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Crystal and I didn't fit in in our hometown of 3400 in west texas. She was chubby and awkward and really into invader zim for some reason. I was gangly and nerdy and could not relate to my peers in the least. It was less that we gravitated to one another than we were forced into a corner together. But we made the best of it lol. We commiserated and, even though we didn't really have much else in common, we were certainly horny enough to fuck each other and coupled up. In the 11th grade, we made a pact that we'd move to houston as soon as we graduated. Both of us dutifully saved as much as we could from our minimum wage jobs. We got out of there the day after graduation and got a crappy place near a bus line in the Montrose section. Our new landlord seemed charmed by use, and suitably impressed by how much we'd saved as high schoolers. Extracting much of that, we paid first and last and a deposit. Whatever. We were thrilled to be here and hit the classifieds, Craigslist, etc. I wanted an office job and applied far and wide. I didn't get much of a response, 18 and having only fast food experience. But got a few interviews and as luck would have it, I found a position just a couple miles from our new place. I could bike there! I was to be a secretary and assistant for this guy who was an independent investment advisor, Chuck --. He was middle aged and also from a small town. He said there was a good chance I wouldn't work out but was willing to take a chance. That plus $15/hr (!!) sounded good to me. The gig seemed pretty great. I say in the small reception of the office, answered phones and ran small errands (in the boss's bwm!). Overall he didn't seem too busy, and I was often left to kill time (at $15/hr!!). One day it was past noon and he wasn't in yet. I was bored and went into his office. I told myself I would straighten up but really I wanted to snoop. Everything was very orderly. I snuck a look into his desk drawers but only saw the expected office supplies. I walked over to his TV stand and popped open the doors. I pulled out a drawer and whoah! It was full of gay vhs movies. My cock got immediately hard. Was I gay? I pulled out a tape--the bigger the better?--and put it in the player. I couldn't believe what I saw. I pulled out my dick and jerked a huge load onto my hand and the floor, but I kept watching, rapt. This was so much hotter than anything I'd done with crystal. I got hard again and was close to coming when the office door opened. Fuck! Chuck walked in, took a deep breath, laughed and said, I thought you were a fag too. I couldn't process what was happening. He strode over and pushed me against his desk. Then he pulled down my pants and underwear and flipped me over so I was grabbing his desk. He pulled lube from a drawer I didn't check and squirted some in my butt. He slid in me quickly. It was amazing and painful and confusing. "Fuck you're tight. Are you a virgin?" "No!" I said, like a lunatic, misunderstanding the question. "I've been having sex for 2 years." He thrust in me deep calling me a slut as he came. He stayed in deep while the rest of his cum dribbled into my hole. He squeezed his softening cock up from the base and withdrew from my now sore hole. He gave me a kind of pep talk, saying that the sex was amazing and that I should come to terms with my sexuality sooner rather than later. I burst into tears lol. He helped me calm down and then took me upstairs where there was an apartment with a shower and I got cleaned up, using finger to pull as much cum as I could from my asshole. I dressed in my work outfit of dockers and an old navy button down. I came out to find Chuck and 2 other guys naked and watching porn. The others were mid 40s like Chuck but rougher looking, kinda like bikers. Chuck looked at his watch and said "2:30? Not quitting time yet. Come here." I protested but weakly. Soon I was naked with a finger in my cummy asshole. Chuck held a bottle of what I later learned were poppers in front of my nose and told me to inhale. As I did I was penetrated by one of the strangers. What the fuck was I doing? In the half hour that followed I had anal sex with all three men and each of them ejaculated in me. **** I headed home and took the longest shower of my life. Crystal and I had a terrible conversation and I guess she'd internalized more homophobia then I realized. Everything I told her was on Facebook by morning. Before long, i was trading Chuck sex for a place to stay...

So much for three or four parts. Glad ya'll are enjoying it! I'm having a blast writing it. Here's part 6 and I'm not done yet. I think it might have two more. The idea to bring Adam's dad into the story was also my buddy Adam's (RocPigWhore). He's filthy. PART 6 Dad and I followed Tony back into the living room. Jake was getting plowed by a different guy and his cunt was making sexy, loud, squishy noises, indicating that his hole was heavily loaded up. Gabe was on the floor sucking off a young guy with a fat cock. The doorbell rang, and Gabe jumped up and went to answer the it, completely naked. He looked through the spy hole and shouted “hey! You’re here!” He opened the door wide, and I could see Tommy, Jack and Ben on the stoop. Gabe kissed each of them and they followed him in, playfully slapping his ass. Gabe brought them over to us and introduced them to his Dad. “Dad, these are the guys Adam and I played with on the way home tonight, Tommy, Jack and Ben.” Tony’s gave each of them a bear hug and a snog, then he told Gabe to take them to his room so they could leave their clothes and Jack said “you mind if we smoke?” Jack smiled and replied “as long as it’s good shit, and you share? Then no I don’t mind.” Jack laughed and said “I love getting other pigs high!” The four of them disappeared for a minute and then came back naked, Jack was carrying a well used glass pipe and a fat bag of tina. Tony noticed the bulging sack and said “fuck dude, you don’t mess around,” and Jack laughed. “Well, we don’t wanna run out, do we? Let’s get spun.” Tony said “I like the way you think, faggot.” Gabe brought the country boys over to the sofa where Jack quickly shoved his cock in Jake’s mouth while Gabe knelt down to suck Tommy and Ben who were sitting on the sofa next to Jake. They were all sharing the pipe, passing thick white shotguns back and forth to each other, not wasting anything. Gabe popped up off their cocks and said “you guys better not get tina dick.” They all laughed and Ben said “don't worry we don’t have that problem, and we all took a cialis before we went out tonight, just in case, hoping we’d get some fag pussy to breed. Looks like we hit the fucking jackpot!” Tony took Dad and I went into the kitchen where Tony said he had another surprise for me. I wasn’t sure I could handle another one. He opened a drawer and pulled out a small tray with several loaded points on it. I knew one of them was for me and my cunt started to clench in antici……pation. “Either of you ever slammed before?” I told Tony that I’d never done it before but found it really hot. Dad said he’d never done crystal before, but could tell he was in good hands, so he was ready for anything. First, Tony handed each of us a yellow diamond shaped pill and a bottle of water. “Gotta take a cialis, too. Can’t let those country boys have all the fun.” We each took one, and he asked if we were ready. He sat us down at the table and got both of our arms ready, putting quick release straps around them. I pumped my hand so that a vein would pop and Tony quickly cleaned my arm and inserted the syringe and got a flash. Then he did Dad’s. “Are you both ready?” We both nodded and I said “I wanna slam Dad.” Tony laughed and said “OK, I’ll hold the barrel you push down slowly. Justin, if you feel any burning tell me.” Dad nodded, and Tony said “OK, go.” I slowly pushed the drugs into my Dad’s arm and I could feel him begin to tense up even before the rush hit him. He reached over and said “I wanna do Adam, too,” and he slowly pushed the liquid into my arm. Tony quickly pulled both syringes out of our arms and handed each of us an alcohol pad. “OK, now put your arms over your heads. Here you go!” Then he popped both of the straps off our arms and we both felt the rush at the same time. “Fuck, Tony! FUCK!” I kept saying ‘fuck’ over and over as my head spun out of control. My Dad got a wicked grin on his face and reached out to kiss me just as he started to cough. “Yeah, son, here we go. You wanna fuck like dogs? Cause I do.” He pulled back and we both coughed. When I could catch my breath I said to Tony “how much was in that?” “I’ll never tell. It’s my special ‘Boy meets Dad so they can breed each other’s holes formula.” Everything was a fucking joke with Tony. He smiled really big and we all laughed. I stood up and put my arms around Dad’s neck so I could kiss him deeply on the mouth. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. The cialis had kicked in so my cock was responding by getting rock hard from fulfilling my ultimate life long fantasy. “I love you Dad. I wanna feel you inside me. I want my little brothers swimming around in my fuck hole. Please?” I looked at him pleadingly and smiled and he just said “oh, baby boy, I’ve wanted this for so long. I’m glad we’re finally able to share our dirtiest fantasies. I hope we have a lot more of this kind of day.” He smiled and pulled my hand onto his huge thick cock. Tony broke the spell and brought us back to earth with a big bear hug. “Come on, pigs, let’s go back to the party. I’ve fucked both of you and I wanna watch you fuck each other! I’ll get Gabe to sit on my cock so we can make out while we fuck our boys, Justin, how’s that sound?” “It sounds fucking hot. As long as I get to fuck both of your boys, too!” Tony laughed and said “neither one of my pig sons will have a problem with that. It’s a fucking deal. Literally.” He laughed and grabbed both our now hard cocks, pulling us back into the living room where a dozen hardons were at work, fucking various holes in every combination I could imagine.

Bottoms and vers throw that lazy comment to total bottoms because they are angry and horny. They are only thinking about their needs. These are the same guys that hit up exclusive bottoms on hookup apps looking for a top, all the while not reading the profile that says bottom. Bottoming is work, very hard work. It's a skill just the same as topping is a skill. They just need to get over themselves.

sorry its taken a little while guys life has been hectic of late but yeah here is part 9 hope you all enjoy Part 9 Alverez was the first to slip through the doors trying to avoid the inky black corruption glistening on the metal, his nose was hit by the heady pheromones of sweat and cum. And He almost slipped on a patch of the black fluid causing him to brace his hand on the wall only for it to land in more of the substance he pulled his hand back and the viscous black ooze dripped down his glove. He would deny it but a small part of his brain urged him to taste it, he shook the thought away as Gray moved into the large room behind him. Gray winced at the smell muttering under his breath about it smelling like a bathhouse and looked around the shadowy room the only light coming from, flickering monitors and from a hole in the middle of the floor where red and toxic green pulsing light spilled out, he realized they were on an upper floor the middle of the room hollowed out to allow for the people working up here to be able to see down into the main lab area. Gray moved over to look down in the pit and gasped a large containment lab had been set up the cube of glass taking up a lot of the ground floor. Inside creatures were writhing and pushing up against the glass the black corruption and the flashes of green light making it hard to see clearly. So it took him a moment to realize what they were doing and he stepped back shocked at the carnal scene playing out below him. Alverez was poking at the monitors when he heard Gray’s gasp, he turned quickly to see the techie paler than he had been a second ago his face a mask of horror “Gray what’s up man speak to me” Gray pointed at the end of the baloney shaking and almost a whimpered “I think I found the other scientists … there all those things you described” Alverez blinked but nodded “makes sense … if that thing got Jackson it will have gotten the scientists too …...Gray we have to get out of here man where is the way out” Gray looked over the balcony again and saw a number of pipes from the containment cube leading to a metal hatch on the floor and nodded down. Alverez moved up beside him and nodded seeing it “alright let's move, we don’t know how long before that thing gets back” he looked at the cube again his eyes lingering “I hope Jackson is not in there” They moved across the lab eyes scanning the darkness and flickering shadows for threats or Jackson neither were found as they moved down the stairs, the lower floor was bigger than they had both thought the lab looking much more sinister in the red emergency lights and the strange green glow of the creature's veins, the black corruption almost everywhere seeming to drip from every surface. autopsy tables and medical apparatus only added to the horror movie vibes. The pair moved behind some of the autopsy tables trying to keep out of sight of the orgy of monsters for as long as possible their moans, screams and wet slapping noises load enough to echo off the walls. Alverez kept looking at the cube as they moved. His eyes taking in the carnal acts, he gulped as he could feel his iron hard dick strain against his trousers. When Gray asked what he was doing he said he was looking for Jackson, Gray had nodded and moved on ahead a little way poking though some piles of cloths on the floor. Alverez watched as one creature pinned down by a group of four others, they descended on it wrestled with it. In a moment it was pinned, the creature was now on top on one of the others its back to the others chest its arms held back another moved to lay on top making creature sandwich and both top and bottom forced their massive dicks together into the middle creature with squealed as its hole stretched past what Alverez could believe with what sounded like pleasure, before an enormous dick was forced down its throat by a third monster, the last creature got behind the one skull fucking the pray and pushed its dick massive cock inside its ass resulting in another cry of pleasure all five creatures writhed and moved in sensual bliss. Alverez's hand was rubbing the fabric over his engorged head knowing that he had to stop or he would blow a load right here knowing it went against everything he had been taught it was against his god, but his mind went back to that memory of Gray and Jason fucking in their hotel room, except now in his mind there were like the creatures he bit his lip feeling the flow of pre cum from his dick he was so close. almost in unison the creatures let out grunts and screams of exultation, only for them to separate and the scene to play out again a few moment later like a sexual ballet, Alverez licked his lips as he watched the pray creature stand and black fluid pour from its ass dripping down its leg almost at the point of climax himself from just watching, his fatigues damp with precum. He knew he would not leave this place unchanged he needed what he had just seen or it would haunt his dreams and nightmares for the rest of his life .... fuck his religion this was his religion now. Gray called him over a few moment later pointing at a pair of boots and socks discarded in the pile of cloths … “Jackson was here but I don’t think he is going to be Jackson anymore” he looked at Alverez “are you okay dude you look flushed” Alverez nodded and quickly lied “yeah man just the heat in here let's find and open that exit so we can get the hell out of this place, once were out we can call for backup” Gray raised an eyebrow but they moved on they got to the steel hatch a few moments later it was solid and bolted to the wall. Both men looked at each other and winced Gray was the first to speak “were going to have to cut though it” Alverez groaned “that's going to take a while even with the cutting torch man” he pulled it from his backpack and gave it to Gray “you start I'm going to keep an eye out for the alpha” Gray nodded his assent saying something about it being a good plan but Alverez was already watching the cube again barely aware of his surroundings his eyes transfixed his cock growing hard it was like watching a snake beautiful but deadly and knowing that playing the snakes game the venom would soon be in his veins changing him forever. It was some time before the smell of fresh untainted precum wafted to the creatures in the cube who let out hunting screams and started to throw themselves ageist the hardened glass. But not long enough as Gray had barely cut a gap big enough to maybe squeeze causing him to panic. Though it was substantially less time before the creatures constant screams were answered by hunting screams from the upper level.

PART 18 ron had told me to park in his driveway and i barely knocked before he opened the door and ushered me in. I had cleaned up a little bit still had on my usual surfer look, shorts and a tshirt. Ron just had on basketball shorts and even soft, his cock left a strong outline in the thin silky shorts. “Let me show you to MY playroom,” Ron said as he guided me along the hallway. His playroom was all mirrored walls, with not one but two tv’s playing porn. Along the wall opposite the tv’s was a twin bed. Before i even had swung my eyes around the room, his shorts were on the ground. I took that as my cue and pulled off my clothes. I was now naked facing a man old enough to be my dad. Maybe he noticed it on my face, the nerves, because he softened his voice a little as he spoke. “Chris, look at me in the eyes. Two weeks ago you were a kid jerking off thinking about sex with a man. Now all of a sudden you’ve met not one but two guys and you are naked in a guys room. It’s a lot.” I’d been staring at his eyes so i hadn’t noticed but as he nodded at me to look down i now saw it. Ron had been stroking his cock and it was like steel. “Look at it. Look at my cock. Let that feeling take over. You’re in the playroom. It’s just us. Be the Chris i know you need to be. Do you want to be the nervous Chris that misses out? Or do you want to be the little piggy Chris i met at Tom’s? The one loves taking cum So much he begs poz guys to bred him?” Completely broken, i dropped to my knees, my mouth inches from his cock. “ i want to be your bottom please. And i want you to cum in me. You can do anything you want.” I opened my mouth as he guided the head of his cock into it. Eyes closed, i just put all of my focus on Rob’s cock, trying to be a good cocksucker for him. I took more and more, gagging a few times but trying to fit all of in into my throat. I swirled my tongue around the head and along his shaft. I just wanted to please my top. Finally he pulled me off his cock and pushed me back onto the bed. He threw me a bottle of poppers and i wasted no time. “Good boy keep hitting that bottle,” he whispered. I felt the cold lube on my hole as he worked me open with his fingers. I arched my back and pushed back into his hand, my Hole hungry and the poppers kicking in. “Two deep hits in each nostril Chris. Do it.” He was pushing me. Then again “two more each side. Hold it on hold it in. How’s that feel?” I was flying harder than i ever had. “It’s it’s ok my god. Please. Please Fuck me. Please!” I was practically crying out for it. “You mean my poz cock? Is that you want? My big poz dick Inside you? Is that what Chris needs?” Now i did beg. “I want it please. I want it inside me. I want you to cum inside me and give it to me. Please cum in me. I need it” Ron looked down at me and i could feel the pressure of his cock head against my hole. It was so close.

PART 5 (One or two more and then it'll be done). Gabe and I entered the house and could hear laughing and moaning coming from inside. He grinned at me and said “I told you they were pigs. Bet you Jake has a cock up his ass already.” Sure enough, we walked into the living room and Jake was stretched out on the sofa with a hot young guy’s cock up his ass, and another one in his mouth. Both of the guys appeared to be early 20s, about Jake’s age, with nice fit hairy bodies and cocks that were deftly using both of Jake’s holes while he moaned and begged for them to fuck him harder. Around the room there were eight other guys of various ages and body types, in various states of undress. Some were actively fucking or sucking, and others were just watching the show, slowly stroking their cocks. I immediately wanted to shuck my clothes and get one of those strangers up my ass, but Tony had other ideas. He saw Gabe and I enter the room and waved us over to where he was sitting in a chair getting a blowjob from another young guy. “You guys finally made it. What the fuck happened?” We both looked at each other and laughed. “We got sidetracked by some hot country boys on the street. They ended up taking us into a dead end side street and breeding us,” Gabe said. “I was lucky Pierre and got two loads in my cumdump!” I said. He roared laughing and said “you’re gonna fit right in in this family, Adam. You saw an opportunity to get more dick and you grabbed it. Good boy. There’s a reward for that.” Tony grinned again and laughed. I licked my lips and smiled at him. The boy on the floor looked up and smiled at Gabe and I, then went back to deep throating Tony’s beautiful Daddy cock. Tony said “you boys are wearing too many clothes. Take em off. NOW.” Then he smiled and laughed. Gabe told me to follow him so we could leave our things in his bedroom. We quickly shucked what little we were wearing. He pushed me down on the bed face down and said “on your knees,” and I quickly complied. He pushed my upper back down so my ass was in the air, and then popped the huge buttplug out of my cunt. I moaned loudly because my pussy felt so empty, but Gabe didn’t want any of the cum in my hole to come out. He licked my ass briefly to catch any escaping sperm and we swapped places. I quickly yanked on the plug in his pussy and made sure that his hole closed up with no loss of cum. He pulled me down on the bed and shoved his tongue in my mouth. We made out for a minute and then he slapped my ass and said “come on, faggot, let’s go get some more jizz. I don’t know about you, but my pussy’s HUNGRY.” I laughed and agreed. I was coming down a bit from the tina that Tony had given me earlier and wanted to get spun again so we could fuck all night. I had a feeling the reward Tony had offered Gabe and I for servicing the boys in the truck would help in that department. We went back to the living room where everyone was either using their hard cock or taking a hard cock. Jake was still on the couch getting spit roasted by the same two guys, but they’d switched ends so each one could try both of his cunts. Tony was still sitting in the chair, getting a slow, easy blowjob from the boy on the floor. Gabe walked up to Tony and kissed him, saying “hi Daddy. Glad we got here in time for the fun. The boys we played with on the way over here were really hot. We got their number, too!” Tony looked at him in mock shock “and you didn’t invite them to the orgy, son? I raised you better than that! If a man has just used your pussy you invite him to take another crack at it. Or take a crack at your buddy’s cunt. Bad boy! No soup for you!” Gabe did his best sad puppy dog eyes impression and Tony just grinned and laughed. “Go text them and see if they wanna come over. Go! And grab Adam’s phone too.” My phone? What for? Gabe ran back to his room to get his phone, and by the time he returned a minute later, was smiling. “They’re coming over. They should be here in a half hour or so, Jack said.” “Good,” said Tony. The more the merrier. I have a feeling there’s gonna be a lot of dripping cumdumps when we’re finished here tonight. He laughed and looked impishly at me. “Now I have your reward, Adam. You ready?” “I sure am!” I was expecting a nice shard of tina up my ass to get me spun up for more loads of cum in my hole. “Now give Adam his phone.” I looked at it, wondering what he was on about. “Look at your last sent text messages.” I froze. Along with a couple of messages from friends wondering what I was up to tonight, I saw that Tony had sent four pictures of me sucking Tony’s cock and getting fucked by Jake….TO MY DAD. I started to freak out a little bit. “Why the….What? Why would you!?” Tony reached over, grabbed me around the waist and pulled me toward his chair and sat me on the arm of it, still with his huge hard cock planted in the anonymous cocksucker’s mouth. “Well, funny you should ask that, Adam. Turns out that your father and I used to work together years ago. I met you a few times when you were younger, and wondered at the time whether you were a cocksucker. I could tell by the way you looked at me that you’d at least thought of it. I was pretty sure that you were already a slut, even as a teenager. I didn’t want to make a move because you were under age, but you had that hungry experienced cocksucker look in your eye. Anyway, your Dad and I used to go on business trips together and we used to fuck around a lot. He took pretty good care of himself and his big hairy ass got stuffed with my cock regularly. We would get out of boring work meetings, rush back to the hotel, rip our clothes off and spend all night drinking and fucking. He was super on the DL and still married to your Mom. But I heard later that they got divorced after he left the company and we fell out of touch.” I was still kind of spun and having a hard time processing all of this. The drugs, the orgy, the story Tony was telling me. It was a lot. “Anyway, I still had Justin’s number and after I sent those pics from your phone, I started texting him myself to explain, and invited him over. He’s in my bedroom right now.” “He’s what? Oh fuck. I gotta get….Oh fuck.” Gabe came over to me and put his arms around me and said “it’s OK, don’t sweat it, Adam, we’re here with you. It’s gonna be fine. More than fine!” I reached over and pulled his furry chest to me, kind of freaking out. Tony pulled me close too and said “we’re gonna have a GOOD TIME, son. Go talk to him. Gabe, take Adam to my room and let him talk to his Dad.” I followed Gabe up the stairs to the master bedroom. The door was closed, but there were some muffled sounds coming from the other side of the door. Gabe knocked and quickly opened the door without waiting for a response. There he was. My sexy, beefy, hairy bear of a 50 year old Dad, sitting on the bed with a sexy 20 year old Twink riding his cock, lost in lust. They both looked up, startled by the sudden intrusion. “Adam!? Oh baby. I’m so glad you’re here. I got started without you. Come here.” He waved me over to the bed and turned to the guy riding his dick and said “let’s take a break, Zach.” The Twink boy stopped riding and said “oh sure.” He sounded disappointed and Gabe said “Come on Zachy boy, let’s go downstairs and find you another cock to ride.” Zach smiled and they both laughed and left the room, closing the door behind them. I set my phone down on the dresser and crawled onto the bed. My Dad’s arms enveloped me and he pulled me down to his thick barrel chest, covered in swirls of jet black hair. I’d caught glimpses of his cock before, long and thick and uncut, but I’d never seen it hard before. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. My cunt throbbed in a special way as only a boy lusting after his Daddy can. I laid on his chest and said “fuck, Dad, I’ve wanted this ever since I was little. I had no idea you liked to fuck men.” “Oh baby boy, me too. There are so many things you don’t know about me.” He grabbed me behind the head and pulled my face to his, his thick, trim beard scratching my cheeks. We kissed for a long time, and just laid there, not saying a word, reveling in the lust we were both feeling, not sure what to do next. After 15 or 20 minutes where we just laid on the bed, made out and talked quietly, there was a knock on the door and Tony opened it. “You guys ok?” He looked concerned, worried that he’d made a mistake. I smiled big and said “fuck yes!! Thank you!” Tony came over and laid down on the bed so I was between the two hottest men I’d ever seen. Tony and Dad started to laugh and laugh and laugh, clearly it was some kind of inside joke I was not party to, but I didn’t care. “Come on faggots,” I said. “Let’s go get spun and fuck like animals.” They both laughed and Dad said “fuck, yes!” They followed me down the stairs to the living room, where the orgy was in full swing.

Chapter 72; *Ramon's parTy invite* Two weeks had passed since I returned to work after my two weeks off, thus is had been two weeks since Uncle Todd had been taken into hospital. One week after admission Uncle Ayan informed me that he Uncle Todd was still in intensive care, that he had now lost his sight, and his CD4 now stood at 0. Today (Monday) after two weeks since his admission I asked after Uncle Todd, only to be told very quickly that he was comfortable, and that I need not ask again. Uncle Ayan seemed to have closed down from anyone knowing more details. Tuesday morning came and it had been 16 days since Ramon had taken a blood slam from Uncle Todd with my nasTy T☢️XIC filth, and he today had woken up feeling flu like, very achy and he felt freezing cold, even though his skin felt very hot to the touch. His sexy olive skinned chest was also sporting a rash. He went to bed that Tuesday evening a number of hours before his usual bed time. He felt absolutely fucking dreadful. But this was just the beginning 😈 During the night he woke several times drenched in severe nightsweats, and for the next two weeks he was constantly sweating heavily, at night, and during his waking hours. A week before Ramon's fuck flu started he had arranged with Aiden to do a dancing gig at Aiden's club on the following Friday night, and now it was Wednesday morning the day after his Fuck flu had commenced the dancing gig was now only two days away. Just like he did with me Aiden sent out an invite in name of the much sought after prize in the city; Edward's boy, that everyone knew was completely out of bounds, until now that is. The invite read as follows; <><><><><><><><> Good afternoon patrons, Friday the 12th of September will see a double dance act perform. The supporting act sees the return of Stevie-boy, the English PiG who arrived here two months ago that you wonderful P☣️Z PiGs knocked up. And headlining the dance show will be none other than Ramon, Edward's boy! Ramon & Edward are still together, but due to a change in circumstances this HoT piece of highly sought after NEG MeaT is available from this night onwards. At the time of this invite Ramon is NEG, however the usual parTy rule of absolutely NO condoms permitted will remain enforced, so come and corrupt the active bug chaser with your T☢️XIC DNA! Reserve your tickets the usual way. Tickets available until midday on the day of performance. The parTy will begin from 10pm last right through until 10am, with the performance beginning at 10.30pm. <><><><><><><><> Aiden checked ticket sales 1 hour after he sent out the parTy invite, and he had completely SOLD OUT, with emails already pouring in saying they tried to get a ticket but it was displaying as sold out within 20 minutes of the tickets going on sale. Well, everybody in the city had been hankering after the sexy bubble assed Latino PiG for years, and now everybody was being presented with a golden opportunity to USE the ass that had all this time been strictly prohibited. Aiden made a decision and sent out an update; <><><><><><><><> Good afternoon once again patrons, Some of you will be aware that all 100 tickets sold out within 20 minutes. We at Aiden's club always set that limit as we like to try and create as much space as possible. However, we realise that this is an extremely special event so 50 more tickets will be going on sale. Grab them whilst you can because once they are gone, that is it, there will be no more tickets to be made available. <><><><><><><><> Within 10 minutes of these additional 50 tickets going on sale, they too had also sold out in super quick time. 150 citywide P☣️Z locals all coming to watch Ramon dance, and then, FUCK him. Of the 150 parTy goers 66 had either never been on meds, or been off of them for 2+ years, 53 had been off of meds for 6+ months, and the remaining 31 poz fuckers decided that on the day they bought their ticket to stop their meds as to hopefully be at least partly charged up for the gig in 16 days time. Edward came into the bedroom with some soup, and yet another wet cold flannel to cool a very much overheated Ramon down; - Hey Darling, how are you feeling? - Fucking dreadful Daddy *he said in a feeble croaky voice* - Here's some soup. Edward mopped his boy's red hot forehead with a cold flannel ... - I just called Aiden and said that you are too unwell to dance on Friday. I guess Stevie will have to go solo again. As soon as Edward left the room the sero converting Ramon was on his phone sending a message to Aiden; "Hey Aiden, it's Ramon. I understand my silly boyfriend Edward has said I am too sick to dance on Friday. I am indeed very sick. I am in bed with the fuck flu. A couple of weeks ago I was fucked multiple times and received blood slams from someone who is highly infectious. I KNOW what is happening now is definitely the fuck flu. However, no matter how awful I am feeling Friday evening I shall be there. My dance parTy is STILL going ahead. Maybe some meTh could help 😈 I shall see you then."

Just another normal Morning breeding followed by a hot stream of my piss to flood his guts. And to wash his insides for the breeding session he will have this afternoon

Jack awoke late the next day. He had dreamed about what was coming next. He did not want to wait. He knew that he wanted this and he knew there was no going back. The phone Tom gave him started ringing. "Tom?" "Yes. I am going to ask you a question and please be open with me. Did it seem like you were visited last night while sleeping?." Jack did not know how to react to this. "Yes. I feel like what is bringing us together is really working hard to make sure it happens." Tom then said, "I will meet you at your room at 8 tonight. It will happen." Tom hung up. Jack was not sure what to do in the mean time. He decided to spend day getting ready for that night. He ate breakfast quickly and then hit the local drugstore. He bought some things he thought might help make things better. He was so excited he was so full of energy until early afternoon. He seemed to be dragged into sleep again. He heard a voice tell him that it would make sure he had all the energy he needed. He awoke two hours later. Just enough time to get ready. He fully cleaned himself inside and out. He decided to just wear the robe from the room. right at eight he heard a gentle tap on his door. He opened it to see Tom standing there. Somehow he looked more beautiful then ever. Tom then kissed him as he came into the room. It was a long passionate kiss that lasted until they reached the bed. Tom stopped and told Jack to remove that robe. Jack did as he was told. His naked frame was there for Tom to see. "You are so beautiful." Jack blushed at this. Tom placed two small bottles on the coffee table by the bed. "Undress me." Tom commanded. Jack did as he was told. He never saw a body more beautiful. Jack kneeled down before him, almost worshiping this man, this demigod. Jack gave in to what he was desiring right now. He started to give Tom a blow job. Tom was a good 10 inches hard. so no way was Jack going to take it all in his mouth but knew all of it was going to be inside Jack's body. They moved to the bed and Tom was ready to make it happen. He grabbed the two bottles from the table, "one is poppers and the other is lube," he said as an expiation, "My own special blends. Do you want to be on your belly or back?" "Back, so I can look into your eyes." Tom smiled at that. It was time. Tom took his lube and rubbed some on his cock and on Jack's butthole. Jack was scared, not about getting pozzed but about how his butt was going to be able to open up enough to take it. Tom handed him the popper bottle and said to sniff it. Jack complied and his head started spinning he felt both extreme pain and pleasure at the same time. He knew that Tom was staring to fuck Him. Tom's dick was tearing up hin insides. Jack knew he was starting to bleed inside his ass. It got more intense with every stroke. His ass was on fire and he loved it. "You are a great fuck, I am loving this. We are going to have lots of fun." Tom was on a good rhythm and Jack's ass had started to get his juices flowing. Jack even was able to match Tom's rythim with his ass moving perfectly. Tom was a madman. He seemed to not be able to stop when he grunted, "I am about to cum be ready." Jack heard that and he shot a load. His last negative one he suspected. Jack was full of emotions, pleasure, pain, fear and happiness when Tom gifted him with his poz seed. Jack could feel it going deep into his guts. He even felt it go into the small cuts that had opened up in him. Jack knew that meant the blessed jizz was going into his blood stream. He was getting the infection that he knew he wanted. Jack thought Tom was going to stop. Instead he took hit of poppers and told Jack that he was just getting warmed up. Jack's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Tom got more violent with his fucking. "I am a multiple time cummer. I am going to be giving you more loads." Tom did as he promised. He dropped four more loads. Jack thought he coud do more but he could not take anymore. Tom seemed to know this so he stopped. Tom held Jack in his arms and said that he should sleep. Jack did. He woke up to find he was on his belly and Tom was fucking him again. "I got horny holding you." Jack woke up two more times that night to Tom doing the same thing. Jack was never happier. The next morning and Jack's last day in the room, Tom was cleaning up when he said that he wanted Jack to move in with him. "I will take care of you until we get you a new job and a new place. I also want to make sure you are well taken care of when you get that sickness that first brought us together. Tomorrow we can go get your things and start you on your new life. Plus, I am throwing a few parties and I want you there." Jack was happy, truly happy at last.

Chapter 70 *Calling Edward, and Ramon's Dildo mischief* As I received my tattoos and piercing Ramon was still back at Todd & Ayans in their kitchen, and had decided it was now time to telephone his man. He dialled, it rang ... - Hello my precious, is that you? - Hey Daddy. - OMG, I have been going out of my mind with worry. How are you? Where are you? It's not too late to take you to get PEP, I think there is a few hours of a window of opportunity. Please come ho... Before Edward could finish saying the word 'home' he broke down into tears, tears of relief and all kinds of different emotions. - Daddy, I want you to listen very carefully to what I have to say. Don't worry, I am safe, I am okay, but I want you to know that I want to be P☣️Z, and if our relationship is to survive you have to respect that, so there will be under no circumstances any PEP treatment. I over the weekend took highly charged cum deep inside my cunT and super T☢️XIC blood slams and I fucking loved it. And I know you have always dismissed my desire to do a poz gangbang dancing gig at Aiden's club but that is something that I am now going to do, and soon. I do want to be with you, and I love you very much. Ramon had expressed directly what he wanted, and his needs. After he finished speaking there was a dramatic pause of a few minutes where Ramon listened to Edwards crying on the other end of the line which over those few minutes subsided until he stopped. - *sniff sniff* Well, it seems I have kept you from being who you truly are, and as my beautiful boyfriend whom I truly love with all my heart I am sorry for that. I thought you would eventually grow out of what I thought was a chasing phase. I guess I have to accept this is your chosen path and destiny, however that will NEVER change how I feel for you, and I want us to stay together, we can work this out. Where are you? I can come and fetch you now if you like. - I love you with all my heart too daddy, so I am very happy you are accepting the inevitable. I will make my own way home, and I'll probably come home tomorrow at some poinT. Edward and Ramon said their goodbyes, with Ramon leaving the kitchen and made his way down to the Demon Dungeon. Having just spoken with his man and getting off of his chest what he wanted to say he suddenly felt completely free. On a little coffee table to the side of the red leather couch was some wraps of cocaine, and that is where the stage was set for the later in the day as the cute NEG Latino PiG snorted a big fat line up each nostril. Would he not touch anything as he had been strictly instructed to? Back in town the tattooist had just finished my new PA piercing, and Uncle Todd the treated us to have a lovely late lunch. He didn't seem to have much of an appetite, and that chesty rattling cough was beginning to really worry me. We had finished eating and were waiting for the bill when ... - Fancy going for a few drinks PiG? Celebrate your new life as a pierced and tatted P☣️Z PiG, ready to share your nasTy gifT? - I think we should go home now, and check on Ramon. Truth is I wanted Uncle Todd just to get home and get some rest. Upon our return the house seemed empty, no sign of Ramon anywhere. - He has to be in down in the Demon Dungeon, c'mon PiG, let's go and check to see if your first ever gifTee is down there. As we made our way down the staircase we could here moans and groans. And as we reached the bottom we both saw a vision that made Uncle Todd go into panic mode. Ramon was knelt down, naked, wearing the chained nipple clamps, riding frantically on a large dildo, and was riding it INSIDE of the reverse pentagram on the marbled floor. He also had lit all of the candles surrounding the pentagram and directly in front of him by his knees was the book of ancient languages, opened! Uncle Todd calmly yet firmly spoke - Okay, now don't move a muscle Ramon, and don't utter a word. Keep very still. I am going to come over, snuff the candles, and retrieve the book, and we'll take it from there. Don't move. Keep quiet. But Ramon seemed to be too coked out of his tree to be listening properly as he leant forward placing his palms on the book and spoke; - I have heard about your inner demon Uncle Todd, and I have often fantasized about you becoming possessed and literally fucking the HELL into me. I wish you would. Oh I wish you would. Suddenly the bulb blew plunging us into a candle lit darkness, and the room without a doubt in the blink of an eye became very hot. I looked over to Todd who had his head clasped in his hands and he began to plead; - No, don't make me do it. I promised my friend I wouldn't touch him, no, please don't ...

I think this will likely have only one (perhaps two) more parts. Enjoy. PART 3 Tony continued to whisper dirty stuff in Jake’s ear while casually playing with his own cock, which was sticking out of the zipper of his shorts. The tall guy in my ass felt amazing and I was loving having both of my holes filled with cock. The booty bump that Tony put under the tall guy’s foreskin was really kicking in hard, and my brain could only focus on one thing. COCK. COCK and more COCK. I desperately needed loads of cum in my pussy and couldn’t remember what other purpose I had, other than letting men use my holes to shove their dicks in and breed. The tall guy started to pick up the pace and said “you want my load, pig? Tell me what you want, you fucking whore.” He slowed down and continued to berate me “Come on faggot. If you don’t want it I’ll give my load to that other boy over there. He looks like he has a hungry pussy too.” Tall guy looked over at the other boy kneeling on the floor, still sucking the older daddy’s cock. "Your pussy hungry, bitch?” Deep moans came from a few feet away from me and the other boy said “fuck yes. I need cum in my hole.” Fuck. Someone else was going to take the load that my pussy desperately needed. No fucking way. That little bitch wasn’t getting this stud’s sperm. I desperately needed it inside me. My brain came out of its cock induced stupor and I moaned loudly. “Fuck bro, No! I gotta have it! Breed my cunt. Knock me up, I gotta get your load. I need your babies inside me.” He slapped my ass and laughed in a nasty way. “Fucking greedy little chem pig. You’re gonna get my load, don’t worry faggot.” He laughed again and picked up speed, holding on to my hips while he pounded my cunt mercilessly. I moaned loudly and kept begging him for his load, “come on dude, fuck my pussy, I gotta have it. Breed me! Fuck, yes, breed me stud!” My begging sent tall guy over the edge and he pounded me even harder, pulling his cock all the way out and immediately slamming it back inside, coming close to but never quite satisfying my greedy fagdump. Finally, he slammed into me a few more times, even harder than he had been doing and said “Gonna make your fucking cunt pregnant, whore. Here it comes.” He held his long, thin cock in my hole and I could feel it throbbing inside me. “Yes, yes yes! Knock me the fuck up, bro! I gotta have it. Keep fucking raping me! God I need cock. FUUUUUUUCK.” The guy had clearly shot a huge load up my ass, and it was all I could do to hold on to Jake’s waist. Jake stopped fucking my mouth and just held his cock still so I could slow down from the vibration I was feeling from the tina plus the fucking the tall guy had given me. He pulled his dick out of me quickly and spun me around, pulling Jakes dick out of my mouth. “Clean my cock, faggot.” He shoved his sperm covered cock in my mouth and I gobbled it down all the way down my throat. The tall guy slammed his dick in and out of my mouth a few times, then pulled it out and said “OK, pig, that’s enough.” He pulled up his jock and shorts and tucked his long cock in the pouch, and said “I gotta go, faggot. See ya round.” He bent down, looked me in the face and spat, saying “fucking whore.” He took off, leaving me standing in the middle of the bathroom floor, feeling a little woozy. I grabbed on to the metal partition between the sinks and the urinals and said “Guys, my head’s kinda spinning.” Jake and Tony laughed and Jake said “it’s ok bro. Take a deep breath. We got all night.” I held on to the metal partition and tried to catch my breath. Jake and Tony still had their dicks out and were both hard as a rock. My pussy was still really hungry and I realized that there were a some new guys in the room. The daddy getting his cock sucked by the other pig on the floor grunted, moaned and dumped his load in the boy’s mouth. He quickly packed his cock away and left while the boy on the floor stayed there, moaning and playing with his tits. Tony said “Go, pig. Now.” He pointed at the door and slapped me across the face playfully. I finally looked over at the three new guys, all early 20s college boys, one tall and skinny, the other two short and beefy, who were standing near the doorway, rubbing their dicks through their shorts. I walked over, just wearing my jock and knelt down in front of the three of them and reached for the one in the middle, one of the beefy guys. He unbuttoned his shorts and they fell to the floor. Faced with another fat uncut dick, I simply opened my mouth and swallowed it. I heard “suck it, faggot,” and he reached around the back of my head to roughly pull my mouth onto his cock. All the way down my throat in the first stroke. Heaven. He didn’t care what I wanted. A slut with a mouth was in front of him, so he was going to fuck it with his dick. I was just there to be a hole. His buddies pulled their cocks out and began to stroke them. The tall, skinny guy had an equally long and skinny cut cock and the other short beefy guy had a short, but impossibly fat dick. My pussy twitched in hoping I’d get it inside me. In the meantime, I concentrated on getting my face fucked by a really fat uncut cock, aka my new best friend. Jake and Tony walked over to where we were standing and Tony pushed Jake down onto the floor. He was a top to me, but to his Dad he was just a little pig boy, slut, whore cocksucker who occasionally needed to be reminded of his place. First via an unexpected booty bump and now by being “forced” to suck some stranger’s cock. Jake let the tall guy shove his long, thin dick down his throat and started to moan. He was kneeling on the concrete floor next to me, spun cocksuckers hypnotized by the delicious cocks using our mouths for their owners’ pleasure. Suddenly, I felt another presence on the other side of me. The twink boy who’d been sucking cock when we first entered was on the other side of me, trying desperately to get the enormously fat cock of the third college boy in his mouth. He was a small kid, perhaps 18 or 19, and not more than 5’4” tall. He had a really cute face and a chest covered in blonde fur. If I was in a top mood, he’d be a boy I’d love breeding, but he, Jake and I were all kneeling on a dirty concrete bathroom floor sucking their cocks. Bunch of faggot bottom boys. After a few minutes of cocksucking and loud moans coming from almost everyone in the room, the guy I was sucking turned to Tony and said “Can we fuck your faggots?” Tony laughed and said “only two of them are mine, but sure. I don’t think any of them will object to getting a nice load of sperm in his cumdump. Stand up pigs.” We all stood up and each one of us turned around so the guys could easily access our pussies. I could hear the guy behind me spitting on his dick, and he reached out to feel my hole and said “nice, I got the pre lubed model. Ready or not, faggot, I’m fuckin your cunt.” He slammed his long fat dick in my hole, not really caring if I was opened up. I knew this was going to be a brutal fuck. He was showing off for his buddies, and we all knew it. The tall guy was balls deep in Jake “fuck dude, this one is lubed up too. What a bunch of fucking sluts.” The little Twink kid squealed as the third guy’s absurdly fat cock was lubed up from a bottle he brought with him. Tony walked over to the top and whispered in his ear. I saw him hand something to the guy and he laughed. Another booty bump. The kid was gonna need it. He was pretty small and the cock the guy was trying to shove up his ass was enormous. But he looked like he’d been around the block a time or thirty and knew his way around getting a cock up his ass. Tony pulled out a bottle of poppers and I could hear the kid take 5 or 6 enormous hits off the bottle. He sighed and the guy behind him just sighed and said "holy fuck. No one’s ever taken my cock so easily before. What a filthy whore. Dude, your boy’s a fucking whore.” He and Tony both laughed and the guy started his fucking rhythm to match his buddies who were fucking me and Jake. I could hear the kid next to me say “FUCCCCCCCK,” and I knew the booty bump Tony gave him was kicking in. Now we were all spun to one degree or another and doing what dirty faggots do. Get fucked up the ass in a sleazy public toilet. The three of them were clearly really turned on by the situation and I knew they wouldn’t take long to breed us. The one fucking me went first. He was moaning loudly and started to speed up his merciless pounding of my cunt. I was having a hard time standing up, and started to beg him for his load. “Fuck me bro. Give me another load. I need to get knocked up. Gotta have your babies. Gotta get bred. Make me pregnant.” I kept up with an endless stream of filthy talk to get him to the edge so he’d give me his hot college boy load. Finally after a few minutes he started to jackhammer my cunt and then held still. I could feel his enormous prick throbbing in my cunt and knew he was adding his DNA to my hole. For a second I wished I was a girl so I could get knocked up for real, over and over again. He held his cock inside me and I could feel it still pulsing, throbbing in my cunt. Then the tall guy who was fucking Jake started his ride down the roller coaster. He loudly whispered “fuck dude, I’m coming. Take. My. Fucking. LOAD, YOU WHORE!” I looked over and I could see his nuts pulling up every time he shot a volley of cum into Jake’s pussy. The guy inside me was still hard and slowly fucking my cunt, frothing up the loads that were inside my hole. Finally it was the turn of the guy with the giant dick fucking the little furry Twink. He didn’t say anything, but we were all watching him pummel the kid’s hole. I couldn’t believe he was taking that huge cock so well. Finally the guy held still and I knew he was breeding the kid with a giant load of cum to match his giant dick. Finally they all pulled out, pulled up their jocks and shorts and left without a word. The furry kid turned and got on his knees immediately, shoving his cute face up against my pussy, sucking the loads of sperm out of me. I reached around and pulled his face into my hole so he could mine for jizz gold inside my cunt. Jake and Tony were making out and walked over to where I was so I could hold onto them while my pussy got eaten. I was in fucking heaven, spun out of my head and turned on like I’d never been before. Finally he slowed down and stood up, passing me a nice huge snowball of cum into my mouth. We made out for a minute or two, passing the cum loads back and forth between us until they were gone. He walked over to the corner and grabbed a backpack, pulling out a jockstrap which he pulled on around his pretty, completely soft cock and big beautiful furry butt. Tony walked up to him and said “you ready to go, sport?” “I sure am, Dad. I had a great time tonight.” Tony laughed and smiled. He could see me, shocked again, and said “yeah, this one is mine too. Gabe, say hi to Adam. He’s coming home with us. Aren’t you, Adam?” I was completely shocked but my pig brain said “am I?” I grinned like an idiot and said “Sure!” I pulled up my jockstrap and Gabe and I walked out of the bathroom, arm in arm, making out. I grabbed my shorts from the trunk and put them on, but left my tank top off. Standing by my car, Tony walked up to Gabe and said “why don’t you ride with Adam. You boys can get to know each other better. We’ll meet you back at the house.” Tony reached over and kissed Gabe deeply, and I could see Tony playing with Gabe’s pussy again. He moaned. “Daddy! Come on! Let’s go. You can have my hole whenever you want.” Tony laughed and slapped his butt cheek. “I can’t resist that big, furry ass of yours. OK, son. See you there.” Then he turned to kiss me and said “get a move on. My cock needs your cunt, boy.” I smiled and kissed him back, hard on the mouth. “We’ll be right behind you, Sir.” I got in the car thinking how lucky I was to have a week off work. Gabe reached over to play with my cock while I was driving and I could see I was in for a long, fun night.

Part Two “I don’t feel like doing all the work so I’m gonna let you beg for the mere opportunity to serve me.” I gaped at him briefly, then sheepishly, almost embarrassed, I slid off the couch and crawled across the filthy floor to his feet. I bowed my head low between his spread legs, eyes cast down but spine straight with core engaged, hoping he would interpret this body language as submissive yet proud. “Please sir. Please allow me to worship you however it pleases you. Please. I beg you for the opportunity to be used as your personal slave, servant, holes, whatever, however…just please allow me to…please, sir, please use this pathetic faggot in any way you like, you are the reason I exist, sir.” He sat there for a moment, absorbing my desperate declaration of servitude. I couldn’t see his face but out of my peripheral I could tell his cock definitely twitched a few times. He laughs, a deep belly laugh that slowly makes its way up to a smug chuckle. “Well fuck me running. I just got myself my very own faggot. Kinda feels like winning the lottery except .... He chuckles again to himself as he leans forward so his mass is towering over me, my head still bowed low between his legs at his feet, marveling at the amount of shards in his carpet...because...meth. He sparks his torch and takes a long luxurious rip off his bong, my kunt twitches. He exhales a massive cloud that seems to envelop me completely. I close my eyes. SMACK “Pay attention faggot, always. You live to serve men right? Well you live to serve me now and my servants are always on point, if you’re good enough I may even really get you on point. But first things first. Let’s see how well you do with this.” He leans back in his massive club chair, more masculine than ever before, slouches and spreads his legs so his fucking gym shorts ride up freeing a beautiful 6” half-mast cut cock and two huge, shaved, low hanging balls from the leg of the shorts. The world around me, and my place in it cease to exist; only this man and his manhood remain. I rapidly experience the perfect Pavlovian response: eyes dilate, mouth salivates, adrenaline pumps, attention focuses laser-like on his crotch and before I can even realize it’s going to happen, I whimper.... A pathetic, hungry little bitch kind of whimper that I’m betting he’s never heard any woman make when he whips it out. Quietly, almost under his breath, “Fuck. Yes. Faggot...this is,” he says, pulling the crotch of his shorts more to the side, showcasing his swelling cock and balls with his big knuckled hands, “your destiny. I need you to...no, you WILL worship me because that’s what you do. Prove yourself, cock sucker and take both my cock and balls down your throat without crushing my balls or cheese grating my cock. I don’t care if you can breath or not, prove your skill and worthiness.” I whimper again and move up towards his cock, opening my mouth almost drooling on his chair. “Hold up,” his massive palm squarely grips my entire face, “smoke this first.” He hands the freshly packed bong down me and I sit up on my haunches. Surprisingly, he puts the bong to my mouth and lights it for me. “Suck this bong like your gonna suck the last dick of your life.” I inhale slowly and deeply. He keeps the heat on the bowl and I don’t want to be rude and let his shit burn so I keep sucking, faster now until my lungs are maxed and burning….my head spins, heart pounds, my cock strains out copious precum. He hands me the bong as I finish my rip and as I start to exhale, before I can even flinch, he jams four of his fingers into my mouth, two from the left on bottom and two from the right on top. I look up at him confused until I feel him applying pressure. “I bet I won’t have to stretch your face as much I do with my other bitches but I always warm up the kunt I’m about to fuck, get it nice and wide and wet so it can take all of me without trouble.” Then, not gently, he pulls my jaws in opposite directions, stretching my mouth open past its natural limit. He uses his remaining fingers to massage my tongue and tease my throat making me salivate even more. He spits directly down my throat. My eyes water. After a few delicious minutes of this, he pulls his fingers out of my panting gape, wipes them in my hair, takes the bong back and growls one simple command, “Worship.” #wip I’m as crazed, pathetic, high, lost, found, and dickmatized as I’ve ever been (and I know it) so I relish the moment as long as I am able. Leaning down, putting my face into his beautiful cock and massive balls, I inhale deeply. It’s better than poppers. Another whimper. Then I lick the underside of his balls, first one, than the other, teasing his flesh as I work around to the front. He moans out a guttural “fuuuuck.” Encouraged, I greedily suck his entire sack into my mouth trying to swallow them whole. My tongue works the base of his cock and his taint while I suck all the sweat/man smell I can get, lewdly slobbering everywhere, being who and what I am. In a natural pause, “take another rip faggot,” putting the freshly loaded bong to my mouth. Another brutally long and deep inhale. Finally he pulls the bong away and puts his massive hand over my mouth and nose, sets the bong down with his other hand and then grabs the back of my head and pulls me down to his cock, now fully 8.5” hard. “I don’t want to see any smoke until my pubes are up your nose.” Again, I involuntarily whimper. The huge rush has my esophagus opened wide ready to gulp oxygen and feed my amped up system. He has other plans. Hands on the back of my head he guides my mouth on to his cock. In one fail swoop I slurp his delicious veiny-smooth dick of death right down my throat, blasting what smoke was left in my lungs out of my nose into his pubes as ordered. My reward was him groaning and grabbing the back of my head with both hands, I inhale as much as I can preparing for whats coming. Throat relaxed, his hands grip tighter as he starts to fuck my face kunt like a teenager in heat. “Ho. Ly. Fuck” he said between thrusts. “I guess I’ve never had the pleasure of a real cock sucker before. And you’re not even fighting back! Fuck!” I seize the moment to maneuver one, then both balls into my mouth with my tongue. I was in heaven, face kunt completely full, owned by a fat cock and balls, molding my mouth kunt to his liking. “Fuck you faggot!” He groans and just looses his shit pounding his new kunt. Knowing one wrong move could cause either of us unpleasant injury, I do my best to relax and breath when I can. The pounding continues and I lose track of time, sort of how one does on a long train ride, hypnotized by the rhythm of the tracks. Except this was an extremely cloudy and aggressive ride, precisely the kind of ride I was born for. My neck is aching, I am sweating, and my jaw is getting sore. But these are all normal for a passionate cock sucker and trivial compared to the multiple “fag-gasms” my face kunt experiences thanks to his glorious cock. I can feel him getting harder, straining against the curve of my throat. Still in his two handed strong hold, he yanks my head backwards, mid fuck. I am immediately crestfallen and fearful I’ve hurt him some how. He laughs when he sees this written all over my slimy red face. “Don’t worry faggot, you’ll get a whole lot more of this cock, you didn’t have anywhere to be right?” Not that he was really asking me but I reaffirm my submission by panting a response. “Faggot is exactly where it needs to be, sir.” ## Part 2 He hands me his bong and a sack of rocks, “Pack that bowl and don’t stop sucking clouds till I say so.” As I numbly fumble with the obscenely full baggie, he gets up and dead bolts the front door. He turns around as I spark the bowl and his shorts fall to the ground. My eyes inhale his full glory as my lungs fill with smoke. He‘s one of those who look better naked: bigger, proportionate, powerful, manly. Somewhere in my brain I know this perception is altered because I’m on my knees and high as fuck, the faggot vying for full control, pathetically shivering with a need to serve, to be used unyieldingly. I’ve consciously surrendered my will and body to him, I'm hoping the drugs will hasten my subconscious in the same direction. The faggot cuts off my analytical thinking and I'm praying like a whore in church that he extracts every twisted ounce of pleasure his superior man psyche desires. My cock is twitching with the pangs of my faggoty needs... and I crack. Though I know I shouldn't speak the words come tumbling out. "Please sir, please.... fffucking faggot...chemed up whore kunt....begs you, begging-need to be used-to serve-just please, fuck, fucking, fuck use your faggots holes...anything I’ll do anything-for you-hard....without restraint...(I’m now in a full grovel at his feet, arms stretching forward toward him, knees spread wide with my back arching my kunt up, jerking with hunger).., I'll take-eat-suck anything you allow me to have, please, fuck, fucking break your filthy faggot....*whimper* make me yours I beg..." SMACK "SHUT THE FUCK UP. I DONT NEED TO HEAR YOUR VOICE EVER AGAIN UNLESS I ASK FOR IT! You got that, faggot?" I shoot precum when he says this. I look up into his eyes with a mixture of premature devotion, submission, and pleading then bend all the way down and kiss his feet. "Damn fucking straight. You really are a pathetic excuse for a man, fuck you AREN'T a man. You're just a tool in a man's body for Men to use....oh shit. Now I see...understand what you are and where you fit...” he laughs to himself, shrugs and with a sadistic smile continues, “...and I give zero fucks about you, what you want, or that you're even a human. Fuck, you're less than human. You're just faggot. Holes." A thought flashes across his face and I swear his cock jumps. "Fuck, why not, might as well make it real clear." He gets up and disappears into the kitchen for a minute. I dare not move, still face down ass up on the floor, whimpering. Then his feet suddenly in front of me, "Look at me, faggot." As ordered I look up and he grabs my face with his massive fucking hands pulling it just so. "I always like to label what's mine,” he says, leaning in gesturing with the fat marker he grabbed from the kitchen around my face. I respond by involuntarily oozing more precum onto his carpet. He flips the cap off with his thumb and makes the first strokes. “Especially around tweakers, that way if they fuck with my shit there’s no excuses.” With that he uses the industrial strength marker and writes across my face, from ear to ear, in big, thick, heavy letters, F A G. Smirking, he spits in my faces back hands me, yells for me to turn around and present him my checks which I enthusiastically do and he writes some more across my two cheeks. Whatever marker he is using is serious shit because the smell is worse than any popper I've had and my skin is burning. It hurts so good. He finishes marking his property and then two commands, "Bong. Cock." My eyes snap to his massive glass dick, and then his massive cock as I hand the bong up to him and gulp all of my reason for living down my throat in one go. He moans in to the bong as he melts the freshly added crystals and sucks a long and slow milky rip, expertly nursing the bong. "Look at me fag, suck in through you nose." Even with his cock buried 8" down my throat I can still breath around it when I relax. He exhales a mesmerizing, undulating cloud down his fuzzy chest, ripped abs, treasure trail, right into my face. I see my future in that cloud. As it slowly oozes towards me I feel the last vestiges of resistance start to fade. I no longer see myself as a semi-professional man functioning in society….I see a faggot, born to worship and be of service to men, at the mercy of their whims, only fulfilled when owned and being used for their pleasure. I deeply breath in his cloud, it gives me life and renewed purpose. Submitting, surrendering, relaxing, the remaining inch of so of his cock slides in my throat and I bury my nose in his fragrant pubes. I have one loud resonating thought….”home.” His cock pulses to a new level of hardness, my relaxed face kunt gladly bending to its will. He must see or sense my surrender. He leans down, blowing another massive fucking cloud into my face. “Are you my faggot, faggot?” he asks genuinely. I look up, sheer pathetic pleading and gratitude smeared all over my face and nod and whimper. He sneers, flexes his cock, and sparks the torch for another rip. “That was whole lot easier than I thought it was going to be.” This comment barely registers in my brain as his freshcloud, his will envelopes me more thoroughly than before. Then, surprisingly, he grabs my head pulling his cock a few inches out and pushes a bottle of poppers hard against my nostril while expertly closing the other. The thought registers for a micro second that this is not the first time he’s done this...and the next millisecond I’m instinctively, purposefully huffing the bottle numerous times. “Damn! I guess you like these then, huh faggot? They’re like a faggot superfood....now show me how just how desperate you are to be my property and suck that cock like it owns you...” The poppers are good. “Oh shit, really good!” I think. My world is buzzing and spinning almost too intensely for a moment and I sit back on my haunches and take a few, crazy eyed lungfuls of air. He must understand what is going on because he doesn’t reprimand me for taking his cock out of my mouth. Rolling his eyes, he hands me the bong already filled with smoke. I hungrily suck it down while melting another fat rip, filling my lungs to their max and holding it. I hand him back the bong, grab the poppers and take two quick whiffs, my eyes focused intensely on his fat, veined up, swollen headed, dripping 8.5”. In one fluid motion as the popper rush comes on, I lean in and lewdly slurp his cock down my open and eager throat, briefly glancing up at him for his approval. He flashes that sneer I’ve already started to crave. Dismissively, his eyes close and head falls back, his hands firmly grip his new face kunt as I suck his balls into my mouth, my nose bottoming out in his pubes. He starts to fuck. I cease to exist as I know myself. My awareness of the world around me fades and I am no longer an autonomous individual...the cock filling my throat, stretching, digging out it’s new property is my everything. A deep visceral sigh/moan washes over me as I completely surrender to the drugs, the faggot, his cock, him...him and his needs are my entire universe...his penultimate hole for use, unyielding.

No matter how much the boy tries he just cant hold his Little boy pussy closed enough to stop my load from leaking out.

just took 4 loads in two apartments in the same building back to back. the guys know each other. they like to get me to go to one guys place first, strip naked and take his load blindfolded, then leaving my clothes there I leave the first apartment go to the stairwell and go to the other guys apartment carrying just lube and a blindfold. when I get there I take his load then go back to the first apartment to get my clothes. I go inside and get dressed in the doorway or sometimes he leaves my clothes in a front of the door so I grab them n get dressed in the stairwell. a couple times I got back and they were soaked in piss.but today they had me go from apt to apt naked times and I got two loads in each place but I think it was a different guy who fucked me the second time at the first guys place.

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Chapter 71; *The return of Uncle Todd's Demon* And with that his arms dropped to his side as his now visual gaunt suken cheeked yellow eyed face that was lit up by the candles let out a wild shriek with his expression showing a man in distress. The wild shrieking eventually came to an abrupt halt, and Todd grunted as his chest shoulders and head were thrown forward as though something had just hit him. And bam, just like that he had the same demonic look as he did the night he fucked me when he was possessed by a demon. He looked at me, snarled, and then casually walked away to his BDSM trunk, put on his executioner mask, then made his way to the entrance to the reverse pentagram. By now Ramon who was still on his knees had turned around to face demon Todd. He snarled at the naked defencless NEG PiG who suddenly became frightened by Todd's recent possession; - No, please, no ... I've changed my mind, oh no, what have I done? He inched his way back a few inches so he was now resting on the book, and then in fear and by an unnown force he froze on the spot. Todd in his possessed state snarled louder and louder at Ramon and ripped his own clothes off until everything he had just been wearing lay in shreds around him. Snarling, and now naked, and although he was clearly now very sick his death Dick was more engorged and erect than I had ever seen it, with Gono pus trickling down his shaft, veins bulging, and some sores too. In his possession he seemed to have developed a super strength as he bent down to pick up Ramon like he was a tiny light feather, stood upright and impaled the PiG onto his Diseased Demon Death Dick and without pause commenced a brutal super powerful Demonic hate fuck, like he was some young fit athlete in their late twneties. Ramon started to whimper ... - No, please stop Uncle Todd, it's hurting, please stop, please .... no .... no .... *whimper* I knew were Uncle Todd & Uncle Ayan kept a stash of joints, so I got a few, got naked, and lay in the sling getting stoned (which helped with the piercing and tattooing pain) and enjoyed watching the demonic fuck show. This brutal super powerful Demonic hate fuck had been going on for hours without a moments pause and I could tell Ramon was getting worn out, every now and then pleading to be let go through whimpers as his NEG cunT got brutalised and torn to pieces. You want to fuck with the Demons, then you had better be careful for what you wish for. And then, I heard footsteps, it was of course Uncle Ayan; - Oh no Todd darling, you promised me you wouldn't do this, you are too weak to handle this now ... Todd glanced over at Ayan and for a reason I do not know that seemed to be the catalyst to take this wild feral Demon fuck to it's cum climax conclusion, and with that Todd fell to his knees with Ramon still impaled on the end of his Demon Death Dick, pushed him onto his back so the Demon was now brutally fucking Ramon missionary. - No, please stop, please, I need to rest, it hurts. But Todd was not there to hear the pleading for mercy. None was shown! It was not long in this position before I could see Todd's frail skinny body tense up alongside his Demon snarls get louder and much more aggressive. I knew he was close, so I got up out of the sling and positioned myself for a rear view, and I was just in time as Todd's Demon head tilted to the dungeon ceiling as he let out a growl that was not of this world. I looked at his wasted AIDS ass and saw his perineum begin to twitch and I knew then he was cumming inside of the PiG; - Fuck, my ass is burning, what is happening, my ass is burning up ... After a few minutes of Uncle Todd propelling his Death-Seed deep inside Ramon's NEG cunT his growling stopped and he slumped over Ramon, not moving nor making a single sound, with the exception of his perineum still giving the odd intermitten twitch. Ayan rushed over and felt Todd's right wrist. - I can barely feel a pulse, I'm taking him to the emergency room. Big strong beefy Arabian Ayan picked up his frail sick husband and whisked him away, leaving behind a brutally fucked and visibly shaken Ramon. He couldn't seem to move either albeit fully aware of his surroundings, so I carried him up to the room we were staying in, lay him on the bed, and we cuddled face to face; - Even though my cunT is still burning I'd love you to fuck me, Sir. - Well, no fucking for me for a few weeks as my new PA piercing heals up. Hey PiG, if your Edward could see us now, eh. - He might be my Daddy, but you are my SIR, you are the Alpha, and you own me and my cunT. I can't wait to become infecTed with your dirTy DNA. We chatted for a while until the crazy events caught up with us both and we just passed out through sheer exhaustion. We had been asleep for several hours when there was a knock on our bedroom door, and in walked Ayan. I sat upright all bleary eyed; - Hey Uncle Ayan, where is Uncle Todd, how is he?? - He is in the hospital now in intensive care. Steven, you are back at work tomorrow, so I shall drive you both back home. I need to be alone tonight. - Oh, okay. Ramon and I got up, got dressed, got our things together, and Uncle Ayan drove us home. Ramon could have easily gone into his home to be with his man, but he chose to come in with me instead, and we slept one final night together before he returned the following morning.

PART 4 Gabe and I drove toward their their house, following Tony and Jake in their car. He spent the whole time blowing my soft tina cock and playing with my hole. I could feel him slide his fingers inside, then pull them out and suck the mixed loads of sperm off his fingers. My pussy was dripping and I knew there was going to be a stain on the seat of my car, but I didn’t give a shit. I’m sure it would smell amazing from he dried cum tomorrow. But all that mattered was my hole and getting it plowed some more. We’d been driving for a few minutes when we got separated from Jake and Tony. I was trying to keep up with them, but they made a traffic light and I had to stop when the light turned red, so it gave me a chance to concentrate on Gabe playing with my cunt. He was small so his fingers were able to get far up inside my hole, despite me needing to drive. We were sitting at the traffic light where I lost Jake and Tony when I realized that someone next to me in a much taller car was looking down, bug eyed at what he was seeing. I looked over at him and he grinned back at me and gave me two thumbs up. I could see him nudging the person who was driving, who leaned over and looked as well. He could clearly see me getting road head from Gabe. I could see them high five each other and laugh. They had no way of knowing that my cock was shrunken and not remotely hard from all the tina that Tony had given me. I didn’t care, it still felt amazing. The light turned green and the voyeur’s truck sped up and got ahead of me, and then slowed way down. There were very few cars on the street, since we were in a part of town that had a lot of auto repair shops and warehouses. The guys in the truck slowed down even more, then signaled for a right turn and went down a small side street where there was a sign that said DEAD END. Gabe popped his head up off my cock and pulled his fingers out of my ass, licking the cum off them and said “what’s going on, Adam? Dad and Jake are expecting us, and my hole is hungry!” I looked at him and said “I think we’re going to have an adventure on the way to your house. Text your dad and tell him we’re going to be late and that we’ll explain when we get there. Also tell him where we are, just in case there’s trouble.This won’t take long.” I slowed down, signaled for a turn myself and followed the truck to the end of the street. I parked on the opposite side from the truck and turned off my lights. I was nervous because I didn't want to get into a dangerous situation, but I was thinking with my cumdump. The tina and the loads in my hole wanted more. I turned off my head lights and could see three guys standing in front of their truck on the other side. “Come on, Gabe, let’s have some fun!” I got out of the car and closed the door, leaning on the side and said “hey guys, what’s going on.” There wasn't a street light at this end of the block but I could see that they were all scruffy country boys, in town to blow off some steam, get drunk and fuck some holes. They were all around 20, two of them were tall and skinny with ball caps, shorts and tank tops and the other one was short and more beefy with the same shorts, tank top and ball cap on. They all laughed and one of the tall ones said “you tell us. Looks like your little buddy there was giving you a nice blowjob.” I looked over and Gabe was smiling. I laughed, smiled and said “he was. He’s got a pretty mouth. You want a test drive? I give pretty good head too.” He laughed and said “fuck yeah! Get over here and suck my dick. I haven’t had a good blowjob in weeks. Really need to nut.” I looked at Gabe and grinned. We both walked over to the front of the truck and the boys all came around and the two tall ones pulled their shorts down to reveal long floppy uncut cocks, perfectly mated to tall skinny boys. They all had similar crew cuts and scraggly facial hair, the kind that boys try to grow when they’re young and want to see what it’s going to look like. Gabe and I both knelt down in front of them on the asphalt street and took their semi-hard cocks in our mouths. FUUUUUCK. I was immediately in heaven. The tall boy smelled amazing. A nice mix of sweat, foreskin funk, furry taint and piss that made my pussy clench. I desperately wanted to suck his cock, but I sure hoped he’d wanna shove it up my hole and load me up. He quickly got hard in my mouth and started to moan. His cock was about 7” long and thick, with a nice overhang of foreskin that let his cock head peek out when his dick got to full mast. I sucked his cock voraciously and obediently took it all the way down my throat as countless men had taught me to do since I’d started sucking cock as a teenager. He moaned and put one hand behind my neck and the other on my chin. He pulled me onto his cock and it easily slid down my throat which left us both moaning. Gabe was doing a similar number on the other tall guy while the shorter guy stood there with his cock pulled out of the pouch of his jockstrap, while he slowly jerked off. The short guy had a beautiful fat, uncut dick which looked like it would feel amazing up my ass. I came up for air and turned to him and said “you wanna fuck my hole?” His eyes lit up and he grinned really big. “Fuck dude. Really? YES!” I pulled my shorts down so my hole was accessible and turned my ass to face the short guy. He spit in his hand and rubbed it all over his fat dick. His buddies were egging him on. The one fucking my face said “Come on Jack, fuck his pussy. You know you want it. That fat cock of yours will split him open. Dirty little cunt deserves a good hard breeding.” Jack laughed and spit in his hand again, this time lining his cock up with my hole and pushing. Jack moaned loudly and said “Fuck, Tommy, he’s already loaded up. What a filthy fuckin cumdump. Dude, how many guys have bred you tonight?” I pulled myself off Tommy’s cock and said “fuck if I know. Six maybe? I can’t remember. Two of them were Gabe’s dad and brother.” I could feel Jack’s cock get slightly harder when I said that and he started to fuck me in earnest. His cock felt amazing in my pussy, which was still on fire from the booty bumps that Tony had given me a few hours before. I was doing exactly what my pussy wanted to do. Get bred by a hot boy with a huge dick. We were all aware that we were five rutting pigs fucking outside on a deserted city street, which added to the excitement and urgency. We were out in the open on a side street doing what pigs do best, getting it on so we could shoot and take loads of cum. “Fuck man, look at his pussy just swallow your cock. No bitch ever takes your huge cock that easily. Guess this one is a real dirty slut. Must’ve been getting it up the ass since he was 15.” I pulled Tommy’s cock out of my mouth and said “Thirteen.” Then I plunged Tommy’s dick back inside my throat. They all laughed and Jack kept fucking me, slowly increasing his speed. After a couple of minutes of pounding my hole Jack started to plunge his cock into my hole with increasing force “gonna cum, faggot, gonna cum in your pussy.” I held on to Tommy’s waist as Jack raped my cunt forcefully and then suddenly, he stopped. I could feel his huge cock start to pulse. One. Two. Three. FOUR. FIVE. SIX fucking times. Six volleys of sperm deep in my pussy. Jack loudly whispered “FUCCCCCCCK. Take it you fucking whore!” I held still, continuing to hold on to Tommy’s waist with his cock deep in my throat, while Jack came back to earth. His cock slowly slipped out of my hole and I turned around, so my ass was facing Tommy. I took Jack’s cock in my mouth, cleaning it off, making sure to clean all of his (and random strangers’) cum from under his beautiful, juicy foreskin. Tommy didn’t waste any time making his move. He slipped his cock inside my pussy and met no resistance. “Fuck, dude! This hole is so wet and slick. You must’ve shot a giant load in here.” Jack laughed “you know me, bro, I always shoot huge loads, even when I just came! It’s my secret power!” He laughed again and grabbed his cock saying “PEW PEW!” Like he was shooting a laser gun in a sci-fi movie. Tommy and their other friend laughed some more, and I continued to suckle on Jack’s beautiful cock. Gabe was leaned over, grabbed on to the bumper of the truck and had the third guy’s long cut cock in his cunt. Tommy and Jack started to egg him on with Jack saying “Come on Ben, give it to him. Breed that pussy. Knock the bitch up.” Tommy added, “Good thing these fags can’t get pregnant.” I wanted him to knock me up. I wanted his babies inside me. Every time Tommy slammed into me, I could feel and hear all that hot boy cum covering his dick. Ben laughed and started to pound Gabe hard. Jack pulled up his shorts and walked in front of Gabe who was having a hard time holding on to the truck. He grabbed Gabe’s face and pulled him up and started kissing him hard on the mouth, making out with him and whispering in his ear “let my buddy breed you lil’ bro. His cock feels amazing doesn't it? You’re so fucking sexy, and so fucking furry. But you’re a dirty little whore aren’t you, lil’ bro?” Gabe just moaned and kissed Jack harder on the mouth. Tommy continued to pound me hard for another couple of minutes and soon I could feel him unloading a huge load into my pussy to add to the countless loads in my chute. Soon after, Ben did the same and dumped another load in Gabe’s hole. We were all covered in sweat from the sex, the drugs and the hot night. Finally both of their cocks slipped out of us and Jack knelt down to help us lick their dicks clean which caused Tommy and Ben to tease Jack about being a cocksucker. He stood up, licked his lips and said “Fuck you! I sure am. I fucking love cock, assholes!” They all laughed and clearly played together regularly. Jack licked Tommy’s cock once more before Tommy put it back in his shorts. Gabe didn’t seem to want to give up Ben’s dick, but finally had to stop. We all pulled up our shorts and there was a slightly awkward silence. Finally Jack said “well, faggots, I’d like to do that again. Here’s my phone number.” They all laughed. I had the feeling this sort of thing had happened before and that Jack was the instigator and leader of the group, despite being short and stocky. His two tall friends were clearly his excellent, piggy, sexy wingmen. He handed Gabe and I each a card, which I stuffed in my pocket. Then the three of them each leaned over and kissed us both goodbye, got in their truck and they were gone. Gabe leaned over to me and put his head on my shoulder and sighed. “Fuck, Adam. My pussy is on FIRE now. Let’s get a move on. I know Dad and Jake will be waiting for us. And who knows who else they rounded up. Dad knows a lot of pigs.” I’ll text him when we get back in the car. I leaned down and kissed him on the mouth, hard, pulling his tongue into my mouth, completely in lust with this furry little whore. We broke our kiss and got back in my car when Gabe pulled out his backpack and stuck his hand inside. He pulled out two good sized buttplugs of slightly different sizes.” I laughed and said “more than one?” He laughed in turn and said “I never know how ambitious my pussy’s gonna be. I’ll flip you for the big one.” He pulled out a coin and said “you pick.” I chose heads. Heads it was. “Rats. You get the big one, faggot.” We both laughed and immediately sighed and moaned while the plugs slipped into our cunts. Had to keep those loads inside for the next adventure. I carefully turned the car around and we drove the rest of the way to Tony, Gabe and Jake’s house. There were several cars int he driveway and parked on the street, besides the car Tony and Jake had fucked me in. As I turned the car off, Gabe smiled at me and said “you ready to get nasty, Adam? Like I said, my Dad and Jake both know some dirty pigs. Looks like they rounded them up. I have a feeling you and I are the cherry on top of the sundae." “Fuck cherries, Gabe. I gave my cherry up a long time ago. Now I just want cream.” Gabe kissed me hard on the mouth again, and we both laughed and made our way inside the house, arm in arm.

Chapter 65; *Reloading Ramon* - Stevie, Ramon, help yourself *Prompted Todd* - I'm alright for the moment thanks Todd, maybe a little later *I said* But my Latino sluT was right in there, and took two large lines, one up each nostril. I noticed as he was doing it there was something inside of his cunT. He came back to me on our swinging garden chair. I felt around the outside bit to the item that was stuffed inside of him. - What's this piGGy? - That's a butt plug I'm borrowing from Uncle Todd. I have been wearing it shortly after my arrival here yesterday. I didn't want to lose your dirTy load Sir. The thought was hot, but what about his digestion ... - Have you eaten anything since I fucked you yesterday? - No, nothing. Just been drinking electrolyte drinks. I am really in the zone to be fucked and fucked, so no solids for me for a while. And when I heard you were definitely coming over for a few days I went onto strict liquid diet. I had already been hard for ages, but now I was rock solid, and leaking poz pre cum. We all chatted for a further few hours until it was almost dark. In that time Todd took two more lines, with Ramon taking another four lines, so he was now coked off of his head. As we all headed inside Todd spoke; - Stevie boy, you are sharing a room with Ramon. You can go and check it out now if you like. I can see you two need release some of that pent up PiG energy. Here, take this. He handed us the bag of Coke, and off we went. On the way I grabbed my overnight bag and took it to what would now be 'our room'. As soon as we entered my Latino PiG leapt onto the bed (that had a large towel on top of the bedding), and gestured me with face towards one of the bedside cabinets that on it had the toothbrush I had used on himself prior to me fucking him. The towel. The toothbrush. This PiG was well PrEPared and obviously KNEW what he really wanted. - Take the butt plug out and BRUSH up my cunT Sir. Tear me up and make me bleed. I want to definitely convert this weekend, if I didn't already yesterday. As you brush me I am going to clench my cunT as much as I can, so I can really feel your work, and you can get dug right in. I jumped onto the bed, put my arms either side of him as though I was about to do a press up, kissed him, then brought my head up to speak as I looked deep into his eyes; - So you definitely want me to infecT you with my several strains of the HIV virus do you PiG, including the aggressive CRF19 strain, and a few med resistant strains that I know of? - Yes Sir. - And you want my two genotypes, potentially four of the Hep C virus? - Yes Sir. - And my Hep B virus? - Yes Sir. - And my HPV virus? - Yes Sir. Give me ALL the VIRUS you have, and M☢️RE. We kissed passionately for a while with our bodies pressed tightly against one another, and his legs wrapped right around my back, his sign of complete submission. I eventually sat upright as we both looked at each other and smiled. I got the brush, and removed the butt plug, and as soon as I did some of my load from yesterday farted out and onto the towel. I stuck the brush in and got to work and did what I had to do until the bristles were a nice deep red. I scooped up my farted out cum and fingered it back inside, rendering my fingers a sticky bloodied mess. I put my fingers to his lips and into his mouth; - Eat it up you nasTy PiG. - Yes Sir. He licked my fingers completely clean from his cunT blood and my day old cum he had been carefully incubating. I slid in balls deep leaning my face intowards his, and held that pozition as we both gazed into each others eyes, connecting our consciences with his legs once again firmly wrapped around my back. I leaned in all the way and we were back to passionately kissing as I began to fuck him with slow short strokes, rocking my hips in unison with his moans of pleasure. We remained in this pozition for a long while as I slowly built up a rhythm, with both of our hearts beating faster, our bodies sweating as we fucked like wild animals. Having been fucking him for ages and now at a fast powerful pace that I had been at for quite some time I could feel my balls of poison swelling. I had to give it to him, and now. I came upright and held his ankles pushing his legs wide apart as they could go and began to power fuck his hungry NEG hole with my dirTy poz piston; - I am very close you nasTy NEG sluT. Fucking BEG for what you truly deserve. - Oh FUCK YES ... Cum inside me Sir. Impregnate me for all time with all of your VIRAL filTh. Make me your nasTy sluTTy poz faGGot. BREED me Sir. Make me poz. Go on, knock my sweet little Latino NEG ass up. Well that was all I needed to hear to send me over the edge, and I sped up to the pace where I would reach the point of no return and about half a minute later I was roaring like a wild lion as I coated his battered and bruised NEG insides with my extremely T☢️XIC viral load. Once I blew my highly charged viral cum up his cunT I fell into him and we again began to kiss as I continued to very slowly fuck him as I rocked my hips. From the time I penetrated him to the time I pulled out was a full 3 hours. In that time I either fucked him, or in between fucks just slowly rocked my pelvis as we continued our passionate kissing. I blew inside of him a total of 4 times; Would FOUR loads of mega charged T☢️XIC cum be enough to infecT the bug chasing PiG?

Chapter 62; *Making Edward watch* Ramon didn't say anything, and I picked up the toothbrush, looked into the phone camera and gave a sinister smirk, and slid the toothbrush into my PiG's cunT. Edward's boyfriend, and my PiG! And why not eh. Something for everyone! 👅 I brushed the sweet soft velvety cunT walls of the sexy young man that was giving himself over completely to me, twisting and turning, poking and prodding, much to repeated protests from Edward for me to stop what I am doing, and for Ramon to go home. I took the brush out, and there were those bristles, a nice bright red. - Look at that Ed my friend, his system is now open for the HIV virus to enter without struggle. I had a scapel on the bed ready for this moment. I picked it up, and taking hold of my throbbing dick of poz death made an incision into one of the veins. SUPER CHARGED up blood quickly trickled over my shaft which I used as lube and without any slowly opening Ramon up and gently sliding in I just jabbed right in, balls deep. The blood from my bleeding Dick now covering the surface area of his sweet soft tight cunT inside with its FRESH open wounds. Ramon yelped out in pain as he became stretched in an instant. It had to be done this way though as to increase the risk of transmission further still! 😈 - Oh Ramon, PLEASE stop this. WHY are you doing this. As soon as I get home we are going straight to ER and getting you straight onto PEP. Neither Ramon or I said anything at first as I continued my job of giving this young man what he really wanted, and I continued pumping away hard and fast with every now and then looking into camera giving one of my sinister smirks at a distressed Edward. I eventually withdrew my bleeding death Dick, and when I did I saw it was completely covered in blood. I then moved the camera phone so it was now directly ahead of Ramon, so he and boyfriend Edward could see each other head on. I came back behind and slid back in which was met with another yelp. As I began to fuck him again I said; - Now PiG, if you want me to stop fucking you, you will say to me; ''Please Stop''. If you want me to continue, you say; ''Turn me into your poz bitch Sir. InfecT me with your dirTy DNA''. - Oh God, please NO! *Exclaimed Edward* - Turn me into your poz bitch Sir. InfecT me with your dirTy DNA *Ramon quickly replied* This was the first time I had fucked anyone since my Lew back at home, since I became poz myself, and I suddenly felt this surge of a deep animalistic aggression, and from this poinT on I fucked Ramon with a deep sexual violence, really ramming into him with no thought, care, nor mercy. All my emotions from the past few months bubbled up and came from the power of my hips. I could hear Edward wailing in his office begging us to stop. But nothing was going to stop us now, especially as I could now feel my balls very quickly building up to release the highly charged FILTH! Now it was time to show Edward the final act. I withdrew my bloodied throbbing shaft from Ramon and got him to be on all fours sideways to the camera, making him at first lick my bloodied shaft clean, Ed watching on helplessly as his boy took to task. I moved back behind him and slammed in once again, this time holding still. - PiG, are you ready for my highly charged up T☢️XIC load? - Yes Sir. - Good boy. Now come up from your all fours pozition and kneel with my bleeding bloodied shaft imapled balls deep into your NEG cunT! - Yes Sir. As soon as our sweaty bodies were pressed against one another I wrapped my arms around him very tightly and turned my head slightly so my mouth was near his ear, and my eyes were subtly looking into the camera phone. I now began the final descent. Ramon was gonna get what he wanted, and I was making damn well sure Edward watched the whole damn poz show! 😈 It was only a few minutes in that I could feel myself getting VERY close to busting my nut. Giving out my first gifT of many! I spoke loud and clearly so all 3 of us in the room could hear; - Now I am getting VERY fucking close PiG ... BUT, you have got to really BEG Sir for what it is you really want, and you shall receieve it. - Oh Fuck ... Oh Fuck ... YES ... I have waited for this exact moment for years, to get knocked up. - Knocked up with what, PiG? - HIV Sir. - How badly do you want it? - I don't want it Sir, I NEED it. I really NEED you to infecT me with your strain of HIV Sir. PLEASE, infecT me. Charge me up and change me for good. Turn me into your nasTy dirTy poz PiG. Make me yours. PLEASE Sir, infecT me. Fucking breed my cunT NOW Sir. I am begging you ... PLEEEEEASE. Dump your nasTy filth DEEP inside my guts. - And if I dump my biohazardous T☢️XIC waste up your NEG cunT, who will you then completely belong to? - I will completely belong to you Sir. You will OWN me. No one else. PLEASE Sir, impregnate me with you gifT for eternity. InfecT me RIGHT NOW ... PLEEEEEEASE Sir. - It will be a complete pleasure PiG. Especially considering my viral load on Monday of this week stood at an obsecene SIX HUNDRED AND NINETY MILLION, with another poz blood slam receieved today. - Oh Good Lord NO. PLEASE STOP. Steven, I demand you stop fucking my boyfriend this second. Ramon, get out of there darling. Please go home NOW! This only served to make me fuck faster & harder, make my dick grow even thicker as much more blood got engorged into it with my nasTy excitement, and smirk wider into camera. I was now fucking with shorter harder strokes as my literal grip around Ramon's chest tightened. If he wanted to get away now, he would not be able to. I HAD him! - Are you ready for it boy? I'm EXTREMELY close now to cumming deep inside of your guts, highly likely infecting you with HIV which will include the aggressive CRF19 strain and different med resistant strains, plus HEP B & C, and maybe Syphilis too. If you want me to stop and pull out you have to say right this second, else you are gonna get it, and fucking get it damn good! - Sir I ... - Yes PiG-boy? - Sir, I want you to infecT me right now with all you have to give. Make me HIV positive. Go on. Turn me into your HIV Bitch. OWN me. Fucking BREED my NEG cunT. PLEEEEEASE Sir, I am begging you ... I NEED you to make me HIV positive. I NEED you to infecT me immeditaly, go on Sir .... Do IT! *Question is, should I now pull out?*

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

Hey guys thanks for the awesome responses to the story you all got me off my ass and encouraged me to write part 3 tried to build in a little more back story and flesh out the characters a little more for the part 4 and beyond. again i apologise for any incorrect spelling and grammar 🙂 but on with the story: Part 3 Alverez moved though the dark lab. The light from emergency lights casting strange shadows on the walls equations and diagrams looks almost like hieroglyphs in a forgotten tomb. Now dark plasma screens fought for space between whiteboards, cabinets and shelves. The young man's eyes scanned over the strange equipment that seemed to be making a quest appearance from a sci-fi film, and all of it alien technology to him. He muttered under his breath “stupid egg heads getting locked in their own god damn lab." He sighed and though about how he should be in Atlantic city right now with Jackson, Gray and Grey’s husband Jason blowing their last paychecks on booze and gambling not stuck in this Lab looking for clumsy scientists that should have known better than to play god. His mind wondered to a memory of Jason and Grey. He had walked in on them last time they were all away together, Jason had been fucking Grey hard his hips slamming into the blond man who was on his hands and knees ass in the air moaning like a bitch. Both men were sweating despite the AC in the room, and Gray cried out for the 6;04 Ginger Adonis to plow him harder. Jason had renewed his thrusts slamming into Gray like a jackhammer before lifting the smaller man up. He was squeezing Gray’s throat and kissing him passionately. After a few moments more Jason let the smaller man fall back to the mattress his hand whipped down to slap the blond otter on each ass cheek receiving a moan of pleasure in response. Jason began to pant his skin glistening with a fresh sheen of sweat. He almost shouted, “You want it baby you want daddy’s load!?” Gray’s hands were balled pulling at the sheets he nearly squealed the words, “please give me that load in my ass!” Jason slammed his hips into Gray as deep as he could with a feral growl “here you go!” He spasmed and pumped a few more times before falling like a tree onto of his husband, Alverez had backed out of the room before they had seen him far too busy in their own activities. He had always been taught such acts were a sin but he had never been so turned on he had masturbated to that memory so many times since then, his fingers would wonder down to his tight hole and.... The memories were interrupted by Jacksons voice over the mic “Jackson to Alverez I think I've seen someone I'm moving into the office south of the lab you're in now” Alverez whispered a brief thank you to the ceiling while making the sign of the cross. He toggled the ear piece “heading to you now” only a moment later Jacksons voice filled his ear again “the damn door closed on me I will check on this contact then move back and try open it” Alverez sighed again and hissed between his teeth “are you fucking kidding me man” but took a breath and toggled the ear piece again “Rodger.” He took his time finishing the search of the lab. He found nothing he didn’t expect to but imagining Jacksons annoyed expression at being kept waiting by a simple locked door and was unable to keep the grin from his face. The team had been together for two years it used to be him, Jackson, Gray and Nate, but Nate had recruited Nick last month. The new guy was fitting in well, but he was not quite one of the boys just yet. He and Jackson were planning Nick's initiation. He knew Nate had a vested interest in the kid, what with his father being his first CO. They had served together for 5 years before the older man had been killed in action, and Nate head-hunted to run delta team; he was helping Nick by getting him into the team and securing him a good career so they would go easy on him. In the Two years Jackson and Alverez had become close friends almost inseparable because they were both alpha jocks. It had also led to them butting heads because they would take any opportunity to gain one-up over the other trying to prove their dominion and solidify their alpha status in the team via pranks, contests and roughhousing. Not that the others payed much attention. Gray had said they were just hiding their insecurities behind bravado, and Nate called showboating. Both were probably right, but it was going to feel-good one-upping Jackson this time. He walked into the corridor his gun over his shoulder and a smug look plastered on his face expecting to see his Jackson giving him the finger or tapping his watch. He looked to the glass wall and door blocking the corridor. No Jackson, he raised an eyebrow perhaps the frat boy was playing with him hiding around the corner? Alverez peered into the gloom and saw something holding a pale figure in the air it took him a moment to realise the figure was Jackson naked apart from his boots. The gun fell from his hand in shock; the sling catching it and letting it hang useless by his side. Jackson was writhing in the thing's arms. His hands moving over his own skin as if every touch was pure pleasure, and the thing looked like it was sucking him off. The creature holding him aloft must have been over 6;3. It was hard to make out in the gloom. It’s slate gray skin and black body hair hiding it well, but the strange pulsing toxic green light from what looked like veins lit it up and cast hypnotic shadows over the scene In-front of him. Alverez’s eyes focused on the bio-hazard symbol on its chest and then drifted to the huge cock rubbing against Jackson's back. The thing looked massive like a baseball bat between its legs the tip of which glistened with a tar like black ooze trails of it already marking Jackson’s skin. He started to bang on the glass, to scream Jackson’s name. The thing let Jackson's steel hard member leave its maw, and the man’s ass was raised to creature's month and tongue. Alverez looked to the lock and tried the code he saw Gray use to get them in here frantically mashing the pad while he screamed into the com mic. He was greeted with static and the access denied screen over and over. He pulled a knife from his thigh and tried to smash the access panel. and though it broke with a crunch and a spider webbing of cracks the door stayed closed the magnet unmovable. He looked up and saw Jackson being raised and positioned over the creature's massive member. It start to push down; Jackson squirmed and writhed like he was trying to fight to push himself off the massive oily tool. Alverez saw the jerk as it tore its way into his friends defenses and into his tender hole watched as the creature began to move him up and down he saw Jackson lean forward and kiss the creature. He could barely tear his eyes away from the scene in front of him his mind flashing to memory of Jason and Gary on the hotel bed. He remembered the gun on a sling he had dropped out of shock when he first looked into the room. He grabbed it, took a shooting stance, and took aim at the glass. He fired a quick burst, but the glass held barely scratched. The bullets ricocheted off to the side; the low calibre bullets were more of a danger to Alverez than to the glass. He went back to banging on the door knowing it was useless. Almost sobbing feeling powerless as the thing grasped Jackson's shoulders and pushed him all the way down onto its toxic cock, he knew what was about to happen he had seen it with Gray and Jason. He heard the creature's scream of triumph and could see the massive gray balls contract again and again. He knew it was pumping his friend full of its cum. When the creature was done filling his friend, he saw Jackson's limp form pulled from the huge dripping cock. His suspicions were confirmed when the black ooze and crimson blood poured down the his friend’s leg from his destroyed hole. Jackson was twitching held in the things arms he could see the man's skin changing to a slate gray colour as the black veins began to spread across the man's body. The thing was making him like it, and Jackson seemed to be enjoying it. Alverez licked his dry lips as the thing carried Jackson from sight. He could feel his own cock straining at his fatigues and the damp spread of precum leeching into the fabric. He was sweating heavily and felt sick at being so turned on by what he had just witnessed happen to his best friend. He blamed the shock; his mind not letting him know the truth. But even as he turned to head back to tell the others what had happened to stage a rescue. He could not get the image of Jackson leaking the black ooze and the look of pleasure on the mans face as he became a monster. Red lights began to flash though the halls and rooms of the Gentech Labs once more and a calming voice repeated the phrase “Containment breech - full lock-down protocols are now in effect” There was a loud and final sounding boom the sound of what could only be a large steel blast door sealing the facility again and perhaps dooming them all to Jacksons fate.

(1/2) I’d like to share another part of my chasing path. One of my biggest fantasies has always been to give control to someone for them to whore me out as they liked. I had some great experiences in the past, getting some attention in bathhouses and sex clubs, but I had never truly relinquished the control to the will of a top. I was probably about 29 or 30 at the time and this took place before my Paris adventures. Standing at a humble but athletic 5’8, with my regular workouts maintaining a tight body and ass. I had been playing with this fuckbuddy of mine for a while. We met through BBRT and he had given me a good share of his loads in few months. His status on BBRT was set to “ask me” but we had never discussed it. And I was still on PrEp at the time so I didn’t really care. The only thing he told me was that he was not on PrEp himself. Fast forward a few months later. I had been lurking around BZ for a few years, with the idea of chasing slowly making its twisted way into my perverted mind. I was reading the forums avidly until I finally accepted the fact that I wanted to start chasing. I finally dropped my PrEp without telling any of my fuckbuds but started to insert some hints on my BBRT profile as I still was not entirely comfortable with letting the world know of what I really wanted. Probably because I was not upfront about it, I did not get lucky, while still taking loads here and there. In this whole process, I was still torn though and while I got really excited about the risk, I was still scared to death about it. I wanted it but was still not 100% sure I wanted to go through with it and I was maybe unconsciously avoiding those crucial encounters. A few months later, Friday evening, I just had dinner with friends and I’m lying in bed. It’s a very low-key evening and I’m almost ready to go to sleep at midnight when I get a text message. It’s my fuckbuddy, he’s feeling horny and wants to hit the bathhouse which is right next to my place. He wants me to go with him and take a few loads there. Until now, we’ve only played one-on-one so it takes me less than 5 minutes to slide into some sweatpants and a t-shirt and meet him at the bathhouse. He’s about 5’12, blond, hot furry dadbod – definitely not fit but I like it –, slightly older than me. He’s usually very sweet but when I meet him, he acts a bit different. Instead of a hug, I get pushed right into the building and his eyes look a bit strange. He definitely smells like alcohol and I’m also wondering if he’s high. He pays for my cover and we get into the locker room. He watches me undress with a grin on his face, and I think I can see him drooling. I’ve never liked this specific bathhouse. I’ve never had a lot of fun there by myself but I’m thinking it will be different with some company. As I lock my stuff, my fuckbuddy drags me around the dark corridors. I don’t have time to see what’s happening. My fuckbud has an objective which is the centre of the labyrinth. We get there and in the darkness, I can figure out that a few guys are already fooling around. He throws me against a wall, gets behind me and immediately puts a bottle of poppers under my nose. “Take a good sniff, boy. You’ll need it tonight. Don’t think you’ll be going home before sunrise. I’ve been thinking about your hole all week long.” I take a deep whiff and he shoves his cock right up my hole. I don’t know if he at least used spit but it fucking hurts. Both the pain and the poppers are making my head spin. My screams are getting us attention and I feel a few hands running on my body. Some guys are feeling my hole to make sure we’re fucking bare. My fuckbud is picking up the pace, I already can’t stand it but he’s holding me tight against the wall. “Get ready for load number one”. He screams while I feel his cock throbbing as he shoots his first load deep in me. I’m trying to catch my breath. My hole is on fire but my fuckbud is still hard up my ass. I’m hoping I’ll get a break. “That’s only the beginning, boy. I’m gonna share you now with any guy I want here and the last load you’ll get will be mine”. No time to recover, I get another whiff of poppers and my fuckbud pushes a guy against my back. The guy scoops the drops of cum running down my legs with his dick before sliding it deep in my hole in one thrust. I feel my fuckbud’s hand on my neck, bending me over to shove his dick still hard and covered in cum in my mouth. I hear something like “Breed my boy” and it seems like I’m getting load number two. My top lines up a few guys after that. Some breed me, some just fuck me for a little while before packing up. After maybe 3 or 5 guys, I feel dizzy from the poppers and my legs are weak. My fuckbuddy drags me to a sling in a red-lit corner of the labyrinth. “Your legs will get a bit of rest, and now I want you to see who's fucking you”.

Cheers guys, good ideas. I'll agree to bottom on those terms. Drew's gotta eat my ass after I've been seeded by the men he choses then I'm gunna fuck him. Yeah, I like bottoming now and again but I really get off fucking ass.

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The deeper I give in the more I love being a pig. The more sleazier I get the more I get off. I just love begging for cock,cum, hole..z

Next trip to Montreal, i hope you’ll take my ass and use it like you owned it find91

I suggest that once your ass is topped up with his load, you focus on all the men's seed in your ass and fuck your load into Drew. Then he'll get the message that regardless of how many loads you take, he'll always be taking your dick and seed.

I am 5'11" and fucked a short Asian guy, about 5'2" The size difference makes for a good fuck when he laying on his belly under me.

I think it depends on how your ass is set up. Asses come in as many varieties as dicks! Some asses can handle a longer and thicker dick easier than a shorter and thinner one. How much you enjoy a fuck also depends on how turned on you are and how relaxed you are. I am regularly fucked by a top with a 9 incher. If I'm relaxed and poppered up, I can take it as hard as he can give it, but if I'm stressed or nervous or somehow not in the right headspace, my hole tightens up. The position you are getting fucked in is also very important. I can look at a dick and the height of the top and know pretty much instantly if I need to take it doggy, missionary or lying on my stomach to maximize my pleasure. I do know a top with a 5.5-6 incher and he really gives my prostate a workout. That can feel a little uncomfortable (like you have to pee), but I still like those cocks because I leak precum for hours after those type of fucks.

☣️ Do YOU want it PiG? 😈

I met my match. In the sex game that is, We met on BBRTS and he said he was an insatiable bottom. I said I was an insatiable top. We chatted about our likes and dislikes. He said he loved cum and loved having cum deep in his ass. It sounded like a good match. He challenged me to "wear him out." And I took the challenge. We met a few days later. We had a couple drinks and got undressed. He put on some porn and we started to watch. The guys on the screen were kissing and stroking each other. We started doing the same thing. My cock was hard and he popped it into his mouth. He is an amazing cock sucker. I hit some poppers and he did too. He deep throats my cock to the balls. He swirled his tongue around the head. I was in heaven. I sat down and he moved his body to a position where I could play with his hole. He had lube in his hole so could finger it and slip more fingers inside. It made my cock swell. I wanted his hole so bad. I was so horny and didn't want to cum in his mouth. I wanted my cum deep inside his hole and he did too. We got into a doggie position and arranged some pillows so we were both comfortable. He backed his ass up against my cock and I slid inside. Slowly at first. I started to slide back and forth. I pulled out to the head and slide back inside as we both gasped in pleasure. We were by his sliding door up on the 10th floor and a slight breeze flowed over us both. It was nice as my cock and his hole were so warm and the breeze felt nice. I pumped and fucked. I pushed inside him deeper and he really moaned loudly. He clenched his ass and used his muscles to squeeze my cock. It felt so amazing. I started to pick up the pace and I could feel my cock and balls expand. He squeezed again and sighed with pleasure. He knew I was close. I started to pound his hole harder and harder. The skin of my crotch and thighs slapping against his ass. Making that sound I love. I shoved my dick in really deep and let go with a great orgasm. I came and came. It felt like buckets of cum deep inside him. He pushed back to get every drop. My cock was in so much pleasure I kept fucking and it didn't go down at all. He squeezed me with the amazing hole and kept me hard. I fucked more and more. He lay down and I was on top of his back our legs and feet pressed together as I started pounding him harder. We hit some poppers and I really banged his asshole. He kept moaning and groaning "yes, yes, own it pound it" And I did. I felt my cum from the bottom of my balls. It raced up through my cock and shot out like a rocket. (well it felt like it. lol) I shoved my cock deeper and deeper. I was screaming and grunting in pleasure. I forgot the sliding door was a bit open and I'm sure the whole apartment complex heard me cum. He laughed and said it didn't matter, and started to point at different apartments and said "he bred me" and this one fucked and I ate his cum and this one bred me..etc etc. I was fingering his hole and it was all wet and sloppy. It got my cock hard for more fucking. He turned over and invited me back inside. He said he would take every drop I could give. At some point the porn movie we had on (and had forgotten about) got loud. The guys were fucking and we could hear fucking. That got me going and I started to fuck him again. I pounded and fucked that ass. It felt so good. We hit poppers again and I really started to pound him. I was on top of him and fucking for all I was worth. We both loved the position with me on his back arms around him and fucking him good. I shot another load deep inside. We fucked and fucked for 3 hours that day and I ended up giving him 8 or 9 loads total. I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came back to the room he was in doggie position ready for more. I rubbed my soft dick against his hot wet sloppy hole. I really didn't think my cock would respond but it did. I slid inside again and fucked some more. I was able to give him another load! Small but it felt good. As my cock slipped out of him he turned around and sucked me. My cock refused to get hard. It was sensitive and I thanked him for an amazing time. We kissed and I said "you won." He laughed and said "I always wear out my tops." He said "its a win, win, you get to cum and cum and I get loads and loads. We plan to connect again soon. I left and got to my car to drive home my legs like jelly! He is Amazing! BH

I am ready to lie on my back with legs raised and take a poz cock deep inside me knowing it will change my life forever. I want to fulfill my purpose as a bottom which is to be bred by poz tops so they can give me their seed.

I am always soft when getting fucked. I was trained not to get hard when servicing tops by my ex. In fact he would stop the fuck and make me cum then the fuck would start straight away again. He saw bottoms getting hard as diksrespectful and concentrating on themselves rather than their tops. He would often masturbate me and use my cum as the lube for himself or the tops he had invited over the fuck me

Chapter 59 *Gonorhorrea & Syphilis Negative* Friday came and it was time for my appointment at the clinic. Little did I know it was not actually a proper appointment, that was to be on Monday. No, this was made because the Doctor I saw on Monday had a hidden agenda! I was officially booked into the system, but the content of the 'appointment' would be very much unorthodox! I just hope I would be home in time for Ramon coming to mine at 3.30pm. I figured I should be. I douched as the Doctor has instructed me to, and made my way. I had only been waiting at the clinic for a few minutes when the Doctor came to fetch me. We took the lift up to the second floor. Aside from calling out my name in the waiting area he now remained eerily silent and did not give me any eye contact. I suddenly began to feel extremely submissive with my cunT twitching accordingly. We got to a door which was locked, he unlocked it and prompted me to take a seat at the consultation desk. Behind me was a closed patient curtain which I did not give much thought to. - Right Mr Reef, have you abstained from all sexual contact and douched today as I instructed you to? - Yes, and Yes. - Okay. Now I think for today's appointment you can address me as Sir. - Yes Sir. - We have some of your blood results back from Monday, but I will give you them when we have all the data which should be at your next appointment on Monday next week. So far very interesting reading. Now I would like to examine you to see if your anal warts and Gonohorrea from your penis have cleared up .... *He stood up* ... Now follow me. He pulled back the patient curtain, and there in all its glory was a gynaecology examination couch! - If you'd like to get fully undressed and lay on the examination couch placing your legs in the stirrups, let me know when you are ready and I'll be through. With that he closed the patient curtain for my privacy. So far the protocol of a standard patient physician appointment keeping in line with professionalism and boundaries were so far all in check. - I'm ready Doctor. He walked in holding a large baste type syringe and inserted it into me, and proceeded to squirt the contents into my now very well used poz cunT. - I am just numbing your cunT PiG as it will make this examination much more efficient and pleasurable. With an ass full of numbing gel he left the area and closed the patient curtain once again. I cannot believe he just called me 'PiG', and referred to my rectum as 'cunT'. Certainly crossing patient and Doctor boundaries. But, I did not mind. Especially as he was short in height with a solid rugby build, classic looking with piercing blue eyes, and a bushy blond tache to go with it. I waited for several minutes when the patient curtain finally re-opened, and there he stood, butt naked except for knee length police boots and a huge cocky smile across his face. He wheeled in a small stainless steel trolly that all kinds of paraphernalia on it. This sexy Bastard had the whole appointment orchestrated so he could have some piGGy fun with me. Who was I to refuse. - Right, let's see if your treatment has worked. He took a steel sounding rod, lubed it up, and slowly began to work on my urethra. I was in no time sporting a major erection as this new adventure felt extremely pleasurable. So much so after 15 minutes or so of sounding my poz Dick including wanking me off I was moaning rather loudly. He went to a cupboard and brought back a ball gag which he attached to my face/mouth. - Hey, you need to be quiet, this is a professional medical establishment *He said, with a cocky grin and smirking all the while* From the stainless steel table he picked up a set of nipple clamp chains and attached those to my now very large nipples that had grown in size considerably since my arrival here in Boston from all the tit torture / play. He spent another 15 minutes or so sounding my poz fuck meaT which I was hoping to USE on Ramon later this afternoon whilst intermittently pulling hard on the chain to the nipple clamps. - Nope, seems the Gonorrhoea has gone, no sign of it. Let's check your cunT for any sign of those warts. He slipped in two fingers, located my prostate, and gently rubbed it over and over, first slowly then building up to a fast pace of prostate massaging. This went on for a good half hour and I was using all I had in me to stop myself from screaming the fucking place down, albeit there was a ball gag in my mouth. Because I was trying to muffle my vocal noises I found myself grunting and breathing rapidly during which time my dirTy Dick was oozing a bucket load of highly charged poz pre cum. An hour of play, and still he was not done yet. He next took two tourniquets and attached one to me, and one to himself. I knew what this meant. A blood slam! 💉 He took the blood from his arm, then when he was done he got me to make a fist before poinTing the dirTy needle at my vein. In went the needle, and in went his blood. I had no idea what he was infecTed with. It would eventually transpire that I had just been charged up with even more copies delicious T☢️XIC filth. I glanced at the clock taking note of the time, I did not want to be late for my sexy Latino bug chaser. It was now a quarter past 1 o'clock.

Chapter 58; *Drawing Ramon deeper into the T☢️XIC web* I couldn't resist what was right in front of me, so I dove straight in spreading his ass cheeks wide open, licking over and over and fingering his tight smooth NEG cunT hole! I had a strong desire to change that and over time make him a nasTy loose sloppy poz piGGy! By my clock on the wall I know that I spent the next hour alternating between massaging his prostate and licking his sweet nectar via deeply rimming him which drove him completely crazy. - PLEEEEEEEEEEASE ... FUUUUUUUUUUCK me. InfecT me with your dirTy DNA. Soil my soul *He wailed very loudly* It was this wailing statement that brought me back to where I was when he arrived. Hmmmmmm, this PiG is going to have to earn this, especially as I have not giFted anyone yet. I stood up and commanded him to follow me where I led him to the bathroom and ordered him to kneel in the bath. Remaining clothed I joined him, standing in front of him, towering above him as he looked up looking all subservient and pathetic. I dropped my underwear and shorts to my ankles to release my fully erect poz piston. The Gono flow was still present and I was wanting it to stay, but I know the treatment would be kicking in soon. There was a way though I could keep my infection living on 😈 I got the NEG PiG in my bath to stand, remove his Jock Strap and to face outwards whilst holding onto his useless flaccid dick, instructing him to push the sides of the penis glans down so his piss slit would open wide. I stepped out of the bath, grabbed a cotton bud, milked my perineum to induce a heavier flow of pus, which was still very painful so I was still very much infected, and set about collecting the pus onto the cotton bud by inserting it into my piss slit. Once done I removed it and inserted it into the Gono negative dick that was before me, twisting the bud around and around, getting it in nice and deep! 😈 Having repeated this step several times I scooped up more pus and smeared it all over the glans area to his dick. Would it take? I had him return to the kneeling position in the bath and rejoined him, staring down at him, gently stroking my new T☢️XIC toy, and remaining completely silent. He soon became unnerved; - What is going to happen next Stevie? - Firstly, you are not to ask me questions when I am in the process of using you, and secondly, when it is just us together, you call me Sir. - Sorry Sir. *His head bowed* - OI, look up at me. - Yes Sir. - Now what is it you want from this Death Dick, eh faGGot? - I NEED it to knock me up, SIr. - Knock you up with what exactly? - HIV, Sir. I leaned down so our faces were inches from one another; - What virus is it you want my balls to unload into you? - HIV, Sir. - And you want that virus to take a permanent hold once my balls have unloaded deep into your guts? - Yes PLEASE, Sir. - Open your mouth. I spat at him a couple of times, and slapped his face hard. This seemed to turn him on as he grunted in pleasure and grabbed a hold of his dick which was now getting hard, and began to stroke it. - OI, did I say you could pleasure yourself, hands behind your back. - Sorry, Sir. - Now, open your mouth, wide as you can go, GO ON ... good boy. And there he knelt, at my mercy, gagging to be the first that I gave the dirTy gifT to! I put my T☢️XIC fuck toy into his mouth, made him close it tight around my shaft making it very clear he was not to open his mouth at all, took a hold of the sides to his head, and held still as I concentrated. And here it came, my golden piss; Not allowed to open his mouth he drank every last drop!! 💦💦 Having finished my piss I stood back and looked down as he looked up at me continuing with his subservient expression as drops of my piss tricked down his chin. - Good boy. Now if you think I am going to knock you up on demand you are very much mistaken. I say if and when it will happen. Now get dressed and get OUT! He seemed shocked that I was telling him to leave and in the authoritative tone I said it in. He nervously dressed, and left, leaving me smirking, knowing I had my first gifTee ready and willing, and only next door. The middle part to my second week off (Tuesday to Thursday) would be like last week, uneventful. It was now Thursday evening, the night before the first of my two clinic appointments and made my way to the store to get some groceries in. And who do I bump into; Ramon & his Hot crix bellied hyperspermia boyfriend Edward! Edward and I chatted as Ramon remained very silent, unable to look at me. Edward said he had to go into work for the whole day tomorrow (he often worked from home) as he had meetings all day, the last one being 3pm-4pm. I don't know why he gave my the time of his last meeting, but it would prove very useful to how I would plan tomorrow's deviancy. A short while after I got home I was in the midst of cooking dinner when a text came through, it was from Ramon; - Evening Sir. Sorry I did not talk earlier. I don't regret what happened on Monday, but I do feel guilty. This afternoon it started to hurt when I pee, and now there is a discharge. - Hey PiG. A-ha, so my Gono took. Well done! Tomorrow we'll complete my work. - What do you mean, Sir? - You will come to mine for 3.30pm, with the toothbrush you have used on your cunT, and your phone. The door will be off the latch, make your own way inside, come to my bedroom, strip to your Jock Strap, and get on the bed onto all fours on the right hand corner diaganol to the headboard. Tomorrow your chasing ends! He was beside himself with excitement. Was this sexy bubble assed cute Latino NEG PiG really going to be my first gifTee?

8. Shotgun Doesn't Count "Spunk-coated velvet." "First time here, boy?" the other man asked. "Yeah," I said. "I go to college with Seth." "You're a senior?" "No," I said. "Freshman." It was weird to have such a casual conversation with Sarge's cock still in my ass. But the men were so casual. "Nice. A freshman," he said. "I knew you'd like him, Doug," Sarge said. "And he'll love what you have." "You know how I like to share," Doug said. He still had the boy nestled between his legs, his lips stretched around Doug's cock. It wasn't massive, but neither was it small. It was more than enough to fuck me. I bottomed out on Sarge's cock. It was surprisingly hard for a man who had just cum. My head cleared for a moment, and I looked over Doug again. He was older, but still quite muscular. He had brown hair that was already flecked with grey. There was an impressively flat stomach, with the familiar "99" inked above his navel, and the biohazard tattoo below it. My ass twitched. "I think he wants your dick," Sarge said. "His ass is twitching." I was still staring at Doug and the boy sucking him off. It seemed so natural to be doing it, even having people watch you. I wasn't even sure if I would mind someone taking pictures or a video. I almost wanted to show off. I was letting all these hot men fuck me. I was proud of my conquests. Doug turned to the boy between his legs. "I think Kenta deserves this load, Clint," he said. Clint pulled off of Doug's cock. "I think you can make him very happy," he said. He turned to me. "Doug's got a gift for fucking." "And at the end, a very special gift for Kenta," Doug said. Cal stood up. He was wearing a small black jockstrap, with soccer shoes and shin guards. "Take care of him," he said to me, as he walked away. "I'm sure you will," Sarge said. He lifted me up off his cock. He made sure that none of his cum dripped out, but I still felt empty after he had pulled out. "He's all yours," Sarge said, as I stood up. He pushed me towards Doug. I stumbled towards the older man, almost falling on his lap. "Careful there," Doug said, and guided me back down to where Clint had been kneeling. In front of me was his erect cock, still wet with Clint's spit. "Why don't you lick off Clint's spit. Lubricate it with your own fluid." I leaned in and kissed the tip. There was a tiny bead of pre-cum there, slightly bitter and salty. I licked it up, wishing that there was more. "Ahh, yeah," Doug moaned, and put his hand on the back of my head. "Take it all, boy," he said, and forced me down on his cock. He pushed it all in. It slid right past my tonsils and into my throat. "Mmmmmmph," I grunted, as I struggled not to gag on his shaft. "That's it," he said. He was strong. I tried to raise my head just enough to get some relief from his throat fucking, but I was no match for him. "It's ok. I love it when you choke on it." He held a bottle under my nose. I inhaled as best I could; with his cock buried deep in my throat, it was hard to breathe. I was quickly thankful for the poppers' help. I felt my throat relax, and then my panic disappeared. I didn't even mind when another inch of Doug's cock slid into me. It was just a crazy dream, and the effects on my body were strangely distant. "That's it boy. It's your cock. Embrace your slut." The poppers were back under my nose. This time I was a greedy pig, and huffed deep. "The more, the better," Doug said. "It's only going to help." On his advice, I took another hit. After my lungs were full, he took the bottle, and held it under his nose. He inhaled almost as long as I did, and then held it. I was on my knees and my head was spinning. I wanted his dick, but when I leaned in to suck on it, he held my head back. "Wait," he said. He put away the poppers, then stood up from the couch. His dick was now exactly level with my mouth. "Now," he said. "Suck it." I opened my mouth and tried to swallow the entire length of Doug's stiff shaft. It hit the back of my throat, and I gagged. "It's ok," Doug said. "Boys like you gag a lot. As I said. I don't mind." He grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me down on his shaft. I tried to fight it, but he was bigger and stronger than I was. "Relax," he whispered softly. "Relax." Yet, he still held me down, forcing his cock into my throat. It was rough and intense, and despite my struggles, I was secretly glad he was holding me down. I wanted to be used by these men, even if it was occasionally intense or difficult. "Relax," he repeated. "You're doing great." "Mmmmmph," I groaned. He pulled his dick out, but it was barely enough to clear my tonsils. At least I could breathe again, and I tried my best to inhale fresh air. But Doug knew what he was doing, and as I inhaled, he had the poppers under my nose. I didn't care. The drugs would help me relax. "That's it. Breathe the poppers. Then breathe my dick." I kept on inhaling. Of course, this time, the poppers didn't seem to make any difference. I was still on my knees, and Doug's cock was still tickling the back of my throat. "Almost there," Doug said, and put the bottle under my other nostril. I continued to inhale, hungry for the mind-numbing effects of the poppers. Finally, he took the bottle, and did a hit himself. He grabbed my head with both hands, and rammed his dick all the way down my throat. It was at that moment that the poppers took effect. The experience shifted. It wasn't a brutal throat-rape any longer. Instead, it was how a cocksucker pleased a man. If Doug wanted it, I was going to let him have it. "Oh yeah, cocksucker," he moaned. "Fucking warm throat." He was thrusting his hips back and forth. I did my best not to gag, and forced myself to keep my mouth open. The last thing I wanted to do was to accidentally bite his glorious manhood. "Is your hole this good?" he asked. I nodded as best I could, and he acknowledged it by pushing his dick all the way down my throat, and holding it. "Fuck yeah, cocksucker," he moaned. I wanted to breathe, but Doug's pleasure was far more important. The only thing I could think about was making him happy. At least he had the presence to hold my head down, making sure I wouldn't pull off in a fit of self-centeredness. "Not going to breed him?" a voice behind me said. I tried to turn to see who was speaking, but Doug held me in place. "We're getting to that," Doug said. "Plenty of time for everything tonight." "Hate to see that load go to waste. Plenty of boys hungry for your gift," the man continued. "Not an issue," Doug said. He pushed his cock back in my throat, and held it. The poppers had done their work, and his shaft slid smoothly into the depth of my throat. It was uncomfortable and I was scared he was going to choke me, but I was loving how it felt to deep-throat a real man. It took a while, but I finally did start to gag. I could barely breathe, and Doug's cock was thick and hard. Doug noticed, and released his grip on my head. I pulled off, and coughed. "Let's get you fucked up?" Doug said. "Please," I said. Doug sat back down on the couch, just like he had been when the other boy had fucked him. "Get on, boy," he said, pointing at his cock. It was sticking straight up. It was glistening with my spit. "Hope you got it lubed up," Doug continued. "Because that's all you're going to get." I just stared at his perfection. He had the perfect amount of fur across his chest. It was flecked with just enough grey to show his experience, and it was spread across his hard muscles. His dick was stiff and hard, like a man's cock should be. He was so much of what I was not, I could help but want to be his. "Please," I finally whispered. In the background, the music was still playing. All around me, there were muffled grunts of agony as a boy got himself fucked deep, and loud moans of pleasure, as a daddy got his penis pleasured. Despite Doug's soft-spoken nature, I still heard him over the ambient sex-sounds. "Get on boy." I climbed back on to the sofa, straddling his legs, and bending down to feel his cockhead against my hole. He was a man. He didn't have to do anything other than have a cock. It was my job to take it, and I wouldn't ask him to sacrifice anything for my protection. "Please," I whispered again, swaying back and forth, up and down against his dick. "Do it boy," he said. "Sit on it. Fuck yourself on my dick." I reached down and held his dick still. It was impressively stiff; it would be easy for it to penetrate me. I rubbed it against my hole for a few seconds, just enough to open me back up, and for a bit of the semen in my hole to drip out and coat his dick. It felt good, but only reminded me how empty I was. I lined up his dick and lowered my ass. His dick pressed against my hole. I opened up readily, letting his dickhead, and then his shaft into already well-used ass. "Oh yeah, boy," Doug said. "Come on. Let me in." Another few inches disappeared into my hole. "Don't be ashamed. It's ok to be cock-hungry." I stopped trying to pace it, and just sat on his dick. His balls pressed against my hole, and his dickhead was deep inside of me. "Fuck," he grunted. "You've got so much cum up there." "Please," I grunted. I could only think about his dick inside me, and how badly I wanted his load. "Fuck me. Breed me." "Hell yeah," Doug said. He grabbed my hips. His hands were warm and strong. He held me in place as he stroked his dick in and out of me. I could feel something slide back and forth inside of me, squishing around Doug's engorged dickhead. "Feel that?" Doug asked. I nodded. "That's sperm. In your guts. It's so fucking hot, isn't it?" I nodded again. "Let's add some more to your collection, huh?" I nodded once more. The only thing that mattered was fucking myself on his cock. "Hungry, aren't you?" he asked. I nodded. "Let's get you properly fucked up," he continued. He held the poppers under my nose again. I inhaled deeply. In just the past few hours, so many boundaries had been broken, and so many limits had been exceeded. I had let strangers fuck me raw. I had smoked crystal meth. Doing some poppers seemed like such a small thing. He held the bottle under my other nostril, and I took another hit. "That's it boy. It makes you feel so good, doesn't it?" I nodded once more. I was so turned on; there was no way to fully describe it. The poppers only re-enforced how wonderful these experiences were. "You want more?" Doug asked. His dick was deep in my hole, and my head was lost in the clouds. I couldn't imagine what more would mean. Nevertheless, I nodded in agreement. "Please," I moaned. "I need it." I reached down to play with my dick. It was still soft and small. "Go ahead," Doug said. "It's your boy clit. Rub it. Make it feel good." He reached over to one side, and grabbed a glass pipe. "This is also going to make you feel good." He stuck the pipe in his mouth, and heated up the bowl. He puffed slowly but intently. He caught my eye, and winked. He was going to force his hit on me, no matter that he was more than twice my size. He grabbed my head, and pulled me against his lips. I opened my mouth, and let him exhale the thick cloud into me. "Hold it," he said, putting his hand over my mouth and nose. It was big enough that it almost covered my entire face. Between deep-throating him and now the crystal, my lungs were being pushed to their limit. Nevertheless, his dick was twitching in my hole, and that was all that mattered. "Now," he finally said and pulled his hand off my face. The cloud was huge, and my head was spinning. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to rape me. What I wanted hardly mattered; it was only his manhood that mattered. "Fuck me," I grunted. "Fuck me. Breed me." "Fuck you up. Fuck you over. Fuck you down," Doug said. "That's how I roll." He held the torch under the bowl. "Two more for you, don't you think?" I hesitated for a moment. I barely wanted one more, much less two. I couldn't control what I was doing, and more drugs would only make it worse. "Yeah," Doug said. "You're right. Let's do three." Before I could say anything, he shoved the pipe in my mouth. "Good hit for me," he said. I inhaled, tasting the familiar chemical tang. Now, it actually turned me on; I associated it with pleasure. "Don't stop. I can feel how much your asshole loves it." I inhaled and inhaled, before finally, he pulled the pipe away. "Hold it," he said, and started to suck on the pipe himself. He took a long drag, savoring the chemicals. In my guts, I felt his dick leak. His fluids were inside me, and it only made me want his seed even worse. Finally, he nodded at me, and I exhaled. As soon as my lungs were empty, he pressed his warm lips against mine, and exhaled his potent hit. "This doesn't count," he said, just as my lungs filled up. "Shotguns never count," a voice behind me said. This time, Doug let me turn around and see who it was. It was another older man, this time, wearing a pair of low-slung fireman's pants. They were held up by thick yellow leather suspenders, which was good, because the zipper was wide open. The Fireman's cock hung out; he had a long uncut cock. He was semi-soft, and the foreskin completely covered his dickhead. "That's right," Doug said. He put the pipe back in my mouth, and held the torch under the bowl. "Second one. One more to go." I nodded, and inhaled. I was struggling under the drug fog. I couldn't help but stare at the Fireman's cock, wondering what it would feel like inside me. "Now," Doug said. I exhaled one a thick cloud. "Where's there's smoke, there's fire," the Fireman said. Doug laughed. "This one is going to be amazing," Doug said, and put the pipe back in my mouth. I didn't think I could get any more tweaked, and yet, he was forcing this hit on me. "Do it," Doug said. It had a firm assertiveness that made my hole twitch. I wanted him even more for how aggressive he was becoming. I kept on inhaling, and my lungs filled up. Finally, Doug pulled the pipe from my mouth. "Hold it," he said, and then stuck the smoking pipe into his mouth. He took a long draw, then another, before handing the pipe and torch to the Fireman. "Hold it," he said. Next to me, the Fireman lit the torch, heated the pipe, and took a hit. Doug had his eyes locked on me, reminding me that he was in control. He chose when I would breathe, and he hadn't given me permission for that most fundamental act of life. I held it, as Doug held his hit, and the Fireman continued to inhale. Doug caught the Fireman's eyes. "Shotguns don't count," he said, as he exhaled. "Right?" he asked the Fireman. The Fireman just nodded. Doug looked at me. "Right?" he asked. I nodded as well. "Good. You can exhale." I gasped, almost coughing as the thick cloud escaped from my lips. "Hell yeah," the Fireman said, and pressed his lips against mine. He had rough stubble for a mustache, and it scratched me slightly. He filled my lung with another hit. "Oh fuck," Doug started to moan. He had a bottle of poppers under his nose, and was huffing them. "Oh fuck," he moaned again, and screwed the top on the brown bottle. "Oh FUCK," he grunted, and slammed his cock into my hole. "Fucking slutty, cummy hole," he moaned. "Hell yeah," the Fireman said. He had stepped back, to see the two of us joined by Doug's dick. He was stroking his cock. "Lube that hole up for me."

From the first Day my Old Man popped my Cherry

I like loose pussy. Yes I'm hung bigger than average so loose pussy feels good on my dick. Also an ass that looks like a cunt or vagina is esthetically pleasing to me. A bottom with experience is always welcomed. As I said I'm above average so most bottoms usually make a comments. So yeah it's nice but not something I expect my bottom to say. It's more the size queens bragging about all the big dicks they take that's annoying me. It doesn't bother me you got fucked by a bigger dick than mine, kind of a turn on, but bragging about your "talents'" and how you make tops tape out because how 'amazing you pussy is" a straight up turn off.

The Buyer. Who knew how long I was out. When I came to I felt.... Odd. No sensation I'd ever felt before. I tried to move but I was fastened in place. The room was dark. No wait.... The room wasn't dark... I was blindfolded. Whatever covered my body I could feel cooler air on my ass. But nowhere else. The only sound I could hear was my blood thumping in my ears. Ok this was worse than anything since this whole ordeal started. "Hello number 17," a voice whispered in both ears. From this I gathered that whatever was on my head contained earphones that cancelled out all other sound but allowed my... Well my owner I guess to talk to me. "Don't panic you are perfectly safe. Tightly clad in the finest skintight latex. It practically covers all of you... Except right here." A finger brushed my arsehole. Teasing it. "Just as tight as I was promised. You will call me Master Ant. Well if I decide to let you speak you will. Now let's get started. We have a lot of work to do." Silence. I knew he was still in the room. I could sense him. I felt movement near me. I could smell.... Poppers. Ok. So obviously some kind of gasmask I assume. God they smell good. My mind began to drift. I relaxed. Suddenly a throbbing cock plunged balls deep. A pain burned through my ass. Fuck I must be bleeding. "Pain is good. Cock is good. Worship. Pain is good. Cock is good. Cum is good. Worship. Bareback is good. Master Ant is good. Worship." The monotone male voice, a recording played. The whole time it played I was pounded. I couldn't escape it. The voice echoed in my mind. I tried to block it out but the voice and the sex was hard to get away from. Despite the initial entry this was an amazing fuck. The poppers, the sex, the voice. It was all I could focus on. Without warning as far as I know the dick, I assume Master Ants, started spewing it's creamy load deep in me. The cock was ripped from my hole painfully and something cold was stuck in... I assume a butt plug. I could no longer sense anyone in the room. I was cold and alone. "Pain is good. Cock is good. Worship. Pain is good. Cock is good. Cum is good. Worship. Bareback is good. Master Ant is good. Worship."

As a guy who is 5'5, I love guys of any height. But it's especially hot when there is a huge size difference. It changes the natural power dynamic a bit, which itself is fun to play with: sub small guys/dom large guys...and vice versa, sub large guys/dom small guys. It stimulates the brain (and my other head too) in many different ways.

You may have read this post I made in a thread awhile ago.... One guy I hooked up with several times was seriously turned on by his teenage son, (he was a junior in HS) but would never actually act on anything. He would invite me over when the family was away, and I would roleplay as his son. He'd have me wear his sons underwear or jock and fuck me in his sons bed. I have to admit I loved it on many levels. His son played football, so it played into my own fantasies pretending to be his hot, jock son getting raped by daddy. Just to be in his room, which was so typical teenage boy looking, and to smell his pillow and bed as his dad fucked me worked me up like crazy. Made me remember how I wanted the jocks in high school to use me, and brought back the memories of the HS locker room smell. Sadly this only happened 4 times, then he quit contacting me, don't know what happened with him, but was great while it lasted! While I didn't specifically say he called me his son's name, he sure as shit did!

(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.

I’ve been throat fucked whilst unconscious a couple of times and it hurts like hell the day after but I fucking love it

Part 13 - The Demon Within Jamal began to stir and wake from a sleep where his body felt warm and cosy. Slowly opening his eyes the sight of directly in his line of vision who was sleeping peacefully. Everything flooding back to what happened last night, he smiled and laid there watching him remembering the incredible sex and love making they had shared together. Strange how he had an overwhelming feeling of love for Conrad flowing through his body but it was not the love of two people in love, it was one of protection, comfort and friendship. He felt so lucky that Conrad had come in to his life right now, there was no doubt that Conrad had helped him find himself and for that he would be ever grateful. In his absent minded state he was stroking Conrad's neck who had woken and was now staring at him. "Please don't fall in love with me" Conrad whispered staring at the vacant look in Jamal's eyes. Jamal blinked "Sorry I woke you up" he said leaning forward and kissing him "don't worry I promise not to". Conrad smiled "Thank you" he said trying to get closer to him "I need you as a friend". Jamal smiled and stroked his face "As long as I can have nights like this with you I will always be by you". Conrad pulled Jamal in and kissed him "I like being your oik" he said as Jamal moved on top of him. He teased Conrad with his lips "I hold you responsible you know" he said kissing his chin. Conrad looked upat him confused "For what?" he asked expressing subtle moans from the kisses. "Turning me gay" Jamal replied rubbing his lips over Conrad's. Conrad chuckled wrapping his arms around Jamal "You only needed a nudge" he said "didn't take much nudging". Jamal looked down at him "How about you sit on it and give it a good nudging" he teased. Jamal kissed him then jumped with Felix walking in with coffee "Get up boys you got work to do" Felix said. "Hold that thought" Conrad told Jamal smiling "We are getting up Felix" he said. Beth had prepared them bacon sandwiches that they scoffed down and took a flask of coffee with them setting off down the drive to check the flower beds outside each of the houses. Conrad spent time explaining what needed to be done and that Jamal had to look after them whilst he was away. At lunchtime Conrad went home with Jamal and packed a small bag, he was told not to pack too much since most of the time he would be spending in the privacy of the villa. "Wish I was coming with you" Jamal said watching him pack. Conrad smiled "I don't" he replied looking at him "I won't get much rest with you there" he laughed. Jamal grabbed Conrad and hugged him "What was that for?" Conrad asked. "Can I not hug you now?" Jamal asked swinging Conrad from side to side. Conrad laughed "Yes, but it usually leads on to other things" he said slapping Jamal's arse. "Going to miss you" Jamal said letting go of Conrad "seriously miss you". Conrad smiled "I will miss you but you will have Simon and Felix to keep you busy and I will be back before you know it". Walking out of the house Jamal still did a careful alert look up and down the drive trying to be as discreet as possible so Conrad wouldn't get wind. They headed up to the manor then spent the afternoon tending the kitchen garden and every growing range of produce, Jamal doing most of the work whilst Conrad was on the phone with Charlie. In contrast Harry was sat in his office busy and keeping an eye on the door to Moham's office, ever since Simon had arrived he wondered what wheeling and dealing was going on behind the doors. He knew Moham and Simon had invested in a tech company together but that was all he was privy to. Simon came out of his meeting with Moham and saw Harry finishing a call, he walked over standing at the door whilst Harry wrote something down. "Harry" Simon spoke getting his attention "is he working you too hard?" he asked. "A bit" Harry replied looking at him "how is Conrad?" he asked. Simon walked in and sat down opposite him "He is getting there" he replied. "Does..." Harry fiddled with the pen in his hand "he ever talk about me?" he asked sheepishly. Simon studied him for a moment "Not really" he replied honestly "why?" he asked. Harry looked down "Doesn't matter" he said sounding a little down. Simon stood up "Whatever it is Harry you both need to sort it out and quickly" he said leaving the office. "Wait" Harry stood up calling to him, Simon stopped and turned "Do you think he loves me?" he blurted out. Simon walked back in and closed the office door "You need to find that out" he said sitting down again. Harry sat back down "Stop prevaricating Harry and have a serious conversation with him" Simon said softly. Harry looked at him with desperation "I want to Simon, it just hurts each time I can't help it". "God Harry you really are in love with him aren't you?" Simon asked already knowing the answer. Harry nodded "How the hell did that happen?" Simon asked. "I don't know, I told Conrad if I knew why I could stop it but I can't" Harry said exasperated. Harry looked at him "He won't even give me a straight answer and it always ends in disaster". Simon chuckled "Yeah I noticed" he replied then contemplated Harry for a moment "Dramatic, I think it is both of you doing it" he said. He stood to leave "If you want my advice go in full steam and wait for an answer" Simon said walking out. Harry sat there watching Simon go in to Adam's office, he wanted nothing more than to bang his head on the desk. Thankfully though he thought to Sunday when he would fly out to join Adam in Sardinia for a much needed break. Adam popped his head round Harry's door asking if he was all set for Sunday then said good bye and headed off with Simon for the short drive to the heliport. Taking off Simon leaned in to Adam "Is it all sorted?" he asked. Adam nodded "About as sorted as it can be, the rest is up to them" he replied. Simon smiled "Glad Moham is finally on board with this, took some convincing and negotiation mind you". "Wish someone had done that for me instead of where I ended up" Adam said looking out of the window. Simon patted his leg "Your only just 30 Adam plenty of time to find someone" he said confidently. Adam gave him a shady look "Easy for you to say, I need someone Simon that is why I ended up where I did". Simon held Adam's hand "We need to get you back out there on some dating apps instead of the fuck ones" he said looking seriously at him. No one was sure how it happened or who started it. Felix was outside in the garden exercising and jogging around the manor grounds. Conrad wolf whistled when Felix flew past the bare patch of the kitchen garden where Conrad and Jamal where digging, graciously receiving a finger in response from Felix. The next time he swung past Jamal wolf whistled and received two fingers in return. Felix ran down past the helipad and the wall leading up to the kitchen garden. Quick as a flash he sped up lobbing two handfuls of mud at Jamal and Conrad missing them both by inches. When he came round again he detoured avoiding the kitchen garden instead he cut behind one of the flower beds, he didn't see them both come out of the bushes and getting him square on the face with mud from both sides. The gays scarpered back round to the kitchen garden to load up with more mud, Jamal was first to go down face first, Conrad quickly ducked and got Felix by the leg pulling him down. Shouting and laughing a full on mud fight ensued until they all heard the helicopter approaching, Felix panicked trying to get away but both lads had hold of his legs stopping him. "Guys come on Simon is back" Felix said managing to half lift Conrad off the ground. Jamal pulled Felix back again "Stop it, Simon will freak out if I am not there to meet him" Felix said. Conrad managed to get a handful of mud down Felix's shorts "You buggar" he shouted falling back laughing. Simon was first out of the helicopter and looked around at the tranquil gardens with no sign of Felix. Simon grabbed Adam's bags standing there waiting for Adam to stop flirting with Tom the pilot. Tom though didn't mind one bit he loved it when Adam was flying and knew he would get a full flight of delicious compliments from Adam. Simon and Adam walked across the gardens "Felix must be busy" Simon said looking up at the manor. Suddenly Conrad bolted across the lawn with Felix running after him "Felix!" Simon shouted. Adam burst out laughing "What the heck is going on Simon?" he asked "looks like all hell has broken lose round there". "Conrad!" Simon called out "come here" he called out falling on deaf ears as he carried on running. Adam turned and looked at Jamal who not wearing anything on his feet moving much slower "Who is that?". Simon turned and looked "Not again" he said chuckling "Jam, come here". Jamal looked at him and grinned walking towards them "Not my fault this time" he said. Adam recognised him from the day he came to talk to Conrad as the one who had the bruised face. Jamal looked at Adam and vaguely remembered seeing him amongst all the confusion, usually he would never have even thought about a man like this but with everything that had happened quickly in Jamal's life something caught his eyes with this tall attractive man. Simon was astute enough to see that Jamal was quietly fixated on Adam. "I can't leave you two alone for half a day" Simon said unable to keep a straight face. Jamal looked at Simon unable to remember what he had just said "Nice trip?" he asked. Simon laughed at the grin on Jamal's face "Adam this is Jamal who is suppose to work for me" he said. Jamal kept the silly grin on his face and just looked at Adam "Are you always this dirty?" Adam asked. Adam saw he was tongue tied straight away "Shall I take him to the manor and clean him up?" Adam asked. Simon was looking around the garden "What?" he asked "oh yes, obviously I have no butler to carry your bags". Adam chuckled "I am not useless Simon, go and find the other two, I can manage my bags" he said "go on lead the way Jamal" he added. There was a commotion and Conrad came running around a flower bed screaming with Felix catching him up, he saw Jamal standing there and launched a hand full of mud in his direction, Jamal ducked and it narrowly missed Adam who still getting remnants splattered on his face. Jamal looked at him then burst out laughing. "You think that is funny do you?" Adam asked looking serious then broke out laughing. Jamal continued laughing walking up to the manor where Beth stood waiting "Not again!" she cried out. "Sorry" Jamal said grinning at her "your husband started it" he said pointing to them walking closer. Beth shook her head smiling "You know the drill!" she shouted at them all and kissing Adam on the cheek. Conrad and Jamal were last out of the shower room wearing bathrobes again, Simon and Adam had gone through to the study to talk and instructed Felix to send Jamal through when he was cleaned up. Jamal knocked on the door and walked in. Simon beckoned him over but Jamal was distracted by the large collage of photos in one frame on the wall that drew his attention, he walked over ignoring Simon and Adam for a moment to look at the photos studying each one. Simon smiled standing up and walked over to him. "Conrad" Simon said "they are all pictures of Conrad that Jack took from age 8 until..." he stopped. Jamal took Simon's hand and squeezed it in comfort "A life history of Conrad growing up" he said looking at him. "One for each year" Simon informed him "still so placid and kind from the day Jack met him" he smiled. Jamal looked at the next frame "And that is Jack I guess from the tattoos" he asked and Simon nodded. Adam stood up and walked over to them to look at the picture he had taken last year. Jack was laying naked in bed with a small amount of the sheet covering his modesty, the tattoos clear as day on his body and arms. Jamal noticed the two strange ones under the scorpion. "I have seen those tattoos before" Jamal said looking at them both racking his brains. Simon smiled "At his grave on the headstone" he said, Jamal nodded now remembering. "Cupid A for Adam here" Simon said then moved his finger over "Hibiscus and C...". "Conrad" Jamal said interrupting him and looking at Simon who nodded "Did he love him?" he asked in a soft tone. Adam put his arm around Jamal "Conrad and Jack adored each other but not in sexual way" he said. Jamal looked at Adam's striking face that was adorned with sadness "But you did, I can see it in your face". Adam stared at the picture "Jamal and I have some business to discuss Adam" Simon said "go and find Conrad". Adam nodded and walked out rubbing his eyes, he turned to look at Jamal and his eyes caught sight of Jamal's legs first then slowly worked up seeing the wet hair and his face properly for the first time, without mud or bruises. Adam was astonished how attractive but also the somewhat ordinary looks of this extraordinary young man, the looks were so ordinary it made him a stunning looking person. Undeniably Jamal was switching on buttons that he had not felt for many years. Jamal returned to find Conrad drinking coffee waiting for his clothes to come out of the dryer. Simon and Jamal had quickly talked about salary and made his job official, at least that would keep his mother off his back for now he thought. They stayed around until Beth returned with their clothes cleaned and dried, they changed and headed back out to the garden. Adam stood by the window in the study watching them crossing the grounds arms around each other talking and laughing by the expression on their faces. "Is he in love with Jamal?" Adam asked turning to Simon with a concerned look. Simon stood by his side "Who knows what goes on between them, they seemed to have bonded like he did with Jack" he replied. Simon chuckled "Caught them at it last night though before dinner" he said looking at Adam. "Something about him is very sexy" Adam said quietly and looking at Simon curiously. "No" Simon said before he could ask "we have not fucked" he said, Adam nodded knowingly. "Do you mind if I have a go at him?" Adam asked turning away from the window. Simon smiled "No, glad to see someone at last has got your interest" he said kissing him on the cheek. "I don't know if he is really gay or just likes fucking Conrad though" Simon confessed "I certainly would give it a shot". Simon stopped "You should know that Conrad fucked him raw with a high viral load" he said. "Shut the door!" Adam laughed "did he get convert him?" he asked. Simon grinned "Not sure, I gave Jamal some prep tablets to take for a few weeks". Adam looked shocked "Shit Simon are you getting sentimental?" he asked seeing Simon's evil grin "I guess not". Simon invited Jamal for dinner again and he popped home to get a change of clothes informing his parents that he was now in full time employment at the manor much to his mothers happiness. Jamal returned as Conrad walked down the staircase and they walked in to the dining room together joining Simon and Adam. Simon asked Jamal to pick the wine for dinner and Adam sat there showing a very keen and obvious interest in Jamal wanting to know all about him. Jamal was no fool and figured Adam liked him so played along, partly out of amusement but also finding him interesting and his eyes looked like they held a mischievous, naughty side that was gradually suckering Jamal in full on. Jamal whispered into Conrad's ear after desert, Conrad nodded and grinned looking at Jamal then he announced that Jamal was staying the night if Simon didn't object. Simon laughed but reminded Conrad he had to be up early as his flight was at 8am. Simon disappeared with Adam leaving Conrad and Jamal walking to the bedroom, both already undressing before they had even closed the doors. Naked touching each other and hugging Jamal lead Conrad to the bed. He kissed him lightly on the mouth "Fuck me Conrad" Jamal said looking in to his eyes. "I have no condoms" Conrad replied "I can't put you at risk again" he said stroking Jamal's face. Jamal kissed him again "Fuck me Conrad" he repeated "I want you to cum in me". Conrad pushed Jamal away slightly "Jam no, I don't want you hating me if I give you what I have". Jamal pulled Conrad back and kissed him again his lips rubbing against Conrad's "Fuck me" he repeated. Conrad wanted to, in fact he wanted to fuck the hell out Jamal "I will destroy your arse" he said. They kissed falling on to the bed "I won't pull out, you want me to infect you?" Conrad asked. Jamal tweaked Conrad's nipple "You want to don't you?" he said licking his chin "do it, destroy me!" he demanded. Jamal pulled Conrad on top of him and kissed him long and hard, Conrad responded rubbing his cock against Jamal's smooth skin. Jamal looked up at Conrad 'Infect me' he said noticing a look of concern washing over Conrad. Time seemed to stand still with Conrad looking down at Jamal, his cock already oozing precum 'Jam' he said shaking his head at what he was being asked to do. At the same time his cock seemed to go even harder like a possession of his soul was taking over, he growled smirking at Jamal 'fuck I am going to give it to you and fucking hard' he said feeling a burning fire of desire in his body, the danger, the unknown, the confliction all became irrelevant. Jamal pulled him down their lips sealing and tongues attaching each other mouths. Conrad grabbed Jamal's leg roughly hoisting it up so he could get his leg into better position. He kissed and bit Jamal all over his body hoisting the other leg in to position then attacking his mouth again. Jamal's hands stroked over Conrad's arse and thighs his pleasure heightened feeling the now slimy cock depositing precum every where it touched. Held in a deep kiss his arm moved down, pulling his cock away from Jamal's stomach leaving a trail of precum in its wake, across his balls and down it went. Conrad felt Jamal's hole was shut tightly, he pushed hard forcing the head of his cock hard against the resistance. It gave slightly and Conrad was too overly sexed to worry about the pain he would cause, jabbing hard and relentlessly until the hole finally lost the will to fight, despite the agonising cries Jamal made he was not stopping or showing any sign of the usual placid and tender nature. As soon the hole gave way he pushed him holding Jamal's head down and kissing him through the pain, Jamal arched up his eyes watering and whimpering but he continued to kiss Conrad hard. Driven on Conrad pushed until he could go no further, his hips now pumping hard deep thrusts and Jamal had no chance to get comfortable or allowed to ease in to it. The simplest of fucks turned more intense than either of them anticipated. Conrad unable to control his rough fucking finding a heightened pleasure coursing through his body telling him to fuck harder and faster, controlling his orgasm and pasting Jamal's arse in to the mattress. Jamal struggled to take it and make sense of what Conrad had become, he looked up at the monster destroying his arse with intent, the pain was agonising in his arse and fired off in rapid bolts of electricity through his body causing it to twist and lift off the bed. Jamal had no inclination for this to stop and his hands roamed all over Conrad's body unable to touch enough of him to satisfy his own needs. A trickle of saliva dribbling out of the corner of his mouth Jamal had no clue if it was his or Conrad's. Acting completely out of character Conrad broke the kiss and spat in to Jamal's mouth having a desired effect turning Jamal on even more, kissing Jamal harder he felt his arms circling around his neck holding him close, their tongues battling again swirling the saliva around. The slopping sound of overloaded precum seeping out of Jamal's now loosened hole. Finally Conrad eased down and settled in to a steady fucking motion that still carried plenty of force giving Jamal a feeling of being stabbed internally. A white foam slowly building at the base of Conrad's cock shaft and around Jamal's hole from the precum being whipped up. Conrad lifted his head and held Jamal's down 'You sure?' he asked jabbing his cock hard several times and watching Jamal's eyes open wider then wince in pain, he gasped and moaned 'Fuck yes do it' he cried out. Conrad shifted his body picking up the pace he started fucking quicker and harder 'You are getting it anyway' he said looking down smirking at Jamal. The tell tell signs of his impeding orgasm started with a tingle in his balls, he looked down at Jamal his mouth partly open 'Not going to pull out' he exclaimed in a loud resolute tone engaging eye contact with him 'Oh fuck' Jamal replied arching his neck backwards then his body. Relentlessly the thrusts came quicker and quicker his balls slapping against Jamal's arse got louder, he grabbed Conrad's arms holding on tight to him, like lightening he felt the contraction in his balls. His half toxic laden seed travelling rapidly up to the ejaculatory duct flowing in to his urethra where the rhythmic muscle movements took charge propelling his seed forward along the shaft with enormous power behind it. 'Fuuuck' Conrad cried out 'fill you up' he rasped with his body floating in orgasm shocks, hips ramming hard against Jamal's arse. Jamal gave an agonising squeal with every deep and forceful jab coming from Conrad until the last few drops of seed left his body passing in to Jamal. Conrad cried out the last orgasm shook in his body and he collapsed in a heap on top of Jamal sweating profusely. Jamal wrapped his arms around Conrad's body 'Holy fuck' Jamal said panting trying to gather his own thoughts, the adrenaline rush still washing over him blurring all sense of normality. Soft moans escaping his lips whilst Conrad continued gently pushing his hips down in post fuck syndrome, his cock remaining fully erect. The small ring of foam that created where they were joined was now tinged in the slightest shade of pink. Conrad laid on top savouring the feeling of his cock buried deep in Jamal, he was aghast at himself wondering where this aggressive fucker had come from. It had shrouded his self being and took charge fucking Jamal like a rag doll, ignoring the cries and watering eyes as he coped to take the full brunt of Conrad's powerful sex. Jamal held on to Conrad's body their sweat melding together, each passing minute his body began to relax until finally Conrad's body seemed to enter a tranquil state. His hips persistently grinding for over ten minutes before Conrad felt sufficiently satisfied and laid still. Jamal wiped his forehead and kissed Conrad's neck "Where did that come from?" he asked. Conrad moved his head slightly "I don't know what came over me" he mumbled softly. Conrad wriggled unable to pull his cock out "Ouch, wait until it gets soft" Jamal said stroking his back. "It felt you was beating me up inside" Jamal said kissing his neck "fuck that was amazing". Conrad lifted his head and looked at Jamal "Did I hurt you?" he asked with a guilty expression. Jamal nodded "At first but something inside me craved and wanted you to do it harder" he replied. "Maybe our bodies were in tune and I knew you wanted it hard" Conrad tried to explain himself away. Jamal chuckled "Hard!" he exclaimed "that was bordering on body shattering" he said stroking his face. Conrad lowered his head and kissed Jamal "You want me to do it again?" he asked grinning. "Fuck no Con!" Jamal replied looking shock "I think you wrecked my whole body let alone my arse" he replied stroking Conrad's back. Conrad rubbed his hips to Jamal's arse "I need these two weeks to get over that" Jamal said smiling up at him. Gently he managed to extract his cock and rolled on to his back staring up at the ceiling, he had just had the most incredible fuck, his body felt good. A smile on his face he turned to look at Jamal who was staring at him, Jamal raised his hand and stroked Conrad's face, his fingers running over the delicate juicy lips that he loved to kiss so much. His hand roamed lower down the torso and between Conrad's legs until he felt the light covering of hair leading to his hole. Conrad giggled between moans at the presence of the finger teasing his hole, one kiss and Jamal slid on top of Conrad and restoring the balance of power. Slowly working his cock deeper, Conrad grabbing hold of Jamal's arse pulling him forward penetrating deep, he gasped before their mouths met in a deep kiss. Hips delicately coveting Conrad's hole in deep purposeful strokes, speeding up then slowing repeating the same course for nearly thirty minutes before Jamal let himself go enjoying his orgasm that had built all through their sex, he looked down at Conrad ginning 'Yeah you like getting my half Moroccan baby making juice in you' he said then kissed and held Conrad in his arms. The exhilaration and pleasure he felt flowed in to Conrad like jolts of electricity passing between them. A drop of sweat landed on Conrad's lips, his tongue flickered tasting the sweet saltiness and imagining the energy that resulted in it's creation. Jamal rolled off on to his back, Conrad's hand seeking his holding it tightly. Panting, covered in sweat lying there with only the sounds of heavy breathing. "I need to sleep" Conrad finally said turning his head to look at Jamal "thank god you have those tablets". Jamal grinned "Why?" he asked rubbing his finger over Conrad's nipple. "I made your arse bleed a little" Conrad softly said "that is quite dangerous I am not undetectable yet". Jamal leaned over and kissed him "Whatever" he said and using his tongue he pushed Conrad's mouth open. They held each other tightly kissing gently then looking at each other until Conrad fell asleep. Jamal laid there looking at him feeling a little patch of guilt for not telling Conrad the truth about the prep. It was a risk but Jamal wanted to be close to him forever, Conrad had changed Jamal's life in a few short weeks. He had opened a door and allowed Jamal to enter getting close and proving to him that being gay was not all about fluffy and pink. it was more about feeling free to express yourself and enjoy the sex. Jamal gulped hard in the silence of the bedroom with the enormity of his decision, it didn't worry him and soon enough he found his eyes closing. For the second time in as many weeks the virus gained easy entry and started spreading out attacking any defences it came into contact with turning it against the host. Working throughout the night and multiplying it was acting quickly detecting the remnants of dead virus particles spurring it on to conquer and be in charge. Adam came bounding in the bedroom full of beans halting for a moment admiring Jamal's naked body laying close to Conrad. 'Up, up, up' he shouted at the two stirring bodies, Conrad bounced off the bed in embarrassment instantly getting morning wood. Jamal rolled over too knackered to even register Adam in the room at first, Adam dragged Conrad to the bathroom standing at the door watching Conrad then turning his head to watch Jamal. His focus no where near on Conrad who was now standing in front of him. "Hey!" Conrad said in a hushed tone startling Adam "eyes off you dirty tramp" he said smiling. Adam grinned looking back at Jamal "Somehow I think you are more trampy than me, so he is gay then?" he asked looking to Conrad. "Maybe" Conrad replied putting his clothes on. "So who was squealing last night getting fucked?" Adam asked "tablets" he said to Conrad. Conrad smiled and nodded to Jamal "I went big on him last night maybe a little too much" he said. "Wrecked me more like" Jamal said stirring on the bed and glancing at Adam with a little grin. Adam picked up Conrad's bag and looked at Jamal "I need to have a go when I get back" he said swanning out. Jamal chuckled and threw on some underwear unable to utter a word from tiredness, he walked down the stairs with Conrad and Adam meeting Simon who was already waiting with Felix who was taking them to the airport. No sooner were they at the bottom of the stairs they said a quick good bye and were gone leaving Simon and Jamal standing there watching the limo drive down Hibiscus Drive. He could see the sadness in Jamal's eyes who was fixated until the rear lights of the limo disappeared turning on the main road. "Going to be strange without Conrad around" Simon said putting his hand on Jamal's shoulder. Jamal nodded "He is the only person that likes me as a real friend" he replied. "Wondered if you two were falling in love with each other" Simon said more as comment than question. Jamal looked at him "No" he replied "I stopped taking the tablets you gave me" he said waiting for a reaction. Simon put his arm around him "Be very sure about that decision Jamal" he replied in a warning tone. Jamal nodded "I let him fuck me last night, well not so much fuck but wreck my arse" he said sheepishly. "Sore arse?" Simon asked, Jamal nodded "want me to make it hurt even more?" he asked half joking. Jamal moved his hand and squeezed Simons arse "Not a chance" he replied "maybe in a couple of days". "I will hold you to that" Simon replied kissing his head "might even let you fuck me" he added. Jamal grinned "There is no might about it" he replied "got any coffee on the go?". Simon laughed "Come on" he said guiding Jamal to the kitchen "and stay here as long as you want". Jamal looked at him "Your fucking weird" he retorted smiling "I don't get you sometimes but thank you". Simon walked ahead "Me weird, you should take a look at yourself" he replied laughing.

Words are chosen carefully in legal proceedings. Pay close attention to them. The Declaration called it “the united States of America”. Look it up if you don’t believe me. It became The United States Of America in 1873 when it became a Corporation. There is no such nation as America. America in the rest of the world refers to what we call North, South and Central America. The joke’s on us. Make America Great Again” means Trump plans NO SOUTHERN BORDER. After the inevitable outcry at deportations, US citizens will be issued a Microchip “to prove citizenship”. At that point the illegals will be the only Free Americans in the USA!!!

That was definitely worth the wait bro! I look forward to part 3 with the enthusiasm of a fanboy waiting for Avengers Endgame. Well done!

when I'm feeling like a cum dump that's all I need. cum in my ass.

Ironically it can be a turn-on for me when I'm not into the guy who's seeding my hole: sometimes it's just the fact that I'm offering a public service to guys who wouldn't normally get laid that makes me feel like a do-gooder and other times it's the thought of being such a cumwhore that I can actually get turned on by taking the seed from a guy who turns me off that makes me want it all the more. Plus some of the HOTTEST cocks and BIGGEST sperm bombs I've ever had have come from guys who I wouldn't notice once let alone twice on the street.

Wednesday 10 A.M. I was on Grindr and Growlr looking to fuck. Met a hot married marine on Grindr who said he had not had any since he got back from Afghanistan. We swapped pix - he was smokin' hot: tall, muscles, and big, thick, 9" cock. We set up a meeting at 12:30 for a lunch fuck. I went over to his place. He took me to his bedroom (the room in which he fucks his wife). We stripped off and climbed on bed - he was on his back, I was kneeling over him in a 69 position. He deep throated me as if he was starving (which he later told me he was). As we 69'd I fingered his hole. he had pre-lubed it. Nice, I thought, he's ready for me, so I positioned him on his back, stood next to the bed and lifted-up his legs. While looking in his eyes, I lined up my cock to his moist hole. Looking deep in his eyes I asked him "You want this?" "Fuck me" was all he said, so I slid on all the way in, balls deep, and just as quickly pulled all the way out. I did this a few times; his cock was dripping pre-cum as I'm did this. Then I started to fuck him hard, deep, and all the way in and out. Then I flipped him over and on his knees his knees, and doggy-fucked him deeply a few minutes. Then I positioned him back on his back again (I like to look in my partner's eyes as I'm cumming) and I told him I was going to seed him with my hot special load. He looked into my eyes and begged for it saying "Give it me. Seed me deep. Give me what I need." I asked him again "Are you sure you want my cream deep?" All he did was to wrap his legs around me and pull me deeper. So I pistoned him faster knowing I'm going to shoot any second, then one last time I asked him "You sure you want my gift?" All he said was "Fuck yeah, all you can give me." Yeah he took it, deep balls deep, and as I blew my load I said "You are mine now, and always will be." At that second he shot his load saying "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah." After the fuck as I was getting dressed, he said, "I want this weekly." "No problem" I said "Same time next week?" We have another fuck session set up for Monday. I'll let you know it goes.