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Part Seven When we walked into Josh's room he was naked on his bed, legs spread. He was stroking his cock with some lube and the look of hunger on his face was palpable. Sammy wasted no time and walked over to the bed. He climbed up and straddled Josh's chest, his cock right in lacrosse stud's face. “Get me ready,” Sammy demanded. I was so turned on. Josh opened his mouth and Sammy pushed his cock into willing mouth. I watched Sammy's smooth as clench as he fed the old boy his enormous cock. Josh's hand gripped the two, hard mounds of muscle and forced as much of the swollen member into him as he could. I was about to say something when Sammy grabbed Josh's hair and ordered, “Use more tongue.” Josh actually moaned around the cock as he complied to the younger boys wishes. I wasn't sure who was getting off on this more, Josh for finding a younger, horse cock jock to fuck him or Sammy, having a fucking lacrosse jock worshiping him. Or me knowing I owned them both. I saw Sammy lean in and heard Josh start to gag as I watched my blond little baseball boy face fuck my best fiend. I stared to strip, knowing there was no way I could just watch this. Sammy pulled his cock out of Josh's mouth and barked, “Lick my balls, get on em!” Josh lapped at Sammy's smooth balls like a dog to peanut butter. I remember sucking on them myself and knew Josh was in for a good time. I sat down on the chair and started stroking myself watching Sammy go at it. “Lower,” he ordered Josh, moving up, making Josh go under his balls. Josh moved under Sammy and started shoving his tongue up Sammy's tight little hole. Sammy groaned as he relished the feeling of a guy four years older than him debasing himself by licking a high school jock's hole. He was in heaven. “Stop,” Sammy gasped, moving back, “Stop!” he snapped, pushing Josh back down. He sat there, breathing heavy on the bed as his cock dripped. “Lay down,” Sammy said with a deep voice, full of lust. Josh laid back and Sammy grabbed Josh's muscular legs and moved between them. “I have lube...” Josh said quickly. Sammy looked at him with a grin that came straight from hell, “You should have used more spit.” And shoved his cock into him. Josh let out a wail as Sammy sank nine inches of Texas made beef into his lacrosse ass. Josh held on for dear life as Sammy slammed his cock into him in one shot. Josh's head fell back as the air was knocked out of him. I fully expected Sammy to just start piledriving him but instead he just stood still, letting Josh adjust. It was an impressive move considering when I was his age I would have just humped as hard as I could. But he was learning, this wasn't just about sex. It was about power. “You feel that?” Sammy asked him and Josh nodded, trying to focus past the pain, “That's a real cock, not these little twigs everyone else has, that is a Parker cock.” To make his point he pulled back and inch and slammed his hips forward. Josh cried out in pain and in pleasure. “Tell me to fuck you.” Josh had a hand up against Sammy's hard abs, trying to gain a few seconds, “I want it sir....please...please go slow.” The smile on Sammy's face when he called him sir was priceless. Sammy slowly gyrated into Josh, making the older jock moan under him like a cat in heat. “You like the cock?” “Yes sir...oh god....yes....” I had to admit, Josh never begged me like that. But then again I didn't have Sammy's cock. Josh's cries became louder and louder as Sammy picked up speed and really started to fuck him. I marveled the way to the boy manhandled Josh, bringing Josh's legs to his shoulders and leaning down, fucking him hard. I almost came when Josh tried to jerk himself off and Sammy slapped his hand away. “You cum when I tell you too!” My boy had become a man. There was a wet squelch as Sammy pulled out, “Get on all fours.” Josh scrambled over, his eager ass pointed skyward in seconds. Sammy placed his cockhead to Josh's hole and sneered, “Fuck yourself.” I hadn't taught him that one! Josh whimpered as he pushed back onto Sammy's huge cock, the teen standing completely still, making the older boy do all the work. Once bottomed out Josh stayed still, allowing his ass to adjust to the monster and then slowly started to pump back and forth, fucking himself as Sammy had ordered. “Faster,” Sammy cried out and Josh complied instantly. I couldn't just watch any more. I got out of the chair and came behind Sammy, prying his cheeks apart to find his little rosebud. “Hey, what are you...ugghhhh.” Sammy said as I speared my tongue into his asshole. I savagely tongue fucked the kid as Josh kept slamming himself onto his cock. Once I was sure his was prepped I came behind Sammy and pushed him forward, which caused Josh to lean forward. “Stop moving,” I ordered Josh, who froze, unsure what was going on. Now it was turn to push into Sammy in one go. His head flew back as I entered him, his tight little ass struggling to accept me. Once my pubes hit that perfect ass I grabbed Josh's hips and readied myself. I pulled back and began to fuck Sammy, which then caused him to fuck Josh, and before too long both of them were groaning and begging for more. “You feel that?” I said as Sammy took my cock, “I'm fucking both of you, you're both my bitches....right?” “Oh god...” Sammy exhaled as Josh just groaned, completely flat on the bed, unable to resist the fucking anymore. Sammy fell down to his knees as I pushed harder and harder. I'd fucked him before but this was different. This wasn't about bending him or getting him to admit something. This was me breaking him, getting him to understand no matter how big he thought he was, I was still on top. “Oh...oh....” was all Sammy could say as I fucked him fast, making him plow into Josh with the same ferocity. “Mine, got it...you're both mine...” “I'm yours!!” Sammy cried as I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back, “I'm all yours...” “Fuck yeah you are.” “I...I'm close...” Josh said on the bottom. “So am I,” Sammy admitted. “Both my bitches want to cum?” “Please sir...” Josh whined followed by Sammy...”Please make me cum...” I pulled out to my head and then just full length fucked his kid as hard as I could. He squealed as he felt what an actual savage fuck felt like. Josh;s cries grew louder and louder until he began to shudder under us. “His ass....gripping my cock....” Sammy cried out as his own ass clenched my cock and he began to cum. “Fill that cunt up with your babies,” I said in Sam's ear as he shot load after load up Josh's jock ass. Sam was shaking as I felt my own cock respond to his orgasm and began to pulse. “Breeding your ass...” I said through clenched teeth and unloaded into him. The three of us just moaned as we all came again and again...finally collapsing into a pile of sweaty jocks, all spent from sex. Josh rolled out from under Sammy as Sammy turned to face me, his face dripping in perspiration. He leaned in to kiss me and I responded, normally I wasn't this expressive with guys but something about this kid made me fucking melt. “So....you like that?” I asked him. He nodded with a huge smile, “Fuck yeah...” “So, you think you wanna dominate some more?” “Hell yeah!” he said eagerly. “You wanna dominate your brothers?” His eyes flashed and I could see the hunger in his face, “Yes.” “Ok then....tell me about Eli.” “What do you want to know?” I gave him an evil grin, “Everything.”

Chapter 2 It took about 2 days for me to get a response from the as and I was surfing the web for Poz stories to help me with the idea of being Poz for the rest of my life. I looked up many first hand accounts of many guys who converted and how they feel it has changed their lives for the better. Looking through I saw how allot of guys described how they felt when the fuck flu hit and how They kept having more sex that it just made them hotter for it. While reading my email pinged to tell I had a new message and it was from the house boy ad. I got immediately hard when I saw this and that I was to come down and see them for an in person interview. They asked me if today would be fine and I was so happy to say yes. They gave me the address and told me to wash out and be there in an hour with nothing on when I got to their house as well as to not jack off during the time either. I was super excited and turned on my cock was throbbing. I was in luck that I hadn't jacked off at all today and was happy so I could show off how much I can cum if it came to it. I jumped into the shower and scrubbed all over and made sure that my ass was as clean as it ever was. I slipped on some basketball shorts and a tank top since they would be coming off anyway and slipped on my flip-flops and got in my car and headed on over. When I got to the address I was in utter shock. To say this place was big would be an understatement. It was a huge mansion that wrapped around the whole property and there we a half dozen sports cars lined up along the front of the house. I drove up to the gate and pressed the call box and when I was asked my buessness here I said I was here for the house boy position. There was no response but the gate opened for me and I drove up to the front door and parked. I stripped naked there in the car to leave my clothes in the car and walked to the door and knocked twice. When the door opened I half expected to see a nude butler but instead to my surprise was a hulking God of a man standing naked in front of me with the biggest cock I have ever seen before. This man would ruin my ass with this monster of man flesh and I started to leak precum thinking about him wreaking my hole. He saw me looking and laughed to snap me out of my trance. There will be plenty of time for that later son let's go inside to start your interview. His voice was soft and kind with a nice base to it that left me weak at the knees but I followed him into his home. We walked through a hallway covered in art and expensive antiques I was in awe of everything around me. We got to the living room and I was greeted by all the other house members. Each man was extremely fit and all were naked with large cocks thatade me gulp with fear and excitement. They all introduced themselves to me and they instructed me to stand in the middle of the living room floor. They each walked up to me one at a time and started to touch me all over. They all put their fingers in my ass and swirled it around and then sucked on it as well as put it in my own mouth as well . They all tweaked my nipples making me moan since I am jelly when that happens. They all saved tasting my cock and balls for last and each of them seemed to be pleased with my body. Alright now that the first part of the interview is over let's get to the next part. Now as you read the three of us are hiv Poz and the other is full on aids are you ok with that? I nodded very quickly causing a round of smiles from the others. So you know you are going to be fucked by all of us bare until you convert as well and you're ok with this? I shook my head even quicker that time causing more smiles and this time chuckles. We went over what my duties were going to be again and I was told I got the job and that if I had anything at my house that they would get a mover over and get all of my things and I would start tonight. I was so excited to hear this I jumped into my new bosses arms and kissed him square on the lips. Realizing what I did I stepped back dipped my head and said I was sorry master. He walked over to me and put his finger under my chin and said it was fine we all love to make out and you're not a slave you are an living employee and you don't even need to call us sir either just by our names. I was happy to hear that and I asked what I needed to do first for them and the response was not expected. We felt if you got the position that the first thing we would do is celebrate the best way we knew so we got a good old fashioned pozzing sex party in your honor. We need to get rid of all that neg sperm and replace it with Poz so tonight is about you. I was scooped up and carried over to what looked like a ball room that was instead a dungeon room for tonight. There were about a hundred or so older and younger men already in various stages of sex. They all stopped when they saw us and when I was placed on the pedestal in the middle of the room they all started to applaud and I knew this would be my life now

Part Eight So this is what I learned about Eli. He was 19, a serious soccer player and avid gamer. He had an online addiction to FPS games like COD, Halo, and Overwatch. His favorite drink was Mountain Dew, his favorite food was buffalo wings and he had dated the same girl since freshman year of high school. He was the typical middle brother, jealous of the power the oldest had and jealous of the attention the youngest had so suffered from a pretty bad self esteem problem. That was all I needed to take this kid down. “So this,” I said holding up a vial, “Is GHB.” Sammy nodded. “We slip this into his Mountain Dew and he will zonk the fuck out within minutes.” “Is it dangerous?” “Not with the dose we're giving him. A strong dose will just knock him the fuck out but we don't want that. We just need him loopy.” “Ok, so he drinks then what?” “Once he is wasted we give him one of these.” I held out a yellow smiley face tablet. “Is that a vitamin?” God this kid was too innocent. “It's a hit of Molly. Once he is stumbling around we get him to take one of these and I'll take him upstairs to sleep it off.” “And then what?” I just smiled. “So do I get to do him?” “Not yet, right now we need him to fully commit to getting fucked and liking it. If he sees you he'll freak the fuck out and it will be almost impossible. Remember, we don't want to force him, we can't to make him want this.” “Eli isn't like that. He's a virgin, saving himself for marriage and the whole thing. Him and his girlfriend have chastity rings and everything.” My cock just twitched at that information. “That will make it all the easier. I'm gonna have a camera set u in my room, which we'll use for motivation later.” “Can I watch?” Sammy asked eagerly. “Sure, but he can't see you. You can hide in my closet for something.” “Cool! But how are you gonna convince him to come over?” “You tell him we're having a COD tournament tonight, free food and drink and a trophy for the winner.” “You think that will work?” “I think he will see a bunch of jocks, just like John, and he would love to come over here an kick our asses at the game and prove he is better than us. It's part of his middle brother complex, he is dying to prove himself. And, he will be flattered that we asked just him and not John.” “John wouldn't come anyways.” “Sure, but that doesn't matter. Eli wants people to like him more than you two, so the invite will stroke his ego.” Sammy cocked his head, “It's kinda scary how good you are at this?” I put the molly away, “I have a knack of reading people. It's a gift.” “Why didn't you use that stuff on me?” I looked at him and knew I should just lie. There was no earthly reason for me to tell this kid that I had him smoke a spiked joint to get him in the mood. All I needed to do was smile and tell him some bullshit and it would be fine. But something wouldn't let me lie to this kid. “I did, the joint you smoked that night was laced.” He smiled, “Yeah I figured that, no way any weed is that strong. I mean why not feed me some Molly of put something in my drink?” “Because I didn't want a comatose zombie. I didn't want to fuck an unconscious body, I wanted to fuck you. I wanted to watch your face as you realized how much you wanted my cock. I was dying to see the moment you broke and stopped trying to be straight and just went with the pleasure you were feeling.” “What if I wasn't into it?” I had no answer to that. I mean he was right, I should have gave him a molly or spiked his drink a little, that one joint was enough to fuck him up but not completely take him out. Why had I risked it? What was it about this kid that was fucking me up so bad? “I don't know, maybe I knew you'd be into on some level.” He laughed and moved over, straddling my lap, “I think you like me.” I raised an eyebrow. “I think you saw me and you were like, fuck I want some of that. And deep down you were hoping I'd want some of you.” “You think?” He nodded with a huge grin. “I think you have a huge ego and need to get taken down a peg.” He leaned in close to my face, “Well come on alpha, peg me.” I pushed him off my lap and onto the ground, “Nope. I need my stamina for your brother tonight. Besides...you've been a bad boy, and bad boys don't get fucked.” He whined a little and then stuck his tongue out at me. I tried not to laugh but failed pretty badly. “Get out here, go tell your brother about the tournament, be here by 7.” He stood up and saluted me, “Sir, yes sir.” God that was hot. “GO!” I shouted and he left. Leaving me with a throbbing hard on, “What the fuck is that kid doing to me?” I asked myself.

PART THREE A half hour later I entered my bedroom having set Eli up in the guest room. I had given him a pair of my pajama pants and a teeshirt and left him to change and get some peace. My head was swimming and trying to make sense of it all why me? Why had he come here. Why did seeing him in a towel cause such a reaction in me. I stripped off my still damp clothes and put on a pair of boxer briefs to sleep in. I shut out the light and crawled into bed. I read a little then tried to listen to an audiobook- try as I may, I couldn’t pass out. It had been about an hour and I noticed the hallway light switch on under my door. I got out of bed, concerned Eli might need me. Need something, rather. I crossed to the doorway and noticed the shadow of his feet arrive at the other side. Something held me from opening the door to see what he wanted. The gentlest knock followed and startled me. I don't know why but I moved away from the door. I sat on the edge of my bed. What was going on? My mind was racing. The knock came again, this time the door opened and Eli stood in the doorway as light spilled in from the hallway. He looked ridiculous and adorable in my pj’s a few sizes too large for his slender frame. “Eli- Everything ok?” He took a step back. “I’m sorry- I… we can talk in the morning like you said. I just can’t get to sleep.” “Eli, Come on in. I’m happy to talk.” I said as i turned the light by my bed on. Eli turned off the hallway light and came in joining me on the edge of the bed. For the second time that night I became aware of the fact I was only in my underwear. “Not a PJ fan?” Eli asked? “I don’t usually sleep in them- give me a second and I’ll change.” I went to stand but Eli stood first. “No need, I don’t usually sleep in them either.” he stammered as he pulled off his borrowed shirt and Pj pants. “These didn’t fit too well anyway.”He sat back down on the edge of the bed. I was stunned. Turned on but stunned. Eli was beautiful in nothing but a pair of blue ane white striped briefs that clung to him deliciously. “I...Eli, I don’t know how appropriate this is.” “You’re not my teacher anymore. I’m not telling anyone, and I’m sure you won’t. You just said you’re more comfortable like this. So let’s both be comfortable.” I was married. I used to be his teacher. There were a million reasons this was wrong but I felt a pulling inside me saying it was right to give in. So I gave in. I gesture to the other side of the bed and laid back, he moved to the other side of the bed and laid down as well and we started to talk. We started to connect. The next hour or so Eli spilled everything. He was staying with his mother and they had been fighting for days. Eli had invited someone over and his mother came home and caught them as they were in the process of getting naked. She flipped out and kicked him out. “She was sick of my shit and wanted me gone” So- he left. Then he came here. The whole while he told his story I kept stealing glances at his near naked frame and started to think he might be doing the same. “Eli, you have to be careful. I understand you want to experiment but having a hookup at your parents? It just sounds risky.” “It wasn’t even about the guy. I just wanted…” “What?” “Nevermind, I can’t tell you.” “Eli, I promise I’m not judging- I used to be young and figuring things out too. There’s a lot I got into that maybe I shouldn’t have.” “Like what?” “I’m not falling for that. I’m not confessing to my past right now.” “Okay, we’ll make it a game. Tell me one thing you did in your “wild youth” and for each thing you tell me, I’ll tell you what I’ve been up to.” I thought long and hard. This kids was getting to me. “Deal” I said. END PART THREE

9. Penetration "Please, Daddy. Fuck me," James moaned. He exhaled the rest of his hit; there was still enough to leave a dense cloud. "Fuck me." "You're sure, boy," Tim said. He kissed the boy again, but also reached back and grabbed James's ass. The boy gasped, but it wasn't long before he pressed back against Tim's hands. "Yeah," James moaned. The crystal was now washing over his brain. "It doesn't matter. I need you, Daddy. I need you cock." "Of course, boy. You were always going to get Daddy's dick. That was never in doubt. But first, give it a bit more love." Tim let go of James's ass. He only had to put one hand on the back of James's head before the young slut got the hint. James leaned in, and quickly swallowed the full length of his dick. "Fuck boy. You're a good cocksucker." He turned to Fabien and the camera. "All the way down. Just like that. That's a professional cocksucker for you." He let go of James's head, and grabbed the pipe again. He did a long hit, enjoying how this was about nothing other than pleasure: getting his dick sucked, as he sucked down from the glass pipe. As his lungs filled, he moaned in pleasure. He passed the smoking pipe to Fabien, who savored the thick clouds. "Fuck," Fabien said. "I'm wasted now." "Right on," Tim said. "You had the pleasure?" he asked, motioning to James, who was right then choking on Tim's cock. Tim put his hands on the back of James's head, holding him in place. "Just relax," he said. "Just learn how to breathe from my cock. It has everything you need." He turned back to Fabien. "You?" "Yeah. Just a bit. He can take a lot." "Crazy, I know. He's barely been doing this, right? Thought you were a straight man, didn't you?" James nodded, his throat still filled with Tim's thick shaft. He remembered how intense it had been the night before, when Tim thrust deep into his throat. But it had been exciting. His cock had been hard the entire time. But it hadn't been the same when Conrad had fucked his throat. Conrad had forced his way into James's throat, and did not care about collateral damage. James's throat was still sore from Conrad and his friends. Still, James knew it that Tim's pleasure was important. "That's it boy. Just relax and enjoy it." Tim turned back to Fabien. "You said he had a lot of cum in him?" "Yeah. Took like six swabs to wipe him up." Fabien said. Tim suddenly got interested. "Swabs? You did a rape kit on him?" "Yeah. But Dr. T said to bin it." James went back down on Tim's cock. He knew they were talking about him, but with the drugs and struggling not to gag, it was hard to pay attention. Whatever they were discussing about him, it made Tim's dick drip pre-cum. James lapped it all up. "He's definitely sexually active," Tim said. "Getting dick from everywhere." "No kidding. I don't even think he knows how many guys have been inside him." "No sense in that. Never get the right match." He turned back to James, and rubbed his hand through the man's hair. "All the way down boy. You know how Daddy likes it." Tim gave James a push, helping him get the last bit into his throat. Tim was rewarded by the sudden gagging of the boy. "Fuck YEAH boy!" Tim grunted, loving the deep-throat massage he was getting. But he also knew James's limits. It wasn't yet time to push them. That would come soon enough. "Breathe boy," Tim said, releasing his hold on James's head. "We're just getting started." Tim grabbed a pillow, and leaned back as James continued to worship his dick. "He's loving that," Fabien said. The black man was still filming; Tim knew this was going to be a great scene. "Me too," Tim said. He continued to moan and grunt as James worked over his cock. On the screen, the timer slowly counted up: first a minute of cocksucking, then five minutes, and ten. It was nearly fifteen minutes of interrupted cocksucking before Tim finally gave the boy a break. "I think something to drink, boy," he said. He went to the door, and pulled a hip flask from the pocket of his jacket. From another he got a glass eyedropper. "Come here, boy," Tim said. James started to get up. "No," Tim said. "You can crawl on your knees." James barely protested, as he crawled over to Tim's side in the kitchenette. There were only four mis-matched glasses. "How much G you want," he asked Fabien. "Fuck yeah," Fabien said. "Let's go 1.2" "Right on. I'm giving the boy the same." "And you?" "1.5," Tim said. He quickly measured out all three doses. Luckily there was some juice in the fridge. "Join us," he said to Fabien. He stepped across the room, as Tim gave the glass to James. "Drink up," he told James. James downed the glass quickly, smiling at Fabien and the camera. "What was that?" "He doesn't even know what he took?" Fabien asked. "It's ok," Tim said. "He's just high." Tim handed Fabien the glass of G, and took the phone from him. "Cheers," he said, as the two men clinked glasses and downed the GHB. Tim turned to James. "Suck on Fabien's cock," he told the young man. The boy turned to Fabien, opened his mouth, and swallowed the fat black head. "All the way down, boy," Tim said. "Make him feel like a man." James forced himself to swallow more of the shaft. He choked briefly when Fabien's dickhead pressed against the back of his throat. He was going to ask for a break, but then Tim spoke. He had knelt down to get a better angle, and he was unexpectedly close. "All the way down. Make Daddy proud of you, boy." James gulped, and with an intense pop of pain, Fabien's dickhead pressed into his throat. Each small movement was painful as the black man's fat cock stretched out his throat. "Arrrrrrrrr," he managed to grunt, as he struggled to take all of the dick. It had been like that when Conrad had throat-fucked him; his throat was rebelling against the thick dick. "It's going to be ok, boy," Tim reassured the boy. "It's going to feel great any moment now." "It already feels amazing," Fabien moaned, thrusting another inch of dick into James's throat. "You see," Tim said. "It's feeling good already. You can feel how hard you've gotten Fabien." James's eyes were wide and panicked. He could only think of Conrad. Conrad had made him gag on his cock. James's discomfort had only made him harder. "I get off when you choke on my dick," Conrad had whispered to James. He lived around the corner. It would only be a matter of time before James saw him again. He didn't want to see Conrad ever again. He didn't want to be reminded of the night. "And you choke so well," Conrad had continued and someone's hand had wrapped around his throat, ensuring he couldn't breathe. "Come back here, boy," Tim said, pushing James's head down on Fabien's cock. "Stay with me. It's all good." It was a good reminder that he wasn't with Conrad any more. He could say no, and it wouldn't be a problem. These men would stop and give him a chance to recover. "Fuck, this is amazing," Fabien said. "Glad I came home with you. I'm gonna come over a lot." "That's what this throat is here for," Tim said. "Here to help you get off." "I don't want to cum yet," Fabien said. "I want to enjoy this." "Do it," Tim said. He gave James one last push, and the last inch of Fabien's dick disappeared into the young man's mouth. James's eyes were red and wet, from the drugs, from the crying, and from the face-fucking. Tim kept on filming, recording every moment of the blow job. James was struggling to deal with the fat black cock, and it only made the movie that much hotter. Tim let the recording continue, as Fabien showed no sign of softening. Finally, after almost fifteen minutes of aggressive throat-fucking, Tim motioned for Fabien to pause. "Let's smoke a bit," he said. He turned his attention to James. "Doesn't that sound good? Smoke the glass pipe, instead of Fabien's skin pipe." "Sure," James said. He was just glad to be able to close his mouth and breathe again. He was feeling warm and comfortable. The two men were hot, and even Dr. Tiago had told him to have sex. This wasn't going to be like the night before. It was going to be sane and consensual, and the drugs just made it that much better. "It's going to be good, right?" "Of course," Tim said. He had stood back up, and was filming James from above. "Give it a kiss for me," he said. James leaned in and licked the tip of first Fabien's cock, and then Tim's. Both of them had a small bead of pre-cum at the tip, which James eagerly licked up. "He can't get enough dick, can he?" Fabien muttered, as James started to suck the black man's cock once more. "Can any cocksucker?" Tim said. He filmed for another minute before interrupting James's worship. "There's plenty more for you," he said. He gave James his hand, and pulled him up. "Let's get in bed." James winced a bit as he stood up. His knees were sore, and a bit raw from the rough carpet on which he had been kneeling. It took him a moment to find his balance, and he needed Tim's help. "Yeah, boy," Tim had said. "You're good and tweaked now. We're going to have fun." Conrad had said almost that. But he had said that he was going to have fun. Tim had included him. It wasn't scary when it was both of them. Nor would Tim let Fabien go to far. It was going to be just fine, and another hit or two from the pipe would make it even better. "Come on. Let's go," Tim said. "You're really high." James had thought Tim had just spoken. But maybe it had been a few minutes ago, although he couldn't remember what he had done. James followed Tim and Fabien back to the bed. The trip seemed to take hours, but yet, in the next moment, he was sitting on the bed. The pipe was already in his mouth, and Tim held the torch under the bowl. "Big hit for me, boy. Daddy wants you to tweaked out." James inhaled from the pipe. He could barely remember his own name, much less how much crystal he had smoked. It didn't matter. Everything felt so good while he was inhaling. There were things that were bad and wrong, but they were distant. He was surrounded by hot, hung men who only wanted to fuck him. "Keep on going," Tim encouraged him. "It can't hurt, can it?" James tried his best, but finally his lungs were full. Tim nodded at Fabien, who took the still-smoking pipe from the young man. "Hold it," Tim said. Fabien took a long draw, then passed the pipe to Tim. Not until after Tim had savored his hit did he let James exhale. As soon as James's lungs were empty, Tim pulled the boy to him, and forced James to take the blow-back. "Fuck, that's hot," Fabien muttered, taking another hit from the still-smoking pipe. He was also still filming the entire scene, capturing the two men making out, not to mention the thick crystal cloud leaking from their lungs. "So hot," he continued. Finally, Tim broke off the kiss, and let James exhale the last of the cloud. "One more for you boy, I think," he said, "Umm, Maybe..." James started, but Tim just put the pipe back into his mouth. The boy might have tried to protest, but as soon as the torch released the cloud from the crystal, James started to puff. He took his time, and filled his lungs. The three men repeated the process, each of them getting a fresh hit from the pipe, and James getting a shotgun from Tim. "Let's do one more," Fabien said, as Tim and James exhaled their hit. "I want to see how far we can go." Tim took the phone from Fabien, and trained the lens on the black man. "You first. Make it one to remember." Fabien sucked down on the pipe, filling his lungs. He paused, and held it. "Mmmmmm," he moaned, and played with his stiff cock. Tim watched the clock tick upwards on the phone, as Fabien held the hit for almost a minute. Fabien's cock was dripping pre-cum. Fabien started to exhale, but Tim stopped him. "Give it to James," Tim said. Fabien leaned into the young man, feeling James's beard brush against his skin. He pressed his lips, and exhaled. James sucked the hit down, and held it while he made out with Fabien. "Hold it boy. Daddy wants to see you tweaked." James knew he had done too much crystal. But he wanted to make Tim proud of him. He couldn't bear the thought of Tim being disappointed, and it was so much easier to hold Fabien's cloud. Finally, Tim nodded. "Fucking hot boy," he said, as James exhaled the cloud right at Tim and the phone's lens. "Let's get you hitting the pipe." Fabien handed the smoking pipe to James. Fabien held the torch as James inhaled and Tim provided encouragement. "More, boy, more" he said. "Make Daddy proud of you." It was hard for James to ignore Tim's command. He did his best, sucking down a huge cloud. By the end, his lungs were practically bursting, and he was relieved when Tim finally nodded. "That's good boy. Now hold it." Tim nodded to Fabien, who took the pipe, and promptly started another hit. Tim watched James through the camera screen. The sun was starting to go down, and the young man was bathed in golden light. If it were not for the meth-crazed expression on his face, the boy would have been almost angelic. Tim got a close up of the boy's dilated eyes. "Now, boy," he said. The boy exhaled a thick cloud. "That's what I wanted to see." "Your turn," Fabien said, and immediately leaned in to shot gun James. He took the black man's hit without thinking. Fabien swapped the pipe for the camera. "Get high," Fabien said as Tim inhaled from the bowl. Tim did his biggest hit yet, then put the pipe down by the bed. He leaned against a pillow, and spread his legs. He pointed at his erect dick, and within a few seconds, James's mouth was wrapped around Tim's shaft. "Mmmmmmmm," he moaned, careful not to loose too much of the cloud. Tim reached down and grabbed James. He pulled him up, and they pressed lips together. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fabien. He had ended up next to Tim, and had the phone trained on the two men. "Keep it up," Tim murmured, before forcing his hit into James's exhausted lungs. The cloud overflowed the young man's body, but it didn't matter. James had done far too much already. "Mmmmmm," James moaned, as Tim grabbed his body and pulled him in close. Tim's erect cock immediately found James's crack, and nestled right against his hole. He tried to speak, but his mouth was still full of Tim's tongue. It felt good to be making out. James loved being wrapped in Tim's thick arms. He felt safe and happy. He could open up around him. He didn't even mind Fabien recording them. It was all so fun and enjoyable. James tried to breathe, but one of Tim's hands was already on the back of his head, holding it in place. "Nuh-uh," Tim said, still keeping his control over the boy's breaths. James started to get scared. He could feel his lungs burning, needing fresh air and not the thick tina. He tried to force his way to a breath, but once more, Tim anticipated his moves, and blocked them. "Hold it," Fabien muttered. James closed his eyes. It was easier to think without seeing anything, but even then, it was hard to concentrate. He knew he was supposed to be scared, but then he thought about the warm dickhead pressed against his ass. He was simultaneously struggling to get away from Tim's choking hold, and press himself up against Tim's thobbing dick. "Fuck, that's hot," Fabien continued. He was filming one-handed; the other hand was busy stroking his cock. "That's a good boy," Tim said, finally letting the boy breathe. "Fucking hot tweaker slut boy," Tim said, rubbing his dick against James's asshole. He rolled the boy over onto his back, and knelt down between the boy's legs. Like magic, he produced a small tub of lube, and rubbed a bit on James's ass. The thick cream melted into James's tender hole. James hadn't realized how dry and empty he had felt. Tiago had cleaned out every drop of semen from his hole, and the lubricant was a welcome replacement. Tim worked a finger into his ass, pushing the lubricant deeper into the boy. "Mmmmmm," James moaned in pleasure. He hadn't realized how empty he had been until Tim pushed his finger in. The thick lubricant soothed his sore hole. As Tim worked more lube into his hole, James held his hole grow wet, hot, and hungry. He needed a cock inside him, and it was hard to control his desire. "Please. Fuck me Daddy," he moaned. "I know, boy. I know how hungry you are. How much you need." He pushed another wad of lubricant into James's hole. "You're going to get more than you ever wanted." The white cream felt hot, almost burning James's hole. But far from hurting, it only exacerbated James's hunger. He needed dick. "Give it to him," Fabien muttered. His dick was hard, and he wanted to see Tim open up the boy. He wanted to see his own dick disappear into otter-boy, but knew that it would be better for Tim to prepare James. "I want to see you fuck him," he continued, getting a close-up of two of Tim's fingers disappearing into the boy's hairy hole. "That's good," Tim said. "You're wet now. Just right." He pulled his fingers out, and rubbed a bit of the lube onto his dick, working a dab into his piss slit. "Mmmmm," he said, enjoying the gentle burn of the crystal. "We're fucked up now." "Time to fuck him over," Fabien said. "Best thing to do with a tweaker boy," Tim said. He lined his cock up with James's hole. "You ready?" he asked James. "Please, Daddy," James replied. Tim responded by grabbed Jame's legs, spreading them further apart and exposing even more of James's hole. "Please fuck me." "As you wish, boy," Tim said, and pushed his dick into James's hole. James had thought he was ready for Tim's dick. But the pain was immediate and intense. Tim's cock was sharp steel, hard diamond, and burning fire. "Fuuuck," James yelped, and tried to push Tim away. It had been Conrad. He had forced himself into James. It had hurt and he had just fucked him all the same. "Please, Daddy." "Of course boy," Tim said. He held still, and James had a brief moment of clarity. "But," he continued. He pushed another inch into the boy, and James's head exploded in sharp, fierce pain. "My boy's hole feels so good." James could barely breathe. All he could think of was Conrad. Conrad had put raped him. He had fucked him when he had begged him to stop. All James could imagine was that it would always be like that. It was always going to hurt. Nor was it up to him. He was only here to please men, no matter that it was driving him insane. "Please Daddy," James whimpered. He was starting to cry again, even has his heart was racing in a full-blown panic attack. "I can't do this right now. It hurts. And I don't want to remember. Please. Just a break." "Last night. When you were raped," Tim said. He smiled when he said the word, and James heart beat even faster. "When you were taking all those stranger dicks." James nodded. He didn't even know how many men had penetrated him. "You didn't tell them no, did you?" James shook his head no. He had been tied down and gagged, and had been helpless to stop the attack. "And now you're being a prissy bitch about taking Daddy's dick," Tim said. "I...I...I was tied up. I didn't have a choice." "Just because you're not tied up doesn't mean you have a choice," Tim said. He spat a thick glob of saliva all over James's face.

Daniel took his time, luxiating in the young mans once virgin ass while the last of his seed drained from his softening prick into the receptive hole. "so much tension here Andy you really should stop by more often" he smiled as he gently massaged Andys hips and glutes. Daniel found his victims consistently managed to take his seed deeper if he stayed inside a little longer and they remained relaxed, so he continued his gentle ministrations to the hot throb of Andys stretched cunt. holding the camera steady has he had so many times before, Daniel gently pulled his cock from the boy and was rewarded with Andys pink gaped bud, glistening with lube, but with any trace of Daniels seed nested deep inside. He gently set the camera aside, replaced the towel on the boys now well fucked ass, and left to store the footage for later sale. "wakey wakey" Daniel announced to the room as Andy sighed deeply and rolled onto his back. "It looks like you dozed off buddy, not to worry though it happens sometimes" Daniel studied the boy as he sheepishly fetched his clothes. As Andy gushed about how well his shoullder felt, and his overall experience, Daniels mind wandered to the load sloshing around in the boys ass. He could spend all week filling that ass with seed over and over, stretching the boy to fit his prick perfectly, and then sending him home to his doting wife. "how about we schedule an appointment for next week?" Daniel offered, as Andy obliged just as welcomingly as his puffy hole had accepted the masseuses generous prick only a few hours ago. As the clock ticked toward midnight, Daniel finished editing the last footage of Andys virgin ass as it obediently gulped his hot load, and finished clearing his email before being reminded of a new apprentice he was expecting the next morning. a blue eyed teen named Asher had just graduated from highschool and was eager to enter the field. Daniel paused for a moment and scrolled through his shockingly large collection of footage. Another talented costar would make for quite a bit more footage, and quite a bit more cash if not a whole lot more fun. The only challenge was motivating the kid to perform. Daniel wanted something...versatile. Easily able to accomodate any scene. As the morning commute back to the spa gave way to the empty parking lot, Daniel waved to a shaggy haired teenager standing at the door. "Daniel?" Asher asked with a smile, offering his hand. "Daniel!" the older man smiled back, eagerly shaking the boys hand. "and its Asher i presume?" Daniel sized the young man up. The more he studied, the more certain he became that Asher was going to net him a tidy sum. "its ash." The boy smiled, as Daniel ushered him into the lobby. "of course! ash. Well why dont we start with the grande tour. You need to become familiar with the facilities amenities first and foremost. feel free to have a look around. Are you a coffee or tea guy?" Daniel made his way to the small drink trolly without so much as a second thought. "Coffee" Asher nodded politely, as Daniel returned to the boy with a fresh hot cup and began explaining the daily routines, the boy sipped away. "The human body" Daniel lectured, "thats what we focus on here. You know it might just seem like a bunch of bones and meat, but theres actually quite a bit to it." Daniel turned the corner and presented the boy with an opulent shower room. "some of our guests prefer to shower off before or after. You need to get familiar with it as its pretty common for people to get confused by all the knobs." The glassy eyed boy nodded, squinting at the immaculate tile and chrome. "Well then, come on..." Daniel began stripping his shirt off as Asher looked on confused. "the shower...look Ash if you're uncomfortable with the human form this job is going to be rather difficult." Daniels lecture slowly resonated with the teen as he began stripping his clothes off. "there we go" Daniel eyed the boys toned abs and shoulders, tapering neatly to his semihard cock as the cup of morning blend Daniel prepared did its work. "hot" Daniel took ashers hand and placed it on a knob. "and cold" guiding the boys other hand accordingly. Asher turned the knobs, dancing about as the numerous showerheads came to life, until finallly bringing the water to temperature. "all set?" Daniel smiled. "uh huh" Asher panted, visibly disoriented as he braced himself against the wall of the shower, his thick teenage cock bobbing in front of him. Daniel pumped a glob of bodywash and began exploring Asher fully. "Nothing like hot water and steam to ease the tension. Feels nice?" Daniel continued rubbing the boys chest and shoulders, eliciting a calm moan. "Ill teach you to use these techniques at your own pace, but for now try to pay attention." Daniels strong hands began to massage and part the boys firm ass. "did you know..." Daniel stepped momentarily from the warmth of the shower to procure a greasy wad of laced lube on his fingers "This is a muscle too?" Daniel greedily smeared the boys hole with the powerful goo, teasing it into him with his fingertips as Asher squirmed in front of him. "Pay attention" Daniel pushed his finger into the boys ass. "tell me what you feel." Asher looked behind him in embarassment, as daniel wriggled his finger. Asher winced and as the powerful drug entered his body, pulling back as Daniel continued working the goo into the boys virgin hole. As the drug entered Asher the squirming abated and his hips instinctively advanced toward Daniels hand. "thats it, there we go. feeling nice and warm? The first parts always a little scary Ash. most boys never massage this.." Daniel slid another digit inside and pushed intensely against the teens prostate. "oh fuck..." Ash groaned, as Daniel ignored the boy and continued working his hole. "Here, this will go a lot easier if..." Daniel slowly guided the dazed teens fingers to his dripping cock, "you stroke...up and down for me Ash" Daniel watched as the boy wrapped his slim fingers around his pulsing rod and as commanded, began pumping his fist up and down his prick. "theres a boy, up and down. make it feel nice." Daniel pulled his fingers from the boy and nestled his hard wet cockhead against the teens greasy ring. "mm..noo" Ashers head lolled over his shoulder at Daniel. The boys body knew the primal, forbidden touch of the older mans cockhead against his hole and just as soon as it registered, Daniel stepped closer to the boy. "Yes." He whispered as the smooth head of his prick pierced the teens tight hole. Asher gasped as the whole of the older mans long warm cock slipped neatly inside him, his balls gently resting against the teens firm cheeks. "there we are ash. Are you paying attention?" Daniel began gently fucking, the moist slap of flesh and the teens own panting echoing against the shower walls. What was to be his first day on the job had now turned into a humiliating rape as the boys own body betrayed him and eagerly welcomed Daniels powerful cock inside, "Do you feel me inside Ash?" Daniels strokes were now cleanly entering and exiting the boys relaxed hole in loud slurps. "yes..." Asher sobbed gently. "good. Its pretty darn hard to forget the first time you get fucked Ash but its important you learn how to." Daniel intensified his thrusts, eliciting a groan from the boy. "will you cum for me ash? I bet those big balls are full of spunk." Ash looked down as his hand continued pumping his dick yet to no avail. "i cant" Asher whispered. "Whats that boy?" Daniel felt the cum boiling in his own balls, the teens relentless gripping ass milking him greedily. "I cant cum" Asher blurted in embarassment. "oh dont worry about it then Ash, sometimes the tina makes it a little hard to get there but We'll pump a load out of you, dont you worry." Daniel guided Ashers hands to his ass and coaxed the teen to spread himself lewdly for the older man. "Here it comes Ash" Daniel pushed deep and sighed as his balls began pumping the teen full. Asher stood confused for a moment and, realizing what Daniel was doing, began to squirm. "nonono, just relax. let it pump into you. let your body take it inside" Daniels gripped the boys hips firmly and held him in place, slowly emptying his balls. "perfect. Youre doing great so far Ash!" Daniel smiled at the weary teen as he pulled his tool from the boys body and shut off the water. "here ya go" Daniel tossed a fresh towel to the teen. "We've got one more stop to make today Ash and then I think we might be done."

A 53 years old Danish daddy top messaged on Grindr, he was 300 feet away. When I was about to start douching, the doorbell rang. A super tanned, fit handsome older guy walked in. He said he is going to the airport in two hours, so he would rather not wait. I sucked his cock till its hard, then we wasted no time and started fucking immediately. His 7 inch thickish dick felt perfect inside my hole. Within 10 minutes, he unloaded. That's my first Danish cock ever. A hung regular daddy came over an hour later. He noted my hole was looser than usual, which pleased him. He fucked harder than usual and lasted quite long before ejaculating. "I really like your loose hole, boy," he said before he left. Not wanting to waste the thick cum in my ass, I looked for a big cock on Sniffies. Talked to a 25 years old 8 inch BBC, whom happened to be a femme college classmate of mine! He isn't my type, but we were both craving for a pounding. He challenged me that he doesn't believe I could take an 8 inch, prompted me to ask him to come over immediately. His cock was more a thick 7+ than an 8, but it was good enough. He got hard almost immediately, kept on pounding me in doggy until he came. Last load today was a hot discreet, "straight" white Marina bros in his 30s. He is 6 feet 2 with a slim athletic built, has the biggest cock of the day. I couldn't let him finish when we first met earlier this year. I waited for him ass up in the room. He wanted me to keep my shirt on, as he is only there for penetrating a hole- just any butthole. He lasted so long that I was in euphoric paradise. We were both surprised how quickly I've improved in bottoming. He gave a few hard thrusts before he nut, then pulled out his fat cock immediately. I asked if he had fun, he rolled his eyes and asked:"Didn't I nut?" He then slammed the front door and walked out. It is strange that rude top is such a turn on. I found there are more returning tops recently than usual. Wonder if it's because I became a better bottom, or is it a COVID thing?

Part 5 TJ sat back on the couch as he rubbed his sore jaw. "I guess there's gonna more of that huh?" He asked. "Oh yea." I replied. "I told you this shit ain't cheap. If you want it, you've gotta earn it. He just sat there, not saying a word. "Now tell me, honestly, was it that bad? You really seemed to get into it there. Like you were really enjoying it." "It wasn't so bad, I guess." He replied. "I guess I thought it would be grosser." "And what about my cum?" "Well, that wasn't as gross as I thought either. I guess I'll have to get used to that huh?" "If you want to get high you do. Tit for tat." I said. "You'll learn that when you're sucking a man off, it's his right to cum wherever he wants to. If he wants to cum in your mouth, it's his right. If he wants to pull it out and cum on you, that's his right too." TJ just sat there looking at me with his fucked up eyes, not realizing what I was actually telling him. That I was going to use his mouth however I want, if he wants the drugs. "Now go get dressed!" We have an errand to run." In no time flat we were in the car heading to a friend's apartment. I had told TJ I was out of T, which I wasn't, and that we needed more. My friend was going to act like my supplier. It would be a while before I took him to my real dealer, who was a huge black dude. He was not ready for that. Yet. I parked the car and soon we were knocking on my friends door. Paul opened the door and smiled when he saw TJ. He ushered us in and into the living room. Paul's apartment was nothing special. Dingy, with some beat up old furniture. Paul was a 30 year old construction worker with a solid construction workers body. He actually used to be a priest, but he left the priesthood when he was 26. He decided he could no longer deny the gay, leather loving, cum loving, cock craving fag he was. I met him when he was 27, when he was still a condom queen. I was the first to introduce him to the party lifestyle, and soon I was fucking his tweaked up hole on a regular basis, raw of course. When he got the fuck flu, he knew I was the one that infected him, since he didn't let other guys do it raw. He of course refused to have anything else to do with me. It was just by chance that I ran into him in a bar, since I don't go to them much myself. When he saw me, he came and gave me a big hug, and thanked me for pozzing him. He said it allowed him to become the true pig he always knew he was. We celebrated by getting high as fuck and going to the bathhouse where I restrained him in the sling, blindfolded, and he was gangbanged all night long. Once I saw him naked, and I saw the big scorpion tattoo on his muscular pecs, I realized I had actually seen him here before quite a few times in the sling, but he usually had a leather hood on. So TJ sat on the ratty couch as Paul and I went into the bedroom to pretend to do business. There was a loaded pipe sitting on the coffee table, a total set up for TJ. When we came out, TJ was still on the couch, but sure enough, Paul's pipe had been moved. "Did you touch my pipe?" He asked TJ aggressively. TJ just looked at him and slowly nodded yes. "Did you smoke out of it?" He asked, raising his voice. An intimidated TJ replied with a weak voice, "I only took two hits, I swear! I didn't think you would mind." Paul moved like a flash. He grabbed TJ and yanked him off the couch throwing him against the wall and choking him with his forearm. He may have been 2 inches shorter than TJ, but he easily overpowered the skinny kid with sheer muscle. TJ just had a look of pure terror on his face. Paul got his face inches from TJ's and shouted at him. "Don't you EVER touch my shit without permission boy! Do you understand?" A very frightened TJ responded with a weak, "yes sir." "What!?" Shouted Paul as he grabbed TJ's balls and squeezed. "Yes SIR!" Replied TJ as he winced in pain. Paul threw him to the floor. "Well, I think you owe me something for that you little punk! You're gonna suck my cock!" "I don't do that." TJ whimpered. Paul grabbed TJ's long hair and yanked his head back painfully. "The hell you do you little thief!" He spat in his ear. "You stole from me, now take your fucking clothes off or I'll beat the crap out of you!" TJ started to remove his clothes with a shakey hand. He didn't move fast enough and Paul leaned down and pulled the boys clothes off so that a naked TJ was trembling on the dirty carpet. Paul grabbed his pipe and walked to the other side of the room and stood there. "Now crawl over here to me." He told the boy. Paul held out the pipe. "Crawl to me and you'll get a reward." I just sat in a chair and watched Paul do his magic. He was a damn good top when he wanted to be. "Come on boy. Crawl over here." Paul said, dangling the pipe. TJ succumbed to the lure of the pipe and crawled to where Paul stood. "That's a good boy." Paul crooned as he handed the pipe to TJ. The naked teenager knelt before Paul and accepted the pipe from him. He lit the torch and soon took a large hit. Paul took back the pipe as TJ exhaled. "Good boy. Now undo my pants and you'll get another hit. But you have to use your teeth." TJ moved his head toward Paul's crotch and started pulling on his jeans at the waist. Luckily they were button ups, and TJ had that task quickly done, and received another hit. "Now," continued Paul, "pull down my jeans, then with your teeth, pull down my jockstrap." TJ did what he was told. It was so hot watching this straight kid submit to a man. And I know he got a real good smell of Paul's raunchy jock. Once Paul's jock was around his ankles, TJ reached for Paul's pipe, thinking he would get a reward. "No no, you greedy little whore." He admonished the boy, "I didn't say you would get a reward for that. Now, do you want another hit before you suck daddy's cock?" TJ looked up and whispered, "Yes please Sir." "Ok, I want you to ask to suck my cock. Say, Daddy, may I please suck your cock?" TJ paused for a moment before he quietly replied, "Daddy, may I please suck your cock?" "I can't hear you." "Daddy, may I please suck your cock?" He asked in a loud voice this time. "Yes boy, you may." Said Paul, handing TJ the pipe. "Take two hits this time." TJ took two big hits, then handed the pipe to Paul. "Now start sucking!" He commanded the boy. TJ wrapped one hand around the base of Paul's cock and placed it in his mouth. Paul has the best dick to break a boys throat in. 7 inches, and not very fat. Just enough to get past a boys tonsils and in his throat. Paul hit the pipe as he watched the straight boy, that had just whored himself out for a few hits, work over his cock. TJ was doing great for his second cock, and it almost seemed that he liked being submissive. Paul set down the pipe and held TJ's head as he forced his full length into the boy. TJ tried to resist, but was no match for Paul. Soon his face was buried in Paul's pubes as he wretched and gagged. Paul pulled him off and TJ gasped for air as he spit up phlegm. Then Paul forced TJ's head back down to his pubes again as the boy choked and gagged some more. He kept repeating this until TJ started getting used to it and was able to suppress his gag reflex. A born cock sucker! Then Paul held TJ's head tight as he started to skull fuck him. He would pull almost all the way out then ram it back in hard. He did it over and over while TJ struggled for air, getting in gasps where he could. Eventually, Paul started fucking TJ's face faster and faster until he buried his dick and held it there. He let out a growl as the boy flailed on his dick and he started pumping his load right down TJ's throat. I could see TJ's throat muscles swallowing Paul's dirty semen as he tried not to drown in it. When Paul had finished, he pushed TJ off his dick onto the carpet. "Now boy, are ever going to steal again?" "No Sir." TJ croaked through his battered throat, wiping spit and snot and cum off of his face. "You better not boy!" He said. "Next time I'll show you what actual punishment is!" He took his pipe and added some more Tina to it and handed it to TJ. "Here, smoke this up, you earned it." TJ took the pipe and looked as happy as a pig in shit as he sat there, cross legged and smoked it all. He must have gotten 6 or 7 big hits on it while he sat there, oblivious to the future plans Paul and I were making for him. Soon a VERY spun TJ and I were back in the car, driving across town. I'm sure he thought we were going back to my place. He was very wrong. This kid was fucked up beyond reason, and I wasn't going to waste it. In no time, we had parked and I led an oblivious TJ to my favourite bookstore. This one you just paid an upfront fee and you were good for three hours. No pesky quarters to worry about. And we got there at 10pm. The perfect time on a Saturday night. He looked a little scared as we entered the arcade, but then again he was tweaking hardcore. I guided him through the little maze of booths until we got to one of them that had glory holes on both sides. I told him to strip, which he did without question. I couldn't wait until I could really explore this submissive side to him. I sat on the little chair in the room and pulled the now naked boy into my lap. I opened a new bottle of poppers and held it while TJ took 4 huge hits. Soon a hard cock was poking through one of the holes. "I don't want to do this." He said as soon as his cloudy head figured out what was going on. "Come on boy. Suck off five cocks and you'll get a little treat." I said, dangling a bag of Tina in front of him. "Suck off ten cocks, and there's a fat bag of weed with your name on it." "Yes Sir." He said as he sunk to his knees and crawled to the awaiting cock. I sat back stroking my big cock as I watched my trashy little straight skater boy suck the cocks of total strangers. Once he started, any inhibitions he may have had about sucking cock were long gone. He eagerly sucked each cock that came through the holes and swallowed every load. True to word, after 5 cocks, I told him it was treat time. I laid out a couple of small lines on the dirty cement floor. I handed him a rolled up bill, and he dutifully snorted the lines off the filthy floor of an adult bookstore. Fucking trash. Without even pausing, he started sucking the next cock that came through a hole. I took a little shard and stuck it up his ass. He moaned and gyrated as the T burned his insides. Then I started finger fucking him while he was sucking anonymous dicks. I took out a little thing of lube that I always carry with me and soon had two fingers sliding in and out. By the time he took cock number 10, I had three fingers in his virgin boy hole. And not once did he object. He had taken his 10th cock by 11:30, and we still had an hour and a half. Of course I didn't want to waste my time, and TJ was obviously into sucking any cock he could, so we stayed. After he had drained a couple more cocks I decided I needed some relief myself, but I didn't want to stop TJ from what he was so obviously enjoying, so I went on the prowl hoping one of my regular cumdumps might be around. And as luck would have it, I ran into Tony. He was a skanky 26 year old drug addict and a total bottom. He had been turned out in prison. I liked him because he was small, only 5'6", and no matter how much he got fucked, his little ass gripped my giant cock like a fist. He was skinny and pale with a shaved head and covered in tattoos. And not nice ones either, prison like tattoos. I took him to my booth just as TJ was swallowing his 14th(?) anonymous load. He just looked at us with wild eyes, but didn't say a word. I told Tony to strip and piled his clothes on top of TJ's. I laid out two lines for each of them. Thin ones for TJ, and two fat ones for Tony. Both of the whores snorted the T off of the disgusting floor. TJ went back to sucking cocks. I lubed up my cock and kicked the door open. I felt like having an audience. I don't think TJ even noticed at his point. I sat on the chair and took a nice size shard and shoved it right up into Tony's ass. Then I sat him on my cock, facing away from me. He instantly started riding my huge cock, all the way to the base. Men walked by and stopped to watch the show. Some jerked their cocks. I had two of them shoot their loads onto TJ's head, into his hair. I fucked Tony in a couple different positions before I couldn't hold back and I flooded his guts with my diseased cum. When I finished, I offered his ass up to anyone that wanted it. An elderly man stepped into the booth. I stepped into the hallway and watched as the old man stuck his dick into the willing hole while TJ sucked cock like it was going out of style. Two more people fucked Tony and added their cum to the cumdump. I couldn't wait until TJ was the cumdump. TJ swallowed what I guessed was a about his 20th load. Finally, at 1am, it was time to leave. There weren't a lot of guys left anyway. I told the boys to get dressed and told Tony he was coming with me. I was still horny and needed a boy who could take it rough. Once we got home, I gave TJ his promised fat sack of weed and kicked him out the door. In no time flat, I had double slammed Tony and had my fist buried deep in his cum filled guts.

In work today, Friday is slow as hell, 5 mins on Grindr and can see there are a load of horny as fuck twinks on campus today... 5 more mins and have i guys asking me to fuck him and one wanting to top in the toilets in the library... Soni head over, one is in the first cubical the other in the third cubical. I head over to the first one he's in there hands on wall trackies round his ankles jock framing his tight twink ass... I lean on and start running his hot hole couple mins on and he's begging me to fuck him... I spit on his hole line up and slam in, he crys out and I pump in his tight hole. He's moaning loudly and load his ass... He sucks me clean and leaves.... I move over to the third cubical in the row knock and push door open. This guy is there long cock in hand. I walk in shut door turnaround and sit on his hot cock, only got spit as lube so it's rough and hot. I slide up and down his hard cock making him moan and me begging him to fill my ass.... When I start begging he comes quick loading me up. Once he finishes fucking his load in a bit more, he heads out. While I sit in the toilets fingering the cum in my ass and tasting him... Good days work I think

Last weekend I met a new fuckbuddy. 42yo fit guy with an high sex drive (maybe more than I can take and that says something!). We have been fucking like bunnies several times and he was over again last night. Big thick cock and yummy balls. Switches from slow fucking to hard pounding and goes on forever before he cums. Made me shoot my load minutes after he went balls deep rubbing my prostate and a 2nd time when he pumped his 2nd load in me. Left me a sweaty exhausted mess and looking forward to tonight! 😉

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 1 I was looking to see if anyone was needing a house boy online and I found one article that caught my attention. Looking for a young sexy house boy who does everything asked. Would require to move into the spare room and be a full 24 hour houseboy. Room and board are included and I need one that will be a great cook as well as a good cleaner and would be of service during all the parties I host. The biggest requirement of all is that the house boy needs to be Poz or if they are neg willing to convert to Poz. This is a house of hiv Poz men we have four men living here with hiv and one with aids and we all need a house boy that will take care of the house and take care of our needs as well when we aren't having a party. Of course this means you have to be at least 18 years of age and we would prefer you to be a total twink as well as a bottom if not vers. We will take care of all your needs as well and any you desire in the future. There is one more requirement needed for this position but will explain that during the interview if we decide to choose you. Respond to this if this will be you and send pics of your ass body and dick so we can assess you. I was shaking as I read through the article a second time and I saw my dick was rock solid and dripping as I read it. I could feel my hole twitch and couldn't move the mouse fast enough to the respond button. I gave all the info about me that I was 18 a total twink with no body fat brown hair and green eyes, a seven inch cut dick and a butt that you could bounce a quarter off of. I sent a few pics of me in a thong so they could see my ass and my body and dick and couldn't hit send fast enough. Once the response was sent I laid down and furiously started to jack off and finger my ass and shot the largest amount of cum that I ever have just imaging what would happen if they choose me.

Daniel finished neatly stacking the towels atop the wicker table, lining and centering them as he had done so many times before. A tall, slender gentleman with a trimmed beard and a smile, he had started his little massasge therapy studio eight years ago with great success. His original clientele were mostly women, however as time passed word of mouth began to crown him the best masseuse in town, having easily secured three or four yearly awards from the local dog trainer's write-in "best of" contest. Todays appointments were light for a Friday, and predictably just as he had finished putting up the last of the linens a walk-in customer appeared. "Are you open?" chimed a younger man from the lobby. "sure are!" Daniel smiled, appearing from the hall, "We dont normally do walk-ins, but I just happen to have a room ready right now if you like. Im Daniel." "Andy" the young man sheepishly smiled. "nice to meet you. Did you see us in the paper?" Daniel walked the sandy blonde down the hall to a lightly perfumed and generously lit room. "oh, uh, no my wife goes here sometimes and ive got a sore shoulder from raking up the lawn this week." "That storm sure was pretty crazy right? Well dont worry, we'll have you feeling like a million bucks in no time." Daniel poured a small cup of iced tea and handed it to the clean cut lad as he gulped it down. "hot out today isnt it?" Daniel refilled his glass and set out a assortment of clean towels and oils as Andy nodded. "nothing relaxes like a nice glass of iced tea. I need to grab a few more things Andy, then we can get started. Go ahead and get those clothes off and hop up on the table." Daniel returned to see the young man face down on the table as instructed, with a small towel draped over his ass. pouring the warm oil into his hands, Daniel began working along the mans neck and shoulders first. "feels okay Andy?" Daniel smiled, as the young man sighed heavily. "thats right buddy just let all that stress go." Daniel worked the mans legs and lower back, and as he came to the towel draped over his ass, he paused. "Im gonna go ahead and do your hips now Andy," Meeeting no resistance, Daniel slid the towel off and admired the young mans tight cheeks. "legs apart a little buddy?" Andy mumbled, wiggling his ankle as Daniel smiled. "Must be all that hot weather today Andy. Here, let me help" Daniel lifted the boys legs and parted them gently. Daniel had never been content with the meager wage of a masseuse. Cinematographer however fetched a much more reasonable sum, and Daniels videos were highly sought after. As he slid the camera out from an adjacent drawer he set it to record, and gently set it between the boys legs, he began removing his clothes as well. Daniel had made his living as a masseuse, however he paid his bills by artfully deflowering straight men. "feels pretty good huh? most guys never think about their hips but there are a ton of muscles down here" Daniel worked the intoxicated boys glutes, making sure to expose the winking hole wide for his audience. The few blond curls along the boys tight ass gave way to a pretty pink hole, one that Daniel was eager to open. "how're we doing Andy" Daniel asked this almost rhetorically as the boy mumbled an incoherent slur of drugged words "Thats what i like to hear buddy.." Daniel smeared a generous glob of thick white lubricant on his index and middle finger and frosted the tight hole liberally. Reaching to the rack of towels, he opened a small box to produce a moist blue rag drenched in poppers. "nice deep breath now Andy." the boy obeyed, groaning and huffing as instructed. "nice and relaxing isnt it Andy? makes you feel good from head to toe." Once the boys breathing became heavier, he returned to the lube covered little hole and began gently massaging. The trick, Daniel had found over the years, was to use the poppers first to distract from the slow burn of the tina in the lube. Daniel worked patiently, massaging more viscous white grease into the hole until his ring swelled and began to glisten. "very good Andy" Daniel remarked, holding the boys cheeks apart for the camera and watching in anticipation as a clear drop of the boys own juice trickled out. With enough tina and time, he had reduced Andys once puritan asshole to a thirsty pink pussy that drooled in anticipation of something it had never known. "here we go Andy. Next parts nice and easy. Im going to hop up here so I can get some more leverage and really work those knots out" Daniel straddled the boy and began rubbing his shoulders oncemore, his dripping cock coming to rest gently between the radiating heat of the boys virgin hole. replacing the camera, he worked a light bit of the fiery lube into his piss slit and clenched his teeth, savouring the raw intensity before returning his hands to the boys hips and smearing the head of his cock along the crack of Andys ass. leaning foward, he grasped the popper drenched rag and laid atop the boy. "breathe now andy, thats it" Daniel instructed, as he came to rest atop the boys back as it gently rose and fell, his lungs filling with the pungent drug. Once he was satisfied with the state of the boy, Daniel lifted himself. Camera in one hand, cock in the other, he pushed the bulbous purple head of his uncut cock against the boys virgin opening. Daniel knew that if he took his time, that if everything were done correctly, he could ease into any mans hole no matter how tight. Andy was no different, as the once virgin boys hole opened, hot and wet around Daniels cockhead. He paused an focused the camera, capturing the involuntary flexing of his own thick prick as it instinctively began pumping precum into the hole. Daniel groaned, waving his arm for a moment before Daniel gently returned it to his side. "ssshh, almost there buddy. This muscles just so tight" Daniel effortlessly slid another few inches into the drugged virgins guts and was rewarded with a louder groan from both Daniel and Andy. Daniel slid out, then back in, feeding the rest of his bloated tool into the now welcoming hole. "there we are Andy. It took a little bit of patience but see how much better it feels when we stretch this muscle out?" Andy continued moaning as doug worked himsefl deep into the boys raw hole, pausing only occasionally to draw his fat cock completely out and admire the boys guts through his gaped ass. Daniel fucked the boy for nearly an hour, working a thick slime between the two as all the while the camera rolled. "time to finish up now Andy..." Daniel panted, as he drove deep and grunted, struggling to hold the camera as his cock kicked away inside the boy, blasting him full of Daniels cum.

Prelude There are two Americas in the world. Now settle down, I'm not about to get political on you, this isn't that kind of tale. I'm speaking of the two Americas that exist side by side with little to no interaction. There is the America everyone sees, you know the one on TV. With the cities and the lights and the cars going fast. With the Ubers and the Instagram and the swiping left on things that you're gonna have delivered by an Amazon drone. Everyone knows that America. That America is the one where a group of seven white people sit in a coffee shop that charges five bucks for a cup and talk about a lot of nothing for 22 minutes and then smile as names scroll past them at a speed that is far too fast for normal people to read. We all know this America and for most people, it is their reality. But there is another America. An America where time seems to have stood still. An America where people walk slower, they smile more and they know each other's name in a way city folk don't quite understand. It is an America of picking apples and fallen leaves, stealing a kiss in the back seat of a car and going to sleep knowing that even if you didn't lock your door, it's gonna be ok. It's an America where people are judged by the work they do not the clothes they wear or the car they drive. An America where you own a truck cause you haul things, not cause you saw a celebrity drive one. Sure there are problems with this America as well as the first one but you ask the people who choose to live there and they'll tell you it's ok. It's a shrinking America to be sure but it's still there, alive and well. This is the America in which Everett Palmer lives. Now you don't know Everett, good, wholesome boy. Only son to Benjamin and Kathy Palmer over on Palm Street, he grew up tall, handsome and...well just about everything you'd think about if I said an all-American boy. A sophomore at Mercy Wells College on a scholarship to play baseball and he is about to come climbing out the second-story window of that peach-colored house over on the left. You see Everett has been dating Cheryl Miller since he started college and things have been heating up lately. No, that's not right. Things haven't been heating up lately, Cheryl has. You see Cheryl, third daughter to Paul Miller, dean of Mercy Wells, had set her sites on Everett and thought she had bagged herself a good one. He was handsome, polite, kind, an athlete's body and then there was the other thing God had graced the boy with that she was taken with. She had thought he was going to be like every other jock that had passed through her father's school, cocky, brash and sex-starved. But if anything, the boy didn't make one move towards Cheryl in the bedroom department. At first, Cheryl was taken by Everett's manners and patience, which was then replaced with admiration on how the boy could control himself so well when they spent so much time alone to frustration wondering if this boy was ever going to make a move. So Cheryl, being a young, independent woman of the millennium, made her own move on Everett. The boy took to sex like a fish to water and the two had been getting along swimmingly ever since. Cheryl would wait until her parents were asleep and then call for Everett to climb the lattice wall up to her window so he could sneak in and they could get down to business. This had been going on for a few months now and not one hiccup had occurred. That's the thing about hiccups, they can come right out of nowhere. You see coach Moore had the boys running drills past nine last night in preparation for next month's playoffs. The team, including Everett, had run miles and miles in the backfield until they could barely stand anymore. Moore had said their performance was pitiful but secretly he was proud of the boys, Everett especially. The boy was being scouted by a couple of major league teams quietly and if he didn't screw things up he was a shoo-in for a chance to play big-league baseball someday. Everett had screwed things up by telling Cheryl he would be over after practice. Still in his baseball pants and cleats, Everett had climbed the lattice quietly to her bedroom, his girlfriend waiting for him in a nightgown that covered very little. His legs burned with exertion from the wind sprints the coach had piled in him but the call of sex was too powerful for the nineteen-year-old and into her window he climbed. It turns out after climbing in, Everett didn't need to do much more than lie there and enjoy it. Cheryl had pleasured herself on the boy for well over an hour, brought him to climax twice with little effort all with almost machine-like efficiency. Now normally Everett was quick to dress and exit her room, one, because he was pretty sure her father would kill him if he found the baseball player in a state of undress with his daughter but more because whenever he was done having sex with her he had this desire to want to shower as quickly as possible. It was a confusing impulse but normally it was all Everett could do to not jump out her window and run to his house to rinse all evidence of his carnal behavior off his lean body. But not last night. You see last night Everett was just too tired to care and Cheryl was too happy that her boyfriend decided to stay and cuddle for once. The two of them passed out on the floor, Everett in just his high baseball socks and nothing else, Cheryl in less than that. So it is here we meet Everett, minutes after Cheryl's older sister barged in and told the two to wake up quickly, not before stealing a glance at what her sister had been coveting this whole time, that her father was awake and wondering where she was. A minute after Cheryl shook the sleeping athlete awake and told him he had to go. And seconds before the sound of Cheryl's father's footsteps could be heard climbing the staircase to her room. And there as promised is our boy, Everett Palmer, climbing down the side of the house, buck naked, save his socks, with his uniform in hand as he avoided the more prickly pieces of ivy from grabbing his junk as he descended. As luck would have it Ms. Lamar was walking her dog in front of the Millers and turned just in time to see the young athlete's nude form drop to the driveway. He was 6'2” without an ounce of extra fat on him. Days and days of baseball had tanned his face and arms but left the rest of his toned, muscular body pale as the day he was born. But the most impressive part of Everett wasn't his height or frame or his toned, athletic body. It was what God had gifted him below that made Ms. Lamar pause. You see when the lord almighty puts bodies together he does so in a judicious way. He tries to keep things as even as possible, brains, looks, body, no one gets too much of everything to keep things fair. So pretty people rarely had much in the way of common sense, athletic folks weren't all that known for being rocket scientists and the smartest and kindest of people were so, usually at the expense of outward looks and physical grace. Not in Everett's case. You see when Everett was being dreamed up it was clear from the get go the boy lacked the basic common sense that God had given a squirrel. He was timid, trusting, kind to a fault and loathed to fight in any capacity whatsoever. A creature like this would be nearly helpless in the world, a victim to whoever stumbled across the poor boy to just run ramshod over him and take advantage of him. So when Everett was born he was given the looks of an angel, the body of a devil and the cock of a demi-god. It was a sight to see and see it Ms. Lamar did as it swung heavy between Everett's legs as he slipped his baseball pants on. How he stuffed the whole thing down the front of his pants and not got it caught in the zippers no one will know, but within seconds, wearing only pants and socks he ran as fast as he could towards his car, hoping no one was looking out Cheryl's window. As he slipped inside his '67 Bel Air, a Christmas gift given to him by his dad, his large feet dwarfed the pedals as he tossed the rest of his uniform aside and turned the beast over as fast as he could. He looked over and saw the stunned face of Ms. Lamar, who was just staring at the boy like she had seen the Lord risen again. He smiled and gave her a small wave as the car turned over and he drove off as fast as he could. And this is where our story starts.

Great , when I was in college the block toilets were awesome, I used to suck and get fucked by a lecturer on a Monday lunch time over the pan, he was in his 50s, thick dicked. Went on a college weekend away trip, I had one of the girls in my room blowing me lol, anyway head principal knocked on door, i put her in wardrobe, he was in his underwear, but staring at me idle shit talk, I made excuse for him to leave, got rid of her and then went to his room, stayed the night, he did everything to me, licked me all over, ate my arse, fucked me 3 times, but I had to call him Dad. Finally, in gloryhole sucked a beautiful dick in the toilets near campus, seriously it was perfect, i sucked it, backed onto it, rode it and finished off back in my mouth. Ended up us both coming out of cubicles and it was my direct tutor, who put his finger to his lip and played with me all term. Now these were 3 staff members fucking students, I wonder if they knew about each other. Great times.

Artiste Redux The comment from the night before really bugged me. Tim wasn't my boyfriend and the only times I'd met up with him after he converted was to fuck other guys. I wasn't sure why Carlos' comment grated on me so much, other than it was so far from reality. I grabbed my phone and cruised some of the apps. One nearby guy looked familiar and once I opened his profile up I remembered him. I hadn't seen him online in a while so I sent off a message. "Long time no see. Are u gettin fucked every 2 or 3 months now? ;)" It took a couple minutes but I got a reply from the artist in the building next door "lol not that bad but close." I wondered how far the messages would go. "if ur on then u must be ready 4 ur next one." "unlike most of these guys I come on here to meet not jerk off" he replied right away. My cock twitched and started to grow. I typed back "ikr most r just window shopping. u want a repeat or u just do guys once?" "repeats r good u lookin now?" was the artist's reply. "yah, meet u at the back door again in 10?" I tapped out. His condo looked the same, not much furniture and pizza boxes littering the kitchen counter. Once in the living room, I pushed him against the wall and gave him a rough, hard kiss. My hand moved from his chest up to his neck and I wrapped my hand around it, covering his pronounced Adam's apple. I could feel the blood pumping up to his head and squeezed a little harder. His tongue tried to fight back but his arms reached around me, holding me gently. I kept up the kissing and choking for almost 5 minutes more before I let up. I backed away and walked into his living room, taking a quick glance around. There were more half finished paintings this time and even a couple completed works on the wall. I reached down and grabbed the small bong from the table and checked it out. "Mmm, freshly loaded. You're a good host" I said, reaching for the lighter. He came closer as I flicked the lighter and took a long hit. I passed it over to him and he did the same. We each took another pair of hits and the weed was spent. It was good stuff too and the rush was feeling damn fine. He reloaded it and we each took another hit before he set it back on the table. "Ready to get fucked?" I asked as I stared into his glassy eyes. He nodded and turned, stumbling slightly. I caught his shoulder and pushed him toward the wall of windows. "Strip and bend over on to the window ledge" I said and watched him immediately drop his shorts and pull his wife beater over his head. He spread his legs, bent from his waist and rested his hands on the window ledge looking out to the building across the street. By this time my sandals were off and my sweats were on the floor next to my tee. My cock was rock hard and eager to feel his chute wrapped around it again. I gave a few spits on his hole and fingered them in quickly. "All the way" he said, before adding "Wreck it good... like last time." I chuckled to myself and then shoved in until my balls slapped his own. He growled as my cock speared in deep and I felt his body shake a few moments. I waited a couple seconds before I withdrew almost completely and then slammed in again. "Fuck yeah!" he yelled out from his gritted teeth. My hips started to roll, plowing in and out. Each stroke was firm, ending with a slap as our bodies met. After a few minutes I moved my hands to his shoulders and began to pound a little harder. Looking over his shoulder I spotted a guy across the street, standing at his window and rubbing his crotch while staring back at us. When he backed away, I was a little disappointed. I always liked having an audience watch me fuck. He came back a minute later and it looked like he had some small binoculars and seemed to be naked this time. I started to pump faster until I drove in deep and ground my hips on the artist's ass. I pulled all the way out and checked out the gaping hole before ramming back in and pounding his hole some more. The guy across the street was stroking his cock furiously as he watched us fuck. Several minutes later I could feel my balls start to churn and my motions became more frantic. The guy across the street gave a few more strokes and I'm pretty sure he shot all over the window. I needed a little more time but I too was unloading my toxic load deep inside the skinny artist's guts a couple minutes later. "Breed my fuckin' hole" he yelled out as my cock pulsed deep inside him. It was a good six or seven heavy shots that painted his tortured chute with my viral cream. I looked up and our voyeur was gone. I laid down on the floor and pulled him with me. We stayed there about ten minutes chatting before he crawled over and grabbed the bong and lighter. I sat up and we finished off the bowl with a couple small hits each. We chatted a little about nothing, our hazy minds not able to keep a real conversation going. He got a wicked smile on his face and pushed me flat on to the floor. He gave my cock a few strokes with one hand and played with my nips with the other, bringing my dick back to life and fully hard. The artist straddled me and guided my cock to his cum filled hole. He pushed down and I felt my cock breach the entrance. With the head back inside and his hole stretched around my shaft, he took a big breath and dropped his body down. He looked down at me and pulled up a few inches and dropped down again, getting the rest of my cock into his hole. I felt his muscles spasm around me. I knew he must be in a little pain but it didn't seem to deter him since he began riding my cock almost immediately. I was surprised at his stamina since he didn't have a lot of muscle anywhere on his body. He fucked himself on my cock with determination. Several minutes later, I reached up and grabbed on to his arms before I sat up, rolling him backward on to the rug. My hands moved to his legs and folded them back. He looked really sexy with his hands holding his legs wide, waiting for my hips to start thrusting into his hungry hole. It felt just as good as last time with him taking whatever I gave and my cock churning the earlier load inside him. We kept going for almost ten minutes until I slammed in and felt my cock erupt, spewing ropes of hot cum deep into his guts. I growled as the last few spurts shot out and he looked back at me with a big grin. I saw his chest and face covered in his cum and his hands still holding his feet. We stood there motionless for a minute with my cock planted fully in him. As we stared at each other he asked "How long you been poz?" I froze, unprepared for that question right then. He'd never mentioned status in any of our messages or when we met last time. "Five years or so, I guess. Why?" I replied. "Well, you pozzed me up the last time we fucked. You must have a real high viral count if you did it with one fuck" he said calmly. I was speechless for a moment. He obviously knew it was me since he hasn't been getting fucked much so it was easy for him to pin it on me. I couldn't deflect it to one of his other hookups like I'd done a few times in the past, but I tried. "Uh... you sure you didn't fuck with anyone else?" I asked. "My dildo Thick Rick is the only thing that's been in my ass for a month before and a few weeks after we fucked" he replied. "You don't seem too pissed. You ok with it?" was my lame response. "Hell, yeah. I knew it would happen eventually. That's one of the reasons I moved to the city. I wanted to get a lot more poz dicks in me to boost my chances. I just didn't count on covid killing my sex life" he replied in the same calm voice. "You asked for a rough fuck so that's what I gave you. It makes it easier for the bug to get you that way" I said, my cock still in his hole and not getting any softer. "All the guys that fucked me since I moved here and before the pandemic were on prep or undetectable so I wasn't expecting it. Even the guys that listed their status as 'poz' were on meds. But... after you and I fucked, I felt guilty so it was just me and my toys so I didn't get covid. Then, a friend from back home visited me three weeks after we fucked last time. He saw some rashes on my back and started asking questions. Then he woke me up in the middle of the night and I was covered in sweat. Normally I sleep through the night into mid-morning so I never really thought much about it" he said. I chuckled and thrust my hips, plowing deep inside him. "He didn't freak out?" I asked. The artist looked at me and smiled. "Nope. He's on prep and he thought it was cool fucking his first real poz guy" he replied. "Do you know for sure? A rash and night sweats isn't a confirmation, just a good indication" I said, feeling my cock start to throb. "Yeah, I finally got tested and they gave me my results yesterday. Poz and pretty healthy according to the clinic. You've gone 5 years without meds?" he asked. I pulled my cock out, leaving just the sheathed head on his hole. "It was two years before I had to go on meds. I ran out just as the lockdown hit and my doc couldn't refill my prescription" I said, pulling back the foreskin and watching more precum drip onto his hole. "You must have bounced back pretty quick to do me with that one fuck" he said, clamping his hole around my shaft. "300k about the time we fucked" I replied, forcing my way deep into him before starting on my next round. He wrapped his legs around me pulling me deeper with each thrust. "Hmm. About half of what I'm at right now" he said proudly. I grinned at him, drilling in harder for a minute until I grunted out "We gotta find you a few guys to breed. With it that high you need to share." He looked back at me curiously and said "I haven't topped in years. I'm a bottom." My hips moved back until just the tip was inside. "Once you feel your raw cock inside an unprotected neg guy, you'll want to fuck a lot more" I replied before slamming in again and shooting off a couple more ropes of poz cum. "Oh god my ass feels so good and used right now. I love feeling that burn" he answered back, but I could tell he wanted to say something more. Finally he said quietly "Then I'm just gonna have to find a bottom that really turns me on."

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.

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.

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.

Jonathan was a young college student; he had just turned 20 and starting his freshman year. Jon was 5’11 brown hair with blue eyes weighing 160 and a bubble butt! He was older than most of the freshmen, he was held back in first grade and it always made him much older than all his classmates. He just barely made it to college with his C + average, luckily, he was a legacy as his Mother and Father both graduated and the donation his grandfather made did not hurt. Jon was incredibly attractive and got hit on a lot and he had been with lots of women but always had a desire to see what it would be like to be with men. One night he decided to explore a gay bar on the trip he had heard lots of guys talk about who stumbled in thinking it was just a bar and as the stories go they would quickly leave to find some pussy. Jon decided to go and see what it was all about. He arrived and ordered a coke with lime and sat at a high top table and the first guy who came over was at least 60 years old and he chatted for a minute and put his hand on the boys leg and he moved his hand off his leg and the old guy left. Then an Early 50’s guy came over and chatted him up and bought him another drink. That must have had alcohol in it as the boy smiled and chatted with the older guy soon the 60 year old came back up and put his arm around the 50 year old and that seemed to be too much for the boy and he excused himself and went to the bathroom. I made my move and went to the bathroom also; he was at the stall pissing and I took the one to his right and pulled out my big dick and held it there. He looked and watched as I pissed and then jacked my dick a little and he remained and got rock hard watching me. I tucked my dick back in my pants and said, boy those old guys were all over you. I stood next to him, here I was 6’2 180 37 years old right next to a hot college boy. He was incredibly nervous, and I leaned in and whispered in his earl, you are a good-looking guy. Put your dick back in your pants and meet me in the bar. I want to get to know you! I walked out and he followed me a few minutes later and looked for me and spotted me at a corner booth and come over and I had already ordered him another drink and he sat and introduced himself as Jon and I told him it was nice meeting him but never told him my name. He drank down his drink and soon was slurring his words. Boy, come with me I have someplace I want to show you. The boy followed a little wabbly since he had some g in his drink. I took him into a back room and told him to take off his pants. He tried and I had to help him. I told him to bed over and he followed instructions and as he was holding onto the bench, I lubed his ass and slide in the enema. Piss from guys who partied the night before. The boy moaned as the t started to absorb inside him and I rubbed his back and told him to hold it in. Ten minutes later I decide it was time and took him over to the toilet and let him loose the piss and clean out. I told him how good he did and took him back and had him bend over and we did it all again. By the time I was done he was flying. I cleaned him up with rag and told him to put his pants back on, his once hard dick was a tina dick now. I lead him to the back door, and we left and walked a block and half to a video store, and he followed me in. I got changed and then we headed back to the booths. I went to a both with two glory holes and put some money in and told him to undress and just leave his shoes on. He followed and was soon naked in front of me. I told him to get on his knees, he did, and I began unbuttoning my jeans and soon fished out my big dick and told him to open his mouth. I started to suck, and the kid was awful. It was not long, and a guy stuck his dick through the hole, I pulled him off my cock and turned his head and told him to practice on his dick. Boy you need to learn how to suck dick. I put some poppers under his nose and told him to inhale both the right and the left twice and he opened up and started to suck a 7” medium thickness dick for what looked to be an older guy from the pubes he had some gray hair showing in his bush. Jon bobbed up and down on the guys dick who seemed to be enjoying it and then he started to moan, and I held Jon’s head and knew the guy would soon shoot his load in Jon’s mouth. Not minute later Jon started to choke and gag as the guy came in him I and coxed Jon to swallow boy, just swallow. The guy pulled out and zipped up and Jon looked up at me somewhat embarrassed and I just said good boy. Open your mouth I instructed and then I spit two wads of spit in his mouth and told him to swallow. The other door opened, I rubbed my finger on the hole and this soft but thick dick slide through. There you go boy, I chirped, and he worked his way over on his knees and took the dick in his mouth and began to suck it, I pulled him off twice to feed him poppers and soon the guy on the other side began to grunt and I held Jon’s head and this time he was ready and sucked down the guys load. The guy pulled out and zipped up and I heard the door and Jon looked up and opened his mouth and I spit in it twice. I had him suck my dick and he was greatly improved, and he would get better in time. Then the dick I was waiting for, long had to be 8” but on the thin side but rock yard. He went over without being asked and started sucking it while I got down and lubed up his little pussy. Slide a finger in him and he moaned and then I told him to stand up and turn around and I held the guys dick as I lined up Jon’s hole and slowly pressed him back on that dick. Jon looked at me like he knew he should not be doing it, but the guy started slowly fucking his ass and Jon immediately started to moan. I put the poppers under his nose, and he huffed, and the guy started hitting the wall slamming his dick into Jon. It must have hurt some since Jon went to pull away some, but I pushed his hips back and said be a good boy and take his dick. Jon did not fight and left his ass up against the wall and five minutes later the guy slammed into him and shot into Jon’s ass. The boys first loads, two down his throat and one up his ass. It was hot to watch. I had him suck three more dicks and take their loads and then told him it was time to go. He hot dressed even as cum dripped out of his hole and followed me out of the booth and I back to my car and he got in and never asked where we were going and I drove him back to my place. We walked in and I told him to get undressed, socks and all. I grabbed the torch and a bowl and told him to watch as I lit it up and slowly inhaled and then leaned down to kiss him and gave him a gunshot. He inhaled and coughed, and I told him I wanted to see him do it. He grabbed the pipe and I lit it and I told him to slowly inhale now. He did and took a huge hit and coughed less this time. Nice boy now do three more hits and I will be right back. I went into my bedroom and pulled up BBRT and searched for buddies and shot off a few emails, sent some text and posted a party. Hot young negative boy looking for loads tonight. No load refused! Took three already! Now, I was not interested in everyone who hit me up for the party but I started to get text back and shoot out invites to my place and had guys use the back door to my house where you could walk right into a mud room and there was a guest room off that. I took Jon to the playroom and set him up on all fours after I had him slip on a jock. One of my bottom fucks left it, it was a little tight on him, but it framed his lily-white ass just right. I unbuckled my pants and got between his legs and spit on his hole and slide my dick in him and he yelped and I tossed him the poppers and told him to use them as his ass started to accommodate my thick 9 inch dick. I fucked him for ten minutes and shot my load in him and pulled out and cleaned up and then grabbed his hands and fastened them to the headboard and slipped a blindfold on him. I got a text a bud was around the corner, so I slipped a rock in his well lubed ass and left him there for my bud to find. My bud came in and knew exactly what to do, I had the door the rest of the house locked and could see the room on video and when guys came in. My buddy is white 6’4 Red hair, 230 pounds all muscle and loves young boy ass. He also has a huge 8” beer can dick. The poor boy is starting out with a huge fucking dick, even bigger thicker than mine. He appeared and immediately started undressing and examined his new little toy. Fingered his ass, one and then two and finally three fingers in him. My buddy went to the top drawer of my dresser and pulled out a ball gag and slipped it in the boy’s mouth and fastened it. He then lined up his fat dick at the boys hole and lubed it up and pressed it against the hole that was still tight and slowly slide in as we both heard the boys muffled pleases to stop and scream as his hole gave way. It is always hot to watch my him fuck a newbie, he gets off on the pain he causes and shows little mercy. He re-arranged Jon’s insides for five minute and gave him a break. Jon must have thought it was over, bottoms usually do and then he slides in deep in one quick move and started it all over again. Each time the boy protested less and soon my buddy was long dicking him and said boy you want this load and she shoved it deep in Jon and unloaded as his body shook. Mike always did cum a ton. He pulled out and cleaned up in the bathroom and left passing an older guy late 50’s on the way in. Mike nodded and the older guy tall and skinny with white hair came in and immediately started eating the boys loose cummy hole. Even with the ball gag in you could hear Jon whimper. The old guy who I had never seen said he had a 9” dick but had not pulled it out and just kept eating that loose cum filled hole and then he pulled off and he pulled out a needless syringe and shoved it up the boys hole and shot the content in. He then undressed revealing a long soft dick. He pulled out another syringe and shot it in his dick and it slowly began to rise and thicken and soon he was at full mast. Nice long dick. From the angle it had to be closer to 10 inches. He felt Jon’s entire boy and just slowly fucked him and eventually began to pick up pace. He began to tell Jon he loved slutty young boys. Then he said, you are a pussy boy, a fucking anonymous cum dump pussy boy. A minute or two later the door opened, and this young guy walked in. Tall, thin but average looking. He disclosed in his emails that he was poz in the email to me and he just had not fucked much since being diagnosed a few weeks ago. He asked is the boy was neg and if he cared and I told him that the bottom said all loads and that includes your poz load. He quickly asked for the address and said he would be there in 20 minutes. The older guy started breathing heavy as the young guy stood in the doorway jacking his dick fully clothed. Soon the old man shot his load in Jon and pulled out. When he realized he had an audience he winked at the kid who got up on the bed and slide right inside Jon and began fucking him after unbuckling his belt and pants. The kid must have been pent up because he fucked Jon for eight minutes and shot his first load inside him. His body shook as he unloaded, and he moaned. The old guy said nice as he walked out, and the boy began to kiss Jon all over his back and feel his body. He began to fuck him again and ten minutes later he shot another and then five minutes later another load up his neg ass. He leaned down and kissed his neck and I hard him say, boy you have me deep inside you forever now. I am going to come back tonight and give you more cum and if you are lucky, I may even fist that beautiful ass of yours. He pulled out and slide two fingers in Jon and then three and twisted them around inside him. Nice, the kid said as he pulled out and slapped Jon’s ass and said that they would have fun later. Jon needed a break and a bump so I locked the outside door and went into Jon and gave him a bootie bump and thought how hot it would be for that kid to fist his ass tonight. I decided I would set it up.

"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.

Nobody should have gotten you started. You're as raving mad as Crazy Grampa Donnie is. Most of your ill-informed, poorly executed, doctored, borderline libelous "memes" reveal a seriously deformed personality. More importantly, they seem to be exactly like the kind of thing we had trouble with a previous poster who was allegedly in Arizona posting - the same nutty ravings, the same reliance on stupid memes. I suspect we have a ringer.

My upstairs neighbor is poz and asked me to open his rosebud. He got stealthed last winter and just started meds. He's a hot bottom with a monster dick and wants to do sex with me. And here I sit, flirting with the idea that I can open his prolapse in exchange for a poz load. God damn, what is wrong with me??? I think this is a source of trauma for him, so maybe I better not tell him what I am.

Reading comprehension does not appear to be one of your strong points. I said Bill Clinton TRIED to lift the military ban, it was due to the republicans who refused to even consider anything remotely like lifting the ban that we ended up with don't ask don't tell. I remember it very well being I was active duty Army at the time.

Love fun at work, I've posted a few times about it, but pretty much get fucked at work daily and usually top one or two guys daily too... Students are so ready to fuck it's great!!

Once COVID calms down come study in Australia 😉 sure I can get you extra credit for somthing.... We have a sexology course too

Every year, there are one or two stories in the chem sex fiction section that catch our attention, capture our imagination, and leave us hungry for the next installment. This story is clear and crisp; the sex is described without clichés; and the narrator’s power plays are shown at just the right level of detail. If there was something like the Pulitzer Prize for chem sex fiction, the tale of the Parker Brothers would be this year’s winner.

This thread makes me want to enroll in Grad school to get fucked in college toilets 🤣

Yep. Thats good fun. I love how confused boys look when they wake up and my fist is up their ass or someone totally different is fucking them raw

I would hang you with a noose while a lineup of the most poz men I could find take turns breeding your hole full of various hiv strains and STDs. I would fistfuck your unconscious fuckhole so deep that my entire forearm went up your ass .I would make you get full-blown AIDS with at least a few med resistant strains of HIV and a pile of STDs in your destroyed loose sloppy fuckhole. I would get you hooked on meth and then have you get your cock and balls removed in exchange for drugs.

100% bareback. I get turned on rejecting guys who will only fuck me wrapped, and even more turned on when I manage to get them in me raw with very little effort. I haven't had a condom in my hole in years.... Probably since about 2008 or 2009?

Part 4 I smoked another couple of bowls with TJ before I kicked him out, making sure he was good and spun. This would almost guarantee he'd be back for more. And sure enough, by three o'clock the next afternoon, he was outside my door jonesing for more. He looked disheveled and skanky, which only made me want him more! I let him in and his body odor hit me like a truck. He explained he hadn't gone home because his roommates don't approve of tweaking and that he had spent all night and day wandering the streets. I almost felt bad for my dirty little skater boy, but my cock was stirring in my shorts as I pictured this piece of street trash searching desperately for a fix and coming back to me. I let TJ take a nice, hot shower as I tossed his rank clothes in the wash. I was reclining on the sofa when he came out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his boney hips, his dirty blond hair still dripping. His eyes lit up as he noticed the pipe packed full of the magic crystals. I motioned for him to sit next to me. I took a big hit, exhaling a nice big cloud. I handed it to TJ and enjoyed the sight of the trashy naked teen rolling the bowl and inhaling a nice, big hit. He collapsed back onto the couch with that certain look on his face. The look of someone who was coming down hard and had just taken the edge off. I smiled because I knew he was going to be so easy to get addicted. He took another hit before he handed it back to me, the greedy bitch. We passed the pipe back and forth until TJ had taken 6 big hits and I had taken 4. Then I set the pipe aside as I reached for the mirror and dumped a huge load of Tina on it. Then I took a razor blade and chopped at it until I had 4 nice big lines. I snorted 2 of them, then put the mirror back on the table. A look of crushing disappointment crossed TJ's face. "I don't get the other 2?" He brazenly asked. I looked a him for a minute before I started. "So, TJ , I've been fixing you up with some primo shit for a while now, and I've asked for very little in return." He just looked at me with his saucer eyes as I continued. "And this T? This is top of the line shit, and it isn't cheap. Now, I'm thinking you kinda owe me." He looked at me with puzzlement. "What do you want?" He finally asked. "I want you to suck my cock." TJ stood up saying, "No man, no way. I'm not no fag. I ain't gonna do that!" He exclaimed as he paced around. "Come on now." I prodded him. "It's very simple. You suck me off, and those two fat lines right there will be yours. If not, you can leave and never come back which means no more weed either." TJ stopped his pacing and stared at the lines. He was right on the precipice. I knew his fucked up mind wanted more drugs, and he kept looking at the mirror with desire on his face. "Come on TJ." I continued. "Just suck me off and it's yours, or leave and never come back." He ran his hands through his hair as he stared at the lines and contemplated his decision. After a few seconds he looked at me. "Fine!" he finally said. "But DON'T cum in my mouth! And nobody knows!" I didn't respond as I looked at him, standing there naked, knowing I was about to take one of his virginities. My cock was already almost hard. "Come here." I instructed him as I pulled off my shorts. I grabbed the pipe and quickly loaded a bowl. "Kneel right here." TJ slowly got on his knees as I spread my legs apart. He reached up and gingerly took a hold of my cock. This is one of the greatest moments there is, when a straight boy touches his first cock. He doesn't want to, but his desire to be high outweighs his beliefs. I smiled as he leaned forward and carefully put his mouth over the head of my dick. I had taken out my p.a., I didn't want his inexperienced mouth to crack a tooth. Electricity shot through my body as I felt the warm, wetness of his mouth. I lit the pipe and took a big hit, blowing it down into the face of the straight skater boy as he traded his mouth for drugs for the first time. I took another hit then pulled TJ off my cock. I let him have 3 more hits off the pipe. Then I handed him the poppers and watched as the whore took 4 long drags of the chemicals. "Now get back on my cock, WHORE!" I ordered him. I don't think he caught the whore part, but he was back on my cock, quick as a flash. Once he passed the initial phase of taking cock into his mouth for the first time, he really started sucking my dick with gusto. I continued to take occasional hits on the pipe, blowing it into his face. I'd let him take hits of poppers now and then before he would dive back onto my cock. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he sure liked it. He was doing an amazing job for a first timer. He would use one hand to jack my lower cock while he used his mouth on the rest getting a good 3 inches in there and stretching his mouth wide. I only had to tell him a couple of times to watch his teeth. After a good long time, TJ's efforts were finally going to pay off. I could feel the cum rising in me as I grabbed TJ's head. He tried to push himself off of me while mumbling, "Don't cum in my mouth." I held him fast as he struggled. "I never said I wouldn't come in your mouth, bitch. I said you have to suck me off, that means taking my load! Here it comes boy! Here it comes you little whore!" I exploded in his mouth as I pushed his head down further onto my cock. I wrapped my legs around his back as he fought to pull off me. I just gave another hard push on his head, forcing my fat cock to the back of his throat as I shot poz cum right down his esophagus. He gagged and choked as my cum leaked out of his mouth and down my cock. I finally released him and he sat back on his heels as he panted for air and tried to wipe the spit and cum off of his chin. God Damn he looked hot! A broken straight boy, is there anything better? He looked at me expectantly, like a puppy waiting for permission before it got it's treat. "Go ahead boy." I said to him. "You earned it." TJ grabbed the mirror and the rolled up bill and quickly snorted up the lines. "That's right whore." I whispered as TJ finished the second line and sat back on his feet again as he did the meth sniffs. "Take your payment."

I gave my last load to a hot, young, Hispanic boy in St Pete, FL whom I had been talking with on Bbrt. That happened this week. I’m a Vers guy on PrEP and he is a Vers Bottom that WAS on PrEP but stopped it in late 2019. He then became a Chaser and decided to play sexual roulette, no questions asked and no load refused. That intrigued me and excited me. In addition, we have a mutual foot fetish. I went to his Apartment and he led me to the bedroom which had a mirror set up so we could watch our fuck session. We had body contact first and then he gave me his feet to service and his feet are as beautiful as mine are. Then he turned over on his stomach and gave me my first look at that beautiful ass of his. I fucked him doggie, then missionary, and back to doggie style and that’s when I shot my load in his ass. I had not cum in over a week so our fucking didn’t last too long. While we were fucking we had a lot of poz talk (me pretending I was poz, going off PrEP, and the desire to knock him up). It was great poz play. After I came inside him, my dick was still rock hard so he got on top of me and rode my cock while sniffing poppers and loved it. After we did that, I talked to him about maybe whoring him out at a motel the next time I’m in St Pete and he loved the idea. If anyone in the Tampa, St Pete area is interested, let me know and we can arrange it. He will be a no questions asked, no load refused bottom. However, if you are poz and want to whisper it in his ear and tell him that as you are cumming inside him, he would love that. I’ll post some pictures of our fuck session.

Getting in on a weekend had been my goal for about two years now but I had never succeeded. Thursdays however were easy, there was no bouncer and as long as you didn’t try to buy anything alcoholic at the bar the staff would leave you alone. That’s when my friends and I would go. We’d be there with a good crowd, mainly our age, with the old guys watching us from corners and leaning up against walls ogling the young meat on the dancefloor. The old guys, meaning anyone over 30, scared me. Everyone scared me to be honest as I wasn’t fully out, so my two friends usually gave in to me wanting to dance in one of the dark corners where I wouldn’t have to make eye contact with anyone. We’d stay in the corner, dancing, until the lights went up and then I’d go home and wank off to the fantasy of being whisked off my feet and having hot sex with someone, or just sex with anyone! I wasn't a virging but I'd only had awkward sex. Sex where I couldn't really look the guy in the eye during or afterwards, sex where I ran as soon as I'd cum. I had lots of fantasies though, my biggest being to be dominated so badly that the guy I would blow would actually cum down my throat. My naivete and desperation coupled with the alcohol was now about to get me in big, big trouble… I couldn’t believe he was kissing me back! This incredibly gorgeous man was kissing me back! I started to melt and fall back into his arms when he pushed me off. “What do you think you’re doing?” he scowled at me. “You just stand there and kiss me right in front of my boyfriend?!” His friend, erm his boyfriend, now stopped laughing and scowled at me as well or was he trying to contain laughter? “I asked you how you were going to repay me and you reply by insulting me and my boyfriend, even after I saved you and prevented you from looking like a total idiot! You would have fallen completely on your face if it hadn’t been for me.” I was completely mortified and all dreams of being with this man now flew out the window. People were actually looking at us and omg they had actually seen me kiss him! I had kissed a man in public. FUCK! I didn’t see anyone I recognized so I decided to bolt. I made it one step before he grabbed me. “Where the fuck are you going? I ASKED you, How. Are. You. Going. To. REPAY ME?!” Now he looked almost angry... Again engulfed in his scent, hard as a rock leaking precum I stuttered “Aa a aanything y y yy you wwwant!” “Anything I want what, boy?!” Now I was totally stumped. What did he mean? “Wha whe wha” I stammered. “Anything I want WHAT, BOY!?” he repeated now only inches from my face. Then it dawned on me. This was in my favorite porn movie! A scene where a large muscular daddy wearing leather had fucked a younger twink and made him do all kinds of slutty things. The leather daddy had called him "Boy" and the twink had called him… “Aa aann aanything yy yyou wantttt, Sir?” “ Good boy!” he smirked, tenderly stroking my cheek. That’s when I shot my first load of the evening...

I need aids

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.

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!

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.

Great start. Reminds me of my poz house boy. He was lazy but awesome cumdump..

PART 1 Wayne had saved me from mental blow out because of my divorce. He went well beyond his job as my boss. He was single and as far as I knew had never become involved in an underling’s private life as he did mine. He got me out of my sullen and angry mood. He got to be a very good friend who just happened to be my boss. I trusted him totally. I now believe and understand that Wayne did what he did for selfish reasons which were unclear over the months that he spent working on me. First, he didn’t want to have to fire an excellent employee such as I was. I was always at work early and left late. I wasn’t a brown noser; I believed in committing totally to my employer. Second, Wayne had decided to move my life in a different direction after my divorce. He told me later that it was seemingly small innocuous remarks that I made that made up his mind. So, that’s a digest version of background about how I got started on my metamorphosis. But, when the real change took place was just over a year later. There was a national holiday on Monday. Late on Thursday, Wayne called a total staff meeting. We crowded into the multipurpose room. Wayne rushed in at the last minute and told everyone that they had exactly fifteen minutes to re-record their voice mail to reflect the office was closed as of today and would re-open on Tuesday. He then shouted for everyone to scatter and get the hell out. That was typical Wayne. Always giving his staff such super presents. Of course, he stopped by my office and told me that the two of us were going out to drink the night away. And, we did. I ended up crashing at his condo waking up at ten o’clock in his spare bedroom to a hangover. Wayne seemed to be fine. He fixed me an old family recipe to recoup my steadiness. It was nasty. I still had some residual feeling which wouldn’t do. Wayne fixed a second brew for me and with much protest I drank it. This stuff was so nasty tasting. And, the worst side effect was that I ended up with diarrhoea. Something that I found out later was that Wayne had given me a preparation used for people who are going to get a colonoscopy. This was only the beginning of my new experiences and life. Wayne insisted I stay with him until I felt better. He refused to let me leave. So, stay I did and gradually began to feel better. About four, Wayne said he had a surprise for me. He had planned an excellent easy night for us, but he wanted to be sure that I was ready. He told me that he had a vitamin supplement shot that worked wonders for him and thought it would help me now. I consented and watched as he got his supplement and prepared for injecting me. I was in awe with the process. He carefully mixed the white powder with sterile water and made sure it was dissolved. Then, he wrapped a tourniquet around my arm, inserted the point, and plunged. When he had finished the plunge, Wayne released the tourniquet. BAM! A tsunami of warmth and a rush sped through my body. I know my eyes popped out. I coughed about a half dozen times. My head spun. My heart beat wildly. Wayne helped me to get to the guest bed where I lay down. I felt as if I could leap the tallest building and run a marathon. I forgot all about my hangover and diarrhoea. This was when Wayne began talking to me about our evening. He told me that he was taking me to a very special place tonight where I would be very popular if not the star attraction for the night. He would tell me that he knew I wanted to go with him and to do whatever he told me to do. Then, he would ask me if I wanted to go with him and do as he said to do. I said that I would go and follow his directions. Over and over and over Wayne kept up this line of telling me and then asking me. I didn’t realize the significance of the repetition. He finally told me that I had to convince him that I was serious. To convince him, I had to beg him to let me go with him. At first, I didn’t. Then, I began half-heartedly begging soon upping the ante I began begging him almost to a hysterical level. Wayne then began the same process of moulding my mind into taking his vitamin supplement. Without hesitation, I agreed eventually. Wayne stood in front of me as I lay on the bed. He smiled as he calmed me. Then, he reached up and pulled his wife beater over his head tossing it behind him. He unsnapped his shorts and slid the zipper down on his shorts. He slid his shorts down to the floor and stepped out of them straightening up when he finished. His actions were so surreal. I saw Wayne clearly but my fog-bound brain didn’t quite process what was happening. Here was my boss totally naked in front of me. I saw his 6-foot 4-inch body that was covered with dark hair everywhere. The two dark pink areolae peeked out of the thick dark nest of hair. He probably weighed 200 pounds but not an ounce of fat on him. He was muscled but not overly done. My eyes finally lowered down and saw his immense uncut cock gently wavering in front of him. There was a huge wetness seeping out of his foreskin. I stared at his cock as if hypnotized. Minutes passed as I stared at his cock as it continued to gently sway and began to grow thicker and reach itself outward and upward. There was a huge vein that travelled down the top of his cock. I was spell bound by the size. Larger and larger his cock grew stretching the foreskin and peeling it backwards allowing the seeping pre-cum to more freely ooze out of his piss slit. My body began to move up from the bed. I stood on the floor making sure to steady myself. My hands reached down grasping my t-shirt and pulled it over my head. I dropped it on the floor. I then removed my shorts as Wayne had done. Now, I stood totally naked as Wayne. I looked at him and then back down at his bloated cock. I knelt on the floor and stared at the fat cock in front of me. My hand reached out and gently grasped his cock. It felt like fire. I stared at it as pre-cum flowed easily out of his piss slit. It formed a huge globule at the tip. My head moved forward to closely look at the slit. As I neared this behemoth, my mouth opened swallowing with difficulty the head of Wayne’s warm cock. I’ve always been straight. I’ve never had a thought of being gay. Never. But, here I was now with another man’s cock in my mouth. I had not been coerced or threatened into doing this. I had done it on my own and without encouragement. I suckled the cock in my mouth and began licking and swallowing the pre-cum. More and more I moved Wayne’s cock deeper into my mouth where I learned how to worship such a gift. As much as I tried, I never succeeded in getting the entire 9 ½ inches in my mouth. I settled on taking as much as I could and began exploring this new sensation. Wayne let me feast on his cock and pre-cum for a very long time. He at long last put his hands on either side of my head and began to slowly face fuck me. As much as I had enjoyed sucking Wayne’s cock, I found that I also enjoyed him face fucking me. He was good at doing it. I looked upward into his face that looked down at me. He smiled. I moaned a long signal of pleasure and contentment. I suddenly realized at the end of my moan that I was enjoying myself immensely. I reached for my cock finding it shrivelled to almost nothing and no matter what I did it refused to get hard. I returned my focus to Wayne’s cock. I feasted more on Wayne’s cock as he face fucked me. There was no hurry in what he did. I let him feed me as I tasted his nectar now draining into my mouth in abundance. Then, without a warning, Wayne stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. I tried to protest, but Wayne was firm. He told me to follow him. We walked to his bed room. He threw all the covers off the bed. He told me to lay on the bed on my back and at the edge. I did so. He grabbed behind my knees and pulled my legs up. He told me to grab them and hold them. I did. Wayne then opened a drawer on his nightstand and took out a medium-size looking syringe that didn’t have a point. He gently coaxed the full length of it inside my ass. “I’m going to inject you with some lube. You’re going to enjoy this almost as much as I am,” Wayne said as he began to fill my ass with lube. I felt the container gently easing out of my ass. Wayne looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back not knowing what was going to happen. I just knew in my muddled mind I believed Wayne when he told me that I was going to enjoy myself. Wayne set the empty syringe on the nightstand. He reached up grabbing my right leg with his left hand. He moved his cock with his right hand so that his gooey piss slit was pressing against my ass hole. He pressed in to secure his position as his right hand now grabbed my left leg. He looked down at my face and smiled whereupon I smiled back at him. “It’s show time,” Wayne quietly said grasping my legs with a vise-like grip. In three fast and swift strokes, he plunged his hard cock balls deep inside my ass which now raged on fire. My eyes bugged out as a huge gasp of air was sucked into my lungs. My body tensed from the shock of the entry of his massive cock. My sphincter was ripped open as was my lining. Wayne held my legs as I began to struggle to get away from him letting loose a primal scream of agony at which Wayne shoved a pillow over my face. The intolerable pain sped through my body like lightning firing off every nerve ending. He held his fully buried engorged pipe in my ass for a couple of minutes but what seemed like hours until at some point he slowly began to pull his staff of manhood out of my ass easing my pain sort of. I took the time to inhale great quantities of air while I whined and yelped. Then, as the head of his colossus reached my sphincter, he stopped and began slowly edging his powerful shaft back inside me. Pain returned again but not as badly as the first time. The pain was different in many ways, and I coped with this new entry. My head thrashed back and forth as once more Wayne began to fill me. I could sense every inch that invaded me. I reached up and grabbed onto his forearms holding them tightly for some unspoken assurance. My whines morphed into whimpers. I turned to face him when I felt his crotch hair began to mash into my ass cheek. Five more times Wayne slowly withdrew his leviathan from my ass and returned it fully inside me. Each time my whimpering lessened. On the fifth inward stroke, my eyes rolled backward into my head as I moaned the pleasure that I felt. “Look at me,” Wayne commanded which I did. “Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to fill your ass with my cock. Beg me to fuck your no longer virgin ass and fill you with my cum load. BEG ME TO MAKE YOU CRAVE CUM FROM ANY COCK!” My head was spinning as I heard his commands. Several minutes later I began to beg without any spirit. Wayne and I looked at each other knowing that my words meant nothing. I continued to beg as Wayne slowly eased his mammoth cock in and out of my ass which burned less and had no pain. The more I felt his cock now gliding in and out of my hole the hungrier I became to feel his blockbuster causing my words to become sincerer and then desperately earnest. I felt the power of Wayne’s major leaguer going in and out of my ass demanding my attention and obedience. Wayne began a faster pace of in and out of my ass. As I looked at him through my drug-glazed eyes, my body began screaming for more. His vitamin supplement now ordered me to join in this race to the finish. I gripped Wayne’s forearm now tighter as he began to shake and jar my body with each inward slam. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me. Fuck me harder. Give me your cock deeper,” I heard come out of my mouth. “Fuck me harder! Make my ass yours! Shove that cock deep in me! Please, fuck me harder! I NEED YOUR CUM IN ME! FUCK ME, WAYNE, FUCK ME!” My teeth were rattling from how hard Wayne was now drilling me. The pain was different this time: It was all beautiful, and I couldn’t hurt enough. The sound of Wayne’s body slapping into mine filled my ears as did the sloshing sound that he had created from this memorable fuck. Sweat dripped off him now and onto me. I loved the feeling and knew I had to have more. My throat let loose a guttural moan from my primeval ancestors, “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Wayne shoved his blood engorged gargantuan fuck stick deep in my ass unleashing a torrent of cum that raced through his urethra flooding my ass. My senses were so acute and on high alert that I actually felt at the moment that I could taste his gooey deposit. I felt his cock throbbing again and again and again as more of his slippery swimmers gushed into my ass spreading themselves out and coating everything in sight. Wayne was holding me so tight now it almost hurt . . . and I didn’t want him to let go. But, in the end, we both finally began to edge down from our high. Never had I ever experienced such a feeling. I knew I wanted more; I had to have more. Even if it meant I had to beg to get it. Wayne relaxed his grip on me letting my legs lower down as he pulled his now spongy and near deflated cum delivery pipe from my ass. I set my legs down on the floor as he took a step back. He motioned me to scoot up onto the bed, then, to flip over. I obeyed. He climbed up on the bed with me pushing his breeding stick back into my ass and laid on top of me settling himself. The night had just begun. What a boss.

Not a professor yet.... Lecturer but love fucking students in uni toilets or library rooms

Hm,, I am in the upper thousands. I never seem to be able to stop after the first cock. Getting fucked makes me hornier. For better or worse a lot of guys know I am a reliable cum dump, never say no to any cock. Have to say though that quality is a different question. Have lost count of the guys that just drove their cock in and came after 20-30 seconds, They leave relieved. I am left horny, but lubed up for the next one. I get loads daily but only get a good pounding once or twice a week (hat tip my troll)

I'm a little late to the party. But I've suffered with this too. I find exercising my hole daily is super helpful. Even if it's not a huge dildo, getting it in for a few minutes a day will keep you limber. More important than that is your aftercare. All that water from cleaning out, then chemicals in lube, then friction from an eager top really can beat up your hole!! Personally, I make a home blend of jojoba oil, cacao butter, and beeswax just for this. I dab on a little after any play. But if you don't wanna go the Pinterest queen route, any light, unscented facial moisturizer with no alcohol should help a lot. Best of luck!! ❤️

Met this kid in a bar, it was a gay bar that lots of young college guys stumble into and quickly realize it was all guys and leave. The boy was 5'11 blonde with blue eyes and he looked nervous as all get out. He drank his coke and as I watched a couple older guys chat him up and he smiled and talked but each moved on after a short time. I ordered use both a drink, him rum and coke a double and a single for me. I offered him a drink and told him he seemed nervous but this would help. He drank it down and I ordered another for him and soon he was feeling drink and happy and a bit more free. I asked him what he wanted and he said you, I want to be with you. I leaned in and kissed him and then escorted him out to my car and I drove him to a spot I have fucked guys before. It was in an old warehouse district that had lots of abandoned buildings. I stopped and leaned in and kissed him and then un-buckled my pants and pulled out my thick dick and pressed his head down on it. He sucked away and after a five minutes I told him to get out of the car. He looked at me oddly but when I hopped out he did too. I told him to drop his pants and he did but left his under ware on and I pushed him down to suck my dick and leaned down and pushed his his jockey briefs down and started to finger his hole. He moaned and then I told him to stand up and turn around and as he did I bent him over the car and eat his hole. He moaned loudly and once he was wet and opened I stood up and pressed my leaking dick against his hole and he said wait. should we use a condom? I asked him if he had one, he said no. Your clean right? I gave him some poppers and told him to inhale and after two hits each nostril I spit on my dick and pressed it into his wet juicy hole and fucked him till I shot inside him. He was moaning like a bitch and I pulled out and told him I thought I saw someone and we should go. He pulled up his pants and got in the car and I asked for his number. “I want to see you again.” I handed him a pen, and he wrote it down and I dropped him off. He told me he was available next weekend and I said good and pulled off. I put his number in my glove box and knew I had a sure thing next weekend if I needed some more ass. I love fucking guys and not letting them cum and they leave with my nut inside them.

Definitely hairy ,gaping and oozing loads from multiple guys.

Just bend over and let it happen, you WILL enjoy it and once you have someone cumming in your arse you won’t be able to stop. I’ve never come across a bottom who doesn’t enjoy raw, even the ones who initially insist on a condom bit soon open up as I rub my cock on their moist arse.

I have had several guys do this with me. the first one was the first boyfriend to start taking me to the bathhouse and the porn theatre to watch me suck guys off and get fucked bareback by total strangers. he decided to make me a few accounts on hookup sites but he ran them and would just set up pump n dumps all over town. sometimes he would come n watch but usually just send me out to take loads and then fuck them into me or eat my ass.he was also the first guy to post dirty ads on craigslist looking for bareback. had a couple daddies who liked to whore me out to guys and would just give me the addresses and tell me when to be there. one guy who did it I never even met. he just got off on knowing he could set me up to take loads from anyone. and of course my owner who has been whoring me out to guys since he met me in the bathhouse sling. I love it. the best way to just be a brainless cumdumpster. don't know anything about the guys, don't have to do the work online, just go from man to man and get used like trash by a lot of anonymous strangers. it heaven for a fuckboy.

"So... the canoe trip? What happened there?" Chris asked. Andy laughed again. "After I graduated, my dad invited Ken and his partner over for a BBQ. Ken cornered me in the kitchen when no one was around. He said his gaydar was goin' off the charts on me. 'Are you gay?' he asked, his face just a couple inches away from mine. I didn't want to out myself to my dad's friend, but I figured since he was gay it would be ok. Next thing I know, I had Ken's dick down my throat and my dad walks in. 'Hey Steve! Yeah, he's a faggot alright, just like I told ya. Great cocksucker too. You should bring him on the canoe trip' Ken told my dad while he kept fuckin' my face" Andy said. Chris bit into an egg roll and waited for Andy to continue. "So?" he eventually asked. "Well, my dad didn't want me to go but I kinda begged him to let me. I thought it would be like the camping trips my family went on when I was a little kid" Andy said, laughing. "I walked in on a conversation he and Ken were having right before the trip and I heard my dad say 'I'm sure he's clean' and then they changed the topic when they saw me. I decided to stay quiet on my status and figured I would bottom the whole time since there was less risk for the tops that way" he added. "You got fucked by everyone?" Chris asked, wondering how close it was to his experience. "Eventually. Until I got there, I didn't know I had no choice but to bottom. My dad wouldn't fuck me the first two days, but then Ken made him fuck me in front of everyone around the campfire. It was weird, but I just pretended it was just some anon fuck with a daddy like I'd done a hundred times before. My dad even said while he was fucking me 'Guess it doesn't matter any more'. That kind of confirmed my suspicions that they were all poz too" Andy said. "How'd you know?" Chris asked. "Just like with you, guys made comments alluding to it. You actually called us out on it during the trip. I didn't. Colin didn't. God, he was so fuckin' clueless he didn't get tested until months later. Who knows how many people he infected before finding out" Andy said. He paused a moment and then continued "I didn't say anything or get visibly ill after the canoe trip, so about two months after the trip my dad made me go get tested for STDs. I pretended to be shocked when I got my results but it was kind of hot hearing the words again" Andy explained. "They just thought I was one of those guys that never shows symptoms when they convert. If only they had seen me when I really did. I was sick as a dog for two weeks" said Andy. "Do you still fuck with your dad?" Chris asked after a long pause. "No, not really. Since I got pozzed I've been mostly topping. Dad is also a top, though I think he likes getting fucked by Ken. I think Ken is the one that pozzed him. I've walked in on them a few times and Ken is always fuckin' my dad. The best part is that I no longer have to sneak guys into the house to fuck. Dad is cool with it and it can be funny in the morning when the guys we fucked the night before are walking around the house naked and run into each other" Andy said. Chris nodded as he finished the last of his dinner. "Thanks for taking care of me. I can be a real ass when I'm sick. I just want to be alone" Chris said. "No problem. I've done it for a bunch of guys and kind of enjoy it. There's something about watching a guy convert and knowing you had a part in it" Andy replied. Chris grinned back at Andy but didn't say anything else. Andy got up and tossed out the takeout containers in the garbage can and then went to wash the forks, spoons and glasses. As he dried the last one he turned to Chris and said "You've already picked out your first victim, haven't you."

I love it when a smoker takes the smoke in then breaths it into me make me hard just thinking about it