, licked his lips, touched his nip and was stroking his dick through his towel. I smiled back and kept walking to my room. Once there I took out a booty bump rig, laid on the bed and threw my legs up and over my head so my hole was pointing towards the ceiling. I then emptied the rig deep inside me and counted down 5 minutes. "Damn, look at you. You white boys love to get fucked don't you?" said the man I had seen earlier. I was shocked and a little embarrassed. I had thought I had shut and locked the door. Dropping his towel, he closed the door as I began to bring my legs down. "Hey now, go back like you were. Keep that ass up for me. And in case you were wondering, I had the attendant let me in. He's buds with me and another bro", he said as he came closer to me. His dick was thicker and longer than any dick I had seen before besides porn. He stood about 6'2", ripped abs, bulging arms, toned beefy chest, killer smile, and black. He reached out and slapped one ass cheek leaving his hand there as he massaged it. He stroked his dick with the other hand as he climbed up onto the bed. He then slapped my other ass cheek and began massaging both cheeks as he stood towering over me gyrating his hips as his dick slapped against my hole. "Hungry white boy I see. You just do a booty bump? Hmmmm? That hole is snappin at my dick. It wants to be filled with my black dick. That right?" My hole was hungry. But his dick was huge. I really didn't think I could take it. I said, "You are one hot fucker. Your dick is huge. I don't think". I was stopped as both his hands slapped my ass again, then he reached down and began to play with my nips as he tongue fucked my hole. He kept alternating playing with my nips and slapping my ass. Then he again stood up over me and slapped his dick on my hole, rubbing against it. Teasing it. "I bet you can take this dick. I know you can. You know you want to. Ever been fucked by a black guy!". I said no. "No joke, the saying is true once you go black. Besides your ad on bbrt doesn't say no blacks. Gotta have that pink white boy hole. I want it. Gotta have it. Gonna take it if I have to", he said. He took my legs and pulled them back down and then stepped off the bed. "What treats you got?", he asked. I got off the bed and grabbed the bag. Dumped it out onto the bed. "Damn white boy! So you like to slam! Hell fuck yeah!" He grabbed one .35 rig and the hose and told me to put out my arm. I hesitated. He put the rig in his mouth and pinned me to the bed. I couldn't move. He wrapped the tube around my arm and I was about to shout put when he looked me dead in the eye and told me to not make a sound or move if I didn't want to get hurt as he scratched my arm with the needle. I laid there. "I told you I wanted to fuck that white boy ass!" and in went the content of the rig. "Now you gonna beg for my big black dick. And my bud's big black dick too!". He held my arm up as the rush went thru me. My eyes rolled back in my head. This was stronger than I thought. I lost all fight in me. He then moved up further on the bed and fed me his dark meat while he grabbed both my legs behind him and then slapped my ass. I choked on his dick. But I kept trying to take more of him. He got off me and the bed and grabbed my boots and unlaced them. He then tied my wrists to hooks already in the wall above the bed. He took a sock and shoved it in my mouth. He then took my key and said he would be right back. I was flying. All I could think about was getting fucked by this super hot black stud. My door opened and he walked in, and closed the door, then dropped his towel. "You look so sexy all tied up white boy. You horny? Want this big black dick?", he asked. My hole was twitching like crazy and I nodded my head and said yes through the sock. "I did some thinkin. I want you so fucked up you can't be without dick pounding your hole. So let's grab some of those goods you got and get you all fucked up.". He grabbed another booty bump rig and the bag of shards, got up on the bed and pulled my ass up onto his chest. He then took out 2 large shards and pushed them as deep as he could into my hole. He twisted his fingers around and teased my prostate. He then pulled his fingers out and emptied the booty bump rig inside me. After he pulled it out he began to slap my ass cheeks again while he teased my hole with his tongue. "Yeah white boy. There you go. You're almost there. Just a couple more minutes.". I was squirming on the bed, bucking my hips to get his tongue inside my hole. My dick was hard and spurting more and more precum. He then backed away for a moment and reached into the bag and pulled out a shot of g. He said for me to drink it and not to make a sound when he removed the sock. I drank it down. He covered my mouth with his hand and asked if the sock was really needed. I shook my head no. He smiled. Then he reached over to the bag and took out the other .35 rig and looked at me, made a evil grin, then said to hold on while in lightning speed he wrapped my other arm, stuck the needle in, emptied the rig, took off hose, and stood back and watched as the rush took over. I was now totally fucked up. I couldn't speak. I just kept mouthing Fuck me fuck me fuck me. "There it is. You gotta have this big black dick don't you? Well time for a double play white boy!". He opened the door and this 6'6" tall, muscled and tatted black man entered the room. He had no towel and his dick was even bigger. It curved up with 2 huge balls hangin. The door closed. The new guy came to the head of bed and untied me. He grabbed me, picked me up and put me on my knees. He slapped my ass as he shoved two fingers in my hole, then three. He quickly pulled them out and spun me around and told me to open up to suck his dick. I could barely get the head inside my mouth. The first guy slapped my ass again and then shoved his dick up my hole in one motion. I tried to scream but couldn't with the huge dick trying to get deeper into my mouth. The first guy wasted no time pulling all the way out, slapping my ass, then going balls deep again and again. He reached down and grabbed my ankles and pulled them up then began jack hammering my hole. The pain was gone as I moaned and pushed back. These two were working me over. I began to shake and my dick drooled precum with every thrust. My eyes rolled back and I lost it. "Yeah white boy! Fuck yeah! Clamp down on my dick. Milk it. You're gonna cum like you never cum before!" He slapped my ass harder and pounded as deep and fast as he could. The second guy held onto my head as he pushed his dick further down my throat. He then slapped my face a couple times and then reached down and squeezed both my nips hard. I started shooting all over the place. My dick throbbed and pumped out my cum. My hole spasmed like never before. Every thrust caused me to blow. "Yeah white boy. Yeah. Take my black seed! Fuck yeah!" He grabbed my hair with one hand pulling me back forcing me to arch my back as he grabbed my throat, squeezing as he pulled back. He began to unload deep inside my hole. I could feel the throbbing of his dick as he froze sweat pouring onto my back. I could only groan in spurts. The second guy remained standing smacking my face with his dick. The first guy let me hair and neck go as he pulled his dick out now spent. He stood up, grabbed his towel, told the second guy I was all his and left the room. "Been told you got some treats in that bag. Why don't you take a couple shards and work them into that hot white hole for me?". He stood there waving his dick and stroking it. I crawled over to the bag and took out two shards. "Get on your back, put those legs up and work them inside your hole", he said. With my hole in his direction I put my legs up and began to push them inside my hole. He stood there moaning and stroking his dick. "Spread those legs nice and wide. Put the pillow under your ass. Get them in nice and deep.". He walked over to the bag and took out 2 more shards, then grabbed my ankles pulling them up over my head, my shoulders on the bed and held them as he pushed the shards inside me with his finger. He probed and tapped on my prostate as I moaned. I reached up and began to play with his nips. He added another finger and worked the two in and out of my now burning hole. He then added a third finger and was more forceful as he worked. He then pulled out his fingers and slapped my ass. In one quick movement he pulled my legs toward him. His dick was at the entrance to my hole. He bent over me and began deep kissing me. Played with my nips and slowly and steadily pushed his dick inside. "Good little white boy. Relax. You're gonna love my monster dick fucking your sweet hole". I began sweating like crazy. He kept pushing and sliding inside. Kissing me. Working my nips. Then he hit my second ring. I winced in pain and pleasure. He jerked his hips and popped in. I started to scream. He covered my mouth with his and deep tongued my throat. He then did several short pumps in a quick motion. I began to feel like I was going to cum. I told him. He just started to long dick my hole. I began shooting again all over the two of us. He laughed. Then his tempo began to quicken. He stood up and pulled me so my ass was hanging just over the edge of the bed. Then he grabbed my ankles and spread my legs as wide as he could. He looked down at me and said I was going to love this. He then pulled his dick all the way out and shoved it back balls deep. Again and again he did this. He got faster as he went. I reached up and tweaked his nips as I rolled my head from side to side. I felt like I was going to cum again. I looked up at him and he just smiled and said he knew cause my ass was gripping and milking his dick like crazy. He then jumped up on the bed, squatting over me with my ass now higher and jack hammered my hole. I couldn't control myself yelling for him to dick my ass, fuck it, rape it, pound it. Again I began shooting and groaning. Then he stopped. He kept his dick in my hole as he laid on his side and moved me onto my side. He then lifted one leg up and pulled my chest back a little and began licking my nip and neck. He long fucked me like that in slow full thrusts forever. It drove me crazy. He kept saying to me "there's nothing like black dick fucking white boy hole". He started to then raise my leg higher and pulled it back as he again jack hammered my hole. It was insane. He could feel me tensing up again and said he was close too. He then dropped my leg and again grabbed my ankles spreading my legs wide and really pounded my hole. His sweat dripped all over me. I started to reach down and stroke my dick. He shouted to me to not touch my dick and put my arms up behind my head. I did as he asked and his face turned almost mean looking and he drilled into me harder. His balls slapped against my ass. He then spit in my face and pummeled my hole harder. The bed creaked. I reached my arms up and pushed against the wall to brace myself and push back on him. I arched my back and then literally shook as I felt myself exploding as he moaned loudly and began to unload deep inside my hole. "Awwww, fuck! Shit! Motherfucker! Take my monster black dick! Fuck!", he shouted. He then released my legs and collapsed on top of me, kissing me, stroking my face and hair. "That was some hot white boy ass, gotta say. Where you been hiding?", he said. I told him I was just visiting for the weekend. He stood up and gave me another kiss, and left the room. I was spent. Beyond exhausted. But a huge smile on my face and now a wanting for black dick. I showered and took a cab back to my ex's. When I got there I could hear the shower running. I was still spun as fuck and got worried that my ex would notice. I tried to think about what I was going to say if he brought it up. I headed into the kitchen to hydrate a bit. The shower water went off as I was getting some ice from the ice maker. "Tim? Thought you were working late?" came a voice unknown to me. Tim was my ex's name. Tim had not mentioned a roommate or anyone he was involved in. I said, "Hello? Jay here. Visiting for the weekend." The voice then said, "Oh, hey there. Tim said you were visiting but hadnt seen you since you got here. He told me you were an ex of his. Was disappointed he wouldnt have much time on account of his new job". The voice sounded sexy and masculine. The volume got louder as he spoke and then entered the kitchen totally naked, drying off with his towel. I couldnt help but stare at his body and dick. He was so hot, 6' tall, v shaped, masculine, 40's, toned up, jet black hair, killer smile, goatee, 5 o'clock shadow, nice legs and arms, nips like erasers sitting on a firm chest, light chest hair with a treasure trail over his abs, and a cut dick that appeared to be rising every second.

With three Nobel Peace Prize nominations to date, he's doing something right.

I miss taking my late husband’s 8by6 for obvious reasons, but I miss being stretched out as well. Taking a big one regularly makes taking all the other big ones a lot easier. I can still make my hole loose, but it takes a lot more concentration these days.

I am a much better rimmer than cock sucker. I prefer getting fucked, but I love eating ass before the guy rails me.

I let young men find me. I don't go looking for them--they need to make the first move. And I usually breed young guys at sex parties, more then those on line.

If he’s legal I’ll fuck him.

As for the sling, I think lying in it while all cummers just came and used you while everyone watched was so hot. And I found it hilarious that there was that bloody bus stop outside and no one in the bloody queue had a clue what we were up to just feet away...

Chapter 20 Brandon The next month went much the same way. I would meet Scotty for our morning runs and at least three or four times a week I'd follow him home for a mutual sucking session. He'd always play with my hole as he was blowing me each time going in a little deeper. I found I really liked it, which scared the shit out of me. I could tell Scotty was trying to be patient with me. He never said a word but I knew he was getting frustrated that I wouldn't let him fuck me. So I did what every mature grownup does, I started avoiding him. Hey don't judge, I'm only 19. It had been about a month since my last blow job. I was horny as hell and I really did miss Scotty. I hadn't seen him in so long but was embarrassed for avoiding him. He'd texted me a couple times and at first I responded that I was too busy but then I just started to ignore him so of course he stopped texting. I felt really guilty but at this point I didn't know what to do. One of the best parts of my job was getting to know Matty. Even though we worked in different offices he'd been really helpful in showing me the ropes of working in a medical office. I loved how irreverent and funny he was, not to mention we were closer in age and he was hot as hell. It was officially 30 days since my last blow job and my right hand just wasn't cutting it. Matty and I had been eating lunch together every day. He'd come over and we'd eat in my office's small break room. I offered to go to him but he said their break room was being used for storage so there wasn't room. I just needed to check out my last patient of the morning then it'd be time for lunch. He was an older guy, I'd say about Scotty's age but not nearly as hot. I was making his follow-up appointment when I noticed he had the same tattoo on his wrist that uncle Pete and Scotty had. He saw me staring at it and asked, "you like my tat son?" "Oh, yea it's nice." "You got yours yet?" "Ahh, not yet sir." "Well, if you ever want a dose of my venom just let me know. I love sharing the gift." What the fuck! I just nodded, he smiled and left. I'd never really given that tat much thought but between Scotty's comments and that last guy it got me thinking. I had a little time before Matty was due so I jumped onto google to do some research. Working in a doctor's office I at least knew the tattoo was a biohazard symbol. What I didn't know was why anyone would want that permanently on their body, even if it did look really hot. I typed in biohazard tattoo meaning and my mouth hit the floor when I saw the result. Fuck me! Did that mean that guy, Scotty and my uncle were all HIV positive? That would explain Scotty's lecture about gifting and never wasting cum but damn that was a lot to digest. So of course that's the exact moment Matty walked in. "Hey cutie, how's your Wednesday going?" I quickly closed the web page and smiled at him, "it's been good yours?" "You look guilty, what were you just looking at," he asked with a wicked grin on his face. "Ahh, oh, nothing. I was just doing a bit of research." "Hmm, sure you were. Anyone ever tell you, you turn bright red when you get embarrassed?" "Scotty tells me that all the time," I responded guiltly, realizing I hadn't seen him in a month. "Come on let's eat, I'm starving." I got up and lead him to the break room. He caught his breath and I stopped and turned back to face him. "Well whatever you were researching, it seems to have gotten you rather excited," he said staring right at my crotch, which left absolutely no doubt whatsoever that I was rock hard. Well fuck me! "I, umm, yea, I, umm." "Yep, fucking adorable." He patted my ass and walked into the break room. He sat down and said, "okay, spill it, what's got you so horned up?" "Nothing, really it was nothing." "Right, if your cock was any harder it would have ripped out of your pants." I blushed even more. "I was just seeing what a tattoo meant." "Uh ah, and just what's this mysterious boner inducing tattoo?" He was really enjoying my discomfort. "The biohazard symbol," I answered quietly. "Well it's about fucking time!" "Wait, what?" "Scotty has been patiently waiting for you to pull your head out of your ass and realize your one of us." "I'm sorry, what?" "Come on Brandon. You're a smart boy, you know what I'm talking about." He reached over squeezed my hard cock, unzipped my pants, pulled my dick out and swallowed me whole. I was so horned up I shot my load in seconds. Then, without even thinking I took Matty's cock out and went to town. "Yep, you're nothing but a slut like the rest of us. It's time for you to aknowldege your place among us, stop being such a coward, take a dick up your fucking cunt and join your true family." With that he'd started cumming, and before I knew what was happing I was shooting my second load all over the floor. Damn! I had never shot a second load so fast. Matty patted my head, zipped up his pants, grabbed his lunch and said, "you know what you need to do. Scotty's been more than patient with you. If I were him I'd have taken your cherry weeks ago." He looked me straight in the eye and said, "stop pussyfooting around and embrace your destiny." With that he grabbed his uneaten lunch and left the room. I spent the rest of my lunch break in a state of aroused shock. I spent the next two days in even more of a haze. Matty didn't come over for lunch either and all I could think about was getting fucked by Scotty, taking his deased cum deep inside my ass. I mean I'd already swallowed his loads countless time, wasn't this just the next logical step. I watched lots of barebacking porn and consistently shot the biggest loads when the guys fucking had biohaz tats. I even watched videos on how to clean out to make sure I would be properly prepared to take a dick up my ass. I was still nervous as hell but if I didn't get fucked and fucked soon I think I was going to lose my sanity. So Saturday morning I made sure I was cleaned out, put on my old running shorts that left nothing to the imagination and headed out to change my life forever.

Chapter 13 “Josh, I’m going to go pay the check, hopefully without too many people noticing my erection. If you’re serious about getting knocked up meet me outside the diner. This is your one chance to change your mind.” I made it to the counter with only a few disgusted looks from a few people and several more looks from guys who were practically licking their lips. Josh was waiting for me outside. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his apartment, which thank god was just around the corner. We barely made it upstairs before he had his tongue down my throat. I pushed him down to his knees. “You’re a horny little fucker aren’t you? Get me wet, that’s all the lube you’re getting.” He pulled my shorts down and went to town. He noticed the bio tat on my hip and started tracing it with his finger while he continued to suck me.” “You like that ink huh.” He moaned even louder. I pushed him off my dick and told him to strip. He had a studio apartment so it didn’t take much to make it to the bed. “Get on your back present your pussy to me.” He immediately assumed the position with his legs in the air. “Fuck look at that hairy hole,” I said then dived in to get a taste. I ate his 22 year old ass like I was starving. He was going crazy. “Fuck me uncle Scotty, fuck me. Stick your toxic cock in my neg pussy and fucking knock me up! Please,” he whined. I removed my tongue and replaced it with my fingers. Two slipped in rather easily. Mmm looks like you’re already a little loose.” “My neighbor fucked me right before I met you for dinner. He’s pretty big.” “I assume he didn’t breed you?” “No,” he said ashamed, “he used a condom.” I had worked up to three fingers now. “No condoms after tonight ever again. Understood?” “YES!” He screamed, “no condoms, no condoms.” I removed my fingers and was now standing at the foot of the bed with his legs in my hands. “This is your last chance. As soon as I shove my toxic dick deep in your neg pussy there’s no going back.” “Do it!!” In one go I was balls deep inside him. My dicks about 6.5” and pretty thick. “You like that toxic precum lubing up your pussy?” “Oh fuck!” he said. I started pulling in and out making him moan each time I rammed my cock back inside. “Don’t stop! Knock me up!!” He kept saying over and over. I’m not sure how long I continued to plow his ass. I think we both lost track of time, but eventually I could tell I was close so I shoved my cock as deep as possible and blew my load. It’s amazing how much bigger my loads seem to be when I’m breeding a neg hole. I looked my godson in the eye as I slowly pulled out. “How you doing Josh?” “Holy fuck that was awesome!” He looked down at his stomach which was covered in cum. “Damn boy, do you usually come without touching yourself?” “Nope, that was definitely a first.” “Well I’ll take that as a compliment. No second thoughts about the toxic cum fighting to change you forever?” “Only one.” Oh no here comes the regret, I thought. Then he said, “I need more!” “What was that?” “Don’t tease me uncle Scott. I need more poz cum!” “Damn I’m proud of you!” “Scotty not kidding here. I’ve never been so fucking horny in my life. Please I need more!” “Sorry, I need to recharge for a bit. I’m definitely more a bottom so I understand what you’re going through. Let me see what I can do.” I sent out a group text to the guys, Chad, Chris, Matty and Dr. Manning to see if any of them were available to offer their cum to a neg boy in need. I also sent them a pic of his cunt dripping with my load. While I was waiting for a response I went on bbrt to see if anyone was close by. Interesting, there was a poz guy that appeared to be right on top of us. I sent him a message, ‘hey, I have a young guy here who just took his first poz load and he’s hungry for more. You interested?’ ‘Fuck yeah! Fucked a guy earlier but he made me wrap up. Where’s the slut at?’ Turned out Josh and the guy lived in the same building. I gave him the apartment number and less than five minutes later there was a knock on the door. “Josh, get on all fours with your ass towards the door.” I let the guy in and greeted him. He immediately started stripping. “How did you convince this slut to take your poz load? I’ve been trying for months to breed him but he always makes me wrap up.” At the sound of the guys voice Josh turned his head and let out a squeak. “Eyes forward!” I snapped. “This doesn’t concern you.” He gulped and faced forward. “I think he’s a natural chaser, just needed the right push. I’m an old trusted family friend.” “Cool. I’d decided after I fucked him today that next time I was going to doctor the condom. His ass is just too good not to be pozzed.” With that he slammed his hard 8” cock all the way in causing Josh to scream out in pain. “Come on boy you’ve already had me in you once today and you have your friends toxic load inside you as lube, so man up.” While he was busy working on my godson’s ass I noticed I had a few messages from the guys. ‘Damn is that your poz load leaking from that nice ass?’ Asked Matty. ‘Umm a neg ass, I’m in,’ was Chad’s response. And Chris wanted to know how many loads he had so far. Dr. Manning’s text was the best. ‘Address?’ ‘Yep, my load. Just one so far but currently his poz neighbor is giving him his second.’ I then sent the address. Josh was moaning like a whore as the guy started grunting and blasted his load. He pulled out and Josh collapsed on the bed. I smacked his ass and told him, “hey slut, once someone’s given you their gift you always say thank you, then clean off their cock. No questions asked.” He quickly flipped around and thanked him profusely then started sucking his cock. When he finished Josh said, “I’m sorry for making you wrap up sir, thank you for the load I’ll never ask for a condom again.” “Oh you better believe that boy and I’m going to have to make you pay for all the times you made me go safe.” With that he told Josh to open his mouth. He held his face, spit in his mouth and said, “good boy, now swallow. Nice, there’s hope for you yet.” He turned to me and said, “thanks for breaking him in and inviting me over. Have a good night.” As he was opening the door to leave, there was another young man getting ready to knock. He backed up in surprise when the door opened. The neighbor winked at him and said, “the sluts all lubed up and ready for you, happy breeding.” The new guy looked confused and just shut the door behind him. “Uhhh Josh, what the fuck man?” He looked from Josh to me, both of us naked. “Zack, what are you doing here?” “We were supposed to meet at the bar for drinks an hour ago. I’ve been texting and calling you but you didn’t respond so here I am. Obviously you got sidetracked.” I’d taken a seat on the bed and was stroking my dick which was rapidly starting to wake up and took a good look at Zack. He looked about the same age as Josh, 5’8”, cute, a few extra pounds. Very fuckable. “Sorry Zack, I had dinner with my uncle Scott and well we...” he stopped and looked at me and then back to Zack, not quite sure what to say. I jumped in, “sorry I didn’t mean to monopolize him tonight, we just lost track of time.” Josh, your uncle’s fucking you?” “Well, technically he’s my godfather, I just call him my uncle.” This whole time Josh was fingering his ass. After a few seconds he took his cum covered fingers and licked them off. Zack watched the whole time with his mouth open. “Holy fuck Josh, is that cum? Did they cum inside you? Did you bareback?” “Yes, yes and oh my god yes! Zack you have to try it. I’m never using condoms again.” My phone pinged so I got up to check it. As I did Zack noticed my bio haz tat on my back. He stage whispered to Josh, “dude he has a biohaz tat. Fuck that means he’s poz.” “Right again.” I noticed I could see Zack’s cock growing in his shorts. I grabbed his cock through the fabric and squeezed. “Seems like you kinda of like the thought of poz com yourself son.” “No, no, no, I don’t want to be pozzed.” “Your brain maybe saying that but your cock doesn’t seem to agree. Does that turn you on seeing your friend finger his sloppy cunt?” Josh spreed his legs open and leaned back on the bed. “You should taste the cum, it’s delicious.” I pushed him forward and he automatically dropped to his knees and dove into Josh’s ass. As he was busy eating out Josh there was a knock on the door. I opened up to find Matty and the doc. I gave them both a hug and a deep kiss. “Hmm that’s not what I pictured when you said his poz neighbor,” Matty said motioning at Zack. “Oh no, you just missed the neighbor. That’s Zack, Josh’s neg friend who just stopped by to check on him since they were supposed to meet up earlier tonight. Oh and he does not want to be pozzed.” “Could have fooled me!” Matty said. Doc added, “well we’ll just have to see what we can do to change his mind.

Chapter 9 I’d been stuck in the apartment for a week now. By Friday morning I was climbing the walls. Thank god I had the appointment tonight. I’d finally know for sure if I was poz and hopefully get fucked like crazy. At 5pm I walked into Dr. Manning’s office. The minute Matty saw me he jumped up, ran around the counter and threw his arms around me. “Scotty! I’ve missed you, hot stuff.” “Matty you were at my place Wednesday.” “I know but your were all sickly then and now you’re positively glowing.” “Do you know something I don’t?” He stuck out his lip and pouted only like Matty could get away with. “No! Dr. Meany wouldn’t divulge the results. Something about health care privacy. He insisted you know first.” I burst out laughing. “I missed you Matty.” “Doc wants to see you in his office before we all get naked. You can go ahead he’s waiting for you.” His office door was open so I just stuck my head inside. Fuck he was so handsome. He already had his scrubs top off and was just looking at his computer while playing with his nipples.“Hey doc. Looking good. You wanted to see me!” “You’re looking much better yourself. How you feeling?” “Not back to a 100% yet, but definitely getting there.” “It may take a few more days to be back to normal. Just remember to take it easy. Well except for tonight.” He grinned that sexy wicked smile. “Sit, let me check you out real quick.” He took my temperature and blood pressure. “Everything looks good. Your coloring is back to normal too.” I reached up and pinched one of his nipples. He slapped my hand. “Behave! There’ll plenty of time for that when I’m done examining you. God why are poz bottoms so fucking impatient?” “Wait what?” “You heard me you sexy slut. Did you really have any doubts?” “Well I didn’t want to get my hopes up just in case I was still neg.” I jumped into his arms and gave him a deep kiss. “I’d wager to bet that with that first massive breeding we gave you, your neg cunt never stood a chance, but there’s nothing like getting absolutely confirmation.” He grabbed my hand and said, “come on strip. You have several horny fuckers who have been hounding me all day to tell them the news.” We both got naked and he lead me to the playroom. Gotta say guys there’s something fucking liberating walking around your doctor’s office naked with your doctor’s hand on your hard dick leading you to the fuck playground. We entered the room and Chris, Chad and Matty were all standing there stroking their hard cocks in front of the sling. “So,” they all called out as one, then started laughing. “You want to tell them Scotty?” “I don’t know I think you should be the one.” “Oh fuck the both of you. Just tell us damnit!” Matty yelled. I got a huge smile on my face. “Congratulations guys, you knocked me up.” “Congrats you slut!” They were all still standing in front of the sling. I was kind of expecting a little more of a reaction. Doc put his arm around me. “Now Scotty, we know you lean more towards bottom but we hope with your newly gained status in the poz club that you’ll not be selfish and that you’ll share the precious gift you’ve been given.” They were all looking at me with very proud looks in their eyes. “Chad and I talked about this a lot during the week. I understand my responsibility and fully intend to spread the gift!” They all cheered and surrounded me patting me all over my body. With them closer to me I noticed the sling for the first time. Already secured with a hungry look in his eyes was the cutest ginger I’d ever seen. The doc smiled and said, “meet Adam. When he heard we had a newly pozzed up member of our family he wanted to meet you and present his neg pussy for you to dump your first motherfucking toxic load deep inside.” “Fuck yeah! Thanks guys. I’m so horny, now I understand why y’all wouldn’t let me cum all week.” My hard dick was leaking like crazy. “We’ve got him all prepped for you, “Chad grinned holding up a toothbrush with bright red bristles” “What he doesn’t get Matty’s torture device?” “We decided to go old school tonight, plus I forgot to bring that PA. I only have my smooth one in tonight and we wanted to make sure we knocked the slut up good.” Matty smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “Um excuse me,” Adam said. “I know you’re all excited about Scotty’s new status but there’s a very horny, very neg ass in this room that needs a very poz dick to fuck the shit out of him, now please!” “Fucking bossy bottoms,” doc said. “Scotty you heard the man. Get busy.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I shoved my cock into Adam without warning and started to breed his neg ass for all I was worth. The guys cheered me on all the while stroking their very hard cocks. “Knock the fucker up.” “Breed that neg ass.” “Give him you first very toxic load!” “Poz that motherfucker.” “Yeah you want my poz load?” I screamed. “Yes!!! I need to be pozzed. Please give it to me.” That put me over the edge and I started shooting one of the biggest loads of my life. “Here it comes you fucker. Welcome to the family!” After that it became a no holds bar fuckfest. Adam got at least one load from each of the other guys and I gave him one more. They strapped me down to the fuck bench after I dumped my first load. They said I had to top more now but my first priority was still to be their poz bottom cum dump. Several hours later as we were all trying to catch our breath, Chad crawled over to my space on the floor where I had crashed and rested his head on very tired crotch. “So slut, got any plans tomorrow?” “Besides sleeping till noon, nope. Why,” I asked cautiously. “We have an appointment with Max tomorrow afternoon to get you some new ink. Imagine Max’s surprise when I made the appointment and told him what you wanted.” Oh shit, I tensed up. Max didn’t know I was gay and he was the straightest guy I knew. “Fuck what did he say?” “Let’s see, his exact words were, ‘wait Scott’s gay? No fucking way. And he’s a fucking chaser. I’m so going to kill him’.” “Wait what??” “He said if knew you were gay he’d have knocked-up your ass years ago when you went in for your first tat. He has a huge crush on you.” “Okay now you’re fucking with me. Max is not gay. That man is as straight as they come.” “Funny he said the same thing about you.” Matty started laughing. “When will we learn that looks can be deceiving. You thought I was a screaming bottom, I thought you were a total butch top, Max thought you were straight and you thought he was. Fucking hilarious!” Chad chuckled, “He did say you’d better be prepared to get fucked tomorrow. He may not be able to convert you but he sure as hell is going to add his strain to your toxic ass.” We all thought Adam had fallen asleep until he spoke up, “you guys mind if I come along? I’ve always wanted to get some ink.” “Fuck yeah! Max will love you,” Chad said. Just then doc got up and started pulling on his pants. “Okay boys. I think it’s time to call it night. It looks like Chad, Scotty and Adam have a date with a hot tattoo artist tomorrow.

Chapter 4 One of the perks of my job was that I can work from home a couple times a week with no issues from my boss. I don’t do it very often but Friday, this worked out perfect. It would allow me to get work done, make it to the gym at lunch and allow plenty of time for me to clean out before I headed to my appointment. I was strangely nervous excited all day. At around one I headed over to my gym, which conveniently was right around the corner, to burn off some of my pent up energy. It was pretty quiet for the middle of the day but I did notice a few hot older guys and few others who looked to be on their lunch breaks as well. Now when I’m at the gym I usually don’t pay attention to anyone else. I’m there to work out so I try not to get distracted by watching others. But fuck it, today, I couldn’t stop watching the guys wondering if they were gay and if so, did they fuck raw. After about 20 minutes I figured this was a lost cause so I packed it up and headed home. I didn’t get much work done in the afternoon; I just couldn’t concentrate. My mind kept going back to all those deliciously nasty stories about guys actively seeking toxic loads. As I was cleaning out I kept playing with hole thinking how good that raw cock felt. Since I was working from home I’d planned on just wearing shorts and a T-shirt. My big dilemma was do I wear boxer-briefs, a jock, or go commando. Fuck it I was wearing my jock. I loved the way it framed my tight ass. It was finally 5:30 as I walked into Dr. Manning’s office. Matty looked up from his computer and at first had a confused look on his face which quickly turned into a huge grin. “Holy shit Scott I almost didn’t recognize you. Damn you look good enough to eat.” I smiled back feeling a little self-conscious. “Come here sexy give Matty a kiss.” He leaned over his desk and laid a nice wet one on my lips. “Now go have a seat in the waiting room and quit distracting me.” I gave him a quick smile and went to take a seat. There was one other guy already there and he’d been watching the exchange between Matty and me. He winked at me and said “damn Matty why didn’t I get a kiss?” “Oh stop it Chad. You know I only kiss my favorites.” “Oh that hurts.” “Truth usually does.” He grinned and stuck his tongue out at the hunk apparently known as Chad. Chad turned his attention to me with a huge smile. “Love your tats. Where’d you have them done?” “Tat City on 3rd.” “Nice. Max?” “Yep.” “He’s done all of mine too.” “Excellent. I love his work. I’ve been going to him for years.” Okay so I know you want to know what Chad looks like...about my height, extremely toned, tanned, muscular, brown eyes, goatee. I’d say he was probably in his 40s. He was wearing a tank top and shorts. His tank showed off his amazing ink on his shoulders and upper arms. There is nothing hotter than a guy with tats. At least in my opinion. So basically my walking wet dream. I sat down next him and we started discussing tats. He’d just gotten a new one a couple weeks before. “I’ve been thinking about getting another one, I just can’t make up my mind. What’d you get?” He grinned, grabbed the strap of his tank top and pulled it down past his pierced nipple to reveal a big bio haz sign on his pec. “Holy fuck that’s hot!” Before I even knew what I was doing I reached out to trace his tat with my fingers. “Mmm he did great work, right?” “Oh fuck. Sorry man.” I said as I pulled my hand back. “No problem. I love it when a guy admires my ink.” He winked and licked his lips. “You need to get one. You’d be floored how much ass I’ve gotten since I got it.” “Really? I’d have thought it would scare guys away.” “No way, it’s a fucking magnet for those chasers. Let’s the neg boys know what’s on the table.” “I never would have thought it would be but fuck it’s sexy as hell.” “Do it man you won’t be disappointed.” “Uhh yeah I’m not poz.” “Damn, sorry. I just assumed.” “No problem.” He grabbed my hand and placed it back on his tat. “Who knows, play your cards right and you may just earn your own bio haz.” Fuck me! I was starting to get hard. He glanced down and noticed my shorts getting a little tighter and started smirking. “See fucking magnet.” At that exact moment I heard Chris clear his throat behind me. “Umm hope I’m not interrupting boys. Scotty you’re up. Chad honey, sit tight. We’ll be ready for your help shortly.” He has smiling from ear to fucking ear and I was just getting harder. “Take your time. I’m in no hurry. My whole evening is wide open.” He winked at me. “I’m sure I’ll be seeing you soon, Scotty.” Oh dear god please someone shoot me now. I got up and followed Chris; my dick leading the way. I started to cover it up but Chad brushed my hand away. “A hard dick is absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Let everyone know you’re horny and need to fuck. Isn’t that right Chris?” “Damn you boys keep this up I’m going to rip Scotty’s shorts off and start breeding him right here in the waiting room.” “Now Chris, remember what the doc said, no fucking in the waiting room.” Matty called out. “You’d have to do that in the break room.” Yep full on rock hard now. Chad just bust out laughing and Matty had a very smug look on his face. This appointment was not going how I imagined. Then again maybe it was going exactly as it should. Chris lead me to the exam room and had me hop up on the table. “You should just take off your shirt, it will make taking your blood pressure easier.” He managed to say with a completely straight face. “Umm okay. That’s a new one.” “Can’t blame a boy for trying.” He was trying really hard not to laugh. “Well let’s see how that blood pressure is especially with all that blood down there in your crotch.” He finished up and took the cuff off. “Looks really good. Why don’t you take your clothes off and the doc will be into see you in a few.” “Um I’m sorry all my clothes? I’m just doing a blood pressure check. Are you joking again?” “I never joke about getting naked. It says in your chart he wants to do a prostate exam. So he’ll want you naked for that.” He could see I wasn’t convinced. “Trust me it will be a positive experience Scotty. If you’d like I can go get you a gown to put on, but we’ve found most of our patients prefer to be naked.” He placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. “Trust me Scotty all of us here have nothing but your best interests at heart. Besides you’ve got a hot body; you need to show that fucker off. Oh yeah and I love your new shaven look.” He winked and left the room closing the door behind him. Okay, here goes nothing. I took my shirt off and stood up and was unbuttoning my shorts when the door opened and the doc walked in. “Scott, great to see you again. Thanks for coming in so late on a Friday.” He walked right up to me and gave me a big hug. “Have a seat and let’s see what’s going on with your blood pressure.” I kept my shorts on but they were still unbuttoned so you could easily see my jock. He looked at my chart and said “damn your BP looks great. Cutting back your dosage seems to be working. We’ll keep it as is for now then check it again in a few months. Now how are you doing with everything else? How was your month?” “Well doc, umm it was kind of weird.” I proceeded to tell him a bit of what had happened. When I was done he asked, “So the guy came in you, did you enjoy it or did it make you feel guilty?” “I loved it. I didn’t feel guilty until the next day.” “Interesting, so you were okay that night?” “Well,” I blushed and looked away from him. “I kinda went home and fingered myself. I ended up eating most of the load.” “Well Damn! That’s excellent. Did you discuss status?” “No, that’s why I think I’m a bit stressed. He told me after he shot his load that he hoped I enjoyed his gift. I know that may not mean anything but some of those stories I’ve been reading inferred that gift could mean a poz load so I’ve been a little worried.” “That’s perfectly understandable. Other than the stress how have you been feeling? Any flu or cold like symptoms?” “Nope I’ve felt fine.” “Did he cum in you just the once?” “Yes, just once.” “Have you had sex with anyone else since him?” “No.” “How does the thought that you might have taken a poz load make you feel?” “A little nervous.” “Interesting. You say that but your penis is hard and you appear to be leaking quite a bit in your jock there.” “Well damn!” “Okay Scott, here’s what I purpose. We do a rapid HIV test to check your status. If it comes back positive we’ll talk and make a game plan. If it comes back negative we’ll see what we can do to fix that. That sound good to you?” “Umm yeah okay.” Wait what did he just say? “Great. Take those shorts off, but you can leave the jock on. We won’t be needing your cock today so you can keep him covered.” He winked at me. “I’m just going to step out and grab a few things then we can get started.” Fuck! Me!