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Look, if you aren't into this story then just don't read it. There are plenty of other ones on the site. I have been asked by multiple people to continue the story so I will, but if it isn't your cup of tea, just ignore it. It's real simple. Chapter Six I stopped kissing Jack, I mean I stopped licking my protein out of his mouth and fell back onto the rug. My whole body was covered in sweat and I could feel Jack's cum drip out of my ass. For some reason I was still in overdrive, something I guess I should have explained earlier. See, people think it's cool and all having a big dick, but it has its downside too. When I got horny, I mean ready to just fuck, I got lightheaded and everything just got...blurry. It was a lot like being drunk except I kind went nuts to get myself off. I really wasn't aware until freshmen year, when Jack and me started to really jerk off heavily. We both didn't have girlfriends and until we got more known playing baseball, we kind of relied on ourselves to get off. We jerked off together, a lot. He loved seeing my dick erupt and I liked him watching me. But when I got into it, I mean really into it, I noticed that a lot of things came to my mind. Jack's dick looking nice, the way he leaked constantly and the curiosity of what he tasted like, a lot of gay shit. Up until now, it had just been thoughts and they passed as soon as I came. But here I was, covered in my own cum and still fucking blurry and wanting more. “How you feeling?” Mr. Blackthorn said, moving over me. I just looked up and grinned. “Here, drink this,” he said handing me a bottle of water, “That stuff can dry you out.” Didn't know or care what he was talking about, but I did down the fucking water in one go. “You still horny?” he asked as I tossed it aside. I gave him another grin and he opened my legs with his own. Again, part of my mind screamed for me to get up, to fucking get out of here as quickly as possible. But as he reached down and fingered my cummy hole, I told the voice to shut up and spread my legs even wider. “You want this?” I nodded, my dick already responding to the thought of his cock. He moved and his thick cock pushed into my hole, proving that he was indeed much bigger than Jack. Like with Jack though, the pain was pleasure into itself. The tingly feeling I was experiencing was all over my body but as his dick slid into my it was so much better than Jack's dick. It was thick, really thick, and the walls of my ass expanded to fit it, I gasped as the head popped into my super tight hole and began to push in. It was like I was outside my body, seeing my long, muscular legs being held apart by his arms, the way he grinned at me as I responded to every inch of him entering me. I relaxed myself again, realizing I was doing it automatically without a thought. “God you're tight,” he older man said as his dick went deeper and deeper. I whined as I felt him touch areas inside of me no one had before. As he slid past that spot in me I cried out, bucking my hips back onto him. “There...right there...” I gasped. He stopped, held my ankles tight and then pulled out slightly, his head moving over the spot again, making my dick burp up another glob of precum. “Is that your spot boy?” he asked stopping and pushing in again. A whimper escaped my lips as I felt my cock twitch again and my whole body want more. “Look at this cock,” he said, letting my legs rest on his shoulders and grabbing my dick with one hand, “Look at this magnificent cock...” His fingers gripped around it, not quite touching because of my girth. As he pushed into me he slowly stroked my member, making me cry out loud in fucking joy. “Sir...that's it sir....right there...” “You have to ask yourself Everett,” he said, still slowly pulling on my dick, “Why did god give you such a dick...” He let go and slammed his cock all the way into me, “When you have such a perfect pussy!” My eyes flew open and a squeak escaped my lips as I felt him bottom out in me, causing flashes of light to appear before me. “Such a fuckable little pussy...” he said pulling nearly all the way out and then slamming me again. There were no words, no fucking thought, all I knew was his cock was my world and I needed more of it, all of it. Everything. “Why boy, why do you need it?” If he was asking me I couldn't answer, I could barely catch my breath as each thrust stunned me into submission again, making me realize how badly I wanted more. “This pussy...” he said with a trust, “This perfect, tight...” thrust, “Wet little jock pussy. Right Everett, that's what you have?” My inside voice screamed no but my mouth just panted, “Yes sir, harder, harder...” “Harder what boy?” 'Fuck me sir, fuck me harder...” I honestly had no idea what I was saying any more, the words kept falling out of my drooling lips. “Fuck your what boy? Come on, what do you want me to fuck?” My pride held on as log as it could, resisting the last bit of my masculinity...and that huge cock hit me three more times and I cried out, “My pussy sir....fuck my pussy hard! Harder!!” An evil grin spread across the teacher's face as he folded me and half and just wet to down on my ass. Each push left me breathless, and another spurt of hot precum splatted on my face. Within a minute my whole face was covered in more cock snot hit my face, my tongue darting out trying to catch as much as I could. He stopped, and got off of me suddenly. My ass spasmed and I actually cried out at the feeling of emptiness. I was so close, so close to cumming again. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please sir...my pussy...” I begged. He sat back and spread his legs. “Come over here and sit on my cock son.” I scrambled over and pushed myself onto his towering dick. He didn't make one move as I began to ride his cock as hard as I could. My dick spit precum over both of our abs and I looped my legs under his knees to get more traction. “What are you doing Everett?” Jack asked me, as if from far away, “Fucking myself...must fuck...” I muttered. “What are you fucking?” “My pussy...fuck my pussy...” “Look up Everett,” Jack ordered. I looked up and saw his phone pointing at me, “Smile and say it again. I gave the phone a fucking goofy ass grin, and said with a smile, “I'm fucking my pussy...fucking my tight jock pussy...” I had to stop to wipe the drool going down my chin. “Perfect.” Jack said, continuing filming. “You ready to get bred boy?” Mr. Blackthorn asked. “Fuck my pussy...” I kept muttering. “You gonna have my babies? You want my babies boy?” For some reason I just nodded and he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down as he thrust up. Without thought I screamed, “Breed me! Fucking breed my pussy!” “You like that son? You like your daddy fucking you?” Another slight pause in my head but my mouth had no hesitation, “Fuck me daddy, fuck your boy. Make me cum...” “You like your daddy up in your jock pussy?” “Breed me dad, breed me harder...” I was slamming myself down as hard as I could, I couldn't tell it if it was sweat or precum flying between us. He kept slamming me down and with a growl he said, “Here it comes son, your daddy is going to cum in your pussy!” “Daddy! Daddy! Come in your boy...cum in your boy's pussy...” I felt his head pulse and my own cock exploded. Cum hit the bottom of my chin first and then exploded over both our faces, I could feel the warmth in me as he flooded my ass....my pussy with his cum. I clenched my ass, wanting to keep as much in my as possible. As I came I just kept repeating, “Daddy, daddy...fuck me daddy...” As the last spurt left my cock I felt my head go light and my eyes rolled back into my head. I don't know what happened after that.

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.

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.

Part 6 I didn't see TJ for a few days until he showed up at my door Thursday evening holding a duffel bag. He smelled horrible and looked even worse. His long hair was filthy and stringy and he was covered in dirt. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, which wasn't far from the truth. Without a word I let him into my apartment and he moved to my couch. "On the floor!" I ordered him. "You're not sitting your filthy ass on my couch!" He dropped to his knees and sat down looking dejected and pathetic. I sat on the couch and offered him the loaded bong. He smiled up at me as he took it. After a few hits, he told me what was going on. It turns out that he had gone home to take a shower. His roommates, seeing him covered in dried cum and smelling like a cheap whore, knew he was tweaking hardcore and kicked him out right on the spot. They threw his clothes and his skateboard out the window and that was that. He was homeless. He spent the next few days and nights on the street, sleeping where he could. He had sold his skateboard to get a little bit of money for food, but that quickly ran out. He didn't know what else to do, so he turned to me for help. Big mistake. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for to finally finish what I had been working towards for weeks. I looked down on him and said, "You know, if I let you stay here, we're going to have to work out some way for you to pay me." "I know," he meekly replied. "I've already thought about it. I'm willing to suck your cock whenever you want. I'll suck your friends cocks too. Just please, can you help me out?" I didn't say a word as I fished my cock out of my shorts. After all, I wasn't agreeing to his terms, he just didn't know mine yet. He leaned forward and took me into his mouth. He really did a good job of sucking me, he was a natural at it. In no time flat I was feeding him another one of my dirty loads. Then I told him to take a shower. As he was cleaning days of dirt and grime off his skinny pale body, I prepared the bedroom for TJ's fate. By the time he finished his shower, I was back on the couch with 4 fat lines prepared on the mirror. I handed him a rolled up bill and he snorted down 2 of them like the junky he was becoming. I snorted the other 2 and sat back on the couch, enjoying the site of the naked teenager on my couch. I handed him the loaded pipe and told him to smoke the whole thing. As he blew out a big white cloud, I picked up some restraints I had beside the couch. "What are those?" He asked as a puzzled look crossed his face. "Just some leather accessories." I told him. "I've decided that cock sucking will only be one of your duties. You will also serve as my houseboy. You know, just some cleaning, lite cooking, laundry, stuff like that. But you have to wear a uniform." "Ok," he shrugged, blowing out another big cloud. My hands trembled a bit as I leaned down and attached the first restraint to his hairy ankle. So close, I was getting so close! I quickly had the second restraint around his other ankle. As he was torching the bowl for another hit, I reached up and attached first one, then the other restraint to his wrists. He barely paid attention as he concentrated on the bowl. As he blew out another big hit, I wrapped a collar around his neck, and buckled it. TJ just went with the flow and didn't question anything. After all, he was getting high again, and that's all he cared about. I sat back to enjoy the site before me. The black leather contrasted so beautifully with his pale skin. He looked every bit the perfect little piece of trash that he was. He looked at me with wide, saucer like eyes and I knew he was ready. Even if he wasn't, I was. "Come with me." I said, standing him up. "I'm going to show you one of your duties." He stood up and followed me to the bedroom, completely oblivious of what was about to happen to him. I pretended I was going to show him how to make my bed, and as soon as I had his right wrist in the corner, I had it attached to the chain on my headboard. "What the fuck?" He started. "What the fuck is going on?" I didn't say a word. I just pushed him onto the bed and jumped on his back, holding him down. He struggled beneath me, shouting "Let me go! Please! Don't do this!" He begged. I ignored him and soon had his other wrist attached as well. Now he wasn't going anywhere. He continued to yell and beg and plead, and as much as that turned me on, I didn't want the neighbors to hear his screams. I picked up a ball gag and forced it into his mouth, stifling his pleas. He kicked at me as I tried to secure his legs, but I just sat on them to hold them still as I attached them to more chains. After a bit more struggling, I stood up and looked down on my prize. TJ struggled hard trying to free himself as he yelled into the gag. Tears started to flow from his eyes as he realized there was no escape. I just enjoyed the site of my skater boy spread eagled and helpless, his legs spread apart, displaying his defenseless hairy ass. I shoved a shard up his ass as I lubed up my 11 inch monster. I also rubbed some fine powder all over his puckered hole. TJ moaned as he felt the burning. That was nothing compared to the burning he would soon feel! I took a bandana and poured some poppers on it and tied it around TJ's nose. Soon his body relaxed a bit as his head went into orbit. I placed the head of my dick against TJ's virgin hole. It was met with resistance, but I didn't care. I gave one really hard push, and my head popped past his anal ring. TJ's head flew back and his back arched as he screamed, but I didn't stop. I held onto his hips and continued pushing myself into him. Sweat covered his body and fresh tears streamed from his eyes as he half screamed and half sobbed into the gag. I had about three more inches to go when I felt some more resistance deep inside of him. I knew I was at his second sphincter. I grabbed his shoulders and used every bit of power I could muster and slammed myself all the way into him. TJ screamed and passed out. I held myself in the kid while I slapped his face a few times, and eventually he came back around. He just moaned in pain as I laid buried in him. I pulled out, enjoying seeing the red streaks that covered my cock. I knew I had tore the kid a bit, and that made me smile. TJ breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his hole being emptied, but it was short lived. I grabbed a prepared rig and a rubber hose, then I forced my cock all the way back into my skater boy. I tied off his bicep and twisted his arm so the good part was available and I saw a nice plump vein sticking up. Then I leaned into his ear. "Now, your going to feel a little prick in your arm, and if you know what's good for you, you won't move a muscle or you could get really hurt. Do you understand?" TJ shook his head yes. Then, with all 11 inches of myself buried in the kid, I swabbed his arm and very carefully stuck the needle in. TJ didn't flinch as I drew back to register blood, then slowly pushed the plunger down, administering a huge slam to the already fucked up boy. Then I pulled off the rubber hose and threw it and the needle aside. This was the moment I been waiting for. TJ's body went ridged as he started to cough. I just started fucking him as the rush went through his young body. I pulled about 5 inches out before slamming myself back in balls deep. Over and over I pounded his insides, my large p.a. battering his intestines. TJ started to moan in pleasure as my cock tore into him. I removed the ball gag and TJ just mumbled some gibberish. He grunted and moaned louder, like the cheap little whore he was, but was unable to form words, only pleasure sounds. I pounded his straight boy ass for 15 minutes before I started to feel the oncoming orgasm. I grabbed his long hair and pulled his head back as I let out long groan and pumped the first dirty load of this kids life into his wrecked innards. I collapsed onto him as my cock drained every bit of its seed into TJ. I eventually pulled out, admiring the pink slime covering my dick. TJ's hole already gaped open a bit and was an angry red colour. I grabbed my phone and called Paul. "Get over here!" I told him. "I just fucked the kid and he's ready for more cock!"

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.

I had another round with the personal trainer who lives way out in the country. He was naked on the couch stroking his hard on when I arrived. I sucked him for a while, and then he got me in doggie on the couch. Damn, this man has some power in his thrusts; I am not sure anyone has even slammed into me this hard. He was also mauling my nipples so hard I had to keep hitting the poppers to stand it. After a while, he flipped me over and put my legs over his shoulders. He had me so far back onto my shoulders that I wasn't comfortable, so we took a break. A pillow under my ass solved that issue. He fucked me on my back still working my nipples. He eventually asked me to work his nipples to help him finish. I asked how hard he liked. He said, "As hard as you can do it." So I worked his nipples as hard as I could, and he rewarded me with a nice load up inside me. I was hoping he might want to go another round like last time, but we just shot the shit for a while. Then I got dressed. He thanked me for making the long drive to his place. I headed home enjoying a pretty day for a drive through the woods.

(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.

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.

Ok The boy has to head home this afternoon But he isn't going as a free boy. He will remain locked in this cage until he returns next month for another hot session. I hope he enjoys being locked in that cage. We never even let him shoot his last load of Neg Cum. He just dripped and drooled while being used.

Part 10 It only took a half hour before the first response came in and 15 more minutes before his first cock arrived. It was a middle aged man, balding, a little on the heavy side. But that didn't matter. All that mattered was that Eric got fucked. The man soon had Eric on his back as he slid his 7 inch cock into the teenage boys ass. I smiled as I watched Eric, wearing his slutty costume, take his first anonymous cock in his life. Taking the cock of someone he had never met, never spoken to, and didn't even know his name. Taking his cock because I wanted him to. The next guy arrived as the first guy was still fucking Eric. He finally came in the princes pussy and pulled out. A little bit of cum dripped out of Eric as the second guy flipped him over into the doggy style position. He didn't even remove his pants. He just unzipped his fly and pulled out a short, but really fat cock. Eric moaned as the second stranger entered his hole, stretching it wide. He fucked Eric hard for 15 minutes before he came, pulled out and left. The next guy hadn't arrived yet, so I handed Eric the pipe. I fingered his wet hole filled with 2 anonymous loads as he blew a big white cloud. The next two guys were pretty non discriped. Average guys with average cocks, but now Eric had 4 anonymous loads in his tweaked out whore cunt. The 5th guy, however, was a bit of a surprise. He was a hot young guy, well built, about 6'2". He walked over to Eric and sneered at him. "So it really IS you Ken, isn't it." Eric turned his head in shock as he heard his real name used. He looked up with his fucked up eyes and whispered, "Brian." "Do you know each other?" I asked. "Oh yea we do!" He replied. "I play Gaston. I tried to hit on him, but this little bitch didn't want to mix work and pleasure. I saw his ad online and had to see for myself. Now here he is, being the little whore I knew he was!" I grinned at this little twist. Eric was about to get fucked by someone he already knew. Someone from his now former life. "Get over here on your knees you little bitch!" Brian ordered him. Eric scrambled off the bed and knelt before him. "Now look up at me and open your mouth!" Eric did as he was told as Brian dropped his pants revealing an impressive 10 inch cock. He stuck it in Eric's mouth. "Now look at me as you suck it! I want to see your eyes as I choke you with it!" Eric looked up as Brian grabbed the back of his head, forcing his big cock down Eric's throat. He gagged and choked as Brian raped his throat for a couple of minutes before pushing him off. "Stand up bitch!" He ordered Eric. The boy stood up and Brian slammed him up against a wall. Then he slammed his big dick into Eric and started fucking him hard as he pushed Eric's face into the wall. "Take that cock you fucker!" Brian growled. "God damn your pussy is wet and loose! You must have been getting fucked a lot, you whore!" Brian just slammed Eric over and over while he pushed the boy against the wall. Finally, Brian put his hands around Eric's neck and started choking him as he donated another load into Eric's hole. "That's right bitch! It's about time you took my load! Now clean off my cock!" Eric dropped to his knees and took Brian's slime covered cock into his mouth, cleaning it off like a depraved whore. "Do you mind me sticking around a bit?" He asked. "I'd like to watch this bitch take some more cocks!" "By all means! Please do!" I answered. "In fact, do you want to come with us to the party later?" "Fuck yea I do! I wanna watch this little bitch get fucked senseless!" Brian just sat back and watched as 3 more men arrived and fucked young Eric. He stroked his impressive cock the whole time. Soon, it was time to leave for the party.

10. With two more loads from Rodger pumped deep in my cunt, we sat half-dressed on his couch. “How do you feel?” “I feel amazing. I meant what I said, I’ve never felt more myself. Did you send Sir the vidoes we took?” “Yep just sent them, so he knows your cunt if free for your next assignment.” “You think he’s going to send me out to more guys?” Rodger laughed, “Hell yes, at least a couple more. If your cunting is anything like mine you wont finish today till late, and you’ll wake up tomorrow sore and gaped.” “Oh fuck.” “Yeah, he wants to make sure that you’re a big enough cum slut that you’ll serve him whenever he wants.” “Hopefully,” I leant forward and kissed Rodger, “that means getting fucked more by you.” He laughed, “I have a feeling that I’ll be lubing your cunt up for Sir regularly.” “Good,” I said, my lips inches from his. I shifted position and straddled his legs. His shorts bulged against my ass as I rocked back and forth kissing him harder and deeper. Rodger’s hands slid down my back to cup my ass. “You trying to get me worked up so I breed that cunt again?” “Maybe,” I bit his lip lightly. He grinned. Then, my phone buzzed. “You should check that,” he kissed me lightly, “It’s probably Sir.” I groaned and shifted so I could get my phone out of my pocket. Rodger was right, it was Sir. He had liked the videos we’d sent him of Rodger fucking me and was typing another message. “Looks like you and Rodger really hit off boy. It’s time to go though I’ve got another cock for you to take care of.” “How did you know I was still with Rodger Sir, lol?” “Just a good guess. 🙂 Ready for your next cock?” “Yes Sir!” “Good, he’s expecting you.” He sent me an address close to Sir’s apartment. “Tell Rodger to clean up and come over to my place as well.” “Yes Sir.” “Well, looks like we’ll have to wait for that next fuck,” Rodger said, reading the text off of my phone. “Soon though,” I said kissing him again. “Of course, now get dressed. You’ve got a cock to take.” “You know anything about where I’m going?” Rodger laughed, “Sure I do, but I can’t tell you that. It’ll take all the fun out of it.” I climbed off of him, found my shirt and kissed him once more before leaving the apartment. “I’ll see you soon,” he said with that same toothy smile. “I hope so.” I had been a little sad to leave Rodger but as soon as I started walking towards my next assignment I felt the hunger grown in me. I liked not knowing who was about to fuck me. Rodger was right of course, I’m a cum dump and this was my perfect life. This guy lived a little further than the rest, it took me almost twenty minutes to walk there. I was starting to sweat, was half hard, and leaking cum from my battered cut by the time I got there. I stunk of sex. I loved it. If this guy wanted a pig he certainly was getting one. I buzzed the apartment, went up in the elevator, and knocked at the apartment door. It was quickly answered by a completely naked man, probably around forty-five. He had short cropped salt and pepper hair, a square stubbly jaw, and a light dusting of fur all the way down his body. His cock was already hard, long but not too thick, with fat low hanging balls. “Perfect timing, come on in,” he had a light, airy, sort of voice that was a little at odds with his gruff appearance. “Might as well strip now,” he said, closing the door behind me, “We all know why we’re here.” I laughed and shucked my clothes in the entry way. “I’m Andrew,” he led his way into a bedroom, “and this is my husband Scott.” Laying on the bed was a handsome ginger, also already naked stroking his cock. Scott had a rounder face, and floppy red hair, he was maybe in his late thirties. His well-toned body was pail and freckled, his pink nipples standing out in stark contrast. His cock stood straight up from a bush of bright orange pubes. “God I love when Mike breaks in a new boy,” Scott said, stroking his cock, “Come suck me boy.” “Yes Sir!” I just about ran to the bed, got between Scott’s legs and swallowed his cock. I could taste cum on his dick as I swallowed it, and something else. It dawned on me suddenly: ass. He had been fucking someone very recently. “Like the taste of my husband’s hole boy?” “Fuck yes Sir,” I gasped. “Good, now stick your ass up so he can play with your cunt.” Without taking my mouth off of his cock I shifted so my ass was sticking up in the air and Andrew got behind me. I felt his stubble first and then his tongue made contact with my puffy cunt. He groaned and dove in. His tongue delved deep into my cummy hole, swirling around the edges, making me moan at I swallowed his husband’s dick. Scott’s hands held the back of my head and forced me down on his cock till I gagged a little, my nose pressed deep in his ginger pubes. Meanwhile Andrew was lapping hungrily at my wet cunt. I groaned as I swallowed as much of Scott as I could. “Fuck this is a juicy cunt. How many loads have you taken?” Scott let go of my head so I could answer, “Four in the last like three hours.” He rubbed his dick on my hole, and Scott forced me back onto his cock. “I don’t even need lube right now you’re so wet.” He pressed his cock into my slack hole, dropped a little spit on it, and slide inside of me. My body relaxed. As he entered me any tension in my body just vanished as I gave into being a cumdump for this man I had just met. My hole gave way easily and opened wide for him to slide in. Andrew gave an appreciative grown as he sank balls deep inside of me. I moaned around Scott’s cock, and was rewarded by a strong twitch of his shaft knocking his cock against my tonsils. “Fuck this pussy is good,” Andrew moaned as he fucked me. I bucked my hips back as hard as I could without letting Scott’s cock out of my mouth. Andrews hands were on either side of my hips, holding me in place and slamming him into me even harder. Scott was now fucking my throat too, I gagged a little as he pressed himself down my throat. The two of them kept up a steady stream of dirty talk about how good my holes felt as they used me. It was like I was just a sex doll to them, they talked about me as if I couldn’t hear them at all. I loved it, more affirmation that this was the correct path for me. I started to slip away, my mind lost in the fuck. My mouth and my cunt became my soul focus and everything else was blank. “Babe, you’ve got to try this hole,” Andrew said. Scott pushed me lightly off his dick and said “Sit on my cock boy.” I shifted so I was straddling his hips and lined his fat cock up with my slick hole. Letting out a slow breath I pressed backwards and felt him burst inside of me. Scott gave be a wicked smile and I sat down hard, impaling myself. He grunted his appreciation, wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me forward as he bucked his hips up into me. I pushed back, meeting each thrust as hard as I could, eliciting groans of pleasure from the beefy man. As he got more aggressive he pulled me forward so that I was pressed flat against his chest, his little patch of ginger chest hair grinding against me. He winked and then kissed me. For a moment he held still inside of me, his now doing the work. The kiss was rough, and passionate, and meant as a distraction. Andrew was shifting behind us, and I didn’t notice him getting in position over my ass until I felt his cock against my hole too. I very quickly understood what was about to happen. These men were going to double penetrate me, something that had never happened to me before. I did what I had been taught. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly willing my hole to relax. The pressure from Andrew’s cock built as I breathed out, and then, just when I was out of air, popped inside. I basically screamed. I had never been this open. Even the fastest cock I had taken since meeting Sir had not stretched me this wide. My hole felt tight again, it was actually a struggle to accommodate both of these dicks. I relished that feeling. I pushed out, opening my hole so that they could both fuck me. Feeling the change Andrew slowly withdrew and then pressed in again, then Scott. Slowly they built up a rhythm, and it wasn’t long before they were both pounding my hole as if they were the only one inside of me. My cunt just grew around them, spreading wider than I had thought possible. A sloppy grin crossed my face and my eyes rolled back in ecstasy. I knew that I was making stupid sounds but that didn’t matter. The two of them were still talking to each other like I was some inanimate sex toy, and the sounds of their cocks slamming in my sloppy cunt filled the room. I was in pig heaven. Every time I thought I had reached the peak of being a whore for Sir something new happened that tested my bounds and showed me I was even more of a depraved slut that I had ever known. I started to beg these two men to breed me, to fill me with their sperm, to make my cunt drip with their loads. I wanted them to use me. I was their ragdoll cumdump. I needed their seed. Scott was the first one to change pace, his breathing deeper. With a deep grunt he murmured, “Fuck I’m breeding his cunt,” and his cock spasmed inside of me. Andrew kept fucking me unabated, his rhythm never changed, he just kept using his husbands cum as lube to fuck me. He fucked me deeper, and forced me into his husband’s chest. I was panting and letting out little whimpers as he pounded my abused hole. Several more minutes when by like that, Scott holding me comfortingly tight and Andrew drilling my hole deeper and deeper, before he moaned loudly and drove balls deep into me. “Take that load you dumb cunt,” he said as he unloaded inside of me. I just sighed and said “Thank you, Sirs.”

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."

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."

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.

I find it appalling that people on a gay website are actually supporting candidates that are actively working to harm our community. Case and point - Justices Thomas and Alito have said they favor reversing the decision that gave our community marriage. https://www.cnn.com/2020/10/05/politics/thomas-alito-obergefell-same-sex-marriage-analysis/index.html If Amy Coney Barrett gets confirmed you can kiss our community's freedoms goodbye. The stakes couldn't be higher for us right now. I completely respect "1970s Republicans" that wanted balanced budgets and limited government. But the Republican party today is a long way from that. When Republicans like Ana Navarro and the Bushes are supporting Biden, it's time to rethink things if you're a gay Republican. To put it bluntly, any support of far right ideologies or politicians will be seen by the moderating team as an attack on the gay community and dealt with as such. As always, reasoned, fact-based political discussion is still completely OK (just make sure you quote quality sources with good data). If you don't understand how Trump and his administration are a threat to the gay community, start here… https://www.glaad.org/trump There's been a serious attack on our community by him or his administration roughly once a week since he took office.

I have been submitting lots of ads seeking doms to come by and turn me from a bi kinky shy dad into a slutwhore by being held down and forced to take some thing like weed, coke, or others but without much success. Recently 'tho, I met up with someone who replied to my ad than really blew my mind away. We arranged to meet at my house while my wife and kids were away. Further I was to be dressed only in white g-string and white socks. George came by and we sat down and chatted. We had already agreed that he could force me to take some Tina and than seduce me. As we chatted, he took out his glass pipe and prepared some crystals in the bowl. When he leaned over to kiss me, I resisted and tried to move away. This got him angry and he forcibly kissed me pushing my mouth open and invading my mouth with his tongue. He then lit his glass pipe, took a deep hit, bent over me and kissed me hard as he forced the contents of the glass pipe in me. He took another hit and did the same. He then held me down, pinched my nose as he held the glass pipe directly in my mouth and waited for me to gasp for breath and inhale deeply through the glass pipe. Once he sensed I was feeling the effects of the Tina, he started caressing my nipples, teasing them, before licking and sucking them. My nipples have always been really sensitive but they have never felt so sensitive before. I was writhing with desire as he started caressing me as he continued to lick and suck on my tits. I almost fainted with desire when he started to tease my ass with his finger. I was trying to wriggle my ass so his fingers could work its way in me. All this time he kept asking me if I was ready to be his crystal whore. By this time I was so turned on I was pushing my ass against his fingers as he started inserting first one, then two until finally he had all four fingers in me. I was begging for him to fuck me. He told me to go on all fours and then started to fuck me, doggy style. As he rode me, he kept playing with my nipples. I was feeling so good that I was begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper and make me his whore. He then laid down on his back with his cock standing up. I was so horny by now that straddled him and sat on his cock as I fucked myself on him. As I worked my ass on his cock, I leaned forward so he could suck on my nipples as I fucked him. Oooh, the feeling was just fantastic. I was feeling so horny and turned on. I was now such a slut I was begging for him to make me his whore. He then pulled out and made me suck his cock that had been in my ass which love doing so much I have never been such a nasty whore before for a gay guy, but I just sucked his gorgeous cock without a second thought even though it has just been in my ass. He rammed his cock in until I gagged, but he kept at it, telling me he was gonna make sure I learned how to deep-throat his cock. I was starting to have regrets as the Tina wore out. He than had me lay on my back and as he fucked me with my legs high over his shoulders, he took another hit and lean over and kissed me and exhaled into me. This time I gladly sucked in all I could. He repeated this about five times before sitting me up and making me take a couple more hits directly from the glass pipe. I was feeling so horny from the Tina I was begging for him to fuck me and cum in my pussy ass. I've never been fucked so hard and so long and felt so horny when he licked and sucked my tits. We kept at it for at least four hours. I only wished there were more guys using me 'cause I was so turned on I would have been willing to be gang banged. He finally came in my ass and forced his cock in my mouth. I have never enjoyed the taste of cum, but was so turned on I gladly sucked it all in and had him rub it all over my face. I was no longer put off by the taste of cum, but reveled in it. When he finally stopped fucking me, he told me that the next time, he would blindfold me, and turn me into his whore, adding that he would have a few guys use me at the same time. I can't wait!

Come and breed my boy - anon turn up, load him up he’s 30 and blond message me for the address

Chatted with him a number of times, but never played. Apparently, he's stuck in the house with the wife and hasn't been getting any. Travelled to the office, close to my place. I was only going to blow him, swallow some nut. But, I always leave lube laying around. Great cock, full bush, low balls, hairy ass, average body, bossy attitude. on my knees working his cock, he lifts a leg and positions it on a nearby couch. I eat some ass, lick some balls. I'm really giving him some good service. He bends over and starts playing with my hole... BINGO. That's all he needed. He grabs the lube, tells me to get on all fours. He fucked for about 5 minutes or longer, came deep in my cunt, LOUDLY. I asked to eat his ass and beat off. 30-40 minutes of good sex and he was out the door.

I once fucked a guy who made no sounds at all. I was moaning and groaning. I was thrusting. Was making all the right moves. I shot a nice big load and really screamed etc. He made no sounds. I asked if he like it? He said yea it was great, I was enjoying it. I blocked him from the sex site I met him on. I love a bottom that moans and groans etc. It tells me he is enjoying it as much as me.

A young 27 yr old of Middle Eastern descent (I think he said of Lebanese descent) answered by Quick Connect Ad on local BBRT. He was over in 10 mins. He was finished with his shift at a jewelry store in a big mall nearby. Glasses, 5 o'clock shadow, 27" waist, nicely dressed with rings, needing bb sex. We kissed. I sucked on his nipples which stood up. His cock was cut - 6" on the thicker side on cocks. He told me he wasn't douched. No worries here. I learned that lesson not to worry last weekend when a 39 yr regular sexbud seeded me undouched. After a rim job, I used some silicone lube and had no problems entering me right to the end, where my balls were slapping his ass. He was moaning. Him and I were getting verbal. His sense of smell was very good and he didn't want to continue because he wasn't douched. I suggested that I jerk off and he could then sit on my cock as I was cumming. He wanted my daddy cum in him. Not a drop was wasted, and my big saved load went directly into his young ass. He said he could feel me cumming in him. Mission accomplished. I didn't get his name but, boy, did he ever get my load! OINK! A hot way to end the work week!

Commercial real estate in ATL has changed dramatically post coronavirus. No more outrageous rent increases thanks to open spots everywhere due to small biz closures. This will probably cut their fixed cost and make their business more viable when the plague is an unpleasant memory

My main FB describes my ass as feeling like silk also. His dick is a bit thick, so I have to work at getting the head past my opening and enduring some initial uncomfortableness. Once he’s inside and made his was deep, I relax enjoy the feel of another mans cock stroking the inside of me. I move my ass to promote a deep penetration and I have learned to use my butt muscles to milk his cock. For me, I love everything about being fucked as a bottom. I especially enjoy the head of a cock poking and probing at my opening and I love the feeling of my top’s cock spilling his cum deep in me and knowing that I have a sloppy hole afterwards.

I'm 32, and from Boston, but lived in London when I was 18 for the year. I had sex there for the first time, and it was bareback (I bottomed). I had sex with maybe 20 guys that year and I'd say half were bareback. The cuter the boy, the less apt we were to use condoms, but there were still a lot of "safe only" guys, and at that time I didn't really care. I broke up with my boyfriend (24yo total bttm) of four years last summer, and we never once used a condom. We both were really into barebacking. Since we broke up, I've topped A LOT of twinks. Almost all were/are (I have a good rotation) 18-22. Out of maybe eighty twinks, only one Harvard kid asked that I wear a condom (and I fucked a few other Harvard freshmen and they all wanted it raw). And only one kid told me his status or asked asked about mine. So generally from my experience the younger millennials and practically all of Gen Z are unabashedly barebackers. A bunch of them have stopped listing HIV status all together on their profiles and never ask about mine before, during, or after we hookup. I was fucking this stunning half-asian, half-white kid, and I asked him where he wanted me to cum, to which he said, "on my face," and because that was not the answer I was looking for, I just kept fucking him until I eventually had to cum, and was just like "I'm gonna cum, can I cum inside you," and he was all for it. I just get the impression that all these boys want it raw, and as soon as they or I explicitly bring it up, either chatting before we meet up or when we're fucking, that we're fucking raw and I'm going to breed them, it's like a switch flips and they just get so turned on and start begging for my cum.

When I top a bottom raw, even though I'm poz, it's so hot knowing there's that connection that my load will be absorbed into the bottom and a part of me will be part of him.

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 Eleven About an hour later Eli woke up, and found me sitting on the side of the bed. He jerked back, “Get away.” Oh lord, here we go again. I held up a bottled water, “Thought you might be thirsty after that.” “What's in it?” he asked defensively. I looked at the clear bottle and then to him, “Um, water?” He took it from me and drank half of it in one gulp, “Don't act like you didn't drug me before.” “Drug you? You got high all on your own, is this about us fucking?” He made a face, “You mean when you raped me.” I actually laughed at that, “Dude, look. You can say that shit out there because you think you need to save face or whatever, but truth of the matter is, you liked it and you know it.” He shook his head, “No I didn't.” I held up my phone and played some of the highlights from our session, his face fell in shock, but he didn't look away from the screen. “See that is you,”I pointed, “Riding me, begging for more. You don't look drugged, you look fucking turned on.” He shook his head and looked away from the screen, “I'm not gay.” I put the phone down, “Jesus everyone with things being gay and straight these days. You're right Eli, you probably aren't gay. But what you and me did, had nothing to do with sexuality.” I could tell from the look on his face he was not expecting me to say that, “What do you mean?” I scooted closer to him “It's about control and power. The fact of the matter is you like having control taken from you. You get off on someone having power over you. Believe it or not it' a pretty common turn on.” “I-I'm not like that,” he said as I got closer. I nodded and smiled, “Yes you are and that's ok man. Every guy down there has had their control taken away by me at some point. The fact they are being used and degraded is super erotic to them. They have girlfriends and fuck chicks all the live long day, but when I say fucking drop to your knees....they do.” He was caught like a rat to a cobra now. His entire attention was on me and my words, he had even stopped trying to move away from me as I edged closer still. “All of them?” I nodded, “I have fucked everyone of those guys at least once, and they got off on it. Do they seem gay to you?” He shook his head. “Are you gay?” Another shake. I was right next to him now, “Then why did you like it so much?” I leaned and pulled his head back. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him towards mine. I shoved my tongue into his mouth, at first he was just frozen, not sure what to do. I smacked the back of his head and he started to kiss me back, at first timidly but after a few seconds it picked up steam and finally we were full on making out. I broke the kiss and I saw him, eyes closed, mouth open, completely into it. He realized we'd stopped and closed his mouth. “Look Eli, you're horny. Your girlfriend won't put out until you marry her, you're too nice to cheat on her, so you're about ready to fucking burst. On top of that you've been the low man on the Parker totem pole because of your dick for so long, you like it. In fact you get off on it.” He opened his mouth to say something and I barked, “I didn't say you could speak.” His mouth snapped shut. “You're obsessed with big cocks, at first it was because you wanted one but see...” I stood up and dropped my shorts, exposing my cock, “You spent so long idolizing them, they turn you on. You know you have a little dick and you want to service big cocks. That's not a gay thing, it's a power thing. You know my cock has power over you...” I got back on the bed, “And you want me to lord it over you.” I took his hand and moved over my soft dick. He just started for a few and then gripped it, holding part of it in the palm of his hand. “You want this Eli, you know it. You're just too scared to admit it,” my voice was soothing and reassuring now, “This is a safe place, no one in this house will judge you, make fun of you or demean you for what you get off on. I promise you.” He was getting to get me hard. “You promise?” I nodded, “Swear to god.” He watched as my cock got hard and then to full length, the admiration on his face was almost comical. He looked at my cock and then back to me, and you could see his mind whirling. Fighting against who he thought he was and who he really was. I reached up and softly stroked his cheek and he leaned int it a little. Then I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down onto my cock. He groaned as he took it all. I let him bob on my dick for awhile, he needed to realize his hunger here in the light. Not drunk, not stoned, but here, of his own free will. He needed to accept how badly he wanted to be dominated and how far he would go to get it. He started licking my shaft up and down and even cupping my balls. He was really worshiping that dick. “Ok,” I said pulling my dick out of his mouth, “Lie down near the headboard.” “Why?” he asked and I pushed him down. “Because I said so motherfucker, you want to piss me off?” “No sir!” he said quickly, looking terrified, but his cock was leaking all the same. He scooted up towards the headboard and I tied his hands together again. I made sure they were secured and looked down on him. “See, now you're mine. You're going to lie there and let me do whatever I want, aren't you?” He looked up at me with wide eyes, “Yes sir, please sir.” I reached over and grabbed the blindfold off my desk, “Close your eyes.” He looked excited and scared all at the same time as he closed his eyes and I fastened the blindfold in place. It had weighted pads so there was no way he was going to be able to see anything. I made sure everything was in place and then tweaked his nipples some, “You like that?” He was looking around, following my voice, “Yes sir...I like it a lot.” And from the way his cock was bobbing, he was telling the truth. I got off the bed, “I'm gonna get naked and then you're mine bitch.” “I'm ready sir,” he answered eagerly. He felt the bed move and someone straddle his chest, a hard cock pressed against his lips. He moaned as the cock pushed into his mouth, filling it so wide his jaw ached. “Yeah, eat that cock,” I said to him, “Feel that shaft...lick the shaft, more...” His mouth went nuts as he followed my orders, his cock was leaking like a faucet now. “Yeah feel that big cock, you want that big cock don't you?” He answered the best he could with a huge cock in his mouth and I just laughed, “I'm gonna take that as yes sir.” His mouth was slammed again and again, it was obvious Eli liked being facefucked. The cock pulled out and he was panting, his tongue licking his lips. “You like that cock?” “Yes sir!” he shouted. “You want more of that cock?” “Oh please sir....please...” “You'd do anything for that cock?” “Anything...” I reached over and took the blindfold off. He looked up and saw Sammy, sitting on his chest, his massive cock covered in his big brother's spit. “You want my cock?” Sammy asked, Eli looked shellshocked. “No judgments here Eli, it's just us, no one will know anything,” I assured him. He looked to me and then back up at Sammy. Sammy pointed his cock down, towards his brother's mouth and leaned in. Eli's mouth refused to open for a second so Sammy just slapped his face with his monster. “Open up” smack “Eli” smack “We both” smack “Know you” smack “Want this” smack Eli had his eyes closed but from the way his dick was twitching, he was more turned on than he ever had been. Sammy put his cock back to his brother's lips, “Open up Eli.” Nothing. “Eli...” he warned, Nothing. “ELI!” he shouted and his older brother's eyes flew open. “Suck my fucking cock NOW!” This time the mouth opened and Sammy pushed his cock into Eli's mouth, both of them groaning. I let Sammy set the rhythm of the facefuck for a few minutes, I needed to see if Eli's lust was going to outweigh his judgment. When Sammy pulled out and Eli kept licking the under shaft of his little brother, I knew this was a go. I undid the belt and Eli's hands went straight to Sammy's perfect baseball ass and began to devour the cock he had so long wanted. Sammy had a hand on Eli's head as he watched his older brother worship his cock, ravishing it, devouring it, doing anything he could to push more of it in his mouth. Eli pushed Sammy off of him, and switching sides. Now Sammy was on his back and Eli was between his legs, just licking and sucking that cock for everything it was worth. Sammy watched as his older brother licked his balls with reverence, moaning and grunting as he tried to take the whole cock at once. It was a sight to see, Sammy's perfect, lean body, massive cock pointing skyward and his older brother on his knees, serving it like all fuck pigs should. Eli held the cock with both hands, jerking it, squeezing it, loving every inch of it. Sammy gestured for Eli to scoot up and his older brother complied like a kid of Christmas. Sammy pulled him into a kiss that Eli returned with gusto. Sammy's hips grinded upwards, that huge python slipping through the muscular soccer ass of his brother. Eli pushed back, relishing the feel of the massive tool he had lusted over for so long touching his bare skin. I grabbed some lube and covered Sammy's shaft liberally with it and then took a good gob of it and pressed it into Eli's hole. He gasped at the kiss and then moaned as I made sure the walls of his ass were slick and ready. Sammy was really driving his hips up and watching the nine inch monster split Eli's jock ass was as erotic as all fuck. Sammy pulled back a little and when he went forward, slipped it by Eli's hole, making the older boy shudder for a moment as it passed by. They did this for awhile, dry humping each other, Sammy's cockhead getting dangerously close to entering his brother, but the angle was all wrong. Finally Eli growled and sat up, the cock throbbing against his lower back. He leaned forward slightly and with great deliberateness, placed his little brother's cockhead to his tight hole. It pressed there and they both gasped a little as Eli pushed back and Sammy slowed started to breach his ass. “Ohh....fuccckkkk.....” Eli groaned as the head popped in, he started panting and placed his hands on Sammy's chest, “Wait...wait....fuck you're so big...” I expected Sammy to just shove his cock in, he had been waiting to fuck Eli for so long now, it was kinda expected. But instead he waited as Eli's hole got used to the massive intruder. Eli bobbed up and down on the first few inches before bearing down and pushing. Half of Sammy's rod plunged into Eli and I could see his hands clenching and unclenching around Eli's waist, he wanted to get to fucking so bad...but he waited. “Shit...shit...” Eli said through ragged breaths...”It's like a baseball bat...” I grabbed some more lube and covered the bottom part of Sammy's cock and shoved a couple of fingers into Eli's ass for good measure. I got on the bed and and held Eli steady. “Ok, here we go. Don't push down, don't thrust up, just sit there, and let gravity take you the rest of the way in.” Eli stopped moving and Sammy's hands dropped to his sides. I was holding Eli up now under his arms and once they caught their breath, I let go. Slowly half an inch at a time, Eli slid down his little brother's cock, moaning as it cleaved farther and father into him. “Feel that Eli? Feel my cock in you?” Sammy asked with a grin. “Fuck, fuck...jesus Sammy...your cock...too big....” “Take this cock, “Sammy barked, “You spent so much time drooling over it, now take the whole thing.” Eli was whimpering as he sank, Sammy's thick base stretching him ever farther open. “Tell me about my cock Eli,” Sammy said, “Tell me the first time you wanted it.” “I...I was....shit...you had to get a swimsuit for water polo....fuck!” “Go on...” Sammy pressed. “A..and....you went into the dressing room to try one on...oh...oh....shit shit shit....and you asked me to come in....fuck Sammy...” “I asked you to come in and...” “You had them on and your cock...fuck your cock was just stuffed to the side, filling the whole thing up. It was obscene, and you asked if it was supposed to be this tight and I could stop looking at your cock...you fucking incredible cock...” “What did you want to do?” “I wanted to rip those speedos off and just lick it, and suck it...and just...just....oooohhhhh.....” Sammy's pubes his his brother's ass. “You got it...you got it all...” Eli sat there, his face red with concentration as he felt all nine inches of his little brother's cock fill his tight little jock ass. Sammy reached up and pulled his brother's face to his, “I knew you could take it bro, I knew you were man enough.” Eli kissed him and I had to give the kid credit, he was reinforcing Eli's ego by not only giving him a compliment but equating his masculinity with bottoming. Damn I wish I had thought of that. “Shit...so big...” Eli moaned... “Come on big brother...” Sammy said and Eli locked eyes with him. “Ride my cock.” Eli closed his eyes and pulled up a few inches and he cried out as is ass complained about the huge girth of the giant jock dick shoved into it. He slid back down and he threw his head back in pleasure as he bottomed out. Sammy pulled him up and then thrust up and Eli let out a cry of pain. “Fuck...jesus...” I grabbed the poppers and shoved it under Eli's nostril. “Inhale.” He took a deep breath with no hesitation, I moved to the other on he took an even longer hit. I moved down to Sammy and put it under his nose, “Trust me, you will loses your shit.” He took two hits as Eli started to go under. “Oh fuck yeah...” he said grinding up and down on Sammy's cock like he had been made for it. Sammy made a sound and grabbed Eli's hips and actually growled. The two brothers went at it, one massive cock smashing into a tiny, little jock pussy, both of them lost in the moment. Eli was slamming himself down hard as Sammy raised his hips up to meet him. I was surprised I didn't see the top of Sammy's cock coming out of Eli's mouth they were fucking so hard. They were silent for a good few minutes, the only sound was flesh hitting flesh as they just fucked each other like animals. Finally Sammy pushed Eli off and threw his older brother on his back. He kicked Eli's legs apart with his own and just shoved his cock back into him. Eli grunted a Sammy began to piledrive into him like a madman. Eli was beyond words, all he could do was mew and moan as Sammy completely destroyed his jock pussy. I thought that was going to tbe the worst of it but Sammy grabbed Elis throat and bore down on him. “You're my cunt now, right? This is my cunt now!” Eli nodded, unable to speak with his air being cut off. “You're my cumdump now, this is my pussy and you will present it whenever I say, do you understand me?” Eli nodded again, his eyes rolling back into his head. I was about to stop him when Sammy let go and grabbed his brother's cock. “You belong to me know, this is my pussy, this is my dick. You live just to service me.” Eli moaned a low, “Yessssssisiitrrrr...” and then came like a freight train. Cum sprayed all over Sammy's abs as his brother convulsed around his cock, his arms failed and his toes curled as he realized his dream of getting grudgefucked by his little brother. Sammy pumped a few times and then pulled out of his brother, moving up to his mouth, “Open! Open your fucking mouth!” Eli opened his mouth as Sammy placed his massive head on his brother's tongue. He stroked his huge shaft twice and began spewing cum into Eli's mouth. “Drink it, drink all of it...that's your fucking milk now. This is what you eat for breakfast...” Eli groaned at the debasement but slurped up every drop of Sammy's massive load like a calf to a tit. Once he was done Sammy grabbed a hunk of Eli's hair, “Clean it off, lick your filth off my cock.” And like a tamed cat, Eli leaned in and licked all of the cum and lube off his little brother's cock, a smile on his face the whole time. Sammy looked over at me and winked, I had never been so turned on in my fucking life.

The next couple visits to the survey site were the same routine: check in, answer questionnaire, go fuck like rabbits get sex hormones. Several of the guys we saw on campus had become our friends and fuck buddies, always willing to give a guy a helping hand when the need arose. Matt and I were becoming more than casual friends and Pete was becoming our regular third - when he wasn’t out fucking one of his buddies. Mid-terms came and went and the holidays were fast approaching. Matt and I had just finished one of our post mid-term exams that one of our Instructors had thrown in just before the holidays. We were taking a break in the dorms when Pete came in with Toby and they flopped down on his bed. We all just kind of shot the bull for about a half hour. Toby had been fondling Pete and it looked like the two had begun getting closer as Matt and I made out on my bed. Toby asked if we had gotten a survey party invitation recently as he was beginning to feel slutty again. We all laughed and said only one party had been planned for that weekend that we knew of and it seemed everyone who had been attending had been invited to this huge party. Toby then dropped a bomb on us when he mentioned that he was suspecting that the survey was just a rouse to have conversion - bareback parties near the college and get as many boys/men breed. We all looked at Toby like what the fuck you talking about? and Toby explained that he knew some of the guys were bug chasing and that there were others who had been gifting. We all were in denial but upon reflecting we all knew he was right and that our behavior was probably going to land us in the plus column. We put it out of our conscious thoughts and fooled around and had a mini orgy in the room as we helped Toby get over his need for seed, each of us making deposits to fill his sperm bank. Now, having had the validity of the survey called into question - at least in our minds - almost lead us to decide not to go to the party, which was to be held on Saturday starting at 2:00 P.M., but, like lemmings drawn to a cliff, we all ended-up going en masse to the warehouse to see what would happen. We each entered and signed in and were told to go to a interview room very much like our first visit. Unlike our first visit there were no questions to answer just a examiner and a second person available for unknown purposes holding a clip board. I entered and sat next to a small table. The examiner walked up to me and asked me to sign a consent form for a swab test just inside my cheek. I signed the consent form and he swabbed between my gums and my cheek for a couple seconds then placed the swab in a vial and said it would be a few moments, the guy with the clip board then approached and asked me questions about my outside sex habits and discussed my sexual activity while at the parties. He also asked me questions such as Was I aware that I had had over 150 sex partners in the past 10 weeks mostly at the parties? and Most of my sexual partners had likely been exposed to sexually transmitted diseases? I sort of shrugged and responded "It's kind of a thrill to play this Russian roulette sex game and, yeah, I somewhat knew the risks." It then about 20 minutes later that the examiner whispered in his ear and then he looked at me sternly and asked if I was going to participate in the evening’s festivities now knew that I was now HIV positive. I knew the risk and the probability and also knew that most of the other participants tonight were getting the same results. I replied "I'm gonna fuck like there is no tomorrow" and asked "Would you like my first load of the evening?" They both chuckled and replied merely "Enjoy my new freedom." I walked out to find Toby, Pete and Matt along with several other of our gang bang party undressing in the locker room. I approached Pete and Matt and Asked “So, what were your results?” They both got a shit-eating grin and answered “What do you think?” We all laughed and looked over at Toby. He said “Still negative, boys. You’re going to have to try harder.” We all knew who was the first to get our loads that night, and so it was: Toby was a bigger cum dump than we had ever seen him be that night. As we fucked and sucked through the crowd, most of our group having tested poz, we wasted no time seeking-out fresh asses to fuck and cocks to by which to be fucked. Many of the faces and were familiar, although some fresh new faces were present. While Toby was taking a brief break at the bar he mentioned that the survey people had brought in some fresh negative meat for the party, guys who, like he, were hot bug chasers, trying to get knocked up. This salacious tidbit turned me and I eagerly felt-up Toby’s ass to find that, even with a but plug was place, cum was seeping out. I knelt down and rimmed around the plug tasting the sweet cum of at least a dozen men mixed together. When his hole was clean-up, I slapped Toby’s ass and told him "Go forth and be seeded, man!" As I rose up and turned around there was Matt. I gave him a huge wet kiss, sharing the some of the cum I had obtained from Toby. I managed to be breed by at least a dozen men myself before pumping my seed in a hot 18 year old who I had seen on campus. His ass was tight and it felt like I had popped his cherry. As I was about to exploded into his hole he suddenly asked me to stop and to pull out. I told him "Fuck no - this is why you're here - now, take my demon seed like a man." He begged me to not seed his hole, but I ignored his pleadings, thrusting all the way into his ass. What had been a trickle of precum was about be a white wash of the real stuff. I told him it was too late that I had dribbling my precum into his ass for several minutes, and that my seed was already sneaking past his ass walls, giving him with the gift of barebacking freedom. He wimpered some more and I was getting ready to pull out when he suddenly began begging me to seed his ass and give him the gift of my poz cum. I plunged forward burying my cock to the hilt and driving past his second hole when I shoot my first volley deep in his gut. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Matt and Pete coming up upon me as I pulled out of the boys wreaked hole Pete slid in, where he made his deposit before Matt took over and pounded the boy good for another load. I had been fucking the boy in a corner near the steam room and as Matt began to shoot the boy began to piss on himself. Pete and I joined him and began pissing into his open mouth as the boy began to drink down what was being offered. The night began with a bummer but soon I was turning into a pervert whose job it was to cum and piss on and in as many guys as I could. I wanted to be a 'Prime A Gifter' and make the dreams of the bug chasers come true. I also wanted to be recharged by as many guys as I could. We found Toby later that night, a total mess and fucked up. He apparently had put out the no-loads-refused, fuck-me-as-rough-as-you can' sign because his ass looked like a Mack truck could drive into its bloody confines. We found his butt plug and shoved it into his dripping orifice and slid some rubber panties on him as we dressed and walked him home. Someone had obviously gotten him drunk as he was totally out of it. The next day Toby came over to our dorm room and apologized for his behavior the night before. We naturally gave him the that’s what good friends are for, speech, adding he was right that the survey was an elaborate cover for a series of conversion parties, although I added that they were collecting data on the animal nature of man-to-man sex, and that no disease was going to stop the raw need to breed and to be bred. We all laughed as Toby dropped his trousers, bent over and removed the plug from his ass, taking care not to spill a drop of what cum remained inside. As we admired his hole he asked if anyone wanted to contribute to his cause and fuck him, providing yet more poz cum. We all jumped in and slid our cock deep in his hole and unloaded our seed, uniting with the cum he had taken the night before. I might add as Pete loved to felch, he sucked out some of the fresh cum, of course mixed with the blend from the previous night, snowballing it back to Toby.

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

There was this hottie versatile guy visiting both our profiles on gayromeo, planning a sex adventure while visiting our town, leaving blank the safe sex option (how revealing...): 46 years old, 180cm, 72kg, defined muscled body, jarhead, trimmed body hair, beautiful cock with a 0 gauge PA, nice rosebud, according to the pics he sent. Since both me, 54, 176, 69, bald, no facial hair, smooth, slim, nice thick 20cm cock, accomodating hole, and my bf, 55, 178 70, full beard, short cropped hair, hairy, athletic, gorgeous 24cm beer can cock, great fucker, eager fistee, as myself, stated we preferred long sessions, he assumed, correctly, we like to pnp, and, quite surprisingly, went straight to the matter: if we would like to have him over for a long raw session. By the look of the chat it seemed to me it was more interested in getting his hole well used – fine, by me, but I wanted some meat inside, as well. That would require some careful planning... We got ready, taking our time prepping the fun room: suspended sling, mirrors on all walls, our music mix, with a heavy bass, standing by – perfect for what we had in mind, plastic covered mattress on the floor, on cleaning our insides, putting our leather harnesses, leather jocks, metal thick cockrings, with strings around our cocks and balls, heavy metal ballrings, slipping a couple of pills, cialis and kamagra. No other chems, so far: we wanted to be aware and in control... We prepared two joints, one “plain”, the other spiked with tina (no one can blame us on not treating well our guests). Some other things were prepared, then… Not knowing the extent of his experience we took extra care on how we would have him taking G, without him noticing: we placed an opened bottle of coke, replacing a third of the content with G, dissolving a couple of viagras, and stored it in the freezer. After all, I wanted him to be open to some suggestions on fucking me, as well. And we waited, just letting some of our friends know that we would not go to the baths, later, entertaining a foreign guy. He got at our place at the appointed hour: we guessed he had arrived earlier and waited, so punctual he was... I opened the door and there he was: just like the pics he sent (always good news) with one different thing: we wore glasses, thick ones. I was glad for that, anticipating he would be without them, soon enough, so we would not notice all the equipment we had in our fun room: our devoted cams and mikes... He entered our living room, sat on the end of the couch and started small talk. We could see right then he was quite nervous, fidgeting hands, dry mouth... Dry mouth? I asked, leaving to get his coke I must say I was the only one speaking to him, in a third language, since he did not speak mine, and my bf only speaks native. I left to get it and took another closed bottle and, casually, opened it, in the corridor, in front of him, spilling some, on purpose. While “cleaning” the mess, I switched the bottles… He was so thirsty he drank the entire 33 cL almost on one gulp. Made a funny face but didn’t mention anything. G as incredible as it is, made him melt on the couch, he himself took off his glasses and smiled, getting closer to us, saying that without his glasses he could not admire our bodies so well… Since we had put the heater on, it was child’s play having him removing his clothes: military boots, which he put on, later, his jacket, revealing a thigh t-shirt that showed a leather harness, good taste…, bleached jeans, leaving a white jock, letting us know his cock was already on full extent. He was indeed a hunk and that made us quite horny and eager to start the festivities. We lit our joint, to start relaxing and getting in fuck mode and asked if he wanted some to which he said yes, immediately. We offered the other one, so he could relax, since it was understandable he would be more nervous than us. It was visible the way he started to slur his words and it was quite easy compelling him to start rimming my hole, right there, in the sofa. My bf was helping him by fingering his hole and pushing his head against my butt. I was glad it took no convincing him to get up and to start fucking my hole. His cock, although not as thick as my bf’s, was quite good and he knew how to manage it, teasing my sphincter and then pushing it all the way in, touching my second ring, the weight of his PA was great to feel inside. We easily took him to our playroom and I asked if I could place a ball ring, similar to ours, and a string to make everything bulgier. He had great balls and, with the ring, he eventually fucked my hole with them We put the music on and it was amazing the way he responded, starting humming and that defined the way we communicated from that point on: three hummers… Although altered by the chems, he showed initiative: he proposed to fist both of us, on the mattress, and we gladly accepted. The fucker was quite skilled and we were happy we took our time cleaning: he was reaching and passing, easily, our second ring. I climbed on the sling and he rimmed my hole, alternating with sucking my bf’s cock. He went on fuck me again and he was quite into it. And I was thinking he was mostly a bottom… My bf asked me if he could be in the middle and after consulting him, he happily agreed. It was great to watch the happiness on my bf’s face, since I really don’t fuck him, enough. That guy was making my bf’s fucking me even better than usual. I was so pleased by the turn of events, I proposed him to be fucked by my boyfriend. He made a quite funny face and asked to leave to get something from his pocket. We went along and the fucker presented us a bag of tina and a handful of ecstasy pills… Nervous or not, the guy had some hidden talents, after all. The three of us took the pills and he said he needed a booty bump to get fucked by my boyfriend. That request came right into our design of the night. We prepared his booty bump, not being modest in the amount – his tina, after all, and placed him on the sling. We inserted the syringe carefully into his so far tight hole and pushed the tina inside… Then he really started sweating. We waited a while and start playing with his hole: first with a metal round bar – he said the cold of the metal inside his hot hole was amazing, then we placed a vinyl anal stretcher and gazed at his perfect pink inner walls. After he asked we both pissed inside his hole and he was in heaven. He started to piss and I was to drink all of it, feeling me getting high from the chems in his system. We removed the anal stretcher and my bf started to fuck him and they both started humming the same tune. It was great to see his hole expand and welcome my bf’s tool. The way his hole came out when my bf pulled out – just like the pics he had sent, forced me to ask my bf for a break so I could rim that beautiful rosebud. Licking and fingering, putting some more tina inside, his eyes rolling back… That was when I decided to climb on the sling, letting him fuck me with his hard cock. The position was ideal to rub some alcohol in his arm, selecting a proper vein to slam the fucker. We were not modest in the amount; it was from our supply of tina from which we had prepared our rigs, before. He coughed and I could feel his cock getting its own life, inside of me. We slammed, at the same time, and that was the moment, the three of us became one. I really think we shot at the same time, but maybe it was a cascade: my bf shooting his load inside of him, he exploding inside my hole and I shooting all over his chest and face. We took a break and went to the living room, to get some rest and to chat a little. That was when he revealed he had taken two viagras, to ensure himself he would be able to fuck, since he noticed we would like to be fucked as well, the clever guy… We gulped some water, to re-hydrate and relaxed, checking our apps and pc. It turned out that some of our friends wanted to come and join the fun.

Yup, I'm a submissive bottom whose nipples are wired to my ass. The problem I've found is that the men who do like to play with my nipples are very timid about it, rarely getting to even 20% of what I can take. The right level of intensity in nipple play can turn me into a growling, primal animal on your dick. I'd love to find a guy willing to explore how he can control me and get my ass to spasm and contract on his dick using my nips.

The more intense, the better.

@losolent - awesome story telling as usual. Loved it

Exactly what you did: Fuck and breed his cunt.

Again, what you’re claiming about the survey results is false. 80% said they did not personally feel unwelcome by the Boystown name. That’s different than saying they did not think the name was a problem. Maybe it’s clearer if you think about how these two survey questions are different: 1. “Do you personally feel unwelcome in the neighborhood due to the name ‘Boystown’?” vs. 2. “Do you have a problem with the name ‘Boystown’?” There are some people who would respond to those two questions differently. I am a frequent visitor to Chicago and to Boystown/Northalsted. I do not personally feel unwelcome by the Boystown name for the neighborhood, so I would answer “no” to the first question. But I can see how others, particularly women, would personally feel unwelcome by the Boystown name. If I know (as I do now from the actual survey) that 20% of people personally feel unwelcome by the name, I respect those people enough to the point that now I do have a problem with the name, even though I myself do not personally feel unwelcome by it. So I would respond “yes” to the second question. This is the second time you’ve made this claim about the survey, and the second time I’ve had to correct you about it. Either you’re having difficulty understanding the difference between the actual survey results vs. what you’re claiming (which is fine, no shame in that, just admit it and we can move on with the accurate results), or you’re being willfully dishonest to try to support your position better.

hell yes....with the purpose of taking any cock

Are any of the Eagle bars TRUE leather bars any more though?

The exact formulas for how many posts and how long a member = how much freedom to participate aren't published anywhere. The site owner set that up, presumably deliberately, to prevent people from gaming the system to try to get to higher levels faster (to then cause trouble). The universal recommendation is to keep posting and participate in the forums. Find things that interest you and comment on them. The more you do, and the longer you do it, the faster you "level up" (in gaming terms). Your posts don't have to be masterpieces of insightful thought, but you'll get a better reputation, I suspect (even if it doesn't directly impact your level) if you put a bit of thought into what you write. The thing about this site is that it's not primarily, at heart, a hook-up site. There is a personals section, divided geographically, but most of the interactions are topical and discussion-based rather than "looking for someone to fill this hole". That's why the system requires participation in order to advance to the levels where you can interact more directly with other members.

Cool question... from both sides of the flip. my first cock didn't hurt... i discovered my ass as a sex organ at 7 with an enema nozzle and after that, everything i saw that was remotely shaft or cock shaped went into me. i straddled the guy and just went for it. He knew i was a virgin and said: "whoa, wait a minute" and ran and got some Vaseline Intensive care lotion. my memory of that was how full i felt. Guys who don't have a clue (or do and don't care) can cause searing pain if they just slam into an unopened hole. i think this is one of the ways where a mans pussy and a womans pussy probably differ the most? An ass is designed to open and close over and over, a woman's vagina is and opening only, not an opening and closure. i've taken a few thousand cocks, and i have been purposely gaped (over time) by a Top fb. i don't close up like i did before cock, so a guy who slams into me can bring a tear to my eye and cause me to bite my mattress... but i know that'll pass, so i just breath into the pain till it transforms to pleasure. Not many guys do that... i take it, but i don't appreciate it. Bullies don't impress me as powerful, but instead strike me as weak and sort of childish. Just my take, feels kind of school yard. The best fucks for me are the guys who get in my head, who penetrate my mind and emotions as much as my hole. i got fucked hard a couple of days ago by a Top who seemed to have endless stamina and made an unrelenting assault on my hole. He used little lube (which wasn't the same as dry, there were 3 loads already in from an earlier Top), but the Top had been long and most of His cum was deep, so i felt friction. He liked to go balls deep, then completely withdraw, which feels erotically frustrating for me, almost teasing? Filling me, then making me empty... it also has more of a gaping effect and feels like i am having my insides pulled out (it's all awesome). If a guy is a silent shooter (i personally love it when He tells me He is breeding me), i can tell. i know some can feel when a Top shoots, i cannot feel it shooting in, though i can feel if His cock is spasming... but if the Top is fucking through the orgasm, i can only tell after He has shot because my hole becomes slippery and cum sloppy. It goes from me feeling friction in my hole to feeling very slippery, and usually some cum running down my taint. There are so many sensations, so much depends on the Top. Angle, Hitting the prostate. Few guys seem to know how to do that. i think the prostate is one way a Top can really control the bottoms pleasure, really own it and make the bottom dependent on Him for pleasure. When a Top knows what He is doing and purposely fucks my prostate, i start out working, being able to hold and squeeze His cock with my ass muscles, but the Top who purposely assaults my hole with the intent to open me, i can reach a point where i loose control and submit, opening and not being able to shut. That's also a deep mind fuck for me too, it feels like complete possession, like He 'won' the war lol.

Nothing turns me on more than hearing "take my load" or words to that effect.

I love cigar smoking daddies huge turn on me at his feet worshipping his boots sucking his daddy cock as as he sits back. Pushing his cigar inside me eating my hole blowing smoke inside me . Best of all pushing his daddy dick in me still smoking his cigar

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.

Part Nine Leaving me with a throbbing hard on, “What the fuck is that kid doing to me?” I asked myself. It wasn't hard to have the guys set up a COD night. I ordered pizza and buffalo wings, a bunch of beer, coke and one 2 liter of Mountain Dew. I opened it up and slipped enough GHB to make him feel like he was completely wasted. I tightened it back up and made sure that no one was to touch it. I set up the camera in my room and made sure there was room in my closet for Sammy to watch this go down. Finally I out one hit of Molly in my pocket, so there was no time lost looking for it. A quarter to seven they knocked on the door and I felt my dick stir when I opened it and saw Eli up close. He was taller than Sammy, maybe 6'3” in sneakers with an unruly mop of hair that was too long for him. His face was cute in a Shaggy from Scooby Doo kind of way, his face was tanned from practicing in the sun and a light sprinkling of freckles danced across the bridge of his nose. His t shirt hung off of him, making him look like a scarecrow until you got down to his legs. His legs were fucking sex. Hard thighs, huge calves and a tan that made me want to see where it ended. All in all he was one of those super cute, skater looking guys that wander around all college campuses. The only difference is that his siblings were fucking Greek gods and everyone knew it. I assumed this was how that one Hemsworth brother felt, two brothers that were liquid sex and then him, who would have been handsome in any other family but was now just the normal one. Eli was the normal one and he knew it. “Hey man, come on in,” I said nodding him by. Sam walked in behind him with a bratty smile on his face that made me want to either smack him or kiss him. Or both. I watched Eli's ass as he headed over to there the guys was, I was going to enjoy eating that out. “We good?” Sammy asked me. I nodded, “The closet is empty, when he gets woozy go hide so you can watch.” He was cupping his cock through his shorts and I shook my head, “Focus. Remember, this is about control, not just sex.” He nodded and tried to look serious, but it wasn't working. I headed over to the TV where the guys were choosing the teams. I sat down and watched, waiting for my time. Once they had teams they came up with a list of order and as I had requested, Eli was one of the last ones to play. As the first two guys went at it he walked over to me, “Anything to drink?” “There's pizza and wings over there and all the drinks are in the fridge.” He nodded and wandered off. A few moments later his head popped around the corner “Hey, is this Mountain Dew fair game?” “Dude no one here drinks that, someone bought it by mistake, it's all yours.” He smiled, “Sweet.” Sweet indeed. He came and sat down next to Sammy and me with a plate full of molten spice wings and his two liter. “Love these wings,” he said biting into the first one, “John and him don't like spicy foods,” he gestured at Sammy. “There's no taste, it's just fucking hot!” Eli grinned and took a huge swig off his two liter, “I know, that's what's good about it.” I pulled out a joint, “You wanna spark with us?” Eli nodded as he kept eating, “Hell yeah.” I lit it and passed it to Sammy first, “This is strong shit though, so be warned.” Sammy took a long drag and then passed it to Eli. “I candle my smoke,” he said, taking an even longer one, just to outdo his little brother. This guy was so predictable. He passed it back to me and went back to devouring his wings, taking a drink after each one. By the time the joint came back around to him again he was buzzed. “Whoa,” he said taking a small hit, “You weren't kidding about this shit.” “Told you, it's medicinal.” It was nothing of the sort, but he didn't need to know that. “Fuck...” he said, almost dropping the joint. “Dude, thought you could hold your smoke,” I said taking it away from him. “Me too,” he said, his words slurring slightly. “How much have you eaten today?” I asked sounding concerned. He held up his plate. “Fuck man, here, take this.” I pulled the molly out and put it in his hand. “Whas this?” “Super B complex and caffeine, it's a super booster man.” He just nodded and popped it into his mouth and took another swig. I waited as he swayed on his seat, his plate of food falling off his lap. “Whoa!” I said grabbing the plate off the carpet, “Ok man, you're blitzed.” He just giggled. “Ok, come on man,” I said putting an arm under his shoulder and helping him up, “You can go lie down until your turn is ready.” “My drink...” he said as I walked him towards the stairs. “It's cool man, I'll bring it up later.” “K...” he said as I walked him up to my room. “Your weed is too strong..” he said as walked him into my room and laid him down on my bed. “I tried to warn you man, we like our smoke hard around here.” “Fuck it's hot in here...” “No it ain't man, it's just you.” It wasn't just him, it was the space heater I had on but again, things he didn't need to know. “Here, take your shirt off.” I pulled his shirt up and he raised his hand as I peeled it off. And marveled at the body of Eli Parker. Where Sammy worked out and it showed, Eli literally had no body fat whatsoever. His metabolism must be off the charts because he looked like he had a god damned ten pack. His muscles were all solid and toned like nothing I had ever seen before. He sighed a little bit as I had taken his shirt off which meant the Molly was kicking in. “Dude,” I said feeling his abs, “You're fucking ripped.” He gave a little moan from my touch and then gave, “Thanks man...lots of soccer.” “Still hot?” I asked and all he did was nod. “Here,” I said pulling his shoes and socks off, “Lift your ass up.” “Huh?” he asked looking up as I tugged his shorts off, leaving him in just pair of white, Hugo Boss briefs. “Feel better?” He laid his head back down and nodded. I turned off the heater with my foot and whistled in admiration “Your calves are amazing.” I was feeling his legs up with abandon, all I got from him were sighs of contentment. “That feel good?” I asked, tracing up his thigh. He nodded with a huge smile on his face. He was hard but I avoided his groin and moved up his abs again. He arched his back, pressing upwards into my touch. When I got to his fat nipples I gave one a tweak and was instantly rewarded with a lustful moan. “Noooo.....” he said, not trying to remove my hand at all, “Tooo sensitive...” “Oh is that a Parker thing, you all have delicate nipples,” I said as I pulled on both of them at once. He bucked again as he whined in pleasure. “You think John has sensitive nipples?” I asked, moving up to his ear, “You think you could make him scream like this?” The thought of having something over John was a huge turn on for him and he groaned as I licked around the edge of his ear. “Ohh......fuck....”he intoned, moving his head to the side to give me more access. “That one of your spots?” I asked in a whisper. He nodded and I stuck my tongue into his ear, making him scream as he pushed my head further into him. I moved down his neck and he began to make sounds close to a purr as I nibbled lightly. “No....no marks...” he pleaded. “Shhhh...” I said putting a finger over his mouth, “No one knows what were doing.” He seemed to calm down and I slipped my finger into his mouth as I went back to his neck. His tongue swirled around it and I knew this kid was horny as fuck. I moved down to his chest, taking each nipple into my mouth and biting it softly, making him squeal each time. He was fully hard now, his cock straining at his briefs like a dolphin trying to breach the water. I cupped it and he pushed into my hand, I moved quickly back to his ear. “Uh oh, someone is hard.” He raised his head and looked down at his hard cock and then laughed. “You liking this bud?” He nodded. I put my hand over his dick again and his eyes closed for a moment before he shook his head, “No....no....not a fag.” “Dude I ain't one either....you're the one who's hard.” I rubbed him through the thin material again and he groaned in response. “Look man, I'm not into guys but I'll help you out, you know bro to bro?” He looked like he was resisting the option so I nibbled on his ear again as I rubbed his hard on. “Oh shitttt......” he whined as he pushed into my hand again, smearing precum all over the front of his underwear. “It'll just between us ok, no one has to know. Bro to bro.” I stopped rubbing him and he whimpered. He looked over to me, “No one?” “No one.” “Not gay though...” “Just bro stuff....” I assured him. He was silent. “You want me to help?” Eyes still closed he nodded. “Take off your underwear.” I know Sammy was watching so I wanted him to see how important it was to make the guy do these things himself, so later he can't say he had no control. He reached down and pulled them off, tossing them to the floor. His cock was nice, a solid seven and half inches of beef. A respectable length any guy would kill for, any guy who wasn't a Parker. He knew he was the runt of the litter when it came to cocks, so the key here was to fluff his ego up, making him that much more receptive to my advances. “Dude nice cock,” I said gripping it and slowly tugging on it. “Fuc......thanks.....” “I mean it, you're huge,” I said, pretending to weigh his dick in my hand. “You should see my brother's....” “Sammy have a big cock?” I asked, stroking him. “Huge...he used to come downstairs in just undies on and his cock was thick as fuck.” As he was talking I was stroking him harder, licking his ear, getting him to equate Sammy with sex. “You just stare at it?” He nodded, “I'd kill for that cock.” I let the obvious double entendre go. “Ever see him fuck someone?” I asked, gripping him harder. “Yeah...fuck.....oh....no....but I know he has.” “Your little brother tears up pussy I bet.” He groaned, “Yeah...if I had that dick I would....oh yeah...that feels good.” “Can you imagine Sammy's huge cock fucking someone?” “Yeah...” he hissed as I rubbed the tip of his dick. “You ever jack him off?” “Wha? No!” he said vehemently. “Can't you imagine though, that thick ass cock in your hand...what it must feel like to stroke that?” I was stroking him as I talked. “I...I....He stammered. “Just feeling the flesh move up and down his shaft, I mean I bet that feels fucking boss.” He sighed, “Yeah...it would....” I stopped stroking him and got off the bed, he looked up at me confused. I tore my shirt off and kicked my shorts off, standing naked next to the bed. He was staring at my cock. I'm not one to brag but I have a thick eight inches that is a bulldog kid of member. My head is huge and it intimidates anyone who sees it. “Like that?” I asked, moving on to the bed with him. “You're huge,” he said in awe. “I'm ok here feel...” I moved his hand over my dick and at first he did nothing. Then, as if in a dream, he began to stroke me slowly, his eyes glued to mu piece the whole time. “Yeah, see that's a big cock right?” He nodded, licking his lips. “Hey, I know what will feel good,”I said pulling my dick from his grasp. I knelt between those fucking thick legs and licked the length of his dick. “Ohh.....shit.....” “Feel better right?” I asked, and then went back to licking. “Fuck yeah, that is....oh yeah....” I put my head around his head and he went wild. He was bucking his cock up as I slathered my tongue all around it. He grabbed my head and was just losing his shit. I popped up, pretending I was out of breath. “What the fuck man?” I exclaimed. “S-sorry....I was just...it felt so good.” “It's supposed to, here, your turn.” I moved up and straddled his chest, putting my dick near his face. “I'm not going to suck you...” I reached back and stoked his hard cock, “Come on man, bro to bro. I did you, now you do me.” He was staring at my dick like it was a cobra, “You'll do me again?” I nodded. His tongue darted out and licked the tip of my head and I made a sound like it felt good. He licked again and I pushed forward, sliding my dick into his mouth. It first he did nothing but as I played with his dick he slowly started to swirl his tongue as he had with my finger. “Yeah, suck my cock. You like that big dick? You like seeing a man's cock?” He moaned around my shaft as my words penetrated his mind. “Come on, show me how to treat a man's cock. A big cock. A real cock.” His tongue sped up and I could tell the demeaning words were getting to him. Like most guys, on some level they wanted to be degraded, they wanted to be pushed down. It was a hierarchy thing that none of us understood, but right now Eli knew I had the bigger cock so I was the bigger man. And he was worshiping the bigger man. I let him work me over for a while before I pulled my cock back, his tongue fell out of his mouth, trying to follow it. “Yeah you like that?” I said, still straddling over him. He nodded, his face flush. “Lick my balls,” I said moving them over his mouth, “Worship them...” His tongue reached up and started to lick the underside of my balls. His hands gripped the sides of my waist as he steadied me, giving himself better access. “Clean them good, show me how you worship big dicks, the kind of dick you wish you had.” He licked faster. “Right? That's it right, you want a cock like this?” He nodded and said, “Fuck yeah!” I grabbed the top of his head and pushed it back, “Fuck yeah, sir.” Our eyes locked and I could tell we'd hit a barrier. He was defiant about this, and was about to resist. I slapped his face with my cock, “Feel that, feel that dick.” the slaps were loud as fuck and his eyes closed each time, “You feel that fucking cock boy?” He nodded. “Answer me boy!” He opened his eyes and looked at me. I pointed my cock at his mouth, “You want this dick?” With a defeated tone he sighed, “Please sir, let me suck your dick.” He opened up as I started to facefuck him hard. He held on for dear life, his tongue trying to pleasure me but soon he realized, he wasn't a active participant in this, I didn't need him to do anything to get off. He wasn't a partner in this. He was my cum receptacle. “I'm gonna shoot...” I said, feeling my balls start to churn. He tried to push me off him but I wasn't moving. “Gonna shoot a man's load down your throat, gonna fucking drown you.” He kept struggling and I grabbed his throat and he stopped moving. “Do not swallow. Do not spit it out. Hold it on your tongue, you hear me?” He looked up, scared as hell. “You hear me?” He nodded as I felt my head pulse. “Fucking eat my cum cocksucker.” He moaned as I shot into his mouth, it was a pretty good load and he choked a little as cum spilled out the corners of his mouth. I slowly pulled my member out and laid down next to him. “Open up, show me.” He opened his mouth and it was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. This straight, soccer playing virgin showing me my load on his tongue, begging for me to let him swallow. “Good boy, what a fucking stud,” I said leaning in to kiss him as I began to stroke his cock again. He moaned and kissed me back, my cum coating both of our mouths. The way he writhed under me, I knew that this boy was going to be easier to break than I thought.

The best part is when the poz top plants his toxic seed deep deep in my fertile gut starting that poz pregnancy hopefully growing a new Med resistant strain

There are a few but @CuriousDallas definitely sits at the top of my list.

Still neg here after 35 years of taking raw dick and getting flooded. I always had a thing for cum. I know for a fact that several of the guys were poz and I never really made a big deal of it. I went with the flow unless I felt uncomfortable in which case I usually just swallowed it instead lol. Always figured I'd end up poz - had a lot of survivors guilt for a while which probably made me more likely to take chances but it never happened. One of my favorites told me upfront and refused to fuck me without a condom. Another one never told me until after a condom broke. I was fine with him being poz but I wish he had told me upfront. Another one I met online had 2 profiles- one said negative one said undetectable. I never considered it a plus or a minus it was always just a thing. And I did love the feeling of taking the risk about as much as I loved feeling the skin on skin inside me (especially the uncut ones). So I saw an ad in the late 90s and signed up for a paid study at Columbia. They were researching a genetic abnormality in some people whose ancestors had gotten plague back in the day but survived. Apparently theres a gene thats passed down from them that makes you highly resistant to retroviruses. So now I know. I can get pozzed but it's rare that I could find a poz top with one of the rare strains that I'm not practically immune to. Go figure - yet another embodiment of white privilege I guess, but at least I was able to contribute to the development of prep which is based on that research. Anyway, those of you who wonder why you haven't been pozzed yet that may be your answer.

This storm is getting a lot worse as I ride my bicycle faster on this quiet road. I now think it was a mistake to help these people so far out of town today as I heard a big storm is coming. In the distance, I hear a vehicle coming, so I get as far right as I can on this narrow road. I think they hit me as I lose control of the bike and go down this embankment and crash. A little about myself self I'm 18 5ft 9 140 LBS. Just finished high school, at school, I was on the swim team, so I was hairless and in the fall will be going to the same faith-based Ministry school as my Father and Mother graduated. Next week we all are going away to South America with my 16-year-old brother for 3 months to help people in the backcountry. When I wake up from the crash, I'm on a bench tied down, and these men in long robes around me are chanting HAIL SATIN, and my mind goes racing that I had died from the crash and I'm in hell. I have never done anything wrong as I never jerk off after my mother caught me and told me never to do it again. Sex is only between a man & a woman to have children only, not for pleasure. One of these men kneels and says drink some of Satin juice as it will make it easier on you in excepting Satin's gift. I refuse, so he holds my nose, and I drink it tastes very bitter, but I was very thirsty. I feel someone spreading my ass cheeks then says SATIN will be very happy with this virgin as he is fingering the outside of my hole then starts to stick his finger, and I scream that it hurts they all yell HAIL SATIN. Another one comes over, and ties off my right arm with a rope looks into my eyes then says its a big honor to give you this slam as you enter your new life of the Brotherhood of SATIN. As the needle empties into my arm and the rope comes off, I thought they killed me as I'm coughing uncontrollably as they all yell HAIL SATIN as their robes come off. I see they are all naked with this big metal ring on the head of their dick and the look of a hungry tiger on their face. The one who's finger is in my ass now puts something else in and whisper into my ear in a few minutes this will burn but will make you so hungry for more and more. With their white robes on the floor a man comes in a bright red robe and ask what do you have for me, one says a fresh virgin who will soon become a member of the brotherhood. He keeps his maks on as he drops his robe and has an enormous size dick with a metal ring. He comes behind me and buries his face into my ass cheeks and uses his saliva and tongue, and it feels good. He then stands up, and I can sense the metal ring on my hole as he says we before you welcome a new member into the Brotherhood of Satin and then the most painful thing that ever happened to me so far in my life as I let out the most bloodcurdling scream as the all yell HAIL. SATIN. For the next 20 minutes, his dick is going in and out of my ass as fast as he can. Then for the first time I can feel his dick grow inside me as he grunts with the sweat running down from his body, he pauses then slaps me hard on my ass then his dick falls out from my sore hole then comes around in front and puts his dick by my lips and tells me to suck it and clean it. I see blood-red cum on his dick, so I open my mouth and taste my own blood with his toxic cum. The other members of this brotherhood now take their turn depositing their seed of SATIN into me, but the pain is getting less and less the more they fuck me, the more they fuck me, and the taste of the cum varies from man to man. I don't know how long I was there, but I was never allowed to sleep from the drugs they gave me and by the end, I did not see any blood on their dicks, and I was starting to enjoy it as for the first time I was cumming my self, and that feeling is what I want more of this. When I do wake up, I'm next to my bicycle in this ditch, and the firemen ars say be careful as they lay me on the backboard as they carry me up the slope. One tells me they have been looking for me for four days, and you are lucky to be alive. When we get to the hospital, my parents and my brother are waiting after the cat scan and other tests they the Doctor says I have a severe concussion and should be kept in the dark rooms and no traveling. My parents say they are leaving for a once in a lifetime trip the Doctor tells my parents to go on the trip as he can look after me as he is new in town and wants to get to know the community better. As my parents leave on their three-month journey, I will be home recovering at home, but was that all true or a dream of now being a member Satin brotherhood?

I voted Remain Negative because I don't have plans to convert right now. That might change but for now I'm staying on PrEP. In the first few months of 2020 I took about 50 poz loads raw on purpose and loved it. My current bf takes good care of my pussy so I haven't had any cravings for poz cock. But I think I'd have a really hard time saying no if it was offered. It's pretty much a guaranteed instant anal orgasm for me as soon as a poz dick slides into my ass.

always take loads in my arse , always take it bare , love the feeling of hot load inside my hole ,lucky had never had anyone pull out .

I experience the same frustration when watching porn. Internal cum shots can be faked so I guess pulling out is one technique some producers use to make it "real". OK. I can accept the "pulling out" for the first squirt, but please, stick it right back in. I find that most who pull out take too long before they continue fucking. It can still be hot for me but I much prefer an internal cum shot. For me what makes it real is to see the cum leaking out of the hole a the top slowly pulls out. Then I know that every moan and grunt were real.

Familys Mistake I still live at home with my parents and my little sister. I’m David, I’m 21, Gay, with a 16cm cock. About a year ago, we rented out the extra room in our house to a guy in his late 20s, Michael. I'm not sure what he does, but he's hot, keeps himself very fit, works out at the gym a lot. He has his own room with a separate entrance via the balcony and as well as a bathroom for his use so we don't disturb him in his privacy. In spite of these precautions, after a few weeks Michael didn't feel so much like an intruder or tenant, but more like a buddy or some like a member of the family. He ate with us, hung out with us in the evenings We all got along very well. Since he was that close, he was off limits for me to hit on. That is, until a week this winter. In one of my regular horny bouts I went cruising some of the clubs for guys. Already quite hammered at one point I noticed Michael dancing on the dance floor openly making out with a hot young guy. They were all over each other. I never knew Michael was gay! But here he was, grabbing ass, kissing deeply to loud music. In my drunken state for some reason I did not keep quiet but slurred at Michael what he was doing there and why he was making out with some random kid when he could have had the kid down the hall, at which I cheekily pointed both thumbs my way. He didn't seem very surprised to see me there, but trying to talk to me seemed to bore the hell out of his companion. The boy left and Michael had me sit down somewhere quiet. Damn, he was hot. A bit sweaty already, his abs glistening, the light fuss on his chest looking very inviting through the wife beater he was wearing. I could see part of a tattoo on his shoulder, but not what it was. Damn, I love tattoos. Looking back, I think he was waiting for my buzz to go down, keeping me off drinks, sensing me more conscious, he finally made his move. Did I mean what I told him on the dance floor? Hell, did I?!? I didn't even answer but moved closer to kiss him. Without any hesitation he kissed me back, pushing his strong tongue against my lips to open up to him, pulling my head to his with his hands behind my back. I moved my hands to his chest, first massaging, then pinching his nipples. As I dropped one hand to his lap, he pulled me up and towards the exit. No word was spoken. Hand in hand we left. We practically ran for the car and left for home. Never mind my family might notice. They were asleep by then, anyway. As Michael had his own entrance via his balcony in the backyard, we thought it wise to enter there. In his room he almost ripped the clothes off my body. There I was, in the same house as my parents, naked in front of the man we shared our house with. I was hard, naturally. Michael kissed me again, touched my body everywhere, pinched my nipples, which I love, and without a warning went down on my dick. Again, no words were spoken. We were just too horny to form any sensible words anymore. And we knew what we wanted. Leaving my hard dick Michael pushed me down in front of him. Intuitively, I knew what he wanted me to do. I did. His jeans were opened and fell down his muscular legs and I was face to face with his hard, veiny cock. No pants, that's nice! It was a real beauty, about 18cm, the head glowing purple and glistening from pre-cum. Not wasting any time kissing, I took it deep into my mouth in one go. Delicious! The salty fragrance filled my mouth, my nose pushed against the trim bush of his pubes, his hands on my head setting a quick rhythm. I did not resist, why should I? I wanted the very same thing. I must have sucked his dick for about 15 minutes, coating it with my saliva, making it slick. Michael stepped out of his jeans completely and gestured me to get onto the bed. I lay down on my back as the strong man crawled closer. Still, no words were exchanged, no word of status nor condoms. He just kissed me deeply once more and put his hard cock to my waiting hole. Damn, he was teasing me with it, moving it around my manhole, putting it to the opening, but never quite pushing in. I couldn't take it anymore and as he moved to the opening again, I pushed down a bit against the tip of his cock, The head slowly pushing my love-channel open. I moaned. Right then, he knew I was in and that's when he pushed forward. Slowly, sensually, he pushed his whole cock into my excited body, getting into a slow but steady rhythm, making sure we both got a lot out of this. This was more than a quick fuck, it was intimate and intense. I kept touching his body, my hands under the front of his wife beater, feeling up his muscular chest. Damn, this man was one hot piece of work. My legs in the air, me on top of him, him fucking me from behind. I could feel my stretched hole and his hard cock moving in and out, fucking me deeply, steadily, skin on skin. At one point when I was on my back again, he started a quicker beat, and I pushed back in time to show him I was along for the same end. He grabbed onto my shoulders pushing me down on the length of his dick, ever deeper. The silence was broken: "David, I will cum inside of you." I could only moan, completely unable to express anything in a sensible sentence. "Take my cum, David, you hot little slut boy." He moaned, I loved the intense expressions on his face as he released in my hole. I swear I could feel the cum flowing out. His hand moving closer to my own hard cock was enough to send me off, cum sprayed all over my belly and chest, he scooped it up and let it drip into my mouth slowly, his cock still in me. Only after five minutes did he roll off me. I snuggled into him and we slowly fell asleep. The next morning at some time between five and six, I woke up, remembering I should probably better go to my room. It was already light outside and a little light fell in through the shut windows. Michaels wife beater was all ruffled, baring the tattoo beneath: biohazard. That night I hardly slept at all. We must have returned home at some point between 2 and 3 in the morning, I couldn't have slept for more than an hour in his bed. Having seen his tattoo and knowing what it might mean, I was unable to fall asleep anymore. After throwing myself around in bed for quite some time, I switched on the TV to keep my mind from working at high speed. Did the tattoo mean what I thought it meant? Would he do that to me? It couldn't, he wouldn't. He probably just liked the design, or maybe he liked that horrible metal band. But then again, he is gay, he fucked me bare. What if he does that with anyone? How do I know that he doesn't slut around? How do I know that what we did was an exception? But, hell, it was really fantastic, wasn't it? Thinking back, condoms would have definitely destroyed the mood. Had I ever thought of them. I mean, we should have used them, they all tell us we should. But there is no way we would have. We were just too horny. But would I do it again? In my room a took my laptop to the bed, surfing for biohazard tattoos. Could Michael really be positive? Why didn't he tell me? Unconsciously, the pictures I clicked became skimpier and skimpier, and more and more of erotic matter. Damn, they do look hot, don't they? How many of these half naked, or rather: half erect, men are HIV positive? They sure did not look sick. Quite the opposite. They were hot. I'd them. Would I? Thinking about it, I realized in a way I already did. And Michael could keep up with the best of them. No, he didn't appear sick, either. He was positively healthy. If he managed to look like that, how much risk could I have taken? Even if he actually was positive, he seemed to get along alright. Over time I calmed down more and more, my hand on my dick having quite a part in my relaxation. Horny as I was, I knew I'd do him again. Any way he wanted. There was no way I'd turn down such a hot fucker literally down the hall. So there I was, horny, Fuck, I needed to get some. And I know where to get it. Just five minutes later I lightly knocked at Michael's door... It only took Michael 3 seconds to get to the door and open it. The door wasn't even opened by the time I had my tongue in Michaels mouth. I pushed myself into the room, Michael in front of me having to walk backwards, shutting the door with my foot. Michael didn't put up any resistance, at a quick glance I could tell he was in the mood. There was porn on the TV and lube on his nightstand. Seems he expected a solo night and got something better. I didn't need long to have my hands down his pants and slowly stroke his beautiful dick. It was already hard to begin with, so all I did was taking over the jerking. Stopping kissing for a moment I looked down to see a drop of pre cum forming on the head, looking delicious. So I slowly kissed down Michaels body, taking off his wife beater in the process, pulling down his pants, to eventually land my tongue on the ever-growing drop on his dick head. It tasted fantastic. I knew right then that I wouldn't stop before I got a whole lot more of his tasty dick secretions. Like a starving man I took his cock into my mouth, twirling my tongue around his shaft, licking his balls, worshiping his manhood. All this time Michael was completely silent. First surprised by my sudden appearance, then taken aback by my attack on his body, then fascinated by my horniness and will to pleasure him. But then he broke the silence, "I knew you'd come back, you slut!" I could only answer by trying to get more of his manhood down my throat. He helped me by putting his hands onto my head and pushing me down on himself, forcing more and more of his dick into me, choking me. I loved it. I loved the taste in my mouth, the steady stream of pre cum from his slit. I loved his forceful side taking over. I loved being on my knees in front of the man who shared the house with me and my family. I loved the little bit of doubt in the back of my head, the thoughts and fears of the morning pushed back into the furthest alleys of my conscience by reckless horniness. At that very moment I was all horniness, but there was this feeling of taboo, of crossing a line as well. Tears were forming in my eyes from being choked. Michael must have known my slight discomfort, as he forcefully pulled me of his cock and towards the bed. I was still fully dressed, so Michael almost ripped my jacket and shirt of me. As he started pulling on my shoes I quickly loosened my pants, allowing Michael to quickly tear them down my legs. In no time he was on top of me, kissing me deeply, our tongues wrestling, our cocks rubbing against each other. His hand found my dick with a soft tickle. The tickling concentrated on my balls, moving upward toward the head, then turned into jerking. I was hard as a rock and my hips started a rhythm pushing my dick into his fist. He hardly had to even move his hand. Separating our lips, Michael slowly kissed down my body. Starting with soft, sensual kisses on my neck, toward my chest, sucking on my hardening nipples. There he remained for some time, enjoying the feel of my nipples on his tongue and teeth, me enjoying his tongue and teeth on my nipples. At the same time, he kept his hand at my cock, my hips still moving in their ancient evolutionary rhythm. Eventually he kissed further down, taking some time at my belly button, then kissing inward in my hips, first left, then right, teasing me. Slow kisses from the sides toward my cock, never quite arriving. He took one hand to my ass, first slapping it in a harsh contrast to the soft touches of his lips in the front. Then he put a finger to my hole. Just as he slipped it in, his mouth found my cock. As his lips touched my dick head, a finger slid into me from behind. I was ecstatic, I moaned, I didn't know which way my hips should move: forward into his mouth or backward into his finger. Instinct knew what to do: both. I pushed my ass back unto his fingers then jerked forward into his mouth. The same rhythm I was in before, only more intense by being penetrated and penetrating. Michael slipped his fingers out of me to get some lube on them. His face was still on my cock, and has his hands reached for the lube I knew what he wanted to do and handed it to him. His mouth didn't even need to leave my cock and he didn't need to speak a word. Horny minds think alike. His lubed fingers got even deeper into my hole, opening it, more fingers sliding in, two, three. In the front, Michael was chewing on my balls by now, licking of the pre cum from my dick head once in a while. Then he pulled his fingers out of me turned around and put his cock to my mouth, never lifting his mouth from my crotch. I loved it. The feeling of my cock in his mouth while having his in mine. But Michael quickly tired of 69ing, threw himself around and pulled me on top of him. His hands pushed my down on his body until my ass was hovering above his hard dick. Even without his demanding hands I would have backed up onto his dick. The moment when the wet head slowly pushed my hole open was intense. I moaned out loud (in the back of my mind a voice tried to remind me of my parents down the hall and to keep the noise down). As he entered me ever deeper, Michael pulled my lips to his. The kiss went on until all of his dick was embedded into my hole. I started to move up and down on it and enjoyed the feeling of fullness and fulfillment. But Michael stopped me mid-movement. He held me up in the air, then pushing his crotch upward and fucking into me from below. Even working against gravity Michaels was fucking me with intense force, pushing all of his cock into me each time. He kept it up for an impressive time, but eventually he pushed me onto my hands and knees and fucked me from behind. From this position I could see myself in a mirror on the wall. And more importantly I could see Michael fucking me, his face contorted in lust. He noticed too and looked deeply into my eyes while giving me the fuck of my life. I moved my hand to my cock, but he slapped my hand away. He wouldn't have it. So he had me get on my back, with my head hanging down the edge of the bed, toward the mirror. His hand found my cock, his cock found my hole and he fucked and jerked us closer and closer to climax. "Do you want it?", he asked. "Yeah", I grunted. "I will fuck my load into you, are you close?" "Ugh", I felt my orgasm approaching. My body must have jerked, as Michael senses I was cumming. He sped up his fucking and just as cum started squirting from my dick I could see his face get red and through his clenched teeth he grunted: "Here comes Johnny!" There we lay in the afterglow. The passion and lust turning from aggressiveness to more tender hugs. With the worst of my horniness gone, the fog of lust gone, a question found its way from the back of my mind to my mouth: "Michael, you are positive, aren't you?" Kissing my brow, Michael breathed a shallow: "Yes." So there I was, poz cum in my hole, the second load in two days. Michael kissed me and hugged me tight, so any thoughts of getting to the bathroom and cleaning it out quickly vanished. And I had taken another one without getting it out again anyway. It seemed the deed was done. Thing was, I wasn't all that bothered. Right there, at that moment in Michaels arms it felt right. His body was warm, hot even, and out kisses started gaining passion again. "So, do you mind?" Michael asked. All I could answer was "I'm not sure. Yet." His hand found my cock at full attention again. "I know at least part of you doesn't." His hand moved up and down on my betraying dick. In a sudden, his mouth was around it. I know what being hungry for cock feels like, but I was still surprised at the vigor of this blow job. His fingers crawled to my hole while his mouth was filled with my dick. They found my slick hole ready for entry. In no time two fingers entered me and pushed in and out, opening my hole once again. He used both hands to pull at my hole, stretching it, then putt three fingers in and rubbed my insides raw. He had me. "Up for another go?" He didn't even wait for my answer. Nor did he need to. I fell forward into a nice doggy position, my ass up in the air, ready for the taking. Michael was already halfway inside of me when I said "Go for it!" Was I fucking crazy? He had just told me he had HIV and I welcomed him into again, bareback no less? The passion and lust of that moment is hard to explain. I guess part of me figured that the deed was done and one more load wouldn't matter. The other half was either giving a damn or getting off on the doubts and risk. Not that I really could think clearly with Michael in me. The more he got into me, the less I cared and the hornier I got. I caught myself moaning, then noticing that it wasn't really moaning, it was rhythmic chant, a mantra, if you will, "Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me." and so on. Michael did. Slow deep strokes. Hard strokes. Then half a minute of really fast hard fucking. Slapping my butt. Then repeat. It drove me wild with lust. He hard dick hit my prostate again and again, bringing me close to cumming. Michael sensed and slowed down, stretching out our lovemaking (was it lovemaking?). Eventually, Michael was at the point where he wanted us to cum. So he worked my prostate again with hard strokes, fucking the cum out of it. Just as I was in the process of cumming, Michael moaned: "Are you ready to get some more of my poz cum?" "Ugh" "Are you ready to get pozzed?" "Fuck me." "Are you?" "Yes! Fuck me! Poz me! Fuck me! YES!" It was the passion speaking, I was far gone. The orgasm was mine, though. It was intense. In the mirror I could once again see Michael tense up, and as he grabbed my butt and plowed deep into me, cumming he shouted "Take my poz cum, David!". I hoped my parents hadn't heard. I woke up several hours later, with two poz loads still in my hole. Michael was beside me on sleeping face down. The biohazard tattoo was now in clear view. It was beautiful, deep black with a blood red lining. I traced its lines as I thought about its meaning. Michael must have felt, as he started moaning softly. I couldn't see whether his eyes were open but I didn't stop touching his beautiful back. First I gave him a light massage, but moved my head closer to get his sexy fragrance. I was close to his tattoo when I sensed him definitely waking up. So I started kissing his back, more specifically, the tattoo. Just as I had retraced the lines with my fingers I now retraced it with kisses and my tongue. It was like acknowledging what we had done and that I loved it. He knew and asked: "You like my tattoo, don't you?" "It's really well done - and it's hot." "One of these days you may want one of your own. You definitely deserve one." I had to let those words sink in. "You know that I'm neg right?" "I wouldn't be too sure about that now. And the way you're picking up guys and taking them raw..." "Did you know my status?" "I guessed it from your reaction yesterday, but who am I to ask? If someone is up for fucking, that's that. Don't ask, don't tell. But I'm glad you came back." He was right. I made choices, once drunk, Twice super-horny. But nevertheless I chose every time to have sex with him. And the last two times could not be excused with ignorance. I knew it and I chose it. It was still quite a shock to admit to it. My mouth was still on his tattoo. I couldn't stop adoring it. "When did you get it, Michael?" "The tattoo or the bug?" "Both, I guess" "The tattoo about two years ago, the bug about 4." "How did you get HIV?" "Like this, from sex. I knew what I was doing, knew the risk and knew the pleasure. So I was okay with the diagnosis." "Do you know who gave it to you?" "No. See, I fucked around a lot back then, and still do. I was at gang bangs every other weekend and gave my ass up for everyone who was there quite a few times. Not mentioning all the poz or pozcum-filled asses I've fucked myself." "You if you hadn't hooked up with me, you'd have taken that boy home?" "Him, some other one, there is always someone for a versatile guy" "You mean for a hot versatile guy as you are." "Thanks, David. But you see, you proved my point. And you enjoyed it, judging from your coming back." "I did. So do you still go to gang bangs?" "Once in a while. You meet interesting people there." I didn't understand then what he meant. "All bare?" "Sure enough. I'd hate wasting all that cum. You're quite intrigued by it, aren't you? Have you ever been in a gang bang?" "No. I once made out with two guys, kissing, groping, but nothing more. It was hot though." He turned around and stroked my half-erect cock. "So, would you like to change that and actually have a threesome?" "Only with people I could trust....but I might know a guy up for it." I knew James thought Michael was hot. I knew James would be horny enough to be up for it (as long as he didn't cum). But James didn't know about Michael's status, I had never told him. Should I? Would he mind? Michael had his mouth on my cock again by then. His saliva was all over it. Suddenly he asked me to lie down on my back. My dick was rock hard and was sticking up. Michael gave it a few more sucks and spat on it. Then he sat down on it. To see the guy who lived with my family moving his hole down my raw hard cock, to see his passionate expressions as he did was super hot. He loved getting fucked just as much as fucking. My hands were on his tight ass in no time, his mouth and mine locked in a kiss. He did all the work, taking my dick as deep as it got, moving in a heavy rhythm. I knew the difference between safe and bare fucking, having done both, but at that moment I understood why people would do nothing else then raw, natural sex. At that moment I knew why people took so much risk just for feeling skin on skin. And I understood it even better just a few seconds later, when I filled Michael with a load of cum. The next afternoon I didn't have much to do, so I walked over to James' house. I was both horny and nervous. James sensed something was up right away. I guess it was the sex, he has this eery sex-detector going. So I told him. I told him about spending another night with Michael, about switching positions and how much I enjoyed being with him, how hot he makes me and how uninhibited I tend to be with him. And I told him about being found out by my sister. That really got his attention. He'd always had the hots for her and he made me tell him everything about the conversation. I wanted to leave things out, but he kind of managed to fill the blank spots. He was intrigued. He wouldn't let go of the topic, and in an attempt at changing it I spurted out "Michael asked me about threesomes." "What?" "He asked me whether I ever had one or ever thought about having one?" "So...did you?" "Nope, but I kinda like the idea." "Well, I did and it's hust as hot as you think." "You did? Why did you never tell me? I never thought there was a guy open to that, let alone two." "Sure I did. It's intense! You can suck one and fuck one. Or you are in someone and someone's in you. You should try it, nudge, nudge." "Are you saying this to get to fuck Michael?" "Ha. You really know me, dude." "Jackass!" I liked the idea, though. I know both of them, I've had sex with both of them. There probably is no better way of starting with group fun than this. I know Michael'd be game, James is already up for it, but there were still doubts in my mind. Me fucking Michael is alright, but would I be ok with James doing it as well? On the other hand: Michael already told me he was fucking with lots of guys. So why was I even jealous? But there was another thing: would I tell James about the risks? I didn't. I thought about it, but felt it's not ok to expose Michael without him knowing. And at that point it wasn't as if it was really about to happen. Unfortunately, nothing happened for a few days. No sex with Michael and no sex with James. On friday, I told my family (and Michael) I was going to stay at James'. Michael knew that I was considering James as the third guy. At James' we were set up with booze, video games and porn, to be consumed in that order. The booze seriously hampered our success at the games, but we reveled in the chance of safe drunk-driving at GTA. It got boring soon, though, and we dropped our clothes and put in some nice bisexual porn, bareback of course. Commenting on the girl's tits, the guys' cocks and jacking our dicks furiously, we got extra-horny. Just as I was about to go down on James the doorbell rang. James threw on some pants and returned with Michael just a minute later. I couldn't even stop the porn on the screen. There was a big on James' face. I knew what he was thinking. And Michael was catching up fast. "So that's what you boys have been up to..." He said. "Would you mind if I joined?" James stared at me, looking for a sign of approval and he found it when my mouth twitched, forming a smile. Wasting no time, he span around to Michael and dropped to his knees, hands on Michael's crotch. Michael: "My, you are a needy one, aren't you?" Then he looked right at me and grinned as James started massaging his dick through his jeans. You could see the outlines of his fleshy tool through the clothing. Even more, when James began kissing the hardness from root to head, leaving trails of saliva all over the crotch of Michael's jeans. He slowly pulled down the zipper and unbuttoned the jeans. Michael's dick sprang from the dropping pants, no underwear, nothing left between a hard cock and James' hungry mouth. At this point I lost all interest in the porn on the TV, all my attention was focussed on my best friend giving my lover (?) a blow job. And I knew how good James' blow jobs can be if he's really into it. He loves his tongue swirling around a hard cock, licking it from bottom to top and down again, slowly tracing the dick-head, or chewing on the balls. But what he really craves is pre cum and cum. He is crazy for it, the taste makes his blow jobs more and more intense and aggressive, when in the end he is switching between deep throating and sloppy licking all over the recipient's dick. So after James worked some pre cum out of Michael's cock, his cycle started: deeper and deeper the cock went in his mouth, more and more saliva was thickly coating it, and his tongue was licking out saliva and pre cum, making him ever hornier. Michael loved it. He didn't even bother to move his hands to James head, he just stood there, legs wide apart, and enjoyed. The sight got me horny, my hand found its way to my dick, but it wasn't enough. I stood up to stand next to Michael, leaning in for a kiss. While Michael and I were kissing deeply, James moved over to my cock, licking up the pre cum already glistening on its head. For a few minutes he switched back and forth, sucking Michael and sucking me, but it wasn't enough. He wanted us both. So he pulled at both our cocks so they were touching and slowly slid his lips over both our dick heads. I've never felt such a thing, Michael's cock next to mine in the confines of James' mouth while his tongue swirled around all the time. I loved it! Michael's hands were all over me by then and we were still kissing deeply. I knew this night was going to be good and would more than make up for the last few days. But I didn't want to cum yet. I pushed Michael down on the couch and pulled off his jeans. Now both James and I were sucking on Michaels cock and kissed each other around it. Then I turned to James' rear and pulled his pants down as well. My hands touched his already hard dick while I started rimming his fuck hole. It was twitching already, a clear sign James was super horny. I pushed my tongue deeper into him, and put a finger in as well. I was opening him up. But Michael had a different idea. He stood up, his white t-shirt still on, and left James head on the couch without anything to suck on, and stood behind me. Without much ado, Michael put his cock to my ass and pushed it in, the only lubricant being James' saliva. It hurt at first, but he knew how to make the pain really pleasurable. Soon, his whole shaft was inside of me, then pulled out all the way and rammed back in. I could only moan into James' ass. Apparently he appreciated the vibration of my moans, as he pushed back on my face. I wanted more. Like a dog I slowly crawled onto James, Michael following me, never missing a beat, and slowly pushed into James' saliva-lubricated hole. I was sandwiched between two hot bodies, one fucking me deeply, one being fucked by me. Fuck, it was good! Michael grabbed onto James hips and enforced a rhythm on all of us, pushing me even deeper into James' willing fuck hole. Michael's dick head hit my prostate from behind, driving me ever closer to orgasm, with no way of slowing down, he kept pushing me back onto him by pushing James onto my cock. I felt the cum boiling up in my balls, let out a moan and came deep into James. For a while, Michael continued the action, but I needed a break. So we broke it off, James quickly turned around to clean my cock and get some of the cum still leaking from it and Michael pulled out of me, his cock still hard. James was already looking at it hungrily. "Do you want it?" Michael asked him. James I sat down on the couch to catch my breath, ames jumped forward, swallowing Michael's dick whole. Coated with my ass juices and now my saliva, Michael's poz fuck stick disappeared into my friends face. This time Michael was more active and aggressive. He grabbed James' head and held him down on his cock, choking him - James didn't mind. Then Michael just held James in place and really fucked his face in the same rhythm in which he fucked my ass just a minute before. James cock was still hard, he enjoyed being used this way. After fucking his face for a while, Michael pulled out and slapped James' face with his dick, saliva and his poz pre cum leaving traces on it. When Michael forced him to turn around, pushed his head into my crotch and his own tongue up James' butt hole, James gave up all control and just let the pleasure happen. My dick was still soft, but James knew what he had to do. While Michael was sucking his man cunt, he began licking at my balls, then my shaft. I knew it would take a little longer, but the blow job would eventually get me hard again. Meanwhile, Michael pushed two fingers up James hole, fingering out some of the cum I deposited in there. He looked at the both of us and put his cum coated fingers to James' mouth. James licked them clean immediately, sucking the fingers in deeper. Michael wanked his cock with his other hand, smearing his pre cum all over it. I knew where this was heading and I didn't stop it. It was just too hot, too enticing. It was like a hot porno played out by two friends right in front of your face. Only, you could take part in it. I looked at James, who was visibly preparing for penetration and then looked at Michael. He looked me deep in the eyes as he slowly put his poz-precum covered dick to James' hole. It was twitching, waiting for its well-deserved cock. Michael grinned evilly as his dick head entered the well-fucked hole. James moaned as the poz cock filled his hungry body. He pushed back onto Michael, wanting him all inside of him. His eyes were closed, but Michael's eyes were staring at me like he was saying: "See what I'm doing? I'm poz-fucking your best friend. Bareback!" By this time I was hard again. Whether it was the hot sex going on in front of me, the secret I still kept from my best friend, or his hungry mouths action on my cock - I don't know. All I know that I was fucking horny and took initiative. Just as Michael had done, I slapped my cock on James' face or rubbed it all over it. More trails of pre cum were left on his face, so I leaned forward and licked his face all over. James meanwhile was moaning, completely oblivious to what I was doing. Michael was fucking into him hard, pulling all the way out and fucking it all the way in again, straining James' sphincter and fuck chute. Only when I kissed James on his mouth, he snapped out of it, opened his eyes and kissed me back instantly. His hand flashed to my dick and began wanking it. I could see the ecstasy in his eyes. When he felt pre cum leaking from my slit, James immediately put his mouth on it to get the taste. This left me laying back on the couch, looking at Michael's rhythmic fucking. His eyes were closed by now as he concentrated on the pleasure of his sloppy second on James' hole. At times, he was stopping deep in James, not moving a bit, so he wouldn't cum, holding out as long as he could. As that happened I thought I could see some slight movement of his shaft, as if he was so close to orgasm that more pre cum or even bits of cum were flowing through it. The thought of how James' insides by now were coated with my cum and Michael's pre cum was driving me wild, though I cannot tell whether in a good or a bad way (or whether the two were actually the same). Remembering how hot the sandwich fuck was, moved behind Michael and started licking his hole. He surprised me by pulling out of James all the way and pushing into my mouth. I licked of my own cum, the ass juiced and Michael's pre cum, covering it in turn with my saliva, so he could push it back into James. As he did that I fingered his hole and spread it. When I knew he was ready I lined up my dick and slowly slid in. Michael held still for a moment. When I was in all the way, I held onto James' hips the way Michael did before and fucked them both. Michael twitched up and down my cock and at the same time fucked deep into James. And I controlled it all. When I felt Michael getting close, though, I'd stop moving, not rushing things, of not wanting to actually have him cum in James. I still felt Michael's body contracting, though, which was very hot. I kissed Michael's neck and whispered words of appreciation into his ear. I really liked the guy and I enjoyed even sharing him. My jealousy was gone and its place was taken over by a stronger feeling of closeness. Fucking like this for a while brought us all closer and closer to orgasm. I tried to gauge James' pleasure and not let him cum to early, knowing that that would effectively end the night. But I also needed to concentrate on Michael. When I eventually sensed James getting to close, I had us stop. Michael had to slowly pull out, as I pulled out of him. James was still extremely horny and immediately began sucking on my dick, licking off the taste of Michael's poz hole. He wanked Michael at the same time and then sucked us in turns. He was like a bitch in heat, like a dirty whore. I spat into his face and told him to sit down on my dick. So I sat on the couch as James' ass hovered above me. Facing me, he slowly took all of my shaft in. Michael soon had his cock between both our mouths again. So while I was fucking James, or rather James was fucking himself on my cock, both of us licked and sucked Michael. He slapped his dick in both our faces and let some salive drop onto us once in a while. There appeared a grin on his face, he took a step back and stood behind James. Then I felt his fingers on my cock. Rather: I felt them along my cock in James' hole. He was fingering James while I was fucking him! Then I felt his tongue on my balls, licking up to James' cunt, applying more and more saliva, pushing it in with his fingers. James was going crazy. Suddenly, I felt neither Michael's tongue nor his fingers, but soon after I felt something big against my dick, and pushing into James alongside of me. Fuck, Michael wants to double-fuck James! It didn't quite work, though, James was tightening up and Michael couldn't get in. Michael left the room for a second and returned with a bottle in hand. He held it to James' nose and said "Inhale deeply, bitch!". As James did just that, I felt him relax. At that moment, Michael pushed his cock against James ass again. This time he managed to get it in. I felt him slowly sliding up against me, the already tight ass accommodating both our cocks. We were packed tight! It was amazing! I looked at James, who's eyes were glassy, part tears, part ecstasy. Michael kept feeding him poppers, which, as I kissed James, also effected me a bit. All I could think about was fucking the tight hole being fucked by Michael. I could hear Michael moaning out "Take it, you dirty little bitch! Do you like that? Do you like getting double fucked? Do you like our bare cocks in your overpacked tight hole?" James could only moan his approval. Michael kept going on "You will get it. You will get both our cum deep inside that nasty hole of yours." James was twitching around us: he wanted it. The tightness, the twitching, the talk got us ever closer to climax. I sensed the signs of it in James and this time I wouldn't stop, even if I could. Michael sensed it, too, and fucked him with even more fervor. His cock rubbing against mine and James' motion on my cock pulled me with them. Michael spat out once more: "Take it, James, take my cum." As I felt Michael cum right next to me, covering my cock and James' insides with his poz cum, James and I couldn't hold back. I came inside of him as well, mixing my cum with Michael's poz load. James was fucked out. He could hardly talk and quickly fell asleep. Michael and I relaxed watching porn, also not talking for a while. Soon Michael's hand was on his cock, which got hard immediately. I quickly followed suit so were both stroking out cocks watching three guys doing it bare. Two of the men had biohazard tattoos and they were topping a young looking twink. James was still passed out, but Michael and I were looking at each other hungrily. Soon my head was between Michael's thighs and I was giving him a sloppy blow job. I could still taste cum on it, but also something else. A tinny flavor. Blood. We must have ripped James pretty good, looking at his hole, I could see the cum leaking out was slightly pink. For some reason this made me even hotter for Michael's cock. I deep throated him, sucked on his balls, spat on the shaft until the taste was completely gone. Then he drew me in for a deep kiss. Our tongues were all over each other, our hands on each others cocks and asses. Michael nibbled on my ear and then whispered: "Did you enjoy stealthing your best friend? 'Cause I sure did." Stealthing? So that's what we did? Michael continued whispering: "I'm sure it's going to take, we tore him up good." His cock got even harder as he spoke his dirty mind. Small pangs of bad conscience troubled me, but every time I thought about how I probably helped infecting my best friend with a deadly disease, Michael's hand and mouth made me feel so very good. It didn't take long for the guilt to be associated with the pleasure. The wrongness suddenly seemed so hot, so right. Thinking about how both our cocks had stretched James and opened him up for Michael's charged load made me even hornier. Michael noticed: "I see you did enjoy it. Once you yourself have the gift, you will know how hot it really is." For a moment I thought what a dirty fuck Michael was. First he picked me up at a club and even though he was practically family fucked me bareback with his infected dick. Then he made me accomplice in infecting my best friend. And now he was putting these thoughts into my brain. I should have been appalled, I should have been angry. But I was really just bloody horny. Soon I was turned over on the couch, Michael above me fucking his cock into my hole. This naughty, fucked-up man was playing me like a fiddle. While pushing all the right buttons, Michael kept whispering and moaning about stealthing and gifting and how I was a good apprentice. He really rammed into me as he panted "Do you think it will take? Do you think we pozzed him yet? Want to make sure?" He pulled out, walked over to James and stuck his dick in. "I'm going to make sure he gets it." This was so fucked up. This was so hot! I should have stopped him. I should have woken James up. Instead I leaned back, stroked myself and enjoyed the show. James was way out of it. Michael was giving him a good treatment, fucking in all the way, pushing in fast and forceful, trying hard to rip him up even more. But James did not wake up. At one point I wanted in as well, pushed Michael to the side and stuck my dick in. I emulated Michael's moves, fucking James just as hard and aggressively. Here I was getting sloppy seconds to Michael and myself, our mixed cum as lubricant around my hard dick. I could already see some specks of blood on it. I blew. Michael immediately took my place. His muscles flexing, he fucked and fucked him, pushing out cum deeper and deeper into James's channel. "Fuck, he so going to get it. We made sure of that. You made sure of that, David!" He worked up his lust, worked himself to another orgasm. I noticed the tell-tale signs of it approaching, and we looked into each others eyes as another load of his charged cum spewed into James torn up body. "Does James have any toys?" Michael panted a little out of breath. I picked his dildos and his butt-plug and handed them to Michael without a word. I only thought "Was is he going to do now?" The answer was following quickly as Michael stuck James' biggest dildo in. "We going to make sure it's in there deep and stays in there for some time. We don't want leakage." When he was done pushing the cum in deeper, he took the butt-plug and sealed James' hole. I wondered how James could sleep through all of this.