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I left home when I was 18. I knew I was gay, and I knew my family would not accept me. I went to the Culinary Institute of America on scholarship and graduated top in my class and have been working for 8 years now for two really great famous chefs, and I love my life. I'm 6' 185 lbs, and I work out two hours 6 days a week, one hour in the morning before work and one after work. I'm also a cum slut who can give it as good as I can take it. I love dick! Enough about me. I received an invitation from an Aunt asking me to come to a family reunion this year. I was going to blow it off but my brother called and said I really should come in that my Aunts and Uncles were all getting old and it would be good for me to see them. After a lot of guilt tripping I agreed, booked my flight back to Louisville KY and rented the nicest car I could find on Turo. I drove in to my small town in Carter County and had booked a room at a bed and breakfast. I arrived the night before the reunion, and when I got up the next morning I skipped the country breakfast and went for a 2 hour run. I got back and showered and headed to Grayson Lake State Park for the reunion. The reunion was just what I expected, "You have grown up so much" "What do you do now?" "Your a cook?" "Are you married? dating?" "You know Kim who was in your class is still single you should call her" "A good looking man like you should be married, you're not one of those gays are you?" I was just about to say yes and just leave after 20 minutes, and then I looked up and saw them. Not one but two perfect specimens of manhood. They walked up to my brother and a cousin I knew and started talking so I walked over and my cousin introduced me to her son and his friend. I quickly found out her son who played football was sadly 17 and had already got his girlfriend pregnant but then I found out the other boy was 19 years old. He had graduated from high school and started college but had to drop out for some reason. His dream was to go to New York and be on Broadway. His name was Alex, he was 5'11" ish and probably 175 or so. You could just see the outline of a 6 pack through his tight polo. His blue eyes light up when he found out I lived in the big apple. My brother, cousin ,1and her son moved away to get food, and the kid and I continued talking. I told him he would have to get rid of the mullet if he came to New York, and then I heard the magic words. I would do anything to just get to go to New York and try to be on Broadway. I smiled and said, "Be careful what you say. Someone may take you up on that." He looked confused, but then my cousin's son came over and said they needed to go. I told the kid if he really wanted to go to New York to give me a call, and I would try to help him. I handed him my card and figured that was it. I went back home called my brother and told him why I had been away for so long and that I did not plan on coming back unless I had to. We agreed that was probably best, and I haven't spoken to him since. But a month to the day my phone rang, and I answered. I heard this timid voice. He said he was Alex and we had met at the family reunion in KY. I asked how he was, and he said, "Well I made it I'm in New York." I'll admit I was shocked but in the back of my mind I was really looking forward to seeing him again. I asked where in the city he was, and he said the bus station. I asked if he had any money, and he said he had all of his savings about $2300. I told him to take a cab and gave him the address to the restaurant and when he got there to ask for me, Chef Jay. About an hour later, I looked up and there stood the same hot ass blond stud minus the mullet and with a backpack. I fed him and put him in my office till my shift ended then we headed out. I told him I work out for a hour every night, and he was welcome to join me if he wanted or he could just crash at my place. He said a workout sounded great. We got to the gym and he pulled out his workout clothes, tight shorts that came about mid thigh and a wife beater. The work out was great and I really got a good chance to check him out. Great bod with a 6 pack and from the looks of things a very nice package. After we finished we went back to my place and I showed him where he could put his stuff and sleep. Apartments in New York are small but my roommate had moved out a few months back so all was well. I showed him the shower, and told him he could clean up first. Without hesitation he started taking off his clothes and before I left the room I saw his soft 6 or 7 inch cock just hanging there. It was all I could do not to drop down and start sucking him. But I reminded myself he's straight at least for now. After his shower I cleaned up, and then we sat down to discuss his plans. I told him I could get him a job at one of the restaurants I worked at. It would be long hours and hard work, but I would try to make sure he could audition for parts. After a while I went to bed, and so did he. The next morning, he was up and ready to go to the gym with me at 5:00 AM. I noticed he had the same clothes on so I asked if that was all he had, and he said yes. I took him in my room and gave him a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and before I could close the dresser he had dropped his shorts and was naked. I love free ballers and had to smile knowing I was commando too. The workout was great again. I told him I was going to shower at the gym, but he could clean up at the apartment if he wanted and asked if he remembered how to get back. He said he did, and his plan was to look for acting parts the first part of the day and then he would come to the restaurant at 2 like I told him. I made him a prep cook, and he was doing really good. This went on for a few days. On Saturday after work I asked if he remembered our conversation at the reunion. He said he did, and I said you remember how you said you would do anything? He said he did. I told him his two auditions for parts were because of a phone call from me, then I said and we need to work out some payment for the guy and food and rent. His head dropped for a second, and before I could say a word he started pulling off his shirt and when he looked at me he had this big smile. He then started taking off his jeans and asked if my tattoo of the bio-hazard sign was because I was trouble or because I was poz? I guess it was my turn to be shocked not his. I said I was poz, and then asked how he knew what it was. he reached over and started taking off my clothes and said he saw it at the gym and knew exactly how he was going to pay his rent if I was interested. I asked if he was poz and again he smiled and said, "I will be soon." For some reason I asked what his family would say and he said who gives a fuck, I came out before I left and my dad kicked me out, told me he had now place for a fag in his family and to go get sick and die. I asked if he always did what he was told and he said he didn't plan on dying anytime soon but he certainly planed on getting sick. As he said this he dropped to his knees and started sucking my dick. After sucking me for about 20 minutes we made out for a few minutes and then he said are you going to fuck me with that thing or what. I turned him around and bent him over and started to eat out his ass. I reached over and grabbed the lube and eventually started shoving it in with one finger. He looked back at me and said, "That's enough fuck me I need that dick." I told him it would hurt, and I needed to loosen him up to take my 8 inches. He looked in the mirror in front of himself and said, "I a god damn man and a dick sucking fag. Just fuck the hell out of me." I stood up behind him and aimed my cock at his hole. As I placed my head on his hole he started pushing back on me. I shoved in him all the way and stopped. He was screaming into a pillow and when he looked back up at the mirror with tears in his eyes he said, "What the fuck you waiting for? God dammit fuck me! Fuck my god dams ass and turn me in to a poz cum whore. Fuck me please!" And so I did. We fucked three times that night and two times after our work out at 5. I was late for work, but it was worth it. After a few weeks Broadway and acting no longer seemed important. After about three weeks of fucking his ass and yes him fucking me too, he got the fuck flu. I took a weeks vacation and fucked the hell out of him every chance I got. After the flu, I introduced him to the gay boys at work and told him to have fun. Not long after that he and I started a relationship fucking each other and any hot young stud who would let us fuck them or who would fuck us. Maybe I'll go back to the reunion next year with my new boy toy and see what they all say.

Part Thirteen This was my first time actually studying John and I had to admit, I could see why people liked him. He had Sammy's looks, except fleshed out. Where Sammy was adorable, John had all the same features except on a man's face. He looked like he had just walked out of porno that was set in a locker room. His body though was off the charts. Most football players were jacked but lacked definition, massive slabs of muscle but not very toned. John was not like that at all. At one point John lifted his shirt up to show Betty his abs and I was amazed to see a perfect set of washboard abs. So he had Sammy's looks and Eli's definition while looking like he was built from granite. Yeah, I bet this guy had nailed more girls than our whole house combined. What was also amazing was the fucking bulge sliding down the leg of his jeans. It looked like he had a sock shoved in his pants, except I could see the meaty head of his cock from across the room and from the way the denim was worn, it was obvious he naturally hung to the left. Betty was playing it up nicely, laughing at his jokes, feeling his pecs, but more importantly, bringing him the beers I had set out for him. She was bringing him the third one when she passed by me, “He's already starting to slur, this is going to put him under.” I gave her a wink as she walked over and handed our boy his laced drink. He drank it down in nearly one gulp, no doubt showing off to her, though with his body it wasn't necessary. Within minutes his head slumped down and jerked back up as he started to drift. She looked over at me and nodded. I got up and walked over to the couch. “He drank too much,” she said, acting it up for him, “Can you help us to a room?” “Sure, you ok man?” I asked John, helping him to his feet. “Yeaaahhhh...” he said, stumbling, “Goood prttyy...” He leaned on me and I walked him up to my room, dumping him on my bed. Betty leaned down and said to him “Let's get these clothes off.” His eyes were closed but he smiled and nodded, so I began to strip him down quickly. I shucked his shoes and socks while Betty pulled his shirt off over his head. I unbuckled his belt and tugged on his jeans, leaving him in a pair of tight, Calvin Klein boxer briefs. His cock was tucked to the left, and though still soft, was bigger than most hard cocks I had seen. “Damn,” Betty said, marveling at the specimen of manhood that was laid out before us. “Once he's tamed, you can take him for a ride or two,” I whispered to her and she smiled and kissed me hard. “I'm gonna hold you to that.” she said and walked out. Leaving me alone with my prey. First things first, I needed to get him injected, which meant keeping him docile for a few minutes. I grabbed the mask and placed it gently over his face and mouth and opened the bottle of poppers. He took a deep breath and then made a noise as his entire body seemed to relax. Quickly I grabbed the syringe and tied off his bicep, luckily he had a fucking road map of veins, so finding a good one was easy. I injected him with 100mg of MDMA. I undid the tourniquet and within seconds he let out a contented sigh and a smile spread across his face. He was gone. I climbed up onto the bed and began to feel up his chest. It was solid fucking muscle, prime grade A, Texas beef. He made a sound and his smile grew. I took the nub of his nipple between my fingers and pinched and he let out an audible groan as his hips left the bed. “Man, it has to be genetic,” I said tweaking the other nipple, “All the Parker boys are nipple sluts.” He twisted under my touch, no actual words had come out of his mouth yet, between everything in his system I don't think he was capable of them yet. I leaned down and nibbled one of them and the noises he was making was just music to my ears. I moved up and licked his ear and he shivered a little. I began to tongue fuck him and he let out a small whimper I response. I nibbled on his neck and he babbled something so I moved over and began to kiss him. He instantly responded, kissing me back hard, no idea he was making out with a guy at all. He was an aggressive kisser, which was hot in it's own right, but I wasn't here to kiss. I was here to break this stud. I moved down and licked his neck, his pecs, licked the cuts of his abs and then got to the promised land. I grabbed either side of this underwear and said, “Lift your hips up slut.” His hips moved upwards as I slid them down his legs, his cock looked like a sleeping snake, curled against his trimmed pubes. Though only half hard, he was already close to six inches and it was growing fast. I took hold of the beast and held it firmly in my hand. He sighed as I leaned down and licked the head of his cock, precum coating my mouth as he shot past seven inches, eight, got as big as Sammy, and then topped out at just above ten inches of fucking cock. It was incredible. I had never held a cock so fucking mighty before, it was hard to believe that there were chicks out there that had taken this fucking monstrosity and lived to tell the tale. My hand couldn't grip the entire thing at once it was so thick, the head was an angry reddish color as the massive vein in the middle of it throbbed in beat to his heart. I'm not in any way a bottom, but I had to admit looking at this thing it made me a little dizzy. There were a lot of people on this planet lucky I was never given a cock like this, jocks everywhere would have been forever scarred from the way their ass was destroyed when I was done. I grabbed some lube and stroked him to full hardness, he squirmed under me as I pounded that cock as hard as I could, making him pant with lust. The first step after getting your target drugged, was to get them incredibly horny. Once in a dazed state the average male will just fucking go with whatever feels good, as long as he knows it isn't a guy doing it. Though once they were sex drunk and close to cumming, they stopped caring so much and just wanted to get off. I needed to get John so turned on that he would sell his own mother to get off. He was thrusting into my hand now, his cock feeling like a piston in my grasp as he fucked the air. Once I could tell he was getting close I stopped, and he let out an audible moan. I slipped the mask on him again and gave him a few seconds of poppers, his head fell back onto the pillow. Taking his hands I secured them over his head, this time with some leather shackles instead of just a belt and made sure they were locked. I stripped down while I waited for the poppers to wear off some before I went back to turning him on. Once he started making word like sounds again and tugging at the restraints, I went back to long stroking his cock, lulling him back into a state of sex. “You like that?” I asked, working his shaft from tip to base. He nodded, still out of it, not sure what was going on but liking it all the same. As I stroked I started to nibble at the inside of this thighs, he cried out as he spread his meaty legs wider, letting me have more access. I slowed my hand down and began to feast on his balls, there were the size of fucking avocado pits, shaven clean of course, because unlike Eli, he was used to having people service him regularly. I began to lick the underside of his balls and he cooed as he spread his legs further apart. I serviced his balls and moved under them and he gasped as he felt my tongue touch no man's land. That space between the balls and the ass that men freak out, until they actually feel someone lick it, and then they go fucking nuts. “Whaaa...” John slurred as I worked the area over, I could feel him thrashing around on the bed, trying to escape the feeling and trying to push back for more at the same time. I kept this up for awhile, until his moans stopped being those of protest and morphed into pleasure. Then I stopped. “Waittttt.....” he aid, his head looking up, eyes unfocused. “You want more?” He nodded. “Ok, hold on...” I grabbed a pillow and stuck it under his ass, to give me better access to his hole and then went back between his legs. God it was beautiful, there, between those muscles buns, was a tiny, pink little rosebud, just begging to be eaten. I spread his cheeks and leaned in, my tongue danced around the ring and he jerked sharply. “Wai....wha...no....no...” he began to intone, not quite finishing any one word. When I speared my tongue into his hole he grunted and I felt his ass tense up as he clenched it tight. I was insistent, not letting up for a moment as he tried to resist me. “Wait....” he said, sounding half drunk, but more coherent than he had earlier. Fuck what was this guy's tolerance? I stopped and grabbed the mask. “What you doing?” he asked me, looking up at me confused. I put the mask over his face and turned on the poppers. He said something but I couldn't hear him through the plastic. He tried to shake his head free and then just stopped. His eyes rolled back and his mouth hung open as the poppers took hold. Grabbing the lube again I coated his ass and my finger and shoved one digit up into him. He made a sound but I knew from experience, being this fucked up on poppers meant you were dimly aware of what was going on, but you couldn't really connect it to yourself. His ass was like an oven, even relaxed it gripped my finger like a vice. My dick twitched thinking of what it would feel like to have my cock engulfed in it. I took my time, I didn't want to tear anything. This was about pleasure for him, not about inuring him. I wanted him to crave cock, not associate it with pain or blood. Once I got up in there I added a second finger, I needed his ass to be loose enough that even if he started fighting me again, I had access to it. With two fingers I was able to dig deeper, looking for this prostate before the poppers wore all the way off. He was breathing heavy and I could hear noises that sounded like no coming from his mouth. I pushed in even harder and I heard him start to complain then then I grazed it. He froze in place and I could see his cock twitch in response. Pulling back I ran over it again and this time he gasped, bucking his hips back instinctively. “Uh-oh,” I said as I rocked back and forth over his joybutton, “Someone has an itchy ass.” He grunted each time I hit his spot, his protests were silent but his cock was doing all the talking for him. It was standing at full mast, all fucking ten inches of Parker pride, beads of precum had fallen over his fucking abs, smearing it everywhere, making his eight pack glisten. “Your ass itchy John? You feel that itch?” His head was jerking from side to side as his drugged mind tried to come to grips with what it was feeling. “It's itchy right John? Right?” He was not answering so I stopped, and began to pull my fingers from his ass. “Nooooo...” he whined as they slipped free. “Answer me John, do you have an itchy ass?” He hesitated for a moment and then said in a quiet voice, “yes.” “Bad John,” I said slapping his ass, “You know better...” He made a sound when I slapped him so I did it again, and again, and again... “Sorryyyyy!!” he cried out, “I'm sorrryyyy....” I reached up and put the mask on him and gave him a quick hit, before he could zone out I asked, “You want me to scratch it for you? You want me to take care of your itchy ass?” He began to nod and then let out a throaty moan as his head fell back. I shoved three fingers into him and his mouth opened and made a small squeak as I began to fucking assault him anally. At first all he made was small noises and grunt but as the poppers wore off those sounds began to change into, “yaa....ya.....unff.....more...there....right there....” He was moving his ass back best he could to meet my hand, he was too far gone to care with someone had three fingers deep in him, it just felt too good at this point. “Still itchy John? Your ass still itchy?” “Yeah...” he panted, “Itchy...get it...harder...harder...” “You like this John? You like me helping?” “Fuck yeah...get in there....come on....” Well that sounded way too alpha for me. “Nope,” I said pulling my hand out, bringing a look of drugged shock to his face “Why?” “I'm helping you out John, you're the one with the dirty ass. You're the one that needs help, you don't tell me what to do.” “Sorry....am sorry...” “Nope, you need to apologize for real.” “So sorry...please....please....” “What do you want me to do?” “Help me...please...” “Help you want?” “My ass...please...” “Beg me John...” “PLEASE!! I'll do anything...please....” “Anything?” I asked? He nodded. I opened my dresser drawer and brought out the small vibrator I had there it was thin but it had a powerful vibration to it and a remote. Perfect for driving straight jocks insane. I slipped it in his ass and then turned it on to the lowest setting and the effect was like night and day. John whimpered and tried to push back on it, his fucking muscular body jerking all over, trying to get more pleasure than he was getting. I moved up and straddled his chest, slapping his face with my cock. “Open up John.” He opened his eyes and saw my cock right there. “You want my help, open your mouth.” “Please...” “You want me to help you? Then you help me. Open your mouth.” He just locked eyes with me, and even though he was fucked up, there was a line, things he would not do. And normally that would be the end of it. But he was fucked up, in heat and had no way to get himself off. To make my point I turned the vibrator up and his eyes close as he growled in ecstasy. Then I turned it back down. His eyes flew open in a panic and I smiled. “You help me first.” He looked at my cock and then slowly, he opened his mouth and closed his eyes. I smiled as I laid the head of my cock on his tongue. “Get to work.” I barked. And John Parker, 265, linebacker for the Aggies, alpha jock made of pure muscle with a ten inch cock...began to suck me off tentatively at first. But when I turned the vibrator up his tongue began to pick up pace. Within minutes, he was slurping on my cock like a champ. Yeah, his was going to be a good night.

Was feeling extra horny on Saturday and just couldn't deal with another night of disappointing flakes on Grindr so I looked online and to my surprise found out that my favorite bathhouse had reopened, albeit with mask rules and limited hours...5 pm to 1 am. Fuck, it was already past 7. Cleaned out, took a quick shower, threw my stuff in my bag and made the 20 minute drive over the bridge from NJ. When I got there and asked for a room, the prices were cheaper than pre-covid, I guess because of the limited hours. My room was on the 4th floor, which usually means they are pretty busy since they fill the 2nd and 3rd floor rooms before starting on the 4th. Stripped down to my black leather lace up jock, lubed my hole, grabbed my poppers and went looking for some cock. I decided to start in the basement and work my way up, so took the walk down 4 flights of stairs. There was no one in the first basement room with the slings and fuck benches and no one in the shower. It looked like the sauna was turned off and the lights were on in the steam room. The 2 level glory hole room was hopping, though. Everyone had masks on like they were supposed to except the guys who were sucking cocks. I went to the lower level and managed to get a place at one of the holes. I sucked on 2 medium sized white cocks and a fairly large black one, but it was early and seemed like no one wanted to cum yet. Despite me sticking my bare, lubed ass into the aisle, all I got was a couple of gropes, so after the 3rd cock, I made my way upstairs. 1st floor never has any play, it's a common area, so went up another flight to the 2nd floor. There were a couple short hispanic guys in the movie area just sitting and stroking and looking half out of it so I kept going. Saw a couple promising cocks in open rooms that I might have to come back to. Made my way up to the 3rd floor and the dark maze. It was wall to wall people, just flesh everywhere. I started working my way into the maze, getting groped on the way and doing some groping. Finally found a cock that felt like fun. It wasn't really long, but pretty thick. I slipped in front of him and felt his hands reach up and start working my nipples as his cock rubbed through my crack. I took a big hit of poppers and grabbed his cock and started slowly working the fat head into my hole. Goddamn it felt good and he was so patient while I worked my hole open on his cock. Once I felt loose enough, I let go of his cock and braced my hands against the wall in front of me and took another hit of poppers. He took hold of my hips and started giving it to me good. There was a guy on either side of us and one was rubbing my balls and the other was working my nipples. The ball rubbing guy fed me some poppers a few times over the next 10 minutes while I got fucked so good. He grabbed me by the shoulders, pulled me up to his chest and said his first words, "I'm gonna breed your slutty little hole." He pounded me for another half a minute and I literally felt his cock throb as he shot inside me. I stayed there until he softened up and slipped out. I started moving towards the light at one end of the maze, but I didn't get past the next little cubby when I felt hands pull me in...very strong, very dark hands. I am such a sub bottom bitch for a strong black man that I didn't resist in the slightest. He pushed me into the cubby and got behind me and bent me over and told me he wanted some of my sloppy white hole. So I took another big hit of poppers and reached back and spread it open for him. He rubbed what felt like a pretty fat cock up and down my crack, using the cum dripping out of me from the last guy to lube himself, the he started pushing it into me. It wasn't as thick as the last guy but it never seemed to end. It had to be 10" long and there was a little resistance when he hit my inner ring, but he pushed through it, but not forcefully. I thought to myself, thank god, a guy with a big cock who knows how to use it. For the next 20 minutes, he gave me one of the best fucks I have had in a long time. His hands were rubbing all over me, talking nasty to me, varying his speed and rhythm, gyrating to hit all my spots, would go gentler when he felt me moving to take a hit of poppers so I didn't spill them...fuck, this guy was amazing. Finally he told me I was a good white bitch and I had earned his load and to get ready for it. He grabbed me by the hair and throat and pulled me back hard into him and held me there while he shot his cum into me. After 5 or 6 little spasms as he finished cumming, he pulled his cock out and told me to clean it. I crouched down to suck my juices off it and my hole was so gaped I could feel a breeze in it as I sucked him clean and his cum dripped out of me. When he thought it was clean enough, he pulled it out of my mouth, smacked my face with it, and walked away, leaving me crouched on the floor.

Part 20 - The Not So Discreet Rendezvous Carrington stood at the window looking over at number 8, Charlie had been gone a long time and darkness was now closing in. He finished dressing and went down for dinner, the manor seemed almost too quiet for words after the manic Saturday. He checked in with Simon then booked himself on the last flight of the day out of London back to Atlanta on Monday evening. Carrington went up to his room and packed his clothes ready, he hated doing last minute things. The door to his bedroom burst open and Harry stood there in his underwear. "Oi Yank" Harry called over "Catch me if you can!" he shouted then bolted out. Carrington ran out towards his room and opened the door "I know you are here" he said giggling. "What the..." Carrington said feeling his clothes being taken off his body from behind. He looked over his shoulder and saw Conrad pull down his trousers then started kissing his legs. Harry closed the door and moved in front of Carrington running his hands across the firm pecs and six pack, his nipples standing slightly erect and thick enticing Harry's mouth that slowly worked licking and sucking gently at them. He felt something warm around his left ankle and tried to look down but Harry was keeping him way to occupied, the same feeling then happened around his right ankle. Gently coaxing Harry away he looked down and found Conrad had put leather padded ankle restraints on him. Carrington pulled Conrad up to his feet then looked at Harry who was holding wrist restraints grinning mischievously nodding for him to hold his wrists out. Carrington grinned 'Not as innocent as you both look' he said grabbing Conrad for a kiss and placing his arms over Conrad's shoulders allowing Harry to put the restraints on. "You wanted to spend the night with us" Conrad said softly, "Now you have no choice". Harry pulled him to the bed looking at Conrad "I like our new sex toy" he cheekily said. Carrington chuckled falling on the bed "Hope you both know I will get my turn" he said. Conrad held up a cock cage "Simon gave me this as well" he said to Harry. "Oh fuck!" Carrington said looking at them both. All the time his attention was drawn to Conrad, Harry had chained his ankles to the bed posts and now moved up to his wrists. He didn't fight it, instead the turn of events this evening was taking were making him so aroused and horny he didn't know what to do. For the first time in his life he had become powerless and now he watched Conrad slipping the cock cage ring in place and tugging at his balls for good measure, moaning in pleasure feeling the cool metal cage encasing his cock and hearing the click of the small durable padlock securing the cock cage in place. Easily filling the cage Carrington twisted his hips moaning with his cock struggling to expand, the sensation was completely drowning him in euphoria and unable to stop the pre-cum oozing out. His moans and cries of pleasure filling the room and hallway disturbing Simon from his work. He went over to the large chest retrieved an item and walked down the to Conrad's bedroom, opening the door he looked at the scene smiling. Carrington's head shot up with a worried look on his face. "He is way to noisy" Simon said walking in handing Conrad the Bishop's head harness. Simon took a photo of Carrington tied down "Just in case you turn down the CEO position". "That is blackmail!" Carrington retorted laughing. Simon guided Conrad putting on the head harness and gagging Carrington's mouth muffling the sound. Simon winked at Carrington then walked out leaving him alone at the mercy of Conrad and Harry. Slowly they worked from his feet licking and kissing, gentle bites all the way up to his nipples. Shots of ecstatic pleasure flooding his body and the feeling of complete sexual delight took over his thoughts. Raising his head up he could feel the cage unlock from around his cock saturated in pre-cum. Harry straddled across Carrington grabbing his cock and easing it in to his arse. The muffled cries of pleasure from the powerful man under him feeling his total arousal forcing its way deep inside his arse, Harry slowly moved his hips and began riding and grinding down on Carrington's cock. Harry rolled his head back kissing Conrad with incredible passion. Slowly his rose off Carrington's cock 'I took his first load this morning, your turn for the first one' he said to Conrad kissing him. Conrad straddled over and eased himself down on Carrington's shaft gasping the more his arse stretched open to take him. Harry kissed Conrad then took the gag off the harness and kissed Carrington, speared deep by Carrington's tongue, Harry could feel the sexual state of Carrington being released through his tongue, devouring his mouth like a possessed man. Carrington looked up at Harry 'Can't hold on' he cried softly lifting his head to kiss Harry again. Conrad moaned louder, the hips under him pushed up in one mighty force catching Conrad by surprise with the expanding cock and hard jolts up coming from his hips. Conrad groaned in pleasure knowing he was getting this load deep in to his body the movement of Carrington's cock in his arse became slicker. Conrad moaned louder almost growling and grinding his arse down hard pushing Carrington's hips back on the bed. Finally Carrington's body relaxed and Conrad climbed off then secured the cock cage on again. This time Conrad and Harry used their fingers exploring every inch of Carrington to find his weak spot and stumbling across it by accident. The crook in the back of his knees instantly drove Carrington wild, the muffled laughing cries and tears streaming out the corner of his eyes, powerless to stop them they attacked each one teasing or torturing Carrington for nearly an hour. Harry retrieved the key and unlocked the cock cage instantly the cock grew ragingly hard springing up in to full erection. Harry took it all in one downward drive riding Carrington erratically for several minutes. He saw the change in Carrington's eyes and the hips pushing. Carrington growled and gave Harry an arse load of his cum, Harry moaned a big smile on his face and waited until Carrington finished his orgasm. He slipped off and reattached the cock cage over the slimy cum coated sexed cock. Conrad straddled across Carrington now and leaning forward removing the gag he kissed him deep moaning. It took a moment for Carrington to realise that Harry was penetrating Conrad. He giggled wishing he could hold Conrad's body whilst Harry fucked him, the sight turning Carrington on even more, he could almost feel the hard thrusts Harry was giving and he loved staring up in to Conrad's eyes during this frenzied sexual moment. It was the biggest teasing he had ever encountered, the two lads having sex over his body and him powerless to get involved. Harry orgasmed pushing Conrad's body flat on to Carrington's and the three shared a kiss in this awkward position. Briefly closing his eyes taking in the delights the bodies above him shuffled and now he had Harry straddled across him getting Conrad's cock. Torn between which one looked hotter getting fucked he decided they both looked better on his cock. Carrington raised his head and licked Harry's lips smiling up at him. Conrad leaned over Harry clasping his arms around Harry's waist humping and fucking him in true doggie style. Conrad looked down at Carrington grinning then hanging his tongue out of his mouth before sticking it in Harry's ear, his hips thrust up ejaculating in to Harry's arse, pulling Harry's face toward him Conrad roughly kissed his lover the pressure release that had built up in Conrad caused his hole to twitch releasing a dribble of Carrington and Harry's cum mixed together running down his leg. Conrad pulled out slowly and Harry rolled on to his back making erotic giggling sounds running his hands over his own body still wildly aroused. Conrad removed the cock cage and ring and untied Carrington. He smiled pulling them both close 'You both better sleep with one eye open or you might find yourself tied up' Carrington said teasing them both. He kissed each one in turn and Conrad turned off the bedside light. "Thank you" Carrington said, "I mean it, I needed this tonight" he yawned. Harry leaned over and kissed Carrington on the mouth "You are so sexy" he said. "Second that" Conrad said kissing Carrington then Harry. It took another few hours of fondling, sucking and kissing before they fell asleep, neither one stirring from their positions all night. Harry was the first to move with the sun coming through the window and turning over on this side, Carrington quickly followed nudging his cock at Harry's arse until he penetrated and pushed him over on to his stomach getting a little revenge. Conrad woke up laying on his side watching them, 'Your next' Carrington told him with an evil grin. Conrad smiled and leaned forward kissing him then slipping a hand under the sheet he stroked Carrington's arse teasing the hole with his finger. Carrington grabbed Conrad and moved over on top of him ramming his cock in hard and pounding Conrad for several minutes before returning to Harry, deciding neither one deserved his cum this morning he pulled out and stood up shooting his load over both their backs then jumped off the bed laughing. Monday morning was frantic around the manor, Harry and Adam left to go back to work. Adam told Simon outright that Conrad and Jamal were coming to London Tuesday evening until Thursday to get the tattoos done they had been discussing for several months and to have sex with his boyfriend. Expecting a back lash from Simon he just smiled and suggested they had afternoon tea at the Mandarin Oriental on Wednesday. It left Adam scratching his head wondering why on earth Simon would be in London. A gentle peace and tranquillity now took over the manor. Conrad and Jamal were busy planting new vegetables in the kitchen garden and now trying their hands at growing herbs that Beth had specifically asked for. Simon was in such a good mood he even paid them both a £10k bonus, the shares in IntecSolutions had gone up since trading started that Monday morning increasing value of his investment substantially. The board meeting finished at 4pm and Carrington was voted in to CEO by majority since Simon and Moham held the majority voting power. Jerry was removed from the company and Carrington was given an order by Simon to relocate the head office functions back to the UK. Carrington agreed and offered to step down once the work was completed but Simon refused asking if he would consider moving to the UK to head it up permanently, jokingly he reminded Carrington of the photo. By the time Carrington left for the airport he had agreed to make a decision once the relocation was completed, a trust between him and Simon that would evolve in to a close business relation and importantly friendship. Carrington had at least 5 months to decide, after all he didn't know if he would like being at the helm of the business. On the plus side his share value had doubled since news broke of him becoming CEO and the business moving back to the UK. It was a long flight back to Atlanta and his thoughts kept going to Charlie, he was so close to getting the one person he had undoubtedly fallen head over heels for, still he struggled to understand why he went for Charlie knowing he was straight. At least he would be busy and that would keep him occupied hopefully to forget about Charlie. Carrington chuckled to himself sipping a glass of red wine, he thought of Conrad and Harry and their amazing time in bed. Maybe moving to the UK wouldn't be so bad. Simon left the manor Tuesday morning looking at some office space in Alton that was only a couple of miles down the road. It needed some work doing on it but would make a perfect base for the companies return to the UK. He spent the rest of Tuesday working with Moham and secured the office space, Simon sold some shares to Moham making then equal shareholders and Carrington was under strict instructions to retain his shareholding and buy Jerry out. With Carrington at the helm, Adam and Harry were going to be asked to take on senior management roles and allowing them to be closer to Conrad and Jamal, Harry would have to retain some work with Moham until he could find a replacement that was just as good in the office and bedroom. Out of the blue that Tuesday number 9 Hibiscus drive went on the market and Simon swooped purchasing it within the hour. It would make an ideal home for Adam and Jamal he thought. Harry he didn't even think of since Conrad had all but moved in to the manor and was a constant but nice annoyance that he enjoyed having around, naturally he was expecting Harry to take up residence at the manor unless Conrad fought him and decided his family home is where he should live. Wednesday afternoon and Conrad was nursing his sore bits having spent several hours at the tattooist, he now had the hibiscus flower and letter J tattooed in colour just above his wrist on the underside of his arm. On his other wrist the scorpion, both items significant for Jack. Adam had the scorpion done in the same place as Conrad and seemed to bear the pain a lot better than Conrad, Jamal wasn't to keen on Adam getting another tattoo but relented since Adam wouldn't do it unless he agreed and Conrad put the pressure on him to say yes. They arrived at the Mandarin Oriental just after 4pm and were escorted to a table where Simon was sat with Moham. After a sumptuous afternoon tea Adam was about to leave with Conrad and Jamal to find Harry and head to his flat, there they would change before heading out to a few gay pubs around Soho. It would be Conrad and Jamal's first time actuall being in a gay bar or anywhere near the scene like this. Walking through the reception just before 6pm Sean entered the hotel. "Well look who it is!" Adam said walking away from Conrad and Jamal towards Sean. "Hello again". Sean nervously smiled "Hello" he replied unsure what to say. "Nice day" he said. Adam chuckled "Didn't know they let porn stars in here" he said quietly. Sean's eyes darted around "Bit fucking posh innit" he replied smiling at Conrad and Jamal. Adam leaned in "I know and I could polish your knob any day" he said giggling. "You are really disgusting, I hope tonight is not going to be like this" Conrad said grinning. "Oh I don't know" Jamal chipped in looking at Conrad with a grin. Sean raised an eyebrow "Oh are you three.. you know going at it?" he asked. Adam smiled "No, were going to a few bars. You meeting someone?" he asked noticing him shuffling. "Yeah" Sean replied. "One of the bidders at the party, we kind of have a date" he said. Adam looked at him "What the Arab...oh crap you having a date with Simon?" he suddenly asked. Sean shrugged "Don't know his name" he confessed checking the time on his phone "I'm late". "Well enjoy" Adam said dragging Conrad and Jamal away with him. "You think he is having a date with Simon?" Conrad asked almost sure that was the case. Adam nodded "He never usually comes to London" he replied. "It isn't Moham so must be". "Did you notice the tattoo?" Adam asked, Conrad shook his head "small biohazard on his arm". "I never noticed that" Conrad said laughing, "He has a lot of tattoos" he said reminding him. "Yeah I know, I only noticed it just now" Adam said sounding chirpy. "Detracts from his perfect body" Jamal said watching Sean walking off. Adam shoved Jamal "You will put out big time tonight for that" he said grinning. Jamal looked at Adam "You are not man enough to handle me" he replied smirking. "Your both just a couple of sissy girl fuckers" Conrad said chuckling. Jamal laughed "You should see me fuck this little oik, fucking screamer" he said to Adam. Adam burst out laughing causing a few people to turn and look at them in disgust from the loudness. Sean made his way through the reception unsure where to exactly go then spotted the guy sat with Moham. A big relief on his part skirting around the numerous people until he was stopped entering the lounge. "May I help you sir?" Adolfo asked standing in front of him. Sean nodded "I am here to meet my friends over there" he said pointing in their direction. "I see" Adolfo replied looking down at his attire, "Wait one moment please sir". He watched Adolfo glide across the room towards the table and lean over addressing the guy with what looked like an awful lot of grovelling and appeasement. Adam looked back and grinned then found the number he was looking for and sent a text to Dexter telling him they would be in Soho this evening if he wanted to join them for a drink. Simon looked up and Adolfo and spoke to him, Adolfo bowed his head and walked back towards Sean. "Yes sir the gentlemen are expecting you" Adolfo confirmed and escorted him over. "Sean glad you made it" Simon said standing up waiting for him to take a seat, "Thank you Adolfo". Sean said hello to Moham, "I thought they were going to throw me out" he said. Simon and Moham chuckled "Not if you here meeting me they won't" Simon reassured him. The usual self confidence of Sean was replaced by a nervous out of his comfort manner, feeling very under dressed sat in the opulent surroundings of the hotel. Effortlessly they moved saying good bye to Moham and in to the elevator up to the top floor and the suite overlooking Hyde Park. Sean made no attempt to admire the surroundings in the exquisite suite instead he roughly grabbed hold of Simon pushing him in to the bedroom. Undressing as he pushed Simon through the door, the sound of cloth tearing with Simon now being the aggressor ripping Sean's t-shirt from his body. Their kissing just as aggressive with their arms vying to get hold of each other's body, Simon getting the upper hand pushed Sean on to his stomach on the bed. His jeans roughly swiped off his buttocks to his knees half trapping his legs. Wasting no time Simon wrangled his cock free and plunged head first, the body under him fucking hard aiming to show who was boss. The east end mouth screaming profanities at Simon in a way that could only be described as teasing and tormenting the aggressor. One hand now holding Sean's head down against the bed, the other holding his lower back giving Simon the momentum needed to pound the shit out of this fucker. The dictionary of profound language spewing from Sean driving Simon on, desperately but in a loving way he wanted to split this guy in half destroying his hole and the incredibly succulent arse cheeks that moved in waves each time he bottomed out in Sean. The tattooed muscled body under him squirmed somewhere between agony and ecstasy with Simon settling in to a rhythm of continuous fast pounding. The sweat dripping down his body falling on to Sean and working himself up in to a frenzy, part of him had forgotten how good another muscled body felt at his mercy. Simon unable to restrain himself jabbed hard and deep, his balls fizzing in their own excitement released. The breeding contractions and pulses felt abnormally strong freezing Simon's body, his hips pressed down hard against Sean's arse flooding his insides grunting madly and thoroughly enjoying his orgasm. His body collapsed on top of Sean the moment the orgasm freed him from his frozen state, releasing his hands that held Sean down on the bed. Raising his head he turned to find Simon's face close to his, instantly their lips attaching in a deep kiss that lasted several minutes. "Hope your poz or on prep" Simon said pulling his cock out and slapping Sean's arse. Sean pointed to his discreet biohazard tattoo "Don't worry" he said confirming his status. "Sorry about your clothes" Simon said picking up the torn t-shirt on the bed. Sean smiled "No your not, I got the impression you didn't like them" he laughed. "I will call down and get you new ones brought up" Simon said laying on his back. "Is that it?" Sean asked a little concerned. "You had your fun now I go?". Simon turned his head towards Sean. "I got news for you I ain't going" Sean said warning him. Simon kissed his neck and shoulder. "By the way I give as good as I get" Sean said smirking. Simon chuckled "I am the man here" he replied stating his stance. Sean laughed easily flipping Simon on to his stomach "Equal partnership" he growled. Simon snapped his eyes open wide, sure enough Sean gave him a pounding that if anything was slightly more aggressive than what he gave Sean. Breaking only to eat a sandwich and take a cooling shower, Simon was finding it incredibly hard to keep his hands off and cock out of Sean. As promised Simon ordered some clothes for Sean who happily pranced around the suite naked then sat on the sofa sharing a bottle of wine with Simon looking out across the darkness of Hyde Park talking. "So is this going to be a one off?" Sean asked putting his glass down. Simon chuckled "I said one date" he replied topping up Sean's glass. Sean shook his head "Nah, you want more of it" he said, "I can tell how much you liked it". Simon smiled "Okay next week, here again" he said committing himself to another date. "Good" Sean replied, "When you asked me if I was poz does that mean you are not on meds?". Simon nodded watching Sean's expression change, "Do you want to date me?" Sean asked. He shuffled looking at his wine glass "Maybe" Simon replied, "I don't want to commit". Sean held Simon's hand "If we do, you have to start taking meds" he said seriously. Simon looked at him and slowly nodded "Agreed" he said making his first real commitment to Sean. Sean grinned "Drink up, I am still horny" he said downing his glass. Sean stood then belched walking over to the window bending over then looking back at Simon who grinned and was already sporting another erection. He didn't need asking and found it wildly thrilling to fuck Sean by the window knowing that anyone who looked up would be able to clearly see what was going on. He was beginning to find Sean even more interesting, his rough cut east end upbringing bordered on coarse, the lack of manners and his arrogance over what people thought made him so god dam sexy. It was a complete contrast to the person he met at the manor and who acted in porn films, clearly having to put on a different face and manners to suit the situation. In truth Sean was a real east end lad and when his front was down Simon found him to be enigmatic on one hand but then also straightforward with no flies on him. They were on their third bar trying to find something more suitable for their evening, Conrad and Jamal feeling like goldfish surrounded by cats pawing at them. It was like the men in the bars could smell fresh meat on the scene. Jamal clinging to Adam finding the whole thing pressing in on him, Conrad fed up with the constant arse feeling and corny one line pick up's grabbed Jamal and walked outside with him leaving their drinks along with Adam and Harry at the bar who were having a blast together. "Hate it" Conrad said standing next to Jamal who nodded. Conrad watched the familiar face walk past then stop "Twin boy" Dexter exclaimed. Conrad grinned "Dex right?" he replied whilst Jamal looked at them both. Dexter nodded "I got a text from Adam saying you were here out for a drink" he explained. "Dam you have one deep voice" Jamal said staring at him. "Oh sorry, Dex this is Jamal" Conrad said introducing them. Dexter smiled "Saw you with Conrad in the garden when I left" he said shaking his hand. "Adam is in the bar with Harry" Conrad said trying to point them out. Dexter nodded "That's okay rather hang out here with you two, I'm not in to gay things just fucking". Conrad and Jamal laughed "Same here" Jamal said with Conrad agreeing. "Hey Dex" Adam shouted in his merry state dragging Harry with him then kissing Jamal. After a flurry of introductions Adam could tell Conrad and Jamal were not engaged or enjoying the bars and suggested they head back to his penthouse. Dexter stood at the window looking at the city amazed by it all with Conrad and Jamal at his side. Adam poured wine for everyone and Harry grabbed the empty bottle sitting on the floor in the lounge 'Come on truth or dare' he called out laughing, everyone walked over and sat around in a circle. Harry spun the bottle and it stopped pointing at Dexter. "Truth or dare Dex?" Harry asked looking at him. Dexter chuckled "Hmm... dare" he bravely responded. Harry giggled "Snog Conrad for one minute" he said unable to keep his face straight. Dexter shrugged his shoulders and leaned over pulling Conrad across Jamal. He looked Conrad in the eye then closed his lips against Conrad's lightly at first until their mouths parted and tongues met. 'Time up' Harry said watching them with a smile, it took Jamal to push them apart to stop them kissing. "My turn to spin then" Dexter said spinning the bottle that landed on Jamal. Harry giggled "God I want to have sex with your voice" he said to Dexter. "Dare" Jamal immediately said laughing. Dexter grinned "In that case suck my cock" he said undoing his jeans. Jamal leant over and took Dexter semi hard cock in his mouth gently caressing at first until Adam piped up telling him to put some effort in to it. "Stop" Dexter said almost busting his load. Jamal spun the bottle that landed on Harry. "Dare" Harry said smiling broadly. Jamal laughed "Strip naked" he said folding his arms expecting Harry to bottle out. Harry stood up and took his shirt and trousers off, then his socks and finally his underwear then sat back down happily stroking his half erect cock looking at Dexter. "Way to easy" Harry said spinning the bottle and it landing at Conrad. Conrad looked at Harry shaking his head "Truth" he said deciding to mix things up. Harry grinned and looked at Dexter "Do you want a threesome with Dexter and I?" he asked. "Yes" Conrad replied spinning the bottle glancing at Dexter who was smiling away to himself. "Oh look" Conrad laughed with it stopping on Dexter "Truth or dare?" he asked. Dexter tapped his chin "Dare" he responded. "Strip naked" Conrad demanded. Dexter obliged revealing his tight fit body to wolf whistles. Dexter spun the bottle landing on Adam. "Truth" Adam said without being asked. "Who do you truthfully love the most?" Dexter asked. Adam nodded to Jamal "Him" he replied. "Then Harry, Conrad and you" he said smiling at Dexter. Adam spun the bottle landing on Jamal. "Truth" Jamal said watching Adam. "What are you thinking right now?" Adam asked. Jamal grinned "That I have had enough of this game and want to fuck you now" he said. Adam stood and hauled Jamal to his feet 'You three can use the spare bedroom' he said already halfway out of the lounge with Jamal and excitement in his voice. "Well that finished quickly" Harry said laying on his back on the floor. Dexter stood "I should head off" he said picking his clothes up. Conrad grabbed Dexter's trouser "No you don't, Harry and I haven't finished with you". Dexter felt Harry's hand gently touching his arse "Are we going to do this?" Dexter asked. Harry sat up and kissed him on the neck "You can go if you feel uneasy about this". Dexter grinned "No way am I passing this opportunity up" he exclaimed. He pushed Harry down on to his back swiftly getting on top and kissing him. Conrad grabbed his phone and filmed Harry and Dexter in the throws of sexual build up, he loved watching Dexter turning Harry in a submissive desperate mess. There was a kind aura about Dexter that was highly sexual, his deep voice and talented tongue and lips that made Harry putty in his hands. Obliviously lost in thought he felt the phone being taken from his, Dexter moved in on Conrad giving him the most incredible kiss. Harry continued the filming of Conrad being kissed down, his body relaxing and pulling Dexter down on top of him. His legs pushing Conrad's open asserting his dominance position grinding his erection against Conrad's. No one really knew who was going to do who and as soon as Dexter released the quivering mess of Conrad he sat up on his knees. Harry came up behind him kissing his neck and shoulders, Conrad composed himself kneeling in front kissing him again. This time it was Dexter who felt the full force of these two lads overwhelming his body. Every time he tried to touch one of them they grabbed his hands holding them still. His head pulled this way to kiss Harry then back to kiss Conrad 'Stop it' he muttered, feeling his hands being let free. Dexter breathed hard "Sorry you nearly made me spunk" he said smiling. Harry and Conrad giggled, "You are both amazing guys, so sexy and just my thing" Dexter said. Conrad caught a glimpse of a lost look in his eyes "You are incredible Dexter" Conrad replied. Harry kissed his neck "Delightful tease and tasty" he said "Never forget that!". Dexter laughed "I am nothing, have nothing. Live from cock to cock that is all" he replied. "Come on let's go to bed and enjoy each other" Conrad said standing up. Dexter grinned "Yeah, want to a bang a load up you both" he said pulling Harry up. Harry and Conrad chuckled escorting Dexter to the bedroom with Harry leading the way. The words Dexter spoke rang hard with Conrad, he couldn't help feeling that life had been unkind to Dexter both where he lived and life the area dealt him. Adam had told him that Dexter had got a pretty good pay out from the party plus Simon's gift, he was also being looked out for by Adam and Moham although nothing had come to fruition yet just Adam's friendship. Adam was holding the money for Dexter since he daren't put the money in his account or his parents would grab and squander it leaving him with nothing. One thing was becoming evident from the last few hours, Dexter was a sound ordinary guy that Harry and he had developed a soft spot for, and he was one hell of a kisser. The three scrambled on the bed and made Dexter toss a coin as to who he was getting first. Conrad was heads and won, the turn of events about to get even more bizarre with the three. Harry sat at the top of the bed and kissed Conrad pushing him towards Dexter 'I want to watch this, make love to him Dexter' he demanded very clearly excited by the thought. Dexter smirked and nodded pulling Conrad in to his arms and instantly engaging in a deep kiss, Harry turned on the video of his phone and set it on the bedside table pointing at Conrad and Dexter. His kissing soon having the desired effect and slowly Dexter lowered Conrad on to his back slipping between his legs. Kissing down his body adding a few bites here and there and pushing his legs up. Slowly working his tongue around the soft globes of his balls lifting the legs higher exposing Conrad's tempting arse. His tongue softly gliding lower and circling around his hole, Conrad gasped softly and moaned, his hands grabbing Harry's feet. Suddenly he let out a cry as a stroke of sheer pleasure ran ragged through his body. The tongue expertly pushed in and out of his hole, licking around the lips then pressing harder until they parted still tightly holding on to the invading tongue. His toes curled feeling like he just wanted to cry tears of happiness and sexual feeling. The cool air hitting his hole as Dexter blew gently then kissed it moving back up his body never once touching his cock adding to the sexual frustration now coursing in his body. Dexter looked down at Conrad who stared up blankly completely out of tune in his world of bliss. The resuming kiss and placement of the cock poised at his hole, the pressure in the kiss and cock tantalisingly increased. Conrad gasped and grabbed hold of Dexter's waist, his hole had opened and allowed Dexter to slip the head in. The discomfort quickly replaced by the intoxicating kiss, his back arching slightly off the bed his toes curling again with Dexter easing his cock deeper in to Conrad's body. His head lifted with Dexter putting an arm around his neck holding him, his other arm and hand rested around the top of his head, their faces so close he looked up in to Dexter's eyes. He raised his eyebrow in an expression of are you ready for me, well tough if you are not. Conrad pushed his head up and kissed him harder, the arms closed around locking Conrad's head in place and allowing Dexter to work his mouth against Conrad's, his hips gently moving his balls rubbing against Conrad's arse. His cock deep inside massaged him internally. Harry picked up the phone and moved it closer wanting to see the facial expressions on them both and was not disappointed. A connection existed that was so strong even Harry could feel it. Conrad's stifled moans from a mouth full of tongue dancing with his. Dexter suddenly increased the speed his hips moved clenching his arse to get each penetration deeper. Dexter broke the kiss easing off his fucking and looked at Harry, he understood straight away leaning forward and kissing Dexter then pulling back allowing him to finish Conrad off. Dexter looked down in to Conrad's eyes and thrusted up harder, his face screwing up and pounding hard and fast letting the orgasm release through his body. Conrad grabbed Dexter's arse cheeks pulling them down, he could feel the jumping cock in his body the pain as Dexter thrusted deeper each time pumping his load out and fertilising Conrad. Dexter groaned pushing up harder against Conrad's body, the pitiful moans of pleasure escaping Conrad his body tingling all over exactly as it does with Harry. Dexter closed his mouth over Conrad's, a noisy wet kiss ensuing and the jabbing of the still hard cock in his arse, Conrad moaned loudly in to their kiss and bucked underneath Dexter expelling his cum between them. Slowly pulling out he finally let go of Conrad who rolled on to his stomach and back several times in a delirious state, grabbing Harry trying to devour his mouth in a hard kiss of love. Harry giggled and pushed Conrad back stroking his head. "Holy shit guys that was amazing to watch" Harry exclaimed kneeling up and dribbling pre-cum. Dexter wiped his forehead "Fuck!" he shouted then looked at Harry, "Can't wait to do you". Harry reach over handing him a bottle of water "Here" he said. "Thanks" Dexter replied taking a hefty swig and handing it to Conrad. He moved over pulling Harry down on to his back "Your turn" he grinned. "Should have warned you both I am a heavy shooter and hard fucker" he said locking Harry in a kiss. Conrad picked up his phone and started filming as Dexter started making his move on Harry, using the same techniques that Conrad had experienced only Harry was even more uncontrollable and wriggle making erotic sounds from his already pent up sexual frustration wanting to cum. Dexter grabbing Harry's arms to stop him moving so much, Harry muttering words that made no sense. Dexter moved up and slipped his cock in to Harry with a bit more force to stop his wriggling. Closing in and securing Harry's head he kissed Conrad then looked down at Harry and grinned so mischievously it almost made Harry cum. His thought soon changed with his mouth forced open in an incredible long kiss. He was stuck not knowing where his pleasure was coming from, his arse getting fucked like a jack hammer or the kiss, his hands moved up and down Dexter's body his fingers gripping leaving small marks in a trail of where his hands had been. His legs pinned up around Dexter's waist. Dexter sped up and rapidly fucked Harry harder keeping him locked in the kiss taking all Harry's moans in to his mouth. His balls tightened and lifting his head above Harry he growled pushing up and holding Harry down feeling his cock erupting another sack load flooding Harry's arse. Harry wrapped his arms around Dexter's body, Dexter's body rubbing against cock forcing him to orgasm and slapping Dexter's back and arse. His body still wriggling underneath Dexter's weight. Dexter gave him the post fuck kiss and pulled out. Harry laid on his back mouth and eyes wide open, his body still reeling from what had just happened. Dexter casually grabbing the bottle of water took another swig and handed it to Harry who had a big smile on his face. Harry sat up "Fuck you are one sexy love machine" he said breathing hard. Dexter chuckled sitting back on the bed between Conrad's legs "I can be rougher". Conrad stroked Dexter's chest "Not even I can do that to him" he said nodding to Harry. Harry laid his head across Dexter's legs "We have incredible intimacy though" he said. Dexter stroked Harry's head "I wouldn't know which one of you to date if you were single". Conrad looked at Harry who smiled "So then have both of us" Conrad said. Dexter laughed "That is just post fuck talk" he said patting Conrad's leg. "No it isn't" Harry replied, "At least stay friends and fuck buddies with us". Dexter stuck his finger in Harry's mouth "I would like that". They both gave Dexter a good seeing to during the night and he made love to them both again in the morning before they had to leave. Harry and Adam were back at work, Dexter went home, Conrad and Jamal headed back to the Mandarin Oriental to have breakfast with Simon before going back to Hampshire. Sean had already gone when the boys arrived and Conrad was quick to pick up that there was something different with Simon.

(This story originally appeared in 2014 on my now defunct tumblr blog) I was in trouble. I was in very, deep, inescapable trouble. Here I was stranded on the side of the road, because I had ignored the last fuel for (x) number of miles signs back near Gallup. All told this was one of the worst places in America to run out of gas. The nearest town’s highlight was a trailer park full of Mormons and a crater from an ancient meteor strike. No fuel for dozens and dozens of miles. And it was getting dark. I popped the hood under the waning light, and opened the trunk; the universal sign of distress on the road. When I opened the trunk I remembered I had an Obama 08 sticker on the bumper. And an HRC equal sign. Given where I was stranded both of those things could make some serious anger come my way. Before I could really think about what to do, I heard a vehicle approaching behind me. Turning to look I spied a pickup truck slowing down as it passed me, then start backing up. The middle aged guy who got out of the driver’s side was amazing. He was easily six and a half feet tall, broad shoulders, and his arms looked like he could benchpress my skinny hipster ass. “You need a hand, pal?” he asked, his voice was a clear baritone that made me a little weak in the knees. His jeans were packed full at the crotch and so was the plain, stained t-shirt he wore. “Uh… yeah! I kinda fucked up and didn’t fuel up past Gallup.” “That is a pretty good fuck up.” He chuckled jovially, “I live just up the road and have some fuel I could give ya.” “Really?” I asked, almost incredulously, but I didn’t want to offend either. “Sure.” He shrugged, “Only problem is I’m coming off of a twelve hour shift and might not be able to drive ya back here, so if you don’t mind crashing on my couch?” “Sure, thanks… uhh I’m Matt.” I reached out my hand. He smiled and shook it, “I’m Zeke.” I got a little fascincated by the gray that was creeping into his beard. Fuck this guy was hot. There was a bit of an awkward silence which he broke, “You need to grab anything?” I chuckled, “Yeah, just give me a minute.” I reached into the car and grabbed my laptop bag, my accordion and my backpack. I tossed these into the extended cab to his own upturned eyebrow at the bulky leather case. “What’s in the big case?” he asked curiously. “An accordion.” I said without a hint of irony. Here I was, a twenty four year old, college educated, shaggy haired, skinny musician of obscure instruments with a mustache that has seen waxing recently. I was probably so far outside this guy’s experience he’d probably have me hiking back to my car in less than an hour. As he drove and the miles sank by I began to regret brining the accordion, but it was too fucking expensive to leave in a car overnight in the middle of the desert. “So where are you headed, you playing in a band?” he asked. “Yeah, actually.” I said, “I kind of.” I fumbled over some words then got out, “I’m meeting friends in Flagstaff to play a gig in the park downtown tomorrow night. We’d been practicing back in Dallas for a while and I kinda wanted to drive out here to clear my head before the show.” “Cool.” He said, “What kind of music do you guys play?” I smiled a little bit, here we go! “We’re kind of gypsy punk. There’s a guitarist, a drummer and a bass player, but also a violinist, and me on the accordion.” “Oh!” he said with a boom of recognition, “Like Gogol Bordello!” I was stunned. “Yes! Them and Caravan Palace are our huge influences.” “I love Gogol Bordello.” Zeke announced, turning on his blinker, “I drove to Vegas to see them. Great fuckin show!” We turned up a dark dirt road, in the distance I could see the lights of some houses out on the scrub plain, but with the sun down it was hard to tell where the road began and the darkness ended with the headlights. The truck stopped soon in front of a darkened house, maybe a hundred feet off the main road. We got out and Zeke helped me carry my stuff inside his darkened ranch style home. As lights went on I could tell he lived alone. No woman alive would have put up with exposed beams in the walls, and sheets of dry wall stacked in the living room. “Did you just move in?” I asked. “Yeah… five years ago.” He chuckled, “Wanna beer?” “Absolutely.” I set my stuff down near the couch and he passed me a can of Tecate. He’d been living here for five years and hadn’t gotten much done around the house in the interim due to a demanding job all the way down in Globe. “I moved here for the job from Phoenix, but my boyfriend at the time didn’t want to so we called it quits.” Zeke said, “We still get together whenever I’m in town though.” I breathed a sigh of relief after swallowing some beer, “Oh thank the gods!” I leaned back on the plush couch with a chuckle, “I was afraid my queer ass was going to get kidnapped into a Mormon fringe cult!” Zeke laughed, a big throaty laugh, “You read too much Huffington Post!” That little taunt made me laugh, because it was fucking true, “But seriously,” he dead panned, “They’re in the house down the road.” We laughed some more. A television lay dark, and I asked, “Wanna hear some of my band’s recent practice sessions?” he assented and I hooked the laptop to the flatscreen. I kicked off my sandals so I could crouch to see the HDMI port. “You smoke?” he asked. “Not cigarettes.” “Good!” he got up and disappeared down a hallway. By the time he got back I was pressing play on the sound file. It was one we were proud of; a cover of Crowded House’s “Don’t Dream Its Over”. Zeke sat back on the couch with a tray and a bag of weed. I helped pick out the stems and seeds and we smoked. It was some really good bud. “Yeah,” he said lazily, “I have it mailed from a friend in Oregon. It’s the only thing that can help me unwind these days.” “I just jack off.” I admitted, “I can’t afford to smoke good weed, so I just go without most the time.” We were stretched back and listening to the hyper, jazzy punk that was playing on the speakers. It seemed a little odd being juxtaposed with the heady, relaxing buzz now coursing through our brains, but Zeke was really digging it. “I’m gonna hafta come out and see your show tomorrow,” he said, “this is good. This is a lot more punk than gypsy, but I’m loving it.” He said with a smile and stretched out. The couch wasn’t big, so when he spread his arms over the back of the couch he basically had put his arm around me. I smiled and melted into him a little bit, but not too much to be presumptuous. I nestled into his shoulder and puffed on the last of the joint. “You really got it down to the nub.” He said. “Don’t burn yourself, dude.” “I have nimble fingers.” I admitted, with the best side-eye I could muster. He caught it and smiled, and pulled me into him. “Wanna fuck around, kid” he whispered into my ear and I shivered. I put the roach down on the arm of the couch and cupped my hand on his crotch. “Yeah,” I said with a wicked little grin, I groped him, feeling his growing stiffy and not immediately registering just how thick it was becoming, “weed always makes me horny.” He moaned, deep from his diaphragm and turned my face to his. Our lips met open, and immediately our tongues were getting to know each other. My hand went from groping him to his pec, and I squeezed gently. He pushed me back onto the cushions and moved on top of me, mashing our mouths together, and then making a trail down my neck. I groaned, joyfully. Zeke’s hands went under my They Might Be Giants shirt and tugged it off my head, exposing my pale skin, covered in light brown hair. He made another trail down to my left nipple and sucked it hungrily. I gasped over and over again in sheer pleasure. His hands were undoing my belt and unzipping my pants when he went to my right nipple and slowly started to tug down my pants. He met some resistance as the denim bunched up at my mid thighs. He chuckled, “What the… fucking hipster legging crap!” He declared with no small amount of sarcastic bluster as he tore my pants down my legs and threw them across the room. I laughed giddily. I was in a blue pair of cheap underwear I had dyed myself, and he smirked at the little panties. The older man gripped my growing erection through the cloth and began to jack me. His other hand worked into the leg of the undies and started to fiddle with my hole. I was moaning wildly on his couch when his finger entered me. “You get fucked on the regular, boy?” he asked, with no small amount of authority in his voice. “Yes, sir.” I said, knowing exactly where this was going, and wanting to help it along. “Good.” He said, pulling out his finger, “Bathroom’s down that hall on the right, Fleet enemas are under the sink.” He pointed to the hall and I got up and made use of his facilities. Here I was, on some god forsaken stretch of I-40 about to get my fuzzy hipster ass plowed by a hot rural daddy bear. “And put those little fag panties back on when your done in there!” his voice boomed through the house. I shuddered in expectant delight! I finished put my underwear back on and ventured out into the living room. Zeke stood shirtless, packing a bowl. We each took a hit, and after taking the bowl off of me and placing it on the kitchen island that overlooked the living room he pulled me by the neck into a kiss. His hands ventured back into my briefs and his fingers dove into my crack and across my hole. I whimpered into his kiss. Zeke then shoved me over the back of the sofa and shoved my undies aside, exposing my hairy hole. He shoved a finger into the first knuckle and I gasped. His finger was followed by his tongue and I was a quivering mess hanging onto the back of the couch. He continued to tongue and finger fuck me for a good while, spitting into my hole to help things along when needed. Every time I heard him spit and felt the wetness splat against my crack I’d gasp, knowing what he was prepping me for. Finally he pulled away and dragged me off the couch by my waist. He motioned me to my knees and I came face to face with the monster his genetics had made. His dick was wide as a can of Redbull and nearly a foot long. I gaped, not sure what I’m supposed to do with it and its wide dripping piss slit, when he gripped the back of my hair with his fist and sank his cock in. I choked and he said, “Calm down, and take it. You’re not singing tomorrow, right? So fucking take it!” I repositioned his cock, slightly, and swallowed as it approached my gag reflex. His length sank down, but only so far. I was still a few inches away from his pubes. But he let up on me, content with the progress I’d made, “Good boy. That’s how a good boy sucks his daddy’s dick, isn’t it?” I nodded when I came up for air, “Yes, sir.” He smiled, leaned down and kissed me, “Up. Come on.” He said, and led me down the hall, past the bathroom and into a bedroom strewn with clothes, and dominated by a king size bed. He picked me up and tossed my smaller 5’8” frame onto the bed, and climbed on after kicking off his boots. We made out some more, smoked a bowl from a bed side table, and continued making out as I worked his jeans off his legs. “You play raw or wrapped?” he asked. “I’m on cool.” I said, purposefully not answering him, hoping this man I’d just met would take the lead and breed me deep. “Good.” He said with a smile, “I’m undetectable so we should be good.” “Yes, sir.” I continued kissing him, and groped the monster cock between our bodies. He smiled and led kisses down my furry frame, ending again at my asshole. He pushed my legs up and I gripped them in my arms as his tongue renewed its assault. He grew impatient with the cloth obscuring my hole, so he tore the cheap fabric out of his way. I was shocked, but too turned on to give a shit about cheap briefs. I was clearly in the hands of a master. At forty-five Zeke knew well his craft, and was working me in a frenzy. I needed cock. Desperately; as if I was still the seventeen year old virgin who’d never been fucked. “Oh, god, Zeke… please, uuuuhhh.. fuck me…” “What’d you say, boy?” he spit into my hole. “Fuck me!” I said louder. “With what?” he spit once more. “With your cock!” I moaned, sounding like I was crying, “Fuckin, breed me, daddy!” He dug into the side table and came back with a bottle of lube. He spilled some over my asshole and worked in into me with his fingers, while he lubed his dick with the other hand. Zeke positioned himself and pressed the head of his wide cock to my hole and began to press forward. I opened to him, more easily than I ever had for anyone, and I’d never seen a cock as thick as his. I needed to be rimmed this good from now on, I thought as he began to sink his girth within me. “That’s a good boy!” he moaned with a dopey smile on his bearded face. “Oh daddy.” I uttered, higher pitched than I meant, and amazed at how full my ass had become. He bottomed out and bent over between my legs. I let go of my knees and wrapped my legs around his waist. Our mouths met again and we wrapped our arms around each others shoulders, pulling us closer together. He began to hump. Gently, but authoritatively. He claimed me at both ends, with cock and tongue, and I moaned into his mouth with appreciation. I hadn’t been taken like this in over a year, not even by the hot middle aged dude I met busking downtown last summer. Zeke picked up the pace and held himself upright with an elbow on either side of my head. I got the feeling he hadn’t had any ass in a while, given that he lived in Chambers, Arizona, hundreds of miles from the nearest gay bar and surrounded by desert. Despite the long absence of raw boy hole in his life, the man above me lasted a good long while. He’d pump furiously into me, his sweat dripping from his body and face, then slow down and lower his mouth to mine. His perspiration tasted marvelous. A delicacy, and I tasted it on our lips. When he’d backed off from his orgasm long enough he’d start up again. Time became an inconstant. It ceased to have any meaning with my ass and prostate under constant assault by this big bear of a daddy. He fucked me silly. I tried to make words, but they just devolved into moans, groans, and long drawn out vowels. I came twice; a torrent each time erupting from my cock and coating the hair on his chest and belly. He scooped some up each time and tasted, loving the taste of pliant boy juice. After the second time, he began to fuck me hard. And he became a lot more aggressive; which was perfectly fine by me! “Open your mouth, you useless hole.” He demanded. When I opened up, he spit into my mouth. I swallowed. “Again.” He said, not missing a punch to my prostate. His next load of saliva missed and hit me on the face. He spit again, hitting me this time square on the tongue. "Swallow it." I did. A strong hand went to the base of my throat while he wrapped his other arms around my neck. Then the jack rabbiting began. I lost all control of myself, and I came again. I nearly blacked out. My eyes refocused on his face, inches from mine. His breath hot on the side of my face as it screwed up tight and he growled, loudly. He held himself balls deep inside me as he unloaded his seed. His teeth clamped down on the side of my neck and bit down. He wanted to mark me, inside and out. Claim me. And all I could do was hang onto him. To wind my arms and legs tighter around him, moan at the hickey he was leaving on my neck, and marvel at how drained dry my balls were. He reached over to a control behind the bed, and the lights went out. We slept there, just as we lay, with his cock deep inside me. The next morning he fucked me again, with no less vigor. Then we made breakfast and went to take care of my car. Back at the house I updated my bandmates on my arrival time, douched again, and we fucked yet another time. This time, with him holding me by the ass against whatever walls and surfaces we could find. We then loaded up his truck and drove to Flagstaff. The show went well, although it wasn’t a big crowd it was very energetic and was picking up what we were putting down. My bandmates met Zeke at the after party in a bar downtown. Terry, the drummer, instantly saw the appeal. Zeke was also enamored with the almond complexion and bright green Mohawk of the Texas born Lebanese drummer. Zeke had made reservations at the Monte Vista and the three of us went back there and had a wild night. Terry was a bit of a spanking bitch, and we had a good time fucking him at both ends. By the end of the night me and Terry had assholes dripping with cum and Zeke had been seriously satisfied. Terry decided to drive back to Dallas with me and we spent two days at Zeke’s house getting our holes reamed. Zeke broke out his leather gear and we became his bitch boys. I got piss showers from both of them and Terry eventually took his fist. We implored Zeke to think about moving to Dallas. I suppose the absence of our willing holes would prove to make a more convincing case. Only time would tell.

Part Twelve After a long shower and another quick fuck, Sammy and Eli joined me downstairs to share a joint and to strategize. “So how do we get John?” Sammy asked, taking a long drag. “Yeah, I am dying to hear this,” Eli said, taking the joint from his brother. “John is going to be involved, first thing we need to do is find a reason for him to be off the grid for a few days.” “Why?” Sammy asked. “Because it's going to take at least three days to break John, and we can't be worrying that your parents or whatever are going to be asking where he is.” “Three days?” Eli asked shocked, “Why so long?” I took a hit and passed it to Sammy, “Because John isn't like the two of you, he's going to take a lot more work.” “Like us?” Sammy asked. I nodded, “Both of you already had needs, they were just buried under ego and societal expectations.” Sammy looked at Eli shrugged, “I didn't know I wanted this.” “Exactly, you guys had this inside, John doesn't. John is a full blooded alpha. He likes being in control, he doesn't have a deep seated desire to be dominated. I mean he may in fun, like being tied up by a girl or blindfolded, but in the end he will always be in control. He doesn't like losing it, so it won't be as easy as you two.” “If he doesn't want it, then what are you going to do?” Sammy asked. “I am going to break him, hard. That takes time, and all of it uninterrupted. Once we start we can't have him sobering back up to take a phone call and then put him under again. He needs to be put down and then he needs to stay that way until he gives in.” Sammy cocked his head, “What are we going to do to him?” “Well first, we need a cover story for him to be away for a weekend.” “Our parents have a cabin by Lake Travis, we can say we're going there to fish and just have a guy's weekend.” Sammy nodded, “Yeah, if we tell him it's like a Parker brothers weekend, beer, weed and fishing, he'd go for that.” “He'd go for it if you asked,” Eli added, “He does whatever you ask.” Sammy smiled, “I'm the baby, I get whatever I want.” Eli rolled his eyes, “Don't remind me.” “Ok, so you guys can get hi to agree to this? A weekend in bumfuck?” They both nodded. “Perfect, so that will shut your parents and his friends up. Now we need a reason for him to swing by here first.” Eli and Sammy looked at each other and smiled, “Pussy, lots of it.” “If you have girls on tap, he will be here with bells on.” I looked over at Josh and Tony, who were playing Fortnite, “Hey guys, how many chicks can you get here this weekend?” Neither one looked up, “Um, all of them, why what's up?” “We need to have a party this weekend, and there needs to be girls on display.” Josh looked up, “You have a job?” I nodded, “Yep, I need the party as cover.” Tony looked over, “Anyone you're willing share?” “If we can tame him? Oh yeah.” He looked at each other and smiled, “Yeah, we can get as many girls here as you want.” “Enough to make it look like a target rich environment, but not so many that we can't control the flow of traffic.” Tony nodded, “Got it.” I looked back to the brothers, “That work?” “Can we sell John on a party with a ton of girls?” Sammy chuckled, “Yeah, I think we can handle that.” “Cool, I need to call my guy. I don't have any liquid molly, how much does your brother weigh?” “Um, 265 I think,” Eli answered, “Why?” “Because we don't want to over do it. Hey Tony, you remember how much we gave Scott the one time we injected him?” “I think it was 110 mg.” “100 at first, “Josh corrected him, “Then we gave him another 20 booster when he started coming down.” “Sounds good, if we get two 100mg doses, the first will out him under fast, and we can use the other 100 to keep him there all weekend.” “Isn't that dangerous?' Eli asked. “Look, we want to fuck your brother, not kill him. He's too big for us to just slip him a pill, that shit could take up to an hour to affect him and that's too long. We need something that will knock him on his ass almost instantly, he's a big boy, we aren't going to hurt him.” “So we get him here, then what you just stick a needle in him?” That made me laugh, “No, we dose his drink a little, when he's lightheaded we get him upstairs and then we stick him. Once he's under we'll tie him up and get to work.” I could see Sammy was hard from here. “So then we fuck him?” “Patience,” I said, putting my hand over his bulge, “This is going to be a multi step process. We need to dose him, get him into it, and then keep him on the edge until he can't remember what it's like not to be fucked.” “Yeah it's a trip,” Tony said, still playing the game. “At first you're out of it and don't know what's going on but then it goes on for so long, you kind of just accept it and after awhile, you like it. A lot.” “You did it to him?” Eli asked. “Yep, Tony used to be a grade A pussy chaser, didn't you Tony?” “Fuck yeah, tore that shit up.” Eli looked at me, “And now?' “Tony, turn that shit off and get over here.” Tony dropped the controller instantly and stood up. He was another striker on the team, 6'5”, fucking built like fucking moose, not so handsome but his body more than made up for it. He looked like one of those guys who would just kill you for looking at him wrong, because outside of this house he was exactly like that. He walked over and stood in front of me. “What the fuck are you waiting for?” He blushed and then got down on his knees, his hands fumbling for my shorts. Eli and Sammy watched as this mountain of a man fished my cock out and started serving me there, on the living room floor, in front of everyone. He made slobbering noises as he slurped my cock like it was a tootsie roll pop. Sammy openly rubbed his cock thought his shorts, watching this beast humiliate himself by licking the underside of my balls. Without even looking he reached over grabbed Eli's head and pushed it down into his lap. Eli moaned as he mouthed his little brother's cock through the material. “See?” I said, like it was the most normal thing in the world to have two guys service you, “With guys like Eli it's easy, he craves this shit. But Tony here,” I grabbed a chunk of hair and pulled his face up. His mouth was open and drool fell from his side of his mouth as he looked at me with hunger, “Tony here had to be broken and shown what he was put here for. Weren't you Tony?” Tony nodded. “Tony was an alpha before he met me. Now what are you Tony?” “Your cunt,” he answered automatically, “I'm your muscled cunt.” I let him go and he went straight back to my cock like a nursing puppy. “This is what we're going to train John to be. But you have to trust me, it's going to take time and patience.” Sammy and I looked over and saw Josh standing there, watching Eli service his brother, “Can I help?” Sammy pushed Eli back and undid his shorts, freeing his cock, “If you guys can share.” Both Josh and Eli fought for that cock, each one taking a side and licking it up and down, as Sammy looked on with pride. He was becoming quite the little dom, if I do say so myself. The week I spent all of my free time setting the weekend up. I got in touch with my supplier who gave me two syringes of liquid molly, some more liquid THC, five laced joints and a bottle of extra strength poppers that could stun an ox if I wanted to fuck it. I cleared out my room, making sure the bed was secure and that the frame was reinforced because I could believe that if John tried he might be able to cause enough damage to get free. The cherry on my little rape it though was a ventilator mask. It belonged to a CPAP machine but I modified it so now it was connected to the poppers. All I had to do was slip this over his mouth and nose and I could adjust how much poppers to air he was receiving. This should make it nearly impossible for him to be able to get his feet under him to resist. We bought the party supplies but I made sure to get a huge bottle of 190 proof Everclear with a long neck. This was going to be my stop gap when I thought he had too much Molly in his system. Once I had this all set up I went over the plan one more time with Sam and Eli. Eli had brought up the fishing trip, which John had agreed to and then Sammy bitched he didn't want to go because of the party we were throwing. “I told him this was my chance to score with college girls and he laughed and said I had no shot, but we could go anyways,” Sammy told me after school, “He bought it hook, line and sinker.” “Dude, when did you get so good at lying?” I asked. “I've always been a good liar. My parents think I'm a fucking angel, my teachers think I am a model student, trust me, the world sees one thing when I am completely different.” “You're a fucking sadistic fuck,” I said tweaking his nipples. “And you love it,” he said leaning over and kissing me. I don't know if I've mentioned it, but this could fucking kiss. I mean it was soft but aggressive, insistent but not overbearing. It was one of those kisses you got so into you weren't sure when it was over or not. If I knew it wouldn't go to his head I would have asked his secret, but there was no way I was giving this kid any more fuel for that fire. The only other thing that happened that week was I got home from practice and found Eli getting spitroasted by Tony and Scott in the living room. It was hot to see the squeaky clean Eli, who just last week had a girlfriend and a promise ring being grudge fucked by two jocks in broad daylight. I played through and fucked a load into him as well, I swear when we were done I think we were more out of breath than he was. It wasn't until Sammy came over and made him ride his cock on the couch that Eli finally let up. He was becoming the perfect little sub. Friday rolled around and the house was abuzz with energy. The guys were fired up about the party but they were also interested in my project. They had all taken a good look at John the time he was over and they all wanted a crack at that alpha jock's ass. Most of the team showed up and then the girls, by the time the Parkers showed up the party was in full swing. “Told you we were gonna be late!” Sammy said as they walked in the door. John looked around the room and I could see him give the room a sweep, his radar looking for who he wanted to fuck tonight. I'm sure I don't have to explain to you how popular we were right? I mean lacrosse players are like a hybrid baseball and football player. We had toned, firm bodies but more mass than baseball guys had because the sport was a lot more contact than not. So the girls that showed up to climb our cocks were not ugly by no means, and John could tell that at first glance. He saw me and gave me a nod as they walked over. “Nice party,” he said in that bro tone of voice. I looked around, “It's ok, it'll get wilder the later it gets.” He smiled, “Oh yeah?” I smiled back at him, “Oh count on it.” “What's on tap?” “You all want beer? We have vodka and rum too.” “Beer is fine,” John said and Eli and Sammy said the same. I went to the fridge and pulled out two beers and the special one I had whipped up for John. It had the same amount of THC that Eli's Mountain Dew had but John was pure muscle and had an easy 60 pounds on his little brother, so all it would do is loosen him up and make him super buzzed...but not comatose. I had three of these ready, by the third he would be stumbling and slurring, and easy target to get upstairs. I proposed a toast and made sure they all took a long drink before looking around for our trap. “Betty!” I called out to a fucking gorgeous blond with tits that defied gravity, “Have you met the Parker brothers? This is Sammy, Eli...” John held his hand out, “I'm John.” She looked him up and down, “I am sure you are.” They both laughed and she moved closer to him, “You on the team?” “Lacrosse? Nah I'm football baby.” She cooed, “I love football!” “Oh yeah?” he said putting her arm around her. She smiled as he led her over to the couch to talk. “Is she cool?” Sammy asked me. “She comes over sometimes to peg the guys with her strap on. Trust me, she is super cool.” They both watched as their brother sat down with her, thinking he was talking up some random hot chick. No idea she was as twisted as I was when it came to power plays. “She's probably gonna wanna watch us do him at some point, but for now she'll make sure he's drinking and relaxing.” “So what do we do?” Sammy asked, too excited to hide it. “You could go cruise college chicks, I bet you could score one easy.” He rolled his eyes, “Chicks are easy, I want a challenge.” God this kid was liquid sex. “Then chill out, go play COD with the guys and wait for your brother to get wasted.” Eli wandered over to Tony and Josh, who welcomed him like he was part of the team and not jut a cum bucket they used all week while Sammy sat down and grabbed a controller. And I just watched.

(this story originally appeared on my old tumblr blog sometime in 2014 or 2015, new edits applied) Steve knew this was going to be indelicate. As things often were when covering up his dumbass older brother’s mistakes. Fortunately, he had a set of keys to the vehicle that had been junked. All he had to do was talk his way into the junk yard. Easy as pie. He had grown up with Mr McAlister's son Gary and he might be able to pull the right string by bringing a bottle of Jameson. It didn’t go well. Turns out five years away at college can change a place, and the people in it. Drew McAlister is now one of the coordinator’s of Hope Baptist’s AA program. And he didn’t take kindly to the proffered bottle of whiskey. “Sir, I’m very sorry.” Steve had to get a handle on the angry junkyard owner quickly, or he might wind up getting his ass beat, “I haven't talked to Gary in a long time, I didn’t know.” “He tells me you haven’t called him up since you all moved away.” Drew said, his anger finding a new source as his eyes narrowed, “I know full well what happened between you two and frankly I don’t give a cold shit. But when you left you cut off the place that what raised you.” Steve was numb. His dad knew?! And he was right, so he nodded, “I did. I had to do what I could so I wouldn’t wind up like my brother.” That admission seemed to mollify Mr McAlister a little, “I saw you on the news a few years back, you spoke well.” Steve smiled, despite his ongoing fear, “Thank you.” He’d always been frightened of the gruff man from deepest Appalachia. “Quite a few folks started changing their minds about things after seeing you on tv.” “That don’t make things any easier comin home.” Steve said, letting the drawl slip back into his voice… for the moment. “Listen, son.” Drew McAlister said, coming out from around the desk, “Why are you really here.” The younger man hesitated. “Why do you need back inside a car your brother junked weeks ago?” Steve sighed and looked around the small dingy office. It wasn’t likely to be bugged, “You know he’s in jail now, right?” “Uh-huh.” “You know what he’s in jail FOR, right?” Drew nodded, then a dawning of realization crossed his face. He nodded and grabbed his baseball cap off the desk, “Follow me.” They walked out the back door and into the labyrinth of overgrown piles of rusting cars and building materials.Steve had known that some vehicles were worth more for spare parts than they were for the recycling plant in Youngstown, and some of these piles would sit here for decades than be sent to a blast furnace. Fortunately, in better times, his brother Al had invested in a 1975 Dodge Charger. It HAD to be around here somewhere, rusting here after getting totaled. It was proving to be an agreeable summer day and Drew had opened his shirt, letting the ends flutter in the occasional cool breeze. Steve couldn't help but steal a glance at the hot, hairy dad muscle and chub up a little in his shorts. He got control of himself in time to realize that they’d stopped amidst a row of more recent vehicles. “So son, here’s where you gotta make a choice.” Drew was looking down at him, in the alpha male way that had always intimidated him as a teenager. “By all rights it should be your brother here, trying to talk his way out of a stretch in the pen. But he don’t have anything I want, so you better make it worth it.” With these words Mr McAllister began to unfasten his pants. “Fuck.” Steve muttered. “Yeah, that too.” Drew said, not stopping “Now get on your knees and start suckin.” Steve did as he was told before the cock could even escape the white briefs. They were yanked down and the young man breathed deep of the crotch that produced his first boyfriend. All sorts of wild questions flowed through Steve’s mind as his mouth made contact and began to work the hardening cock. I’m sucking my ex-boyfriend’s dad. Fuck. I want him in my ass. Did he and Gary ever… He sucked the eight inches furiously. Like a starving man and his hands were helping, feeling the fuzzy balls with one, while they other trailed up his torso feeling the furry belly and pectorals of a man old enough to be his father. This was beyond what he’d expected of a summer back in his hometown. He had expected to be a social pariah given his vocal advocacy that ran counter to the way most of this town chose to live. He had feared violent reprisal. Instead, the most macho guy in town had him on his knees, and held his head still while he fucked his talented throat. “Damn boy.” Mr McAlister said, “You’re just as good as Gary.” Steve was shocked by these words and met Drew’s eyes. The older man nodded, “Better believe it, boy.” He slid his cock out of his mouth, “Keep your mouth open.” Steve did so, and was rewarded with a load of spit, drooled out of the older man’s mouth and into his own. “Swallow.” He did as ordered, feeling some of this hard man slide down his throat. Drew nodded, “Get naked… Now!” he added with some bluster to his voice when the young, beardless man hesitated. Steve rose and shucked his t-shirt, shorts and sandals in an instant. He had been wearing a jockstrap on account of the walk out to this part of town and was about to pull it down, when Drew raised a hand, “Leave those on, I like jocks. Back on your knees, son.” Steve lowered himself back to the grassy, but graveled ground and opened his mouth for the cock once more. Drew had divested himself of the work shirt, his pants, his underwear, even his boots and socks. They were both bare assed in the middle of a grimy junkyard and Steve couldn’t be happier. The softened cock re-entered his mouth and stayed there,” Look up at me, Steven.” Their eyes met, and Drew sighed a little. Steve immediately registered the taste of warm piss on his tongue and fought off the urge to spew it from his mouth. “Keep eye contact, boy.” Drew ordered and the young man complied, “Good. Now start drinking it.” A questioning look flashed across Steve’s eyes. Sure, he’d been pissed on. Sure, he’d taken piss in his mouth, but he’d never swallowed. Just somehow it seemed a step too far. But if he wanted to keep his brother out of prison, he’d have to be accommodating for his ex-boyfriend’s dad. He swallowed and discovered that it wasn’t so bad at all. The acrid feel continued down his throat but was soon relieved by the next mouthful. Gulping sounds escaped his body and he started to moan. He was getting painfully hard drinking the middle aged man’s piss. “That’s it, boy.” Drew said encouragingly. Watching the younger man’s throat and mouth work swallowing the contents of his bladder, “That’s a good boy.” He moaned as he was starting to harden up, “You’re just as good at that as Gary.” Soon enough the torrent subsided to a trickle, and Steve felt like his guts were full with urine. “Too bad things didn’t work out between you two.” Drew said appraisingly, kneeling down in front of him, “It would have been nice to have two boys in the house.” Their lips met in a kiss and Steve let the thought of living with father and son fuck machines swim in his mind. Gary had been insatiable. Everyday before school in his room, during lunch in the boiler room, then after school behind the band bleachers, Steve had opened his ass to his best friend. Drew’s tongue made his way into his mouth and his arms around his shoulders and it pulled the young man back into the present. Steve moaned into the kiss, so much like his long lost love, but different. The older man wrapped one arm around his lower back and guided him back onto the grass. Steve instinctively raised his legs and wrapped them around Mr McAlister’s waist. “When was the last time you were fucked, son?” Drew asked, coming up for air. “Last week.” Steve answered as the older man rustled in his pants, “I was in Cleveland visiting friends and they both fucked me.” “Good.” Drew said retrieving a tube from his pants pocket. It was vaseline. He squirted some out and began to massage it around Steve’s hole. The younger man whimpered at what was coming. He didn’t normally get barebacked, but knew enough to realize that a condom wouldn’t be a part of the equation today. With his other hand, Drew moved aside the fabric of Steve’s jockstrap and freed his dick. The older man bent down and suckled on it for a while as he eased fingers into Steve’s eager hole. The younger man came close to cumming, but Drew knew when to ease off. He had been lubing his own cock as well and now lined it up to the greased asshole. “You ready, son?” Steve nodded, “Yes, sir.” Drew slipped his head inside and the young blond sighed in satisfaction. He held it there for but a moment and then eased more of it within. Steve’s legs tightened around his waist, and Drew couldn’t help but thrust the rest of his shaft into the welcoming, tight, warmth. He leaned down and kissed the boy as he gasped and moaned on the hard cock inside him, buried to the hilt. Arms wrapped around eachother and held each other tight. Their torsos mashed together and arms holding each other tight. Mr McAlister’s legs were up against the upturned thighs of the young man beneath him. It felt so right, and so good. And Drew began to move. He made gentle, shallow thrusts, not wanting to break the full body contact they had going. The boy felt perfect. Just like his own son when they were together, which was far too seldom these days. Chicago wasn’t far, but work kept them both busy. Drew was now determined to get back there more often. As he thrust into Steven Grady, the son of one of his best friends, and slid his tongue against his, Drew didn’t entertain any ridiculous thoughts of the two lads getting back together and him having four willing holes to choose from. It was just far too unlikely. This was it, and he was going to make the most of it. He was going to make love to this lonely young man and hopefully give him reason to come visit more often. Their mouths mashed loudly, and they were both moaning in the quiet calm of a gentle fuck. But the occasional thrust onto his prostate was driving Steve wild. “Fuck, boy.” Drew said, breaking off and looking into the young man’s eyes, “I’m not going to last much longer.” He said, picking up a little speed. “Oh fuck!” Steve moaned, “Right there! Right at that.. speed… ohhhh… FUUUUUUCK!!” Drew felt the cock between their bodies pulse and seep warm cum, smearing the seed into the hair on their bellies and chests. The asshole around his cock constricted his shaft like a boa constrictor, the pressure on his own dick going past the breaking point. Drew began to thrust uncontrollably, still holding the lad tight about the shoulders. “Gawd! Fuck, boy. Here it comes!” Drew announced into his ear before making several deep, hard thrusts into him and tensing and trembling with each one. Steve held onto the older man as he unloaded his DNA inside his ass. The moaning in his ear subsided as did the trembling, the balls deep thrusts and Steve massaged the shoulders he’d been holding onto for no more than ten minutes or so. Frankly, he was surprised they’d made it three. Mr McAlister was hot, and he’d always thought so. Now one of his teenage fantasies had come true. But he couldn’t keep his original mission out of his mind. “Hey, Mr McAlister?” The older man chuckled as he recovered, “Call me Drew, son.” He laughed, pushing and holding himself up, “You gotta load of my cum up your ass, and my piss in your belly. And I’m still inside ya, boy. So for fuck’s sake, call me Drew.” Steve chuckled, marvelling that the cock inside him still hadn’t gone soft, “Ok.” “What is it?” Drew asked, wondering what thought could have broken the boy out of a post fuck bliss. “It’s nothing that can’t wait.” Steve said, leaning up to draw the middle aged fuck-god into a kiss. There would be plenty of time to get to the shitty old Dodge, grab the bag of meth from under the wheel well and toss it into the Mahoning River. For now, Steve was happy. Full of every fluid a sexy dad could offer and, for now at least, none of it was going anywhere.

The Workout, Part 2 "You're a little old to be chasing. Most guys do that when they're young and foolish" I replied. "I... I'm not really chasing. I just want to be less paranoid about it" sigmabtm said. I let his words sink in to both of us before I said "I got a good record, so if you're not ready I won't fuck you." The words astounded me and I wondered how they came out of my mouth. It didn't take long for him to respond, saying "If someone is going to do it, I want it from a guy like you." I pulled his tank over his head and then pushed down and forward on both of his shoulders. He knelt on the cushions and braced his hands on the back of the couch, like I'm sure he had done hundreds of times before. My body followed him down and I was on the floor on my knees as I looked at his ass. It was covered in the same fur as his legs and was firm from the daily workouts. I pried his ass cheeks apart and after gazing at my target for a moment, pushed my face in. There was no gasp of surprise nor a quick yelp. This was an ass that had been rimmed for decades. A seasoned pro at feeling tongues, fingers, dicks and maybe a fist or two use it for both person's pleasure. One thing I enjoy is tasting and breathing in the scent of a new guy and our workout had provided a lot of scent to take in. My tongue got to savor the salty taste of his sweat and his own unique pheromone smell. Sigmabtm's hole relaxed as my tongue explored and then gave a quick squeeze when it poked inside. He seemed eager to be penetrated and the more I rimmed him the more I wanted my cock to feel him wrapped around it. I feasted for almost fifteen minutes when my need to fuck started to take over. My tongue lapped up out of the crevice and along his spine until my cock was now riding the crack between each butt cheek. The shaft slid up until my balls hit his ass and then I dragged it back down. "One last chance to change your mind or the next thing you feel is my toxic cock entering you" I said softly. "Fuck me" was all he said. The spit I'd left inside his hole was not nearly enough lube and we both knew it. His ass cheeks pulled back my foreskin and seconds later my head was resting on his outer ring. I could feel it wink and after a few cycles I pushed in as he relaxed. Once past the muscle, I stopped. He let out a moan, showing me just how much he needed this. I kissed the back of his neck and then gave a firm thrust, plowing almost half of my cock inside him. "FUCK! Slow... slow... slow" he said. Most guys that I'd fucked like this just powered through, but sigmabtm wanted a more gentle fuck. He wasn't like most other guys and my gut instinct told me that he'd be a great fuck if I just followed his desires. I withdrew and added another gob of spit to my cock. My hips started to roll working my shaft in deeper with each stroke. The combination of the extra spit, my precum and his experienced hole soon got my balls to bounce off his ass. It may have taken a few extra minutes, but he felt damn good wrapped around my fuckstick. My thighs started to burn from the crouching position that I was in, drilling him with long firm strokes. I leaned forward, placing my chest on his back and fucked several more minutes before I then moved back so I was more upright. I gave a harder shove, driving from head to base in one long stroke and stood there before pulling all the way out. His groan told me that I was at the limit of how hard he wanted me to plow him. We had been fucking like this for almost a half hour and I wasn't sure how much longer I could stand in that position. Rolling him over on to his back, I adjusted him so his ass was hanging over the edge of the leather sofa. He surprised me with his flexibility and had his legs pulled back on either side of his body. The height was perfect and with me back on my knees, I easily slid back into his velvety hole. I stared back into his eyes and could see the lust in them. My strokes started out short and soon I was back to full thrusts. Sigmabtm reached up and started to play with each of my nipples. First with the left, with flicks and pinches and then he moved over to the right. This was a universal sign I had seen from bottoms my whole sex life. They wanted to feel the top's orgasm, flooding their vulnerable body with a potentially deadly load of cum. I fucked faster and faster until he said those magical words "Breed me." I planted my cock as deep as I could and I felt it throb with each shot of cum. We stared into each other's eyes, knowing I was delivering a life altering load deep inside him. I hadn't said anything during our fuck and he had only muttered a few brief phrases. All of our communication was done via gestures or facial expressions. My cock stopped pulsing and stood planted in his hole, holding in all of my viral sperm. After we both came down from our high and our breathing was back to normal, I slowly pulled my cock out. Surprisingly, not much cum came out of his gaping hole. I had planted that load deep. Sigmabtm let go of his legs and I watched as he rolled forward until we were face to face. He gave me a deep kiss that lasted for a few minutes. He pushed me backward and then pulled me to my feet as he stood. He led me over to the bedroom I saw as I had walked in and we laid down. I spooned behind him and he held my hand tightly. Both of us were drained from our double workout and we fell asleep quickly. It was almost midnight when I woke and felt his body against mine. My chest was firmly against his back and my rigid cock was cradled by his muscled ass cheeks. I began to roll my hips, humping him until I felt him start to stir. He was wide awake the instant I forced my cock back into his tight hole. sigmabtm let out a loud whimper as I pushed slowly inside him. His hole was a little slick from the earlier load but not much "Yeah, you need a thick poz dick in you" I whispered in his ear. "Fuck that feels so good. Keep fuckin' me" he replied. "Oh, I ain't stoppin until I dump some more of my charged seed in that neg cunt" I told him, getting another loud whimper and a quick dick squeeze out of him. I pumped him like that, on his side, for several minutes until I slid in all the way and then rolled him on his stomach. "Come on, tell me what you want" I goaded him as my cock started to drive in and out of his hole. "Fuck me with that big poz cock" he said as I churned up what was left of the load from earlier. It felt so good, coating my cock with each thrust. "Give me all of your dick... I need to feel it throb deep inside my cunt" he gasped and soon I was pulling out and sliding back in, making him feel every inch of my cock digging into his hole. "Mmmhmmm... not just a poz dick... a toxic dick" I growled in his ear. He replied "Oh fuck... It feels so good though" and I let out a sinister laugh. I kept long dicking him for a few more minutes. I knew his cock was rock hard and trapped between his body and the bed. My hands held him down as my cock relentlessly plowed into him. I knew from earlier that he didn't like hard fucks, so I was going to fuck until he begged me to breed him. "I'm gonna knock this pussy up" I growled out. My legs spread wider until they were on either side of his hips and gave me better leverage. The thrusts slowed but got a little harder. I played around with the strength, finding the point right below where he started to protest. A little froth from the earlier load circled around my cock and was being replaced by my constantly leaking cock. That cum had done it's job and was soon to be replaced with some fresh virus laden semen. I drove in, blasting past his inner ring and forcing a painful grunt from his mouth. My hips ground against his ass before I returned plowing his cunt. When I drilled deep another time, I'd found his breaking point. "Oh fuck... please... I can't take much more" he cried out. "I told you before, I don't pull out until after I've shot my load. You know what's gonna happen if I keep breeding this hole" I told him coldly. I'm sure he knew but he was just too scared to admit it. He whimpered again without saying it verbally. I wanted to hear him tell me he wanted my charged seed. "It might take 1 load... or two... or ten... or fifty. Everyone is different. The last guy's number was one and I've already given you that. Ready for number two?" I said breathlessly as I started to fuck faster. They were short, fast strokes and I could feel the friction warm up my thickening cock. "Oh god... no... I... I don't want to get pozzed... Please! Don't breed me. Pull out!" he gasped. His body was telling me something different though. I could feel his hole flex around my shaft, trying to coax my charged load from my balls. "Nope... not happening" I replied as my body got frantic as the impending orgasm built up. His hole gave a few hard squeezes and that spurred me on. I fell on to his back and then let the floodgates open. Pulses from my cock shot glob after glob of my sperm into his guts, each with my own primal grunt. He whimpered loudly as my cum filled up his fuck chute knowing that my virus was getting a second chance at claiming him. "Yeah... that's a good daddy. Take my buggy load and let it soak in and become part of you. The new you" I growled in his ear. I had never referred to an older guy that I fucked as a daddy, but it seemed right at that moment. His whimpers turned to moans and I felt his ass milk out a few more spurts while he shot his own load into the sheets. I chuckled and told him "See, getting poz bred turned you the fuck on, didn't it?" Both of us were covered in sweat and since we hadn't showered after our workout, we both had a glorious smell of sweat and cum wafting off our bodies. I rolled us back on our sides, my softening cock still inside his hole and we were back asleep a few minutes later. He was the one that woke first and as he pulled away from me, I opened my eyes. He was scampering out of the bedroom and I followed him. He was walking toward the toilet and as he lifted the seat I said "No. Shower." He gave me a confused look and opened the door to the shower and stepped in. I was right behind and stood in front of him in the center, grabbing my hard shaft and aimed it toward him. It was really stiff and a fountain of dark yellow morning piss started to shoot out, splashing over his tight abs. "Oh fuck!" he yelled out and his softer cock started to spray his own stream of golden piss. He hit my foot and soon started to aim higher. I saw a wicked grin on his face as his stream started coating my balls. We both marked each other with our urine and when our streams both died down, he reached over and turned the shower on. We both basked in the warm water, but my cock was not getting any softer. I turned him to the wall, raising his hands up on either side of my head and once again pressed against his back. "Oh fuck" he cried out as I pushed my cock between his ass cheeks. "It would be a shame to waste this" I whispered over the rain from the shower head. He was tight once again, but with a little spurt of piss I slipped inside. He whimpered once again, but didn't object to my bare cock inside his unprotected hole. My hips rolled and I plowed deeper into his hole. He let out a painful groan and I realized that my midnight load was now absorbed into his soft hole. I tried to push out a little more piss but that didn't seem to work. A few more strokes, though, and my lube machine was leaking once again inside him. Holding his hands against the wall and my chin on his shoulder, next to his head, my hips did most of the work. Starting slow, I built up speed and then slowed down again. I did this a few more times until my balls signaled that it was time to add another charged load to his hole. My cock started to unload as I was thrusting in, spraying my toxic spunk from just inside his outer ring all the way in until I was balls deep. Twitch after twitch from my cock signaled my balls were emptying all of their infected cream inside him. Just like the first fuck the night before, nothing was really said between us as I fucked and bred him again. I stayed planted in him for a minute after the last spurt and then slowly pulled out. We showered and playfully washed each other off, but I left him dripping my hot seed. After we dried off, I found my gym bag and dug out a clean pair of shorts and a tee. I put my sweats back on and then pulled my long sleeved tee over my head before grabbing my bag. He was standing there naked watching me, not saying a word. When I got to his front door, I said "That was a good workout. Let me know when we can do it again. Maybe Wednesday night?" He looked a little shocked and mumbled out "Uh... yeah. I'll see." The door shut behind me and I hurried back to my condo, getting in with just enough time to throw on a company polo shirt and sign in for the video conference. I'd be good as long as I didn't stand up and show off my sweatpants. About 45 minutes in and I heard my personal laptop chirp. I looked and there was a message from sigmabtm. "Booked Wed 7pm."

I’m a retired sex worker who finished college and now work in the computer field.

Yes. The first time I realized it was when I had a grindr hookup on the way to my place to service my pussy for me. Instead of getting myself together and cleaning up my room ASAP, I excitedly logged into BZ to read new posts on some of the threads I was posting in and following. Then I snapped out of it and got my crap together so I could be ready for my top, but that's when I knew just how horny I feel when I'm on BZ. Also, I would have never given in and done three things that I always wanted but never had the courage to do if it wasn't for this site: Take my very first of many poz loads Hookup with my cousin Pay a top to suck his dick I can say without a doubt that the support I got on BZ pushed me to try those things and I'm really happy I did it.

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way more men have rammed their bare cocks into my sloppy dripping used cumhole when im laying there naked in the bathhouse and just used me to get themselves off

The Workout I laid in bed after the alarm went off and thought about the past few months. My original "one fuck should hold me for a few weeks" lasted one fuck. As the virus got more prevalent in my blood the more I needed to fuck. Most of the guys knew my status and some others seemed to actively avoid the topic so I never pushed it. I could tell by their comments whether they were worried about catching something other than Covid and most weren't. I grabbed my phone and looked at the text messages I had. A couple were from people at work, one from my brother and one from Tim. "Dad got his first confirmed victim since he stopped his meds. He's like a kid at xmas" was his message. "Sweet. How about u?" I replied. While I saw him fuck Dragonboy and his cousin, I didn't know how active he had been since he converted and whether he was spreading my bug. I caught up on emails and news and got out of bed. I decided that I wasn't going to shower for a few days and get a nice scent brewing on my body. I'd only shower if I had a hookup that didn't want some smells to go with it. Work kept me busy most of the day and I looked up and it was after 2pm and I hadn't had lunch yet. Sitting down on the couch I noshed on my sandwich. I felt a pull from my laptop and while I wasn't planning on cruising online, I quickly found myself browsing. I had a few messages from guys which I read through pretty quickly. The three day old faceless profile with a one word description of "horny" didn't even warrant a reply. A couple more were from guys that just didn't appeal to me and I sent off "No thanks" messages. One was from a guy that I'd chatted to for over a year and we never could hookup. The other two I replied to and had just hit send on the second one when my phone buzzed. "thx for hooking my cousin up with the runner. He's done him 2 more times so far" came the message from Dragonboy. A smile came over my face, knowing I had done the right thing forwarding on Allcum4me2's contact info. My job was complete and it was now the cousin's turn to make sure there was at least one more guy in the club. It did surprise me how eager he was and I wondered why. Was it the right guy I picked out or did he just need to go out and infect any guy he could. I also wondered if Dragonboy was really still neg and how many more loads it would take to convert him. I'd long since blown past my "3's the limit" with him and really wanted to make sure he never shot another neg load. Not that it would matter, since he was a total bottom. The browser on the laptop flashed the window, indicating another message had come in. As usual, I took a look at the profile before reading the message. Normally, I'm not interested in guys more than five years older than me and this guy was eleven. And that was if he used his real age. The pics, though, were pretty good. At first I thought they might be 10 or more years old, except that one was of him next to a statue downtown that I knew had been put up a year ago. He (sigmabtm79) looked like a white version of me - the same height, the same build, similar chest hair with a nice trail that led to a fat uncut cock like mine, his head was shaved with a trimmed beard. There were a few differences aside from the shade of our skin. He had a few piercings (a septum ring and both ears) and a couple star tattoos - one on each forearm. Oh, and he was neg and a versatile bottom. "Hi. I like your profile. I think I've seen you at a few places, Steam and working out at Warehouse 32 Fitness" his message read. After thinking about it a few minutes, I really hadn't remembered seeing him at either the bathhouse or gym. "Hey, thanks. I like yours too. Haven't hit either place since lockdown. I miss em" I replied. "Me too. At least my building's gym reopened a month ago" he sent back right away. "I wish. All mine has is a sauna. Used it a few times n got sweaty without the steam ;)" I countered. "Lucky guy(s). You could come over some time and use the gym here and get sweaty" he responded. Grinning, I typed out "I might have to. Running stairs, crunches and push-ups isn't doing it for me. I like having something to look at to keep my mind exercised along with my muscles." "Let me know when. It's always deserted, but there's a 6 person limit and I have to sign up" he replied. I thought about it and realized I would be stupid to not take him up on the offer. At the least I'd get a free gym to workout in and maybe even a new fuckbuddy. I replied "Sure. How about tonight? Any time after 6:30." I didn't get a reply for the next five minutes and I figured I'd lost him. I did another lap around the sites and didn't see anything interesting. I was about to close my laptop and go back to work when I got a message from him. "7PM. 1hr max, sorry" he replied. A few more messages and I knew where to meet sigmabtm. He was waiting for me on the sidewalk as I arrived a few minutes early. He was wearing sweatpants and a zip-up nylon jacket covering up his body, a mask that covered most of his face and a baseball cap. Still, I knew it was him from the size and shape and the lack of anyone else standing around. I followed him inside his building and into the elevator which we took up to the fourth floor. He swiped a badge and we walked into a nicely laid out gym area. It was probably a tenth of the size of my regular gym, but it had most of the amenities. There was a twenty-something woman doing some yoga in the corner and us. Sigmabtm took me into a small locker room and I took off my sweatpants and long sleeve t-shirt and put them into the small gym bag I had brought over. He took off his sweats and jacket, revealing some compression shorts and a low cut tank top that showed a lot of skin and his trimmed fur. He pulled his mask off and smiled back at me. He looked good, maybe even better than the pics I saw on his profile. Once back in the gym area we did a few stretches and then started out slow. Slow didn't seem to last too long and when I watched the woman leave, sigmabtm increased the rate of our workout. First there were some bench presses and then we worked on some obliques. We chatted a bit and I found out he played baseball in college and used to be a personal trainer but gave it up for a boring job at a bank for a bigger and more steady income. A few minutes later, he pulled his tank top off to reveal his nicely muscled body. While he didn't have perfect washboard abs, they were damn close and I hoped my body looked that good in ten years. I took my sleeveless tee off too and he grinned as he walked over to the treadmills. As he passed, he pinched my left nip which helped fill the pouch of my jockstrap. We started to jog on the inclined treadmill and soon settled in to a nice pace. Sigmabtm looked over as we jogged and I could tell he wanted to say something but kept stopping himself from speaking. Finally, he said "So, is it true that the guys that have 'ask me' on their profiles are all poz?" It was hard to keep my stride and I almost tripped before I recovered and looked over at him quickly. "I doubt all are. Some probably never get tested, some like to keep things private and I'm sure some are poz, both undetectable and toxic. Why?" I asked back slightly flustered. "Just asking. Your profile says 'ask me' when it didn't used to... and I heard some comments from guys at the bathhouse who said you're poz" he replied with a sly grin. Obviously he knew something about my status and even some of my history but still wanted to meet, so he must not be bothered by it. "Someone has been checking me out for a while" I replied, getting back to my normal stride. I looked around and we were still the only people in the gym. I even increased the incline a little before adding "I was undetectable, as you saw on my profile. I changed my them when I ran out of meds and the doctor couldn't refill the 'script. I didn't really know what my status was so it seemed the right thing to do." "Poz, either way. Right? Unless you found the cure" he replied with a laugh. We kept jogging for a few more minutes and then he said "You never changed it back, so I assume you aren't back on meds, yet. Or do you just like to make guys guess?" I'd never had this kind of frank discussion of my recent history before. I had told guys it, but that was right before I was about to fuck them. This was like two guys chatting about the football season as they worked out. I wasn't even sure what answer he wanted to hear - undetectable so that we could fuck like rabbits and he wouldn't get infected, or toxic because he wanted to take a charged load. "It took a while to finally get tested and get the new prescription. Some riots and this covid thing kinda slowed things down" I replied. I almost saw a hint of sadness before he asked "Ah, so you're back on meds?" I laughed to myself, finding myself in the exact same situation as before. Did he prefer me to be toxic or undetectable. Or maybe even unknown and waiting for my next test to find out if I still was viral. "I got em, I just haven't started taking them yet" I replied as I slowed my pace back down to a walk and then hopped off the treadmill. He looked over at me and slowed down as well. He seemed unsure how to keep the conversation going. I'd answered the question with the same clinical attitude that the rest of our talk had. sigmabtm got off the treadmill and stood facing me. "I assume that you've been keeping to yourself during this whole time. I mean, with covid and your immune system, it wouldn't be good for you to be... uh... active" he said, staring back at me. "Not as much as I should have. But guys have needs, right? As long as you're careful a few hookups can keep you sane, as far as I'm concerned" I replied, with an sly grin. His eyes got bigger and his jaw dropped a bit. He stared at my near naked body, watching the sweat drip down my face and chest, the bulge in my shorts and my glistening, muscled legs. He looked back at my face and asked "You played safe?" "You've seen my profile. I never do. And I never pull out. Why waste a good load?" I said back to him, calmly. "Shit" he said quietly before looking up at the clock. "Uh we only have a few minutes... They're kind of strict on limiting people to one hour, even if no one is scheduled or waiting. Anything you want to work on before we have to go? " he said, apologetically. I muttered quietly "Your ass" before saying "Let's just finish up with a few presses. I need to build my arms back up. Spot me?" We went over and I added another ten pounds on the barbell and took my place on the bench. sigmabtm stood there in position and I looked at the pronounced bulge in his shorts as I started my reps. I made it to twenty and then set the bar back on the stand. We swapped spots and I was spotting him. I saw him lick his lips as he looked up at my crotch before lifting the bar and starting his reps. "You fucked with other poz guys?" he asked as he paused his lift. I replied "Not really." He seemed distracted as he put the bar back after only 14 pumps. "Uh, we gotta get out of here. I don't want to lose my gym privs and they're really being hard asses" sigmabtm said. We headed back to the locker room and once inside he said "Can't use the showers here, but you can rinse off at my place if you want." "Sure, sounds good" I replied, putting my sleeveless tee and sweatpants back on. I followed him out of the gym and up to his condo. When the door clicked shut, sigmabtm turned and pushed me against the wall and planted his lips on mine. It was an intense, but short, kiss. "God you're a fucking stud" he growled out before leading me inside the condo. Now, it was time for me to take charge. We got into the living room and I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. Slowly, I pushed him to the couch and grabbed his shorts with my free hand and tugged them down. It took a little work, but once past his hips, they rolled down. Another tug and they cleared his muscular thighs and were at his feet. Leaning in close, I wrapped my arm around his waist and found his cock pointing straight out. I whispered into his ear "You know I'm poz, you know I'm toxic, you know I only fuck raw. You want this, don't you?" It only took a second, but he whimpered out "Yes, sir" He moaned as my other hand felt over his firm ass. I sucked on his earlobe, flicking my tongue over the stud before pulling back and letting it pop past my lips. "Are you on prep?" I asked in a whisper, keeping our conversation low. It's not like anyone else was there in the condo to hear and the windows were closed. He slowly shook his head 'no' before adding "I stopped last year."

fuck this sounds good - let's all forget our troubles and fuck fuck fuck

"normal" is the most useless word I can think of to describe human behavior in cases like this. You have choices: 1. Ask him to shower/clean up after sex with others so that your time with him is free of reminders of other men. If you don't, you can 2. Accept that this is how he treats his partners, and cope with it, or 3. Break up with him. Wondering if it's "normal" is a stupid, pointless waste of time. It doesn't matter if that's what 99.99% of other couples do, or if he's the only one. It's what you two do, and what you accept from each other, that matters. Period.

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Two more loads from another fb about a half hour after the other fb i wrote about yesterday left three. It was a surprise. a guy i had hooked up with about a year ago just recently showed up at my door a few weeks ago. He only had a short time and i sucked him off. Before he left, he asked for my phone number. He put it in his phone, then called me, but i didn't label it, so i didn't know it was his. He called me yesterday right when another fb was breeding me, of course i ignored it. Then he called again after the other FB was gone, so i answered and he asked if i wanted hook. i said yeah, and he told me he was waiting on my front porch lol. i opened the front door naked, clenching and holding the other three loads in, and lead him back into my bedroom. i don't think he has a lot of experience, he doesn't really understand what a total bottom is and he pushed me down on the bed and went to sucking me. i have enough sub in me that i let him, but he didn't really connect that i don't connect that way and stayed soft and small... he didn't understand. i flipped and sucked him, which he really liked and i told him about the loads in my pussy and asked if he wanted to fuck. Wow, He ended up fucking me for about an hour and a half and added his own load to what was there... i love how you can tell, even when a guy is a silent cummer, because my hole was suddenly wetter and sloppier. He was one of those guys who stays hard after cumming and just kept going, i was moaning and whimpering uncontrollably, which just seemed to drive him on. He got close to making me cum a couple of times that way, but then would change the thrust and i didn't. He pulled out and asked me to suck the cum off his cock and he wanted to cum down my throat too. That took awhile, but he came hard, holding my head and his cock in my throat. Sweet guy.

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

Question for bottoms: As a top, I am sometimes asked how an ass feels and if I can describe what it feels like when I am sliding in and out. I have explained that it feels like I am fucking silk. It is warm and moist and feels so good. I love when there is a sloppy hole but even when not already loaded it feels so silky good. What does a cock feel like when it is going in and out? When I fuck, I love when I hit a guys prostate. Or when he squeezes my cock with his ass muscles. Can you tell me what it feels like? I know it's good of course but try to describe if you can. Thanks

Personally I like my tops to start telling me they are about to cum in me. It makes me get into it more when I hear them say "I am going to cum in you" and they start really pumping me harder. As of late I would like to hear more of them say they are going to load my ass with their pozzed cum. What do you like?

I'm older, he is younger and said "fuck me daddy" I'd fuck and breed him too! Sounds hot. You did the right thing! hehe

Yes and better than that I get fucked by "clients" and patrons all the time

Don't be like Everett! As others have mentioned, it's been a slow build up but the chem stuff has finally happened. The wine was spiked and I'm sure Ev didn't take a normal "vitamin". If we have a chapter told by the point of view from Jack, we may yet more insight into the real manipulation of Ev. I have a feeling that Ev didn't just loose his ass virginity during this "study session". There are hints that this wasn't the first time that someone has drugged Ev at a party previously. In fact I'm interested to see what will happen to Ev at Phillips party, where he will discover party favours. Also I want to say I've been reading BZ for a while but this is my first post. I really love your stories @Dubconforlife thank you so much for your wonderful work!

Very nice story!

I do need this. Here in the UK everything is still closed. I can’t wait for the day when it all opens again, getting total strangers ram their into me. No questions, just take what’s given. I’m not sure I’ll leave!!

I think bottoming bareback while on PrEP is the perfect balance between safety and the pleasure of taking it raw. Condoms are uncomfortable for the bottom; they create a lot of extra friction. Honestly, feeling a man shoot inside me is the best part of being fucked. I love the moment when I hear his breath catch and everything inside me suddenly goes slick. I would never want to go without that moment; before PrEP I was willing to risk contracting HIV to get it. Now, I don't have to choose. I can have protection and stranger's loads inside me.

About 14 years ago, I always used a condom. But one night, I had a guy talk me out of it. He told me he wanted to fuck me raw and breed me. I was so unsure, but said we could try it. When he unloaded his sperm in me, I knew I’d never use a condom again. I was made for men to use and dump their DNA into. So I’ll never use a condom again.

Well said!

I like it when the top who's raw fucking me asks "can I cum in you?" just so I can tell him "YES!". It's kind of a turn-on for me. Gives me a slutty-like feeling inside letting the top know that he's welcome to go right ahead and drain his balls in me:)

Fuuuuuuuck! I had a great trip there earlier this year. It will be missed and I hope to see it again soon

Was horny and connected with a guy from grdr. We started fucking but neither one was feeling the fuck. Decided to stop and leave. Mutual decision that the vibe wasn't there. Went to the local ABS since I was horny and hadn't gotten off. Got tokens and went to the back room in a booth with a nice GH. Was watching a movie as my cock grew. Saw a finger in the hole and I stuck my cock in. A nice warm mouth took my cock and started sucking. Felt great with his tongue swirling around. My cock was rock hard. I asked him if he liked to get fucked. He turns around and presents his ass against the hole. I play with his hole a bit. It is wet and ready for my cock. I slide inside and start fucking his hole. I was really horny and started to pound that ass from the other side of the GH. He pushed back and I pushed in deeper..I could tell I wasn't gonna last long and shoved deeper. He pushed back waiting for my load. I shot a big load deep inside his ass and had to hold back moans of pleasure. He squeezed my cock and worked every drop out. Turned around and sucked me clean. I love ATM. I zipped up and left. Was still horny and saw a fuck bud online. Told him what I had just done. He said he was horny and if I wanted to pound his hole he would be glad to get my dick up there. I went over to his place and we got undressed. He put on some porn and sucked my cock. He said my cock tasted great with cum and ass on it. He got me so hard. I sucked his cock too. Fingered his ass and turned him around. I slipped my cock deep inside his hole. We fucked and fucked. I pounded his hole and shot a hot load up deep inside.. My bud turned around and sucked my cock again. It made me hard again..We fucked more and I ended up shooting 2 more loads deep inside his ass..We sucked and kissed and it felt so damn good. I left with a satisfied cock and smile on my face. We will hook up again soon as his ass felt so amazing and he loved my cock deep inside. He thanked me for the 3 loads I put deep inside his ass! Love when I can get ass when I'm horned up. I made arrangements to breed a couple buds on Thursday. So addicted to breeding ass.

Been spending a few weeks with a group of guys that live on 100 acres of woods. Been playing cum dump and bitch for them. I've taken all over 100 loads. My bussy is wrecked. I'm brused, exhausted, and high off the seed flowing through me. Can't wait for my next visit.

Part Ten His cock was bobbing as I worked around the shaft, stroking him as I went. He was thrashing back and forth in pleasure as he moaned for me to keep going. I got him pretty close and then moved to this thighs, nibbling the inside of them while his cock calmed down. I couldn't have him shooting yet, cause when he came he was going to come down off his fuck high and get freaked out about being with a guy. I needed to keep him just this side of delirious without blowing his load. I raised his legs up and started working on his balls. Unlike Sammy they weren't shaved and his pubes were kinda wild. That told me he was indeed a virgin cause any guy these days would do a at least a little mascaping if someone was gonna see your shit. Once I stated licking his moans became louder and I knew I was the first tongue to ever touch him down here. My tongue trailed all over his ballsack, making him blubber in response. I needed to get to his ass but from this position it was going to be a challenge. I stopped, grabbed a pillow and nearly folded him in half, as I placed the pillow under the top of his ass. Once I let his go his ass was propped upright, giving me access to that little soccer ass, no waiting. I went back to his balls and then moved down to below him. I don't know if you've ever had that space between your balls and ass worked on but let me assure you, it is a first class ticket to your complete pleasure, no waiting. Once I started he yelped in surprise which was replaced with moans and pleads for me to stop, do it harder, faster...Eli didn't know what he was saying any more, he was just feeling things he had never dreamt of before. Once I had him reeling I moved lower, pulling his hairy cheeks apart, looking for the treasured land. He may have been into this but he was still under the impression he was a straight male with some semblance of control over what was happening so when I began to lap around his hole he freaked. “Wha...no...not there....” he exclaimed as his ass tightened up. I could hear him struggling with the belt but I knew that was a waste of time. I kept knocking at his door but his ass remained closed, he was not going to go gently into that good night. Which meant plan B. I sat up and he had terror in his eyes as he realized he couldn't get free and I was in control. It's an important time in breaking someone, this is where they would scream, running into the night, or they would accept their fate and enjoy it. It was all how you played it. I got up and opened my dresser drawer and pulled out a small brown bottle. Getting back onto the bed I opened it and brought it up to his nose, “Inhale.” “What's that!” he asked, real panic in his voice. He started breathing through his mouth which meant he was going to fight me. Had to admit, I liked it better that way. With my other hand I grabbed his throat and pressed in. He gagged for a moment as he struggled. “That's it, tire yourself out,” I said patiently. He thrashed a few times and then I saw his eyes start to lose focus. I let go, closed his mouth and put the bottle up to his nose, “Inhale.” He did, dazed and slightly unaware of what was happening. I put it up to his other nostril and ordered him to do it again. With two huge doses I out the poppers down and went to work between his legs again. This time when my tongue probed his virgin ass he moaned and I felt his tiny rosebud open and close in response. I shoved my tongue into him and he whimpered as he found himself impaled on my face, his body sending him feelings he had never felt before. I ravaged his hole, getting as deep as I could while he was zoned out on the poppers. It was important I had his ass adjusted to my tongue before he came to and started to fight me again. Both of my hands spread his meaty thighs apart as I dove my tongue into him over and over again. His head moved side to side as he called out in passion, the poppers not making him care what was happening to him. Once he was good and moist I moved back to his head and slipped a finger into him, slowly but forcefully. “Ung....” he cried out at the violation. I grabbed the bottle and held it to his nose again, “Inhale.” This time he didn't fight me, he just took a deep breath from one side and then the other. I out the bottle down and began to finger fuck him in earnest. At first he babbled, I hear no...not this....please....and some other crap, until I was able to press far enough in to find what I was looking for. My finger moved over his prostate and his whole body jumped as if shocked. “Yeah...there it is...”I whispered in his ear as I began to just smash his joybutton again and again. It was like having a puppet, I moved my finger and he jerked all over, his cock burping precum with every contact. I slipped a second one in and he protested again, another round of poppers later and his head fell back as he let out a thirsty, “Yeess.....” as I went to town. He was trying to push back as I nearly slipped my fingers out and then slammed them home. He was completely into it, when I pressed a third finger to his hole I said, “Relax...here comes more.” This time when the three of them forced their way in he let out a low groan, but he did indeed relax his ass instead of complaining. Now I was just pounding him, spreading his walls as much as I could while still assaulting his prostate to keep him in check. Once there was almost no resistance from his ass I began to move into the last phase. “You like that don't you?” I asked, making sure I accented every word with a thrust. He nodded, sweat flying everywhere. “You know why?” I asked. He didn't answer, he just kept pushing back onto my hand. “Who know why you like this Eli?” I slipped my hand off and he let out an audible moan of disappointment. “It's cause what you were made for,” I said moving between his legs. “What?” he asked, breathlessly. “It's why god gave you brothers such big dicks and you got this tiny little thing,” I said griping his cock. It was anything but little, but it was his delusion I was playing into so fuck it. “Nooo....” he whined. “It is a tiny little dick, you know that Eli, come on, admit it.” I kept stroking him and his he kept trying to deny it. “Come on Eli....admit it to me...” He let out a huge breath and said, “I have a tiny dick...I do....” “You know why?” He looked at me with huge eyes. “Because he gave you something better,” I said slipping my fingers into him slowly, “He gave you this perfect jock pussy,” I hit his prostate and his back arched as I just attacked it mercilessly, “Feel that Eli? That's your pussy, you feel that?” He shook his head but I just kept hitting him over and over again. “What is it Eli? Tell me what this is...” He finally burst out with a savage, “MY PUSSY! IT'S MY JOCK PUSSY!” I slipped my fingers out and he fell back to the bed, his entire frame coated with sweat. “See, not so hard to admit is it?” I reached over and grabbed the bottle and a small tube of lube. He was just breathing heavy, his cock swollen and aching, dying for release. “Can I cum please?” he asked in a pathetic voice. “Oh you're going to cum...” I said coating my cock with lube, “But I haven't told you, you know why god gave you this pussy?” “Why sir?” I tossed the packet off the bed and moved the bottle up to his head, “Inhale.” This time he leaned in to do it, no resistance, no fighting, in fact he looked eager.” He fell back onto the pillow and I put the poppers down. “He gave you this pussy so you could make yourself useful,” I lined my cock up to his hole, “See....you're here to make big dicks feel good.” I pushed into him and he just groaned, too deep into his popper high to protest. “This pussy is for big cocks Eli, you're meant for big cocks.” I thrust into him fully and he let out a low moan as I bottomed out in him, letting his tight, little jock ass get used to my dick. “This is what you wanted Eli,” I said not moving, feeling the walls of his ass contract around my ass, trying to struggle with my thickness, “You look at those big cocks and you want them, you want to worship them...you want them in you don't you?” I slowly stated to slide out and then reversed and slammed him again. He let out a grunt as my hips slammed him. Another slow pull out and an ever harder slam. This time the sound was high pitched and longer. “Come on Eli, you like that? You like servicing that big cock?” I slammed him a few more times and each time he struggled to catch his breath. I picked up my pace and he called out a strained, “Wait...stop.” I paused and he looked up at me, lust filling his expression. We stared at each other for a long second, I was wondering if had snapped out of it, if this was where he fought me. Instead he looked at me and said, “I need another hit.” With my cock still in him I leaned forward and grabbed the belt, unlocking it as his hands fell to the bed. “It's right there,” I said gesturing to the desk. He reached over and took the bottle and took two hits all by himself. He put it down before he groaned and fell back to the pillow. “Ready?” He nodded and I began to fuck him for real. And he let out a loud, “Fuck yeah...” as I raised his hips and began to pile drive him as hard as I could. “Yeah feel that cock Eli? Feel that big cock in your pussy? You like that? You like that cock?” “Fuck me....” he intoned, “Fuck my pussy.” He reached towards his cock and I slapped his hand away, “Do not touch that!” His hands went to his side as I fucked him faster, his hands were clenched, two handfuls of my sheets in them as he held on for dear life. “You feel that cock? Come on Eli...you like that cock?” “Feel so good...”he admitted, his voice distant and dreamy, “Such a big cock...” “This is what you always wanted Eli, you wanted a big cock, needed it.” He nodded as I grabbed his legs and spread them. “You need that big cock Eli?” With his legs spread like a bitch I began to destroy his ass and he just cried out. “I need it...please sir...give me that big cock.” “Always wanted a big cock didn't you? You'd watch Sammy, watch his big cock, wondering what it would feel to have one, to touch one...to have on in you...” I put his ankles on my shoulders as I leaned in, pressing even further into him, “Right Eli? That's what you dreamed of? Dreamed of big cocks?” “Yes...yes....wanted them....so much...” He was pushing back into me hard and there was no doubt his hesitation was gone. He was completely into this, there was no turning back for him. I paused and slipped my hands around his back, “You know what I really think you wanted?” Our faces were almost touching, “What?” I pulled him up until he was straddling me, my cock wedged in his ass. He groaned from the new position, I was hitting all new parts of his manpuusy now and he was feeling it. “Know what you wanted all along?” I asked, pulling him up off my cock a few inches. “What sir?” I grinned and said, “I think you wanted to feel Sammy's cock this whole time.” And I let his waist go, and watched him slide down my cock, the image of Sammy fucking him in his mind. “Nnnnoooooo....” he protested as he bottomed out on my cock. I pulled him up again “Yeah you did, you always worshiped your brothers, you always wanted to service them, make them feel good...you wanted to feel Sammy's huge cock didn't you?” I let him go again and he slid down my entire length, groaning the whole time. “Come on Eli, admit it,” I said pulling him up again, “How bad do you want your little brother to fuck you?” This time when I let him go I thrust up, making him yelp in shock. “Imagine his huge cock, feel how good this feels,” I said bouncing him up and down a few times for good measure, “How good would his cock feel?” This time he closed his eyes and let out a moan that told me he was not only feeling it, but was ashamed as fuck for feeling it. “That's what you need Eli, big cocks, lots of big cocks up your pussy. Right? You want Sammy's cock up your pussy, don't you? Don't you? Come one Eli...you want that don't you?' He was now riding me willingly, him pushing down as I thrust into him. He was lost, he was completely in the fuck zone, there was nothing else that counted right now than this sex. If his dad walked into the room right now he wouldn't stop, He wanted this, need it on a primal level. “Come Eli...say it....” “I want big cocks...” he said panting. “What big cocks?” “Big cocks...big cocks for my pussy...” “Whose cock do you want in your pussy Eli?” I reached down and grabbed his cock. “Tell me whose cock you want to cum Eli...you want to cum? Tell me...” He grabbed my shoulders and impaled himself on my thick cock willingly, “Sammy, I want Sammy's big horse cock in me...I want Sammy..Sammy....Sammmy....” His cock exploded in my hand, covering both of our chests with what felt like gallons of cum. He had no ability for speech any more, he was just speaking tongues as his ass clenched again and again on my cock. “Gonna breed your pussy...” I said feeling myself lose control. “You wanna have my babies Eli? You want me to breed you?” He nodded, “Cum in my pussy...please...cum in my pussy....” I grunted as I shot load after load into another Parker brother. His twitched as the last of his orgasm hit him and then fell forward into me. I laid him back onto my bed and slipped my cock out of him. He was so sexy now. An hour ago he was a straight, virgin soccer jock with a girlfriend and promise ring. Now he was a cum covered slut who had just begged me to fuck him while fantasizing about his little brother fucking him. I could see my cum draining out of his wrecked hole and knew, this was a job well done. “Holy fuck...” Sammy said stumbling out of the closet. I turned and looked at him, “Shhh...don't wake him up. I'm pretty sure he's sober now.” Sammy made a face and I pointed for the door. We both sneaked out as quietly as possible. Once at the stairs he looked at me with bright eyes, “Dude, that was amazing! I was so...” I could tell, the front of his shirt was stained with cum. Leaning in I kissed him, “So you liked me fucking your brother?” “Fuck yeah!” “You wanna fuck him next?” A look of pure lust passed over his face, “Fuck yeah!” I just smiled, I had created a monster.

Chapter Three My next period was a blur, all I could think about was what I had just done. Twice. With Jack it was one thing, I mean we've been best friends since forever and we've jerked off the moment we knew we could cum. Him jerking me off and taking my load...it just seemed like the next step I guess. What the step after that was, that was troubling. But Mr. Blackthorn, what the fuck man? It was like he knew every button to push with me. Rubbing my cock, getting me all hard. It was like he knew once I started getting horny my mind got fuzzy and I just went with whatever felt good. Everything he did felt fucking good. But I wasn't gay, no way man. I had a girlfriend, who I fuck regularly, she likes it. But Blackthorn made me fucking shoot like I hadn't jerked off in a month. Plenty of girls have felt me up at away games, all through high school chicks wanted to suck my dick and I let them. But why did his finger feel so...right? The bell rang and I rushed off to the lunchroom. I needed...well I needed a lot but food would help. I tossed like three of whatever they were serving on my plate and found a table with the rest of the guys in the corner. They were going on about whatever and laughing it up like they didn't have a care in the world. When I sat down I tried to be like them. “What's up Mighty Joe?” one of the guys asked. Another nickname based on my dick. “Chillin, you guys?” “We're just making plans for the after game party this weekend. Phillips's parents are gonna be gone and we were thinking of some party favors.” “Oh cool, like balloons?” I asked. They all laughed their ass off. “Yeah like balloons, you coming right Palmer?” Jack sat down next to me, “MY man here miss a party? Never!” The guys cheered again and went back to talking. “I was looking everywhere for you since when do you come straight to lunch?” I shrugged, “I was hungry.” He stared at me for a long second, “What did you get up to?” “What?” I asked looking up quickly. A smile came across his face, “What did you get into in two fucking periods? You jerk off in class?” “No! I said trying to sound offended, though that was exactly what I was doing before Blackthorn stopped me He narrowed his eyes in suspicion and I was about to break when a pair of arms draped around my shoulders, “Hey sweetie!:” Cheryl kissed my cheek and I suddenly felt super guilty. “Hey babe,” I said giving her a quick peck. “Coming over after practice again?” she asked with a wink. “I can't!” I said suddenly, “I have tutoring after practice this week.” “You do?” she asked. “You do?” Jack asked as well. “Yeah, Mr. Blackthorn says I am failing and is willing to give me private lessons to catch up.” “You're going over to Blackthorn's house after practice?” Jack asked. I nodded and looked at Cheryl, “Sorry, I have no idea how late it will be the I have to be up early for class...” She gave me a fake pout but I could see the disappointment in her eyes, “You better make it up to me,” she leaned in and gave my dick a squeeze through my jeans. I was surprised my dick did not respond. “I promise,” I said kissing her back. She bopped off and left me with a questioning Jack. “So really?” he asked. I went back to my food. “What did you and Blackthorn talk about?” “School stuff,” I mumbled. “Uh-huh,” he said leaning in close, “Did you guys...you know?” I nodded once. “Holy shit!” Jack said loudly, drawing the attention of everyone at the table. “He was telling me about the shit he does with his girl,” Jack explained and the guys nodded and went back to their conversations. “What did you do?” he asked in a whisper. I shook my head, letting him know I didn't want to talk about it. “You have to tell me Ev,” he pleaded. I looked around and then at him, “Same thing we did...like almost the same thing except it was all him.” He processed all this, “So he jerked you off and then....like...swallowed?” “The whole thing,” I said, not hungry anymore. “Dude...and you're going over there tonight?” “To study!”I insisted. “I'm behind in the class too, I should come as well.” I gave Jack a panicked look. “What? And to be there as moral support man. I'm your bro, you know that.” That was true, if Jack came with me it would be less likely that I would get all fucking horny again and...well let all of that happen again. “Ok, but you can't tell anyone!” Jack smiled, “Dude, I always keep your secrets. He was right, he always had. After classes, I got into the locker room began to put my uniform off when I realized I still didn't have my jock. “Shit,” I said to myself. “What's up, man?” Jack asked, getting dressed next to me. “I still don't have my jock, I lost it last night.” He reached into his locker and pulled a spare one out, “I am going to get that back.” he said. Sure,” I assured him, slipping my jeans off. “I get to choose how I get it back,” he said and I just nodded, “Promise me.” I glanced over at him, “Whatever you say, dude.” Pushing my dick down I made sure everything was held and started slipping my uniform on. Jack seemed overly amused for some reason. We got out onto the field and it was pretty clear from the start I was not up to snuff. I hadn't gotten enough rest last night and I was kinda sore from the double workout. I tried to keep up as much as I could but the third rounds of sprints I had to pause because I was getting a stitch in my side. “Palmer!” Coach Moore yelled, “Get off my field, Billy, see if he's hurt.” I cursed as I walked off the field, Billy waiting for me at the locker room door, “Anything hurt?” he asked. I shook my head as I walked into the locker room. “Come into my office,” he said, opening the door to the massage room. “I'm fine,” I said, “I just needed to catch my breath.” “You were holding your side, strip and get on the table.” “Coach” I whined. “Strip! Now!” he barked. I shut up and started shedding my clothes. The table was closed as I laid down on it in only Jack's jock. Billy closed the door and I heard it lock loudly. “” Ok, let's get down to business,” he said grabbing some oil and rubbing his hands together to warm it up. His hand touched my back and started to knead the knots out of my back. “Oh yeah...” I sighed as he began to work. We were silent for a few minutes, I felt myself dozing off I was so relaxed. “So do I want to ask why you're wearing Jack's underwear?” “Lost my jock,” I murmured, just on the edge of falling asleep. “It's a little tight,” he said slipping his hands under the back straps. “His dick is smaller...” the words just fell out of my mouth. He chuckled, “I bet that's true for a lot of people.” His hands went down to my legs and I began to doze off again. “How are your glutes?” he asked, waking me up. “Sore from running but ok,” I answered truthfully. He moved up to my ass and I felt his fingers start to kneed the sore muscles. Like I normally do, I started getting hard, which was painful in Jack's jock. “Shit!” I yelped jerking up. My dick was practically bent in half in the pouch and I reached in and freed it. It slapped up to my abs and I felt my face redden, “Sorry, it was stuck.” Willia smiled and nodded, “No problem, lay back down.” My dick was pressed between the table and my flesh and he went back to my ass. As he worked on it what happened with Blackthorn came up and I was curious. “Can I ask you something?” I asked. “Always man.” “So...why does playing with your ass turn you on?” “My ass?” “Nonono, I meant in general. Why does someone playing with your ass turn people on so much?” “Ah, did your girlfriend slip a finger somewhere?” I wasn't going to tell him it wasn't Cheryl but I nodded nonetheless. “Ok, well the long answer is the buttocks is a serious erogenous zone and super sensitive because people usually don't think about it.” “Um, the short answer?” I asked, not sure what he had just said. “There's something in there that is like a sex button.” I glanced over at him, “You're joking.” He shook his head, “Nope, not even a little.” I said nothing for a long time, just thinking about it. “You know in physicals when they test your prostate?” “Um, my what?” “When they put a finger up your butt.” “Oh yeah, that.” “Well, what they are checking is it.” Why do they check it then?” “Because it swells or is abnormal it could mean serious medical conditions. When was the last time yours was checked?” This morning? I didn't say that. “Um, I dunno.” “Ok, well let's show you what I mean and check you at the same time.” I was anxious but my stomach was in knots, like when I first kiss a girl. “Turn over,” he said. “But you're checking my butt,” I said, turning over. My dick pointing skyward. “Trust me, I know what I'm doing,” he said grabbing the lotion again, “Bend one leg and keep it up.” I bend my knee and his hand went between my legs. The cold lotion made me flinch but he put a hand on my chest to hold me in place, “Shhh...stay still and relax.” His finger traced around my hole like it was mapping it my touch. It was weird but nothing that felt like a sex button. “Ok, here we go,” he said, pushing a finger into me. My ass left the table and if he hadn't been holding me down I would have fallen off. “Stop!” he commanded, his voice making me freeze, “Relax.” His finger pushed in again, this time I forced myself to stay still. “Relax!” he said again. “I'm trying!” “Push out...” He saw my confusion. “Like you're taking a shit, push out.” Oh, ok. I relaxed and his finger went into the first knuckle. “Whaaa....” I gasped as my dick twitched all on its own. “Is that it?” He laughed, “We aren't even close, now relax again.” I focused and his finger went deeper, there was a small amount of discomfort but it was also super exciting, which made me ignore it. “Spread your legs,” he said and I bent both knees and widened them. His finger went even deeper and it was starting to feel...weird. Not good, just weird. “I don't think...” I began to say and then something exploded inside of my ass. “Holy fuck!” I roared as I clamped down on his finger. “Relax, relax,” he said in a soothing voice, “We're getting close.” “W-what was...” “Relax,” he snapped and I felt my ass go loose. His finger pushed in again and I could feel something just go nuts inside of me. My dick started leaking like crazy and I felt my ass push down. “I can't find it...” he said, moving his finger around, causing fireworks to go off in me. My eyes rolled back as my dick just jerked with every thrust, pre-cum fell all over my abs as he kept looking. “Ok hold on...” he pulled his finger out and I felt so empty. My ass had tried to follow his finger and my dick was ready to blow. “What, what happened?” “Can't find it, going to have to try to,” he said holding up two fingers and putting oil on them, “Relax and push out.” Two fingers kind of burned, I don't remember any doctor using two fingers to do this but I didn't care because as he hooked his fingers in me it touched whatever it was and I moaned out loud. “Ok, I think it's around here...” He began thrusting his fingers harder and my entire body reacted. Whatever he was hitting was like nothing I had before, every time he pushed in it was like fucking sex in that second. He did it a couple more times and then he pulled out, leaving me panting. “Dude, I'm worried. I can't find it and I should have by now.” My abs were slick with cock snot and my hole was still twitching, “What you mean?” “You might have a problem man, it might be too small.” That worried the fuck out of me, “What's that mean?” “I dunno yet, here...” He pulled me to the edge of the table, my long legs hanging down. “Ok, when I say so grab your knees and hold them apart, and I am going to try on more time. I might have to call a doctor in.” “Whatever it is, find it!” I pleaded. “Ok, grab em.” I grabbed my legs and pulled them back, leaving my ass cheeks open. “Ok, relax and push, ready?” I nodded. This time I could tell it was three fingers, it hurt as he pushed in and I grunted as he made his way deeper and deeper. “Shit coach!” I said as the pain increased. “Hang in there Everett...hold on.” He finally hit bottom or whatever and stopped. My ass spasmed around his fingers is it tried to adjust to the invader. “Take a breath, let me know when you want more.” I took a few breathes and then nodded, “Do it.” He pushed in and hit that thing again. Instantly the pain was forgotten as I threw my head back and whimpered. “Wait, I think that's it,” he said. He thrust again and again and each time my dick twitched harder and harder, dangerously close to cumming. “Come on Everett, hang on...” His fingers jammed again and again...and I was crying out in fucking ecstasy. “Push back, push back hard.” I began to slam my ass down on his hand, stars flashing in front of my eyes as the pleasure multiplied. Again and again, I pulled myself up and then shoved my ass down on the digits. “Yeah, that's it...harder.” “Oh yeah,” I said panting, “How close coach?” “Almost, just on the edge.” “Harder...” I said more to myself than to him. “Harder...” I was really going to town on his hand, I could feel the base of it touching the edge of my hole as I forced those fingers deeper and deeper inside me. “That's it Everett, you're almost there..” I was lost in sex. I didn't care what I was doing, who I was doing it with, all I knew was the sensations coming from my ass and the want, the need for more. “Fuck me, fuck me...” I began to chant, not even sure what I was saying. “Yeah, fuck yourself Everett, fuck yourself harder.” I was lost and just pushed again and again and again... And my cock erupted. Cum went flying over my head twice, my forehead, my cheek and a big ol glob on my mouth. I was so lost in the moment my tongue came out and just licked it away. I could feel warm splashes all over my chest and abs, and all from never having touched my dick. As I got my breath back I realized I was still rocking back on his hand, trying to milk the last moments of my orgasm from him. Slowly he pulled his fingers out, making me wince. When he was free, I felt so empty, so...I don't know. Like I wanted more “Ok, yeah, you definitely have an underdeveloped prostate, but I don't think we need to worry.” I wiped the sweat and cum from my forehead, “Why?” “Well it responded to what we were doing, so I think if we set up a regiment of training it, you know like any muscle, we can get it back to where it should.” “More? Like this again?” He smiled, “Unless you want to go to a doctor, there is a shot they can...” “No, sir! We can do this, that's fine. He nodded and went over to wash his hands, “Thursday after practice, just say you want a massage, that way the guys don't have to know what's wrong with you.” “Thank you, coach! You're amazing!” “Don't thank me yet, we have to work that muscle and beef it up. Just like in the gym. We start small,” he held up his fingers, “But if we want results, we need something bigger.” I just nodded and agreed, anything to get me better. “Ok you're good,” he tossed me a towel, “Wipe yourself off and take a shower man.” “Thanks so much, coach!” He nodded, “Thank you Everett.” I swear man, we have the best people working here.

Part 6 Hunter knew he had Chris now that the top so willingly submitted to the older mans large cock. Chris got on his back after he pulled out of Tyler and lifted his legs for Hunter to push back into him. The boys were so high that Hunter didn't need to suggest anything. They would do whatever he asked. Tyler was still on his back and could feel cum leaking out of him and onto the bed. Hunter loved the sight of that small stream of cum seeping out of a just used virgin hole. He motioned for Tyler to get up on his knees. "Why don't you feed that hot cock to Chris while I fuck him? It deserves to feel the warmth of a hole too doesnt it?" The two boys looked at each other and only then realized that in all the times they had hooked up they still hadn't sucked each other. Tyler grabbed his cock and shifted his body to line it up to Chris' mouth. Chris had always pictured himself as a total top and here he was about to take a cock in his mouth at the same time that he would be getting fucked. He licked the tip of Tylers cock tasting the precum leaking out of the slit. There wasnt anything especially tasty or repulsive about the precum but feeling it on his tongue made him horny for more. He began to lap up more at the tip and then sucked in the head and then even more. Tyler almost fell forward from the shock of how good Chris' mouth felt, a new sensation that he couldnt have imagined. Watching this only turned Hunter on more. Had he known this was the first time they were sucking it might have taken him past the edge. But he had plenty motivation to penetrate Chris again. He pushed his rock hard cock into Chris and heard him moan on Tylers cock. Unlike the first time, Hunter didnt pause until his balls were against Chris' hole. There was no indication of pain or discomfort this time in Chris' response. This kid was a born bottom and Hunter was opening him up to that reality now. Tyler was kneeling at a perfect angle to see Hunters cock fucking in and out of Chris. It was the hottest thing he had seen in his life. Chris was fully hard, his big cock flopping around with precum dripping down onto his stomach. Suddenly, Tyler felt the desire to taste that cock and the precum leaking out. Hunter knew the look on Tylers face. He had seen it on plenty of boys before. "Straddle Chris' face so he can still suck on you. Then bend down and start sucking on him." Tyler understood immediately and pulled his leg over Chris' head and adjusted so he could keep his cock in the mouth that was now taking him deep. Hunter slowed his fucking down so Tyler could grab Chris' cock. Tyler bent down first looking at the thick cock that was partly inside Chris then wrapped his mouth on the warm hard cock in his hand. He didnt tentatively lick the tip first the way Chris did his. He tried to take the cock as far as he could gagging almost immediately but then building to a rhythm that made Chris moan even louder onto Tylers cock. The vibrations of Chris' moan provoked a moan from Tyler. "You boys are so fucking hot. Fuck." Hunter had seen all this go down before but something about the way these boys turned so quickly made it almost like he was seeing this for the first time. Tyler came up for air and looked up at Hunter. "Its so hot seeing your cock going in and out of Chris." Something in their eye contact in that moment made words unnecessary. Tyler just pulled himself up and Hunter used his right hand to pull Tylers head closer to him. The two started a passionate kiss. This was the first person Tyler kissed other than Chris and Hunter knew this. This boy knows how to kiss, Hunter thought. Because of the angle, Tylers cock got pulled out of Chris's mouth. Instead the angle put Tylers newly fucked hole spread the slightest bit right where his cock used to be. Just like the cock that was in his face, Chris took a tentative lick but then began to devour the hole. Tyler moaned loud and deep into Hunters mouth. Hunter pulled away to get a view of what was happening. "Oh my god that feels so good. I think I might....I....I..." Hunter couldnt see exactly what Chris was doing but he could see enough to know and it turned him on knowing that this boy was probably eating his own cum out of Tylers hole. Tyler sat fully up to give Chris deep access to his hole and grabbed his own cock as he moaned and mumbled incoherently clearly about to cum. This was too hot for Hunter and he could feel his poz cum building to his climax. "Boys Im about to cum. Fuck. Take my cum boy. Im about to flood those guts." Those last words that Tyler had never heard before were enough to put him over the edge. The thought of this stranger shooting his cum into Chris and the feeling of Chris' tongue probing deep into his hole had Tyler shooting his own ropes of cum everywhere, all over the bed, on Chris' stomach and raised legs and even Hunters chest. Chris could feel Tylers hole contracting on his tongue. Hunter shook uncontrollably as his own cum shot into Chris like a fire hose. It didnt feel like it was going to stop and he did his best to keep that cock deep in the boy for it all. When they finally untangled themselves and after Hunter slowly pulled his cock out of Chris they lay in different positions spread across the bed exhausted and spent. In the clarity of mind that had always come after shooting their loads the boys went from intense pleasure to something else. Something more worrisome. Something like guilt. Neither boy looked at each other or at Hunter. It would be too much right now while feeling this way that didnt yet have words, especially since they were both still pretty high. But Tyler and Chris knew it was time that they left. They could deal with the rest later.

Got drunk and went to a gangbang party a sexy tranny hosted dropped 2 loads on her face and 3 in her ass in total she had 6 dicks and 33 loads by the end, slippery when wet

From my first cock at an early age (my dads) to the first time I fucked my own sons... never a condom. I taught my kids to breed freely and never use a condom.....if any of the kids friends want to fuck it must be raw.

I would love to see those darkweb pornos of yours. You have no idea how much I want to stick my cock in your nasty fucking whore holes. I've had a powerful lust for shemales since 5th grade; fucking such a diseased whore with a shecock would be a dream come true.

Didn't take me long to go full bareback, giving and especially receiving. Over 20 years now, nothing but raw cock and hot loads.

Part 19 - Chocolate, Milk & Perfect Sundays Tonight Simon was in luck, Dexter was a popper sniffing bottom who got pretty high and lost all morals when it came to sex. Simon licked and rimmed his arse teasing the hell out of him, his deep voiced moans and arse pushing back to get the tongue deeper in his hole turned Simon on even more. No doubt he thought this was going to be probably the easiest and sleaziest hard core fucker he had since Jack. Urging Dexter on to take deep hits of poppers and when maximum effect was taking place Simon slipped his finger in the hole 'Yeah man' Dexter growled 'finger my fucking hole good' he said. Desperately Simon wanted to giggle, the young slim hairless body except for his pubes, the very attractive angelic face then this deep voice that was so out of normality. Dexter knelt up grinding his arse against Simon's already heaving cock 'Come on rough me up' he said grabbing Simon's head angrily kissing him. Simon tweaked his nipples hard then slapped his balls which drove Dexter on even more. Simon jumped off the bed and went over to the chest opening the lid he pulled out the leather bishop head harness and climbed back on the bed. Dexter's eyes opened wide nodding 'Fuck yes' he cried slobbering Simon with a kiss 'abuse me' he pleaded. Simon fetched the leather wrist restraints and placed them around the wrists of the eagerly waiting Dexter whose cock leaked pre-cum in excitement. The head harness was put in place and strapped securely, the mouth gag and blindfolds secured. Simon pushed Dexter on to his knees and pulled the chain from behind the headboard and clamped it on the head harness then repeated the same with the wrist restraints. Simon gave him a deep hit of poppers and slowly jerked Dexter's cock from behind. He could feel the body quiver and the muffled cry as his hand filled with the cum being expelled by Dexter's cock. Simon retrieved a metallic cock cage and after a few minutes he managed to tame Dexter's erect cock putting him in chastity. Dexter muffled cries of happiness at his forced chastity his arse wriggling an eagerness. Simon grabbed his hips and pushed in hard and deep. the chain connecting the head harness clanked with his nodding, arse pushing and grinding back. The tightness of his hole wrenching tight around Simon's cock driving him on to deliver hard thrusts. The harder he pounded the more Dexter pushed his arse back to meet each one that was brutally delivered. Simon rolled his head back in sheer pleasure, his cock wrecking the arse gripping on to it, feeling the passage getting slicker with his pre-cum now inside Dexter, the toxicity of his pre-cum was enough to start infecting his victim. Pushing balls deep and holding Dexter firmly in place he needed to release his load and moved his fucking in to breeding mode. Deep rapid jabs and thrusts ensued and his balls quickly tingled with anticipation, giving Dexter another hit of poppers he placed one hand on Dexter's shoulder preventing him from moving forward. Quickening the pace of his fucking he felt the intensity in his balls increase followed by the sheer pleasure in his body releasing his potent seed infecting another guy, he groaned pushing forward harder and deeper inside Dexter's arse, moaning at the relief and feel of his pulsating shaft. Ribbons of toxic seed firing from the piss slit flooding Dexter's battered and torn arse. Dexter pushed back his arse swearing he could feel a weird stinging sensation deep in his body, the viral loaded semen finding the tiniest tears in his anal lining. The last pulse delivering the final few drops and Simon slowly moved his cock in and out churning his seed ensuring it was rubbed deep and massaged against any tear. Simon extracted his cock followed by a splodge of deep pink seed he smiled in satisfaction and instantly got hard again. He went back over to the chest and retrieved the ankle restraints completely immobilising Dexter and chained to the bed. The was no resistance of protest only his arse wriggling again begging to be fucked. After torturing Dexter for nearly half an hour with a feather Simon sank his cock back in to the warm inviting arse and proceeded to give Dexter three more loads over the next few hours. Conrad sat up in bed and Harry reached over "You okay?" he asked stroking his arm. "Yeah, well sort of" Conrad said looking down at Harry concerned. "I nearly went back to him". Harry stopped stroking his arm. "I kissed him Harry but then realised" Conrad said with remorse. "What?" Harry asked, "What did you realise?" he sat up. "It is not love I have but hatred" Conrad replied. "It is you I love". Harry smiled "I know" he replied softly kissing him, "and I love you". Conrad smiled "I need a hot drink I can't sleep, you want anything?" he asked. "No thanks" Harry replied, "You go I need sleep" he said laying back down. Conrad got up and put on the the dressing gown that once belonged to Jack, despite the moans from Simon telling him to get it washed he couldn't bring himself to do it just yet. He walked down to the kitchen and made himself some hot chocolate then sat at the breakfast bar, trying not to think about Joshua. It was all to fresh in his memory with the only saving grace was he could see no good in the thoughts. Charlie turned over wide awake after managing a few hours sleep, woken from a dream where Joshua had him tied up against the dining room table rubbing his cock until he orgasmed. The kiss then the spit in his mouth acting like a toxin paralysing the muscles in his mouth unable to close it, his eyes looking at Joshua who opened his mouth. The tongue unfurling darting from his mouth towards Charlie's, he struggled unable to close his mouth. Joshua's tongue grew thick and sank in to his throat expanding his neck out as the oesophagus stretched forced open to take the life sucking tongue deep in to his stomach. His bodily fluids being sucked up by the tongue dehydrating his body until only his bones protruded through his skin. He had woken startled and now unable to get back to sleep. He slipped out of bed and put on his boxers, walking down the stairs in the dark silence of the manor in to the dining room, he saw a glimmer of light under the door to the kitchen and pushed it open. "Conrad!" Charlie said walking in, "Couldn't sleep either?" he asked. Conrad looked up "No, Joshua" he replied. "Are you okay Chaz?" he asked. Charlie shrugged not quite sure how he felt. "I thought you went home... oh!" Conrad said surprised. "Nothing like that" Charlie said defensively, "I couldn't face sleeping in the house". "Are you sleeping with Carrington?" Conrad asked already sensing it was the case. Charlie nodded. "Hot chocolate?" Conrad asked standing up and deciding to keep his mouth shut. "Warm milk if you don't mind" Charlie replied, "It was just a comfort thing" he explained. Conrad microwaved some milk for Charlie "Don't give him the wrong impression" he said. "I won't" Charlie replied sitting down. "It is all my fault this whole mess with Joshua". Conrad kissed Charlie on the head "No, I think he got to you as much as me". "What do you mean?" Charlie asked looking confused. "How close he got to you as a friend" Conrad explained. "Got your trust and confidence". Charlie nodded "You know only after I told him about you did he really hang out with me". "I never imagined he would end up doing this" Charlie said looking at Conrad. Conrad smiled "It is over Charlie. Josh or Gary or whatever he is calling himself is gone". Conrad put his hand up "Don't even ask what Moham has done with him" he said making it clear. Above them Simon finally released Dexter's arms and legs from the restraints, taking the head harness off Dexter rolled on to his back smiling having clearly enjoyed the sex. His deep voice reverberating around the room as he spoke "Oh man that was awesome sex". Simon laughed quietly "Glad you enjoyed it I know I did" he said playing with Dexter's toes. "I don't want to be forward but can we do this again another time?" Dexter asked. Simon looked at him "We will see" he said with a very clear lack of commitment. Dexter nodded knowing it was a brush off "Can I get a drink of water?" he asked sitting up. "Sure, kitchen is off the dining room" Simon explained giving directions. He watched Dexter put on his jock strap and head out the bedroom, admitting that the guy certainly had one of the finest arses he had seen in a long time that just begged for cock. Dexter found his way to the dining room and and opened the door to the kitchen stopping dead in his tracks. "Oh, sorry" Dexter apologised "Fuck me twins!" he said stating the obvious. The twins laughed, "And who are you?" Conrad asked getting hard just looking at him. "Dex, or Dexter" he replied, "didn't see you at the sell off" Dexter said eyeing Charlie. Conrad noticing this got the huff a little "I work here for the owner" he replied sharply. "Guess he is the one with the big bedroom" Dexter replied grinning adjusting his jock strap. Conrad smirked knowing full well what he was getting upstairs "Chocolate or milk" he asked. Dexter looked at him "Huh?" he said bewildered for a moment "Oh, neither just water". Conrad fetched him a small bottle of water "You having a fun up there?" he asked. Dexter grinned "Oh yeah, bit of a headache from all the poppers and head harness". "The what?" Conrad asked curiously. Dexter laughed thanking him for the water. "Had me chained by my wrists, ankles and head to the bed" Dexter informed him, "fucking hot". Charlie screwed his nose up "Weird shit" he said profoundly turned disturbed by the idea. "Don't mind him" Conrad said seeing Dexter getting hard, "He is sort of straight". "Fuck you!" Charlie retorted "I can still take you down Con" he said flexing his muscle. Dexter looked at him "Do it again, they look hot" he said debating weather to touch. Conrad soon found Dexter quite naughty and was liking him "I'm Conrad this is Charlie". "Pleased to meet you both" DExter said shaking their hands his bulge growing in stature. "You always walk around a strange house in a jock?" Conrad asked teasingly. "No" Dexter replied, "then again with hot twins in the room I'm a little excited" he said laughing. Charlie couldn't help but look "Yeah it shows mate" he said getting a wink from Dexter. "And you are chuffing cute Conrad" Dexter said smirking, the door to the kitchen opened again. Carrington stood there in his underwear "Charlie you had me worried" he said looking relieved. "Mate look at you" Dexter said with his mouth dropping open staring at Carrington. "I couldn't sleep" Charlie replied finding Carrington's concern rather endearing. "Carrington this is Dexter" Conrad said introducing them. "Hey" Carrington said quickly putting his focus back on Charlie, "Sure your okay?" he asked quietly. Charlie nodded then shrugged "Conrad's making warm drinks" he said changing the subject. Carrington glared at Charlie for a moment "What is on offer?" he asked Conrad. "Like you don't know" Conrad giggled, "Milk or chocolate" he said getting that look from Charlie. "Milk please" Carrington replied sitting next to Charlie. "Does he always ignore people?" Dexter asked Conrad nodding at Carrington. Conrad turned smiling "Only when Charlie is in the room" he said now getting a finger from Charlie. "Right, I get it sort of cat and mouse game" Dexter said accurately assessing the situation. Carrington persuaded Charlie to come back to bed and walked out with him leaving Conrad and Dexter alone chatting. Dexter wanting to know more about Carrington and Conrad curious hearing about Simon's little bondage fetish. Laughing and chatting away forgetting the time Harry walked sleepily in to the kitchen, again Dexter's head was turned seeing the cute young muscular guy walk in dazed and confused. Conrad stood and walked over to Harry kissing him "I will be up in a minute" he said. Harry turned and walked out without noticing Dexter, "You and him together?" Dexter asked. "Yes" Conrad said happily looking at the door, "very happily together". Dexter looked at him "Shame I really want to fuck you" he said looking seriously at him. Conrad smiled "That is nice to know, I would happily let you under different circumstance". Dexter smiled "Can I get that Carrington's number in that case?" he asked. Conrad looked at him and shook his head "You are here as part of this private party". The door opened again this time by Simon "Conrad I didn't know you was up" he said. Conrad rolled his eyes "Is everyone coming to the kitchen tonight?" he asked. "I just had to put Harry to bed" Simon said walking in. "Everything alright?" he asked. "Yes, Dex and I are chatting about restraints" Conrad replied trying to keep a straight face. Simon grabbed a bottle of water "Keep your mouth shut or you are next" he said winking. Conrad laughed and stood up "Better get back to bed before Harry wanders down again". Dexter held his hand out "Nice to meet you Conrad" he said giving him a very flirty smile. Conrad smiled kissing him on the cheek "You to Dex" he said removing Dexter's hand from his arse. "Opportunist" Conrad said winking then kissing Simon good night leaving the kitchen. "Sorry about that I just got chatting to them, his twin was here" Dexter apologised. Simon smiled "Conrad seemed to like you" he said unsure what to make of Dexter. Dexter smiled "Charming guy and his twin brother is pretty hot". Simon nodded, "Anyway want to go a few more rounds if your not knackered?" Dexter asked grinning. Simon laughed "More about if you can handle it" he said, "Get yourself back upstairs". In true fashion Simon took Dexter another three times eventually both knackered by 5am and falling in to a deep sleep in each others arms. A few rooms away Sean was taking a cooling shower after being at the hands of Moham's arse wrecker. It was an unusual hook up since Moham was very much in to guys just in the twenties, but he fancied switching things up tonight and won his bid for Sean. Moham kept him at the usual distance not allowing him to enter in to his world, although he came recommended he knew nothing about how discreet Sean was. He was acutely aware that Sean had chatted a lot with Simon over dinner and could see there was a glimmer of an attraction both ways. Moham had fallen asleep by the time Sean returned from his shower and slipped in to the bed next to him, hopeful that his bidder was done for the night since he didn't think he could take another fucking with him. Lying on his back awake Sean thought about his porn career knowing he only had a few years at best left in him. Getting a boyfriend was a problem, the only wanted to sleep with him to see if he was as good in real life, after that they were gone. Some hung around a bit longer more out of infatuation and to show him off, some embarrassed about dating a porn star. Either way they passed through his flat in east London like it was a bus depot. Charlie opened his eyes and found himself facing Carrington, laying perfectly still he looked at him finding it hard to deny that there was a physical attraction. Putting his finger on why was driving him crazy until he looked down at his smooth perfectly formed chest realising it was everything in front of him. The fine softness of his facial features, the gentle smile he often produced, the smooth skin and the muscle. It didn't even seem to bother him that he was in bed with a man, fearing any movement would wake Carrington he continued staring at him for several minutes. This is crazy he thought rolling on to his back slowly then carefully slipping one leg out of the bed on to the floor, then shuffling his body a little at a time moving closer to the edge. He made the mistake of looking at Carrington then shuffling to much and falling on the floor with a thud, 'Ouch' he cried out then laughed. Carrington leaned over the bed looking down at him "You are one crazy dude" he said smiling. Charlie looked up and burst out laughing "Sorry I didn't want to wake you" he stated. "Well you have" Carrington said, he put a hand on Charlie's chest stroking it "hop back in". "No" Charlie said defying him and grinning, "You come down here" he replied. Carrington rested his head on his hands "No, I like the view from up here" he said. Charlie ran his hand through his hair "I need to go home and get some clothes". "I will come with you" Carrington said, "Why don't we go and shower first" he suggested. Charlie chuckled "Nice try!" he said knowing full well he meant together. Carrington opened the front door allowing Charlie to go through first, he glanced at Carrington trying to figure him out then felt his hand being taken by Carrington's. Quietly they walked through the gates hand in hand, Charlie unable to fathom out how or why he felt so much confidence holding Carrington's hand and the naturalness oh how good it felt. Having never been chased so persistently and so quickly by one person who was adamant they were going to be together still felt so surreal. It was like Carrington neither cared or concerned that he was straight, instead he focused on reminding Charlie that he was in love with him from the moment they laid eyes on each other. In such a short space of time Carrington had been soft and tender then passionate and rough, he never knew what was coming next and that excited Charlie the most. Curiously to Charlie he felt a different kind of sexual energy was starting to exist between them, yet at the same time he could see that Carrington held no secret of his intention. Frightening in some respects, devilish or naughty he just found Carrington amusing and was enjoying the attention. He glanced again at Carrington when they turned on to the drive walking up the front door. He followed Charlie around constantly asking if he was alright until they left the house and headed back to the manor then down to the gym to work out together. It was only a few minutes in to their workout when Charlie found himself glancing at Carrington to make sure he was still watching and hadn't lost interest. He had to check himself a few times to stop this little game and gave up working out after 20 minutes, his thought trailed off to Serena who was back from holiday this morning and had arranged to meet up with her for a late afternoon lunch date. Moham got up leaving Sean to sleep in, he had a few emails to send and had arranged to have a quick meeting with Harry to go through what had been happening since his holiday. Charlie went up to Conrad's bedroom passing Harry on the stairs who gave him an unexpected hug. Conrad had just finished drying himself when Charlie walked in, they had a chat before Conrad left heading downstairs in his dressing gown some 15 minutes later leaving Charlie to have a shower before breakfast. Conrad popped his head in the study to say good morning to Moham then grabbed a coffee from Beth and sat outside by the pool enjoying the tranquillity and mentally making notes about some new flowers for the pool terrace. Carrington finished his work out and sat on weight bench towelling himself down when he spotted him sat on the terrace looking deep in thought. He stood smiling and quietly walked outside slipping his arms around Conrad who jumped feeling the muscular arms knowing this was not Harry. Carrington delivered tender seductive kisses to his neck "Is it working Charlie?" he asked. Conrad giggled "Oh god yes" he replied moaning softly letting him continue and very aroused. "I want you Charlie, don't care how long it takes to win you" Carrington said still kissing him. Conrad giggled again "That is so nice and if I was Charlie I would be yours" he said chuckling. Carrington stopped "Eh?" he said looking confused, "Oh crap!" he now said removing his arms. Conrad grabbed his arms holding them around him "You are one smooth seducer" he whispered. "I am so sorry" Carrington said realising his mistake but tightening his hold and hugging him. Carrington kissed his neck again "I would be totally hitting on you if Charlie wasn't around". Conrad laughed finally letting go his arms "Harry and I would love to fuck with you" he said. "Deal" Carrington replied, "If I can't get Charlie I would happily have you two". Conrad was rubbing his hand over Carrington's biceps and they were both laughing at their predicament when he caught the whiff of a familiar scent in the air, it took him back to those nights in back of Moham's limousine. The smell of the cuban cigar that Moham smoked drifted over again catching Carrington's nose as well. They both looked up towards the study windows where Moham stood with a big smile on his face, Harry with his hands on his hips looking mildly displeased at the sight. He walked across to them "I saw you working on my boyfriend" Harry said in amused anger. Carrington let go of Conrad "Hey dude it was a mistake I thought it was Charlie" he explained. Conrad sat there giggling, "Took you long enough find out it was Conrad though" Harry said. He stood in front of Carrington "Well come on then" Harry said opening his arms. Carrington gave him an evil grin "Oh hell yeah" he said swooping Harry off his feet in a hug. Moham sat next to Conrad "Go easy with my indulgence" he said firing a warning at Carrington. Conrad laughed then looked at Moham "Suppose we need to talk about Harry and I" he said. Moham smiled "We do, but not now" he replied. Conrad smiled "Moham" he spoke quietly, "What has happened to Josh?" he asked. Moham chuckled "He is getting a new life and job with a wealthy business associate" he replied. Conrad looked on unconvinced "Really?" he asked, "I don't quite believe you". Moham laughed "With no passport he cannot leave where he is" he informed Conrad. Conrad opened his mouth but Moham stopped him "He is alright and cannot get to you". Conrad knew that was the end of that conversation and had to take Moham's word, he had no reason not to trust him. It was then that Sean walked out on to the terrace heading towards Moham dressed shorts and vest, his tattoos and muscles open for them all to see. His eye caught by Carrington, then Conrad and Harry like unravelling birthday presents it was a bed of hotties in front of him. Conrad stood up and grabbed Harry and Carrington taking them back in to the manor to be discreet. Carrington knew immediately who the guy was and couldn't quite believe he had just seem him in the flesh. Happily he told Harry and Conrad who he was even showing them one of his films on his mobile phone at the kitchen table. Giggling in their little group keeping Beth and Felix amused with the err and yuk sounds Harry made. Charlie walked in to the kitchen and sat down telling them to stop watching porn when he found out what they were laughing about. Charlie instead going on about Serena and meeting up with her later for a late lunch date, the more he rambled on the harder Carrington was finding it to deal with. Conrad even kicked Charlie under the table hinting for him to stop talking about her. As soon as Charlie finished eating he seemed to blank Carrington rushing out stating he had so much to get done getting his uniform ready for Monday when he as back at naval training. With that Charlie was gone. Conrad looked at Carrington at the hurt on his face, on the table was the fake wedding ring he made for Charlie. Carrington picked it up "Have I just let him go?" he asked looking at them both. "I don't know Carrington" Conrad replied, "maybe his heart is still with Serena". "We still fancy you" Harry piped up with Conrad nodding. Carrington smiled "Want some break up sex then?" he asked straight out. Conrad and Harry stood up "Come on" they said in unison. Carrington grinned and followed them. Carrington entered Conrad and Harry's bedroom expecting to be the dominant force. Conrad closed the door and leaned back against it arms folded, Carrington turned his head to look at Conrad and his mischievous grin 'Dude you are so different from your brother' he said then turned to look at Harry who already had undressed and beckoned Carrington over. He smiled arrogantly walking to Harry 'Guess your first then' he said. Harry smiled and ran his hand over Carrington's bicep and then along his chest looking him in the eye 'Oh no Carrington this is going to be who gets their cock in who' he replied pulling Carrington and kissing him. Wholly taken by surprise he wrapped his arms around Harry responding with a deep forceful kiss trying to assert his dominance over him. He soon found he was at a disadvantage feeling a hand slip in to his shorts and toy with his hole. Conrad had walked up behind him asserting his dominance over Carrington. Harry held on to Carrington hard so he couldn't wriggle free, laughter in his kissing being attacked by the two cute British guys. Conrad removing Carrington's clothes until the three of them were naked, he took control turning Carrington towards him and kissing him, then Harry and back to Carrington, mixing their saliva. Harry holding Carrington's cock whilst Conrad still fondled his arse, Carrington had both of their arse pushing his finger in to each one of the boys holes pulling them closer to him to fell their bodies respond erotically against his. Carrington smiled and moaned at how aroused he was feeling with them and finally managing to get the upper hand he lifted Harry depositing him on his back on the bed, then focusing on Conrad he lifted him up with ease dropping him next to Harry. Standing over them he played with his cock that was so hard he just wanted to nail each of them, he didn't care which one was first he needed to fuck them both. Conrad grabbed Carrington's arm pulling him forward on to the bed, Harry rolled out of the way then pounced on top of Carrington ramming his arse on to his face. Instantly rewarded in a way Harry never expected, Carrington's tongue shot up his hole pushing through lapping and sucking on his hole, Harry threw his head back eyes rolling upwards at the aggressive nature Carrington ate his arse. Conrad slipped down and licked Carrington's balls, he legs opening to let Conrad get his head between them and work slowly up the shaft of his cock, teasing and driving Carrington wild he held off for as long as he could before smothering the head with his mouth, succulently bathing it with his tongue edging further down. Carrington pushing his hips up to get Conrad to take it deep down his throat, the moment Conrad sank down deeper Carrington's muscular thighs closed around his head holding him in position, his mouth impaled on Carrington's cock, his head bobbing rapidly. He suddenly grabbed at Carrington's thighs prising them apart choking and standing up 'fuck I nearly shot my load' Conrad said clearly on the edge of orgasm and panting trying to calm his body down. Free of Conrad's assault on his cock Carrington slipped under Harry nibbling at his balls for a quick moment before flipping Harry over on to all fours 'Time to smash your arse Harry' Carrington said spitting on his hole and driving the head of his cock straight in to Harry. He gasped and braced his hands tight against the mattress his arse opening taking the shaft of Carrington's cock deep until he up his balls. Harry moaned several times 'Fuck yes' he cried out wildly pushing his arse back. Carrington leaned over Harry's back securing his arms around his waist giving tender and gentle thrusts, his head raised up releasing a load moan and turning. Conrad had pulled his arse cheeks apart and was now running his tongue up and around Carrington's hole, instantly it started twitching, he blew softly over it causing Carrington to thrust forward harder in turn making Harry moan loader. Conrad spat then worked his saliva in to Carrington's hole, holding his tongue there and with Carrington fucking Harry, Conrad tongue fucked Carrington, the moans filling the air was enough to arouse anyone who could hear them. Conrad knelt up on the bed positioning his cock at Carrington's hole prising it open a little he dribbled more saliva coating his cock and the hole. Gently he pushed forward, Carrington raising his head again moaning, the force pushing through Carrington's body passed in to Harry who moaned. Carrington held still with eyes open wide his arse expanding and smoothly taking Conrad's cock. The first few thrust issued by Conrad were hard and almost like he was testing Carrington's toughness at being a bottom. Conrad grabbed Carrington's shoulders to hold him on his cock 'God that is fucking nice arse' he bellowed out thrusting in harder. Carrington groaned and ground his cock deep in to Harry 'Argh, fuck' Harry cried out 'Fuck yeah, fuck yeah' he repeated as Carrington repositioned his arms around Harry's waist and abdomen pulling him back deep on to his cock and gripping on to him so he couldn't move away. Carrington knew he was going to blow pretty easily with Conrad fucking him and he inside Harry. Conrad moaned and gasped with each thrust forward with it flowing down the chain, Carrington would moan receiving the deep penetrating thrust, his hips then pushed forward driving his fucking of Harry who would then moan and gasp grinding his arse against Carrington's cock. Conrad and Carrington did well lasting the 10 minutes before Carrington pushed his hips up hard 'I'm nutting in you Harry' he giggled then cried out feeling the first jolt of his orgasm shooting up his cock, his arse muscles tightened around Conrad's cock 'Uh, fuck' Conrad cried out feeling his balls contract sharply releasing their package deep into Carrington's arse. Harry was almost besides himself feeling the depth Carrington got in to him before his first volley of cum impregnated him. Conrad collapsed on top of Carrington who collapsed on top of Harry whose arms gave out at the weight sending him crushing on to the bed laying flat with two men on top of him. The irony making him laugh whilst the moans, cries and panting continued for several minutes. Conrad finally found the strength to pull out, his cock still rock hard he wiped his forehead drenched in sweat not realising how energetic the sex had been lost in a world or erotic fantasy fucking Carrington. He rolled on to his back giggling in happiness in post fuck exposure. Carrington pulled out of Harry and knelt up, he too was still rock hard. Harry laid on his stomach body jiggling from his own giggling and happiness. Conrad knelt up and kissed Carrington lovingly, he pushed Conrad away 'Get on your knees your next' he demanded already twisting Conrad's body around. Carrington was not about to do any foreplay, he was ready to pump another load out and was straight in to Conrad's arse. Conrad gasped loudly and pushed his arse back quickly to get it all inside him. Carrington focused on the job noticed Harry was now rubbing his cock moving around the bed 'Oh no' he said chuckling knowing he was about to get fucked by Harry. This time Harry took control of Carrington adding a few cheeky slaps to his muscular arse cheeks desperately he wanted to bite them. Quick as a flash Harry fucked faster his pent up orgasm needed exposing, he took one look down and broad muscular shoulders and back of Carrington, the moan from Conrad somewhere under that body in front of him took him over the edge. He cried out and fucked even harder feeling his cock ejaculating over and over he continued fucking unable to stop. Carrington was on the verge of his next load and waited until Harry pushed his cock in deep plugging Carrington's hole and resting on his back panting hard. Carrington started grinding and moving his hips, Conrad issuing short gasps turned his head and kissed Carrington then cried out with the deep painful thrust from Carrington and pulsing in his arse knowing he was getting this muscular hunks DNA in his body, the perfect specimen that would unquestionably produce stunning men if he was straight. Carrington had the biggest cheesy grin and look of satisfaction on his face laying on his back, Conrad to his left and Harry to his right both cuddling up to him. No words were needed between them and the air was full of sexual tension and lust. The three of them knew this was not going to be a one off. Carrington just wished he could have two mouths to kiss them both at the same time. Covered in sweat, hands all over each other Carrington felt like he was in heaven. Jamal burst in "Come on we have work to..." he stopped looking at him. "It smells of sex in here". Conrad leaned up "Can't move Jam, so fucked" he said. Jamal grinned "Where was my invite?" he asked just as Adam walked past. "What invite?" Adam asked poking his head in, "Oh my god that is so disrespectful to our guest". Carrington chuckled pinned to the bed "I can do you both later if you like" he suggested smiling. "Yeah okay" Adam replied, "I should warn you Jam here is one aggressive nutcase at fucking". "Oi" Jamal said slapping Adam's arse "Come on oik, we have work to do". Conrad laughed hearing Jamal calling him that "Okay I need a shower first". Jamal nodded "Harry do you mind if I bang your boyfriend in the greenhouse later?" he asked grinning. Harry moved sitting astride on Carrington "Only if you film it" he said winking. Jamal walked over and gave Harry a kiss them promptly left to change in to his work gear. Conrad was getting dressed enjoying the little show of Harry and Carrington rolling around play fighting on the bed. "I gotta get going" Conrad said leaning over to kiss Harry. Carrington jumped off the bed seeing his chance to escape Harry "Hey" Harry called out. Carrington laughed and looked at Conrad "Can I sleep with you both tonight?" he asked. "I am sure we can cope with that" Conrad replied having an idea. He kissed Harry passionately. "Darn you two are so cute" Carrington said stroking his cock. Conrad laughed and kissed Carrington "You can keep Harry occupied whilst I am working" he winked. Carrington didn't even get chance to respond before Harry pulled him back on the bed play fighting with him again. So the day turned out to be one that Carrington would never forget, in fact his heart had all but given up on Charlie, being with Conrad though still made him think about him. He was still full of love for him, out of ideas how to get him he knew it was a long shot but stronger men had been turned. Maybe he needed to rethink his approach when he got back to Atlanta, now he knew what was involved he needed to a new plan to win the person he couldn't let go of. Sean arrived for breakfast having been woken up by the loud noise coming from one of the bedrooms in the east wing that echoed right along around to the west side of the manor. Moham was just leaving breakfast and Dexter had already gone to the lounge, all the other party members had left already. "Am I too late for breakfast?" Sean asked walking in to the dining room. Simon looked up and smiled "No, sit yourself down" he said. "What would you like?". "You!" Sean replied looking at Simon catching his attention, "A date if you fancy?". Simon laughed "I mean breakfast" he replied. "And yes I think I would like that". Sean "Scrambled eggs and juice will do fine" he replied, "When?" he asked. Simon laughed again "You really want to go on a date with me?" he asked curiously. "Yeah" Sean replied pouring a cup of coffee. "You live in London?" he asked. "Kind of" Simon replied assured that the guy didn't know who he was. "Why me?" he asked. Sean put his cup down "Don't know, I was hoping you would have bid for me last night". He looked at Simon "Fancy you but I find it hard getting a partner" he said. "What makes you think I want one?" Simon asked with his curiosity piqued. Sean smiled "Hedging my bets I guess. Why are you married like the Arab guy?" he asked. Simon laughed "No" he replied, "How can a sexy person like you not find a partner?" he asked. Sean sat back in his chair "Most of them can't see past the porn star and fantasy". "Ah. I see your predicament" Simon said nodding and going quiet. "I get it. Porn star syndrome, you don't want to date one" Sean said assuming on the silence. Simon could see the vague look of an unhappy person within "You would have to give it up". Sean put his fork down "What my legendary performing skills?" he asked chuckling. "Yes" Simon replied in a matter of fact manner. "That is just it, I can't it pays my bills" Sean replied being open with him. Simon laughed "Are you that good at it then?" he asked knowing very little about him. "Under contract and pimped out to other studios for a hefty price tag" Sean informed him. Simon sipped his coffee "Are you a dirty little fucker then?" he asked shocking Sean. "No, well a little" Sean replied laughing "More aggressive and brutal" he confessed. Sean finished his breakfast "What time are you leaving here?" he asked, "Can we swap numbers?". Simon shook his head "No. Where are you going when you leave?" he asked. "Home after I get dropped off, crap forgot about the heli ride dam well hate it" Sean said. Simon found he was attracted to him "When you are filming again?" he now asked. "Next week, I fly back to San Francisco and have 5 filming jobs lined up" Sean replied. Simon shook his head "I don't know" he replied sighing "I would like to go on a date...". "I know... it is the porn thing" Sean said standing up. "Forget I asked" he said. Simon chuckled "Tetchy thing aren't you" he said putting his cup down. Sean looked at him "I am not here for you to assess or analyse" he said calmly. "Did I rock your boat?" Simon asked taunting him a little and testing him. "Fuck off Hampton Wick" Sean said slipping in to his east end tongue by accident. Simon laughed standing up feeling a tension building "A pony to gander at it" he said. "I will slap your boat race knob" Sean replied sneering at his arrogance. Simon walked over and grabbed Sean forcing himself a kiss on him "One date" he said. "Right, just don't push your luck though" Sean said agreeing. Simon smirked "Wednesday 6pm Mandarin Oriental Kensington" he said walking out. Simon closed the study door steadying himself, he hadn't been driven like that since Jack and this guy was off the scale as far as he was concerned, sexy and very aggressive underneath but he also saw a very placid kind side. He only hoped that the suite Moham kept on at the hotel was free that night, he decided one date could not do any harm. If the tension between them was real he would need to rethink a lot of things. Jack was the only person who stood up to him or answered him back like that, it was so refreshing to meet someone who was in no way intimidated by him. Sean stood there smiling, he knew nothing about this man but felt some incredible electricity with him even more so after their tense little stand off of chicken. One thing he saw was a look of amusement that he had dared answer this man, not only that he had threatened to slap him in the face and called him a penis. Sean laughed just as Dexter walked in looking at him strangely laughing to himself. Respecting the privacy of the party neither one spoke about the sex or partner they ended up with, Dexter noticed a figure moving in the gardens and walked over to the lounge windows and chuckled seeing Conrad out there. "Hey, did you see the sexy gardener at this place?" he said nodding out the window. Sean walked over "Saw him quickly this morning, he is cute" he said. Dexter nodded "I met him in the kitchen during the night, and his twin" he said looking at him. "Then this muscled American guy came in who is chasing the twin brother" Dexter informed him. Sean chuckled "Expect the American is the guy who owns the place" he replied assuming the case. Dexter was about to correct him "Oh... yes probably is" he said biting his tongue. "You will keep in touch?" Sean asked looking at Dexter. Dexter nodded "Of course, I want to take you for a spin in the bedroom" he replied laughing. "Guys were ready to leave" Moham said walking in to the lounge with Adam. They left the lounge walking across to the helipad as it approached the landing spot. Simon watching from the study window for a moment before going back to his work with Carrington. Dexter looked over at Conrad who was now whipping Jamal with a weed he found in the flower bed, he could see so much fun in the two guys stopping to look and smile. Adam watched him and could see a sort of longing to be part of this, Dexter though was a complete opposite. He was rough around the edges, thick silver chain around his neck and wearing what one can only describe as chav clothing. Yet underneath he was a contrast of colours from growing up on a council estate in south London, from what Simon told him he had a superb trimmed angelic body and veracious sexual appetite. Adam stopped and walked over to him "Quite a handful those two" he said to Dexter. Dexter looked at him "Nice though, to have that sort of friendship" he replied. He turned to look at them "Never had anything like that growing up still don't" Dexter said. "No job, casual fucks that are boring and stuck at home with my parents" Dexter added. "Well everyone has a different life and upbringing" Adam said fondly patting his shoulder. Dexter smiled "Who is the other one, I met Conrad?" he asked. "Jam or Jamal" Adam replied now with his arm around Dexter "My boyfriend" he added proudly. "Lucky" Dexter said looking at Adam. Adam broke the rules "Listen give me your number, I can't promise anything though" he said. Moham cleared his throat "Ignore him" Adam said entering his number in to his phone. "Thanks" Dexter said clearly meaning it and jumping in to the helicopter. "I know" Adam said to Moham, "I feel sorry for him, he has nothing" he explained. Moham tutted "You can't help everyone Adam" he said. "Yeah I know, I can't help being a soft touch for a cute lad" Adam replied grinning. "I know what that means" Moham replied chuckling, "Are you expanding your horizons?" he asked. Adam smirked "I think Jam would enjoy him" he replied. "I do feel sorry for him" he said. "You want to find him a job?" Moham asked looking at Adam. Adam nodded "We... well Simon sort of owes him" he said. "Oh shit not another one?" Moham asked knowing full well they had to keep Dexter quiet. Adam watched the helicopter lift off. Moham was right yet again, they had to keep Dexter on side knowing that Simon probably converted him. Thankfully these parties were not every week otherwise they would need to set up a company just to keep guys sweet that Simon had knocked up and stop them talking or worse... They sat across the table from each other, the food was enjoyable and that was about it. He thought there was love yet there seemed to be a visible distance from the last time they dated. Charlie was trying his best and Serena, well she was sort of there. Their usual dates would eventually end up talking about how and where they would get married when the time was right, today though not a word about it. He thought maybe he was giving a signal off then came the crunch that Charlie never expected, he could see the words her lips formed but his head unable to process them as he was thinking about Carrington. Suddenly his attention was drawn back to her. "Break up?" Charlie asked slight confused by what she was saying. Serena nodded sadly "It is not you, it is me" she said trying to sound sympathetic. Charlie stared at her "Now your using clichés" he said. "What has changed?" he asked. "Are you fucking someone else?" Charlie asked impatiently. Serena remained quiet looking at him for a moment "It was an accident, I never meant to". "So you cheated on me?" Charlie asked, the words hitting him harder than he expected. "I want to start over with you, make a real go of it" Serena pleaded and apologised. Charlie toyed with his desert and looked at her "Really, you do?" he asked. "Oh yes Charlie" Serena said eagerly, "I know it is you I love and want to be with". Charlie motioned for the waiter handing him his card "Can I pay please" he said. He looked at Serena "I understand" he said raging inside but remaining calm outside. Charlie signed the receipt and put his card away "So you went on holiday and shagged a bloke?". Serena shuffled in her seat, "Just the one or was there more?" he asked. "No, it was a moment of madness Charlie" Serena tried pleading her case. Charlie looked her in the eyes "I see nothing but deceit, I can't even pretend I love you". "But Charlie!" Serena said looking upset and slightly raising her voice. "No, the trust has gone" Charlie said, "There is nothing here" he stood up and walked out. Charlie got in to his car and rested his head on the steering wheel, she had been in his life for years and now this. Broken inside at the betrayal he could have been honest and told her that he had kissed and slept with an American guy. No wait he thought, nothing happened, just an innocent kiss flirting with him trying to seduce him. In a moment of of funny thought he giggled knowing just how effective Carrington's seducing of him had been and how he floundered and let him continue seducing him. The anger rose again in him, he drove off needing to think and headed up to the spot where he and Carrington had ran to overlooking the Hampshire countryside. He needed to rethink things properly and decide if going to the Australian navy is where he should take his life. After an hour or so he drove back home and picked his uniform up and drove back to the naval training camp at Gosport, he sent a text to Conrad telling him he had gone back and would call him during the week. Carrington was far from his mind at the moment still reeling at the behaviour of his so called girlfriend, but was he any different?

Part 5 Chris knew to hold his cock still inside Tyler so he could get used to it. They wrapped their arms around each other while they kissed passionately. Hunter could see the sweat beginning to coat their bodies. "Fuck this is so hot boys." Hunter was sitting down again but this time he was on the bed behind Chris. The boys didnt respond probably too into the new sensations of raw fucking. Hunter used one hand to stroke his cock and the other to begin stroking Chris's back. He would take it slow but he was pretty sure that he could cut a few steps that he normally took with other boys he had been with. He could feel Chris begin to rock back and forth slowly starting to fuck Tyler just as he had always wanted to. Tyler could feel Chris's cock head pressing deep into him and touching spots he never even could have imagined. Each time they were touched Tyler would feel like he was being shocked with pleasure. Like the spot was a button that activated tingling and set off another moan. Chris loved that he could do this to Tyler. He was hoping Tyler would enjoy being a bottom because whenever Chris fantasized about fucking he was always the top. He didnt think he could get any pleasure from having a cock in him but he wanted to give that pleasure to someone else. The tightness around his cock felt like he was being strangled. Like if he didnt start rocking back and forth he might get stuck inside Chris. Right now that wasnt sounding so bad. Chris pulled himself out of the kiss and the two boys stared into each others eyes again. "You feel so good and tight around my cock." Tyler smiled. He was hoping Chris was feeling as good as he was. "This feels amazing Chris. We should have done this before." Tyler was breathing hard and moaning and could barely get the words out but those words turned Chris on even more and he started fucking a little faster raising himself back up to his knees and picking up his rhythm. He watched Tyler respond by rolling his eyes into the back of his head. They groped each others bodies and Tylers hands found Chris's ass. With one hand on each cheek Tyler tried to pull Chris deeper. Chris caught on and after fucking with speed he would slow down and push as deep as he could into Tyler getting a loud moan and a look on his face like surprise each time. They were in their own world now but Chris began to feel a heat behind him and then Hunters arms wrapped around his chest. Hunters hands found Chris nipples and squeezed them and pressed his chest against the boys back. Chris moaned. He was feeling so many sensations at once. Hunter looked over Chris's shoulder down to Tyler who looked like he had entered another dimension of pleasure. "You feeling good boys?" He whispered into Chris's ear just loud enough for Tyler to hear. They both moaned "Yes." Hunter pressed himself harder against Chris moving to the new tops rhythm. His hard cock was pressed up against Chris's ass which was now being rubbed with the precum dripping out of the older mans huge poz cock. Hunter whispered again into Chris's ear but this time Tyler did not hear it. "You like when Im pressed against you like this boy? Touching you like this while you fuck that raw cock into your bottom?" Chris and Tyler hadnt done much dirty talk when they were together so this new experience just got him even more excited. For some reason hearing that word raw whispered into his ear right now made his cock jump inside Tyler. He just nodded. "I don't want you to cum just yet. See how long you can hold it so the load you blow in him is as big as you can make it." Chris knew what Hunter was talking about. Sometimes when he had the house to himself in high school he would spend the day edging and finally cumming massive loads the ropes of cum flying everywhere. He wanted to experience that same intense pleasure now as he fucked Tyler. And the feeling of this mans body against him only made it more intense. He could feel Hunters massive cock sliding against him and against his ass crack. He felt one of Hunters big hands pull away from Chriss nipple and moved down to his ass. A finger found his hole and circled it slowly and gently. Another new sensation. He didnt ever think of himself as a bottom but he bent back down to Tyler to make out with him again. He loved making out with this boy but he did it to give Hunter better access to his ass. He liked this feeling and Hunter was the one that was making this happen so if he wanted to play with Chriss ass, it would be ok. Hunter knew exactly what was happening. This was going to be even easier than he thought. Things just kept getting better for him. He grabbed the lube and coated his finger and turned his full attention to Chriss tight and almost hairless hole. He wanted the top first. The only thing better than fucking a virgin raw was fucking a virgin top raw. He circled the hole again and wet it with the lube. Slowly he began to push inside Chris. He could hear the moaning and could have sworn that he was pulling more of his cock out of Tyler in order to get more of Hunters finger inside him. He pulled his finger out and pulled open the drawer at the side table and grabbed the bag of T. This last step was all he needed now. Fuck going slow. These boys were ready now. He pulled out a shard and with the lubed finger pushed it inside of Chris. Chris went from feeling the pleasure of the mans finger to the burning sensation that he didnt know was coming. Chris pulled up from the kiss. "Aw that burns...What are you doing?" Hunter used his other hand to push him back down against Tyler. "Don't worry. It's ok. Youll feel fine in just a second." Hunter never pulled his finger out. As he spoke he again pulled his body up against Chris. Sure enough after a couple of minutes he could hear Chris moaning again and pushing back to get as much of this finger as he could. "Was I right?" Chris was so horny he didnt pull up from Tylers mouth just moaning a "Mmmhmm" and aggressively pushing down onto Hunters finger which just then found the spot it was looking for. Chris kneeled back up in surprise. "Ho....my....that's gonna make me cum." Hunter pulled his finger out. "Not just yet. Remember what I said? Build that huge load." Chris slowed his fucking down and pushed himself deep into Tyler before bending down to kiss him again to calm him from cumming so fast. Hunter could not have planned this better if he had tried. With Chris as still as he was going to be now was the time. Hunter crouched behind Chris and brought the head of his cock to the tops virgin boy hole. He brought one hand back to Chriss back to keep him pressed down on Tyler. And then he pushed. Chris had no idea this was coming. He felt the head of Hunters cock push past his hole before he realized it was a cock and not a mans finger there. He all but screamed into Tylers mouth but didnt move. Tyler pulled back and asked "whats wrong? did you just cum?" Hunter looked over Chris's shoulder and responded to Tyler. "Remember what I told you boys when Chris first pushed inside you?" Tyler looking straight into Hunters eyes nodded. "What did I tell you?" "Breathe in and out deep." "That's right boy. Look into Chriss eyes and tell him." Tyler didnt understand but he did as Hunter said. He pulled his hands up to Chriss face and said "Breathe in and out deep." Chris just nodded and started a deep inhale and a deep exhale. On Chriss third deep inhale Hunter pushed the rest of his cock into the boy stretching the boy deep and wide. Hunter loved nothing more than the sensation of pushing into a tight teen virgin for the first time. Chris's exhale came out as a loud moan followed by convulsions that Tyler had never seen before. Hunters cock hit Chriss spot and the boy just immediately started cumming rope after rope of cum inside of Tyler. Tyler knew he was being bred and he pulled Chris down to him as they began making out again. Chris had never cum like this before. It was the most intense he had ever experienced. He could feel that his cock was still spurting and he also felt the girth and length of Hunters full cock deep in him. What the two boys didnt know is that as Chris came his ass squeezed Hunters cock with each rope of cum that shot into Tyler and pushed Hunter over the edge. Hunter was shaking too but not as violently as Chris so the boy didnt notice as Hunter bred the boy deep. He did everything he could in his power not to scream in pleasure as he gave the boy his first poz load at the same time that the boy was shooting one of his last neg loads into his bottom. Hunter remained composed. He was a pro at this. He wanted to cum another load into Chris before he took a turn on Tyler. When Chris got his breathing back under control. He pulled himself up onto his arms and looked down at Tyler but spoke to both of them. "I guess I couldnt hold it long enough but I think it was a pretty big load. Maybe the biggest I ever shot. I couldnt control it once you pushed into me. Youre so big but it felt so good." Only at that moment did Tyler realize Hunter was inside Chris. "He fucked you while you were fucking me?" Tyler was shocked in a way that kept him hard. He had always fantasized about being watched but the prospect of watching made him hot now too. He hadnt cum yet but he knew he would blow a big load when he did. This news was getting him closer to the edge. Hunter answered him. "Not fucked. Fucking. You ready for me to start really fucking you boy?" Chris turned back to look at Hunter and said "Yeah but can we do it the way I did with Tyler?" Hunter smiled. "Of course."

I love kissing. That said, It does make it better if I am attracted to the guy/guys. I fucked a guy several times and we started kissing and both of us got so hard. It made me fuck him harder and I shot nice big loads. We both are attracted to one another (we told each other) and when we have sex we always kiss. Just thinking about him makes my cock hard. Another guy I fuck has a great ass and is very sweet. He treats me well and I load his hole multiple times. I'm not super attracted to him but he just loves how I fuck etc. We kiss a little but I'm not into it much. I just love dumping my loads deep inside him. In fact I saw him today and shot 3 loads deep inside his hole. He was so happy with "daddy". He is sweet and has a great hole so of course I will continue breeding him.

Made yourself a friend instead;-)

I'm fine with not being someone's preference. It's always how they said it that bugs me. Like some guys who go out of their way to say "no fat no fem no Asian", they could've just said" I'm not interested thank you".

Farmer here. Born and bred 😉

I prefer black cock as well. My gifter is black. All of my ltrs have been with black guys. Men of color seem to know how to fuck better in my opinion.

As we slipped under the duvet, I vowed to myself to keep my briefs on and let little Jakey have a night of feeling safe at what was clearly a scary time for him. I caught him glancing at my body a few times but, knowing his love of wrestling and the contrast with his own body, it was hardly surprising. Pretty soon he was out for the count, face down, his mid length hair like a halo on the pillow. Sleep came much harder for me, despite my two fucks earlier, but eventually I drifted off, making sure to keep to my side of the bed. In my dreams, Soccer Boy was still here, sparko and naked in my bed, his pert little arse tempting me to top him up with my seed. I stretched out my thigh, laying it across his butt before inching my whole body over his as my cock hardened. He stirred in his sleep, smiling, as I humped him gently, slicking him up with my pre. As my PA snatched at his entrance, the rest of my bulbous head was able to begin to part his fleshy lips. His body stiffened, aware of my raw state, as I pushed harder, sinking an inch or two into his chute. At this he really began to squirm, still silent but desperate to stop my bare entrance. Fuck this, I slammed the rest of my length into him, no pretence of playing safe. He felt even smaller than before, slotting easily between my thighs completely immobilised... "Stop! Stop!", Jake was almost shouting, almost sobbing as I came round from my dream fuck. I was atop the kid. Actually, that's not right, I was all over him, such was our size difference. The covers were on the floor but he was fully covered by me. Fuck! In my confused state it took a second to realise that my cock wasn't actually in him. I reached under me to find my briefs in place though a good six inches of cock and my big PA were poking out the waist band. My old hipster boxers were still on Jake's fine little arse too, though there was a silvery snail trail in the fabric crevice where my hungry cock had signalled its intent. I quickly rolled off him, shoving my cock to one side so that it was inside the confines of the briefs once again. "Fuck! Sorry Jake, I guess I'm not used to sharing my bed....been a while since I had any action....You ok?" "errr...yeh..." he was clearly a bit shaken, his voice quavery. "you are kind of heavy, I couldn't move" "sorry man, I can sleep on the sofa" "No...it's ok, you won't do it again?" "Um, ok, I promise" We both began to drift back to sleep. "Um...Ed?" "Yeh?" "Your cock..." "yeh...?" "It felt kind of hard" "err... yeh, I had a hard on mate, sorry" "No, I meant at the end" "Ah..right, my PA...erm, Prince Albert...it's a metal ring, a piercing" "oh wow...it sounds..er...weird. Can I see it sometime?" How tempted was I? But like I said at the start, I'm a good guy and I'd vowed to myself not to go there. Not tonight. "Ask me again in the daylight. Then I know you really mean it". "Ok Ed". This time it was me that drifted off quickly. Jake was still fidgeting around in the ample space of the hipsters as I got back to Soccer Boy...

Here is the root of the problem.

Part II I cannot remember much of the drive from my home to Perseus video. The first conscious thought was seeing the sign and then hearing the crunch of the tires as I pulled into the rough, gravel parking light. After turning the car off, I sat in the car. I could hear the pounding of my heart in my ears, as I debated should I just drive off or obey daddy. The deciding factor was the sexual high in my body. I had finally just taken a raw cock and loved it. How could I not go further? Obeying Daddy has just given me the best sexual experience in my life. With much fear I opened the door and gingerly walked into the rundown building. I was greeted by a room filled with adult videos, toys, and a small looking man behind the counter. Looking at me as I walked up, he smiled and said, "Theater?". I nodded and nervously handed him the $10 dollars. He then pointed me to a small door at the other end of the room after giving me a card. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and entered a new universe. I entered a completely different world. A world of shadows, sounds, and touch. It was not a theater in the traditional sense. This was not a room of one huge screen with many chairs. Instead , there was a small lighted path on the floor that lead to many small walled off tv areas, each showing adult movies. As my eyes adjusted, I moved to each one noticing the rundown outdoor furniture in each area. The first room had several people, including a couple watching the straight porn on the big tv. I did not think Daddy wanted that for me so I moved deeper and deeper into the labyrinth. Finally, I reached the end of the path and faced a room to my left and right. The room to the right was playing shemale porn, which did not appeal to me. I then moved to my left into a hidden room with three chairs. The TV was showing a young man kneeling in front a mature man sucking on his thick cock. Immediately , I blushed thinking I was just doing that, and with that thought, I entered into the room. Out of the darkness a shadow spoke to me and said, "Come closer, I won't bite." I walked towards the shadow. The shadow gave way to a pot-bellied man sitting on a coach. He patted the spot next to him gesturing for me to sit down. I meekly complied and stared numbly towards the TV. I was soon lost in the TV watching the boy inhale the cock. Soon, I felt a hand travel up my thigh gently rubbing up and down. A gasp escaped my mouth as my cock hardened to the touch. The stranger continued stroking me through my pants. Soon, I heard him whisper, "Stand up and come closer to me". I stood up before him. He responded by rubbing his hands up and down my chest. Soon, his hands went below my shirt and his fingers were playing with my nipples. My head slumped back in pleasure in response to his rough, erotic touch. His hands drifted south and soon my shorts were undone falling to my ankles. Fear shot through my mind as I realized was being stripped in a public place. Before I could say something, the shadow man spoke: "Daddy loves your pink panties..they look so good on you boy. You are going to be a great boy for daddy." I had forgotten that I was wearing panties, and now despite my fears, I had found another Daddy. My body was afire with lust due to his touch, and now as he stroked my cock through the panties, I could only moan. Soon the panties were on the floor and the Daddy took my cock into his mouth. He sucked cock like a master, using his hands to play with my balls and ass. My moans started to attract attention. I sensed another man behind me and soon felt a hot whisper in my ear, "Boy, you look so hot..." I felt lips kiss the back of my neck, and a finger gently probe my mouth. As I moaned it, the finger forced it's way in. I imagined the finger was a cock and sucked on it while the Daddy expertly sucked my cock. The man behind me moved closer to me, and soon I felt his rock hard cock pressing through his pants against my ass. Such stimulation was to much, I moaned I was going to cum, and then immediately everything changed.. Daddy stopped sucking immediately and stood up. He looked at me, put his hands on my shoulders gently pressing me towards him. I was being bent over towards the Daddies throbbing cock. My mouth open in anticipation and soon Daddy thrust his hard cock into my mouth. As I sucked on Daddies cock, I felt a hot, wet tongue on my ass. The man behind me started rimming me and rubbing his hands all over my ass. I moaned around the cock, as I felt a tongue and fingers open up my ass. How could it get better? Soon, I heard the man say I was ready for more. More was a hard, cock probing the outside of my ass. I felt it rub up and down my ass. I gave into lust, reach back while sucking cock, and parted my ass... The bear's cock (he turned out to be a hairy man) slipped much easier into my ass than my 1st daddy's cock. My inner ring relaxed quickly and I soon felt the familiar full feeling of a cock deep inside me. My hips bucked to his , and we developed a motion of my ass meeting his thrusts while my head moved to suck the cock of the daddy before me. I felt the strong grip of the bear's hands on my hips, guiding his cock to impale me deeper and deeper. The daddy's hands were on my head, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. To increase the stimulation, the daddy forced a brown bottle of poppers under my nose forcing me to breathe again and again. The poppers broke through the remaining barrier of my defenses and I sucked cock with abandon while moaning for the bear's cock to get deeper and deeper. This continued until Daddy's ball got hard and soon I felt his cock shot stream after stream of hot man cream deep in my mouth. Daddy whispered to me " Take my cum boy..drink it..swallow my seed boy.." I could not refuse.. Behind me, the bear thrust deeper and deeper. I could not believe the pleasure of being fucked and could only moan for him to fuck me harder. The Daddy forced me to take more poppers, and the lust they unleashed changed me life.. "Please breed me..Please fill me with your cum." The bear continued to fuck me, but now his grip changed. He got closer to me kissing my neck and whispering my in my ear: "Do you want my charged cum boy?" The words hit my brain, but again fate intervened before I could process it. The Daddy put the poppers back under my nose and as I breathed them he seductively spoke to me: "Take his cum boy..Take it..a good boy always pleases his Daddy..take his cum for Daddy". How could I refuse Daddy? How could I say no to this wonderful cock fucking me? "Yes, yes..breed me..fill me with your poz seed....just fuck me..fuck me and poz me" Those words came from my mouth again and again as the bear fucked me. The bear grabbed me tighter and tighter until I could barely breathe. Sweat from our bodies mixed together as his cock relentlessly thrust in and out.. "Take my seed boy..take it.." he shouted as his cock swelled. I felt it throb and a hot wetness penetrate deep into my ass.. I moaned in pleasure as I felt the bear convulse as his cock shot more and more of his poz seed into me.. Finally, the bear stopped and just rested on my back, his cock nestled deep inside me. He kissed my back, while whispering that I was a good boy. The Daddy kissed my forehead, and told me he was so proud of me. The bear wearily withdrew from me and my body reacted to the emptiness. My body was still on fire and wanted more cock.. Then as I looked back, I saw more shadows and Daddy said, "Who is next?" Another bear stepped up and said " I have what he is looking for.."..

Foster and I worked in a manufacturing warehouse which meant that we were normal blue-collar men compared to the geek in the front office and especialy the little quiff who also worked there. I had a slight edge over Foster in masculinity. Our boss was a jovial bisexual balding chubby bi Top with thinning hair, glasses similar to mine, beard and dressed in suits made for active wear. We had swapped spit in the past while getting our rocks off in bottoms a few times. I myself was a forty-two year old large six and a half foot-tall man weighing about two hundred with brown hair in a ponytail, long sideburns, glasses, the dirt and axle grease under my nails was as black as my glasses frames, good body hair, over seven inches cut, and size 13 feet. Foster was in his late twenties, an inch under six feet, slender, long blond hair, no glasses, sparse body hair, five inches and was average in other ways. He was actually more a convenient receptacle to get my rocks off in than a friend although I treated him like a friend. Before getting infected two years earlier I had pumped a numerous loads up his ass and down his throat as well as had him rim me and orally service my sweaty feet after work a few times a month. We stopped having sex when I caught the bug because we didnt want to infect him. He respected me for that because I respected his desire to stay negative. He subsequently did suck my cock and lick my feet after work since we'd learned that oral sex was considered low risk. His tight ass had been great cunt for my cut dick. Our boss had called us into his office one Friday and told us he was sending us to a convention in a couple of weeks. We had to get haircuts, buy suits and generally 'clean up'. That Saturday we headed to the barber shop to get crewcuts, bought the suits and their accessories and I began growing a good beard. Cleaning my nails was a hassle due to my work on trucks and machinery so a few days before we were to leave I clipped them to the quick. Foster worked a less intensive job so keeping his clean was alot easier. We looked good all dressed up and our boss said he was proud of us. He even gave us the pleasure of taking the train instead of having to jam into an airliner for the five hundred mile trip. We'd had our relationship problems in the past and always made-up. Convention time found us on good terms. The train trip was twelve hours of relaxation followed by a van picking us up at the station with a stop at the airport to pick up the others headed to the convention. One man complained of a sore back after his six hours on the plane. We checked into the big chain hotel and then had supper in the hall where the convention would take place the next day. We circulated with the others after eating and then went to our room and went to bed. We were assigned to a room that had just one double bed. That night Foster asked to lick my feet even though they werent sweaty. We started things off by stripping each other followed by some hugging and french kissing on the bed, then he went to work sucking my toes and licking my big size-13s as my dick hardened. Half an hour later he was done. I was laying on my back on the bed and he straddled my legs and began sucking my cock. Fifteen minutes later I got my rocks off in his mouth as he sucked my load out of my cock and swallowed it. He then sucked off of my cock and kissed it and my balls. "You always make me feel good. I'm glad we're together in this room." I said as he finished kissing my balls. "Man you always taste good!" he gushed and came up to kiss me. I let him and we went to sleep. The warm weather enabled us to sleep nude and without so much as a sheet over us. If we got cold during the night all we'd need to do is snuggle-up together. The convention was to be a two day affair of seminars, lectures, taking copious notes, accumulating pamphlets and other materials and a plethora of other things. We did learn a number of things related to our jobs at the plant and went to bed that second of three nights tired but happy. That night we went right to sleep without any sex but that was rectified when I woke up with a hardon at four in the morning. I was still laying on my back but Foster was laying on his side with his back to me. I had wanted to fuck his ass after the two years without my piece of it. I also wanted to enjoy that extra good orgasm I got when I pumped my pozz jizz up a neg ass. I also figured that knocking Foster up would add yet another layer of ejaculatory joy to the fuck. I got up and got my tube of lube out of my kit bag and returned to bed. We had gone to bed nude as we had the night before which eliminated the need to pull his shorts down like I had to do with another guy a few years before. I lay on my back and greased up my still hard dick with just enough lube to facilitate entry and then rolled over onto my side behind Foster into the spooning position. I put my dick to his ass crack and ran my dickhead up and down it until I found his hole which seemed to tighten alittle when I put a little pressure to it. He was still asleep but awoke a moment later when I shoved my meat up him. His ass was nice and tight which made my dick feel good as soon as I entered him. "Ouch!" he yelped as my meat barrelled up his ass and I held his crotch to keep him from evading his obligation to me. "Just take it. I need to fuck you." I replied. "But the virus. You want to infect me?" he whined. "You know that now." I said as I finished hilting myself in him and held him in the spooning position as he struggled. "Calm down. If I can live with it you can, besides you're still more or less my bitch so just enjoy my stud service." I snapped back and began fucking him, holding his hips in my big callused hands as I began taking what would be my most enjoyable piece of his ass. He started sobbing and telling me about how a friend of his died just a few years after getting the bug. I ignored his plea and replied about how good my dick felt fucking ass, especially neg ass, especially when I ejaculated in a defenseless hole. "So a piece of ass is more important than a decade of friendship?" he whined. I replied, "Fuck, we'll still be friends after I infect you. As a matter of fact we'll be closer because I'll be fucking you in your ass like I did before I caught it." and increased my pace, fucking his ass faster but without the full strokes I preferred. I figured that keeping my prick deeper on my out stroke would reduce his chance of evading his obligation by pulling his hole off of it and trying to prevent me from reentering him. I then fucked him even faster, my pelvis sometimes slapping his ass. Fortunately the hotel was a high quality building with good soundproofing between rooms so any noise or screams wouldnt carry into ajacent rooms. My dick was feeling good as I neared my climax and he endured my thrusts in him. My dick felt better and better as I got closer to pumping my virus-carrying cum up his ass. "One more time, please dont cum in me. I beg you." he pleaded as I ignored it and kept fucking him, even faster. In the heat of passion I coldly replied, "Sorry Foster, my sexual pleasure is what's important right now." He burst into tears knowing his negative days would be history in just another minute. I felt like a powerful hero conquering another loser, the power of my loins driving my love-weapon in the love-tunnel of my quasi-friend who had chosen to be versatile instead of a Top. I got my urge and let my hips take over as they jack-hammered my dick in his ass. My cum welled-up from my balls which I could feel contract as I got ready to shoot my deadly load into my nemesis. My dick then built up its orgasm and exploded in an utmost fantastic feeling really great orgasm as I hilted myself. My prick pulsed with maximum pleasure as I pumped half a dozen spurts of HIV-laden cum into his ass, then I resumed fucking to pump the rest of it into him and force it into his anal walls with my repeated thrusts. My dick felt fantastically good as I kept thrusting for a couple of minutes which prolonged my ejaculatory pleasure as well as further forced more virus from my sperms into his bloodstream. I threw my head back in victory, my glasses almost coming off but they stayed on, as I repeatedly slammed my dick home in him. I hadnt felt this good in over a decade when I helped ten fellow men gangbang a little poof, a fucking good time full of the team spirit, friendship, male bonding and camaraderie being an active part of a winning team of manly studly heroes conquering a loser. I finally rested, still holding Foster's hips, keeping my dick hilted in his now sore ass. I didnt have my thick dirty nails to help hold him in place but my callused work-hardened strong hands gripped his hips the way John's did when he fucked less than willing assholes. "Be glad you're getting knocked up by a man instead of some little fairy like that one in the front office." I told him. I thrust from time to time and we went back to sleep as Foster's sobbing feeling sorry for himself faded. We awoke at about six in the morning. I felt refreshed and satiated and knew Foster wasnt happy knowing his life would change for the worse. I would have liked him to suck my dick clean but his foul mood canceled that part of his obligation to me so I had to take a shower to wash my dick and crotch. "Did you enjoy pumping your AIDS into me, Jim?" Foster asked as we headed to breakfast. "I sure did. That's the best my dick ever felt in you. I still feel good." I replied. "So you get off on infecting guys then?" he whined. "Look, Foster, You will find out just how good your dick will feel when you knock someone up. You'll feel like the most powerful conquering heroic masculine stud on earth when you fuck a negative guy and pump your charged gonads into his defenseless ass and take your pleasure infecting him." I told him. He said he'd find out for himself. The second day was more like the first with more lectures, hands-on exhibits and demonstrations. That night I told him I was going to fuck his ass again. He resigned himself because he knew that my virus had started circulating in his system. He sucked my dick hard and took his position on his stomach as ordered while I greased up. I spat on his hole, mounted him and shoved my dick up his ass. It was a good fuck as I rode his ass to my second victory in as many nights. I piston-thrust in him feeling good and came in him, my penis pulsing with as much pleasure as before while I pumped my second installment of virus up his receptive ass as I had the night before. After I finally finished thrusting I fell asleep on his back with my dick still hilted in his ass. I awoke a couple of hours later. This time when I rolled off him and lay on my back beside him he respectfully sucked my dick clean like old times and kissed it and my balls. My manly ego felt good, having screwed a punk who knew his position relative to mine and honored and respected my superiority over him. During the convention we happened to meet a few gay and bi men, some poz, some neg. The convention was held over a third day and our boss told us to stay and attend it. We were invited to a pozzing party the last night and attended. One of the two neg holes was similar to the little poof in the front office at the plant, the other was a loser who had been his boss' bitch until he crossed his boss. The neg. men all went first and then the punks sucked the mens' dicks clean and felched the neg loads out of each other and swallowed it all. I then mounted and stuck my dick up one and Foster entered the other asshole. We fucked them side by side, my thrusts harder and more powerful than his. The men cheered us studs as we took our pieces of bug-chaser ass. I pounded my punk into the mattress and had a really nice feeling orgasm pumping my pozz jizz up his ass. Foster then came, feeling just as good, feeling like a man instead of the piece of pussy he usually was under us men. "Man that sure feels good!" he gushed as he finished ejaculating in the punk under him. "Now you know how good I felt fucking you and why I enjoyed pozzing you." I replied as men congratulated us on our studmanship. We yanked out of the assholes, dismounted and hugged and kissed the next two poz men who mounted up and added their virus to ours in the assholes. They in turn hugged and kissed the next men in line after nutting in the assholes. The fucks became staggered as some men took longer than others to get their rocks off in the assholes. After the last man finished nutting we men lined up and the punks sucked our dicks clean and kissed them. Unlike what they did after the neg. men nutted in them, they didnt felch our loads out of each other, preferring to leave our virus-carrying semen inside their worn asses. Foster and I got dressed and returned to our room where we stripped, I fucked his mouth and gave him a drink of my warm beer on tap before we took a shower together. We went to bed with him sucking my cock. Our boss was happy with what we brought back from the convention and gave us a bonus. Foster caught the "AIDS flu" a couple of weeks later and tested positive. "So you knocked-up Foster. Congratulations my fellow stud." my boss said a few days later. I admitted my conquest and my boss hugged me, saying he was glad to have a good virile masculine stud working for him. I had anticipated the worst so I was pleasantly surprised when he showed his pleasure about my conquest. Our boss wasnt anywhere near friendly to Foster, referring to him as a bug-chasing piece of cunt behind his back and saying if he was poz he would fuck him. Foster was allowed to keep his job and went on meds similar to the regimen I was on. The neg men who had fucked him had to fuck the nerd in the front office until Mikey and David came off vacation. The poof in the front office was still neg and getting fucked by the nerd and some of the other men. After the nerd got a new job in another city and found a new boyfriend I would later catch that pretty-boy fairy he used to fuck and work with in a seldom-used warehouse at the back of the plant grounds, seduce him, and convert him by having a nice piece of his ass. Foster would also have his pieces of the poof and fuck his ass and mouth several times.