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This post is a celebration of one of my favourite cities in the whole world - Berlin. I love Berlin and I've spent many happy days roaming through the city in the sunshine, exploring new areas, parks, rivers and shops. It's where I go to get away from things and I always feel relaxed the minute I get there. I especially love exploring what used to be East Berlin and watching it change over the years from what it was like in the mid 90s shortly after the wall came down to what it is like now. For me there is something joyous about being in Berlin - it's where I have had many of my horniest experiences - somehow I feel at one with myself and I've often found the confidence to go for it in a way that I might not at home. I usually say I'm more of a top but there is something about Berlin that just makes me want to pull my pants down and bend over for a good hard bareback fuck. I've usually taken a few loads within hours of getting there and I love it. On one occasion a few years ago I took a load up my arse before I had even left the airport. I had flown out to Berlin from London early in the afternoon and the flight was not particularly busy. I had noticed a German guy standing some way behind me in the queue at the departure gate - he was blond and quite stocky and I couldn't help noticing the sizeable packet in the front of his jeans. I was already in my seat when he came on to the plane and I watched as he reached up to put his bag in the overhead locker a few rows in front of me, giving me a great view of the top of his pants and the crack of his arse. When he had put his bag up he suddenly turned round and looked straight at me, as if he had sensed that I was watching him. I looked away quickly as he sat down a couple of rows in front of me. A couple of hours later we were in Berlin and I was waiting at the baggage reclaim. The blond guy was standing quite near me and every now and then he looked over at me. I looked back and soon we were discreetly cruising each other and the bulge in the front of his trousers seemed to be growing. His bag came out first, closely followed by mine and soon I was following him at a discreet distance as he made his way to the back of the baggage reclaim area and headed down a spiral staircase. I wasn't sure where he was taking me but when we got to the bottom of the staircase I saw a sign marked "Toilets." A few minutes later we were in a cubicle and he was standing in front of me unzipping his jeans. He pulled them down along with his pants and his long, thick, hard cock sprang out. I took hold of it and began to suck it. His cock was one of the biggest I had had in my mouth for a long time and I enjoyed every minute of sucking it. I could tell he was enjoying it too and soon he was pushing his cock into my mouth as I sucked him and I could tell he was getting close. Then he pulled is cock out of my mouth and motioned to me to stand up and turn round. Without a word, I stood up and turned round, pulled my pants and trousers down and bent over the toilet. I felt him pull my cheeks apart and then I felt his tongue on my hole. I hadn't been expecting that, but it felt incredibly good and I pushed my arse into his face as he began to really lick me. After a while he stood up and I felt the head of his cock pushing against my wet hole. He wanted to fuck me and clearly had no intention of using a condom - just what I wanted! I pulled my cheeks apart to help him get his big cock up my arse and when he was all the way up me I bent forward and he began to fuck me. He started off slowly and then began to fuck me harder as I bent forward over the toilet and soon he was really banging my arse. I loved every minute of it and soon his breathing was getting heavier and I could tell he was getting close and then he thrust hard up my arse a couple of times and pushed me forward, pushing his cock right up me and holding it there as he pumped my arse full of cum. It was all very horny - all the more so as neither of us said a word throughout the whole encounter. A great start to my weekend in Berlin! I sometimes book a trip to Berlin on the spur of the moment and one time I had been feeling tired and stressed at work and I booked some time off and decided to spend a weekend in Berlin on my own just unwinding. I had to attend a meeting of the senior management team in the morning and then I caught a mid afternoon flight to Berlin. I arrived, booked into my hotel, had a shower and went on Planet Romeo (hugely popular in Germany) to see what was happening. I was messaged by a Turkish guy in his late 30s who was looking for a quick fuck on his way to work in a Turkish restaurant near my hotel. We swapped some pictures and I really liked the look of his big hairy cock so we arranged that he would come by my hotel and dump a load up me. A little later he messaged me again and I thought he was calling off but instead he said one of his co workers was up for a fuck too and asked if he could bring him. I had no idea what his colleague looked like but I didn't really care - I just wanted to be fucked so I said yes no problem. They arrived a short time later. The guy was pretty much as he had looked in his pictures - and I was well happy with that, but the other guy was really good looking. He was also Turkish, no more than eighteen or nineteen, tall and slim with longish hair, very dark eyes and a really nice, boyish grin. I didn't waste any time and soon they both had their pants down and their cocks out and I was happily moving from one to the other - sucking the younger guy and then the older and then they both pushed their cocks into my mouth together and I sucked on them both. This was turning out to be a much hornier encounter than I had expected and it got even more horny when the young lad pulled his cock out my mouth and, turning round, bent forward and pushed his arse into my face. The older guy laughed and watched as I pulled the young lad's cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hairy arse hole. He moaned and pushed his arse back into my face as I pushed my tongue up his tight, hairy hole. I rimmed the young lad for a while and then the other guy said it was time to fuck. I sucked them both again and then I knelt up on the bed. Somehow I had thought they would fuck me one after the other, but they took turns on me. The older guy went up me first and gave me a good hard fuck before pulling out and letting the young lad take over. The young lad was a good fuck too - his cock was not quite as thick as the other guy's but he certainly knew how to fuck! They took turns on me for a while longer and then the young lad groaned loudly and shot his load up my arse. When he pulled out he came round and pushed his cock into my mouth as the older guy pumped his load up me. I didn't think it could get any hornier but then the older guy said "You like to fuck?" I said yes and he nodded and said something I didn't understand to the younger lad. To my surprise, the younger lad knelt up on the bed and pulled his cheeks apart, once more exposing his hairy arsehole. I didn't hesitate - I lubed him up, positioned my cock against his hole and pushed. He was tight, but not as tight as I thought he might be and soon I was right up him. He grunted as I began to fuck him, enjoying the the tightness of his arse around my cock as I thrust slowly up him and then built up and began to fuck him harder. I needed to cum now and I began to really fuck him and before too much longer I was shooting what felt like a massive load of cum up the young lad's hairy arse. Later that evening I went out for a meal and then went cruising in the Tiergarten - my favourite cruising ground. I took a few more loads up my arse and then shot my second load of the day up the arse of a nerdy looking guy in glasses who was bent over a tree with his pants down. It was good to be back in Berlin. One of the things I've always loved about Germany and about Berlin in particular is the amount of barebacking that has always gone on. So many German lads, especially young lads, seem willing to bend over and take loads with no questions asked and this has led to some very horny encounters. One day I was walking in one of my favourite areas of Berlin, an area which had formerly been part of East Berlin. I had been walking for most of the day and I intended to finish my walk by walking through the park in the Wuhletal area and coming out the other end at the underground station. I have walked through this park many times - it is one of my favourite walks - and I had never seen any evidence to suggest that the park was cruisy. As I walked through the park I passed a young blond lad who was sitting on a bench, his bike propped up against a tree. He looked at me as I passed and I wondered for a moment if he was cruising me but then I thought that was probably wishful thinking and walked on. I had been walking for several hours and was getting a bit tired now so I was strolling through the park at quite a leisurely pace. A short time later I heard the sound of a bicycle being wheeled along the path behind me and the blond lad passed me. He looked at me again as he passed and then walked on in front of me. I couldn't help admiring his slim arse in his cut off jeans and, as he looked back at me again, I began to realise that he was actually cruising me. A little later I was following him as he wheeled his bike off the path and into a wooded area. When we had gone some way into the wooded area, he stopped and turned round. He grinned at me and seconds later my cock was out and he was down sucking me off. This was just what I needed after my long walk and he was sucking me so well that before long I was getting close. I pulled out his mouth and he stood up. We changed places and soon I was sucking on his surprisingly long and thick cock. As I sucked him, he reached into his pocket and brought out a small packet of lube. As I sucked him, he began rubbing some lube into his arse. A little later, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and turned round. He leant forward against a tree and pushed his arse out. I went up him easily and he grunted as I began to fuck him. I enjoyed every minute of fucking this good looking young lad up the arse in a park in the middle of the day - no condom and no questions asked - and it was not too long before I was pumping a nice big load of cum into his unprotected arse. When I finished cumming and pulled out, I saw his cock was still rock hard. I bent forward and began to suck him as he reached round and began to finger my arse hole. I grinned at him and seconds later I was bent over against the tree as the young lad pushed his cock up my arse and began to fuck me. It was one of the best fucks I had had in a long time, all the more horny for being so unexpected - I had no idea when I entered the park that I would end up against a tree with my pants down taking a load of cum from a young lad but I was certainly not complaining. He fucked me really well and then he pulled out, wanked his cock a few times and pushed back up me and I knew he was cumming deep in my arse. A little later I was making my way to the underground station and he was wheeling his bike out of the park - with no one any the wiser that we had just fucked and bred each other in the bushes. A year or so later I had another totally unexpected and equally horny experience. I had been walking in the same area and had got on the train on the U5 underground line back in to town. The train line runs above ground for quite a number of stops before it goes underground again and I have always enjoyed the journey. This afternoon was particularly hot and I was glad to sit down after my long walk. The train was not very busy - there was only a couple of people in my carriage, both sitting at the other end and facing the other way. The train took a while to leave Wuhletal station and just before it did, two lads who looked to be in their late 20s got on and sat down just opposite me. The train started again and a little later it stopped between two stations. It stopped for quite a while this time before starting again and making its way further towards the city centre. Then, just as the train went underground it stopped again. The driver came on the tannoy and said there was an obstruction up ahead and then there was no more communication for a while. It was starting to get very hot in the carriage now and I could see the two lads were feeling the heat. I heard one ask if they had any water left and the other shook his head. I had a bottle of water and I took it out my bag and offered it to them. They were really pleased and they both took a drink from it before passing it back to me. I had realised that they were a couple by now and I couldn't help noticing that they were both quite good looking - especially the taller of the two who had dark blond hair and a really nice smile. We began to chat and after a few more minutes, the blond guy peeled off his T shirt. They both saw me looking and the other lad grinned and pulled off his T shirt too. He was darker with a hairy chest and I was now really enjoying the view, especially as I could now see the top of the dark blond lad's white Calvin Klein pants. They motioned to me to remove my top and at first I shook my head but then I decided to go for it and I pulled off my polo shirt and all three of us were topless. The other two passengers had left the train at the previous station and we now had the carriage to ourselves. It was really hot now and between us we had finished my bottle of water. We were speaking in German and our conversation had been getting a bit more suggestive. It was the dark haired lad who suggested that we should lose a few more clothes. I didn't actually think he meant anyting but as he said it, he quickly looked around and then stood up. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out and seconds later it was in his boyfriend's mouth. He motioned to me to join them and I didn't hesitate - I was really turned on by the whole situation and soon my cock was out and the dark blond lad was taking it in turns to suck us both. I assumed he was going to suck us both off and I was really looking forward to unloading in his mouth but after a while he grinned at his boyfriend and then he pulled his pants right down and knelt up on the seat, his arse in the air. His boyfriend nodded to me and I got down behind the blond lad and parted his cheeks. I pushed my tongue into his sweaty arsehole and began to lick him. I couldn't believe this was happening but it got even hornier when the dark haired guy tapped me on the shoulder and motioned to me to stand up. He took hold of my cock and pulled it towards his boyfriend's arse and I realised he was giving me permission to fuck him. He pulled the blond lad's cheeks apart and I pushed the head of my cock against his hole. I went up him really easily and the dark haired guy told me to fuck him. This was one of the horniest experiences I had ever had and I just hoped that the train would not start up again before I got the chance to properly fuck and breed this fit lad. I knew I wouldn't last too long so I fucked him slowly as his boyfriend kissed him and wanked him. I was very close now so I began to fuck him harder and a short time later I was pumping what felt like a massive load of cum up his arse. When I pulled out, the dark haired guy leaned forward and began to suck my cock. Knowing he was sucking my cock after it had been up his boyfriend's arse was a real turn on for me. It must have been a turn on for him too - as he sucked me he shot his load out on the floor of the train carriage. I think that was one of the horniest experiences I ever had in Berlin and I couldn't quite believe it had happened. It was some time before the train started again and, when it did, the train began to get busier. The two lads got off at Alexanderplatz and both grinned at me as they got off the train. With all the restrictions in place on travel, I haven't been able to visit Berlin for over a year and I really miss it. I've enjoyed re-living some of my horny Berlin experiences and will post some more in part 2. Part 2 to follow

Hubby was confused by my unfamiliar secrecy but didn't stand in the way of my trip. He had been able to infect one willing target in the six months he had been poz and found the experience so hot and exciting he planned to spend the time we were apart at the bathhouse knocking up as many men as requested his special poz DNA. One of the three lovers I was off to visit met me at the airport. I thought I would cum in my pants the moment I saw him holding a sign with my name in the arrivals lounge. 6 feet 4 inches, 280 pounds of solid bear meat. Wearing faded warn blue jeans clearly outlining the large cock snaking down the left leg. His green plaid flannel shirt, like Mountain Man's (visitor at the hospital) was half open revealing a carpet of black chest hair. His tan face sported a nicely trimmed thick beard. All I wanted to do was kiss this total stranger right there in the middle of the crowd. He must have been a mind reader 'cause as I walked up to him he leaned down and planted a passionate kiss on my lips complete with tongue. I could feel a wet spot form in the crotch of my jeans. "Let's get you to the ranch buddy. Hank and Stu can't wait to start your program. I'm Frank by the way. " The ranch was a forty five minute drive and their home and out buildings back a mile long private drive, totally isolated from any neighbour's prying eyes. Stu was up a ladder against the barn and came down to the truck as we arrived. He was naked save work socks and boots. At six feet 200 pounds he also sported a generously haired body and thick beard. This hair was the most beautiful auburn red I have ever seen, and he had smiling eyes to melt a glacier. I was welcomed with a sturdy hand shake and massive bear hug. The scent of his sweat was intoxicating. By this point I knew it didn't matter if I didn't convert this week, I was in for fantastic sex no matter what. I was ushered into the house to meet Hank. He was cooking while stark naked. His body was the least hairy of the three and would tip the scales at over 300 pounds. His greeting was to remove my shirt and push me to my knees. I was fed his very thick short cock. It was a grower reaching six inches as it hardened in my mouth with copious amounts of sweet precum. Frank was quickly undressing. I was maneuvered to bend over a chair. As I continued my sucking Stu's raw eight inches were manhandled into my ass with the aid of Crisco. Frank also now naked spoke; "We all know why you are here so there's no need waisting time getting the first of our many loads of toxic cum into your system. As you well know none of us are on meds and we each carry a transport load of virus to dump into you with each breeding. We're naturists so you will not see or need clothes for the rest of your stay. We'll service your ass many times each day and to that we'll add blood slams every evening. Three per evening each drawn directly from each of us and inserted directly into your blood stream. If you leave here without the virus bulldozing through your system you'll know you are just plain resistant and it's not meant to be." I had been working Hank's cock the entire time and he was next to speak; "Would you shut the fuck up Frank. This guys a great cock sucker and I'm ready to blow my load. Get out of the way Stu, this is going up his fuck shoot where it can do the most good." They quickly switched places and I could feel every blast of Hank's hot cum paint my guts. I counted eight shots. His softening erection had no sooner pulled out than Stu was back in just in time to moan as I felt convulsions of his big tool spraying deep. Frank took time to move me to the kitchen table and do me in missionary position. He viciously pumped my eager hole while holding my entranced gaze for fifteen minutes with his eleven inch wonder. "Here it cums slut! The third and most toxic load yet. Fuuuuuuccck! Take it you fuckin chaser. Pozing what's left of your neg ass!"

I was ghosted by a guy on Grindr who I was supposed to meet. Since I was already cleaned out and ready, I was extra pissed (plus the pic he shared showed a BEAUTIFUL cock!). I had no sooner started scrolling the app again than I got a message from a guy asking if I was ready "right now." I'm used to guys flaking out so I don't usually clean out until I line something up, which means normally when I get a message like that it doesn't go anywhere. This time, though, I was primed and ready. He told me that he and his girlfriend had gotten a room the night before. She had left for work, and he had to leave within an hour. Could I come now? "Yes," was my one word reply, followed by a pic of my hole dripping a load I had taken a few weeks back. The photo I received showed a thick black cock, accompanied by the motel name and room number. "Be there in 15," I replied, and headed for the door. Less than 15 minutes later I was knocking on the room door. It opened to reveal a chubby black guy, already naked. Without a word, he lay down on the bed. I stripped, then bent over at the waist and took his cock in my mouth. He was soft, but with the combination of my expert tongue and light caresses of his balls, he was soon hard as a rock. It was then that I realized I had forgotten to bring my lube. Already committed, I took him as deep into my throat as I could, getting his shaft all slick and letting the strings of spittle stretch from his cock head to my lips as I pulled away. I didn't say anything, but instead turned around and climbed onto the other bed on my hands and knees. He took the cue, and stood behind me. In one fluid motion his slicked-up shaft was inside me and he was grabbing my shoulders for maximum leverage. He was a machine with one setting - he pounded my hole relentlessly, the slaps of his skin on mine reverberating in the room as he owned my slutty hole. He surprised me by picking up his pace as he got closer to giving me his load. His hands moved from my shoulders to around my neck as he did so. I had never been choked during sex before, but I was loving this brutal assault on my hole so much that I didn't care. His grip on my neck tightened and loosened until finally he let go and grabbed my hips. He stopped mid-stroke and I could feel his load releasing deep in my guts. I dressed quickly and left without us exchanging another word. I'm hoping he'll hit me up again next time he and his girlfriend get a room. If I see him online, I'll get myself ready, just in case!

I could see he was getting close, “Oh fuck, pig! I’m gonna cum!”, he bellowed. “Do it, fucker! Knock me up! Breed me!”, I begged. “Gonna POZ you up man. Gonna. Fuckin’. POZ!!!!”, he barely got that out before I felt his rock hard meat painting my guts with his sick seed. Time was suspended as I stared up at him between my legs. He ground his venom into me real good before finally going soft and sliding out. I immediately replaced his cock with a butt plug I kept handy. Nothing like getting a charged load on your lunch hour. Ain’t working from home great? Now, I have a fondness for rough trade. And this dude was just my speed: Skinny, bearded, heavily tattooed, and POZ - a gorgeous specimen. To think I had hit him up less than an hour before on one of the hookup apps. And here I was with his toxic baby batter safely stewing in my faggot cunt. ”You think it’ll take?”, I asked. “Should - I’m toxic as fuck.”, he replied while casually lighting a cigarette. Soon enough he got dressed and collected his gear. “Let me know if you wanna go again sometime, dude”, I said as he walked towards the door. He paused, got a wicked smile on his face and said, “Come see me tonight. Stop by just before 9 pm. Be ready”. With this, he handed me a business card. “Later pig”, he spat as the door shut behind him. I inspected the card; ‘Ruby Scorpion Tattoos’. The address put it on the south side of town. I have some ink on me, not a lot, but I hadn’t scratched that particular itch in some time. I had only started actively Chasing since making a New Years resolution to get POZZED by the end of this year. And finding a real unmedicated POZ fucker was proving a greater challenge than I had expected. So the prospect of getting another dirty load from this guy - especially in a tattoo parlor - got me hella excited. By 8:30; I’m cleaned up, cleaned out, and headed to the south side. As I’m driving through this unfamiliar part of town, I see a red neon scorpion in one of the windows. Definitely the right place! I hit the front door just before 9 pm. A bell announces my arrival. “We’re closed!”, said a big guy with a push broom, not bothering to look up. “Oh - umm...I was told to..”, I stammered. “We’re closed, ASSHOLE!”, he growled this time turning to face me. It was then that I realized I never got the name of the fucker that had bred me. I pulled the business card - no name on it. At this point, the broom guy started toward me with a purpose. This guy was big. I mean BIG: six foot four, broad shoulders, barrel chest, shaved head, goatee, wearing a white wife-beater that popped against his brown skin. And he was clearly pissed. I’m already turning to leave as he reaches for me. “Tiny! Hold it, he’s with me.”, I hear from the back of the shop as the fucker from before enters the front. ‘Tiny’ released me roughly as the fucker locked the front door and took me by the arm. “I’m sorry. I...I..didn’t know your name”, I offered a bit shakily. “Chill”, he replied as we crossed the room. “Yeah, sorry - your buddy ‘Tiny’ kinda freaked me out. I’m chill, I’m chill...”, I began. “No, I’m Chill... My. Name. Is. ‘CHILL’”, he corrected. It took me a second. “Oh...OK. Hi.” (Jeez this guy must think I’m a dork). He chuckled to himself as he walked through the shop. “So you already met Tiny”. I acknowledged him with a nod. He had resumed sweeping. “Come with me”, he ordered. I complied, lost in the moment. “Tiny, this is that new guy I told you about earlier.”, Chill said causing Tiny to stop sweeping. “Oh yeah?”, Tiny replied, “I’ll tell Sarge”. With that, Tiny disappeared into the back room. I followed Chill down a flight of stairs to a dungeon space. The room was painted black with red lighting. A sling hung in the middle. I didn’t need anymore encouragement. I was naked in an instant. Chill pushed me to my knees and hauled out his semi while I hit my poppers. I was sucking him nice and hard as I heard two sets of boots tromp down the stairs. Soon enough, Tiny had hauled me up - effortlessly, I might add - and set me into the sling. He secured my wrists and ankles firmly with velcro restraints. He paused to take in my body. I’m no huge prize, but I’m decent looking for a man who just turned 40. This was the first time I looked at Tiny in the face. He was handsome, with smooth features that made him ageless. He smiled knowingly, leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Chill told us about you. About what you want. What you need,” he started caressing my cheek. I began to speak, “Shhhh,” Tiny whispered putting his index finger to his lips, “You’re here for a reason. You’re in the right place.” “This the pig you bred earlier”, a new voice bellowed. “You must be Sarge,” I said. He looked over at me with a cold glare. “No one’s talking to you.”, he uttered condescending while taking a puff of his cigar. Tiny, behind him, held his index finger to his lips again. OK, my bad - I thought to myself. Sarge was an older dude. Silver flattop haircut, clean shaven, muscle shirt, jeans, sleeves on both arms, and a face that told the story of a life lived hard. I watched as Chill undressed as he murmured something in Sarge’s ear. Tiny took his his cue and also started undressing. All the while, Sarge never taking his eyes off me. Sarge walked over to me. His two coworkers flanking him, stroking themselves absently. He took a long draw on his cigar. The tip of it glowed red. Smoke exited his nostrils menacingly. “Chill tells me you’ve been looking for...a certain something. Is that right?”, he asked. I nodded and swallowed hard. “Well, lucky for you, we may just be able to help you with that. Is that what you want?”. I nodded again as my cock twitched. He took another puff of his cigar and stepped back into the darkness. Chill stepped forward, greased his cock and pressed it against my hole. Tiny got me poppered up as Chill entered me. He was just as bone hard as he had been earlier that day. You ever take a cock that’s so hella-hard it feels like steel? That’s Chill. His dick may not have been the biggest, but it was veiny as fuck and I swear it was hard as stone. He got his fuck on. I could see his turgid tool sawing into me in the mirror suspended above. I felt and watched as my now soft, worthless, dick jiggled and bounced on my belly. I reveled in that expression of my submission. I could see Sarge’s silhouette in the background - his cigar glowing and fading from time to time. The smoke lending a haze to the dim red lighting. Having unloaded in me earlier, Chill took a good long time to get his nut. But nut he did. And gloriously so. He made sure to fully unload into me before stepping away. Less then a minute later Tiny stepped forward. Having taken off his shirt I could now see, even in this light, his full body tattoo. It was one magnificent piece, from his neckline down. He turned around slowly, arms outstretched, to let me take it In. I marveled at the artistry, at the patience it took, at the pain tolerance of the man. It must have taken years. That familiar red glow peaked and faded over his shoulder. Tiny seemed to enjoy the admiration - of me feasting my eyes on him. He smiled broadly and cued me to look up at the mirror. Doing so, I saw his equally magnificent black cock as he approached my cunt. Tiny, it was NOT. This was a cock any man would envy. Would fear. Thick as my wrist and almost as long. With a magnificent crimson head the size of a plum. I took a hard swallow as his foreskin kissed my pussy lips. I tensed at the thought of him entering me. From the shadows, Chill appeared and poppered me up. With that, Tiny began his long journey into me. His pliant cockhead entered me easily enough. Followed, slowly, by his ebony shaft. Slowly. Achingly slowly. I could hear my heart beating in my ears as his smooth raw cock travelled deeper and deeper towards my core. I felt him press against my inner ring. Somehow, Chill was right there poppering me up again. I could feel Tiny relent from my inner cunt. He whispered: “Give your self to me. I want to give you my Gift. Show me how much you want it, now.” In that moment, I felt my world open to him. Tiny slid effortlessly the rest of the way into me. A stream of precum flowed out of my soft useless dick onto my belly. He dipped a finger into it and brought it to his lips. “Sweet, like nectar”. He hissed. I was gone. Gone. I think I passed in and out of consciousness. I remember feeling myself move, rocking back and forth - as if in slow motion. My vision narrowed. I seemed to float up above myself. I could see myself being cleaved in half by this beautiful living rail splitter. Moments later, I realized I was looking at my reflection in the mirror. I wondered why I had not realized that before. Waves of pleasure crashed over me. I marveled as Tiny’s black log appeared and disappeared. Over and over. A part of me wondered how he was doing that. Suddenly I tumbled back into myself when I heard a long scream. It was Tiny. His body convulsed as he delivered a river of charged cum into me. Flooding me. Tiny stood very still. I could see his chest heave for breath . He was covered in sweat, as was I. After a long moment I felt his magnificent third arm slip out of me. He staggered back, into the shadows. I didn’t need my hands to tell me my cunt was gaping open and dripping onto the floor below. I wallowed in that feeling of total surrender. Then I heard Sarge step forward. His cigar lighting the way. He took the cigar from his mouth and brought it down to my mawing cunt. I felt him circle my gaping pussy lips with it. The feeling was...indescribably perfect. He brought his cigar back to his mouth. With this, Chill and Tiny stepped forward next to him. Sarge savored the taste of cum on his cigar. Tiny leaned down to receive Sarge’s smoke filled kiss. He took another puff and shard that with Chill. I was witness to a sharing I never knew possible before. Sarge unzipped and hauled out his own very impressive meat. He slipped into my meathole all too easily. “Mmmm...just how I like it: Sloppy as all fuck.” Sarge pulled out and took hold of his long pendulous balls. Together with his cock, he brought them to my mawing cunt, and all at once ALL OF HIM was inside me. Sarge was fucking me with his cock and balls fully inside me. My mind reeled at the sight of it. He pounded me with fury. I watched slack-jawed as he pins toned my cunt until he delivered his demon seed into me as well. It was all too much - and watched as my now hard cock shot a no hands load on me chest. Rapture. It was rapture. Sarge took a step back and regained his composure. “Your journey is almost done”, Sarge said softly. With that signal, Tiny and Chill appeared on either side of me. A small spotlight shown on my left pec. Chill wiped me down as Tiny picked up his tattoo machine. It buzzed to life in his hand as he brought it to my skin. “I had my doubts when Chill brought you here,” Sarge shared. “He had to convince me. But you won over Tiny fairly quickly. And seeing you take them on as you did proved they were right. You were ready.” Tiny worked on me for a several minutes. I couldn’t make out what he had tattooed on my chest in the mirror above. As Tiny stepped away, Chill leaned in from his side and started with his machine. The buzzing continued. Sarge went on, “You’re part of a select few now. We’ve only given our collective Gift to three others before you. Each of us, you see, carries a different strain. All three of us are unmedicated POZ. And now, all three strains have found their new home in you”. The buzzing stopped. Tiny and Chill freed my hands. Sarge passed me a hand mirror. For the first time, I saw my transformation tattoo: A small Ruby Scorpion. It was beautiful. I felt a peace wash over me. As if I had reached the end of a long journey. Finally, I had come home.

PART 1 I'm from the UK and go to Disney World in Florida quite regularly with family. We usually go for about a month at a time and we all stay in the same room. During my last visit, I was finally on PREP. I was paranoid about taking over a months supply with me through customs, and even more paranoid about taking poppers with me. I was debating do I go a month without sex, or do I risk it. In the end, I stuck with the prep but left the poppers at home. I didn't want to pass up an opportunity for sex should one arise, but being with my family I thought those opportunities would be few and far between. The night before my departure, we stayed in a hotel at the airport. Thankfully I had my own room, but unfortunately it was directly opposite my parents. Everyone went to bed quite early, as we had a long day ahead the next day. Alarms were set for 3am and our 9 hour flight left at 11. Whilst in bed, I decided to check through Grindr, not expecting to find anything but i'd give it a go, maybe I could sext someone or something. As usual, there were a few profiles 4 maybe 5 miles away, I couldn't travel so they were out. I was about to give up when a profile popped up 50 feet away. Almost instantly I had a message from them with "looking?". Suddenly I became nervous, could I sneak out? I cant have them here what if my parents see them. But I was so horny I thought fuck it. I replied "yes, what room?" I wasn't prepared at all, I had no poppers, no condoms / lube, but I was so horny I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity, it could've been my last for a month. I had a response from Grindr. He's on the same corridor as me, just 3 doors up. I left my room, being super quiet and making sure the heavy hotel door doesn't create suspicion for my parents. He had left his door on the latch and I walked in, pitch black. I couldn't see where I was going, until I could see the faint glow of a phone light and a the slight outline of a guy on the bed. I jumped straight into this, I didn't even ask the guy for a picture on Grindr. The phone light went off and I could see him getting up and walking to me, neither of us had said a word and he just started kissing me and fingering my ass. This was happening, I was so excited and asked to suck him. He had an average size cock, but it was extremely thick, it filled my mouth and he started fucking my throat. Every time I was gagging he pulled me up and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of him. He said "spit in my mouth". I was a little shocked, I hesitated and he grabbed my throat. "I said spit in my mouth". My dick suddenly got really hard. I spat in his mouth, as requested and he pulled me down to kiss me. "Don't you fucking cum until I say so". I didn't know how to respond, so I went with a simple "Yes sir". He pulled my dick in to his mouth and asked me to fuck his throat, I was getting close to cumming so I asked him to stop. He went into his rucksack and pulled out some poppers. "Picked these up in Amsterdam, they're the real deal now sniff". He held the bottle under my nose. "Sniff again and dont stop until I said so". I kept sniffing, and sniffing, "Stop and hold your breath until I say so". I held my breath and then he said "Release and suck this dick". I became super hot, and horny. His dick became the only thing in my world, I needed it, not having it wasn't an option. I managed to deep throat it and begin to vomit. He pulled out and stuck the bottle under my nose again. "Sniff bitch until I say stop". The thumping in my head was incredible, I felt free. He pulled away the bottle and spun me over and pushed my head into the bed. I felt him spit in hole, and I could feel his dick teasing the opening. He started to push and I started to gasp, before he put his hand over my mouth. "You only speak when I let you". "Yes sir" I replied. My first mistake. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY" as my head was thrusted into the mattress and my ass spanked harder than I knew was possible. I loved it. I could feel the poppers wearing off, and his thick cock was tearing my hole a part. I tried to reach for the poppers but my master grabbed them. He pulled them behind my back and said "You sniff when I let you.". He started to slow, he must've been close. He placed the bottle in front of me and said I want you to huff this. Put your lips around the bottle. I did as my master said. He climbed on the bed and made me sit on his dick. He wanted me to ride him and choke him at the same time. He pulled me in to kiss him and I could feel him thrust in to my house, he wouldn't let go and held me tight. He filled my ass with his cum. He pushed me away. "KEEP GOING", I kept going and a few seconds later he moaned. "MILK MY DICK MILK IT" I kept going and he told me I was a good boy. I asked him could I cum and he slapped me. "NO TALKING". He turned his body backwards and asked my to throat fuck him and choke him at the same time. I'm not to stop until I cum. I kept going and could hear him gagging, every time he smacked my ass I was to let go of his throat. It wasn't long, and my load flowed freely down his throat. He kept sucking, every last drop. He got up and kissed me, it was 2:30am, I was supposed to get up in half an hour. I told him I need to get back to my room. We exchanged numbers and I left. I walked back to my room, with the cum slowly dripping out my ass staining my underwear. It was my only pair so I had to wear these cum soaked underwear on the plane the next day. TO BE CONTINUED

Big turn on for me to see my bottom in pain and sucking it up because they know their place is under Me receiving my cock and cum. Faggots would be rejecting their call in life if they don’t do ANYTHING to get a Man’s load. My job is to get hard and enjoy their holes. Their job is to present their hole and let me enjoy. If they do a good job they get my cum as a reward. I care only if I have a long term thing with the bottom but only in that if he gets hurt badly it would disable him for further use until he is healed. So I will use MY sub rough but not too rough. He would need to be ready for more use as soon as I am done with the first load up

Easy: 1. Smile. Say thank you and how much you need good dick like the one he has 2. don’t look anxious looking for the next load. Take your time with the top that just gave you a load. 3. reach out to your top a couple of days later. Let him know you thought of the other day and let him know you are available for more breedings from him. 4. since I am a Dominant Top, I enjoy a bottom who -no matter how rough I used him- he is gentle and affectionate to Me. That will get me hooked. if you want the Top back, do what you can to give him as much pleasure as possible. To Me, it means a lot when the bottom looks for ways to make me enjoy his hole as much as possible. Maybe gently (gently!!) squeezing my cock as I am shooting, cleaning with his mouth after, telling me how great it was, etc.

We left the restaurant and beelined to the closest bathhouse. We rented a double bed room. I'm not sure why Hubby insisted on this. As I expected we really didn't spend any time in it. The sling was empty so I went directly there and climbed aboard. Hubby began humping me bareback to send a clear message. My ass was available for breeding. When we had attracted an audience of three or four Hubby pulled out tapped in a beer bellied average looking 50ish guy with a smallish dick. Again he was sending a message. 'No load refused ',and for my part he was right. As beer belly rutted my ass Hubby headed off on a mission that I knew nothing about. After ten minutes I received load fourteen for my day, the only goal I knew of for this bathhouse visit. Hubby circled and weaved through the maze of hallways. He checked every open door looking for one very particular guy, really any guy with a biohazard tattoo. This turned out to be a needle in a haystack search which took so long that four more guys had pumped and bred my dripping ass. I was warn out by my extra active day and ready to climb out of the sling and head on home. About that time Hubby was also ready to give up on his quest. That's when he saw his mark signing in at the front desk. This guys cocky banter with the staff, his impish confident grin, his mop of wild curls all captured Hubby's attention. From a discrete distance Hubby watched as this curly headed male magnet found his locker and stripped. He was not ripped but certainly fit with broad shoulders and a bubble butt. The generous painting of eclectic tattoos covering his body and limbs announced a free spirit celebrating his unique path in life. Just before wrapping a towel around his middle he turned and faced Hubby. That's when Hubby caught a quick glimpse of a beautiful five inch flaccid dick and above that peaking through closely cropped pubic hair ... a four inch biohazard tattoo. Curly caught Hubby staring, smiled and winked at my man. He made a pointing motion toward the biohazard tattoo and mouthed 'This?' Hubby nodded. Curly mouthed 'You got a room?' Hubby walked past Curly quietly saying, "Follow me." In our room and door closed Curly had both towels on the floor, naked bodies entwined and his tongue down Hubby's throat. Hubby gladly reciprocated. Curly effortlessly spun Hubby around leaned him against the wall and had his raw cock head poking Hubby's hole before he spoke; "I'm assuming you are prelubed." Hubby; "Ah... actually I'm not. But I..." Curly interrupted; "Spit works." Hubby; "No ... well wait..." Curly; "Forget that,I'm fucking and breeding your handsome ass man." Forcefully turning to face Curly Hubby spoke. "As great as that sounds I actually scoped you out for my lover. But first, can I ask about this tattoo. " Curly; "The biohazard." Hubby; "Yeah, are really hazardous, toxic?" Curly; "Never been medicated, huge fuckin viral load which I'm about to plough deep into your fuckin negative ass. " Hubby's head spun as he was turned back and Curly's cock penetrated his dry ass. The humping fuck had already started in earnest. Through increasing pain Hubby managed to cry out; "Fuck man. You can have my ass; but, I need to clean out, we need lube, and my partner needs your first toxic load." Curly; "Yeah? He's probably on PrEP. No, I prefer to claim tops like you bud." Hubby; "Fuck! I promise you will; but, I want my lover to take your first toxic load. He's had at least thirteen loads today, two probably poz, he's not on PrEP. I want to see you fuck and breed him, knock him up. Then you can finish violating my negative ass. And no, I'm not on PrEP either." Curly pulled his nine inch rock hard fuck probe out; "Hmm, sounds interesting. Where is this cum whore pig husband of your's?" Hubby; "In the sling." Curly grabbed Hubby by the arm and toed him to the sling. Their healthy erections leading the way on full display for all to see. A three hundred pound bear was unloading in me when they arrived in all their naked glory. The bear pulled out and Curly was feltching my ass in a flash. Even quicker he spat on Hubby's cock and pushed it into my stretched hole. Just as quickly six inches of Curly's cock was impaled in Hubby. He whispered in Hubby's ear; "I'm going to watch as you breed your last negative load into your husband. And don't get any ideas, I'm not giving up this front row seat 'til your guts are swimming with my poison." Although he had been whispering I heard every word and my cock hardened with way more vigor than I thought I had left in me. Me to Hubby; "Does he know you're not on PrEP?" Curly; "Sure do bud. Knew your hubby wanted me to poz his top ass the moment I saw him staring at my biohazard tattoo." Me; "Fuckin A man! From the pain on his face I'd guess you're fucking him without lube, tearing his guts to peices so your poison shoots right into his blood stream." Curly; "Fuckin right man!" Hubby panting; "I wanted you to be first lover..." Me; "Ripp him apart, then breed him deep. Fuck Hubby, this is way better! I'll never forget watching you get fuckin pozed while pounding me. Fuckin A breeder, you getting close? Don't hold back. Cum in Hubby's ass! Poz his top guts!" Curly to Hubby; "I need to blow man. Where do you want this toxic load?" Resigned Hubby spoke. "Cum in me, poz my ass man. It's time."

Home Depot bathroom, 5 minutes. Was picking up something, can't remember what and turned down an aisle. Up walked this slice of hot daddy and his wife. As I got closer I recognized him as a guy who'd bred me a few times over the summer. He blanched after his initial big smile. I acted like I had no clue who he was, but he saw me walk towards the bathrooms. I waited at the door of the furthest stall with my shorts hanging off my ass and in he walked 5 seconds later. He pushed me into the stall as he undid hid pants. He was already rock hard. He spit on my hole and then on his dick. He pumped me a few times then shot his load. As he was grunting in my ear he said "Thanks for not outing me to my wife." I responded. "Anytime, Daddy. I don't care that you're married. Just that you're hard." He still hits me up every month or so and it's always a good fuck!

PART ONE My name is David and I’m an athletic 20 y/o straight guy. Correction: I thought I was!!! I used to spend my weekends hanging out with my girlfriend, but now I spend them lying in a sling getting gangbanged and getting my as filled up with loads of cum. I knew my GF since I was 9 y/o and I thought that I was in love with her, so I didn’t explore my sexuality. In one night I was converted all thanks to some white crystals. It all started a few months ago when my GF and I broke up because she was fucking another guy. To be honest… I felt relieved. Finally I could also spend time with my friends in the weekends. Not that I hardly see them; 7 years ago we started a Parkour (free-running) team after we saw some YouTube vids about it, so you could find us after classes or work at the park or by the abandoned parking garage practicing our moves and jumps. My best friend is Brian, he’s 18 y/o (nearly 19) and coincidently also the younger brother of my ex GF. Brian was a bit different than the rest. When he became 16 he started in the weekends by staying out all night, no one knew where he was. His parents grounded him but without any effect; he just sneaked out when he had the change. He always came home after a few days, so after a while his parents gave up. Around the same I also saw that he had a few tattoos on his body. My first weekend as a free man was coming up so I asked Brian if he wanted to hang out. He told me that his parents weren’t home that weekend so we could do whatever we liked. So later that evening I went over to Brian’s house. Brian opened the door shirtless. I could see that he had a lot more tattoos on his toned body than when I saw them for the first time. ‘Is your sis also home?’, I asked. ‘She’s out and probably won’t come home tonight. So don’t worry!’ he replied. We watched a movie, but I was keeping an eye on the door; I didn’t want to see her cheating face. ‘Dude, relax! Be glad that you’re a free man. Time to start living!’, said Brian. ‘You’re right! But I’m not as laid back as you!’, I replied. He asked ‘Wanna smoke some weed?’. ‘No! I tried that once and became ill’, I answered. ‘In that case… I have something else that doesn’t make you ill… and it will also help you relax’, Brian said. I wanted to say ‘No’ but Brian interrupted me: ‘What did I just said… live a bit!’. ‘Trust me!’, he added. I smiled and nodded. He came back with a burner and a glass pipe with a bowl on the end. He got a bag with a small amount of white crystals and he loaded the contents of the bag in the bowl. The he heated the bowl with the burner and took a deep hit. After 10 seconds he exhaled and said ‘Up for it?’. I nodded. Brian heated the bowl and placed the pipe at my mouth. I followed his instructions and inhaled deep and kept it in for about 10 seconds. ‘You have to take 4 more hits’ Brian said. After the fourth I could feel my body relax. I gave the pipe back to Brian and he also took 5 deep hits. A warm glow went thru my body. ‘When the heat gets to much it’s best to take of your shirt!’ Brian said. ‘Isn’t necessary I think!’, I replied. But a few minutes later I took my shirt off. ‘Shall I switch the movie to some porn?’, Brian asked. ‘Sounds good’, I replied. I felt horny as hell and started rubbing my cock thru my shorts. I saw that Brian got the pipe and took some hits, he than he handed over the pipe and I also took some hits. Brian pulled down his shorts and started to stroke his cock. ‘You don’t mind, do you?!’ he asked. I replied by doing the same. It wasn’t hard to miss that Brian’s cock was larger than my 8 inches. ‘Damn! I knew that my cock was large but yours is even bigger!’, I said. ’Just under 10 inches’, he replied. After stroking our own cocks for 20 minutes I asked for another hit. Brian replied: ‘Sorry dude, we used up the small amount I had!’. ‘Too bad! I made me feel so hot and submissive!’, I replied. ‘We can get some more!’, he said. I looked at Brian. He continued: ‘Friends of mine always have enough, so we can pick up some there. It’s only a 10 minute drive when we take your car’. ‘Don’t they mind?’, I asked. ‘No they won’t… so let’s go… the quicker we go, the quicker we’re back!’, Brian said. So I grabbed my car keys and we drove to Brian’s friends. We arrived at an apartment building. We walked inside, the doorman and Brian greeted each other. When we stepped in to the elevator Brian typed a code on the keypad and pressed the button for the penthouse floor. When we stepped out of the elevator we enter a hallway. At the end we came in a huge living room. Brian cut across towards an other hall, I followed him. We came at a door and I could here loud music and muffled voices coming from behind it. ‘Wait here!’, Brian said. He entered the room, but forgot to fully close the door. I heard moaning and other strange noises. I started to get curious and pushed the door a bit more open so I could see what was happening. I saw naked men fucking and sucking other men. I saw a young guy (18-19 y/o) laying in a sling with his wristed tied behind his back. A black guy with a huge cock walked towards the guy. He rubbed some spit on his cock and started to enter that small white ass. When young guy started to moan louder the black guy took the boys nipples between his fingers and started to pinch and pull them. The moans got louder and louder as the black cock sank deeper and deeper until his cock was fully inside the moaning guy. At that same moment the door opened and Brian and another guy stood in front of me. ‘Are you enjoying the view?’, he said. I stuttered while trying to say ‘No’. ‘Dude your dick is telling us a different story’, said the guy besides Brian. I looked down and saw that my cock was pitching a tent in my shorts and there was also a wet stain where my dick oozed pre-cum. ‘Don’t feel ashamed for liking what you see. I’m not ashamed for it either.”, said Brian. ‘Know you know what I was doing in the weekends’, he said laughing. ‘Come in… no one will bite you!’, said the other guy. I walked in and saw that the other guy was Brians older brother Chris. Chris is 25 y/o and his ripped body is covered in tattoos. His nipples are pierced and he has a huge cock with a PA piercing. Brian hands me a pipe. To calm my nerves I take several deep hits. When I give the pipe back to him I see that Brian already took of his clothes. ‘There’s only one of us overdressed’, Brian said while pulling down my shorts. Chris pulls up my shirt over my head. Brian stands in front of me and looks me deep in my eyes. His hand starts to stroke my hard cock. I become mesmerized. Our faces come closer, our lips touch and we start to kiss. I never felt like this before and I don’t want it to end. He did a step back and said: ‘You said that the Tina makes you horny and submissive. Are you willing to open yourself for new feelings and ideas? Are you willing to give yourself to me and to do whatever I say no questions asked? Do you thrust me?’. ‘YES, YES, YES’ I answered unknowing what to come. ‘Drink this’, Brian said. ‘What is it’. I asked. ‘It’s something called G… it’s to relax you… After this no questions anymore, remember?!’, Brian said. I nodded. I went to sit down and saw how the black guy was pounding the young guy in the sling harder and harder. With a loud roar he rammed his cock as deep as he could and started to shake. ‘That’s Devon and his loads are huge… Go and take a closer look!”, says Chris. I walk towards the sling and see how Devon pulls out his cock. The asshole of the young guy stays open and pulsates while slowly a stream of cum start to ooze out. ‘Your cock likes it… why don’t you put yours in so you can feel how a sloppy cum hole feels?’, says Devon. I move towards the ass and slide my cock inside. The feeling is incredible and not to explain. Brain takes place behind me, his hand goes around my waist and slides besides my cock in the ass. When it’s inside it wraps around my cock and begins to stroke my cock. The feeling of being jerked off inside some ones ass is mind-blowing. The bottom and I start moan in sync. Brian start to jerk harder and faster. I feel my cock swell up inside and with a loud roar I shoot my first load in a boys ass. Brian and I pull out and kiss. Then Brian takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. ‘I’m going to show you how you clean your ass… because I only fuck clean asses… you want to feel this cock inside you? Yes you do! Because you said you would give yourself to me!!’, Brian said with a grin. I smiled and nodded. When I was clean I could feel that I was getting woozy from the drink. Brian orders me to lay in the sling. ‘When you’re in the sling a pipe isn’t very handy… so we a better way… stick out your arm and trust me!’, said Brian. I do as asked and stick out my arm. Chris takes a shoelace and ties off my arm. Before I realize it I feel a needle in my arm and see how the contents of the syringe disappears in my vein. ‘Enjoy the trip!’, says Chris while he looses the shoelace. I feel the T shooting thru my veins which makes me cough. And while I feel myself glide into a state of pure trance I hear Chris say ‘I gave him an extra dose to make him totally brainwash him and turn him in to a toxic cum whore’. The only thing I remember is begging to get my ass filled with cock and me pleading to be turned in to a toxic cum whore. I woke up from my trance a few hours later with a sloppy cum as like the other young guy. The young guy was laying beside me. He was wearing glasses this time. I recognized him as a guy from my class. ‘The next time the dose will be normal… that way you can feel it all when you get fucked by Devon”, said the guy. ‘Did I got fucked by Devon?’, I said. ‘Yes! Brian even fisted his cum deeper inside you!’ he replied. I was in shock. ‘They filmed everything so you can watch it… so you can see what they are going to do to you next week!’, he added. ‘Don’t think that there will be a next time!’, I said. ‘Yes you will, that empty feeling in your ass will get more and more until you beg to be filled! I was converted last year and I haven’t missed a party since! Their toxic DNA is flowing in your blood now. Your one of us!” he says. ‘One of you?’, I asked. ‘Hey guys, he didn’t discover the band-aid just above his cock!’, he shouts. ‘We all got a biohazard tattoo with the text “POZ BROTHER” above it. We all have one!’, he continued. Slowly the result of my actions set in and the harder I thought about it the hornier I got. My ass started to tingle, I know now that the empty feeling only will get worser, so I asked out loud ‘Can some one please fill my ass again?’. ‘Later… we first going to show you on bigscreen what you missed! So you know what where going to do to you next time!’, said Chris laughing. TO BE CONTINUED!

Part 1 The bar was its usual buzz for a Saturday night. I chatted briefly with a few friends as I made my way through the moderately sized crowd to the bar. Randy the bartender had seen me come in and had a gin and tonic waiting for me. Creeping up on thirty, he’d been a staple behind the bar for a number of years now. Tall with dark brown wavy hair, a handsome face that always had a welcoming smile, and nice body, he was generally the most popular bartender in the place. I remembered his premiere weekend here, the fresh meat in the lion’s den, one of the many college students who got into the place on the “Under 21” policy that allowed them to hang in the bar but could not order alcohol. That certainly didn’t stop others from surreptitiously feeding them cocktails here and there, though. I’ll admit I like them young. Fresh faces and ass relatively new to the scene. I’m 56, my hair having turned silver over a decade ago, I had never outgrown my preference for the newbies. Not your basic twink, mind you — no, I preferred the ones who were masculine, had some definition to them, and were studying. Intelligence was a must for me. And if they were a bit uncertain of themselves, shy with limited experience, that just turned me on more. Randy had been that boy about nine years ago. The fresh face, going to the local state university, and feeling his way around the gay community. Not surprisingly he’d been immensely popular, as the newbies usually are. It took me more than a month to groom him, talking casually when he appeared at the bar, talking about his studies while I shared insights from my own business. I didn’t rush it. I preferred for them to show interest in me. One night Randy started to get more touchy-feely than he’d been in his first month, tentatively making body contact, standing shoulder to shoulder at the bar. I knew the subtle signals and cashed in my chips that night. I took Randy, the intelligent, curious business student and amateur college athlete I’d been grooming for weeks, and turned him into a moaning, writhing bundle of hot face and muscle that pleaded for me to breed him. You see, that’s what I really get off on. Taking a young stud and turning him into my play thing; stripping away his self-control and straight-laced façade, and molding him into a cum-hungry repository for my seed. Randy was just one of hundreds of these conquests. I scooped my drink off the bar, Randy taking a moment to flirt with me before another patron demanded attention. He’d been one of my regular fuck boys that first year, coaxing him out of his inhibitions, teaching him that he was really a cumdump. Too bad he had aged out for me, but they all did. Turning away from the bar, I started scanning the faces. There were of course many I knew, some friends, others conquests — the benefits of living near the state’s flagship university. I made eye contact with Colby, a tall, cute policy sci student who had given himself to me last weekend — or maybe it was the weekend before. He’d been a “last call” boy, his friends having either hooked up or left for the night. Colby was lingering, clearly horny and needing someone to take him. I smiled at the sheepishness he showed tonight as he furtively smiled then looked away. Not an unusual reaction from these boys; not wanting their friends to know they’d surrendered to a notorious whore. Colby hadn’t been so sheepish when I recently took him up to my loft. I own the gallery next to the bar in the city’s artist district, and live in the loft above that. Very convenient. Colby had been at the bar a few weeks ago, hanging with a group of friends. Colby was playing his usual hard-to-get game that night, and over-played his hand with another college student who picked up someone else instead. Colby was among the last boys standing at last call, clearly wanting to go home with someone. I snatched him just as the lights were coming up for the night. He was feeling the influence of the cocktails he’d been smuggled during the night — he was one of the few boys I didn’t have to buy drinks for — and his attitude had given way to his horniness. I got him out of his clothes right away, and had him get onto all fours atop my coffee table. His body was even better than I had expected, and I was turned on displaying him on the table. I fed him my ample Italian cock, coaching him through our entire encounter. “That’s it, Colby. Suck daddy’s cock long and slow. No, slower. You’re milking it, not making it cum right away. My cum is going in your other hole. Good boy. Now slide your mouth all the way down the shaft. All the way, I said! Take it. Take it!” I pulled a couple small bottles out of a drawer in the table. I unscrewed the tiny cap on one and put it under Colby’s nose. “Inhale. It’s fine. They’re just poppers, nothing to be afraid of. Do it again, but inhale for real this time. There you go.” Colby’s cock sucking became more voracious as the poppers took him, and I reached back to his ass and gently probed his fresh hole. I didn’t know much about this one; I’d picked him up because it was gonna be convenient and I planned to get off. His hole was tight — very tight. “That’s a tight hole, boy. Has it been fucked before?” “ A couple times.” “By a man? Or just school boys?” “Just guys my age.” His admission made my heart pump faster. “Just so you know, I don’t take loads,” he said urgently. “No worries,” I said, playfully rubbing my hand through his hair while I continued to massage his tight ass. It was amusing when these newbies tried to set the expectations for our encounter. This wasn’t really a negotiation, but it wasn’t time to take the decision away from him. I pulled my cock out of his mouth and got behind him, gently probing his tender hole with my thumb. Then I slid my tongue inside him. He let out a deep moan. I inserted my tongue deeper, spreading his cheeks with both my hands. I spread lube into his hole, fingering it deeper, feeling his sphincter tighten around my thick finger. “Pick up the bottle of poppers and take. Two more hits. That’s it. Much better. Deep breaths. That’s it, Colby. They make you feel so good, don’t they?” “Yeah,” he replied quietly, starting to move his hips so his ass stretched on my fingers. I felt his sphincter twitch and relax. “Good boy. This is why you came here tonight. Isn’t it?” he didn’t answer. I fled two fingers deep inside his hole, probing, massaging his prostate. He groaned with pleasure. He’d probably never been finger fucked like this before. “Tell me,” I said firmly. “Why did you come here tonight?” “To get fucked“ he admitted meekly. I knew this wasn’t how he envisioned his night going when he’d left his dorm room. He’d had dreams of finding a boyfriend tonight in the bar, and awkwardly making love for the first time together. All these newbies did. But here he was, naked on a coffee table, his ass in the hands of a master. He was feeling submissive, wrestling with this new experience, trying to resist it, but desperately wanting to totally give himself over to it. I stood behind him, lathering my long cock with lube. Colby was on all fours in front of me, waiting. Hoping. I put the head of my cock against his hole. He tightened up, but I gently massaged the head up and down. “Just feel that,” I coached him. “Feel the warmth against your hole. There’s nothing better. There’s nothing you want more than this right now. Take another hit of poppers.” I could hear the tell-tale sound of him huffing. I heard him moan softly. I entered with a steady pressure, pushing his anxious hole open, and filling him with my cock. Colby tensed with the shock most newbies experience when first being entered. I waited for it to subside, then. Slowly began. Working my cock deep inside him. “Feel that, Colby. Feel daddy’s cock inside you. This is what you needed, isn’t it?” “Yes, daddy,” he whimpered. I started using longer strokes, looking down to watch my cock gliding in and out of the moaning youngster. He’d had dick inside him before, but this was the first time he was taking an experienced fuck. I love watching my dick go in and out of a fresh hole, so I left Colby in that position the entire time. I started to pound the boy. I felt my balls slapping against his smooth ass. “You feel those balls slapping against your ass, boy?” “Oh my gawd yes!” Colby started. Bucking. His ass against my cock, trying to drive it in even deeper. “That’s it, Colby. Ride daddy’s big dick. Show me how much you want it.” I reached down and grabbed a handful of his curly hair, pulling his head back. “Feel that man cock filling you.” “It’s so fucking good,” he whimpered. I pounded colby’s young ass. He whimpered, moaned, and even begged a few times for more. Like many others before him, colby had submitted himself to my addy cock. Whatever thoughts he had about setting expectations were gone. He was mine. I had control of the young stud. I pounded him long and hard in the pale light. I watched my cock working his hole. I started to feel the pressure inside building. “I’m getting close, boy. It’s almost time. For your breeding.” Colby said nothing; he just kept moaning. I grinned to myself. “That’s it, boy. That’s it. You’ve earned this.” Colby pushed his ass back onto my cock more vigorously. Instinctively he could feel what was coming next. He turned to look over his shoulder at me. “Yeah, boy. It’s coming. You know you want it!” Silently Colby rode me. The anticipation was tightening around us, and both our breathing was more labored. I was trying to hold back the fury in my balls, relishing the anticipation. Colby was desperate for what I was about to give him. Finally I couldn’t hold it back any longer, and I erupted. My load flooded Colby, drowning his insides. “Oh my fuck!” he yelled, seemingly feeling the rush inside him. My body was shaking with the release, and Colby shuddered knowing that he had taken his very first load. I leaned my upper body against his back, feeling the cool sweat on our skin. Colby’s breeding cherry was mine; he had my cum spreading side him, marking him as mine. He’d always remember his first breeding. Colby spent the night, rather than trying to pull himself together after the pounding he’d taken. Throughout the night I could feel Colby reach back and massage my big balls. Each time he did, my cock would swell again. I spent most of the night with a raging hard on. Colby would occasionally grind his ass against my dick, seeking reassurance that it was still there. It was still early morning when I felt aroused and energetic enough to do something about it. I rolled the half-asleep Colby onto his stomach, letting my body hover over his naked backside, my ample cock slowly move back and forth across his young ass. He stirred. Colby was waking up, realizing where he was and what he’d submitted to last night. I could see in his eyes he knew who I was, and was already plotting a surreptitious exit so no one would see him leaving the whore’s building. Now was the moment to act if he had any hope of escaping. “I should go — uhhhhhhhhh. Uhhhhhh. Uhhhhhhhh!” My cock was deep inside him. His groans were instant and so gratifying. I felt all his power and determination to leave dissipate with those three long, deep thrusts. He unconsciously spread his legs wider to take my thrusting cock, his body craving more of me. I fucked him spread eagle on the bed, the grunts slightly muffled in the thick mattress. I flipped him onto his back, wanting him to see me at work. I could tell the seeds of regret were already implanted in his head. He would lie to his friends, hiding three truths. First, that he had been mounted by a notorious whore that they’d cautioned him about. Second, that he’d been bred for the very first time in his life by that same whore. And third — and perhaps the most damning truth — was that he had wanted it all so badly. Colby was again moaning like a little bitch, his long body draped across my bed in supplication. His green eyes were becoming more desperate, silently pleading for more but also to be released from his uncontrollable desire. “Fuck me,” he whispered. “Please fuck me.” I had him where I wanted him. “You want more seed, don’t you boy?” Colby tried to resist answering. I could see the struggle in his face. He’d been conditioned to say no. He’d been taught not to do this. But he wanted it. He NEEDED it! “Please…..” was all he could muster. His face suddenly looked so young, so innocent. This was his first submission, and it both thrilled and terrified him. I’m sure I had a malicious grin on my face. His ankles in the palms of my hands, I spread his long legs wider, his knees even with his hips, opening his ass wider, and letting him take in the full view of my upper body dominating him. I started pounding his tender hole. He’d be sore tonight, jerking off to the memory of this moment. I locked eyes with his, silently communicating to him what was about to happen. He knew. I could see it in his eyes. The sound of my balls slamming. Against his young skin faded; I felt their heavy weight implode as my seed pulsed up through my cock. The boy felt it too; he held his breath in anticipation of it. I reached down and tightly squeezed his long cock in one hand. Colby gasped as the unexpected sensitive seized him. He felt my cock swell inside him for the second time. “Please….” He whispered again. Grabbing both his thighs I pumped into his buttery hole hard. My cock exploded inside him like a rocket, spewing my seed deep inside Colby’s hungry ass. He could feel it. “Oh fuck! Oh, fucking breed me!” he pleaded. “Oh fuck, yeah…. Give me that seed!” I kept pumping slowly, relishing the feeling of my thick cum lubricating my cock inside the youngster. I reached down and squeezed Colby’s cock again, giving it a hard tug. The boy was pushed over the threshold, his own load gushing across his smooth abs. Colby was panting from the exertion. So was I. I settled down on top of his naked body, enjoying the moment. I doubted he would be back anytime soon — I could see the seeds of shame in his eyes. At the very least, it would be awhile before he could admit this was what he wanted. He’d struggle with the question: if I was the cumdump for a notorious whore, what does that make me? He’d be desperate to make certain no one ever knew what he’d done in my loft. I came out of my reminiscence, walking past Colby in the bar. There were quite a few people here tonight, and I expect to see a few of my boys. And hopefully score a new one — maybe two. [If you’re enjoying this start to the story, let me know by tapping the blue heart or a message. A little encouragement goes a long way when writing these. Thanks!]

In this day and age with the hookup apps, online websites and Doublelist, (God, I miss Craigslist) any big city should be excellent. The most important factor is being in an area that has lots of foot or car traffic. Easy, quick access. And most of all, elevators that don't require a keycard. I always avoid the larger hotels or chains. They normally have elevator security. Or locked entry doors after 11pm or Midnight. I like some of the cheaper motels with outside room entrances. Makes it easy for guys to park at your door. Or Uber right to your door. No nosey hotel staff to walk past. Makes for quick and easy anonymous "in and out" service. In NYC, I like Midtown/Hells Kitchen area. But, getting a hotel a few blocks away from Times Sq. makes it easier. Or near the gay areas of town. Las Vegas is great. But stay away from the big hotels on the strip. They're difficult for locals and people staying at different hotels to get to you quickly and easily. Especially, now that so many Vegas hotels charge for parking. Military base towns are great. I've had great luck in San Diego and Norfolk, Virginia, near the Naval Bases. New Orleans is awesome! Ft. Lauderdale, West Hollywood and Hollywood, San Francisco, Chicago have all been great to me. In Europe, I've had great luck in Amsterdam, Berlin, Cologne, Paris and London. As always, just make sure it's easy access for your "guests". I use the same system that someone explained in great detail, earlier in this post, of using Gaffers Tape or Duct Tape and old room cards to cover the door latch holes. I find just leaving the door cracked open brings a knock from hotel maids and hotel security to alert you that your door is unsecured. That's another reason for not staying at a larger hotel that may have a super sophisticated security system, that alerts hotel security that your door is unsecured. There's nothing I love more than being ass up, face down in a hotel room as guy after guy anonymously comes, cums and goes all night long. Have fun!

My dick is thicker than normal and I love the pleasure it gives me. My sub is tighter than a usual cumdump who tend to be more loose so I cum a lot from using him and my orgasms are more intense.

That’s how I like it. No better way to show submission than accepting your role as a hole for a Man to unload in and do it lovingly. Usually after I get that kind of response I use the fag again, if I have the time. Def would look forward using him again in the future, as it means he understands his place.

After playing with a fuck buddy last night, I decided to get one more load on the way home and stopped off at this guy who sometimes gives me a quick pump and dump load. This time he said he wanted to invite some others over to breed me too, so I stayed a bit longer. Four loads in my cunt later and I finally headed home. I was still super horny later in the day so I lined up two guys to come over - waited for my boyfriend to go meet a friend and then let them in to our apartment one after the other to dump their loads in me. I had to go meet a friend after, but managed to swing by one more guy on my way out. Spent the next few hours walking around the city with loads from eight strangers leaking out my hole.

Almost breathless Curly spoke; "You're damn right it's fuckin time. Cuuuummmin ... fuuuuuuccck... loaden your guts man ... blasting my poison load deep!" Simultaneously Hubby; "Oh, oohh, ooooh my God. Frickin knocking me up you bastard. You're pozing my sorry ass ... fuuuuuuccck .... fuck ... oooph. I'm cumming lover ... take my last negative load. Gonna be pozing you from now on. No fuckin way you're going on PrEP now. No fuckin way!" Me at the same time; "Love it Hubby. Sooo fuuuuuuccck, Argh ... Argh ... fuck just shot my wad. I think it hit the wall!" Curly pulled out of Hubby and licked the cum off the wall. With Hubby now out of me Curly spit my cum in as lube and was up my fuck shoot calling to the audience; "One of you homos better get in my hole with your raw cock. Fuck me on to knock up this negative ass. We don't want this couple to be sero-discordant now do we?" Me; "Yeah man, fuck me silly! Give me what you gave Hubby. Poz me, knock me up." It took three guys breeding his ass before he filled what space I had left with his super charged load. Three more strangers bred me after that bringing my load count to twenty two that day. Hubby and I debated going for PNP the next day; but, I was really ready to be poz. Hubby really wanted to go to the clinic but decided he might as well join me, on one condition. If by some miracle he converted and I didn't, I would promise to not go on PrEP. I had no intention of giving up the excitement of highly risky sex so had no trouble making or keeping my promise. Three weeks later Hubby fell deep into fuck flu. Within the week the clinic confirmed his poz status. To our great surprise I would have to follow through on our promise. Cum slut bottom that I was I had somehow dodged the bullet. Actually I had taken the toxic cum bullet but it had refused to lodge in my blood stream. Go figure. Over the next six months Hubby pumped his highly toxic loads into my bottle brush prepared ass at least four times per week. I was getting bred by Dr. McSteamy, Sam the janitor and a few other staff and anonymous visitors during work at the hospital. I even attended a pozing orgy where I took highly charged loads from five different tops in the course of three hours. Stubbornly I kept getting negative test results. Hubby was growing suspicious that I might have broken my promise to him and was sneaking PrEP behind his back. I was getting desperate. By now I was consumed by converting. I found myself spending hours researching the internet. Finally I came across a likely solution to my desperation. I didn't tell Hubby, just planned a weeks vacation for myself. I was going to a ranch with a trupple of gifters who specialized in hard conversion cases like mine.

Part 5 - On Display James was on all fours on the blanket the instant Martin released his grip. His athletic body stretched into the pose with ease, showing off the tight abs, solid shoulders, and athletically tapered waist. Martin watched him get into position, then Liam dutifully started to popper the young man up. James lifted his ass toward Martin, his balls dangling in the breeze beneath his sweet hole. The hot rush of the poppers rolled through James’ body. It felt like warm, bubbling water rushing through his insides, across his abs, then his ass, down his thighs, and then back along his calves into his feet and toes. His heart was pounding. He started to move his mouth toward Liam’s long dick, but Liam met him halfway, gagging him in his enthusiasm. James was trying to get control of the blow job when he felt the hot, firm pressure against his hole. Martin had generously lubed his hole while blowing him, and his ass was suddenly very hungry for cock. Martin slid all the way inside him, filling him with the heat of raw cock. James heard himself moan around Liam’s dick, and his body filled with immense satisfaction at being taken by both these men. A weird thought flashed in his head – I’m young enough to be either one of their son. That thought excited him further, and he groaned as Liam and Martin fully spit roast him in the dunes. He was in heaven! Martin was enjoying putting on a show. There were seven or eight people watching from close by. James’ hot body was displayed on all fours with he and Liam bookending him. He almost laughed at the thought ‘the creamy middle of the cookie.’ And creamy was exactly how Martin planned to leave James. He started fucking with long, deep strokes, the sound of skin slapping against skin obvious even outdoors. He hadn’t fucked in the dunes in many years – he’d probably been around James’ age –and was feeling the thrill of being watched while he used a hot boy’s ass. A few of the men watching had pulled out their dicks and were jerking off to the live porn. James felt a sharp slap on his ass that sent a lightning bolt through his body, adding to the thrill he was already feeling. He was being pounded outdoors with guys watching! His old boyfriend was controlling and would have been horrified to see him showing off his body for others, let alone being fucked. Martin’s raw cock was intoxicating, making him feel so full and energized. He felt the hot hardness gliding in and out of his waiting ass, the bigger thrusts pushing him deeper onto Liam’s dick in his mouth. He was trying not to choke, and was hoping to get Liam’s dick out of his mouth, but Liam had put it back in each time. James knew he had lost control of the situation, and that turned him on. He had Martin’s raw cock in his ass, and started craving his load. He wanted Martin to leave part of himself inside when he was done. I know I shouldn’t – he’s poz. But he’s already bred me this week, so what does another load matter? But because of Liam’s cock stuffed in his mouth, he couldn’t tell Martin how much wanted his load again. Martin buried his dick deep inside James’ velvety ass, then pulled out and started shifting his legs from kneeling to get on his feet and crouch behind the young piece of ass. James sat back a little, using the moment to escape from Liam’s cock in his mouth, and look back at Martin. Martin saw a pleading in those young eyes. “What do you need, James? What is it you really, REALLY want right now?” James was breathing heavily. “I want you to load my ass!” “Fuck yeah, boy. You need my poz load inside you.” “I really need it!” Martin looked down at James’ waiting hole, “I can feel your ass begging for it.” Martin thrust forward, hard, burying his dick deep. James winced and grunted, but did not shy away or try to escape the sudden penetration. He arched his back, making his ass more available to the older top. Martin grinned maliciously and mounted him from above; James grunted and moaned as Martin drilled his ass in a new way. “Fuck yeah, you’re gonna be pozzed in front of all these guys.” James felt another thrill go through him. He was being used in public. He never thought he would be into this – he may have even been judgy about it in the past. But now that he was on display and being used for everyone’s pleasure, he understood the addiction. He felt Martin’s cock drilling into his ass, the head banging against his prostate. He was bucking backward to claim every inch of Martin. Martin felt the rush going through his body as he pounded ass, the pressure building again inside his cock. He could feel their audience’s anticipation. Finally he let it go, his toxic juices spewing deep into that hot young ass. He let out a sorta bellow mixed with grunts as he kept pumping his dick in the tight hole, and he could see his own cock lathered in his seed. His legs trembled a bit as his upper body spasmed. He let his dick slip out as he took a step back and stood up, stretching his screaming leg muscles. He watched as James collapsed into a half-curled position, his ass still raised to the air, panting from his own exertion. Martin grabbed both ass cheeks and spread them wide; the young hole was lathered in cream. James rolled onto his side, looking up at Martin. “Oh my gawd. That was amazing.” He was still breathing heavy. “I didn’t want it to stop it was so good.” “You’re not done yet,” Liam said from the side, stepping onto the blanket and kneeling in front of James. He was stroking his long cock, slicking it with fresh lube. “You have at least one more load to take.” He looked at the crowd gathered round them. “Any takers?” Liam asked the crowd. A bit of panic started to seize James. “I will,” came a familiar voice. Kenneth stepped up, his dick hard and curved upward. “Roger’s not the only one who can fuck bare,” he said quietly, probably more so to himself, as he knelt down on the blanket. James felt himself rolled onto his back by Liam’s strong arms. He was still riding the emotional high from Martin, and the world felt somewhat surreal to him in the moment. He was aware the older blonde was repositioning him on the blanket, but wasn’t sure what to do about it. He felt the cool glass of a small bottle shoved into his nostril and the other one being pinched off. “Take a good, long hit. Just do it,” Liam commended. A renewed rush was just begun to fill him when he saw Kenneth between his legs and the familiar pressure of a hard cock at his hole. I don’t think I want this, he thought, but the unformed words disappeared from his lips as Kenneth stimulated his prostate. A small whimper was all the sound he made. James was flat on his back, looking up at the sky; oddly he realized he was still wearing sunglasses. “Just relax,” Martin said from somewhere beside him. “This is what you want.” Kenneth plunged his dick down into the waiting hole. He signed deeply, satisfied that he was going to have the younger man’s ass after all. Kenneth fucked James with a steady rhythm. His style was noticeably different than Martin’s and lacked any of the thrilling energy. It was pleasurable, but nothing amazing. Still James moaned softly, Kenneth’s cock starting to feel better in his hole than it first had. He looked down the length of his body, seeing Kenneth is a slightly new way. His body was decent looking, with some hair across his pecs and running down to his bellybutton. His moppy hair fell in his eyes as he fucked. He started to move his pelvis side to side, his cock moving at new angles inside James. “You like my dick?” “Yeah,” James replied without thinking. It’s not a bad fuck. It just doesn’t compare with Martin. Kenneth began fucking faster, sitting up straighter and pulling James with him into a slightly awkward position where his legs with perpendicular to the ground. James was still aware he was being fucked outdoors with onlookers, and that kept him sexually stimulated and wanting more. “I’m gonna breed your ass!” Kenneth declared and fucked faster for about 30 seconds before unloading into James. He thrusts were short and punctuated by hard breaths, which subsided quickly. Kenneth pulled out and stepped away a moment later. James felt his chest being massaged. “I imagine that was disappointing after my cock,” Martin said softly into his ear. “Where’d you go?” “I was here. He just jumped in really fast.” Martin leaned in and kissed him softly, then more deeply. James settled into the kiss and ran a hand across the older Brit’s impressive chest. “You looked so hot getting fucked.” “By you or him?” “Yes,” Martin grinned. “Liam wants to take you next. I want to see him mount you.” He stroked James’ cheek. “You want that too, don’t you?” Martin was irresistible. “Yeah, I do,” James answered.

Went up to the park last night and saw a regular car so pulled up and parked. Walked into the woods and he was standing there jerking off and recognized me as the previous cumdump bottom he bred. I walked past him and behind a large tree and like a good cumdump had my pants down and leaned against the tree waiting as he joined me. He didn’t take any time getting started fucking me so I was glad I had lubed good before I got there. He was calling me a pussy cumdump and told me he was going to knock me up. He said I deserve what I get taking any load in the woods. He finished fucking me hard and I could feel his cock throbbing deep putting that load in me. I pulled my pants up and walked back to my car. On the way home I saw I had a message from a regular hung guy. He asked if he could fuck my hole in 10 minutes. That gave me just enough time to get home and be face down pussy up waiting for his hard fucking and deep breathing. he told me when he got there and as he was walking in the door I waited pussy up and took a nice hit of poppers. He came in and his cock was already hard. He laid it on my hole and I was grinding on him until he was ready to slide in my pussy. You was about 8 inches and thick and slid it in in one stroke. He loves spreading my ass to get it all the way in. Then he mounted me and fucked me hard until he was dumping his load in me. He said he wanted to and his load in my cunt. I was fucking back on his cock until he slid out of my hole. He pulled his pants up and walked out. As instructed I texted this other regular top who only wants my pussy if it is nice and sloppy. I told him I had two loads in the if he was interested. He quickly replied give me five or 10 minutes. He told me to keep those loads in me. He showed up and I was waiting pussy up as he came in the room. He said he could see the cum drooling out of my cunt. Each Time he pulled his cock out I can feel comb and lube running down my balls. He would wipe it up with the head of his cock and shove it back in me. After a few minutes of hard sloppy loud fucking he dumped his load in me. I could tell he wasn’t done as I was riding his cock after he came and it wasn’t getting soft. He let me ride him for a couple minutes and then took over and started pounding my hole as cum and lube was literally splashing around. He put another load deep in my cunt and I could feel his cock throbbing as he filled me back up. He stopped recording cleaned his cock off and left. Left my pussy drooling with cum and wanting more. The towel under me had hey nice elongated puddle of cum that leaked out of me and I had cum splashed on my ass cheeks and up my back.

12. Feel the Burn "Here's hoping you get fertilized," Colby said. "You've got a lot of cum up there." His dickhead popped out of my hole. I could feel how wet my guts were, and every drop was like a hot iron spark. It burnt, and I needed a break. Colby turned to the stranger. "Want a turn?" he asked. "Hell yeah," the stranger said. "Other kid tapped out," he continued. "He's gonna be a lucky boy." "Kenta is his name," Colby said. It felt good that he had remembered my name. "Doesn't really matter, does it?" the stranger said. He pulled his dick out of my mouth. "At least he got me half hard," he said. Colby got up from the sofa where he had been kneeling between my legs. "Take care of my friend here," he said. "I'm sure I'll see you later in the night." I nodded. "I think I need a break," I said. Colby didn't say anything in response, and just disappeared into the foggy darkness around the sofa. The stranger quickly took his place between my legs. "Maybe a break?" I said to him. "Yeah," the stranger said. He turned to his left, into the darkness. The muscles rippled across his body, and drew my gaze down to his flat, ribbed stomach. There was the familiar shape of an inverted pentagram. There was a biohazard tattoo inside it, just above his belly button. I felt like I was the only HIV-negative man in the room. He made a motion into the darkness. He must have been able to see better than I did, because James appeared before his hand was even down. The stranger turned to the hairy young man. "I think my friend needs some Vitamin K," he said. "Of course," James said. Like Colby, he also disappeared out of the circle of light. The stranger turned back to me. "You can call me Sir," he said. I started to speak, but he stopped me. "Names have power. Not tonight." His dick automatically sought out my hole. He was more than hard enough to fuck me. "Did that burn?" Sir asked me. "Yeah," I said. "A lot." "Still?" "Yeah." He kissed me. I hadn't expected that from him. It was an unexpected bit of tenderness. His cock was pressed up against my hole, but he hadn't penetrated me yet. My hole was empty and the white-hot pain had settled down to a gentle, almost arousing throb. I needed another man to fuck me. "You're on prep?" "Yeah. Why?" "Just be sure to take your pills tomorrow." "I try my best. Why?" "The burning. They call it the Devil's burn." "Devil's Burn?" It was scary. But it was also sexy. The throbbing in my hole had some meaning. "Yeah. It means you've got infected sperm in your hole." I froze. I had let HIV+ men cum in me. But I was on Prep, and they were on meds. Then I remembered that I had let a man with unmedicated HIV ejaculate in me. "But it doesn't hurt as much now," I said. The heat had faded. It was now just a dull throb. It almost felt good. A memory of the men that had been inside me. Sir smiled at me. "That's good. It means your body fought it off. Like a little fever. It's when it doesn't stop," he said. "That's when you need to be worried." "But, Prep?" I asked, half rhetorical, half utterly unsure. On some level, it didn't matter. What I had done, I had done, and I loved the feeling of poz daddy dicks fucking me and breeding me with their thick, risky cum. I was in complete sexual bliss, and although I voice reminded me how sore my asshole was, I was going to let Sir fuck it as soon as he wanted. "Prep can help, for sure," Sir said. He had a deep, masculine voice. It was commanding, but caring. I closed my eyes, and listened to him. "But sometimes there's a limit. That's the Devil's Burn," Sir said. "He's got the Devil's Burn?" a new voice said. I opened my eyes, and saw James standing by me. He was holding two more plastic cups, half-filled with orange juice. "This will help it." "I'm sure it will help him power through," Sir said. "That for me?" he asked. "Yeah," James said. James handed me a glass of orange juice, and a pill. "Take this," he said. "It makes the pain feel so much better." "Cheers," I said, tapping the edge of Sir's cup, before putting the nondescript white pill in my mouth. I washed it down with the GHB-infused juice. It tasted just as bad as before. "That's hot," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and full. I could feel how young he was, compared to the other men, even Seth. He was practically my age. "Seeing you take those drugs. All those dicks." "You'll get your turn, boy," Sir said, pulling James off my lips. Sir didn't mean anything by it, since he grabbed the hairy young man and started to kiss him. "He's gonna join the club tonight." "I'll be back in a bit to make sure he's good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me once more. "Devil's Burn," he whispered. "I'm so fucking jealous. All that poz cum." As soon as James pulled off, Sir leaned in and kissed me. His lips were rougher, but his motions were more practiced. He had years of practice to get to this point, and I couldn't resist him. "Please." I moaned. "Fuck me." My hole was throbbing now, but right now, it wasn't the deadly Devil's Burn. It was just my insatiable sexual hunger. It had been bottled up for so long, and the men, drugs, and freedom had unleashed it. "Yeah, boy," the older man said. "Give yourself over to the pleasure. It feels good, doesn't it?" "Pleasure," I muttered. It had been the same word that Colby had used. It felt amazing, Sir's body against mine and his hard cock pressing against my hole. "Fucking pleasure." "Feels so good, doesn't it?" Sir said. He had a glass pipe in his hand. "Ready for it?" he asked. He lit the torch and did a long draw from the pipe. "Pleasure," he said, letting only a tiny bit of the cloud escape from his lips. "Pleasure," I said. He put the pipe in my mouth. I was already far too high. But I couldn't resist another hit from the pipe. I had already started inhaling., but then Sir spoke. "Do it," he said, and exhaled his hit. His command made it essential that I make it a proper hit. "Fucking pleasure," he said, as I continued to suck down the thick cloud. "Now, hold it for me," he said. I just nodded. He did another long hit. His dick was right against my hole. The slightest move by either of it would force it into my hole. It had been very well used over the course of the night and there was no way I could resist his intrusion. "Please?" I said. "Thought you would never ask," he said. He leaned in and kissed me, forcing the rest of the cloud into my lungs. "Nothing better than fucking a hot boy like you. Fucking pleasure." He reached down with one hand, and grabbed on his dick. "Please," I moaned. He held his mouth against mine, keeping me from exhaling the hit. He guided his dick into my ass. I forced myself to relax, and to accept his man's cock into my hole. It was easy; he was hairy and masculine and hot, the perfect comparison to my smooth, boyish body. His cock was just as masculine as the rest of his body. The fat head pressed into my hole, and I struggled not to scream. His cock felt like a white-hot rod, intent on reaming out my ass once and for all. Even with the full weight of his body pressing down on my, I struggled against the traumatic penetration. "Please," I begged him. "Relax," he said. "Just one thing." I forced myself to nod in agreement. I wanted him out of me. It hurt, and I was scared. But his cock was so hard, and I wanted to know what he was capable of doing to me. "Uh," I started. I knew I had to tell him to start. My asshole was burning, and I wasn't going to be able to take another insistent cock. Especially one as thick and as hard as Sir's. "Uh," I said again, unable to even mouth the words. "Just get used to it," Sir said, and sunk another three inches of his dick into me. "You're going to love it." He kissed me again, and the last of his shaft disappeared into my hole. My body tensed up. The pain was intense and almost unbearable. "You can find the pleasure," he said. "Pleasure," he said. "Please," I said. His dick was all the way inside me, and he was huge. "I need a minute." I had never felt so utterly penetrated by a man. "Please," I grunted, struggling to keep from screaming in pain. "Relax," he said. "You love getting fucked. You're going to love this," he said. "Just focus on pleasure," he said. "Focus on the pleasure. Just the pleasure." "Pleasure," I said. I closed my eyes again, trying to concentrate. His dick was sliding in and out of me. It was wet and slippery from all the fluids inside me. "Please," I groaned. I felt so vulnerable. He was fucking me, almost raping me, and as much as I tried to stop it, I couldn't bring myself to deny him the pleasure. "Pleasure," I grunted. I kept my eyes closed and focused. Sir's cock was hard, pushing its way into me. It didn't hurt as much either. Over the next several minutes, he continued to fuck me, and each stroke felt better than the one before. "Please," I finally moaned. "It feels so damn good. Fuck me. Breed me." "That's it, boy," he said. "That's the Vitamin K kicking in." He pushed his dick into me. I knew that this was hurting me, but it didn't bother me. All I could focus on was the pleasure. I might regret it in the morning, but this was perfect. "Now we can really have fun." I ran my hands over his taut, muscular torso. He worked out, but he wasn't overly muscular. It was a compact, powerful body, covered in lovely, thick fur. His nipples were fat and hard, and he moaned as I played with them. I wanted his seed so badly. "Keep it up, boy," he said, as I continued to play with his nips. "Keep it up, and you're gonna get a hot poz load." My hole ached, and it needed another load of sperm. I had taken a pill earlier in the morning, and it meant I didn't care that Sir was infected. "Feels so good." "That's right," he said. "Just pleasure." He had the pipe out again. "Drug-fueled, all-man pleasure." He heated the bowl, and inhaled. I loved watching him smoke. The white flecks of crystal in the pipe matched the grey in his beard, and the powerful drug would loosen the last of our inhibitions. "Fuck," he moaned, exhaling a cloud of crystal. He took another hit. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling it puff out with the drugs. He could suck in massive hits, and I loved his tolerance and endurance. I let my hands drift down, across his flat stomach. I traced out the rays of the pentagram. Colby had one as well. They looked good on the older men. "What's this?" I asked. "Mark of the church," Sir said. Colby had said it was a fraternity. Sir's answer suggested far darker and depraved explanations. "What?" I asked. "Church?" At first, all I thought about was Devil worshippers. I remembered a scene I had read in some barely believable, barely edited piece of fan porn, a group of devil worshippers in an all-night orgy. My hole twitched and my dick throbbed. "Yeah. Learned long ago that this is the path I needed to follow," Sir said. His dick was throbbing, dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into me. "He's been there for me, in ways Jesus never was." I reached down and grabbed my dick. It was still small and soft, but it was dripping pre-cum. I was really high, and everything was a turn-on. Even the idea of a church of darkness and evil was a turn-on, and it was made even worse by the deep-dicking I was getting from a follower. "You mean, you..." I stuttered. I couldn't believe I was about to utter what I was about to ask. Even worse, my dick was dripping pre-cum at the merest thought of it. "You're a Devil Worshipper?"

I was at the video store last night and was cruising the booths when a guy walked into a booth next to where I was standing. At about the same sine a regular came up to me and said...have you seen that? Pointing to the guy that had just gone in. I said no and pushed the door open to see a unattractive guy with a big blond bush and big dick stroking and waving me in. I turned to the regular and asked him if he wanted it. He said no it was too big for him so I said ok and stepped in the booth. I locked the door behind me. He asked what do I like and I said everything. He asked if I like to get fucked. I said of course. He asked if I could handle him and I said.....easily. His dick wasn’t more than 8 or 8.5 but it was really thick. As you true bottoms know it’s the best kind. I asked him if he had any lube and he said no. Just spit. He told me to turn around and of course I do as told. He spit on my ass and used his fingers to rub it into my pussy. He didn’t give me much time to adjust and slid inside me. I winced a little and started to squirm some. He said come on...you said you could take it? At that point I remembered I had poppers in my pocket and took a couple of hits. That seemed to do the trick because he was pounding my pussy within seconds. At one point he seemed to be lightening up and I thought he might want to pull out and move on. I pulled him out of me and turned around to suck him in effort to get him closer to cumming. As I was sucking I asked if he had cum already and he said no. I asked if he had a big load for me and he said yeah. Then I it my tow in the water and said do you want to knock me up? And he said yeah. I bent over again and he slid back in me. This time he seemed to have purpose. He started grunting louder and said...you want my load dont you? I moaned yes please. He said you want me to charge you up? I said yes please re charge me. That got him going because he really picked up the pace and within a minute he was cumming in me. He pulled out of me without saying anything and pulled up his pants and left. I didn’t ask if I could clean him. I hope I see him again.

Let me see him take more loads while I recharge

l like how it lets men show bottoms that we really don't give a fuck about them as human beings. We don't wanna date you or get to know you or start up a relationship with you.We are literally just using you to get ourselves off.Usually I don't care if I ever see you again once I'm done using a cumdump. Bottoms don't worry about whether we respect them cause it's pretty obvious we don't. Like if I fuck some whore in a darkroom why would I respect it? Lt's just some dirty whore taking loads from strangers not relationship material. It's purpose is taking loads so that's what I use it for. No drama, no bullshit, no pretend romance. I use its body then move on.

I live in what would otherwise be a quite town except for the fact that it's home to a decent size and well known university. It's the kind of place where, if it weren't for the college, gay life would be very lonely. Fortunately for me the college means a steady stream of horny young guys, many of whom are exploring gay sex for the first time. For a guy like me, who likes nothing better than depositing a load of poz cum in the ass of some unsuspecting innocent little twink, it's heaven. I thought the group might be interested in a few of my favorite stories of boys that I've converted to the poz brotherhood. One of my favorite pozzings was also probably the least likely. You see this guy had been doing a study in one of his classes and noticed that the HIV infection rate in the town was a little higher than the norm for the state, which was odd, given how 'quaint' our little town was. Hmm. I wonder why. Anyway our do gooder, (let's call him Jason), started an education campaign reminding the community to always practice safe sex. Needless to say, as a bareback-only-kind-of-guy, I found this was putting a major dent in my sex life as suddenly all the little twinky boys on Craig's List were demanding safe sex only. Then one night I meet Jason at a bar and luckily for me he was alone having a quiet mid-week night out, and since he didn't have class the next day, he was giving himself a treat. When I realized who I'd sat down next to, and also noticed that he was pretty darn cute, (5'11 165 red hair, and in good shape), I started buying him drinks. I wasn't overtly coming on to him just being friendly and after we'd been talking a bit I learned he was straight and more than a little 'frustrated', shall we say, being between girl friends. Having got him more than a little tipsy I offered him a ride home. While in the car I was quite sympathetic with his little problem (i.e., the lack of sex) and when I thought the moment was right, I slid my hand up his thigh and give his package a squeeze. He was surprised but too drunk to get angry, responding only by saying "Hey man, I'm not like that." Whereupon I countered "I know bro, but a blow job is a blow job, and I know you need one. I know you need it bad. Does it really matter who takes care of you?" I knew I had him when he didn't immediately argue but rather started thinking about the truth of what I'd just told him. I reached over again and squeezed his now hardening cock, telling him how good would feel. "Dude, you gotta promise its our secret ok?" he said. "No problem. We'll go to my house and no one will know I've taken care of you." I got him home and guided him back to my bedroom, telling him to take off his shirt and that I would handle the rest. He did so, and I quickly started undressing him, feeling his cock up the entire time, making sure he stayed horny. I got his shoes and socks off, then his pants, and finally his boxer briefs which already sported a nice pre-cum stain on them. I started slowly working his rock hard, seven inch cock with my tongue, taking it deep down my throat. Soon he was in heaven, his smooth skinny body twisting and writhing as I gave him the kind of blow job he had only dreamed of. All the while I was working on him, I was also stripping off my own clothing, getting myself ready for phase two, which began when I slid a finger, nice and slick with my pre-cum, into his virgin pussy. At this stage he was past caring what was going on, so long as it felt really good. And man, had he found something he that he liked. As I worked my finger around his ass I watched his reaction, and found myself wondering if this self-proclaimed straight boy had a secret gay side. I came off his cock and pushed his legs up, driving my tongue inside his hole. I was not surprised when his reaction to my rim job was to moan loudly and his entire body to shudder with pleasure. I work my tongue deep into his hole, opening up his ass, all the while slowly stroking his cock. I pulled back and looked at him asking "Like this, Jason?" "Fuck yeah, man!" he replied, his speech still slurred by alcohol. I got my lube and start working it up his ass with my fingers loosening him up. I know part of him is confused and thinking this has gone too far but the other part is loving how it feels and doesn't care how its happening. I lube my cock and get atop him spreading his legs wide exposing his virgin fuck hole. He sees my hard cock and suddenly grasps what's comign next but its alreadry too late. "wait man no..I'm not..no...." he whimpers as my cock head finds his hole. Ignoring his cries I lean into him pushing my 8" death stick slowly into his virgin ass. "Owww fuck noo it hurts owwww..." He's whimpering as I pop his cherry but soon my cock head is massaging his prostrate and he's back in heaven again. I'm fucking him slowly at first but with building intensity. Talking to him, telling him what a good little faggot boy he is and ordering him to beg for my cock. He complies of course too engrossed in the pleasure to think of anything else begging me to fuck him harder which I do. I feel the load building in my balls and my excitment grows knowing that I'll soon be infecting his young ass. "Yeah boy I'm gonna cum inside you...you ready for my cum?? ready for my hot load up your faggot ass?" "Yeah man fuck uhhh uhhhh yeah..give it to me" he moans. I drive my cock in deep and my toxic load explodes deep inside him as my poison cock fills his boy ass with poz seed. I stay inside him fucking it into him watching his cock twitching as the pressure on his prostrate causes it to fire off its last neg load. I pull out and order him to suck my cock clean which he does making sure that every ounce of poz cum ends up inside him. I had him sleep in my bed that night where I fucked another load into him but the best was in the morning when he woke up sober. He finds himself naked in bed with another dude and his ass sore. What he'd though was a dream he quickly realizes wasn't. I pull him too me and slide my cock up inside his ass which I'd conviently lubed again just before he woke. "No man nooooooo" he whimpers as I start fucking him. "you want me to stop fucking you boy huh?" I ask as my cock head hits his prostrate again. All I get back is a whimper of pleasure that tells me he's hooked on cock. Then "wait are you wearing a condom?" he asks quitely. Nope I only fuck raw I tell him as I continue to pump his ass. He's shaking now partly from fear but also from the pleasure of being fucked. "Are you neg?" he asks so quitely I almost miss it. "I'm afraid not boy" I reply "you want me to stop fucking you..?" Silence......."huh boy you want me to stop?"......."You want my poz dick out of your lil faggot ass?".......Or do you want another load of my poz cum in there?"......Hearing nothing I whisper in his ear "your addicted to cock up your ass aren't you boy huh?" "yes" he whimpers back which makes me so fucking horny I start pumping him hard and deep. "Beg for my poz load boy" I order him and "tell daddy to poz your boy pussy" and as we near climax he cries out "yes daddy give me your poz cum yes!!" which drives me over the edge and I give him his third load of toxic jizz. In one night a promising young straight boy and been converted into a poz lil pussy boy and he started taking a lot of loads where ever he could find them after that. Of course his be safe campaign died and that enabled me to get back to by normal routine of filling young college ass with tmy toxic seed.

I was 18 when I found out I was HIV positive. I started having sex very young and back then I didn't know a thing about safe sex. I used to fuck an older neighbor and he gave me the gift. And 10 years passed since then. There was no way I would use a condom since I was already poz, so I started having a lot of sex and might have pozzed a lot of guys, since I'm not on meds. When I fuck a guy, I always cum inside his guts. I will never wear a condom and I never pull out. One day I way at home alone and really horny, so I downloaded Grindr so I could find someone to fuck. I logged in to my account, my user was Hung Top BB. The description said I didn't want a safe sex guy and that I wanted to breed someone. In a few minutes I had a lot of guys talking to me, but none of them was interesting. I was ready to give up when this really hot bottom messaged me. He was half a mile away and wanted me to come over and fuck him. 20 minutes later I was on my way to his place. I have an average body, I'm not fat and I have a lot of body hair and pierced nipples. Oh, and I also have a Biohazard tattoo under my belly button. There's no doubt I'm a poz pig. I got to his place and knocked on the door. A blond tall guy answered. He was even hotter than his pictures showed. A really nice body with a lot of muscles, piercing blue eyes and a beautiful smile. I started kissing him the moment I got in. My cock was already rock hard and I couldn't wait to raw fuck him. We went to his bedroom and I was getting undressed in my way there. He was already in his jockstraps and I had my hands in that bubble butt. When we stopped kissing and he got on his knees to suck my cock, he said: "wow, it's massive, I never had something that big inside of me". "It's all yours", I said. "Nice tattoo", he said looking at my biohazard. I smiled, thinking that he knew what the tattoo was about. That guy was into poz sex and it was my lucky day. He started sucking me and what a mouth. He gave me the best head I have had in ages. The guy knew how to suck a dick. Even though I'm big, he was no stranger to gag and tried his best. "I wanna fuck you now", I said a few minutes later. "Take those jocks off" "I wanna get fucked with them", he said. "I have a tiny cock and I don't like to use it. I'm here to serve with my ass". "Get on the bed, then. And spread those ass chicks" "Ok, the lube and the condoms are here", he said pointing the place where he left it. "Condoms?", I asked. "My profile said 'no condoms'" "I know, but I only play safe. Don't wanna risk anything" "And I don't do condoms", I said. "I guess I should head home". "It won't hurt if you wear it", he said. "I know you don't like it, and trust me, I don't like it either. But when will you have another chance to fuck a guy like me? I mean, you are hot and have a huge uncut thick cock, but look at me". That guy was getting in my nerves, but he was not at all wrong. He looked like a god and I never fucked anybody like him. I always had this policy of not having sex with 'safe sex only' people, but he was indeed hot. I was pissed with that and was almost leaving when I had an idea. I could stealth him. I would still fuck this insanely hot guy and would give him a gift that he wasn't expecting. It would be my revenge on that guy who think so much about himself. "Ok", I said. "You are really hot and I know you want this cock really bad". "Nice. I knew you would understand". I put a rubber on for the first time in my entire life and asked him to get in all fours. I started rimming his ass and could see it was really tight. "You don't get fucked so often", I said. "I was mostly a top, but these days I feel like I need to change it". "We will have to use a lot of lube, you saw my cock", I said. "Use how much lube you want, I need to have this huge cock inside me". I put some lube in my index finger and put it inside him. The guy put his head on the bed and closed his eyes. It would be too easy to stealth him. When I had 3 fingers inside his butt, I knew it was time to fuck him. I started forcing the entry and he used his hand to check if the condom was still on. I used a lot of lube and soon I was balls deep inside that ass. "Your cock feels really good", he said to me. "Fuck me already, I like it rough". I started fucking him slowly and he was already moaning loudly. He had a sweet ass and it would be a lot better without that numb thing wrapping my dick. "How do you like this cock?", I asked. "Really bad", he said. I started fucking him faster until I found a nice pace for both of us. Always when I had my entire cock out of him, he stretched out his hand to check if the condom was there. I needed to have a new plan. It was when I remembered that I was using a ring with little spikes in it. So I took the cock out of his ass and used the ring to break the tip of the condom. Luckily it didn't make a noise and he felt that I was still using a condom. "I think we need more lube", I said, pouring the liquid inside his guts, so he could mistake my cum for it. I started fucking him again and the entire head of my penis got out of the rubber. It was a lot better now. I felt that I was getting next to cum and got faster. A few seconds later, my balls were squeezing and I was injecting my venom inside his guts. I came completely silent and kept fucking him, slowly. "Why have you stopped?", He asked. "I was almost cumming, but I'm not ready to leave this ass just yet", I lied. My cock was still rock hard, it was really exciting to know that I had just stealthed a really hot and annoying guy. I kept fucking him, using my own sperm as lube, and about 15 minutes later I was cumming in his guts again. I still could go one more time, so I didn't tell him again that I came. This time around I was enjoying the fuck, taking my time with him. "It's so good", he kept saying. "This cock is perfect inside of me, I need to have it again soon" "I'm close now", I finally said. "Give it to me, babe", he said. And for the third time that night, I came inside of him. We were both wasted, but I took the condom off before he could see it and hold it in my hand. His butt was leaking my cum, so I said: "We used a lot of lube, your hole is leaking it". "We had to", he said. "You have a massive penis, I couldn't take it without that amount of lube". "I think I should go home now", I said. "Ok, save my number and call me whenever you want, I need this cock again. I just need a few days to relax first." "I'm leaving the city tomorrow for two weeks, but I will definitely call you when I get back". I headed home and the next 2 weeks I was out of the city, working. But I couldn't stop thinking about that sweet ass of his. My bugs should be deep inside him and I was proud of what I did to him, no regrets. When I got back to the city, the first thing I did was calling him. When he answered the phone, I said: "Hey, it's me. I just got home and I was wondering if you want to come over tonight". "Sorry, I can't", he said. "I'm kind of sick, I have this flu that won't go away, I'm going to see a doctor tomorrow". "Oh, it's ok, ask him for a check up, it could be anything", I said. "You are right, but I will call you when I get better, I think I'm addicted to your cock, couldn't stop thinking about it". "I'm looking forward to fucking you again. Take care of yourself first and then we will meet up". I hang up with a smile on my face. He had a flu. I couldn't be sure, but it was probably the virus taking over his body. I bred him and he was pregnant with my babies. I could not wait for him to call me and tell me the news.

2012-05-23 I had not planned on spending more that 20 or thirty minutes here, I thought to myself. Get in, get the stuff (with a little bartering), and get out. Now I was staring up at the ceiling into the mirror that my host (and meth dealer) Gary had so wisely placed above the leather sling I now found myself fastened into. The leather hood I was wearing let me see, breathe and gave others access to my mouth. The black leather is supple, and I saw myself in the mirror, the rainbow studded leather collar, harness and matching jock on my 155 lb frame; I liked what I saw, how my legs and arms were spread and tied to the sling's chains - immobile and subject to whatever would happen. I thought back to what I had met Gary three months ago, and I don't know why I was surprised this was happening to me; in the first twenty minutes after meeting him, it was obvious that he was twisted (in the good kind of way). A friend of mine, Steve, introduced me to Gary because I was having so much trouble finding a reliable source for tina. We drove to Gary's house one Friday afternoon so Steve could vouch for me when we started dealing. The first sight I had of Gary was a memorable one. He came to his front screen door dressed in his harness and chaps. He swaggered a bit, looking oh so hot as his black leather chaps framed his thick, half erect cock as it was swinging back and forth. His cock was decorated nicely with a thick shiny silver cock ring and an impressively large PA. He met my eyes and we had one of those moments when you know you're going to end up fucking. Still, I tried to keep it business, allowing Steve to do all the talking. Gary invited us downstairs to his "office" to complete our business. The "office" was a large basement room with a padded floor, a leather sling a bed, - all made more inviting by the dim red track lights which covered the whole room. He sat at a table, arranging things for the deal. I told him what I wanted and he weighed it out for me, bagged it, and then asked me if I was a cop. I laughed, and said "Hell no." He smiled at me, then said "A cop wouldn't suck my cock would he?" "No I guess, not" I laughed. He remained serious and said "Want to convince me?" Gary was sitting on a chair stoking his hardening prong as he spoke to me. I didn't know if he was really was serious or not, but I figured what the hell, and knelt between his legs and took his big tool in my mouth. The PA was clicking a little on my teeth, but I kept going. Gary was encouraging me and Steve just watched. Gary whispered in my ear that he'd give me some bonus product if I finished him off, and I eagerly agreed, and began to worship his beautiful tool, which now stood full mast at 8" long and slightly less thick than a beer can. I wasn't going anywhere. Eventually I finished him off, got the product from him and Steve and I left that day as I was the attraction at a gang bang at a local hotel (another story). A week later, I called up Gary and told him I'd like to stop by, but I'd be alone this time. He said "Sure, I'll see you when you get here." I arrived at his place 30 minutes later, and he came to the door looking much the same as last time, which made me hot for him to use that big cock of his on me again. We went down to the office again, and proceeded with the deal. Once Gary had it all weighed out, he started to hand it to me, but stopped short. "How'd you like to prove you're not a cop again?" "Absolutely" I said, kneeling down and engulfing him as he chuckled "Fucking tina whore." That turned me on incredibly - being a tweaking bottom slut with my dealer's big 8" cock in my mouth. I heard the sound of a torch being lit, and he nudged my cheek to give me a hit off his bong. Just the first thick hit of tina smoke was enough to put me at his mercy, but we kept smoking and recycling the hits to each other until we were flying pretty high. He offered me a glass of punch, saying "Drink this, it's G. You'll like it." I eagerly did whatever he told me to, drinking the G down quickly and then going back to work on his cock. His wonderfully thick dick responded quickly and he was hard as a rock in no time - no tina dick for Gary. "You like to get fucked, isn't right Jim?" he asked. "Fuck yes" I said. "I'd love it if you fucked me - I've been thinking about that for a week now." He ordered me on the bed, all fours style, and after lubing my hole with some elbow grease, slid that marvelous tool into my ass-pussy to the hilt in one motion. "Fuck yeah!" we both erupted at once. We fucked for at least an hour and a half, with Gary depositing two loads in my ass before I steadied myself to leave. "There's a little extra in the bag" he said. "See you next week, I suppose." "Great" I answered and with a little wobbliness, walked to my car. The deals with Gary had been going according to that general theme for these last three months. It even developed into a little role playing scene, like I was giving him sex for meth. I was paying, of course, but the scene of him using me as a cum dump as a payment for meth turned us both on immensely. The sex was always white hot - in our little scene he saw that I liked being called degrading names and made to feel that I was completely his to use as he wanted. He so naturally assumed the Dominant role and I the submissive one, that I truly wouldn't call it role playing. It was the first three months of one of the hottest affairs I've ever had. So here I am today, looking up at leathered and bound self, unable to get out of the sling, close my legs or keep anything from entering my mouth. I was a little uneasy, this kind of thing being new to me, but horny beyond description, my ass was tingling from the little bit of tina we'd smoked, and I wanted Gary to fill it as soon as possible. But Gary had left the room after tying me into the sling, he put a poppers soaked cotton ball in the little pouch of the hood as well; my head was swimming and I began to realize Gary had been gone nearly half an hour. I chuckled a little - why was I surprised at being on the altar here in this scarlet tinted dungeon shrine to gay piggish sex? A total slut, tied spread eagle in a sling, unable to move or even scratch my balls, smelling nothing but the amyl, and hearing nothing but fuck-me fuck-me fuck-me techno music in the room. It was all making me hornier by the second! Hell, I realized I wasn't surprised at where I was at all, but realized I loved being here - here, like this - it's just what I am. I am, and always have been a submissive bottom for tops to use and subjugate. I took my first cock at a very young age, and loved it. I just naturally love it when men use me. I love to party, take cocks bareback, get fisted, drink cum and piss and of course, am HIV+ - your typical pussy white bottom. So I was eager when I heard footsteps on the stairs finally, and I began to get excited, thinking about nothing but how I was going to give my hole and mouth completely to worship Gary's big cock. I detected more than one set of footsteps coming down the stairs. Since I had no view of the stairs, I had to wait until whoever they were came around to the foot of the sling to see them. Gary stood, his ringed and PA'ed cock protruding from his crotch, the look of it teasing my itchy hole by its absence. Two men had arrived with him. One was black and was older, maybe late forties, a big thick cock like Gary's (no PA), and moderately hairy, but naked except for his black boots red and black leather bands around his biceps, pierced nipples and lots of tats, 6'4" 230, shaved head, goatee with braids, (with an huge earring that made me think of Mr Clean); his dark brown eyes were piercing directly into mine - he smiled the smile of a conqueror. Gary later addressed him as Stick, and further identified him as his supplier from Dallas. I licked my lips as I stared back. The other man was Black-Mexican, late 30's or early 40's, 6'4, maybe 200 lbs, wearing nothing but a pair of sunglasses a baseball cap and a leather harness around his incredible cock (thicker than Gary's - later I'd find out it was 10" with an 8" circumference). Gary spoke first saying "This is my cunt", clearly referring to me. "He thinks he likes to get high on tina and have his sloppy slut hole and mouth used. You'll enjoy him, but first we need to teach him how to really do tina. Here cunt, drink this" handing me the usual G-laced cola. I drank it down without hesitation. With that, Mr Clean produced several orange tipped syringes full of fluid. He was an intimidating looking man, but he softened his expression and assured me as he began to swab my arm - he had a smooth voice, saying "Just stay still. You'll feel a coughing sensation, it's normal, you'll love it - wait for the ride, ok cunt?" "Yes sir," I answered. With a firm grip he steadied my right arm, fixed a tourniquet on it and uncovered the needle. He was confident and smooth, hitting a vein and drawing blood back into the syringe with one motion, then pushing the liquid into my bloodstream steadily until the rig was empty, and just as quickly slapped a bandaid over the spot as he withdrew the needle. It was my first slam ever. I can't find the words to describe what I felt like that first time; after the cough, my ears began ringing and a rush of pleasure and what I can only say is the emotional state of extreme horniness overwhelmed me; I couldn't focus my eyes, my asshole actually started to burn intensely - not with pain, but pure lust. All I wanted was cock - in my mouth, in my pussy, and over and over again. I guess the Mex-Black guy (his name was Pedro) and Gary slammed at the same time I did; as soon as Stick was finished he slammed himself. I was awash in such an intense wave of carnal desire, so willing to give myself for the pleasure of these men that I could not imagine what I would not do to please them, or to satisfy what was now a raging overpowering piggyness. I began chanting "Fuck me, please sir fuck me" over and over again. Gary stuck his cock into my mouth from above, oozing more pre-cum than I've ever seen someone put out. I greedily took his cock in my mouth, but he pushed in all the way down my throat, smiling evilly at me as he said "You're going to be my good little junkie cunt and satisfy my friends, right?" "MMMHHHMMM" was all I could utter. Gary took his cock out so I could breathe - I gagged a little but begged for more. I was flying and my hole was hungry to get fucked. Stick stood rubbing his cock on my hole's opening, jamming wads of lube up my chute and smearing lube all over my hole and butt. He said nothing to me, just looked me in the eye as he slammed his big cock into my pussy ass. Oh God, it felt so good, his thick hard cock, hot inside me and sawing in and out of my bottom faster and faster. He paused a few times, but said nothing to me. I was still swallowing Gary's cock. He held his cock in me for a few seconds then pulled it out, leaving my hole open. I began to moan and wiggle by ass in an attempt to beg for him to put it back in again. Instead, Pedro with his 10x8 monster moved in and began to fuck me silly. He got very verbal, especially about my being a shameless junkie puta for black cock and little fag who was a cum dump for real men. He slapped my ass several times, ordering me to show him how much I love his big black prick as he held still and I slid my pussy up and down his pole as the sling's pendulum motion impaled me on his beautiful cock over and over. Gary and Pedro skewered me for sometime - I have no idea how long - until Gary began to quicken his pace and shot the first load of the evening onto my belly, some of which Pedro raked immediately into my cunt. Gary fed me the rest, and kept fucking my mouth as I sucked his cock clean and swallowed his cum. "Yeah," Pedro taunted me - "fucking cum drinking pussy. You little bitch, you want some more? I'm breeding you right.....now!" And Pedro pounded my ass with violent, quick and full strokes of his 10" of manhood, shooting all of his huge load inside me, continuing to thrust as his jizz made my sloppy ass squish with every stroke. As Pedro pulled out, he moved to my mouth and had me clean his cock as Stick took his place in my ass with his big cock. He was harder than Pedro and fucked slower, using full measured thrusts as he gazed into my eyes. "You like what's happening to you, cunt?" I moaned in affirmation. Stick continued saying "Yeah, I love fucking a real true bottom like you. You love getting fucked don't you." "MMMHHHMMM," I moaned again. Once Pedro's cock was clean, he and Gary smoked a joint as Stick took his time with my ass. "Your hole feels so wide open and ready for stretching. Gary said you'd be a complete pig for getting your ass opened up. I like fucking pussies like you. It turns me on to own a pussy like you and see you take cock like a bitch. Everyone thinks you're a man but you're really a horny little fag who loves to get his ass fucked and be a real man's little bitch." I stared at him hungrily. His dirty, humiliating talk was making me into more and more of the bitch he was calling me. "I get off using a shameless junkie bottom pig like you. You don't care what we do as long as we fuck you right, cunt" he slammed his big cock in my hole. I thrusted back, moaning, "Yes, Sir, I'm your cunt." "You have a nice cunt, so hungry." Stick whispered. "Gary says you whore to get tina, is that right?" he asked. "I like playing like I do," I answered, "it's hot to imagine begging my dealer to put my cunt for sale so I can get high." "I'll bet you would whore for tina if you had the chance, cunt like you would do anything to get a cock in his pussy, right?" "Yes Sir, I suppose so, I've always thought that it is hot to get paid when a guy fucks me." "So you have been paid by guys who fucked you? That's so fucking raunchy, cunt, and I love it! You're really just a cheap fucking whore, aren't you?" "Yes, Sir. I was filled with cock and being told what a whore I was." "Awesome! You cunt, I'm going to show you what a real fucking is. You ready to whore for me tonight for real?" "Fuck yeah" I said, grinding my cunt on his cock. "I have two guys who are going to pay $20 to fuck your mouth and pussy - they think you're neg and that you are getting pozzed this weekend. I think there will be at least five more tonight too. I keep all the money and pay you in tina. What do you say to that?" "I don't think I've ever been so hot to get fucked in my whole life, Sir." "OK, cool cunt, now shut the fuck up for the rest of the evening - I mean it. You're just my hole to pimp out." I nodded. Stick fucked me hard and fast, and gave me his load, filling my hole as he looked down on me with a nasty smile. His cock stayed hard and I was gyrating on it as Gary and Pedro came over after finishing their joint. They asked Stick if he told me about his plan to pimp me out. "Look at the way he's pumping on my dick, he's so hot and ready to be my cheap little whore" Stick said. Gary untied me from the sling and allowed me to get on the bed. Pedro had sat down and I mounted his cock facing away from him, taking Stick's cock into my mouth. Pedro took my legs and spread them, and Gary slipped his fat cock into my cunt next to Pedro's. As Stick fed my mouth with his cock, there was the sound of a doorbell. Gary bellowed, "Come on in, down in the basement." Soon two tall lanky twenty-something guys witnessed the three of them stuffing me with cock. "Look at that whore we're going to fuck, looks like he loves cock" one said, and they both began to strip. "Who's Stick? It was Twenty for both of us, right?" someone asked, to which Stick replied "I'm Stick, and yes, it's $20 for each of you. Okay guys, let's let these two studs have the cunt, since they're paying for it" whereupon Gary and Pedro disengaged themselves from the mattress. "He wants both our poz loads, right?" one of the new guys asked. "Yeah, fuck yeah, the cunt's yours to use. Breed his cunt all you want" said Stick. I was moaning in anticipation. The darker of the two young guys took his shorts off, letting his nice thick dick go free. I immediately sucked it into my mouth. I was on all fours on the bed, and the other kid started rubbing my hole with lube. "How many loads so far, fag?" "Three" Stick answered for me. "Cunt doesn't use his mouth for talking." The guy at my pussy shoved his bare cock into me as he slapped my ass. "You like my hard cock, you pussy ass faggot?" I clenched my hole around his cock as I took the other kid's cock down my throat held it there and gently bobbed on it. We fucked like that for 20 or 30 minutes, as Gary, Stick and Pedro just watched, occasionally commenting on what a good little prostitute I was - God, I was in heaven. Soon, the guy in my ass nutted loudly taunting me to take his buggy jizz and triumphantly announcing to me that he was converting my sorry ass. He pulled out and switched with the other kid, and soon, he also sprayed a load in my cunt as I cleaned his buddy's cock with my mouth. He slowly pulled out and spread my pussy open to get a look at my loaded ass. "You're going tot get bred a lot more before you're through, cunt. How does it feel to be a cheap ten dollar whore?" I responded by enthusiastically cleaning his cock off. "Fucking fag - you're a hot little cunt, crazy for cock and cum, huh?" I smiled. After the two kids left, Stick came over to me. "It will be about 90 minutes before the next guests arrive. I noticed you don't have any ink. I think you should get a whore tag above your cunt. You can talk, cunt." "I've thought about it, Sir. Seems hot" I answered. "I have my rig in the car, I won't make you, but I think you'd look fucking hot with a nice little whore tag over your cunt" he took me by surprise with that. In a moment I made the decision. "I would love for you to give me a whore tag, Sir." I didn't believe I was saying yes. Stick retrieved his tattoo rig and set up, as I was sucking Pedro again. He showed me a pattern for a red bio-hazard sign over a red and black pinstripe. "Perfect," I agreed. Stick knew what he was doing, and it took about an hour. It was somewhat painful. After he finished, he took a pic of for me. It was like the pattern, eight inches wide and three inches tall, centered over my butt crack. God, I thought it looks hot, right above my cunt, giving the tops something to read as they fucked me. I noticed a detail Stick had added: in the loops of the pinstripe he inserted the letters, Slut Pig, but you had to look close to notice them. He put some ointment on it, as I sucked on Pedro again. I could hear him dialing his phone. "Ok, cunt. Let's get you ready for this group. There are five guys coming over to breed you." Stick tied me up on all fours on the bed. I could move my arms a bit and I could see who would be fucking me in the mirror in front of me. "I'm going to video this and get it on ICU, cool Stick?" Gary said"Hell yeah," Stick said. Ten minutes later six not five guys came down the stairs: five white, one black. Gary escorted them over to Stick, who took their $20 bills as they eyed my upturned cunt, ready to be used. The black guy introduced himself as Darnell. He was 6' 200 and has as thick a cock as I have ever seen. He was first up, but came over to my head, and fed me his cock. "Yeah, take my dick you slut" he ordered me. I was able to take him all, and sucked him for all I was worth, as one of the white guys began unceremoniously fucking my ass with quick violent thrusts. He came quickly, and started watching me suck Darnell. I think he got off more on insulting me for being such whore, than fucking me. Another white man's cock replaced him, bigger this time. He blew quickly too. Three more of the nice looking white guys followed, all loading my cunt with their poz cum. Darnell finally started to fuck me, saying he wasn't gay and not poz, but loved fucking white ass faggots. "You suck dick like a real pro, cunt," he taunted me. "A hell of a lot better than my girlfriend." He was close, as he continued to racially degrade me and ram my ass with his big tool. He'd stop, and make me clench and beg for his cock as I wriggled my ass around his massive log. As he bred me, he bent down and whispered in my ear "I would like to know who you are, man. I'd like to get a lot more of this. Here's my cell number, shoving a paper in my mouth, I'm Darnell, see you later faggot." The six guys left as quickly as they came, and I was left there, all tied-up. Gary came over and put a huge plug in my ass, and untied me. "Ready for another slam, cunt? I think you've earned it." I nodded and started sucking his cock. "Okay, get in the sling, and put your legs up." I complied, whereupon Pedro unceremoniously began shoving wads of crisco into my cunt. I could tell he was going to fist me by how his hands moved, and I huffed on the poppers three or four times, very deeply. He easily plunged his forearm into me half way to his elbow. "Okay, Stick, hit the cunt now" he said, as he slowly twisted his arm in my pussy. Stick found my vein again, and pushed what was .4 gram of meth into my arm. "You'll suck anything after this, won't you?" He leered pervertedly at me as the rush hit me. It was overwhelming, and a little scary, but it evened out quickly. There was nothing in my head except how I could get fucked and used by these three hot twisted Dominant fuckers. I reached down and pulled apart my ass cheeks for Pedro, and he slowly slid his arm to the elbow. "Fucking hot little twisted tweaker you are, cunt. You are a sight to see! Look at what a nasty fucking fag you are - higher that a kite on meth, eleven loads in your cunt, and a big black arm shoved up your pussy hole to the elbow. You really are a total fag aren't you? Ever thought you'd be this much of a shameless slut? God, look at you! Were you ever a man, you little cunt?" The taunting was driving me nuts for more. Stick knew just what to say to push me further. He rudely pinched my tit as he shoved his considerable cock into my mouth and down my throat. I took all I could of his cock and looked up into the mirror, what a fucking sight! Pedro into his elbow and Stick down my throat. Gary had gone upstairs and walked down two blocks to the leather bar - that's what Stick said. Stick got a text from him, and he told me Gary was coming down the stairs soon with three young thuggy looking black guys he met outside the bar. They were selling crack outside the bar, and he told them about this cunt he was using at his place and that I whored for chems, so they eagerly came along. As they arrived downstairs, I thought they looked really sleazy. They stripped naked and stood watching Pedro as he kept fisting my ass to the elbow. They started doing some crack as they watched, offering some to me. I declined, saying "No thanks, man. I'm a tina bitch." From their faces, I know they had never seen anything like what Pedro was doing. One of them, (the thinnest) asked if he could try fisting me too. Pedro slowly pulled out and showed them how - lubing them up as he did. Stick turned on the ICU cam and the first of the black thugs shoved thin his arm into me all the way to the elbow. Pedro said that he should try a second hand, but the thug hesitated. Pedro guided him as to how to insert his second hand. Still he hesitated, but Pedro reassured him "It'll be hot, man. This cunt wants it and can take it, believe me! Just look at how he's moving his ass around - he's totally rutting his sluthole on your arm aching to get more of you into his hole." He slowly slipped his second hand in next to his arm, following Pedro's advice as he was turning and twisting his arms in me slowly. He reached a place of resistance and I huffed on poppers four or five times. I exhaled and he finally broke through with both hands into me. I screamed and pumped my ass more, and he slowly advanced into my bowels, finally getting three quarters of both forearms into me, as Pedro poured on the j-lube. He stayed inside me deep like that for 10 or 15 minutes. Stick moved the cam to catch it all, and Gary fed me poppers and his dick as the thug boy filled my cunt with his slender forearms. The thug stud looked down at his cock, and said he was oozing cum and needed to fuck my ass. Pedro helped him as he slid his arms out of my sloppy, gaping hole. The young stud stood and rammed his meat into me and piston fucked me, taking only forty or fifty strokes to dump his wad in my loose pussy. As he was fucking me, I took one of his thug buddies in my mouth as he hit his crack pipe. The third thug was tweaking my tits and sharing the pipe with his friend, ready to replace the first young stud after he came in my ass. This third kid had a big cock, somewhat like Pedro's. He thrusted his rock hard monster cock easily into me. "God damn, this cunt is so fucking used and sloppy - he's fucking worthless!" he sneered. With that I clenched my sphincter on his thick black cock, almost pulling him into me as I did. "Oh damn," he said, "fuck yeah, bitch, you is a for real whore for black cock, huh bitch?" He fucked me rapidly and rhythmically for 20 or 30 minutes. His buddy took a black magic marker he saw nearby and scrawled "Black Cock Fag" on my stomach. As he wrote, the thug fucking me began to slap my ass. Stick came over and began to speak sternly to me. "Look at that cock in your cunt! Tell me what you are, you whore." I was breathless as I was getting vigorously fucked by hot hung thug boy. I didn't know what to say. Stick slapped my ass hard and said to me, "Say that you're a toxic whore and sleazy white slut for black cock." I said "I'm a sleazy-poz-whore-white-faggot-slut-for-black-cock, Sir." Tell everyone how you let anyone dump his cum in your cunt just so you can ride a needle full of tina." I said, "Yes, Sir. That's right. I'm nothing but a shameless tina whore. I love to suck cock, get fucked and have my cunt loaded up just so I can ride a needle full of tina." Stick grabbed my face and commanded me "Okay cunt, tell us all you're a cheap whore for your meth dealer who pimps you out for ten bucks a fuck." I replied verbatim. "Louder" he barked as he slapped my ass good and hard. I shouted, "My meth dealer whores me out for ten bucks a fuck. And he keeps the money." "And you love it, too, don't you? cunt" Gary asked as he twisted and pinched my tits. The thugs loaded my cunt good before they left, saying they had to get back to making cash. All three paid Stick $20 on the way out. Stick loomed over me and showed me the $200 or so that I had earned for him that night. Stick and Gary fucked me one more time, two last loads to make sweet sixteen for the night.

One man’s blessing is another man’s curse and for me I’ve got more than my share – an extra long dick (just over 10 inches), an extra wide dick (just shy of 8 inches round), and I shoot cum like a farm animal (up to ¼ of a cup a time). Truly. The dick? Well that’s thanks to my father for sure who was even bigger than me and the cum? Well I don’t know, could be him too, but the doctors call it Hyperspermia - a condition in which a man can ejaculate a massive volume of semen and and extra bonus is it comes with a high sex drive - thus my continuous frustration. Sex for me has almost always been a series of one frustrated encounters after another. Fucking size queens hit me all the time bragging how they can take me, how they love big dick, how they want my cum – that is until I split their hole open with just the few inches and then they fucking tap out and run. I’ve never worn condoms; my hyperspermia makes that impossible as the amount of precum I produce makes my dick so wet and slick they won’t stay on. That’s how I got AIDs – splitting bottoms open. I learned quickly a little blood was a given, a lot was expected and for me, doesn’t bother me in the least. For the bottom? Yeah they freak and make me stop. So to get by and try to relieve my constant need to nutt, I’ve sold condoms online full of my cum, made some pay-to-play solo porn flicks of me shooting, escorted trying to give facials or creampies, sold batches of my load to a fertility clinic, and I even created a Tumblr account talking about my curses and thinking I’d document those bottoms I found who could take me and wanted my POZ load. None of that really helped or panned out in the end. Just wasn’t the same. Have I fucked and bred a guy totally before. Yeah, of course, but few and far between and so I mostly have to be satisfied with a little oral, a little ass around the tip of my dick, then finishing off when I am home and alone. I want more, I need more, I need to breed and infect some ass and fill a bottom’s guts full of my cum – why else would God have given me what he did? I had frankly about given up until one day when I received an email: “Good afternoon. I am Dr. Mike. My practice has recently begun a new treatment regimen for some of my patients that I believe you are perfect for. I have many years of developing specialized, treatment regimens for my patients and would like to invite you to come to my office on Monday at 3:00 p.m. for a consultation. There is no fee for the visit or treatment regimen. Please refrain from all sexual activity for at least 48-hours prior to the visit so I can fully assess the volume of your semen output and your ability to ejaculate more than once for comparison purposes.” OK, I wasn’t exactly sure how this Dr. Mike thought he could help me since no one else had ever been able to. I tried to find what I could online about Dr. Mike and there was the standard fare, but his medical specialties did include treatment of HIV, AIDs, and other infectious diseases. What was surprising was how little there was about him. Most doctors these days have social media and site after site. Not this Dr. Mike. He was almost like a ghost – almost – but in digging through some chat rooms on the dark web I did come across a series of stories that mentioned Dr. Mike doing some pretty twisted, fucked up shit that made my dick drool and bounce and I quickly emailed him back to confirm I would be there. Dr. Mike’s office was located in Northeast Washington, DC, in an older brick building. I got to the office and rang the bell as the office was closed for the day. I waited a few minutes and then heard the locks turn, the door opened, and I was met by a man in white coat. Dr. Mike was in his mid 40s I guess, about 5”11, 180, and fairly clean cut looking and I thought handsome. He shook my hand, asked me to step inside, and locked the door. I then followed him through another door and down a hall and his office was like the rest of the building, older and somewhat run down looking. Near the end of the hall he stopped and motioned me to enter an exam room that was somewhat bare except for an odd table contraption bolted to the middle of the floor that was occupied by an apple assed guy. The guy was kneeling on a small bench part of the exam table on a pillow, with his chest on the table, his arms forward and his head resting on its side. A leather hood was strapped to his head, hiding his features and all that could be seen were closed eyes, his nostrils, and mouth that was slightly agape, relaxed. Leather straps wound around his calves, thighs, and he looked like a big Z splayed out. The next thing I noticed were several Polaroid Cube cameras attached to the metal table and on several small tripods all pointed to the guy’s ass from various angles. Yet, that was not the strangest part. I hesitated as I looked at the IV pole that was at the end of the odd table next to a set of monitors being watched by another man in a white coat who wore a medical mask that was inflating and deflating against his face as he breathed in and out. The other man was speaking softly to the guy on the table, “Time to dream little man.” I turned to the squeak of a metal stool being rolled away from a small table as Dr. Mike pointed to a chair by the door and said, “Please disrobe and sit in the chair here please.” I looked from him, to the other man, to the bottom. I was confused about what was going on but the sight of the that naked body looking like a sacrifice on an altar stirred my deep, dark desires and needs. I sat down in the chair, my naked ass sticking to the leather seat as Dr. Mike rolled himself close and flipped open a manila folder. “Normally I would want to do a full set of labs myself and an exam, but I received a copy of your medical file from your previous doctor and well – both your HIV and hyperspermia are well documented so I figured we should dispense with such pleasantries and get right to it.” My dick started to lengthen. Dr. Mike motioned to guy on the table, “Most gay men wait too long to get tested for rectal cancer. It is best to start young and technology now allows us to test in the office with High Resolution Anoscopy, but it does require anesthesia – a special cocktail of Fentanyl, Ketamine, Propofol, and a few other medications.” What the fuck? I knew what those drugs were, well at least I had heard of them and I looked again at the man in the white coat and the guy on the table. Fuck! They had drugged him and knocked him out! Dr. Mike set the open folder partially on my right leg, my dick now hardening more and stretching down my left. He started to ask me a series of questions and I hesitated and looked at the other man. Dr. Mike followed my gaze, shifted his stool to block my view, set his hand on my thigh in a reassuring manner and said, “Do not mind Dr. Collins,” and with that continued his questions and making the appropriate notes in his folder. “Are you currently off all meds?” I lied and said, “No.” Dr. Mike paused; frowned a little, set his pen in the crease of the folder and with his right hand reached out and grabbed the shaft of my now hard dick. “I need you to be totally honest with me if you please,” he said, “Unlike other doctors you may have seen in the past I need the unvarnished truth and not an answer that you think should be given or that you erroneously believe I may wish to hear. Understand?” I nodded and he asked again, “Are you currently off all meds?” This time I answered honestly and said, “Yes and no. I take them sometimes because…well I had read that if you do that then you can become resistant, and I just wanted to…I...” Dr. Mike smiled, made a note in his file, set his pen back in the folder and reached out again and this time slowly stroked my dick a couple times as he said, “Thank you for being honest. Yes, you can build a resistance and I will draw some blood so we can order a genotype test to confirm exactly which meds you are resistant too and then plan accordingly.” I moaned as his touch made me lose focus, but I blurted, “Yeah but I don’t want to take… or be…I…” Dr. Mike smiled, leaned in a little, stroked my dick a little faster and said, “Oh you misunderstand. Our goal is to INCREASE your resistance and viral count. That is what you want isn’t it?” What the fucking kind of doctor was he? My dick answered for me as it started to drool. The questions from Dr. Mike continued, “Do you use any recreational drugs? Willing to do others? Known STDs besides AIDs? Do you have receptive anal intercourse? Penetrated a bottom fully against his will? I imagine it is difficult given your size. Let me see – yes – I expect only a bottom with years of fisting could naturally take you.” Dr. Mike’s stroking skills were superior, that’s for sure yet somehow I don’t think he learned that in medical school. Dr. Mike continued with his list of questions and it was increasingly difficult to focus. Apparently satisfied, he closed the folder, rolled back over to the small table, grabbed an iPad, flipped opened the cover and showed me a video that had been paused. “This is Lucas,” Dr. Mike said as he tapped the video and it started to play. There was a yellow sticky note on the screen covering the person’s head, but from the wisps of hair that showed and the clothed body whose size seemed to match the guy on the table, appeared to be a shy twink of a guy - young but legal. Lucas had recorded a message verbally affirming he was legal, and his willing to submit to all ‘treatments and procedures’ as prescribed by Dr. Mike and Dr. Collins on that date, among the other stand release and approval statements. The video finished and Dr. Mike said, “I can assure you that the person in the video is the same as the one currently being monitored by Dr. Collins. Patient confidentiality requires that his face be covered even though you are now part of his treatment team. You understand? This is totally anonymous. You will never know his identity, nor he yours.” At the word ‘anonymous’ my dick spasmed and a long line of nutt drool proceeded down my thigh. Dr. Mike smiled in a way that held no warmth or humor. He then tapped the iPad screen a couple times, swiped, and I could hear sound as another video started. Dr., Mike adjusted the sticky note then turned the iPad around so I could see. In this one, the guy was naked, his arms out wide as he did slow turns that showed his hot ass and tiny twink dick. He paused facing the camera and began to speak in the same voice as the first video. The twink stated his first name, stats, and this time the message release statement was not the kind found on any standard form: “My name is Lucas Si…just Lucas. I am of sound mine and judgment and confirm that I have asked for a no limits fuck today. I am aware I may be unconscious and unable to provide further consent, but I DO consent. Totally. I want this. I want to get rape fucked by some big dick and be a total cum dump. Have totally been fantasizing about it for like forever and… well…so today it may happen – I mean will happen. No one is forcing me to do this. I am volunteering and WANT it. I also want it raw, no condoms at all, and understand the guy or guys who may fuck me might HIV+ or whatever. I don’t care. That shit don’t matter to me whatever they got. It’s all good. I’m on PREP so it’s all good. I just…hell! Is that good? Can we get this shit started? I’m horny as shit and need some dick!” Dr. Mike smiled that dark smile again and said, “As you can see. All legal bases are covered no mattered what may come. I am quite proficient in working within the boundaries set by my profession as well as expanding those boundaries as needed. One final note. What would you say – hypothetically of course –if there was an individual such as say someone like this young man you just saw on the video who in their mind can only imagine something like a big hit of G? Imagine how they would feel after the fact becoming aware of the full extent of the ‘party hole’ they went down. Also – hypothetically – wouldn’t it be a shame if the same young man BELIEVED they were on PREP when actuality they were on a placebo combo as part of a blind drug trial they had previously consented to? Especially one in which the results had shown rampant degradation of their immune systems due to other factors prescribed as part of their treatment regimen?” Damn! This was one fucked up doctor and with every word my dick pulsed and continued to stream more precum. I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but my dick did as Dr. Mike reached out, wrapped his warm hand around my pulsing shaft, and expertly stroked it. “I know you have tried to find bottoms that would allow you to POZ them, that would allow you to flood them with your fountain of death,” he said with a calm voice full of confidence in every statement. “I know you have no qualms making a bottom bleed. I know you always hold back when you have intercourse – physically in the act as well as in your ejaculation. That is unhealthy and as your physician, I must provide a treatment regiment that will ensure your full well-being.” I leaned back in the chair and moaned in pleasure as Dr. Mike’s fingers deftly worked my dick as he continued, “You have been given a gift – many gifts – and those gifts need to be shared – and so I offer the first of but many cum dumps for you to use, to mark, to infect, to enjoy in ways you never imagined possible.” I groaned again and licked my lips as my breathing got faster and my heart started to race. Dr. Mike suddenly released his grip on my dick, rolled his stool to the side, grabbed another clipboard, held out a pen with a disarming smile, but an evil glint in his eyes and said, “These are the consent forms for your treatment. Sign and date here – initial here – there.” He flipped the page, “This page affirms that there is no monetary payment due, however there is a co-pay of no consequence that we will address later.” I couldn’t put pen to paper fast enough and once the forms were signed, Dr. Mike rolled his stool back, set the clipboard down, stood up, gestured towards the waiting ass with his left hand and said, “My patient is waiting,” before he calmly walked over and stood by the tied up bottom. Nervously I stood up and followed: my raging dick leading the way and dripping my toxic cum in long drools with every step. Just inches from the unconscious bottom I realized how my dick was perfectly aligned with his waiting hole as if…as if Dr. Mike knew my exact height and other measurements and had planned accordingly. But how? Dr. Mike just smiled and nodded as I tentatively stepped closer, my flesh pressing against the bottom’s. I turned to Dr. Mike who said nothing, but just nodded. I gently reached out and inserted my right index finger between the waiting mounds of twink flesh. His ass crack was totally hairless, as was the rest of his body – whether natural or manicured – it did not matter, it was sexy as fuck! I slid my finger against his puckered ass ring and with but the slightest effort of pressure it slowly opened and sucked my finger in to the hilt. No resistance, no squirming, no fighting. The bottom suddenly let out a low, guttural moan and I yanked my finger back in surprise and shock. Dr. Mike just chuckled and with his hands still clasped in front of him like he was monitoring a science experiment of no regard, he turned to Dr. Collins and ordered, “A little more if you please.” Dr. Collins flooded the IV input with a wave of milky white slumber. Dr. Mike turned and looked at me expectantly. I had never really fucked in front of an audience and the whole situation was beyond fucking strange. Dr. Mike held out his hands, palms up in an apologetic gesture and said, “Given the current treatment, at least this time, I must be here to attend my patients – you and him. In the future – if you decide to continue under my care – I expect that will not be necessary and only Dr. Collins will need to monitor such aspects of your visits. However, my plan for treatment is that – based on your performance – hypothetically of course, that a first treatment may be such as we have today with the patient totally unaware and unconscious. Next time, maybe it will be a lighter sleep. The time after, maybe semi-conscious, but still restrained. The time after that? Who knows? You may find that having your way with someone completely restrained yet fully conscious is more to your – shall we say medical needs?” There was that fucking dark smile again. Dr. Mike was an evil, twisted, son of a bitch and part of me wanted to be just like him! I needed to fuck. I needed to breed that ass and knowing he was knocked out, anonymous, NEG, and that I might infect him sent me to the fucking moon! I stepped closer, lining my dick head with Lucas’ asshole. No, no names – this was just some cum dump – some dirty bottom willing to take any raw dick and I planned to POZ him good. This time I jammed three fingers all at once at that ass ring and just like before it opened, but damage was done. Dr. Mike issued a small chuckle and “Yes!” as I dug my nails into the bottom’s hole, harder and harder, over and over, yearning to break through the walls of his drug induced state to hear him moan in pain and beg for mercy. That never happened, which only spurred me on to finger fuck his hole rougher. I glanced to the side to see Dr. Mike adjust his own hard dick and I smiled. Yeah, that’s right, I could be as twisted as he was, just watch. This bottom would remember the day I bred him and when I finally pulled my fingers out they were nice and red. I then started to slap his ass – full on arm swings – and those apple cheeks went from white, to pink, to red, to shades of purple in no time. God damn I wanted to bust right then! My hand hurt from slapping him so hard and yet not a single moan or sound escaped those pink little lips that protruded from the leather hood over his head. While Dr. Mike was clearly into it, Dr. Collins seemed oblivious and totally focused on his patient and the monitors. Fine by me. I took a step back, slid my right hand up and down my shaft a few times to coat my death rod with my POZ, sticky precum, wiped my hands on the bottom’s sides, then grabbed the two biggest handfuls of flesh that I could and squeezed and dug in. I PAUSED, LOOKED AT DR. MIKE, AND AS HE MET MY EYES I SLAMMED MY DICK THROUGH THE BOTTOM’S OUTER HOLE AND BURIED MYSELF INSIDE HIM! The bottom’s body made no movement at all as I ripped him open. The pillow beneath his legs became stained. While I expected to see the waves of pain ripple through his body, his ass never clenched, never tried to push me out, never fought back. Somewhere between his fresh stab wounds and his brain all nerve impulses just faded away – thank you Dr. Collins! I clenched his flesh tighter in my grasp. I wanted him to be bruised, sore, and it was time to rape some ass. I grunted and growled as I pulled out and slammed all 10-inches+ of my raw dick into my victim’s hole and the more it got wet, the harder I fucked. My balls were bursting, ready to breed and infect this cum dump. My fountain of death was ready to explode like Deep Water Horizon and forever alter the world! I PICKED UP MY PACE, AND FUCKED AS HARD AS I COULD. I WANTED TO RAPE THAT ASS – HURT IT – INFECT IT – BREED IT – FILL HIS GUTS WITH MY LOAD! DR. MIKE WAS RIGHT – I HAD MANY GIFTS AND THIS BOTTOM WOULD GET THEM ALL AND AS I LOOKED DOWN AND SAW MY RED-COATED DICK I LOST IT – FROZE – AND SHOOK AS MY HYPERSPERMIA DELIVERED WHAT FELT LIKE A QUART OF INFECTED AIDS NUTT INTO THAT BOTTOM’S SHREDDED ASS. Oh yeah, in addition to shooting a lot in volume, my orgasm – my real orgasm which have been few and far between – seem to last for fucking ever and by the time my dick stopped spurting and I was able to let go of the flesh clenched in a death grip in my hands, I felt like I would pass out. With my dick still inside his unwilling hole, and streams of ass juice and my cum frothing out around my semi-hard dick, I flopped on top of the twink’s body feeling utterly satisfied for the maybe the first time ever. Dr. Mike was behind me, pressed his body against my naked ass and reached out and laid his right hand on my chest, “Please, if you could just stand back up, we do not want to impede his breathing.” Oh shit! Something about his touch, his body pressed to mine, the feel of his hard dick through his pants … fuck I don’t know – set me off again and I started blowing another load up that bottom’s hole without even another stroke. This one racked me to my bones and every spasm that burned through my body was felt by Dr. Mike who moaned and held me as I POZZED that ripped up ass all over again! When my balls were finally drained, my dick slid out of that beaten hole like a python that had just gorged on a herd of goats and was ready for a long nap. Dr. Mike stepped back, wiped his hands one against the other, smiled and said, “There. Now if you please. Get dressed and I will see you back here next Monday, same time,” and with that he left. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!) (Dr Mike: Biohazard and Healer – all story links here - https://breeding.zone/topic/34692-dr-mike-biohazard-story-links/#comment-384265 )

PART 3 On the last day of my holiday, I visited the shopping malls as our flight was leaving at 19:00 and we had to leave for the airport in the early afternoon. We started at one of Orlando's premium outlet malls in International Drive. I had no interest in shopping, but it was a good excuse to get away from my family. I went straight on to Grindr to see what was around. There were surprisingly a lot of people around, maybe I could have some fun in the restrooms. I kept offering, but no one was serious beyond sending a nude then ignoring. That was until I got a message. "Are you in X" (X being the name of a store, hidden to protect their identity). I was. "Come to the back of the store". The guy opened the backdoor and I was in a dark corridor. It seemed to connect all the shops together with their stock rooms. "The store has been dead all day, wait here I'll lock up". He locked the door and added a "be back soon" sign before leading me to the stock room. "You aren't from around here are you?" He asked. "I'm from England". "I love the Brits, they do anything I want them to". "Well what do you ask them to do" I enquired. He smiled and unbuckled his jeans. "You can start by getting your clothes off and sucking this". I pulled out my poppers. "Are they poppers" he laughed. "You are prepared". I started sucking his cock but he wasn't getting hard. I was getting a little bored. "Sorry" he said, "you're my 3rd fuck today". I suddenly started enjoying his cock more. I had the juices of 2 other guys I was sucking. I got brave. "I want you to fuck me" I asked. "Ok, let me grab a condom". "Raw" I said. He smiled, "good, I don't have condoms anyway.". He laid on the floor and I hovered over his dick. I sniffed my poppers and sat down, his dick suddenly got hard, and long. I gasped, I didn't expect it to fill me so much. I was riding him and kissing him at the same time. He came, really quickly. "Fuck that was hot" he said. I got dressed and he told me to follow the corridor to the end, it'll take me back into the main shopping area. I was smiling, I get to go on the plane with cum in my ass. Shortly after we went to the Florida Mall. I was wondering around and came across what looked like a sort of skate shop. It had a funny smell, novelty t shirts and joke things, bongs that sort of thing. Intrigued, I went to the back of the store and they had sex toys. I noticed a plug and immediately bought it to keep the cum in my ass. The guy that served me didn't say a word. I looked at him and said, "can you keep the packaging?" "Ur sure but you can't return it once it's opened" "that's fine". "Where's the nearest restroom?" I asked. He explained that the nearest were currently out of order, and that I should try the ones by the Florida Hotel. He said if I give him 5 minutes he'll show me where they are. I waited, and he took me to them, and followed me in. I wasn't sure if this was a coincidence, or he wanted sex, I was hoping for the latter, he was cute. I smiled at him and walked into the end cubicle, I shut the door but didn't lock it in case he wanted to come in. He didn't. He did go in the cubicle next me. Damn, I thought, but in well. I locked the door, and quickly put the plug in my ass. That was until I turned around, and I could see a dick under the stall. I started to wank it, then lick it, then suck it. He started fucking my mouth. I checked to see if we were alone, we weren't. The rush of getting caught made me instantly erect. I heard the last cubicle door shut and we were alone. I asked him to come over, and he did. When I opened the door, I quickly got on my knees and started sucking him. He noticed the plug and asked "how is it?". "Good, but yours would be better". He pushed me away and bent me over, he pulled out the plug and started fingering my ass. Then it happened. The wrapped landed next to my hand. He had a condom on. At this point a fuck was a fuck, but I was enjoying my raw record. He was fucking me hard, but he had no lube and it was actually hurting. I asked him to pull out a second whilst I sniffed some poppers. He watched me sniffing, and was wanking his cock. I turned around again and guided the cock in. Within a minute he had cum. The condom was out and he was about to put it in the toilet. I stopped him. "Can I have that?" I asked. "Um sure" he said, before pulling up his jeans. "I'm gonna head back my break is over soon" he said. I wasn't paying attention now. I was working out how to get this cum in my ass. I laid down and tried to get my legs up, I wanted to pour it in, but spreading my cheeks and pouring it wasn't working. It went everywhere. Some over my ass, some in it and some on the floor. I put my plug back in and got dressed. That's 2 loads in me. I looked down and there was a glob of cum on the floor. I wanted it, but it was on the floor. I sniffed some poppers and tabbed my fingers in it. Then licked my fingers. Did I really just do that I thought to myself. But I kinda liked it. I took another hit before kneeling down and licking up the remaining cum. Then I left. Normally when my poppers are wearing off, I get a sort of repulsive thought of what I've done, regret and disgust etc. This time, I didn't. I'm not sure what changed, but for the first time, I accepted what had happened and loved it 100%. I met up with my family in the food court, and acted like nothing had happened. TO BE CONTINUED

PART 2 I arrived at a Disney World resort, gated and security everywhere. My hopes of finding someone outside of this resort was starting to dash, and Grindr was useless, the nearest person to me was 6 miles away. I was sat by the pool one day, when I saw someone message me saying they were watching me. They had no profile, I couldn't see their exact distance, but their profile was next to mine so they had to be close. They started teasing. "That's it look around", "You won't find us", "Fancy some fun?". I didn't want to look suspicious, my family were all around me. I got up and said I was going to the restroom and quickly made my way inside. "We aren't coming in there, the cleaners will be there soon", "goto the showers next door". I was getting more and more intrigued until I found a private shower / restroom tucked away down a corridor. The door was propped open and I walked inside. Inside I found 2 guys, I was praying they were the ones messaging me on Grindr otherwise I was about to die of embarrassment. Thankfully, one got down on his knees and started sucking his partner in front me of. "Are you going to join us?" I got down on my knees and started sucking. The other turned on the shower and started rimming me. Whilst I was loving the moment, I felt a bit lost without poppers. For some reason not many people that I'd spoken to around these parts had them or used them, and even worse, I couldn't find somewhere that sold them that was accessible to me. In my daydreaming phase, the guy rimming me whispered "want my load in your ass? It's special". His partner started laughing. I was hesitant. "Don't worry you'll love it". Foolishly I asked if they had any condoms. "I'll check my bag" Whilst checking the bag, the pulled out some condoms, and a bottle of poppers.y eyes lit up. "Can I use those" I asked. "Sure". I took a long sniff, and started holding my breath. My worries started to drift away. The other guy called me a right popper faggot before sticking his tongue down my throat. The other guy started to put the condom on. I turned around and started kissing him, making my way lower, sucking his nipples, then pulling the condom off his cock and sucking it. I turned around and guided his cock into my house and said "fuck me". I started sniffing the poppers again as I was being fucked hard and fast. "Am I cumming in your cunt faggot?" "Yes sir" I replied. "You want my poz cum in you is that so?" "Yes sir" and after one long hard thrust he started grunting and slowly pulled out. The cum was dripping out my ass. The other guy made his way to my ass and started fucking the cum back into me. "Are you poz too sir?" I asked. "No" he said, but I'll give you something else if you're lucky. "like what?" I asked. "I'll tell you someday". After a few minutes, both guys had cum inside me and I was red raw. They let me keep the bottle of poppers but I some how had to get back to the pool, hide them somewhere and explain why I had been away so long. I stashed the poppers in my trainers, and immediately jumped in the pool, with all in my ass. Thinking about what I had just done. The realisation then came, did I just take poz cum? What was the other guy going on about? What if my prep doesn't work? It was too late now, it was just a waiting game until I got home. TO BE CONTINUED

In all honesty, I have found the best way to keep quiet a submissive bottom is to tel them that I don’t like whining and if it hurts too much I will pull out and leave. they all shut their mouths and let me use them in peace.

Compilation post for the last several months. Been able to get bred about 4 times with a recurring 'anon' top. Same one as in previous posts I made awhile back. Usual scenario, I get to his place walk in, go to his bedroom, strip. get on all fours on bed. Wait. Then I feel his hands on my ass and waiting hole, lubes up his cock then mounts me. He loves fucking me from behind, getting me at all sorts of angles. Best part is he is verbal and loves that I am bi cheating bareback married bottom. Eventually he comes hard, which is amazing as he has been so far the only top I actually feel his cock throb as he is cumming. I did have a new encounter yesterday, young bbc from Grindr. Asked if I played bare and played anon. Could not resist. Got to his place, stripped, made me suck his cock some, insisting I do not look up. Then he told me to turn around. Mounted me and waa gentle at first but after he hit poppers he started slamming me like crazy. Felt amazing and my hole was clenched tight on him. Guess a little too well as he lasted only a couple minutes before blasting inside me. Love new cum.

Yup, cumfillme, there's nothing better than being ass up/face down in a darkroom awaiting a stud's rock hard fuck stick up your hungry hole...tongue fishing with another bareback whore next to you as your well bred fuck hole drips loads onto the floor...the feel of an unseen stud's fingers up your ass as he exclaims "fuck yeah," having felt the loads previously deposited by other unseen studs...as he buries his engorged sex tool deep in your guts and deposits copious amounts of ball snot (hopefully toxic) in your starving boy cunt!!!

Part 3 From that moment on Dan made it clear who was in charge. I had to submit to everything either of them wanted. He told me that Tom (his mate) was a dom but apparently his arse wasn't safe. Tom gave Dan a very funny look but nodded in agreement. Dan was unusually giddy and full of energy. normally after the initial rapefuck he would chill out and have a drink to catch his breath but tonight he seemed very excited. perhaps he was showing off for his mate. either way he sat down on the bed and pulled me across his knee and started spanking my arse hard telling me this was what I get for making him wait so long for a visit. my heart sank when he ordered Tom to fetch the bath brush from the bathroom. I realised tonight was gonna be challenge. Tom handed Dan the bath brush and sat on an armchair grinning, enjoying the show. already his cock was starting to harden again. Dan spanked me forcefully with the brush causing a lot of squirming and yelping from me. He started laying the swats on harder and my eyes were starting to well up. "Did you like my surprise slut?" "AGH AH AGH OW Yes Sir!!" I replied "I have another one for you later when the time is right" he pushed me to the floor giving me a kick in the ribs as I fell. "Now cunt - we did you a favour coming straight here from work. Coulda made you wait for your fucking, but no we came straight here coz we knew you needed a real man to rape your hole. wasn't that nice of us?" "Um yeah um thanks sir!" "crawl over to Master Tom and ask him if he needs anything cleaned after a hard day at work" I crawled over to the armchair and looked up at Tom. he was actually quite handsome in a rugged kinda way. his sneer told me exactly what he thought of me. "Please sir do you need anything cleaned?" His sneer got wider and he looked over at Dan "For real???". Dan must have nodded because Tom laughed and his grin turned mean. "fuck yeah. Clean my dirty shitter you slut" he turned over and knelt on the chair sticking his ass out towards me. I heard Dan picking up the bath brush again so I didn't hesitate. I spread Master Toms cheeks and saw his hairy hole. he wasn't as hairy as master Dan and a quick sniff regrettably didn't reveal anything other than masculine sweaty arse crack so I spread his cheeks wider and lapped his crack up and down before focusing on his pucker. circling it gently before pushing my tongue in. there was massive resistance at first - his arse obviously wasn't fucked regularly like mine. I worked my tongue in deeper lapping at his musky hole. Dan started slapping my arse gently with the brush encouraging me to go deeper, faster, telling me to "snog his arse". after about 10 minutes of intense arse-licking Dan suddenly stood up and kicked me hard out of the way "Wet enough" was all he said before ramming his rock hard cock up Toms hole Toms scream was silent for a second then the shock passed and he started to struggle and scream for real. he begged Dan to stop but Dan just grinned and fucked harder. after about 15 minutes he pounded poor tom even harder and with a roar shot a load up his torn bunghole tom collapsed in the chair as Dan grabbed my head and fed me his dirty cock. there was a bit of blood on it from Toms hole and I didn't know whether to feel sorry or jealous of the poor sod. Dan lay back on the bed to relax and began instructing Tom how to punch, kick and slap me so my body matched the colour of my arse. finally I could see the show having an effect on both of them and I resigned myself to the realisation another fuck was imminent. Dan clapped his hands and told me it was time for surprise number 2. He lay on his back on the bed and grasping his cock so it pointed straight up ordered "sit on it bitch". I slowly climbed onto the bed and positioned myself over his cock. bracing myself I slowly lowered myself down onto his dry cock. This seemed to anger him and grabbing my hips slammed his cock upwards - I screamed "Never waste my time worrying about your hole slut". he pulled me down so it was deep inside my ass. I could feel it throbbing against my bruised insides. reaching up he took hold of my arms and slowly pulled me forward and downwards. our faces close, he briefly kissed me. From this position I could look into his eyes. and what I saw scared me. despite the kiss there was to be no compassion tonight. I could feel Tom climbing on the bed behind me and starting to position his cock at my hole beside Dan's. I realised what was about to happen. Dan grinned and asked me "Have you guessed what surprise 2 is yet?" I was scared - "you're gonna try and DP me?" Dan laughed. "No no no you stupid fuck. that's not a surprise. the moment you knew there were two of us you had to realise you would be taking both our cocks up your rapehole whether you want it or not" I was suddenly very confused and scared "Then what is..." "Shhhhhhh, no the surprise is that since our last session I have tested Poz and so has Tom!!!" He grabbed me, his arms around my back holding me down "And now we are gonna rip your hole and breed you again" "NOOO!!!" that must have been the pre-arranged signal because Tom rammed his cock up my arse beside Dan's. I lost consciousness for a second, when I regained my senses I was screaming but into Dan's mouth as he kissed me deeply I tried to struggle as the pain in my ass was unbearable unbelievably after a few minutes of rough pumping my ass either became numb or it became accustomed to the size of the two cocks inside me and the pain lessened. Dan was grinning up at me encouraging me to take it. telling me that they had both already dumped 1 load each in me so it didn't matter - this was their way to make sure their seed took AND to remind me that my ass was for their enjoyment not mine. I was crying now but what he was saying kinda made sense. struggling was only gonna make it worse and wouldn't change the outcome anyway. finally I felt Tom shooting his 2nd load inside me which triggered Dan to shoot too. after a few seconds Tom yanked his cock out, causing another squeal from me. He told me to clean his cock so I lifted myself off Dan's cock (Dan seemed to have dozed off) and sucked Toms flaccid willy. He grabbed my head and told me to hold still as he released his post orgasmic piss down my throat. once finished he started to get dressed. He called over to Dan to say he would see him in work tomorrow and just walked out without a word or even a glance at me. Dan called me from the bed. He told me he had one last fuckload to give me and to get back into the bed and assume the position. 5 seconds later I was head down arse up on the bed as he climbed behind me. guess I'm still willing

I plug all the time. In the gym, work, pool, beach, bars, restaurants, even on a plane. I always have a plan to take it out if I need to because sometimes it can get uncomfortable but Intry to keep it in as long as I can. I also always plug back up after I am bred so I can keep theor seed inside me for the next guy. Most importantly I stay plugged anytime I think I might meet a guy that want to fuck me, this way I can pull it out and my hole takes his cock no matter what size instantly. To keep my hole ready to serve my top. Anytime a top wants me.

Like the confluence of tattoing and conversion. Chill sounds like he'd make a good fuckbuddy and gifter.

Wow. Seriously hot story. Well done

That's hot bitch I'm interested in your uncle cousins and brothers Your father lives with you, he can use your ass before have a choice

Older fags are amazing. Best fuck I ever had was a 78 year old guy. Great ass, dumped a MASSIVE load inside him, that’s how good it felt. He was 40 years older than me

Part 18 Casey and Tyler didn't do a lot of oral when they hooked up. Both were mostly tentative when they did it, just a short stop to more kissing and fucking. It hadn't been since Tyler sucked Chris while he was being fucked by Hunter that he really did it in earnest. But Greg couldn't tell. He loved the feel of Tylers mouth on his thick cock slowly but surely taking more and more of him like a boy who was savoring every inch. "Yeah boy. Fucking hot mouth." He looked down and met eyes with Tyler which just turned him on even more. "Let's move over to the couch." With Chris going to the other room with the rest of the guys, Greg didnt have anyone to lean on if he lost his balance again but he didnt want this to stop. He pulled Tyler up and moved toward the couch grabbing the pipe and torch first. Tyler just followed and watched as Greg lit the pipe. "Wait a second. I think we need a refill." Greg went over to his pants and pulled out a small bag from one of the pockets. He showed it to Tyler and gave it a little shake. "Always have to come prepared." Tyler shrugged. "Oh I didnt know. I dont know how to get anything like that." "Dont worry about that. You being here is plenty. Youre our guest. We provide the favors." He added to the pipe and then put the little bag back into his pant pocket. He lit the pipe again and began to trade hits with Tyler. Tyler really hadnt come down from his earlier hits so these were putting him into a place he had never been. A place that he could only describe as insatiable hunger. He was becoming more and more desperate for Gregs cock back in his mouth. Once Greg detected that feeling in the boy, he placed the pipe and torch back on the table. He put his arm around Tyler. "How are you feeling?" Tyler nodded. "Good" he said softly. "You sure?" Tyler just kept nodding looking forward not looking at Greg and trying to keep himself composed. "Yeah." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Greg stroking his cock. He looked directly at it but the tattoo above it pulled his focus. Hunter had one too Tyler thought. Weird coincidence. Before thinking to mention it or ask about it, Tyler could feel the pressure of Greg's arm pushing him back down toward it. Instead of bending down, he got up from the couch and kneeled down between Gregs legs and looked up at this hot man in front of him. "Fuck yeah boy." He slapped his cock against Tylers slightly open mouth. Tyler took the invitation and took about half into his mouth right away. Tyler felt about another inch push further into his mouth as Greg arched his back from the pleasure. This hunger felt new to Tyler. He knew it was something about the hits he took. One cock while he was high didnt seem to be enough. The last time he got high Chris fucked him but he went back to his dorm room wanting more. This was the same feeling. And even as he was enjoying the feeling of this mans thick cock in his mouth, he somehow knew it wouldnt be enough. He bobbed up and down doing his best to work his way closer and closer to the base. Greg could feel the boys spit running down his shaft and balls. This boy wants it he thought. He reached down, held the boys face with both hands and pushed his cock into the boys mouth as deep as he could to hear Tyler gag. The sight of this boy choking on his cock almost made him cum at that moment. He didnt want that. The first load he shot today was going to be in service to pozzing this boy up. Greg let go and Tyler pulled off as he coughed. "Sorry" Tyler said as he shook it off. "Nothing to be sorry for. That was hot. Why dont you come up here and sit on it?" Tyler looked at the cock glistening now with his spit and precum. He stood up and straddled Gregs lap. "How about you face away from me? Turn around." This was a new position for Tyler. Every time he rode Casey it was face to face. He turned around and began to lower himself. He reached back to Gregs cock but felt a hand on his lower back pushing him to bend over. "I got you." Tyler looked over his shoulder as he backed up slowly and saw Greg was holding his cock and aiming it towards Tylers hole. And suddenly he could feel the thick head pushing into him slow but easy. Hunters cock had been a warm up for his hole so that he could work Gregs in without pain. The thickness was stretching his hole but that was what made him moan in pleasure. Quicker than he thought possible, he was sitting on Gregs lap with the mans cock balls deep inside him. Whatever apprehension Tyler ever had calling himself a bottom melted away in this moment. There was no feeling he could remember that was as good as this. He was taught at church that being gay and gay sex was wrong but why would God make something so wrong so pleasurable? He could only hope that Greg was feeling even half as good as he was. Greg leaned over and pressed his chest against Tyler. He kissed the boys back and moaned into it. "Feeling ok boy? Your hole around my raw cock is fucking amazing." He wrapped his arms around Tylers chest and pulled him back as he sat back against the couch. "Put your arm around me." Tyler reached back and wrapped an arm around Gregs shoulders, his head now against the back of the couch. Tyler used his free hand to stroke his hard cock. Greg turned Tylers face toward him. "Kiss me boy." Greg kissed Tyler tenderly at first but it became much deeper and harder and breathy as Greg began fucking up into the boy with force to get as deep as he could with each thrust. Tyler yelped softly into Gregs mouth each time he felt the cock slam into him. This is what he wanted. He met each of Gregs thrusts by grinding down into the mans lap. The first time Greg felt the pressure the boy was exerting on his cock, his eyes flashed open. Tyler was looking directly into his eyes and the man smiled and laughed into their kiss. He underestimated this boy. With his next couple thrusts he felt Tyler also squeezing and milking his cock. The laugh became a deep moan as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Tyler thought he hadnt seen anything hotter in his life. Gregs hands were all over Tyler exploring the boys body and giving him even more pleasure. This felt like sensory overload to Tyler as the mans touch felt electric no matter where his hands moved, squeezed, and pinched. Gregs moaning and the looks on his face turned Tyler on even more. Greg began to pick up speed and Tyler met the rhythm without any hesitation and also began stroking his own cock harder and faster. The boy was milking Gregs cock with determination now and as he pistoned into Tylers hole he thought he was in love. He could tell in the way Tyler was bucking now that he was close to shooting. So was Greg. He pulled away from their kiss. "You getting close boy?" Tyler just nodded as the rest of his body was losing control. "Me too. I'm gonna flood your insides boy." "Cum in me." Tyler had no idea where that came from but he knew he meant it. He wanted to feel this mans cock throb and shoot inside him. He still didnt know that Hunter had cum inside him earlier so he was desperate for what he thought was the first load of his day. Strangely, it was at this moment that Tyler fully realized that Greg was fucking him raw which made it clear in his mind that no one actually ever used condoms. They were a myth, a way for schools and churches to intimidate horny teens about diseases and pregnancy, and he would never have to worry about them. This is when he came to the conclusion that he would never consider condoms ever for the rest of his life. This while a hot man was fucking him raw. "Breed me Greg!" Tyler screamed as his thoughts became words. "Fuck!" Hearing Tylers command was enough to push him off his edge. Tyler pulled his head back and began to shoot his own load with ropes flying everywhere. Greg could feel the boys hole spasm around his cock and his moans started to become much louder. Between hard breaths he screamed "I'm....cumming....boy...." He could feel the ropes shooting through his cock and deep into the boy. Greg always shot big loads but this one felt unusually large. He just kept cumming. So did the boy. Whenever he could focus enough he saw more cum gushing out of the boys cock. He could feel Tyler still grinding down on his lap to get his cum as deep as he could. Fuck this boy is hot, he thought. He had no idea what happened before he got to Hunters place but if Tyler wasnt before, he was definitely pozzed now. They both started to come down and catch their breath. "So fucking hot boy. You good?" Tyler used his arm around Greg to pull him into another deep kiss and ground down harder onto the cock inside him. Tyler was used to leaving wherever he was after he got off. Even though Casey lived down the hall he rarely stuck around after they fucked. But today was somehow different. Hunter and Greg had both fucked him and he had just cum a huge load. But he was still hungry for more and he was going to fight the guilt that always arose that told him to leave now. Greg pulled back to look at Tyler. "You are sexy as fuck. God damn." Tyler just smiled not quite sure how to respond. He felt his hips being raised slowly and understood and lifted himself off of Gregs cock and the couch. Greg got up and went to the kitchen. Tyler could hear the water running and soon Greg came back around the corner with two glasses of water and a roll of paper towel. "Here get some water in you. We just had a work out." He handed a glass to Tyler and put the other down as he ripped some of the paper towel from the roll. He sat back down next to the boy and began cleaning the cum off of the boys torso, crotch, and legs. To Tyler there was something so sensual about this. This man who already got off was still taking care of him and was meticulously cleaning him as if he wasnt just some stranger he met that day. Finally, after multiple rips off the paper towel roll, Tyler was clean. "Damn. That was some load. You always cum this big?" Greg asked. "No. Guess it was a special day." He smiled. "Me too. I do have big loads but today it just felt like a weeks worth. You just turned me on so much boy." Greg cleaned himself with some paper towel and then downed his glass of water. He put down the empty glass and then picked up the pipe and torch. "Theres still some left. We might as well finish it." Tyler didnt respond. He had been eyeing the pipe as he finished his water and was hoping Greg would offer. Greg wanted to get the boy even higher than he seemed to be at the moment. So did Tyler. Together they passed the pipe back and forth until it was empty. If the two had come down from their high after they came, this made up for it and then some. Greg placed the pipe down on the table and when he turned his attention back to Tyler he noticed the boy was stroking his hard cock again. He looked at Tyler and nodded in the direction of Hunters bedroom. "So you wanna see what the other guys are up to?"

Part 6 - The Cousins Gift Banbury was not short of guys Sampson noticed after changing his location, he was spending a quiet night in wearing only his underwear and laying on the bed slowly scrolling through the profiles. Skipping over the weird ones as he called them who wore leather chaps or boots up to their knees with shaved heads. They generally looked like nasty rough men and he tended to avoid them. Except one that caught his attention that wore bleached denims and red boots with yellow laces. His flies were open and his cock was hanging out supported by a shiny cock ring that caught his eye. Sampson scrolled back up and down the profile of SkinMike28 and read through his description 'Shaved arse, balls and 8 inch uncut rock hard. Give and take but usually give twice as hard'. Sampson chuckled and looked down to the pictures again, so the guy wasn't bad looking he thought, actually quite sexy with his dark brown sultry eyes. Sampson paused for a moment before sending him a flame whilst his other hand was casually playing with his cock that was semi hard looking at SkinMike28's pictures. There was no question he needed arse to fuck and was feeling very horny tonight, rudely he was interrupted by a knocking at his door and Marlon's voice calling out. Sampson locked his phone and went over to unlock and open the door letting him in. "What do I owe this pleasure for?" Sampson asked smiling at Marlon. Marlon shrugged watching him close and lock the door "Haven't had chance to catch up with you" he said. Sampson walked back to the bedroom "I am horny so you can play bitch for me!" he said making it clear. Marlon turned to look at him "Is that so?" he questioned already pulling his jeans off. Sampson chuckled "I knew you would come begging" he said moving towards him, "Beg for it!" he suddenly demanded. Marlon smirked back at him "No!" he replied confidently, "You want it as much as me" he said sitting on the bed. Sampson moved closed and stood towering above Marlon then pushed him back grabbing his legs as they swung up. Wasting no time he guided his cock to the exposed perfect tightly closed hole, Marlon groaned deep in his chest feeling Sampson rub the head of his cock up against his hole. An itchiness crawled through his arse in desperation needing Sampson's cock inside to sooth it. He didn't need to worry and quickly flung his hands against Sampson's shoulders to push him back, his hole forced open abruptly by Sampson's cock forcing its way inside. With the head resting inside he toyed with Marlon's hole pulling back a tiny amount then forward again, repeating this knowing that Marlon would soon beg to feel the fullness of his cock deep inside him. He played Marlon for several minutes and could see in his eyes he was begging for it, but he wanted to hear him say it, he needed Marlon to beg vocally for his cock. Sampson began pulling the head out and instinctly Marlon's hands grabbed his hips pulling him forward 'Fuck me!' he pleaded his voice going up an octave in desperation. Sampson smirked and pushed his hips forward in one rapid thrust, Marlon cried loudly, his hole stretched open letting the cock tear past the tight resistance until Sampson was up to his balls in Marlon's guts. Allowing no time for Marlon to adjust he started paying him rapid hard thrusts that hit deep into Marlon's core. His fingers clawing at Sampson's hips and digging in hard leaving red marks. Struggling to get his breath or cry, the burning in his arse soothing the fuck itch he had that made him come begging for it. Marlon looked up in to his cousins eyes that stared back at him, there was an undeniable look of hunger in both of them. Marlon raised his head and looked down only to see the trail of Sampson's pubic hair melding in to his, his head flopped back down moaning, he knew Sampson had penetrated him deep and was intent to giving him one hell of a deep fucking. Sampson put some of his knowledge to good use and gyrated his hips then pulled back only to slam forward, the fingers digging deeper in to his skin as Marlon cried out in pleasure. Short sharp deep thrusts followed each one tearing more in to Marlon's arse exposing him to the virus leaking out in the precum, each thrust smearing the precum against the small tears starting a chain reaction of infiltration on his clean cells, spreading from the source to dominate his body. His heart unknowingly pumping the virus around his body. Sampson's warm breath caressed Marlon's neck spurring him on even more and begging for Sampson to fuck him. He looked Marlon in the eye and moved in to a steady rhythm of thrusting, his balls tapping away gently at Marlon's arse tightened and he knew there was no holding back now. The tiny amount of virus already infecting Marlon was about to get supercharged with millions more joining the invasion. Marlon moved his hands up around Sampson's back gripping hold of him feeling the change in Sampson's cock as it neared completion of its task. Sampson raised his head and groaned loudly pushing his down hard locking his cock deep inside Marlon, 'Fuck yes!' Sampson cried feeling his cock jump releasing its potent seed deep in to Marlon. His orgasm kept coming in waves, his balls desperate to unload as much cum as they could pump out seemed to go on. Marlon felt his own cock spewing over his stomach, the excitement to much to bear and he allowed his body to go rogue and please itself savouring the thrill. Sampson collapsed forward on to Marlon and they shared a brief kiss, Marlon crossed his legs around Sampson's waist holding him inside, his arms wrapping around Sampson's back. Laying there enjoying the gentle post orgasm thrusts that kept coming from Sampson's hips, a feeling of satisfaction and intimacy that he only felt with Sampson. Marlon stared off in to the distance with a blank expression, his thoughts strangely turning to his cousin and the realisation hitting him, he loved his cousin more than his girlfriend, both in person and sexually. Unable to comprehend the feelings Marlon blinked and focused back to Sampson who was now looking at him in strange way, Sampson was unable to tell if Marlon was now regretting his actions. He smiled and pulled Sampson down, their lips touched briefly then again only this time they kissed lightly, slowly parting their lips with each tender kiss until they locked lips and tongues danced around pushing into each others mouths. Sampson delicately continued to gyrate his hips bringing his cock back up to full erection and gently began fucking Marlon, churning the cum already deposited, locked in their kiss a simple moment of time where they shared a closeness verging on love making. Sampson slowly caressed the inside of Marlon's arse with his cock, in the strangest way he found a pleasure he had never experienced before. A connection between their bodies that lasted for almost an hour taking them to a new level of exploration. Their bodies seamlessly moving together in a sensual dance until his orgasm came and went in a flurry of increased pace and biting on Marlon's upper lip before sinking his tongue back inside Marlon's mouth. Sampson rolled on to his back releasing Marlon who laid there a shaking mess of his former self, conflicted and confused by his cousin he breathed heavily calming himself down and shaking off the dangerous thoughts. Marlon sat up and swung his legs over the bed "I asked her to marry me" he quietly said. Sampson turned his head and glanced at the back of Marlon "Why?" he asked stroking Marlon's arm. "Its the right thing to do" Marlon replied pulling his underwear on, "kind of expected of me" he said. Sampson sighed "Where does that leave us?" he asked. Marlon glanced back at him "I have responsibilities now" he said unable to stop looking at Sampson's cock. Sampson glanced at him "You didn't answer my question" he said looking Marlon in the eye. "This needs to stop" Marlon said tinged with sadness. "I can't do this anymore" he finished off. Sampson grinned then swept off the bed "Until you get desperate for me to fuck you" he said arrogantly. Marlon slipped on his shirt and trousers "Just promise me if I do you send me on my way" he said quietly. Sampson came round and kissed Marlon "I promise I will, but only after I have seen to you" he said grinning. "Don't. You make this so hard Samps, I have to stop this" Marlon moved away tucking his shirt in. Sampson stood there with his arms folded smirking. "See you in the morning" Marlon said and left. Marlon closed the caravan door and a tear slowly trickled down his cheek, wiping his eye he walked across the commune, his arse still full of Sampson's toxic cum that already found its way in to his body and was taking hold of him. Sampson showered and crept in to bed, the sex with Marlon had taken his mind off feeling unwell again, switching the light off he resolved himself to visit the hospital in a few days to try and get some idea of why he was feeling like this. He knew he would have to go them some actual contact details rather than the fake one he used before if he really wanted to find out the truth. Sampson had a few busy weeks and put the visit to hospital out of his head, he was playing a very careful game with the skinhead, leaving things a few days before replying to any messages which in fact is exactly what the guy was doing to him. Dangling the bait and being distant not wanting to portray any sign of desperation. Sampson walked in to the A&E department unable to shift the cough that had gone to his chest, the receptionist tried to refer him back to his doctor until Sampson explained he was from out of town and wasn't registered with one. Sat there for several hours waiting until just before 4pm he was taken through and examined and given some antibiotics for his chest and sent to get some blood tests. Having left his actual phone number this time Sampson got in to his 4x4 and lowered his head on the steering wheel for several minutes trying to shake off his headache before driving back to the commune. After a good nights sleep he felt a little better now the antibiotics were slowly kicking in and spent the day working with the guys, Marlon had come down with a cold and discreetly accused Sampson of giving it to him having seen how poorly Sampson had been. He was doing his best to avoid sexual contact with Sampson and was being quite successful, but every time he was near him his cock stirred and his thoughts wondered to that night where they engaged so sensually together. The thought of kissing Sampson turned Marlon on even more and he was fighting the urge to call on him again. Sampson sat in the back of the truck waiting for the guys to be finished when his phone rang, answering it the person introduced themselves from the Sexual Health clinic and needed to make an urgent appointment for him to see the consultant, Sampson got out of the truck to take the call and walked down the road on the phone nodding and talking quietly. He made an appointment for the following afternoon at 3pm then hung up and returned to see Marlon waiting for him by the truck. "Ready to head back?" Marlon asked looking concerned at the strange look on Sampson's face. Sampson nodded "Yes, you all done then?" he asked trying to be as near to normal. Marlon was about to say something but Sampson had already got in the truck waiting for them to pack the tools in the back. Sampson looked around and opened the app to see a message from the skinhead inviting him over tonight, he typed a quick reply agreeing to be there at 8pm then putting his phone back in his pocket he sat back feeling a lot happier looking forward to meeting the skinhead that he was finding more and more sexually interesting. The guy clearly had a tight muscular build that showed off perfectly under his Fred Perry polo shirt, he wondered if he would be agreeable to wear his boots whilst they had sex. So lost in this thought it took Marlon to punch him on the arm to bring his attention back and shift over so he could get in the truck. The drive back to the commune involved Marlon making small talk with Sampson, it was nothing like the conversation Marlon really wanted to have with him which was to ask why he was suddenly so distracted. Marlon kept glancing at his mysterious cousin trying to work out if he had turned all gay, especially since Sampson had fended off the advances of his girlfriends sister who had shown a keen interest in him. The truck came to a stop and Sampson was gladly climbed out and headed to his caravan to lock himself away for some peace and quiet, Marlon did have a tendency to chatter on and he couldn't even remember what their conversation had been about on the drive back. He glanced back to say good bye to Marlon who pointed to his eyes then at Sampson in a clear indication that he was watching him.

Hey guys, thanks for all the kind words. I'm excited about the new job and so far its going well. Here's the next part of this last scene of the story. Thanks for your patience! I'm working on the next part now so I'm hoping it will be up much sooner than however much time passed between the last part and this one. Part 17 Hunter was still trying to bring his heart rate down after exerting all that energy to prevent Tyler from detecting his built up orgasm. He had almost forgotten about his other guests. "What did they say to you?" he asked Chris who was clearly fixated on Tyler even though he was talking to Hunter. Chris snapped back to attention. "What do you mean? I just came over here when we saw them." "Theyre still waiting?" Chris nodded. Hunter rolled himself out of the bed and grabbed his shorts. "Ok. Let's go out there and greet some new friends." As he walked by Chris and out the door, Hunter grabbed the boys hard cock. Chris gasped and took one more look at Tyler who was grabbing his boxers to pull on quickly. Then they both went out to the living room to join Casey. Hunter opened his front door and was not surprised to see Greg and Ryan another friend he hadnt played with in a while. What did surprise him was how much hotter Ryan was than he remembered. He looked fitter and tighter. They were about the same age but Ryan somehow looked like he had gotten younger. These boys were going to love him. "Come in guys. Ryan you look amazing!" "Thanks Hunter--" As he walked into Hunter's home, Ryan noticed the three boys all topless. He lost his train of thought. "Hey boys. I'm Ryan." The boys nodded at him all high and immediately tried to picture him out of his tight sweater and jeans that were revealing the outline of a thick cock. Ryan could feel the energy of being stripped in the minds of these boys and decided to be bolder than usual. He walked to the couches where they sat and kissed each on the lips as an opening hello. Chris who he kissed first was caught off guard but Casey knew what to expect as the last to get kissed. In his expectation he met Ryan's kiss and the older man went even further and turned it into a deep and long kiss. This was the boy no one but Tyler knew so this kiss was enough for everyone watching to know they didnt need to be careful with him. Not that they were going to anyway. Once Ryan pulled away from the kiss he smiled as he looked Casey in the eyes. Without breaking the stare, he spoke to the rest of the room. "Guys, this is gonna be fun." Without hesitation he started to strip. For a second Casey was caught off guard but then he realized they came to this house for fucking not friendship. He stripped his boxers off and revealed his cock still only half hard at best. That didnt stop him from grabbing and stroking it. Soon enough Ryan revealed a massive hard thick cock pointing almost straight up to the ceiling. He wrapped his hand around it and stroked it slowly all while looking at Casey who looked mesmerized by the display in front of him. Hunter came around to Ryan. "Looks like someone likes what he sees," he said as he lit the pipe and put it to Ryans mouth. "I see good things in your future. Positive outlook if you ask me." Chris cringed when he heard that. He knew what was supposed to be funny about that even if Casey didnt. This would probably be his last opportunity to get them out before Casey got pozzed. Ryan had the same tattoo as Hunter and Greg. He did the math in his head and realized the new boy was the only one left. He couldn't keep Tyler from Hunters load. Was there a way he could get Casey to leave before he had the same happen to him? He was caught up in his own thoughts looking at a naked Casey as Ryan blew clouds from the pipe when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He broke his gaze at the scene and looked up as he was pulled into a hug and soft kiss on the lips from Greg. "Hey boy" he said softly. Chris could not remember a single thing he was thinking about just a second ago. This man erased everything. "Hey" Chris replied. Greg's voice got even quieter as he whispered into Chris's ear. "Is this boy next to you who you were talking about the last time?" Chris pulled himself from the hug. "Oh yeah. This is Tyler." Greg pulled the boy up and into a hug. "Hi Tyler. I'm Greg. He ran his hands up and down the boys back and then let one of his hands run down into his boxers squeezing his ass. "Mmm nice boy." Tyler pulled away. "Hi." He didnt mean to be rude. Somehow seeing Greg and Chris in what was clearly an intimate moment sparked some jealousy in Tyler. He just stayed quiet. But Greg didnt seem to notice or care. He just started stripping in front of the boys, grabbing Chris's shoulder for balance as he pulled off his pants. Tyler watched this man who was not as old as Hunter or Ryan and had a beautiful body. He was perfect thought Tyler. He started to wonder if he was more jealous of Greg or Chris. As Greg pulled off his boxer briefs Tyler started to wonder what the fat cock he was staring at now might feel like inside him. Once fully naked, Greg came close to Tyler again, pressing his body against the boy. "Chris said we would like each other." He ground his hard cock against Tyler. "Really? How do you know each other?" Chris was afraid of this question. He didnt want Tyler to be reminded that he had been back alone but he couldnt find anything in his head to replace the truth. "Uuhhh we met the last time I was here." "Oh" Tyler said. Greg was starting to catch on. He wrapped his arms tight around Tyler. "Now we'll get to have fun all three of us." He looked over at Hunter and Ryan who were passing the pipe around with Casey. "Actually all 6 of us. We'll get there. But first I noticed you were looking at my cock. You like what you see?" Tyler was embarrassed by the question. He was coming down from his high and his inhibitions were coming up again. But they werent totally up yet. "Uh yeah I guess." "You guess? You think you wanna feel it...in your mouth?" Tyler looked down at the mans cock as Greg whispered into his ear. "You can lube my cock up with your mouth and get it ready for your hole." Without saying anything, Tyler got on his knees. He licked the shaft and then engulfed the head pulling the first couple inches of Gregs cock into his mouth. Greg grabbed Chris's shoulder again as his head fell back as he moaned. "Nice boys." Hunter was watching and turned Ryan and Caseys attention over to the other three. "How about we move this into the bedroom?" Ryan pulled Casey to his feet as they started moving. "We'll be right there" Greg replied a little out of breath as Tyler took more of his cock into his mouth. "You guys go ahead." Hunter put his arm around Chris as he walked by the group of three. "You wanna come with us or you gonna stick around to watch the show?" Chris wasnt sure. But as he was thinking, he felt Hunters hand shifting down his back and then to his ass. "I guess I can come with you guys." He turned with Hunter to head to the bedroom. Hunter and Greg made eye contact as Chris walked ahead. "I left the pipe on the table there if you boys need it." Greg nodded and was left alone with Tyler.

After getting seeded at the bar, I stopped at a store to buy some ciggys. I left my electronic key in the car, and when I returned the battery was apparently dead, and car wouldn't open. I went inside to call for road service, and waited outside. A hot guy wearing grey sweats went inside. I guess my stare at his package was way too obvious, and he said "you like what you see?" I said oh yeah, and he suggested we go around the back of the store so I could suck it. Roadside Assistance was a good 25 minutes away, so went for it! He started pre cumming pretty heavily when he asked if my ass could handle his cock. It was 9-10 and really thick. My lube was in locked car, but hey I was prelubed. When I told him I already had a load in he said perfect. Pounded me for a good 10 minutes, and filled my ass leaving me time for the Assistance to arrive.

I had a bit of time to kill this morning. I opened Scruff and BBRTS. It was the same ol’ same ol’ — the usual profiles this time of day. And Mondays are notoriously slow here. I figured I’d respond to some messages and then preview some profiles in Key West (I’m headed there next week). A message popped up on BBRTS; new face, and it looked like it was within a mile of me. To be honest, I was doubtful it was legit. I chatted with him for about 15 minutes, exchanged a few more pics, and it seemed to be coming together. He was staying with his dad nearby until he started his new job in a few weeks. The catch was he didn’t drive, but I was willing to give it a shot since he was really close. I drove to the spot he asked to be picked up. Sure enough, he was standing there. He was 6’3”, a ginger, 27 y.o., and lanky. Attractive face, but more so because of his youth than his actual features. He was friendly and chatty as I drove back to my place. He mentioned again that he didn’t have long — he wanted to be home before his dad got back so he didn’t have to explain where he’d gone. We went right to the playroom with the sling. We were both limited on time, and neither had any hang ups about getting right to it. We tossed our clothes on the floor, and he dropped to his knees and started sucking on my cock, making it hard very quickly. I gently held his head between my hands and coaxed him back and forth. He’s a lot taller than me, so I had some trouble reaching down to play with his hole while he blew me. After a few minutes he stood up and I was the one sucking on his dick. 7” long, narrow with a pointed he—it reminded me of a spear. I ran my hands across his flat abs while I worked his cock in my mouth. He pulled back and told me to get into the sling. “I need to put my seed in you.” I rolled back into the sling, lifting my legs to either side of the heavy metal chains suspending me in the air. I felt the cool air across my exposed hole. Hanging in the sling is always a major turn on for me, knowing my ass is spread and inviting. I squirted a small amount of silicon lube into my fingers and primed my hole. He slipped my feet through the loops, then took the lube and. greased his spear. I hit my poppers, taking two long drags on the bottle, watching him stroke his dick as he stepped up to the sling. I was turned on watching his lean body standing at my ass, his eyes focused on positioning my cock toward my waiting hole. He fingered me quickly to ensure where the target was as the popper rush hit me. My body felt intensely warm, my heart beating faster, and my hole became greedy. I needed his dick in me. “Come on and fuck me.” He pressed the head against my waiting hole. His cock slid in easily —- a long, deep penetration that brought a groan from each of us. He didn’t waste time, getting right into a hot rhythm by pulling the sling back and forth so my ass was gliding up and down his long shaft. I took another hit of poppers, loving the sight of the young stud pleasuring himself inside my hole. He closed his eyes and kept working the chains to rock the sling back and forth. “You want my load, don’t you?” He asked. “Fuck yeah! You’re here to breed me.” He grinned. “Fuck yeah I am.” He leaned back and used the chains to leverage his weight and start thrusting his spear deeper. The chains started rattling louder below the sling. “Oh fuck! Fuck yeah! Pound my ass!” I took another hit of the poppers, this time sloshing some out of the bottle, but not caring. “Breed me! I want to feel that load inside!” “Fuck yeah. I’m gonna coat your guts.” I felt him turn that magic corner where he became focused on his own pleasure, the pressure rising inside nuts and swelling his cock as he got closer to cumming. “Oh fuck yeah!” he never stopped his long thrusts, but I felt his body quake as his dick was spurting in my hungry ass. I loved the mix of euphoria and that intense dick sensitivity that accompanies cumming. But he kept thrusting as my own dick erupted. We didn’t linger after we came. I rolled out of the sling while he stood there breathing hard. His long spear and my ass were both glazed with his cum. Within 5 minutes we were back in my car to drop him off before his dad arrived home.

Love them both. Huge oral slut here. Will suck any cock ATM, from any hole, covered with any funk. Also luv, luv, luv eating hole, any hole, especially filled with cum, piss, and whatever else. Nasty? Fuck Yes!!

Chapter 8 - Falling Fast The following weekend, on Sunday afternoon, Brian once again found himself shaking with nerves. This time he wasn’t sitting in his Jeep on a strange side street, about to get fucked, but rather siting at a small table in the corner of Starbucks, waiting for his first real date. With Jake. **** Since they had kissed at accepted students day, Brian and Jake proceeded with falling for each other pretty quickly. They talked more with each other at school than they ever had before, and continued chatting by text when they got home. It was mostly about school, college, high school drama, how their dorm room would be set up next year, but things really started moving when Brian asked about the kiss. Brian: “So, umm, you kissed me…” Jake: “Yes I did. And then you kissed me.” Brian: “Haha yup. Did you know I had a crush on you?” Jake: “I had no idea, I didn’t even know you were in to guys! But I’m honored to be your crush haha.” Brian: “Hahaha I’m glad. I didn’t know you were into guys either.” Jake: “Yeah, I’m gay. I’ve known it for a little while, but honestly I’ve been too scared to do anything about it or tell anyone. You’re the first person to know.” Brian: “I’m gay too. I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but I think realizing I had a crush on you is what helped me figure that out.” Jake: “Awww ❤️🏳️‍🌈. Haha not weird at all, I get it. I just really had a feeling there was something between us all day, and then the next thing I know I’m kissing you. I still can’t believe I did that.” Brian: “I’m super glad you did :). So, like, do you want to go out with me some time?” Jake: “Yeah!” They decided to meet up for coffee the following Sunday afternoon, and maybe go see a movie after. Neither of them was truly out, but they both decided this would be the first step, and that they wanted to spent time together. They met up at Starbucks in the early afternoon and just sat and talked for hours. Eventually they decided to go see the movie, and even though they picked the latest superhero film, they still found themselves holding hands for a few minutes, laughing with each other in the dark at the corniness of their first date tropes. It was dark after the movie ended, and on the way back to their cars they decided to go for a walk in the nearby park. Jake offered his hand to Brian as they strolled along the path. Brian took it. Neither of them was quite ready to come out to everyone in their lives, but in that moment, they wanted to be together, and didn’t mind who saw. As they reached their cars, Brian pulled Jake in for a passionate kiss, this one lasting a little longer than the last. Then, it was time to go home. It was a school night, after all. Brian was ecstatic at how things were going with Jake. He could tell they were moving quickly, and while he knew that should make him nervous, it didn’t. What made him nervous was Adam, and his toxic seed. Brian’s cock stiffened every time he thought about their night together, but he was worried a positive diagnosis would ruin his chances with Jake. He wanted to get tested ASAP, but he knew it would take a couple weeks to get accurate results. He figured things wouldn’t go quite that quickly. He was wrong. **** The next Friday, Jake invited Brian over to his house to hang out and play video games. His dad was away for work, so he had the place to himself. Brian was excited to finally get some alone time with Jake, and figured he’d call the night a win if he could actually make out with Jake for longer than a couple minutes. They kicked things off by playing video games, eating pizza, and talking about the physics test they took earlier in the day. Eventually, they shut the PlayStation off, sat on the couch, and just talked. They got to know each other, talked about their futures, and even discussed their sexuality. Finally, close to midnight, they started talking about their budding relationship. “So we’re both gay, we’ve kissed twice, and we kinda went on a date…”, Jake returned from the kitchen with sodas for both of them and sat down on the couch right next to Brian, their arms and legs now touching, as he prepared his question. His voice cracked as he asked it. “…does that make me your boyfriend?” Brian turned and looked at Jake, rested his free hand softly on Jake’s face, and kissed him. Jake’s mouth was ready for it this time, and the two boys shared their third kiss. A moment later, Brian let go, placed his forehead up against Jake’s and said “Does that answer your question?” Jake pulled Brian back in to continue the kiss, and the two of them started making out, slowly and intensely. After a little bit, Brian swung himself up over Jake’s body, straddling him, and took his face in his hands (as Adam had done to him only a couple weeks before). He continued the passionately kissing him for what felt like hours. Both of them could feel this was a special moment, their first real connection with another boy, and Jake especially was eager for more. He lifted Brian’s shirt up and beckoned him to lift his arms so he could take it off, and Brian obliged. “My god you are hot” Jake uttered as he took in Brian’s thin chest and pale stomach. “I’m hot!? I’ve got nothing on you, babe.” Brian responded, testing out how calling Jake “babe” felt. He decided he liked it. “I still can’t quite believe I’m making out with you right now.” Jake pulled him back in for more, but after a moment he stopped to ask a question. Brian could notice the nerves appearing on Jake’s face as he asked “Um, do you want to take this to my room?” Brian hesitated for just a moment, remembering his hesitation about his status, but he didn’t want to disappoint Jake. Before Jake could register any concern, Brian jumped back off the couch, now wearing only the light blue, surprisingly well-fitting, jeans and white socks, and said “lead the way.” Jake grabbed Brian’s hand and led him upstairs to his bedroom. Jake’s room was pretty much what you would expect from a straight high school athlete: some medals, some clothes on the floor, a couple sports posters. It was messy, but neither of them cared; the double bed up against the window was the only thing worth paying attention to. “Yeah, uh, this is my room” Jake started to say, unsure of how exactly to move forward now. Luckily, Brian took the lead said “alright, my turn.” He took Jake by the hips and walked him backwards toward the bed, gently pushing him down to sit on its side. Brian grabbed Jake’s red BU Terriers t shirt and yanked it off, revealing Jake’s toned chest and arms. Jake and Brian could both be described as twinks, but Jake would never be dubbed scrawny. He was a maybe an inch taller than Brian and weighed probably 135. Jake was their high school’s star wrestler in the smaller weight classes, so his smooth upper body was sporting nicely toned and veiny arms, he had a defined six pack, and his legs were slim but packed with muscle. He didn’t have the tan of someone who played an outdoor sport, but he wasn’t Brian’s nerdy pale white either. His dark hair was fluffed up but not quite spiked, and Brian gazed in to his piercing blue eyes, which were the features that made Brian first notice he was attracted to him. “Fuck, you are so hot” Brian said as he dropped to his knees and got in between Jake’s legs. Jake had only been wearing black basketball shorts, which Brian quickly pulled down, along with his briefs, and finally his new boyfriend was naked before him. Jake’s cock was already getting hard, and Brian was unsurprised to find he was smooth all over, given the see-it-all nature of his wrestling uniforms. Without using his hands, Brian leaned down and swooped Jake’s cock up into his mouth, giving him his first blow job. Jake moaned and exclaimed “Oh, fuck…”, and ran his hands through Brian’s hair as he worked magic with his tongue, getting Jake rock hard. Brian pulled back and grasped Jake’s dick, which he guessed measured about 6.5 inches. “Please, keep sucking me” Jake begged. Brian did as he was asked. Quickly enough, Jake shouted “Brian I’m gonna cum!” and unleashed a torrent of teenage cum into Brian’s mouth and down his throat. This was the first time Brian had swallowed cum, and even though the surprise caught him off guard, he did his best to take all of it. He gagged a bit, causing Jake to say “Oh god, sorry, are you okay.” Brian gulped down the cum still in his mouth, and said “Yeah man, I’ve just never had a guy blow in my mouth before. But don’t worry it was fucking hot man!” Jake fell back on to the bed, ass still half-hanging off and feet on the floor, and let out a big exhale. As he stared at the ceiling above him, he said “That was my first anything.” Brian knew he meant this was his first time naked and playing with a boy, but asked “never with a girl?”. Jake said “nope”, and Brian replied, still on his knees “me neither”. Jake flipped over on to his stomach and the climbed up into his bed. He pushed the covers aside, laid down on his side, and propped his head up in his hand, elbow into his pillow. “Going to join me?” he asked. Brian wasted no time hopping up off his knees, unbuckling his belt, and sliding his jeans off, along with his socks. “You want to take these off, or shall I?” he asked with a laugh as he grasped the waistband of his boxers. “Strip for me baby” Jake replied, and Brian slowly slid his dark blue underwear down, revealing his already partially stiff 7.5 inch cock. “Holy crap!” Jake exclaimed, and sat up a bit off the bed to get a better look at Brian’s naked body. “Nice cock skinny boy!” “Haha, come on it’s not all that.” Brian replied bashfully, but with a hint of a smirk on his face. “Get the fuck in my bed” Jake ordered with a laugh. Brian didn’t need any more encouragement. He bounded over and hopped up into the bed with his new boyfriend. They started making out furiously while holding each others’ naked bodies tight, hands exploring all over. Jake flipped Brian on to his back and started kissing him on the chest, down his torso, and all the way to his cock, before taking it in his hand, looking up at Brian, and asking “Can I suck it? I don’t really know what I’m doing but I want to try.” “Dude, I don’t know what I’m doing either, so do whatever feels right!” Jake took Brian in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head of his cock, before trying to get as much of Brian’s dick in to his mouth as he could. He couldn’t take it all and choked up a bit, but Brian just smiled as Jake looked up at him with perfect puppy dog eyes. Jake continued to experiment with Brian’s cock in his mouth for a few more minutes before crawling back up and in to Brian’s arms. Brian wrapped his arms around him as Jake leaned into Brian’s chest. “Did you not like sucking?” Brian asked quietly, stroking Jake’s arm to let him know that was alright if it was the case. Jake stayed silent for a moment, thinking, deciding if he was really going to ask Brian to do what he wanted to do next. “No, I loved it, I just… I want you to fuck me.” “Really!?”, Brian said, surprised. “What?” Jake didn’t understand Brian’s reaction, looking up at him for a clue. “I just… figured… you’d be a top.” Brian laughed. “You’re the hot jock in this relationship, after all.” “I’d definitely be down to try fucking you…” Jake replied as he peeled away from Brian a bit so he could look him in the eyes, “… but I need you inside me.” Brian was as rock hard as he could possibly be, and he wanted to give Jake what he asked for. Brian never got to fuck Adam before he left his house, so he still hadn’t experienced what it was like to slide his cock into another guy. But he couldn’t bring himself to explain to Jake why he couldn’t do it. He didn’t want to ruin their first time together, but he figured if they played safe it would probably be okay. But, he then realized he hadn’t come prepared for this. He dejectedly asked Jake “I don’t have any condoms, do you?” “No” “Damn” he said dejectedly. “That’s alright, I don’t care.” “Are you sure?” “More sure than I’ve ever been about anything. I want you to be my first, Brian.” Brian couldn’t say no. In that moment, he made a snap decision: he was going to roll the dice. “Jake, I want you too baby” Brian said. Jake sat up and got on all fours facing the foot of his bed, presenting his ass to Brian, who simultaneously shifted to his knees behind him. Brian marveled at Jake’s smooth ass, and gently pressed his thumb on his hole, causing Jake almost to fall as his elbows buckled. Neither of them knew enough about fucking yet to worry about foreplay, so a couple minutes of fingering is the only preparation Jake got for what was to come. Brian’s cock was fully hard now, 7.5 inches of teenage muscle that had turned into a cruise missile, ready to find it’s target. “How about lube” Brian asked, and Jake shook his head no. “Okay, suck me off again at least to get me wet, I don’t want to hurt you.” Jake flipped around and gave Brian the sloppiest sucking he could manage. Then, he got back in position, eager to get this done. As Brian grabbed hold of Jake’s hips, he could feel him trembling. “Are you sure? We could do this later with lube and condoms and everything.” Brian was giving Jake one last out. “Please, just put your dick in me” Jake whined seductively. Brian brought his cock up to Jake’s virgin ass and aligned his head with his boyfriend’s hole. He hoped Jake’s spit would be enough lube, and was worried about hurting him, but he knew they both wanted this so badly. Their sparks had been flying since the first moment they saw each other at BU, and he knew this felt right. He began to slowly push in. He didn’t expect how hard it would be to break through Jake’s hole, and he could hear the muffled moans of pain as he finally pushed hard enough to get his cock inside him. Slowly he slid his long slender dick inch by inch into what he thought had to be the tightest opening in existence. Jake’s ass was like a vice grip as Brian went deeper, and the pressure was amazing; like nothing he had ever experienced with his hand. Jake was in pain, but also in love. Like Brian had felt weeks earlier with Adam, he was feeling gay and proud. He was taking a cock from a cute boy that he was falling head over heals for, so he was not going to let a little pain stop him now. “Fuck, Brian, you’re so big” he panted through large gasping breaths. Brian was about half way in to Jake’s hole when he asked “Are you okay?”. Jake replied “Oh, fuck, yes. Are you all the way in?”. “Not, about half way” Brian responded. “Oh god go all the way Brian.” Brian shoved his hips into Jake and bottomed out in his virgin ass, causing both of them to let out loud, guttural moans; Brian feeling for the first time his cock completely gipped by another boy’s tight ass; Jake feeling what it was like to have his crush deep inside him. Brian began pulling out and sliding back in, very slowly at first. Jake alternated between holding his torso up with his hands on his bed, to falling to his elbows and burying his head into his sheets, trying to get used to it. After a few moments, Brian started building up a rhythm that could actually be described as fucking. He had never felt so powerful, holding Jake’s hips in his hands, looking down on his arched back, and driving his potentially HIV-positive cock into the unsuspecting virgin asshole. Jake had never felt so fulfilled, literally and figuratively. Even more-so than Brian, he had had to portray himself as the straight jock for so long, knowing it was a lie. Now he was on his bed taking his boyfriend’s cock in his ass. He picked up the pace. “I’m not going to last long baby. Where do you want me to cum?” Brian asked, although he figured he knew the answer. In between grunts, Jake let out “inside me Brian, cum in me, please.” Brian had wanted to flip Jake on his back so he could look him in the eyes as he did this, but he realized he wasn’t going to last. He began thrusting as hard as he could, making Jake yelp and cry out in what was now, finally, starting to become a mix of pain and pleasure. “Here it comes!” Brian yelled. He pulled Jake’s ass back into him, at the same time driving his hips forward forcefully. With his cock buried 7.5 inches inside of Jake, he experienced the single most intense orgasm he had ever had as he shot a huge rope of his cum deep into his classmate. He quickly leaned in and hugged Jake from behind, his chest on Jake’s back and his hands wrapped around his sweaty wrestler body as he continued to fill Jake’s ass with cum. With the last buck of his hips, and the final cum entering Jake’s hole, they both collapsed on the bed, Brian laying on top of Jake, his cock still inside him. Jake was silent, breathing heavily. Brian exclaimed “That was amazing” before quickly following it with a question of genuine concern, again asking “You okay?” He meant what he said, but it did cross his mind that Jake wouldn’t be able to answer that entirely on his own yet, since Brian could potentially have just pozzed him. Jake started to roll over, so Brian pulled out and sat back up on his knees. Jake swung around and sat cross legged in front of him, both of them admiring the skinny sweating teenager in front of them. “I’m more than okay. That hurt, but I loved it… I might love you.” Jake froze, again, realizing that this time he almost definitely had gone too far. He didn’t know if he meant fully what he said, but in that moment, it was almost as if he had to say it. “Good. I might love you too.” Brian said with a giant smile and a glimmer in his eye, relieving Jake immensely. Jake pounced on Brian and pushed him back into the pillows. They laid together on their sides, legs intertwined, making out without any more words exchanged for what could have been hours. Eventually, they fell asleep, Jake holding Brian close. ***** The two boys woke up relatively early the next morning, since Jake needed to get to a wrestling practice. They showered together, jerking each other off under the hot water, trying to get themselves to cum at the same time (they succeeded, much to their enjoyment). As they got dressed and ate breakfast, they talked about the night before, how much they enjoyed it, and everything else they wanted to do together. Brian was intent on having Jake fuck him next time, but he would have no problem taking on the role of top again too. They also agreed they would figure out a way to come out together before the end of the school year. They wanted to be a couple. The magical morning-after glow shone strong on both of them, as they both felt they had found a missing piece of themselves. After Brian left Jake’s house, reality began to set back in, and he got a queasy feeling in his stomach as he thought about what he had to do next- he had to take an STD test. A few days later, he went to the health center at the local community college to get it done and over with. He didn’t even want to think about how he would tell Jake if his test came back positive; things were going so well. But, he couldn’t shake the strange feeling that, for some reason, that was what he was hoping for. Friday morning, he checked his phone as he was walking in between classes, excited to see Jake next period in history class. He had an email from the clinic. He quickly opened it and scanned for one of two words until he found what he was looking for. He opened his texts and typed out a one-word message to Adam: negative. Adam responded right away. “Damn. We’re going to have to try again. I have a few ideas to make sure I poz you up next time boy. We’ll have meet up again soon.” As Brian walked in, he managed to smile and wink at Jake as they quickly squeezed hands at the back of the room, but he zoned out all throughout history class. Luckily, they were watching a movie, so nobody noticed. He was supposed to be relieved. This was supposed to be great news. But his cock was stirring, and as the bell rung and Brian and Jake parted ways for the next period, he wrote out a reply to Adam and sent it on gut instinct: “Agreed. What do you have in mind?”

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Thanks, we're both Bi, and vers, there have been a few people who've wanted to see us go at it in a threeway, we've obliged only once or twice though- and they were trusted friends. It is unfortunate that that a lot of people find it disgusting, but I can tell you one thing, most of the people we've had threeways with were "good, conservative, Christian" Men and Women who would "Never be caught dead taking two identical twins cocks at the same time." Hypocrites.

Its a very unique feeling. When a raw cock enters your hole, it pushes its way into a tiny cavity that isnt meant to accommodate such a thing n such a manner anatomically. It stretches you out. It creates a path for itself inside you. It makes your hole and your whole body spasm. It is essentially intoxicating. Think a preorgasmic stage which just lasts as long as this man, who has total control over your body with his fuck stick inside you, needs to achieve his goal of emptying his superior self into you. Its the most vulnerable you can feel and the most powerful you feel in that vulnerability when you make this man lose all control and empty himself into you. I dont know how else to describe it...

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As a pure sub, if a top wants it to hurt then it hurts - i am his to do with as he pleases.

I love it (especially in dark rooms) because there's no dancing around, no chit chat, I don;t care what the top looks like and he feels the same about me. It's just about the cock, the fuck, the cum, then next taker.