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Room 1107: Round 2 My phone rang and it was Tim. I gave him the room number and when I opened the door, there stood Tim, his dad and a nerdy twink. "Hey, this is the guy I told you about, Cole. He's mostly a bottom but was eager to try topping a chaser" Tim said. His dad looked at me a little suspiciously but didn't say anything other than a somber "Hi." "Hi Cole. Only two rules tonight, have fun and drop at least one load in the guy" I said. "Thanks..." Cole replied, staring at me intensely. A few seconds later he added "Uh... you look familiar." I thought I knew what he was talking about but I played coy. "Tim said you live in our building, so you've probably seen me heading in or out whenever I get out of my cave" I said chuckling, trying to break the ice. "Yeah, must be" he replied but the look in his eyes told me it was from another time. Maybe he did remember me walking down the hall after I fucked his dad. The three came in and started to strip. I spent most of my time watching Cole. He wasn't the type of guy I ever hooked up with. At 18, he was too young. His face was still covered in peach fuzz, not a beard or any real facial hair. His light brown hair was a little long on top with the sides closely cropped. A small stud earring adorned his left ear and as he got naked I found that was the only decoration on his pasty, white, thin body. The only other hair I saw was under his pits and his pubes. Thankfully he didn't shave those too and look even younger. For a moment I thought about asking for an ID, just to make sure he was legal, but decided to take Tim's word for it. His cock was soft and small and I hoped he was going to be able to get hard and fuck. I hadn't noticed Tim's dad head toward the bottom guy and only realized he was taking the first turn when the bottom grunted as the dad pulled the butt plug out of the bottom's ass. Seconds later, Tim's dad's bare cock was sliding into the slightly sloppy hole. I watched a moment and then glanced over at Tim and Cole. They were standing there watching Tim's dad fuck, stroking their cocks and soon Tim was egging him on. "Breed the fucker, dad. Knock his neg ass up" Tim called out. I wondered if Tim found it weird to watch his dad fuck, but then remembered Tim saying he had fucked his dad a few times after he converted so probably not. Most of the time I had seen Tim's dad in the bathhouse, he was bottoming. There were only one or two times I could remember seeing him top. It looked like he was having fun fucking the bottom guy, though. He drilled hard then softer, fast then slower. I watched the dad's butt flex which made the biohazard tat on his ass contort. We had a couple hours to get the four of us to drop a load or two, so there wasn't a rush but Tim's dad seemed to have a sense of urgency to his fuck. Sure enough, a few minutes later he was emptying his balls into the bottom with just a few grunts and groans. There was no drama to it, he just did his job and saved the emotion for someone he actually cared about. Tim pushed Cole gently towards the bed and I could see the nervousness in his whole body. His dick was hard, though, and the bottom had plenty of lube. He looked around and saw the three of us watching him but the bottom still had his face buried in the bed. "You got this. Poz his ass up" Tim said, trying to reassure him. Cole lined his dick up, took a deep breath and shoved his cock in. The moan that came out of Cole was surprising since it had a little bit of a sinister growl to it. All of his unsure demeanor when he walked in seemed to melt away once he felt that neg hole wrapped around his cock. He started plowing, going slow for the first few thrusts and then picked up his speed quickly after that. Moving closer to Tim, I asked in a whisper "first time topping?" and Tim shook his head no, and then showed two then three fingers while shrugging his shoulders. With the guy's loose hole, I could tell Cole was pulling all the way out and then driving back in to the root each time. Many inexperienced guys have problems lasting before they shoot and Cole was no different. From the moment he slid his dick in to the point where he yelled out "FUCK!" and pumped his newly charged seed into the guy was less than ten minutes. The twink that walked away was a very different twink that nervously dipped his cock into the bottom. He had done his first group fuck and proved to himself he wasn't too nervous to perform. Cole walked back towards us exuding confidence and had a huge grin on his face. Tim high-fived him as he went to take his turn. I saw Cole's cock hard for the first time and he was one of those in the "grower" category. Hard, he was at least six and a half inches, uncut, plump and veiny. Tim was not lacking in confidence and started by stuffing a pair of fingers into the bottom guy's ass and coating them with slime. Moving up to the bottom's head, he fed the cum covered fingers to the bottom who eagerly licked them clean before muttering "oh fuck." I guessed that the coppery taste told him just how fucked he was at this point and the day was only half over. Tim chuckled and took his place and then grabbed the bottom's legs and twisted, barking out "On your back, pig." The bottom rolled over and raised his muscular legs which Tim positioned on his shoulders. He stared down and smiled just before he pushed his cock in. Unlike the two before him, he took his time fucking the bottom. Tim and I had never talked about what he liked to do for sex. I assumed at our first meeting he was just a bottom that wanted to get pozzed up like his buddy from college. But I'd seen more of his top side once my bug had taken hold of his body. He must have been versatile all of his short sex life and all I had seen was him getting what he wanted. I wouldn't call him selfish, but he knew what he wanted and made sure he was satisfied and less concerned about his partner. Tim's movements were that of a seasoned top, with confidence and determination. In fact, he looked to be a lot more comfortable fucking the bottom than his dad did. "God, all that poz jizz feels so good on my dick" he said, slamming his cock into the bottom. "It might even be swimmin' in your blood right now" he continued. A few more hard thrusts and he added "No turnin back now. In a few weeks you're gonna have poison in those balls." Tim gave the guy's balls a firm squeeze before thrusting in hard. The bottom whimpered and if he didn't know his fate this morning, he did now. Tim began to pound the guy's ass, leaning forward and pushing his legs back. Their eyes were locked and the bottom began to whimper and whine louder. "oh... fuuuckkk... oh my god... oh shit... Please..." the bottom cried out. "Please what? Pull out?" Tim asked quietly. "No... Nooo... Please... Breed me... Breed... Me... HARD!" the bottom begged. On cue, Tim planted his cock in deep and let his toxic cum flood the guy. Both of them moaned loudly as Tim's balls emptied their viral juice into his gut. He had fucked longer than his dad and Cole combined and looked ready for more. He stayed inside a few moments and then pulled his cock out and walked back towards the rest of us with a look of satisfaction on his face. No one said anything and it was then that I saw the tattoo on Tim's pec for the first time. It looked really good on him and I liked the symbolism of the black widow spider instead of using the standard scorpion or biohazard symbol. It looked even more sinister with the fresh black ink and the marks indicating each of his victims. I looked at it a moment too long and Cole nudged me to break me out of my trance and head to add my second load into the bottom. Runninbkbb laid there on the bed, holding his legs back and offering up his well bred pussy for another fuck. I slid in easier this time than in the earlier session, no doubt aided by more cum and the other cocks that had stretched him out. Once inside deep, I hammered him for half a minute and pulled out, shoving three fingers into the gaping hole. Twisting them around, I let my fingernails dig in, giving another entrance for our bugs to invade his helpless body. He groaned loudly but didn't fight me off. A half dozen twists of my wrist later and I drove my cock back in. My body leaned over him, my hands braced on his legs while my hips began to roll. The strokes got longer and harder and the bottom started to grunt each time I slammed into him. I kept drilling him like this for fifteen or more minutes, varying the speed and going from hard to harder with my thrusts. When I felt my balls start to tighten, I slowed down the pace but rammed in even harder. I leaned in, getting my face less than a foot from his and snarled. "What you want, fucker? More of this dick or the virus inside my balls?" I growled. "Both, sir!" he yelled back. I chuckled and replied "Right answer, pig" before pounding him fast and deep. The bed was squeaking and he was slowly moving to the center of the bed. I was following him though and when I couldn't wait any longer, I drove in to the base and let the cum fly. The bottom let out a cry as my cock throbbed and added to the demon seed already inside him. Each spurt shot in deep, past his battered inner ring. The bottom's cock was oozing cum all over his stomach and his ass was milking as much of my jizz as he could get. All of my fears of him canceling or not being able to take it were for naught. He was just as committed as we were. I pulled my still hard cock out and backed away. Tim's dad moved in for his second fuck and I found myself next to Cole. He turned to me as the dad grunted while bottoming out. Cole grinned and said quietly "I'd love to watch you fuck my dad like that. He's into darker guys." "Oh, how do you know what he likes?" I asked. "He's forgotten to close all the browser windows and clear the history on the laptop. It's kinda hot to see what kind of porn he watches and sites he visits" he replied with a wicked grin. Tim's dad growled out, seeding the bottom a second time. Cole licked his lips before he walked over to the bottom and shoved his cock in, pounding him right away. Like before, he didn't last long and in less than five minutes was dumping more of his fresh poz twink seed into the bottom guy. With the last pulses finished, Cole slapped the bottom's ass and said "Enjoy the flu" before walking back to our group. Tim pulled the bottom back to the edge of the bed, stuffing his rigid shaft back inside. He drilled with renewed energy, jabbing his cock in one direction for a few strokes then changing it up. Like before, he lasted longer than Cole and his dad, but this was shorter than his earlier fuck. With another load planted inside, Tim laughed and said "That's one hungry poz cumdump." He pulled out and walked back to us, giving each a fist pump. With no one coming over to fuck him again, the bottom let his legs down and then rolled on to his stomach in the middle of the bed. Tim and Cole went into the bathroom and I heard some giggling over the sound of the shower. When they came out I had just finished brushing the bottom's hole for the second time. The bristles on the brush were now dark pink as was the cum dripping out of the hole. The three of them got dressed and I tossed on my pair of shorts before glancing at my phone to see how long we had before the next guys would be there. I plugged the bottom's phone in, having drained a lot of battery while filming the action. So far I'd gotten pics and videos of each dick that went in the bottom's hole and the cum filled hole that they had wrecked. I needed to recharge too and I laid back on the bed for a quick nap.

Chapter 12; Suddenly my Father leapt up and off the bed leaving his towel behind, and there he stood a few steps away from the foot of my bed, naked, and proud of his throbbing hard Dick that was covered in my saliva. - Son, get up, and stand in front of me. - Yes Daddy. I stood in front of him. I shook through nerves. I was not frightened, but this was all so new and uncharted yet much welcomed territory. I so had never seen this coming. Never. But I am sure as hell pleased it had arrived. - Take your tee and shorts off son, and kneel in front of me with your mouth kept wide open, and your hands clasped behind your back. - Yes Daddy. I stripped naked, leaving just my new Rugby Jockstrap on my ever increasing sculpted body with my hairy muscular beefy virgin ass hugged to perfection. I knelt before the man that created me, hands behind my back, and mouth wide open as ordered to! I looked up at my Father towering above me, looking down at me, smirking as he stroked his super wet dick; wet with his pre-cum and his son's saliva. Suddenly not only did I feel just passive, I in an instant became completely submissive to my inner core, feeling that the Man that stood before me would be over any other my ultimate alpha-male. He'd only been stroking for a few minutes when ... - Oh fuck, I am already close. See what you do to me son. I'm going to put my dick into your mouth, and when I do you will close your lips to form a seal around my shaft, yet keep your mouth open, and when I cum you will not swallow, instead you will hold Daddy's cum in your mouth, including when I withdraw my Dick where you will also keep those sweet sexy lips shut tight. Understood son? - Yes Daddy. - Oh fuck ... Daddy is close ... His Dick in an instant slid deep into my mouth and began to fuck it, USING it as a gaping fleshlight for his pleasure. A mere several strokes later I felt his dick expand, and 💦 *squirt* 💦, the first few squirts that pulsated out of his throbbing dick did not have time to settle in my mouth as it propelled out so fast it went straight down my throat, but I managed thereafter to collect the rest of his orgasm without swallowing as he grunted throughout unloading, holding his special seed like a reservoir. I really was now beginning to feel like a nasty little slut. My Father's nasty little slut. I wanted to do anything to make him proud. After he finished cumming he stood back from me, and just looked at me for a few minutes, getting his breath as he stood there completely naked, and just smiling. - Stand up son, take that Jock Strap off, and come stand before your old man. I couldn't verbally reply with a mouthful of cum. All I could do was do as he said. And here we were, Father & Son, stood in front of each other, naked, with the son holding his Father's essence in his mouth. - Now son, we are going to kiss, and when we do you will feed Daddy's cum into his mouth, as we kiss I shall feed it back to you, each time I do you return it back to me as we kiss. When I pat your right ass cheek that is when you keep the cum to yourself, and once again kneel before me, keeping Daddy's cum held in that sweet mouth of yours. Okay boy!? I nodded. I could not believe it, today was my first day snowballing, and now was going to be the second time of the day. As we kissed my Father's hands were all over my athletic hairy body with his hands feeling strong and firm as he caressed my unexplored body. I was feeling so submissive I wanted to kneel before him right there and then, but I had to wait for that pat on my right as cheek. After several minutes of kissing and caressing that pat came. I kept my Father's cum to myself that time, and once again knelt before him, looking up at him with puppy eyes, awaiting further instruction; - Now, I want you to look deep into my eyes, show me how much you love Daddy with your eyes, and keeping your gaze fixed on me you will SWALLOW Daddy's precious load. Fuck, he was not wrong on that one, indeed it was precious. I looked deep into his eyes and they not only told him how much I loved him, but that I was above anyone else, HIS, and that I was his faggot son who he not only loved but could USE me sexually any time, and do anything he wanted. He was the boss! ... *GULP* ... Down it went. He soon left my room and I was left feeling completely exhilarated. No feeling could top this, I am sure. My studies for the evening were shot to shit now, there was no way I could concentrate, so I did my usual dental regime, put some classical music on, and fell asleep feeling more content, alive, and happier than I had ever been.

"i'm deep in your guts, Luke, feel me slicing you up inside?" Luke, the son of one of my fitness clients couldn't answer of course, since my hand was clamped over his face. His slender young body writhing under me told me he knew exactly where I was though I'm sure he wouldn't feel me turning his insides to a gooey, receptive mush. "this time, I'm gonna knock you up, plant my goodness in you" Luke had quickly turned into an eager chaser since our first fuck, just after his birthday, but his body was proving surprisingly resilient to my strain. We both wanted it in him and to see it take him over. I was slamming into him hard now, always surprised at how much punishment he could take, my balls slapping the fitness mat below us each time, eager to inject liquid death into this dumb fuck. My tongue was in his ear as I whispered "so close.....my seed needs to feed off you...let me in" At that, I felt him milking my shaft as his own young cock ejected its weak load into the mat, tipping me over the edge ad causing me to wrap my bicep round his neck, flexing it round his throat, only to be released a minute later as the last of my load found a safe home in its new host. I released his flaccid head from my grip and let my body slump on his, my cock surrounded in the delicious soup that it had made within him... ----- A few hours later and Luke had shuffled off home and I was working out at home, stripped to my briefs when there was a knock at the door. Josh, my new neighbour, was stood outside looking nervous and sexy as hell. We'd barely exchanged a few sentences in the month or so that he had lived in his late twin brother's flat with his wife Sarah. The fact that I was fucking Sarah a few times a week and had a pair of Josh's sexy little boxer briefs by my bed was nether hear nor there! I opened the door wide, lounged against the frame filling the doorway with my size. At 5'5'' and skinny as a rake, I towered over Josh, at least twice his weight. He looked hot in his cycling gear, a tiny bulge in his black shorts. "oh, sorry,... i've disturbed you", he stuttered, staring at somewhere between my stomach and pecs. "Nah, just working out. You ok bud, been out for a ride?" "Yeh, but Sarah's out, dunno where and I'm locked out" "oh shit" "I couldn't come in, use your phone could I?" "hmmmm. not sure about that bud....lockdown rules an' all..." His face fell until he finally looked up and saw me grining. "I won't tell if you don't!" he laughed and I stood aside, though not fully, so that his lycra clad arse brushed my thighs as he walked past.....

In the middle of working on my newest recruit who mid fuck described me as "chaotic evil"

This past Saturday at a gay bar and then the sex club. One guy fucked me in the semi darkroom at the bar with others watching. Then went to the sex club and took at least 12 (lost count) different cocks and loads in my slut ass! My ass got wrecked good and was sore for a couple days but felt great! Will be going back tomorrow night to get fucked and filled some more!

First taste of cum was in prison. I swollowed a lot of fucking nut.

Last winter. Was at a leather bar in Cleveland for an underwear contest (won first place 😉 ). After everyone had a few drinks in them 5 of us were having some fun in the bathroom with me and another bottom sucking off a few guys including the host of the event. Sadly the top daddy I wanted to fuck me had to split but a younger guy took me into the stall, put my leg up on the toilet and just took my ass with me pressed up against the wall. He came within probably 2 minutes. I was heading to the bathhouse down the street and asked he wanted to come but he had to get home to his husband. I ended up walking down alone and had a lot more fun with two daddies fucking and seeding me in the sling room. After they split I posted up on all fours with my door cracked and had a really thick cocked African guy and his friend traded me off for another hour. I managed to catch the African guys load in me but his friend just wanted to cum on my face. Took a quick shower. Squeezed out the cum into my hand and ate. Quick power nap and then called an Uber home at 7am.

Made a new mate would stayed over Saturday eve till the next morning. He loaded me 6 times!! Definitely going to hang out more with him 💦 💦💦 💦💦 💦

I have found a facility to castrate me for reasonable price, in the next few months I will began my transformation into a submissive dumpster! Now all I need is to convert!!!

🍽️ Dinner time! 👅

so i got inspired and stayed up till like 3 am writing here is part 10 hope you all enjoy Part 10 The second set of screams caused Alverez to look up at the balcony where shadows were moving, he took a deep breath he knew his fate had arrived, that his poison had arrived. he looked back at Gray the techie was panicked and struggling to pull the grate back enough for them both to squeeze though. Even if Alverez had wanted to get away he would not have been able to get though the small gap the cutting torch and bending had made but Gray might fit. He rushed to the small man's side, glad of Gray’s slim suffers body that he and Jackson had mocked for so many times at the gym, as he helped pull the metal back a little further, as he pushed Gray towards the gap “you have to go Gray.....but I'm not going to fit” Gray looked back at him as he started to squeeze though eyes wide wish shock and realization “I can push form back here I can make the hole wider for you” his voice weak knowing that was not true, that it was a painfully tight squeeze even for him and Alverez was a big man. Seeing the pain in Gray's eyes Alverez smiled as he heard loud thumps land in the lab behind him and the screams of the creatures in the Cube fall silent “you know that’s not goner work mate, anyway times up now ...Go!” with that he pushed hard on the slim man watching him slide into the dark with a ripping noise, followed by splashing the bloody pressure bandage and part of Grays fatigues caught on the jagged metal. He heard gray shout “I'll be back with help just hang on” followed by frantic splashing He looked at the grate for a moment, wondering if Gray would be okay seeing only a small light moving away though the hole, he shrugged he had done what he could for the man it was up to him now. Alverez turned slowly coming face to face with the monster and his former team members all only ten feet away. He almost gasped as he looked at their perfect bodies that seemed sculpted from slate gray marble, skin stretched over well-defined muscles all of their hair jet black like their eyes with a spiderweb of black vanes running over their almost divine forms like delicate filigree which pulsed with a toxic green light. He noticed again how over each of their hearts the vanes and capillaries twisted into a bio hazard symbol declaring proudly to the world what waited for their pray. He also noticed other changes more subtle in some cases their fingers and limbs were longer they seemed taller and their feet were larger … and so were there dicks not one was under thirteen inches and thick, they hung down obscenely and even now were starting to grow erect at the sight of their new pray. Alverez had seen the whole team naked in the gym showers at one point or another and even Jackson the biggest and no slouch had only been nine inches at most. But his mind was made up and there was no escape now anyway, he had no doubt they would catch him in a second if he tried to run, so he took another deep breath accepting his fate. He looked the alpha beast in the eye and the creature tilting its head, nick went to move but the Alpha held up its hand with a strange almost calming cry and Nick stopped dead looking back and making a similarly strange mewling sound. Alverez moved his gaze to meet Jackson’s The Alpha tilted its head again before its hand slid down Jacksons back and pushed making a chuffing sound. Jackson taking the command moved forward to stand Infront of Alverez the muscular Latin man seeing himself reflected in the black mirrors of Jacksons eyes he gulped, the others moving behind Jackson the Alpha seeing a connection between the pray and his prized creation. After a moment Jackson reached out and caressed Alverez cheek his fingers, who whimpered softly at the touch, the fingers moving to the back of the man's head and went to pull him in for the intoxicating kiss that would leave him weak, insatiably horny and disorientated, only to have the alphas hand stop him before his togue could delve into his friend's throat. the alpha could see the gleam on lust and need in Alverez eyes and wanted the man to feel everything to accept the gift fully. Jackson moved behind Alverez exposing him to the other three creatures who moved in they quickly. Jackson held the shaking man in his arms as the other three removed his clothing ripping it from his muscular hairy body, already wet with a sheen of sweat. His cum wet fatigues were ripped off and sucked on by Nate for a causing him to shudder and his vanes flash a brighter green before also being discarded. Alverez shuddered with fear and sexual excitement now naked, Jackson had one arm around his waist and one hand around his throat he was making soft soothing almost sexual noises as he licked Alverez’s ear and neck Alverez was still whimpering unable to stop himself. He could feel his friends venomous rock-hard dick splitting his ass cheeks and pushed up against his back now wet with his toxic precum. He moaned louder as Nate and Nick moved in on his exposed nipples nipping and sucking them expertly, his nipples had always been sensitive but never like this, he writhed but was unable to move far in Jacksons vice like grip as the two creatures continued their ministrations before both burying their faces to his arm pits licking and sniffing the hairy caverns greedily. Alverez’s dick was now harder than it had ever been, almost painful pulsing with his quickening heart beat the Alpha knelt before him and its tongue moved over the engorged head licking up a drop of pre cum that had formed, sending another shudder of pleasure though the restrained man. The Alpha seemed to savor the taste of the fluid for a few seconds before its whole mouth engulphed the cock to its root and sucking causing Alverez to buck and shout in surprise and pleasure. The next few minutes were a blur for man as the creatures forced him to experienced pleasure he had never even dreamed of, the four each licked and sniffed what seemed like every inch, while Jackson held him tight in his embrace. His pits and feet seemed to be their favorite places to explore, sniff and lick and each time they did the pleasure threatened to send Alverez over the edge. only his ass had been left alone but was now sticky with the corrupted fluid dripping down his back from Jacksons throbbing dick, Alverez could even now feel pulsing with his friends' heartbeat. the Creature had also brought him close to Cumming several times only to stop sucking him on the brink and pull away leaving him begging for release his balls feeling tight and full to busting with pure untainted cum. the Alpha had moved behind him to where Jackson stood and they switched the creature's arms moved under his armpits and fastened around his chest while Nate and Nick picked him their hands on his ass cheeks and lower back holding him and his legs up like he was in a sling all three of the creature's dicks hard as steel and leaking poisons trails of precum on his back none of them seemed to even flinch at his weight. All this happened in almost silence as Jackson moved between his thighs and rested his legs on the slate grey shoulders fingers tracing their way down his legs to his taint briefly brushing past his dick and swollen balls causing Alverez to cry out before Jackson knelt down. Alverez had a moment of shock as he felt the tongue move across his hole leaving a trail of saliva, he had never felt anything like this before as it happened again and again then slipped inside him. He writhed and moaned as the tongue slipped in and out and was then joined by a finger then a second. He felt the finger hit something inside him, His eyes closed in a pleasured moan shoot open and he bucked his dick spurting a small amount of cum as his prostate sparked a primal need he fought back a scream of pleasure. The alpha whose head was on his shoulder chuckled at the reaction and from the words spilling form Alverez mouth “More please more don’t stop, oh god what are you doing to me oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck” from what was soon to be its new child. After only a few minutes Jackson stood and leaned down to look into Alverez eyes the time had come for Alverez to be reborn into his perfect new body. The Latin man looked up at the monster who had once been his friend his face a mask of fear and in a small voice “is this going to hurt Jackson?” Jackson nodded sombrely his eyes not leaving his friends as he moved back to line up his massive toxic cock with the scared man's ass a large drop of black cum glistening on the tip for Alverez to see, his eyes wide he writhed to pull away, he was no ready for this he started to think he had made a grave mistake. Alverez managed to get out “is it too late to ...ARRRRRRRGGGGG” before Jackson began to push in a scream ripping from his throat as he thrashed and tried to pull back but unable to break the creatures grasp it only pushed him further back into the Alphas embrace, Alverez could feel his ass try to stretch around massive steel hard pole being pushing into him, the burning pain feeling like Jacksons cock was made of molten metal it held out for what seemed like an eternity and then there was a sickening pop as he felt the muscle rip to let the massive toxic member in, he screamed again the agony white-hot, he was begging for Jackson to stop now but the pain only grew as more and more as Jackson thrust deeper into his pray the primal instinct to corrupt to change the man In front of him taking over. Alverez thought he must have passed as when he opened his eyes next Jackson was now fucking him slowly almost sensually. Poison filled balls clapping against his torn and bleeding ass, he was still begging his friend to stop his voice weak with horse sobs of pain falling from his lips as each thrust tore him up more, he was sure he was dying no one could survive this. The pain slowly faded bringing with it a new unsettling and strange feeling like he was slipping away into fog. pleasure and need wared with his mind as his vanes felt like they were on fire he was scared and part of him was screaming for him to stop but that part seemed to be fading, faster and faster now. Instead He began to scream and begged for more as the toxic pre cum leaking from the monster's cock seeped into his ravaged innards and took away the pain. Jackson picked up his pace cock pounding its poison gift into him ever faster, the burning sensation spreading though him even now reshaping him and molding him ready for the true dose that was being held in Jacksons balls like an oil well waiting to be tapped his vanes flashing their toxic light faster and faster as his orgasm built. it was not long before the new pleasures were too much for Alverez’s human mind and his cock exploded with a jet after jet of cum splatting his chest and face the Alpha, Nick and Nate licking the pure fluid up eagerly almost frenziedly. As he came Alverez's ass contracted on Jacksons dick that and the smell of the negative cum sending the creature over the edge he screamed in triumph as his dick flooded Alverez with its black corruption the toxic load burning into man's body. Alverez’s eyes widened as he felt Jacksons cock swell growing harder if that were possible, he knew it was time to accept his poison for playing with the snake. A tear rolled down his cheek as he looked into Jacksons eyes for the last time as this Alverez me mouthed “thank you” and Jackson erupted in him, He bucked and seized in the creature's arms as the toxic gift took hold and truly started the transform the man who was screaming and writhing his skin starting turn grey the fat seeming to be pulled into his body to fuel the change. Jackson pulled out and a wave of oily black cum and blood spilled from Alverez’s ruined ass. Alverez even in the throes of the transformation felt empty as the cum and blood flowed out of him like a river. the creatures placed him on the floor and switched places Nate was over him now and pushed into his newly corrupted hole. Alverez let out a moan of pleasure feeling full again as his once commanding officer began to pound the toxic cum into him once more but before Nate could cum his mind gave out and he let the corruption take him. They continued to fuck their poison seed into the young creature until each has deposited at least two loads each screaming their orgasm into the flickering gloom, its ass destroyed but would be healed as its body reformed. the cube bound creatures had once again started their orgy after watching Alverez the birth of their new brother. Jackson curled around his friend holding him tight as his new perfect body was formed Alverez spasming and twitching as his humanity was burned away to leave the perfection of the change in its wake. As the process took hold the Alpha, Nick and Nate got to work on the weakened grate and their possible path to freedom from this prison.

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

I was 20 living in Bonn, close enough to Cologne. Very happy with how i pictured live as being gay would happen for me. Having a successful career, doing my thing and then meet a MAN: he would be dominant, masculine. We would stay together and then on night of my wedding he would cum inside me and make me his. All of that had been working for 3 years now. Don't think I was 100% innocent. A lot of men had already fucked me. But always SAFE and I was always watching for them to put a rubber on (and keeping it one). Porn wise I would only watch raw sex. But that was different. So when I met Enrique: a guy who clearly hot and nice, but not a future husband material I was definitely making sure that condoms would be used. That is until he once during sex turned me around spat on his hand and slid his dick inside me. It happened so quick and it did feel good so I just let it be. And I wasn't too worrried, until he started moaning and then stopped. The latter happens in three seconds. "did you just cum inside me?" "yeah, that was hot" "wtf man, you didn't even ask" "shut up, you loved it. And btw I need to get some stuff done, so do you want to get a shower before you leave"? In my mind I was raging inside. what an freaking A**h*le. Enrique had quite a reputation. My dream of my future hubby making me HIS was gone. And now I had... THAT. Ohh man. this was really NOT how things were supposed to go. Don't ask me why and how, but It activated something in me. So next thing that happened, was me heading out. (I did not that the proposed shower). And there I went went, feeling dirty and used catching a train to Cologne. Wait, Cologne, I didn't live there. As I am entering Pullermanns bar, I am asking myself: what are you doing. It was such a big blur, but here I, go walking in as the twinky slim guy with bright green eyes. Naughty, but also naive and shy. Ordered a drink, not much conversation at the bar., so I finished my 7up almost immediately. Had never been to this place. But was drawn to go to the back. A big guy looks at me, not really handsome, but still attractive. We kiss and slowly I go down on him. He turned me around eats my ass out and after some minutes goes inside. He goes slow, but deep. It's quite a big cock. But I'm taking it well. After three minutes I just say. "Give it to me" "Dump it inside" He stops: "are you sure" "yes, give it to me" He stops, pulls my hair: "you filthy slut" and starts pounding. Within two minutes he is done. There is no time for me to think, so another guy has moved me more central and has already started fucking me. I can't even see his face. 5min max and he is done. Another guy is putting his dick inside my mouth. "suck me" he is really not my type. But I realise if I suck him my ass will be up. I turn him towards the wall and bingo within 10 seconds I hear someone undoing their belt and shoving his dick in. It's half hard. He asks me "how many" I mumble "two" That gets him hard. He fuck me for four/five minutes but doesn't cum. Another guys is taking over. I turn around there's a circle around me. I can only think of getting cum, getting poz seed inside me. I yell, "give me poz seed". That doesn't work, most guys walk away. "shit what did I say" I think in my mind. The guy who earlier didn't came is still hard and standing next to him. Before I realize what I am doing I already slid my hole over his cock. "cum inside me.... [[...]] 40 minutes later I walk out. The old guy at the bar says: "your poor little pussy" whilst shaking his head. When I get home I'm shaking, how many loads do I have inside me 7, or 6. Or maybe 8, I couldn't really see if that one guy came inside me. And then there was that other guy that came in my mouth. That was gross, not something to repeat well unless for the future BF. Cum need to be in my ass. Especially hiv seed. All is this is turning me crazy: WTF is wrong me with? Why am I doing this. I decide until the tests come through I won't do anything... [[...]] Couple of weeks later the tests come in it's a Friday, all negative, pfff. What are relief, but how further. That same day, I'm off to Cologne. Met his through Romeo: what was his name again, something like PozTopXXL Profile status "needs discussion" I had to take his load. He hadn't even shared a facepic and I already said yes. When I walked in it was good to see he looked alright. He was more than double my age. But fit. I instantly felt good already about taking his load. He was being friendly, but it was hard to be social I could only think about taking his poz seed inside me. "How long have you been positive already" "I am actually negative" "really?" "yeah, I got my results awhile ago and I haven't had sex" I lied (not having sex was the truth, but my results only came in today) I judged myself. WTF was I doing. He looked at me and his eyes opened up. "even better" "Are you taking medication?" I asked, a bit nervous. He laughed a bit mean. but he didn't reply. Instead he said: "Take your clothes off" somehow I didn't feel as horny anymore, but I complied. He took his top off and kept his green track pants on. I think it was Nike, but it could have been something else. He cock was huge, I started suck it. I could definitely enjoy myself with that for awhile. Too bad through, 2min max, was enough for him. He wanted to get inside: aggressively his put his wet from precum and saliva fingers in my ass. And then he stick his dick inside. That really hurted. I asked him to stop." I might bleed" he stops takes out his dick a bit and put some poppers under my nose. "shhhh" he starts to kiss my neck and tells me to relax. The poppers help: I feel more relaxed. We kiss and I actually start to relax fully. He fucks me until he cuma. When he takes out his dick I feel how open my ass is. His cum is dripping outside of me. I start to stand up, and bring my hand to my ass. Catching some cum. Damn, it tastes so good. He laughs and says: "ur a real piggy" On which take my fingers out of my mouth. I laugh a bit awkwardly and start picking up my clothes. "What are you doing?" "I'm picking up my clothes, to get ready" "Oh no... I am not done with you yet" "Or, do you want to leave" "ehh no" "good... so stay" .... "I got some friends who will be very interested in a guy like you." "you mean other tops to fuck me" "yes other tops shooting their viral loads inside you" "that's what you like right" My dick is giving the answer, I can't remember it ever being so hard. There's more to the story, but I can say the evening was rough in the best way possible. Three daddy tops fucking me, chatting with me and shooting their toxic loads inside me at the end. Who pozzed me I dunno, but that night was fucking awesome. Thanks Enrique, for waking the true cum whore inside me that I was destined to be 😛 Pics: me in 2004 vs me now

Saturday afternoon, I planned to meet up with a fuckbuddy who has a huge cock, probably 9.5 long, and thicker than a red stripe bottle. I arranged for us to meet at this incredibly sleazy, by-the-hour motel where the rooms reek of stale cigarettes and sex. While I was waiting for my fuckbuddy, I was on the apps, NKP, BBRT, and doublelist. There was a guy less than 1000 feet from me with some SN like BBC looking for fun. Of course, I hit him up, since his profile said that he likes thick guys. He comes over, and I let him in. He was a thick guy himself, but his cock was decent. Fuck, I don't care what your cock looks like, so long as you have one. He pulled out his hardening cock, and, after I took a hit from my poppers, I felt him shove his whole cock deep in my mouth. I got him a bit wet, and then he turned me around and slammed me on the bed. I stuck my ass up, and, with only spit for lube, he slid in me. He fucked me for 15 minutes, dropping 2 loads deep in my hole. He pulled out and made me clean him up. By that point, my big-cocked fb was on his way, so the first guy, who's definitely going to become a regular, left. My fb got there, and when I told him I was pre-lubed with 2 loads from another guy, he literally slid in me balls deep and began to destroy my hole. After 15 minutes of his cock in me, having fucked me rougher than I had been fucked in a decade or more, he blew a huge load in me. As is polite, I cleaned him off. The other guy returned and spent another 45 minutes dumping 4 more loads in my ass, which was farmed by my camo jock, which turned him on so much. He also brought a friend who dumped 2 nuts in my hole, and whom I properly cleaned off. All-in-all, a very successful day taking 3 big, black cocks. At least one was poz detectable. I know that much. 9 loads. Not bad for a 2 hour span l.

Fuck I would love to add a tally on that ass. Lmk if you’re ever in San Antonio, faggot.

lol no. they just flick the ashes in my mouth

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Part 6 I'm not sure how long I was asleep when I felt my ass being repeatedly slapped really hard. Coming too, I heard a voice telling me it was time to have my ass worked over some more. Gathering my senses, I recognized the voice as belonging to Bryce. Just then a pair of arms came across my chest and pulled me into a sitting position. Trey's tongue then plowed into my mouth and began darting around inside it. I responded back and our open-mouthed exploration of each other was making me hard. Also making me hard was Marco's hands pumping up and down my cock. Bryce and Eddie not wanting to feel left out each grabbed one of my hands and placed it on their cocks for me to stroke. Bryce grew impatient and flipped me over so I was on all fours. Trey's mouth and mine remained connected as we tried to jump down each other's throat with our tongues. Bryce thrust his hard dick up my ass as my yelp was muffled from Trey's efforts. Bryce was plunging all around in my ass and it quickly resumed aching from all of the fucking I had. Marco pulled Trey out of the way and started fucking my mouth with his cock. Eddie moved behind Bryce and was working over his hole in preparation to invade Bryce's ass. As Eddie entered Bryce, Bryce felt a violent throb in his sphincter and violently rammed forward into me. The unexpected jolt caused me to bite down on Marco's dick hard enough to draw blood while still remaining rock hard. Seeing that, Marco called a halt to the action. "My dick is bleeding and this pig needs to pay for it by taking my Hep-C and poz blood directly in his ass." With that, he cleared out Bryce from my backside and thrust up inside me. Upon seeing Bryce exiting my ass, I saw streaks of what was probably my blood. Marco saw it too and remarked "it looks like my dirty blood is going to mix into this pig's bloodstream. You really are a complete slut and we're going to turn you into a filthy disease-ridden whore by the time we're done with you. We are literally going to whore out your diseased ass. You will be the whore with no limits constantly finding new levels of degradation" I was rock hard as he was verbally abusing me and Trey decided to take advantage. He worked his way in front of me and backed his ass up on my prick. A bottle of poppers was passed around as we proceeded with our fuck sandwich. Marco continued pummeling me and increasing the pain in my increasingly-abused hole. He pulled out and there was a significant amount of blood on his tool. "Holy shit, the pig is really getting an injection of Marco's poison. Look at that blood!" was Bryce's excited observation. Eddie took advantage of Marco's break in the action to replace his lover fucking my ass. His pierced dick felt like it was tearing me up. As he was wrecking me, it was Bryce's turn to taunt me. "Take it. Take it all you slutty pig. I bet you didn't count on having your ass torn up and getting Hep-C and toxic poz blood injected into it. Did you? You fucking love this. You love embracing your destiny. You are going to hit lows you've never hit. We have big plans to whore you out. Marco told us all about your dressing habits and we're going to put those to use when we sell your ass. No offer will be refused for fucking you. Do you understand, your future is going to be as a cheap, diseased whore?" I could only grunt and faintly nod as I spasmed and shot a load into his lover Trey's ass. My spasms caused my ass to clench down hard on Eddie's dick and sent him over the edge. He thrust forward and blasted off a poz load in my ass. Marco pulled Eddie by shoulders to move him out of my way and re-inserted his bloody dick in me. Bryce saw Eddie's dick covered in more blood and moved my mouth towards it. "Take it bitch, clean off the blood. Since you are going to be a sewer whore cleaning up anything presented to you, you may as well start now." I swept down on Eddie's dick and licked and sucked the blood and cum mixture off of his rod. Eddie came up and kissed me deeply to share the mix with me twisting and scratching my nipples as he did. Next, Eddie went down on my cock for clean-up duty and came back up to share the bounty with me while resuming abuse of my nipples. Marco was sustaining his exploration of my ass with his disease-carrying rod. He continued to inform me of my descent into being a diseased slut. "My blood is mixing in with your bleeding ass. Trey and Bryce told us about their plans for you. You are going to be a diseased alley whore when they are through for you. I'm doing my part to punish you. If you get pozzed from this, it could be any one of us to infect you, but if you get Hep-C, it will be because of me. Is that what you want? Tell me, what do you want to become?" As he pounded my butt, his hands alternated slapping my balls and scratching my nipples. I responded to his command by telling him my aspirations for the future. "I want to be an all-out pig. I will sell my body for the profit of others. The number of STDs I catch will measure how much of a pig I am. I will submit to being a faggot whore for you all. Give me your infections and expose me to new ones. I'll become scum for you. Just give me your poison." As I was making my declaration, I was pounding back hard to meet Marco's thrusts. He could hold out no longer and pushed me down so he could empty out inside of me. After pulling out of me, he presented his blood-soaked shaft for me to admire. "Look at that mess. That's a mix of our blood. My infections are probably swimming inside your bloodstream now, you vile pig. They're the first of many you will acquire in your new existence as a whore. Now clean me up, you disgusting tramp." While performing cleanup on him, Trey decided he wanted the next shot into my ass. He lined up and rubbed the head of his prick around my opening. "Holy shit, It looks like I'm going to be using blood as a lube." He worked his way in and built up a solid pace fucking my hole. Bryce had been left out of the action and I looked over to check out his situation. I saw him holding his phone up capturing me getting fucked. He remarked, "I've caught most of your piggy show on video. Trey and Eddie have been getting pictures of you in action. Your family, neighbors and boss may interested to see what a raunchy fag you are." My own cock throbbed as he was telling me this and it did not go unnoticed as he made sure ro capture my arousal and make further degrading comments about me. Marco then stuffed his ass into my face. "Clean me up pig! I want to have Bryce fuck me. Go as deep as you can." While Trey continued to fuck me, I worked my tongue up Marco's ass as much as I could. Marco was rotating his hips around to increase the coverage of my tongue fuck in his hole. Trey decided this would be an opportune time to resume abusing my nipples. They began to feel like they were on fire as scratched and pulled on them. Marco decided he was ready to be fucked and pulled away. His ass was replaced by a poppers bottle. I took multiple hits and felt like I was flying. Suddenly the pain in my nipples became mixed with pleasure and I started moaning as Trey continued his assault on them. The others took note and mocked me for being a pain pig. As I settled back to earth, I glanced over and saw Bryce fucking Marco. I was told that even though I was pig, others should have the chance to catch loads if they wanted. Bryce let me know that I was going to be cleaning up Marco's ass when he was done with it. Trey would interrupt torturing my nipples to taunt me with what awaited me. He and Bryce planned on turning my life upside down. While I was passed out, they gained access to my phone and got my work and family contacts. Photos and videos of me getting fucked and begging to be transformed into a whore would be sent to them. They might delay sending them if I went with them to continue my degradation. Of course they would document my descent and that would be added to what was revealed to my family and co-workers. The thought of this made me rock hard again. Trey gave me another hit of poppers followed by his mouth covering mine, tongues interlocked, followed by more popper hits and more making out. He stepped up my nipple torture and a pair of clamps appeared from somewhere and wound up attached to my nipples. I attempted to leap away when feeling the pain from my chest, but Trey pulled me closer and continued our makeout session. I remained stiff and was aided by Eddie working in to give me a blow job. Trey detached his mouth from mine and administered another poppers hit. He asked me if I wanted to go with Bryce and him to reach new depths and forever change the course of my life. As he was recording me I exclaimed, "Yes, I want to be turned into a diseased whore by you. I want your diseases to run through me and I want you to find other diseases for me. My life is yours to possess. I will do whatever you command me to do. Please do not spare me from anything." This was too much for Bryce as he let a poz load loose inside of Marco. I was delighted at this and said, "Launch your poz load in that dirty ass. I want to clean out that poz load. I want to clean dirty asses. I want to be a cum bucket slut fag" Marco disengaged from Bryce and I immediately went to work on extracting everything I could from his dirty ass. Bryce was not to be neglected and I cleaned off his poz dick that was shoved in my face. In the corner of my eye, I saw Trey recording my actions. "That's it piggy. Give your friends and family more evidence of what a faggot you are. I can't wait to start selling your ass on the street" came Trey's reply to my activity. After sucking everything I could out of Marco's poz and Hep-C ass and Bryce's unmedicated poz cock, I spit out the diseased mixture into my hand and worked it into my ass. Eddie was astounded by my utter disregard for my own health and backed his ass up on my cock that he had been sucking to keep hard. Trey shouted encouragement to me. "Yeah, fuck that ass. We're going to be keeping your holes busy taking cock. I don't know how many more chances you'll have to put your own dick in someone else. I see a chastity cage in your not-too-distant future. Fuck him while you can, you filthy slut." Upon hearing more of my future subservience, I unloaded once again into Eddie's ass. Eddie was now rock hard. He turned me around and started fucking my face. "Take it, you cocksucking slut. You're going to be selling blowjobs for $20 soon enough. Time to perfect your technique, Take all of me, whore." Eddie plunged his cock down my throat and held. I was gasping for breath and pulled back gagging. Eddie slapped me back and forth across the face and berated me for not holding his dick in my mouth. He plunged in again and plugged my nose. Once more, I gagged and pulled back. Eddie was now enraged. He struck me in the face with his fists and then called on Marco to hold my head while he moved to once more get a blowjob from me. Reeling from the pain and constraint, I meekly allowed Eddie to plunge into my mouth. He didn't plug my nose this time, and I was able to adjust to him being inside of me. He worked up a rhythm fucking my mouth.Bryce was recoding me while taunting, "What a good little cocksucker. We'll be able to let men tag-team you to make even more money off of your whore body. That's it. Make him cum, you blowjob slut." Eddie was really pounding my face. My jaws were sore and my nose was throbbing from his pelvis colliding with it. It was agony and the most excited that I've ever felt. Marco had relaxed his hold on my head and was moving in to fuck my ass. Trey told him to take advantage of it while he could because they were moving up my schedule before I could think about backing out. Marco said he could not wait to see what I had become in a month's time. Trey replied that he wasn't sure I would last for a month with what they had in mind for me. Marco was establishing a hard rhythm in my ass while Eddie was slowly fucking my face. Eddie would slowly slide his cock into me and hold it inside and then slowly slide back out. Marco plunged into me with a final thrust and kept moving forward. On the opposite end of me, Eddie plowed ahead for a final time down my throat. I was in further agony in the middle of this sandwich. I was desperate to make both of these men come in either end of me. Marco was first and he left his last dirty load of the night inside of me. Eddie was next and he once again plugged my nose as he climaxed. "Swallow it all, you whore. Don't waste any of my cum" I tasted his cum in my throat and it was the best tasting thing I'd ever consumed. After a cleanup of Marco, I collapsed in exhaustion. I don't know how much time had passed, but I felt hands on my body dragging me across the floor. I heard a door open and a rush of fresh air as I was hauled outside. I was dropped on the ground and then felt streams of liquid pouring on me. Coming to, I discovered my four poz lovers were pissing on me. "You're mostly going to be drinking piss from now on, so you better get used to swallowing it" was Trey informing me of what was in store for me. Piss streams were hitting my face. "Open your mouth and drink up, slut. I don't know when you will have a chance to drink again. Probably not until someone needs to piss" I was really thirsty at this point and opened my mouth to drink. As I was drinking, a couple of streams moved away from my mouth to drench my body. When it was apparent I could no longer drink any more, the remaining streams were aimed at my hair. I was ordered to turn over, and the pissing resumed on my backside. After being thoroughly drenched in piss, I was tossed a pink and baby-blue striped lacy thong panty. It was one of my favorites. Trey ordered, "Put this on whore. Time to start the next chapter in your life. We're going to see what depths you can reach." Still drenched in piss, I put on the thong, I was tossed my car keys and told to drive Bryce back to my house. He would come by later to pick Bryce and me up to begin my life as a whore. Trey informed me this was the last time I would be driving or seeing my house for some time. It was dark outside, so I think I went unnoticed walking in just a lacy pair of underwear to my vehicle. Bryce got in the passenger seat as I started the vehicle. "We've got a bunch of plans for you. I hope you will like being an addicted and diseased whore You can play with your cock on the drive home. From now on, you may only do that with permission." I pulled my dick out of the side of the panty and started stroking it as I drove off.

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...

Chapter 11; With both Mother and Peter out of the way on the same evening, and my sizzling sexy Spanish memory of time gone by stored somewhere in my brain, Father came into my bedroom where I was sat upright on my bed, studying. I was wearing a baggy tee and a baggy pair of shorts above knee height with a Jockstrap that I wore this afternoon during my rugby game. And Father, he was bizarrely wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. He moved some papers that were to the left of me and replaced them with himself, sitting right next to me; - Hey son, how is the studying going? - It's hard work Father. This particular module is very difficult so I am doing extra study time. And without a single second missed he put his hand through my loose shorts and placed it onto my bare 'left' inner very hairy thigh, and began to slowly move his hand with small yet firm strokes. - And son, when we are alone you don't need to call me Father. That is something that your Mother has insisted on all these years. So, when we are alone, just call me Daddy. I trembled at the thought of the name change from Father to Daddy. Father was all so very formal, stiff upper lip, and so very polite, whereas Daddy was much more casual and care free. And I cannot deny, as I trembled at the sudden informality my hairy cunt hole twitched. I continued to try to study as Daddy continued to firmly stroke my inner thigh but he kept on talking to me too. I began to get flustered; - Put your pen down son. - Yes Daddy. As soon as I lay my pen down he reached over with his left hand and grabbed my right wrist bringing it towards his towel, and placed it on top of his towel clad growing Daddy Dick. And with that he guided his left hand on top of my right hand showing me how to rub to his satisfaction which he displayed as shallow short grunts. He'd been guiding me for a few minutes when he took his hand away to let me do it all myself. I started to rub to my own unguided rhythm which soon turned into actually grabbing a hold of his Dick through his towel which saw my Father close his eyes, throw his head back onto my headboard and give a loud grunt. I couldn't believe what was happening, but I was more than happy that it was. For me this was the holy grail, well, almost. The actual holy grail would be my Father fucking me and dumping his load deep inside of my cunt, but, I never thought that would ever happen in a million years. Well, now it looked like that could actually possibly happen, if my Father wanted to that is. Fuck, I would LOVE it! I continued to rub and rub, and grab, and pull, to the point my Father was getting rather worked up, and still stroking my inner thigh. He brought his head back from laying on my headboard and opened his eyes; - Open up my towel son. Lay your eyes on what help to make you. - Yes Daddy. I opened the tucked in piece of towel on his waist and opened it up, and there it was, his meaty Daddy Dick, fully erect, and clearly heavily leaking pre cum. He took hold of the base of his Dick with his left hand so it pointed towards my bedroom ceiling, and there was so much pre cum it dribbled in bucket loads down his visibly throbbing shaft. - Look what you have done. Look at the mess you have created. - Sorry Daddy. - That's alright son [ he said with his cheeky alpha smirk ] He finally took his right hand away from stroking my inner thigh and lifted it to behind my head, took hold of my head and pulled me down towards his pre cum covered Daddy Dick; - Daddy isn't angry with you for making such a big mess, but you are going to clean the mess you made up. Now lick my shaft from tip to base, and all around until there is no pre cum left. - Yes Daddy He pulled me to his Dick and slapped it repeatedly on my cheek and lips showing me who was boss, splattering my face with his pre cum in the process. I instinctively took a hold of the base of his Daddy Dick so I could lick him clean and got to work, starting by slowly swirling my tongue around the tip of his Dick. That would make sense I thought as that is where the bulk of the wet slimy delicious mess seemed to be 😛 Once again my Father closed his eyes, threw his head back onto my headboard and give an even louder grunt than the first time. Yet this time his grunts continued on constantly as I cleaned him up. My tongue swirling around the tip of his Dick, and even into his piss slit. Again it is something I just done instinctively. With my tongue having thoroughly swirled and flicked the tip I took to slowly licking from the tip down the shaft and right to the base. I repeated this all around his shaft to make sure I really did do a thorough job. However, by the time I had finished cleaning up more pre cum from my Father's aroused Dick continued to leak out, so there was more to eat up. 👅 Should my Father give me a big thick load of his Daddy cum down my throat?

PART 19 Ron teased my hole with his cock head, rubbing it against my hole but not quite putting in. I can remember clearly thinking of the precum he was smearing all over my hole. I wanted his precum all over my hole, marking me. I wanted to get fucked but i needed that cum. Finally, when i thought i couldn’t take any more teasing, i felt the pressure of his blunt fat cock head pushing into my tight boy hole. The familiar sting as a man’s penis entered me again made me grit my teeth a little as i concentrated on trying to relax my hole. “Your hole is extra tight today Chris. Hit those poppers and don’t stop. You still have about six inches of cock to take.” Hearing that, i obeyed immediately alternating nostrils and holding the hits in. Before i knew it or realized it, i heard Ron telling me “Good boy, you took all of my cock inside you. Balls fucking deep. Do you feel how deep i am in you? After i fuck your little boy cunt, i am going to push this deep inside you and make yoU pregnant. Do you want that? Do you want my poz babies inside you? Is that why you can here, to get filled with a strangers semen?” As he said this he started pulling out and pushing back into me. Long strokes, almost all the way out of my hole before plunging in again. His raw cock was starting to piston in and out of hole, harder and harder, til i was taking all of him over and over punching into my guts, knocking my breath out. And i just completely gave in. I focused on my hole and how good it felt. I looked up and saw this much older man grunting as he tried to destroy my hole. But he couldn’t, i just kept taking it, eyes closed mouth hanging open trying to keep my breath as i took all Man cock over and over. I felt his sweat drip on me as my head snapped back a she punched deeper and deeper. “Here it comes Chris. You want it? Do you want me sperm Deep inside you?” I could barely get any words out but managed “please. Please . I need it” Our eyes locked. “ Gonna give it to you. Fucking poz load. Fuck yeah, her it comes. Oh fuck, fuck yeah. Take. That. Fucking. Cum.” I pulled him into me and held his hips and felt him buck and spasm and knew inside me that his cock was throbbing and spitting out his semen. His hiv positive semen. Coating my guts. Filling me. Soaking into my Body. He didn’t pull out right away and i was grateful. I wanted him in me as his load soaked into me. I wasn’t letting any out. It was going to become part of me. I looked down and saw that my tummy was coated with my own load. The pounding he gave me had me shoot without touching my cock. Finally, he eased off of me and i felt his half hard cock slip out of me. Looking at his cock, i saw a streak of reddish pink and knew he had torn me up a little. It didn’t hurt but my Hole had never been fucked so hard before. I wasn’t scared, mostly i was just feeling euphoric and also proud that i had been able to take it so well. I actually had liked it. That line of being barely able to take it, the mix of pain and pleasure was powerful. And i had made Ron happy and made him cum hard. I grabbed my clothes and slipped into them as Ron laid on ,the bed. “Can i come over again soon?” I asked quietly, a little embarrassed. “Chris you can call anytime literally. I can’t wait to fuck that ass again. And maybe share it with a few friends. If you wanted to...” As i drove home with my asshole buzzing and throbbing, all i could think of was the last thing Ron had said. Friends. Plural. And they were probably all poz like Ron and Tim. And i drove on with a fresh hard on and a huge load of sperm deep inside my guts.

Next up if this boy that posted on Grinder begging for a long deep fuck with no pulling out.

Ok I've told Drew my conditions and he's up for it and will arrange it. Gunna happen in my bed. He's already got 2 of his buddies to breed me and he's gunna advertise my ass on Grindr and BBRT. Man I ain't taken so many cocks up my ass in years! Kinda looking forward to it. I've told him I don't wanna know in advance who is fucking me.

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.

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So this is just the foreplay. Would love some feedback as there are so many directions to go after this. Thanks for reading. -sewerffag@gmail.com I’ll just get right down to it, cuz that’s what we’re here for right? So my meth dealer is fucking sexy/sleazy/I’d fuck him when I’m sober/I drool over him when high and is the kinda confident macho bro that knows it. I’d guess he’s right around 40 but his demeanor and look is younger, as if he’s not maturing past his early 30s. He works out plenty, and while he's definitely always high, he handles his drug well, so well that he’s made it apart if his swagger, upping his sex appeal (course this aspect probably only appeals to meth users). Now, he’'s definitely straight because he always has hungry, territorial bitches hangin on him when I come to pick up, but like most straight guys who know they're hot, hung, and have an inflated ego (false or otherwise) he teases the fags shamelessly. Whores for attention, and I’m a sucker for an attention whore. One Friday afternoon when I am over to pick up, I know he’s horny and in a mood because he is shirtless and wearing these navy blue Gym shorts (why is it always gym shorts?) that he sags, showing off some nice furry crack and about an inch of what looks like dingy CK boxer briefs. I’ve seen these shorts numerous times but it dawns on me just now that if he didn’t sag them so much they’d only fall to about mid thigh, peculiarly short for such a bro. In any case his huge cock flops visibly around in them when he saunters towards me, his muscled ass stretching the worn navy nylon in the back, and a few holes show flesh or underwear beneath. Without fail he always manages to bend over or squat at least once each visit in locations that are blatant appeals to my obvious faggot desires. Sure, he knows that I know that he knows I’d get on my knees and beg for it if he allowed me the opportunity, but what he doesn’t know are the all the diverse and extreme ways I would beg to service him. It is this knowledge, this indecorous depravity, that allows me to barely maintain my confidence around him. I was sure that if given the chance and motivation I could blow his mind by getting him to blow his load in 3 minutes or less, and change his life forever. The fucker sure gives me a run for my money though...those first few clouds he offers me, knowing I haven't smoked in a while so he can watch me go from composed business-casual gay to sweaty, needy, chemwhore in 60 seconds flat. I just can't help it. That bitch Tina immediately hijacks my brain, silencing any self control, dignity or hesitations and ignites a pathetic hunger, an inexhaustible need… My eyes (and my kunt) dilate, my cock twitches, and I salivate from both holes and my cock all at once. Unconsciously I rub my inner thigh and readjust my cum swollen balls and swelling cock. I know that I'm staring at him, at his muscles as he flexes his arms ripping the bong, the size of his hands, and then my eyes following the massive cloud he blows purposely down onto his crotch. The perfectly timed twitch of his cock through the swirling smoke, a trap I realize immediately when he snickers and my eyes snap to his leering back at me. Without breaking eye contact he leans forward, let’s spreading wider (those fucking gym shorts!) and passes me the bong. “Here ya go man, best shit I’ve had in a while. Been making me wicked horny all day. Take a couple good rips off that while I weigh you out.” I don’t even hesitate or don’t break eye contact till he smiles and looks away to go about our transaction. Torch clicks, crystal melts, chamber fills and I suck that bong like the glass cock it is. He watches me exhale a thick cloud even bigger than his and whistles. I’m already power lunging my 3rd rip when he leans back into his chair, folding his beefy arms behind his buzzed sandy blonde head and exposing those ripe pits. He slouches more, legs spreading further and crotch pushing forward even more and resumes his leering as I exhale... even more slowly this time, letting the smoke ooze from my mouth while meeting his domineering gaze. At this point I don't really care that he's smirking down at me, in fact it does exactly what it’s meant to: makes me want him, to submit to him more, helplessly falling deeper into his well practiced thrall. Now, as an unwavering, no reciprocation necessary, worshiper-of-cock kind of cocksucker, I have no problem dropping to my knees and servicing any man who knows how to put my grateful holes to good use but in my experience (or my assumptions) not many straight men really know about us faggots and/or just aren't interested. This guy though? I’d bet my left nut he knows exactly what to do with me. I pass the bong back to him and it’s then I realize there’s no one else in the house for once...just him and those fucking gym shorts with that big old dick print and some ripe fucking pits. Usually, I come in, give him cash, smoke a few hits and then leave, but this time he has invited me in, sat me on his couch across from him and is casually getting me twisted bong high. “So Cassandra thinks you’re a faggot” he states. “She says you’re kind occasionally come into her club cuz they’re still closeted and trying to play it straight in front of their bro friends. ‘They’re always so awkward and never want a lap dance but they always tip real well,’ she says. You ever had that experience?” He more insinuates than asks. “No actually, I embraced my faggotry at a young age so I never had to ‘fake it.’ More often I am the person those bros call when they leave the club. All horned up, buzzed, and looking to use some hungry hole or be serviced with out the emotional shit their women make them go through,” Hell if he thought he would catch me off guard and shame me into…whatever he had in mind, he thought wrong. This response shocked him for a moment as he coughed and sputtered out his cloud, looked at me dead on checking to make sure I wasn’t bullshitting him, and then smiled. “So after Cassandra told me this, I did a little research. Fuckin Tumblr opened my eyes real wide. I’ll admit I had no idea you guys really existed…and what really got me going is that you exist to worship, service, whatever the fuck I want. The moment you walked in today I knew Cassie was right and that you will gratefully do whatever I tell you.” The fact that this last part was a statement and not a question made me whimper under my breath. He passed me back the bong and said, “Finish that faggot. I can tell you’re about to loose your shit just being in my presence and for what I have in mind, I want you all ready to go. Then you can show me if you faggots are worth a real man’s time. “

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As a bottom / cumdump I often get the question. Are you smooth or just hairy? Recently I started having a mix of both hairy butt with a smooth hole But how do you prefer a bottoms pussy? Or if you are a bottom, what works best for you?

Hey guys, absolutely loving the forum and community. And I am very excited to meet and connect with you all ( bottom and vers brothers and the raw TOPS 😛. Yesterday through I got this message after posting enthusiastically around the platform. "You have reached the maximum number of posts you can make per day." I suppose that is coz I only started to get active here recently How do I bring the amount of forum action up or is there a way that I can improve my status?

I'm with @bluecollarotter here. It's a question of audience. It's really only appropriate to be "out" about barebacking, or being a proponent of it, with those people with whom you would ordinarily share the details of your sex life. For most of us, that doesn't include mom. I mean, honestly - do you want to know the details of her sex life? Probably not.

Let yourself go sweetie and be true to yourself and let that inner slut out!

Work has been nuts and covid and shitty weather have been keeping the parks dead, but my dick was going to explode if I didn't fuck. I went on Sniffies and said I wanted an anon hole to breed. Got a response from a guy who said he had a glory hole. Went over and it was more a dark room situation, but hey, still worked. He bent over, I got really verbal, and bred his slut pussy. It was his fourth load of the day. Quick pump and dump, but I fucking needed it.

On this opposite side of the equation, I would have to agree. An abundance of aggression and other secondary sex characteristics, like muscularity and body hair, can be decisive. A short man can certainly get inside me by displaying and using male power. The difference is that a tall man can intimidate and force me effortlessly if it's in his nature, while a short one has to work harder to achieve the same effect. I greatly admire the smaller men who spare no effort to seize the advantage and prove their manhood against me. Their determination is inspiring. Nevertheless, I retain a general preference for the human pattern of sexual dimorphism. Males should ideally be larger.

The first time I fisted a guy was in 2011. I was visiting my fuckbuddy Jim, and he had been watching a lot of German porn lately. After our usual dance of me gagging on his thick dick, we had a smoke break, and watched one of his latest purchases. A guy on the screen got fisted deeply. Jim turned to me with his drunk eyes and said "Do you think you could do that to ME?" I was willing to give it a go, so we went to his sling. I covered my hand and forearm in Crisco, and knowing he could take some toys deeply, I went for it. I had no idea what I was doing, and while I didn't rush in, I didn't exactly take my time with it either. I was nearly elbow-deep in Jim after only a few minutes of play. His safe word was "banana", and I kept telling him to let me know when it's too much or if he's had enough. I had no complaints. He just reclined in the sling, and let me do my work. After some time, my hand began to ache and go numb. I finally spoke up and asked him for a break from it. I got a small sound that sounded close to "no", so I kept at it a little while longer. The second time, I didn't give him a choice in whether I was done. I told him I'm pulling out and that it may sting a bit. Silence. I withdrew my hand, and found it covered in blood. I was alarmed, so I stood to show it to Jim. But he was passed out. Done for the night. I went upstairs and showed his partner the blood. I was certainly tempted to lick it, but I had to remember where it just came from, so I went to the sink and thoroughly washed myself. A couple days later, I called Jim and asked if he felt okay after the fisting. Everything came out normal. I then told him about the blood. All he had to say was "It happens." And he admitted he forgot the safe word before he went out of consciousness, but admitted that it felt amazing and he loved it. We did that almost every time after that until we were no longer able to see each other. There's a small addendum to this that the pigs of the forum may appreciate. This past Thanksgiving, Jim's partner (now widow) told me that Jim had been poz for years and didn't treat it or tell anyone. What do you think would have happened to me if I had given into the temptation to lick the blood from my forearm? That's another topic in another forum, but let's just say it was a missed opportunity that I would not have been ready to embrace. Nowadays... who knows. 😈

how I started cheating on my girlfriends, but then got married and went cold turkey. yeah that lasted 3 months. To top it off I went bottom after getting married. Older dom top with an 8inch prick had me begging to get bred.

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Chapter 74; *Converting cunT blood* Ramon was now feeling so weak he could not get out of the bath, so I lifted him up and carried him into my bedroom and placed him onto the bed, instructing him to sit upright on the corner. I looked at him with an expression of deviance! 😈 - Are you ready to play, PiG? - Yes, Sir. - And are you ready to parTy? 💉 - YES, SIR! - Good boy, now hold out your arm for me. I attached a tourniquet to his upper arm and got him to make a fisT. Up came his veins, and in went two needles. - I'm about to hit you up with two generous doses of meTh. Get ready for the ride of your life, PiG. In went the first dose. In went the second dose. He fell back onto my bed with his torso momentarily bouncing with the sudden drop onto my mattress. He began to moan, and writhe about pulling at his sexy as fuck Latino PiG-tits. I propped his head up with a few pillows, attached my chain nipple clamps to those P☣️Z chasing PiG-tits, got my collection of five different sized dildos, and for the next two hours worked my way up from the smallest to the largest dildo until he had a nice small opened gaping hole. - Let's see if you can take Sir's FFist. 👊 Out came the crisco, and I FFisted my sero converting PiG for the next hour. Only with one hand, and only upto just past my wrist, but practice makes perfect! 🐷🌹 With three hours of non stop ass play he was now well PrEP'd for what would follow on after our dancing gig. And after three hours of playing with his sexy cunT I was so ready to bust my balls of nasTy filth, and I had all sorts to share; HIV, Hep C, Hep B, and Gono. I climbed onto the bed and inbetween his legs, threw his legs over my shoulders and poinTed my pus oozing fucked up dick of death at his gaping cunT hole and slowly pushed in the first inch. He gasped; - Oh YES Sir, fuck me and breed my faGGot PiG-cunT with your HIV, Hep C, Hep B tainted cum. I am ready. I slammed in balls deep which caused him to shriek ... - OUCH, I just felt your spiked PA scratch me, Sir. - Ssssshh - Just think, the more I tear up your cunT and make you bleed, and smear my Gono pus inside your SEXY cunT, the much better chance you have of picking up much more than you bargained for at tonight's sero conversion gang bang. I started to slowly rut, drawing my death weapon all the way out, then slamming in hard all the way back in balls deep, continuing on with this repetitive rhythm for several minutes. I might have been working on opening his cunT for 3 hours, and he might be flying high on meTh, but my spiked PA was still making him wince as it tore him up inside, yet also amidst his wincing was an intense pleasure that the man that had gifTed him was not only fucking him how he wanted, but was also getting that sero converting cunT completely ready to catch as many nasTy bugs as possible. He was in seventh heaven! I slammed in again, yet this time leaned in to his face and held my pozition. We stared at one another intently, reading each other, connecting on every possible realm that we could, and speaking to one another without the tool of voice. I once again kissed him slow and deep with a real passion, and it was at this poinT that I took to fucking him with a firm steady medium paced rhythm with powerful thrusts as our lips remain locked on one another. We remained locked in this position and rhythm for the next half hour, with our sweaty bodies in a tight embrace! I felt his cunT during the last several minutes just completely relax around my deadly fuck piston which enhanced my physical pleasure feeling him become LOOSE. And then, yep a banging on my door which I recognised. I stopped kissing Ramon and came into the upright pozition, but I continued fucking in the same rhythm; - That sounds like your man. Shall we see what he wants, eh? - PLEASE don't stop fucking me Sir, it feels so fucking GREAT. I can still feel you scratching me up inside, yet now it feels albeit painful absolutely wonderful. - I have a nasTy idea. I withdrew my deadly fuck piston and knelt upright between my Latino PiG's legs. - Fuck, look how bloodied my dick is, look boy, it is totally drenched. He sat up and looked at my heavily bloodied shaft. - Fuck, that looks so SEXY Sir. Keep fucking me until you cum, PLEASE. Dump your dirTy P☣️Z load deep inside of my poz chasing guts. - You want to catch all of my nasTy bugs do you, huh? - YES please, Sir. I don't care. I am yours anyway as you are the one that has knocked me up. You are my true alpha. - What would you be willing to do for me to dump my dangerously charged T☢️XIC load up your piGGy guts? - Absolutely anything, SIR. - Would you even beg me to breed you, and tell me why you want me to breed you, and generally talk very nasTy to me as I am fucking you and forcing your Edward to watch as I force you to stare into his eyes without averting your focus for even a single second? - Anything you want, SIR. I got him to return to laying on his back where I spread his legs wide open and finger fucked him with my three middle fingers, and to no surprise what they were covered with when I took them out. - Sit up PiG, and sniff my fingers, go on, sniff them, and tell me what you see. He again sat upright and gave my fingers a good sniff as he moaned in pleasure. - I see my cunT blood, Sir. - And what would you say there is a lot of in your cunT blood, PiG? - Your dirTy nasTy virus, Sir. - I'd say that sounds rather accurate to me. Now what I would like to see happen is for you to have a great deal more fucked up nasTy virus pumped into your guts tonight. And there are 150 willing and unmedicated horny T☢️XIC Bastards eager to do just that. To use you as the cheap and fucked up nasTy faGGot bug bucket that you are. Now wait right there.

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Part 30 - The Mists of March Two years after brought everyone to back together for the wedding of Dexter of Alberto in Atlanta where Dexter had now set up home with Alberto. Dexter had sent two flight tickets to his parents inviting them, he was unsure initially if they would come but here they were sitting in the front row more out of curiosity than anything. The unconventional ceremony where Dexter and Alberto would walk together behind the two ring bearers, Nathan who was 9 years old and the 7 year old Mateo. Carrington acting as Alberto's best man and Conrad as Dexter's. Reaching the top Mateo turned and waved to his father and took his other father's, Carrington's hand. Charlie smiled and waved back whilst Nathan walked round and held hands with Charlie his other father, he turned and waved to his uncles Conrad and Harry whom he adored so much. Adopted by Carrington and Charlie six months ago and the process helped along by Charlie's involvement at the Children's hospital. Joyce had approached Charlie one evening asking if they were considering adoption and the following day he and Carrington went with Joyce to the foster home and took the boys a couple of weekends then every weekend and finally six months ago they formally adopted them. It wasn't all plain sailing, Nathan would sit there quietly half expecting any day to be moved on to another home. When the boys were taken to England Nathan spent much time with Conrad helping him in the gardens of the manor whilst Mateo learnt to swim with Charlie in the pool. Nathan had been in foster care all his life moving from one family to another or spending time at the home and he ad given up on a family adopting him. The transition to a family life really only hit home after spending time with his uncle that Conrad insisted he should call him did Nathan realise that this time it looked like the real deal. He had always remained a little distant with Charlie and Carrington shying away from affection. When Carrington returned from work he would send Mateo in to the gardens to find his brother. Mateo had immediately bonded with his new parents and even though Nathan found him a little overbearing at times they soon became close and he loved having a little brother. On the the return flight from their first visit to England Carrington and Charlie were still anxious about Nathan settling in. He sat next to Carrington on the flight and glanced over at Charlie and Mateo who were playing games on the in flight entertainment system. Slowly unbuckling his seat belt he climbed over the seat sitting on Carrington's lap cuddling him, Carrington smiled and kissed him on the head then put on some cartoons that they watched together until Nathan fell asleep snuggled up against Carrington. Charlie looked over and Carrington and smiled then down at Mateo who was stretched out on his seat fast asleep. The two boys loved their Friday night sleep overs with their grandfathers and would play for hours around the grounds of Barclay House with them. Charlie and Carrington would turn up on Saturday morning joining them for breakfast then spending the day all together. Keeping them grounded was a challenge since Mason and Rico loved to spoil them as did Charlie's parents whenever they took them over to Australia. Life as everyone knew it settled down in to routines and time floated by, Adam and Jamal were married but there was still a little bit of bed hopping going on with the exception of Carrington who still only had eyes for Charlie. Alberto fell in love with England on his first visit with Dexter especially Hibiscus drive and they would often form a foursome with Harry and Conrad. It was early March two years after Dexter and Alberto got married that events took a turn. Simon and Sean had brought a little place in San Francisco having fallen in love with the city and spent much of their time between there and Sardinia. Caught up in an incident Simon took a bullet in the crossfire and fell instantly to the ground, Sean was by his side when he passed away late Thursday evening. Conrad stepped out on the terrace looking at the mist that lied low over the manor grounds, the sun just visible through the mist he kissed Harry good bye on his way to the office. Conrad shivered dressed only in a t-shirt and boxers. Felix walked outside with Beth who was in tears, he studied the look on Felix's face and suddenly going all cold he knew something bad had happened. Before Felix could muster up to tell him Moham's helicopter suddenly appeared making a dangerous landing through the mist. Conrad looked back at Felix 'Simon?' he asked and Felix nodded wiping his eyes. Moham came running up on to the terrace, Conrad dropped his cup going numb from fingers to toes, Moham rushed over putting his arms around Conrad holding him tightly. Mason answered the phone sleepily and listened sitting up in bed, Charlie in the background was obviously distressed concerned about Conrad. Rico realised something was wrong and quickly up to speed he called for the private jet and to prepare for a flight to the England. He was called back within half an hour advising they had a slot secured at Farnborough airport. Within two hours Carrington, Charlie, Dexter and Alberto were in the air having dropped the boys off at their grandfathers. Back at Hibiscus Adam and Harry had arrived back and found Conrad being comforted by Jamal, Moham was busy on the phone and walked in telling them the body was being flown home as they spoke and Sean is accompanying him. The call that Moham dreaded he would have to make to the solicitors was made and he took over power of attorney until the will was read. He now faced the task of calling Simon's mother Sally to pass on the news. Simon had pre-warned Moham that his family would show up. The next couple of days were hard for everyone but Conrad was fairing okay having gone through this Jack he was made of sterner stuff despite only being 25 now. Conrad and Charlie spent many hours walking and talking in the gardens, his words almost signifying this was the end of his life at the manor and doing the work he loved most. It was strange since the manor had become a focal point where everyone met up or stayed when they got together. They walked back up to house hearing several cars pulling up in to the driveway. Inside the front doors opened and Sally walked in with her interior designer, dressed in a black dress with a small hat and pathetic attempt at a veil. "Start drawing up plans to make this more like a an opulent house" Sally said. "What are you doing in my sons house?" Sally demanded to know looking at Conrad and Charlie. Conrad stared at her "I live here I am, was his gardener" he replied. "Yes was, get out of my house now" Sally said walking past him, "And take any others that are here". Charlie took his arm and led him upstairs quickly packing his and Harry's clothes they left the manor heading back to number 8. Despite all the arguing that went on between Sally and Simon's solicitors over where he was to be buried she had no say in the matter and he was to be laid to rest next to Jack in the church yard down the road. Moham gave instructed Sally that she was not to touch anything in the manor until after the reading, he was also keeping them all updated and things moved pretty quickly. She acted with a little more dignity at the funeral with her two daughters and son all in their 50's by her side. Only Simon's brother appeared to be upset, the others showed no emotion and immediately turned to leave after the coffin was lowered waiting by the car impatiently to talk to Moham who stood with the guys. Conrad laid fresh flowers on Jack's grave and kissed the headstone then dropped several Hibiscus flowers in to Simon's grave, just as he done with Jack, one for every year they had known each other. Sally wanted the will reading done but Moham was not playing ball with her and she got more and more irritated the longer he took. She sat through the wake which lasted several hours before the solicitors gathered everyone ushering them to the dining room. Sally stopped Conrad at the door reminding him he was the gardener so not welcome at the will reading. Moham coaxed her aside allowing Conrad in, he didn't take a dislike to people that often but Conrad could see why Simon had no time for his mother and how she walked around so smug, his sisters pushing past everyone else taking seats around the table. Conrad sat on a chair at the back of the room with Harry and everyone else. Moham handed over to the solicitor who started the proceeding "I am instructed by Simon Burge on the event of his death to hand power of attorney to Raheem Mohammed Jazeer until the will reading and his assets have been distributed. It is the with diligence and medical evidence as witnessed by Raheem Mohammed Jazeer and my solicitors that my bequests are made in a sound state of mind. Contesting any element of my will will result in said benefactor stripped of any entitlement of any part of my estate or claim upon my estate with immediate effect, the stripped asset will return to my main beneficiary. As part of this and prior to any distribution of assets my solicitors will now hand out a declaration prohibiting them from raising any legal challenges, until these are signed the reading will not commence". The solicitor stopped whilst his assistant handed out the declarations to Simon's immediate family, Conrad, Carrington, Sean, Charlie, Adam, Dexter, Jamal, Felix and Beth. He looked at Simon's mother reminding her that the reading was dependent on them agreeing to the declaration. With reluctance she signed pushing the document over. The assistant collected and verified all the documents then nodded to the solicitor. "No doubt my family were last to sign but what I have done is protect those I love dearly and those who have become friends and part of my life. To my brother Eric I leave £10 million, my sisters Louise and Amy I leave £1 million each. To my mother I leave you with the same amount of love you gave me over the years which is hard to put in terms of value so I bequeath you £1 million that I have donated on your behalf to a HIV charity as I know that will upset the hell out of you". The solicitor stopped reading at the gasps in the room as she stood up shouting that this was an outrage, Eric told his mother to shut up and sit down. The solicitor picked up the next page. "To Felix and Beth who served me faithfully over the years I leave £10 million and hope they will stay on and care for the new owners and look after them much as the did for myself. To my gardener Jamal £5 million, to Dexter the only person I know who had ever made to my two favourite people quiver I leave £5 million. To Charlie who I admired for his brave decisions the sum of £50 million plus an additional £1 million to Nathan and Mateo to be held in a trust until they are 21. To Carrington I leave my equity in IntecSolutions making you co-owner with Moham along with all my numerous other share holdings. To Adam my trusted friend the sum of £50 million. To Sean who I had grown to love so much I leave you our house in San Francisco and £50 million. To Harry I leave £50 million. Hibiscus Manor I leave to Conrad and Harry, two people who gave me so much happiness and friendship over the years. A housekeeping fund of £50 million to be available for the management and maintenance of the manor. The villa in Sardinia I leave a housekeeping fund of £50 million and ownership split between Conrad, Adam, Charlie and Dexter. I expect that each year on the anniversary of my death you will all meet here at the manor to celebrate my life and retain the friendships you have all built together. Finally to Conrad who annoyed the hell out of me but I loved him like my own son I leave the remainder of my assets including my personal wealth and belongings as my main beneficiary". There was silence in the room as the solicitor finished reading and Conrad sat there stunned for a moment trying to take in what it meant, he noticed Simon's family were all looking at him, only his mother and sisters looked angry. "The fucking gardener" Sally stood up angrily, "He left everything to the fucking gardener!". Eric stood grabbing his mother's arm "Enough it is done" he said. "Oh this is not over" Sally said shaking her arm free, "We will contest it, I want what is ours". She looked at her children. "No mother we won't" Eric replied and his sisters agreed. Banging her fist down on the table she screamed "Dirty bunch of fucking cock suckers". Eric stood up "That is why he left you nothing" he said angrily. Picking her bag up and storming out of the room shouting profanities at Conrad and slamming the door behind her that was one person Conrad was glad to see the back of. "I'm so sorry" Eric said walking over and shaking Conrad's hand, "She has a bit of a temper". Conrad stood up embarrassed by it all "I didn't ask for any of this" he said. Eric smiled "I know, Simon already warned me who he was leaving everything to". "Oh" Conrad replied, "He never really talked about his family". Eric nodded "Simon loved you so much Conrad, I'm glad I finally got meet you in person" he said. "Sorry" Conrad said fighting his emotions and leaving the room. He walked out on to the terrace taking a deep breath to steady himself, he had naturally assumed that the bulk of Simon's wealth was held in shares so didn't dwell on things to much. He looked up at the manor feeling a massive wave of sadness running through his body and unable to believe that Harry and he now owned it. His thoughts interrupted seeing Moham walking out the terrace in his direction. "The money has been transferred to your bank account in Monte Carlo" Moham informed him. "Money?" Conrad asked slightly confused at Moham. Moham patted Conrad on the shoulder "His personal wealth was over £2 billion Conrad". Conrad just stood staring at Moham who smiled "Conrad you are disgustingly rich" he laughed. Conrad gulped hearing those words "Why Moham, why did he leave it all to me?" he asked. Moham smiled "You meant more to Simon than anyone after Jack died" he replied. "I see" Conrad said looking up at the manor again. "What will you do?" Moham asked, "Are you going to live here?". "Yes" Conrad replied immediately looking at him, "It is the only place I could ever consider home". "Good, Felix and Beth were a little worried" Moham advised him. "But they are wealthy now as well" Conrad said, "They could do anything they want". Moham put his arm around Conrad "True, but like you their life is Hibiscus Drive". "Oh shit" Conrad said sighing, "What the hell do I do with all that money then". "Come on lets go inside, firstly make sure your family is taken care of" Moham said. Felix and Beth were overjoyed when Conrad expected them to stay, plus he figured he might need a bodyguard like Simon had in Felix and he also gave them instructions to recruit one person each to help take some their workload and enjoy and little more downtime. The following day Conrad went up to the church still trying to make sense of the previous day. He saw the lonely figure of Sean sat there on the damp grass his devastation clear to see. "Sean!" Conrad said sitting down to him. He put his arm around Conrad "Why Conrad, everything was going so well" he said. Conrad kissed him on the lips and hugged him "I know" he said. "Harry and I want you to come and live at the manor with us" Conrad said holding his hand. Sean looked at him "Are you sure, I mean it is your home" he replied wiping his eyes. "Yes" Conrad said, "I mean we spent so much time together when you was here with Simon". "Thanks Conrad" Sean said standing. Harry walked up behind them "Come home you two" he said. Life just seemed to tick on, despite everyone wealthy in their own right it was like nothing had changed. Conrad was down in the grounds creating some new flower beds with Jamal, Charlie and Carrington had flown over with the children and Carrington had taken them to Thorpe Park for the day giving Charlie some much needed time with Conrad. Charlie was sat on the grass watching his twin and Jamal reminding him to leave a patch for his nephew Nathan when Moham's helicopter suddenly appeared and touched down. Conrad walked over to greet to Moham and he could still see two people sat in the helicopter. "Conrad, Sorry to drop in like this" Moham said kissing him on the cheek. "That's okay" Conrad said, "You are always welcome". "Someone in the helicopter needs to speak to you" Moham said carefully gauging him. "Oh, who?" Conrad asked. Moham waved and the figure of Joshua appeared followed by the man he saw in Ireland, Tanner. Moham touched Conrad's shoulder in a don't worry gesture. Charlie and Jamal stood up immediately walking over and Sean who had been cleaning the pool appeared, seeing the worried looks on Charlie and Jamal's face he strode across the lawn with a purpose. Conrad stared at him, his hair longer and his body seemed even more fitter than he remembered. Moham held his hand out to stop the others watching Conrad take a few steps forward. "Conrad" Joshua said stopping a few meters away. Conrad eyes him cautiously "Who are we today Joshua or Gary?" he asked. Joshua lowered his head slightly "Joshua I have formally adopted the name" he said. The kids came screaming across the lawn arriving back from their day out and seeing the helicopter, Carrington calling after them to stop. Charlie turned and walked over to his sons holding them back for a moment telling them to wait. Joshua looked on a little perplexed to children being here. "Can we talk?" Joshua asked, "I owe you a massive apology" he said. Conrad looked around then back at him "You lost your accent" he said inviting Joshua to walk. Conrad lead the way up to the manor and Joshua nodded to Charlie passing him by and looking at the children, his face expressionless and almost in shame he lowered his head turning away. "Never thought I would see this place again" Joshua said looking up at the manor. They entered the lounge "I came to see you in Ireland" Conrad said sitting down. "You did?" Joshua asked sounding surprised. Conrad nodded "I had to make sure that you was okay" he replied, "Hell knows why though". Joshua sat down "You care to much about people" he said, "I really did love you". "Did you?" Conrad replied, "I was in love with you Josh, but my heart was always gone to Harry". Joshua almost smiled. "You seem so different Josh" Conrad said studying him. "I feel different and importantly I understand what drove me to do the things I did" Joshua replied. Felix walked past the door every 10 minutes to listen and could hear them talking. Beth had taken the children and was cooking them some dinner keeping them out of the way, the others sat in the formal room on edge listening and being reassured by Tanner and bringing Sean up to speed on who he was. After and hour talking Conrad stood up "Will you stay for dinner?" he asked. "I don't think you want me in your life again Con" Joshua replied, "I just wanted to apologise". Conrad looked at him "You are part of me Josh, it was you who converted me". Joshua looked down shaking his head. "I don't hate you for what you did" Conrad said, "Hate is not in me". Joshua smiled finally relaxing and Conrad walked over and hugged him "Thank you Con" he said. "You still spending the nights in this place?" Joshua asked. "Ah, sort of" Conrad replied, "Harry and I own the manor now" he said. There was no doubt in Conrad's mind that this was a completely different person who seemed to have let go of whatever had been hiding inside him. Joshua stayed for dinner with Moham and Tanner meeting everyone and being brought up to speed on how things had changed since the night he was taken away. He was genuinely pleased for Charlie and how he had made a completely new life for himself with Carrington and their children. Charlie and Joshua patched things up and he joked with Carrington that he never wanted to get on his bad side ever again. Joshua walked down to the helicopter and Sean ran up to him handing him his number. "Hey if you are interested I would like to take you out on a date" Sean said. Joshua smiled and kissed him on the cheek "Yeah I would like that" he said. Sean stepped closer and quickly kissed him on the mouth "God you are sexy" he said stepping back. Joshua turned to wave good bye then stopped smiling at Sean before stepping up in to the helicopter. Conrad looked at Sean who had a very genuine smile on his face for the first time since Simon's death. Conrad held Sean's hand squeezing it firmly, Joshua became a regular visitor and finally moved to San Francisco with Sean building their own lives but always coming back to the manor several times a year. Nathan and Mateo watched from the window as the helicopter flew off and Carrington called them back in to bed so he could finish the bedtime story before uncle Conrad and Harry came in to say good night. The boys rushed over jumping on to the bed and flinging themselves at Carrington. Charlie walked in and tucked Nathan up then sat on his bed whilst Carrington carried on reading. Sean went off to the lounge and Harry grabbed Conrad's hand "Strange year so far" he said. Conrad looked at Harry and smiled "Sometimes it is still hard to believe". Harry kissed him "Do you think it is going to change anyone?" he asked. "Nah" Conrad replied, "I think everyone is happy just as they are, even Sean looks happier". Harry laughed "Yeah, I mean that Joshua is fucking hot" he said dreamily. "He is, but that is one person I never want to sleep with again" Conrad said. They walked up the stairs together and entered the boys bedroom just as Carrington closed he book. Mateo jumping up and standing on the bed holding his arms out. Conrad and Harry grabbed an arm each and swung him back and forth then finally in to bed giggling, they kissed him good night on the head. Conrad went round to Nathan "Get some sleep you have a busy day tomorrow with your bit of garden". "Ah neat, my own bit the garden. Thanks" Nathan said smiling and hugging Conrad then Harry. They walked out of the bedroom and Harry looked at Conrad "You want one don't you?" he asked. Conrad chuckled "What about two boys?" he replied half expecting Harry to freak. Harry shook his head then smiled "I think 3, put a bit of life back in to this place". "I still haven't forgot that you punched me Harry" Conrad said smiling and looking in his eyes. Harry chuckled rubbing Conrad's arse "Stop being such a cock tease then". Conrad pulled Harry in to his arms and kissed him standing at the top of the stairs framed by the grand arched window that looked down Hibiscus Drive.

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!

11. Opened for Business "Let him pound your slutty hole," Tim said to James. He took the phone from Fabien, and trained it on the young man's face. James's face was taut and anxious, but he revealed his innocence when James smiled in response to Tim smiling. "We're going to have such a good time tonight," he continued. He stood up on the bed, getting an aerial shot as Fabien took position between James's legs. "I'm looking forward to this," Fabien said, as he spat a bit on his dick a bit. "Good thing Tim gave you some lube." "It's great lube. Loosens you up. Mind and body." Tim grinned again, watching Fabien run his fingers over the tub, and slide two of them into James. He wondered how close to an overdose James was. The lube had only a bit of crystal in him, and a boy like James metabolized it quickly. Tim was debating feeding James the pipe again. A message popped up on the screen, over the video of Fabien's fingers sliding in and out of James's tired, hungry hole. It was from Tiago. "You with our boy James?" it started. "Come by with some IV vitamins?" Tim sent a quick thumbs up to Tiago. He decided against giving James more from the pipe. He was going to get slammed soon enough. Instead, he knelt back down by James's head and fed him several big huffs from the poppers. The boy knew what he needed, and snorted them up readily. "Give it to him," Tim told Fabien. Fabien pulled his fingers out from James's hole, and grabbed more of the crystal-laced lube. He rubbed over the length of his thick cock, and lined his cockhead up with James's hole. It was red, swollen, and puffy. It was clearly well-used and Fabien had seen all the sperm that had already been swabbed away. "Pound this slut hole," Fabien muttered. Tim held the poppers under Fabien's nose. He inhaled and held it. As he exhaled, he pressed his cock into James's hole. The boy gasped, but Fabien couldn't hear anything over his own moans of pleasure. "Fucking hot, wet hole," he muttered, as another inch of his black cock slid into James's body. "Swallow it up, cunt," he grunted. "I know you're hungry for it." "He's a good boy," Tim said. "Of course he's gonna take it all." Tim trained the phone on James's face. The boy's eyes were squeezed tight. James struggled to get used to the big black cock forcing its way into his guts, but he couldn't imagine anything else. It was devastating to be fucked like this. But it would be even worse to be empty. He needed another man's cock to make him feel hole. "Look at him," Tim said. "He fucking loves it. Don't you boy?" "Please," James moaned. "Fuck me. Just fuck me." He was slurring his words and drooling a bit. The drugs were working their destructive magic. "Ass is burning up." "You heard him," Tim said. "He needs something to scratch that itch." "Wreck this hole. Fuck!" Fabien grunted. "What's in that lube?" "Some crystal," Tim smiled. "Just enough to make it feel good." "Feels fucking amazing," Fabien said. Tim shifted his position, to watch the last bit of Fabien's cock disappear into James's ass. The boy's hole was already stretched wide around Fabien's cock. It was the perfect intersection of porn and real life. "And he can take it all." The last inch of Fabien's dick disappeared into James's body. Fabien moaned in pleasure and James grunted in discomfort. "Doesn't it feel amazing," Tim asked. "Oh yeah. His hole is fucking fine," Fabien said. At the same time, James nodded his head, but he had his teeth clenched, and his eyes tightly closed. He was managing. "So hot." "So thick," James grunted. "That's what you need," Tim said. "Thick, hard cock in deep." He leaned in closer, and whispered into James's ear. "Dominating you and dripping his seed into your hole." "Please," James moaned in response. It could have been a plea for Fabien to stop, but it just as easily could have been an entreaty for the black man to keep it up. "Please," he repeated. "He wants it," Fabien said. Tim watched through the screen as he pulled his thick dark meat almost all the way out of James's hole, and then pushed it right back in. "He needs it," Tim said. "No matter what he says." "Only thing that matters is what my dick needs." Fabien was exploring the boy's hole, pushing in to find new depths not yet plundered and destroyed by the men before him. "And it's going to take what it wants." "Please," James whispered. He was squirming, trying to steer Fabien's dick to where it would do the least damage. "Please," he repeated. But Fabien was a talented cocksman, and knew exactly how to counter each of James's parries with thrusts of his own. "Let me in," he murmured. "Let me mark you. Make you a sluthole." "Please," James whispered again. He gasped as Fabien went deep once more. He closed his eyes, blocking out the image of the two men lording over him. He tried his best to concentrate, ignoring each of Fabien's powerful strokes, the image of Tim holding the unyielding eye of the camera, and finally managed to put together a complete sentence. "This isn't what I wanted." James opened his eyes again. Both Tim and Fabien were still looking down on him. Fabien's cock was still pounding his hole. Tim's camera was still recording each moment of his agony. Tim finally spoke. "What do you want, Fabien?" "Breed this fucking hole." Tim turned back to James. "You can do that, can't you boy? Let you friend Fabien have some pleasure in his day?" Tim was nodding his head again; it was the easiest way to get the boy to agree to anything. "You want Fabien to feel good, don't you." "Yeah," James started. "But..." Tim didn't let James finish. "That's right, boy. Make sure Fabien gets the full pleasure of your hole." He smiled again, and kept gently nodding his head. James mimicked him, as Tim continued to speak. "So many men up there. Practically open to the public, huh?" "So much sperm was up there," Fabien said. "Amazing slutty hole." "You think he needs more?" Tim asked Fabien. "Slutty holes always need more," Tim said. "A lot more, I think." Another message flashed on the screen. The message was from Tiago. "On my way. 30 min," it read. "I don't know," James said. "Of course you can take more," Tim said. "You took loads from so many strangers last night. Tonight, you can make your friends happy, can't you?" "But," James mumbled. James mumbled. Fabien was still pounding his ass, and he was struggling to deal with it. "It's big. So big." "He's a big boy," Tim said. He leaned in to get a better view of the thick black rod forcing its way into James's hole. Tim was glad this was getting recorded. By the morning, what little was left of James's self-worth and identity would have been destroyed. Tim loved how malleable and compliant boys were once they had been raped. Tim had seen the raw edges of James's psyche, and knew how fragile the boy was after the ordeal of the night before. Today, James was going to be one very lucky boy. Tim, Fabien, Tiago, and any number of strangers were going to make sure he could experience a second rape. "And he's taking every inch of it," Fabien said. Tim turned his attention to Fabien. Fabien's eyes were rolled back in pleasure as he continued to pound the boy's ass. "Fucking hole. I saw how much cum he had in it. And he's still taking more." "He's definitely a cockslut," Tim said. "Aren't you, boy?" "Mmmmm," James grunted. It was hard to tell if it was a moan of pleasure and agreement or a whimper of pain and agony. It didn't matter to Tim. "That's a very good boy," Tim smiled. He leaned in and kissed Fabien, holding the camera just far enough away to capture the two of them. Fabien continued to pound James's hole, and Tim felt his own dick starting to twitch again. It wouldn't be long before he would be back inside of James. "You're going to get more than enough dick tonight, boy." "Please," James said. "Just a break." "Of course boy. We can do whatever we want to tonight. Anything that feels good." He turned to Fabien. "Break? Puff-puff?" "Just another minute," Fabien said. "It feels so good." "Right on," Tim said. "As I said. We can do whatever feels good." "I just want to destroy this hole," Fabien said. "Do it," Tim said. James opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Tim pushed his dickhead into the boy's mouth. "Whatever feels good," Tim continued, and pushed his dick against the back of James's throat. The boy started to gag. Tim had expected it and used it to push his dick into James's throat. James's body struggled to accept the new cock. But for all that the young man fought against the invading dicks, it only served to drive them deeper into him. "That's it boy. Fuck yourself on Daddy's dick." Tim leaned the phone against one of the pillow, hoping it was capturing the scene properly. It would be just a brief pause, long enough for his dick to get wet. He leaned in and kissed Fabien again. "We're going to rape him, right?" Fabien whispered in his ear. "Of course," Tim whispered back. James was moaning softly, but it was loud enough that he couldn't hear the two men talk. "It's hot when he cries." "It's hot when you make him cry." The two men kissed some more. James's gagging noises were the soundtrack to their make-out session. "So fucking hot," Tim continued. They kissed again and lost themselves in the swirl of the drug-enhanced sexual pleasure. The two men kept on fucking James. The boy continued to moan but in the twisted minds of the two tops, the more he hurt, the more they enjoyed the experience. The three men lost track of time. James's holes were stretched and teased and abused and tormented as the two tops took what was theirs. It was only a knock at the door that ultimately distracted them. "I'll get it," Tim said. He slowly pulled his cock out of James's throat, grabbed the camera, and jumped off the bed. He opened the door. He didn't care that he was naked, nor that there was a strand of spit dripping from his erect dick. There were two men at the door. Standing outside were two men. Tim recognized Tiago immediately, but didn't know the other one. "Looks like the party is well started," Tiago said. He turned to the man next to him. "Tim," he said. "Meet my new friend Conrad."

Not only more horny but introduced me to turns on I had no idea about. Twisted my mind to love filth.

Now you're ready for the day bitch

For those who are wanting more to this story, and have been patiently waiting for more, all my stories have taken to the back burner as I have got a LOT going on in my personal life. I do realise a lot of time has elapsed so maybe interest has waned!? However, if you are still eager for more, give this a like so I know to continue. I do happen to have the next several chapters almost ready to go to print, and have even jumped forward past the end of this story to develop the sequel which is already looking to be much more p☣️sitively nasty 💉 with many elements/ideas already developing very nicely; I even have plans of a central character to another one of my stories for the sequel to this story, joining Thomas in his journey as a pig. As always I sincerely hope everyone is keeping well in light of global events that have unfolded during the last few months, and continue to evolve on a daily basis. Keep well.

DC Pride this weekend and horny as fuck for any and all raw cock. 💯

...But the thing that really makes that fuck special is that I had to hurry back home for my annual checkup with the urologist this morning. When the nurse practitioner put on her latex glove and said, “You’re due for your prostate examination - we may as well get that out of the way. Drop your trousers,” I realized I still had an ass full of cum.

Meeting Rob Shortly before classes started, the wrestling coach had the entire freshman on the wrestling team come into the gym to meet and to see how we worked as a team for practice purposes. After everyone introduced themselves, listed some accomplishments, and fun fact we were divided into our weight classes. There were five of us in my weight class, so it was agreed we would round-robin with one guy sitting out and kinda ref'ing us. The first guy with whom I was paired-up was James. He was on the high-end of our weight class, whereas I was on the low-end. Even so, I was quickly able to pin him down and gain the point. James was cute, had blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and a nice round ass. I also noticed when I pinned him the second time that he was sporting a bit of a chub from all the rolling around. It wasn't unusual for us wrestlers to get a bit hard, after all there is a lot of frictions on your crotch as you are rolling around. We learn to ignore it, but I put it aside in my mind to see if I might hook up with him later. Next, I wrestled Rob, another guy who was towards the high end of our weight class. I don't know if Rob had read something of me that I didn't know I was telegraphing, but every chance he had while we wrestled he made sure that either his hand was on my ass or cock or my hand was rubbing him in the same places. He was definitely giving me signals that it was more than an accident. It was enough to throw me off, and he pinned me all three times. With his final pin, his mouth was near my ear and he whispered "I want us to fuck." As clear as day I heard his words. After he let me up, and we shook hands, it was my turn to ref while Rob wrestled Chris, who, like me, was on the low end of our weight class. Chris weighed 156, and stood at 5' 8", had curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. I watched the Rob and Chris wrestle, and looked like a good match, but I kinda kept an eye on Rob's grip. As far as I could see, Rob wasn't as grabby with Chris as he had been with me. So maybe it was my imagination that it had happened, or he was gay like me. Rob won again, so he went up against our final weight class team mate. Anton fell in the middle of our class at 158 and stood about 5' 10". He had black hair and brown eyes, he was the only African American on the team. Rob and Anton went back and forth, each would score a point after the other, finally I called it a tie as they seemed evenly matched between weight and skill. We all wrestled each other for the remainder of the practice. When Coach called the end of the practice, we all filed into the lockers and showered and changed. Rob was waiting for me when I got done, and asked me if I wanted company for dinner. I agreed, and we both headed to the cafeteria. Over dinner, Rob kept subtly flirting with me. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer, and blurted out "Look, yes I am gay. I think you are hot, though not generally my type. If you want to be fuck buddies, cool. If I have read everything wrong since we wrestled, then sorry. If you want to bash me, then I will fight back." "Wait, I'm not your type but you want to be fuck buddies? What's your type?" "Well, I like older guys. Daddies. But I am a guy and like to fuck as much as I can so I take the guys that are at hand. So, like you said, are we going to fuck, or was this a total waste?" "Oh Tom, I think this is going to be a great friendship with lots of benefits." With that we left the cafeteria and walked around campus. As we walked, we talked and discovered that we both were versatile, and both fucked bare. "Don't you worry about catching anything when you are fucking bareback?" I asked Rob, testing the waters of my other kink. "Not really, most of the STDS are treatable, only one you gotta really worry about is HIV. And to be honest, I don't even worry too much about HIV." "So, you make sure the guys fucking you are Neg?" "Nah, I figure that if I am meant to get it, I will. If not, great." "Have you heard about these guys called Chasers who go out and actively try to get HIV?" "Yeah, one of my buddies from high school is a chaser, though last I heard he was still neg." "Did you fuck with him?" "Yeah, we used to swap loads all the time. Like I said, if I get it I get it. Not going to discriminate if it's a good fuck." "Cool. I want to level with you. I'm really turned on with the idea of finding a Daddy who is poz and becoming his poz son." "Dude that is fuckin' hot! I think that I'd let you poz me if you convert." "Really? You'd become my poz brother?" "Yeah, I would. I think you are totally hot, and would do just about anything with you." With That, Rob leaned in and kissed me deeply. I returned his kiss, and reached my hand down to feel his cock. He grabbed mine too, but we broke away quickly, as we were out in a public area and knew if we kept going, we'd end-up fucking right there. "So," Rob said, "we've gotta find someplace to fuck, and soon!" "Yeah. What's your roommate like?" "Very hot, but I'm not sure if he is gay or straight." "Well, I know mine is a straight asshole. We've only been here a few days and he has brought girls back to fuck right in front of me." "Maybe he's doing it in front of you because he wants you to bend that hot ass over and make you take his cock," Rob laughed. I returned the laugh, adding "Nah, I don't want his tiny cock, but after I converted I'd fuck his ass." "Dude, you are so twisted. I love it! Well, let's go to my room. Let's find out if my roommate is gay or straight." "If he's gay, maybe we can both fuck him!" Rob threw his arm around me, and together we walked back to his dorm room. That night we fucked each other and shot a load deep into the other's ass. It started a great fuck buddy relationship, and after his roommate got sick of walking in on us fucking repeatedly that first week, we ended-up as roommates. His moved in with mine, and we now lived together. Obviously, his roommate was not gay, but was fine with us; in fact we often hung out with him and a few others who were not on the wrestling team. When I met my Dad online, I gave Rob the info in case I never came back, better safe than sorry. He was totally turned on the night before I was going over to meet Dad and Dave. That night, after practice and dinner, we headed back to our room and after stripping out of our clothes, he bent me over and ate my ass for a good 20 minutes. With my hole lubed up with his spit, and opened from his tongue, he slid his cock into me and pounded my ass till he grunted and dropped his load deep inside me. As he slowly pulled out, I kept my ass tight to keep that load in me. "Now that you have unloaded, ready for one of my last neg loads before I get pozed up?" "Fuck yeah, buddy! Get that cock in my cunt and drop that load in me." "Get on the bed, I want to fuck you on your stomach." Rob lay on his stomach on the bed, and I climbed between his legs. His ass was already moist from the sweat he had built up form fucking me, but I went in and ate that hole like a starving man. He was soon moaning and writhing against my face as I tried to get my tongue deep into his fuck chute. Once he was well lubed with my spit, I lined my cock up with his hole and slowly let my weight push it into him. He let out a pleased moan as my balls hit his ass. I savored the feel of his ass around my cock before I began to slowly fuck him. For a long time I just slowly used his hole like a fleshlight till I felt my load beginning to build. With that tingle in my balls starting, I began to fuck Rob hard and fast into the mattress. "Give me that neg load, just like you will those poz loads when you are all charged up," Rob moaned. "You want this load in your cunt?" "Fuck, yes Tom, give me your last neg load. Plant it in my cunt." A few more thrusts, and I grunted "Here you go, buddy. My last known neg load in your cunt!" I pushed in till my balls hit his ass, and my cock shot several loads of juice into his ass. I collapsed on top of him. We stayed connected and rolled over to our sides. Cuddled up, my cock still buried in his ass, Rob and I fell asleep. The next day I headed out to meet Dad, and my life would change forever. Once I arrived, I texted Rob and let him know I would probably be staying the weekend, and would hopefully be coming home with the bug incubating deep in my ass.

Pozzing Dave. I sent Dave to the bedroom, and told him to get that plug he had used on me out and not to lube up his hole, that I was going to rough fuck it again and get him really bloody to take my poz seed into his system. I locked the doors and walked back to the bedroom. On my way past the bathroom, I stopped and grabbed a new toothbrush from under the sink. Entering into the bedroom, I found Dave on his back, a look of lust and apprehension on his face and, if it was possible, a rock hard cock straining to get even harder between his legs. I placed the toothbrush on the bed next to his leg and slowly took off my clothes. Once I was naked, I told him to get up on all fours. I could see a slight sheen to his hole, probably where my load from the initial anger fuck had seeped ever so slightly out of his ass. I spread his ass cheeks and began to slide the toothbrush into his hole. Dave let out a slight grunt of pain as the stiff bristles pushed past his sphincter. Once it was in his hole, I brushed vigorously, twisting the brush as well, getting every corner of his innards bruised with the brush. After about ten minutes, I pulled the brush out, and to my satisfaction, the white bristles were now a nice shade of dark pink. With his innards prepped, the next step in his conversion was growing between my legs. I lined my stiff cock up to his pucker, and with one thrust pushed in till my balls hit his hole. I didn’t let him adjust to my intrusion, but began thrusting hard and deep into his dry hole. Soon his ass-juices and my precum (and a bit of his blood) were slicking up his hole. Looking down, I noticed my cock was covered with a pink tinged, slightly milky mixture of the ass juices and my last load. I didn’t think it was possible, but my cock got even harder at the sight and I began to really pound Dave’s hole. He cried out as I unrelentingly pounded on his hole, really tearing into him, no doubt adding to the bruising I had done with the toothbrush. Without pulling out, I flipped him onto his back and shoved my cock deep into his hole. Each thrust hit his prostate and made his cock jump. I knew if I kept this up he might cum, hands-free. I finally felt the tingle in my balls, signaling that my second known toxic load was about to erupt from my cock and enter Dave, hopefully converting him forever. I grabbed Dave’s leaking cock, and began to jack it as I kept pounding his hole and hitting his prostate. He moaned and screamed that he was going to cum. I told him to let it out, that I was going to flood his ass with my toxic spunk. He moaned “do it”, and a few thrusts and pumps later I was flooding his ass with my diseased load as his last neg load shot out; the first shot landing on his face and the rest coating his chest and my hand before we both collapsed in exhaustion. Once I recovered my strength, I slowly pulled out, and he squeezed my cock with his ass to keep that spunk in him. I grabbed the plug that was sitting on the bed next to me and as my cock popped out I slid it into his now cum-filled hole. We rested next to each other, and over the course of the night, I pulled that plug out about a dozen times and added another toxic load to his ass each time. His ass was so sore the next morning from all the fucking that I was amazed he could walk. Like a good boy, he kept the plug in him all day and made sure my cum would incubate and enter his body to infect him. We kept on fucking as often as we could, and a few weeks after I got my result, Dave came down with a fever, the shakes and could not keep any food down. Like he had for me when I converted, I took care of him, and got him through his conversion. When he was 'healthy' again, he went and got tested. Sure enough, he was now poz. With that taken care of, we set about to find as many boys as possible to convert and turn into poz bottom sluts. Together, we would create a legacy of our poz strain throughout the area.