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"mark?" Oliver asked quizzically as the tall, slender boy shuffled across the airport lobby toward him. "ollie! hey man can you get this bag? Guatamala was amazing but we moved a stove in the church on the last day and..." Oliver sighed. "jesus christ..." he rolled his eyes as he was interrupted. "works in mysterious ways of course!" Mark beamed as the two made way for the parking garage. "so, whats my little brother been up to while I was gone?" The question took Oliver by surprise. He had the entire trip over to rehearse something better than the truth, and he wasnt about to admit to spending a night getting his guts redecorated with poz cocks. those gorgeous, thick, meaty cocks that just seemed to fit inside so perfectly. "yeah" Oliver muttered at the thought under his breath as he recalled for a moment the unbridled raw passion of draining a house full of big strong men. "yeah what?" marks words returned his thoughts to the question at hand and his now swelling cock. "oh uh..just...you know hanging out with the girl...friend" Oliver practically cringed at the pneumatic cadence of that lie. "So hows ole whats-her-name doin?" Oliver smiled as he began to answer only to pause. He couldnt remember her name. Doug had slowly pushed her out of his life entirely to ensure the boys total dedication as a cock thirsty cum slut. Oliver knew more about the taste of a mans cock than he could remember about her at all. Oliver could practically set a watch by his instinctual knowledge of when a mans slippery cock would lose the battle inside his endlessly perfect boy pussy and begin to surrender its luscious seed, but he couldnt even manage to recall the colour of his purported girlfriends hair. "shes okay" Oliver resigned his response to the obvious. The countryside flew by in relative silence for a moment as Mark fidgeted for the christian radio station and babbled on about the many tribulations of fresh water and the lords plan for finding a bathroom in the jungle until he reached into the cupholder and studied a prescription. "Hey now this is helpful. Is this guy any good? Dr....Doug? what does he treat?" Olivers heart lept into his throat. "sure" he blurted. "allergies or uh..i guess anything." Mark fished out his phone and called the number on the letterhead as Oliver sat in shock. There was no way to explain Doug, or what he had become. "10:30 tomorrow morning!" Mark beamed. "They said they have time to look at my back. See ollie? I told you the lord works in mysterious ways." Having barely slept the night before, Oliver stumbled out of the shower and raced to catch up with his impossibly perky brother. the past few nights of tina and friends had left him wanting, and as he began brushing his teeth he instinctively pumped a dollop of hand lotion and massaged it into his boy hole. "mmmmh" he moaned around the brush as he began to fondly recall the many ways his pretty new cunt had gobbled up so much cum. There was the silver bear from Dougs running group who lifted his petite frame into the air, spreading his legs and impaling him over and over as his powerful arms made the boy dance like a marionette on his cock for all the world to see. then there was the otter from the nice tattoo shop...what was his name? it didnt matter. Ollies puffy pink lips went back for seconds, and thirds, greedily draining every last drop he could get. "come on we're gonna be late!!" came a rap at the door to send the hungry bottom right back to earth. "mmmwahawa" Ollie grumbled loudly over the brush as he pulled his fingers out of his honeypot and finished brushing. Looking down, he saw a small pool of shimmering precum at the edge of the sink, with a single gossamer thread glistening at the tip of his little golden cockring. Did he cum? did it matter? he sighed as he reached to the hand towel to clean it up only to pause. In an instant he put the towel back, lowered his face to the sink and carefully lapped up the gooey mess. Cum, even if it was his own, was nothing more than a fantastic slimy confection to him now. it belonged in him. At the office, Ollie had busied himself with his texts. Trey had sent a lewd photo of what appeared to be max's ass, oozing jizz with the caption "about to give sleeping beauty a kiss on the lips ;)" The only thing Trey liked more than an ass full of cum was a tummy just as full. "Mark?" came a booming voice from the hallway as he looked up and saw Doug in a fresh white lab coat and his trademark smile. his heart swooned a the sight of that salt and pepper beard and his broad strong shoulders. "well hey there Ollie! Do you two know eachother?" Oliver smiled as Mark shook hands. "Im his brother, I called about the stove? er..i mean..." Doug smirked. "i take it you mean your back then. Well nothing to worry about. If you two dont mind I can take care of Ollie too, hes due for an allergy shot in a few days but today works too." Oliver rose on helium heels as he followed along into the exam room. "Mark you look like a size large..." Doug thrust a paper gown into the boys confused hands. "Ill need to actually see your body if im going to treat it now Mark." Doug lectured sternly as Mark no sooner complied, and emerged from the bathroom in a blue paper gown that drew a snicker from his younger brother. As the two climbed onto the exam table Doug began taking measurements as Mark once again detailed the mission trip in exhausting clarity. "Mark ill need you to step out of the gown for a minute so I can check for a hernia." Dougs cold prescriptive voice couldnt be any more skilled or knowing in its command as Mark went from clothed to nude in a flash, and in doing so revealed a long, thick nine inch cock. "my word what are they feeding you boys on mission trips?" Doug chuckled as he cupped the boys warm balls. "cough" Doug instructed as he gently hefted the boys nuts around, softly stroking his index finger behind them a few times before stepping away from the furiously blushing boy and toward the cabinet. Marks cock was now semihard, an expression he took great offense to as he began reaching for the gown. "no im sorry mark we need to perform one more test....pull your legs up for me and lie back..." Doug eased the boy back and adjusted his legs until his fuzzy manhole came into view. no doubt a virginal little thing, Doug intended as he always did to be first inside in due time. The allure of Ollie was one thing, but two for the price of one just couldnt be beat. "this might be a little cool at first" doug cautioned as he mashed a generous dollop of thick white lube against the boys protesting orifice. "have you ever put anything in here mark? its okay if you have. perfectly natural for men to experiment." doug reassured the boy as he protested. "no sir thats absolutely sinful. Im saving myself through jesus and waiting for a perfect marriage...ngh..." Doug stifled the boys tiresome sales pitch as his meaty index finger pierced the tight hot hole. "feeling alright now Mark? just a little pressure is all..." Doug probed gently for his prize, the boys firm prostate. "Its getting really hot," Mark grit his teeth as doug continued, ignoring the boys protest against the tina in the lube as he made first contact and began caressing marks boy button. "im sure the Mark of the bible probably thought this was the most evil thing in the world, dont you think so?" Doug teased the boy as his eyes relaxed and his breathing slowed. "how are you feeling now mark?" The boy didnt answer, he just stared at his now throbbing cock in wonderment as doug continued to force the boy erect. Once marks meaty cockhead oozed its first sparkling drop of sinful precum he stopped, contented. "It looks like everythings in order Mark, other than some swelling and a little soreness." Oliver knew that look as he had seen so many times. Marks glassy eyes scanned his veiny prick as the syrupy precum ran down his fuck stick until Doug interrupted him, tying off his arm. "big fist for me now Mark" Doug smiled and in turn, so did Mark as he watched the needle enter his arm. Oliver watched speechless. Was this how it was when he first met Doug? he began to involuntarily fidget as he watch his brother drift along the same delicious wave of medicine doug prepared for him regularly. "there we go, hows that back feel mark?" The boy just grinned and sighed as Doug reloaded the syringe and without a word, Ollie presented his arm. "such a pretty boy Ollie...." doug reassured the teen as he sent the boy flying alongside his sibling. "clothes off Ollie, its only fair. Mark I'd like to show you something...." Doug took great care in his creations as he squirted a blob of lube into marks fist. "Youve got quite a big cock there Mark but im worried you dont know the first thing about how to take care of it properly." Doug moved a finger to swirl the precum around the boys cockhead, brushing away his protests. "that a boy Mark, do you feel that? You need to listen to this nice big cock. It was made to cum." Doug watched the conflicted boy as he groaned on dougs fingertip. "here..." doug lifted the boys goo filled palm to his lap. "now..." doug took the boy by the chin and guided his gaze to his dripping prick. "wrap your fingers around it mark." doug commanded as the boy awkwardly palmed his heavy dong. "that a boy Mark. just let nature take its course. listen to that big greasy schlong and give it all the attention it needs." Mark gazed into his cockhead as doug pulled away, leaving him to stroke obediently at the edge of the exam table. Oliver stood patiently, watching his own brother who once wouldnt so much as look at a lingerie catalog enthusiastically flog is cock at dougs command. As doug wrestled his belt free, the jingling metal called to Oliver as pure pavlovian response. Oliver stepped in front of the doctor, dropped to his knees, and waited patiently for the succulent meat. "such a good boy ollie. Mark, pay close attention. Your brothers become a very special young man since you last met him. Im sure youll enjoy seeing how talented hes become in your absence." Mark watched as Doug stood centimeters from the boys lips, his big purple cockhead dancing before the hungry teen in utter temptation. "Here ollie, taste." Doug presented his finger, coated in marks precum, as the boy began to lick and suck at it. "theres a boy. Did you see that mark? he didnt even think. He just saw the precum he needed to eat. Does your big brother taste good Ollie?" A sudden wave of shame washed over the boy as he realized doug was right again. he didnt so much as think first before gulping at the mans finger, but he was indeed swirling the piquant flavour of his own brothers precum around his tongue. "its alright Ollie, im sure mark doesnt mind you taking just a little taste of him..." Doug grined as he looked over to mark, who hadnt missed a beat as he continued watching the depravity before him. "suppertime Ollie...." Doug fed his cock into the boys mouth, and Mark stared jaw agape as his brother paused a moment to slurp and suck the fresh precum from the doctors prick before opening wider to rest his face fully in dougs lap. "Mark hes simply amazing. Look how he takes every inch into his throat." Doug encouraged his cocksucker with a firm hand on his head. "I control it Mark because I listen to my cock, just like you should." doug flexed his hips and pushed his cock back into the boys eager throat. for a moment, there was nothing but the sound of Dougs massive prick as it slid unrestricted in and out of Olivers throat. Doug took his time feeding his inches into the submissive boy as he continued his lecture. "Doesnt it look inviting Mark? Your brother could easily accommodate that nice big cock in your hand. And he'll gladly suck it dry for you." Doug watched the boy blush and turn away, but continue stroking. "now mark your brothers nearly finished. You need to pay close attention." Doug guided the boys chin back to the kneeling twink as he prepared his final thrust. "swallow it all now ollie.." Doug thrust his cock deep into the boys throat and as he gulped and gurgled audibly, he obediently drank dougs toxic seed. "see mark? he didnt spill a drop. Thats where your cum goes Mark, so we're going to practice together now..." Doug pulled the boy to his feet. "..i dont...." Mark protested as Ollie sat on the floor panting. "its alright to be shy the first time Mark but its perfectly natural to let your brother drink your cum. Its what Ollie wants, what he was made to do." Doug placed a firm hand on the boys shoulder. "You cant resist him. nobody can." Doug smiled as Oliver felt a sense of pride. He was right. Of all the people at the party, nobody could resist. "Just relax and stroke the cock Mark." Doug watched and as the spun boy fisted his cock in front of his younger sibling, he quietly propped his cellphone camera on the desk. "Dont be greedy Ollie, You need to open your mouth nice and wide and let Mark decide whats best. Boys with big cocks get to cum however they want." Ollie nodded in agreement. It only seemed natural as Mark pounded his creamy dong in front of his face. "nono mark, look into your brothers eyes." Doug guided the boys to lock eyes once again as Mark slowed in hesitation. "now Mark dont be bad mannered, its rude to keep your load from a pretty boy like Ollie. Dont fight, its for the best." Doug watched in concern as Marks visibly conflicted expression became a frustrating if not unintentional defiance of the older mans superior tutelage. "Lick." Doug presented his middle finger to oliver who obediently coated it in spit. "Im sure your minds wandering Mark. Lets return your attention to the cock, shall we?" Doug palmed the boys pale ass and plunged his slippery finger into his slickened hole. As the firm pressure against Marks prostate elicited a heavy gasp Doug spoke reassuringly. "there we are. dont fight now mark, remember, your cocks the one in charge not you. Now aim down just a little bit, we want to get it into your brothers mouth so he can swallow your cum." Doug continued pounding at the virgin boy button until Mark suddenly moaned out, and the first playful splash of savoury spunk landed just as planned in the boys waiting mouth. "there it goes mark, just relax and let that big dig do what it needs to." Mark looked down in disbelief as syrupy white ropes of his own pious jizz each landed perfectly in his brothers mouth. "nows the most important part mark. You need to tell him to swallow it." doug instructed calmly as he pulled out of the boys ass with a pop. Oliver sat in extacy for what seemed like an eternity, his mouth filled with his own brothers hot white cum until Mark finally whispered shamefully. "swallow it..."

I like how he begged for that load!

This is the first time I've posted in this section but I've wanted to tell this story for a long time. I've fucked bareback for many years now and have done so at various times in my life even when the safe sex message was really strong and it seemed like condoms were everywhere. I can honestly say I've never actively chased though. I enjoyed fucking and being fucked without a condom and of course I knew that some of the guys who fucked me and deposited their seed in me must be positive - but I didn't ever want to know. It didn't turn me on to know that I was taking a positive load or a negative load - what turned me on was not knowing. When I went home with a load of cum in my arse it was the knowledge that I might have been infected that turned me on the most. I've always been viewed as someone who is considered and measured and someone who makes sound judgements - both at work and in my personal life. When it comes to sex I totally get off on taking risks and always have. This happened a number of years ago when I had travelled up to Scotland to attend a friend's civil partnership ceremony, The ceremony was taking place in a country hotel just outside Glasgow and we were all staying over at the hotel. It was an amazing venue and I was looking forward to seeing all my friends and to enjoying the day. I was also very horny - I had been working hard for a while and had not had much time for play. I have always found weddings and civil partnerships good opportunities to hook up and I was hoping that I would be lucky this time. Although I am more of a top than a bottom, there are times when I just want to be fucked and fucked hard and this was one of them. I knew that only a good, hard bareback fuck would satisfy me. I met up with some of my friends and we had a few drinks before the ceremony. After the ceremony we all had a few more drinks and I was beginning to really enjoy myself. We had some time before the meal and as my eye began to wander round the room I noticed a good looking black guy standing with a group near the bar. He had a really fit body and when I went up to the bar to get some more drinks I couldn't help noticing that he had an even fitter arse. Just then he looked my way and smiled and I quickly looked away. I was fairly sure that he knew I had been checking out his arse and I got the impression that he didn't mind. After the meal I went to the toilet and when I went in there he was standing at the urinal taking a piss. He was standing back from the urinal and checking his phone with one hand while holding what looked like a massive cock in his other hand. He grinned at me as I took my place next to him and began to take a much needed piss. I couldn't help looking at his cock and he was not making any effort to hide it. When we had both finished and washed out hands at the sink he grinned at me. I grinned back and we both left the toilet. As we got outside he introduced himself and asked me if I fancied getting a drink. I had the feeling it was game on..... His name was Darren and as we chatted I found him really easy to get on with and found we had a lot in common. After a while our conversation became a bit more suggestive and then quite explicit and I was getting more and more turned on. He asked me if I was staying over and I said I was. He grinned and then to my disappointment he said it was a pity he wasn't staying over too. It turned out that he had to be back in London for work early the next morning and was flying back down on the last flight of the evening. I was really gutted but then he checked his watch and said we have at least an hour before the evening guests arrive - why don't we spend it having some fun. He had told me he had a partner but he had also made it clear that he was up for it and I had made it equally clear that I wanted him to fuck me. I finished my drink and motioned him to follow me. "Wait." he said. "There's something I have to tell you." I looked at him. "I don't like using condoms." he said. I grinned. "That's ok," I said "Neither do I." He was looking more serious now. "There's something else," he said. "I'm HIV positive." "Oh," I said "And I'm not on any meds." "Oh" I said again. "So you'd be taking a pretty big risk." He looked at me. I had been in this situation before and I knew that I could easily make an excuse and not take this any further but I knew I didn't want to do that. In fact I was even more turned on and I felt like I was going to cum in my pants at the thought of Darren fucking me and and pumping a big load of toxic cum into me. "I don't care." I said He asked me if I was sure and I nodded. I was sure. He grinned and seconds later we were making our way to the lift. The lift was empty and as soon as the doors closed he pulled me towards him and kissed me. I could feel his big cock pressing against me and it was all I could do to stop myself pulling my pants down letting him fuck me right there in the lift. Soon we were in my room and he was standing in front of me. I unzipped his smart trousers and pulled them down along with his smart designer underpants. His cocks was not yet fully hard but already I could see that it was massive. I took it into my mouth and he sighed as I began to suck his cock. I sucked him for a while and them moved down to lick his big balls. Soon we were both naked on the bed and I was down sucking his cock again. I motioned to him to turn over so that I could lick his arse and he knelt up on the bed for me. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue up his hairy arse. I licked him a while and then took his cock into my mouth again. I reached into the pouch of my holdall and took out some lube. "Fuck me!" I said. I knelt up on the bed - lubed and ready for him. I felt the head of his big cock pushing against my hole. " Are you sure you want this?" he asked as he pushed his cock slowly but surely up my arse. "Fuck yeah" I moaned "Do it!" He pushed his cock right up me, gave me a moment to get used to it, and the began to fuck. I was so turned on it was hard to stop myself from cumming as Darren began to fuck me. I can honestly say it was one of the best fucks I had ever had - I had rarely had such a big cock up me and I moaned for him to fuck me harder. He was fucking me hard and fast now and just as I was thinking it couldn't get any better he pulled out and motioned to me to get on my back. I l lay down on my back and raised my legs in the air as he pushed his big cock back up me and began to fuck again. I was urging him on now, moaning for him to fuck me and load me up and I knew he was getting close. As he fucked me I played with his big balls, knowing that they were full of toxic cum and that any minute now he was going to shoot it right into me. I thought back over all the years I had practised safe sex, using condoms on every occasion and never taking any chances. I thought back to how strictly I had been brought up and wondered what my friends who were so concerned about safe sex would say if they could see me on my back with my legs in the air begging for a positive load...... He was getting closer now - his breathing was getting heavier and he was fucking me even harder. "I'm close....." he panted, "Do you want it?" "Fuck yeah," I moaned "Do it....fucking do it" "I'm going to cum in your arse," he moaned "I'm going to do it.......I'm going to fucking poz you!" "Do it!" I moaned again "Fucking do it....Poz me......Knock me up!" I felt his toxic cum pumping into me and at the same moment I shot a massive load of cum all over myself. It felt like neither of us was ever going to stop cumming. When he had pulled out I took his cock into my mouth and licked it clean. I wanted every bit of cum he had to offer. I laid on the bed as Darren got up and as I heard him noisily taking a piss in the toilet I reflected on what I had just done. I knew I had wanted it and I knew I couldn't rule out doing something like this again. I had another drink with Darren and then I joined my friends for the evening. I wondered what they would think if they knew I had a big load of toxic cum in my arse. The thought kept me turned on all evening and after a while I excused myself and went to the toilet. I went into a cubicle and pulled my trousers and pants down. Even though I had cum heavily just a couple of hours before, I wanked myself off to another shattering climax, turned on by the feeling of a big toxic load deep in my arse. I had crossed another line.

I was living in Houston during one of the many hurricanes that have plagued that city. The complex I was living in was a really small two-story structure that was adorable and completely gay. There were no more than twenty units with a pool in the center courtyard. I lived on the lower floor near the entrance so I saw everyone coming and going. It was very friendly and quite cruisy. It didn’t take long to learn that this complex was quite notorious for its cruising at night. When I was feeling antsy, I would usually open my living room drapes and sit around watching who was walking about the grounds. One late Friday night, I saw a guy getting fucked in a second story corridor. I just stared. Amazing. One of the first encounters I had was with a young blonde guy who also lived in the complex. He would always wave hello and walk around in his really tight blue jean shorts. His ass was screaming in those shorts. This one evening he was lingering around my door when I finally opened the door and leaned against the frame and started chatting with him. Before wasting too much time he made it clear he wanted to get fucked. Perfect, I thought. He came inside and stripped immediately and jumped onto my bed, spread his legs wide and started playing with his ass in an erotic nasty way. I love a bottom to be nasty and assertive. If you want to get fucked, let me know it and tell me what you need. I got us a few beers and came back into the bedroom. He was getting all worked up. He slid a finger in his sweet hole and started moving it around. I stripped and got on the bed and fed him my cock. He swallowed it completely. I reached down and added my finger to his hole along next to his. He had a nice, hot, tight and hungry pussy. I pulled my cock out of his mouth and stuffed it all the way up his boy cunt. He was smooth and slippery. I really should have eaten him first, but he was moving quickly and needed some cock inside him fast. He encouraged me by saying things like, “Yeah stud that cock feels hot inside my ass. Fuck me, yeah, that’s it, fuck me.” It didn’t take long for him to blow his load which set me off. I pumped his ass full of my load. As soon as I was through, he popped my cock out of his ass and licked my cock clean. Then he started to get dressed. He was really friendly and said, “Anytime you need a piece of ass, no matter what time it is, stud, I’m in 11B. The door will be open, come on in.” And I did exactly that several more times. There was a black guy that lived on the lower level that I saw coming and going from time to time. He was seriously packing a heavy basket. He was rightfully proud of it and would stuff into a liquid pair of worn jeans. He’d adjust it to the right side and stage his balls so they accentuated his over-sized cock. You could even make out his cock hear through those jeans. He made it obvious to all that he had a huge cock. I remember thinking to myself, damn, that must be uncomfortable to be carrying that around all the time. He was a hot looking guy, probably around 29 or so. A neighbor a few doors down had befriended me and we were sitting outside chatting when the hot black guy walked by and said hello. My neighbor asked if I knew the guy. I said no and he told me his name was Michael. “He tried to pick me up once, but I wouldn’t go near him.” I asked why? He told me that even though the guy was hot, “What the hell was I supposed to do with a cock that big? I’m pretty good, but not that good.” I just sort of smiled and thought damn, how big can he really be? It was really late on a Saturday night and the courtyard was getting really cruisy. I kid you not, probably 15 or so guys walking about looking into windows. I was watching TV in my living room with the curtains open sort of keeping one eye on the tube and the other eye on the courtyard. It was very erotic watching these guys pick up my neighbors. Then there was a tap at my door. I opened it and a guy said, “He man, what’s up?” I looked at him and he was pretty hot looking and I thought, why the hell not? I said,” Not much here bud, what are you into?” He told me he was open but that he really wanted a chance to eat my hot ass. I opened the door a little wider. The guy came in and said that there was just one thing, he was here with his lover and could his lover join in? I asked what his lover was into and he said, “Three-ways.” I said sure and he left and returned with a hot looking guy. Both guys were in their mid twenties with a slim, muscular build. The boyfriend was taller and more muscled. We all started stripping during introductions and the first guy immediately got on his knees behind me and spread my ass cheeks and started eating. Man his tongue was deep and wet. His boyfriend stripped and showed me a nice hard 8” cock with a thick mushroom head to it. I bent down and started sucking his cock. He worked the back of my head and helped me to deep throat him. As soon as I hit bottom, he groaned in a hot masculine guttural way. I loved feeling that thick cock buried in my throat. In the mean time, the shorter guy was making a pig of himself in my ass. Spit was dripping down my thigh and off my balls. He pulled his face out of my ass and told his boyfriend, “David, you gotta eat some of this, man. This is excellent ass.” David got down and began to eat me out, too. Then each of these hot fuckers plowed my ass till I was begging for them to blow their loads. They deposited two hot loads deep inside me and left. I fell asleep feeling very contented and really full. I was awakened in the middle of the night by a hand on my ass and was startled. Lying on my stomach, with only a sheet to cover up with, I tried to assess the situation but was jarred awake and looked up and it was my neighbor, the black guy, Michael. We had never really met, but here he was in my bedroom. I could feel his hand on my ass and I swear he swiped a finger across my hole as he awakened me. I wonder if he could tell that I had been creamed earlier. He told me my front door came ajar and with all of the foot traffic, he thought I should close it and lock it. He said it was not safe. I guessed the wind had blown the door open in the middle of the night. I was caught off guard, thanked him and gathered the sheet up and wrapped it around my waist and walked him to the door. I fell back to sleep, but never stopped wondering if he was trying to finger me. I also knew I wanted this guy to fuck me to death. I didn’t know how I would get his attention again, but I started fantasizing about his huge cock and wondered what it would look like going into my pale white cunt. I had to have him. Later in the summer a hurricane was predicted to be a direct hit to Houston. Everyone was making emergency arrangements. Most of my neighbors had decided to ride the storm out so I thought I would join them instead of going to my family’s house up north. Soon a full fledged hurricane party was organized. Everyone would stay in the lower apartments and one apartment would be used for drinks, one for food, another was to store debris that blew around the courtyard to prevent it from breaking any windows. The winds picked up early Friday morning and the rains came and pummeled us throughout the night. Saturday the eye crossed us around 9:00 p.m., and then we got the wet side, but everything was in control. People were having fun, taking care of business and eating and drinking and feeling very neighborly. Michael, the black stud I craved was nowhere to be found. I hadn’t seen him the night before either. I suspected that he went to stay with friends in a safer place away from the storm. As the evening wore on, the worst of the storm passed and I was starting to get tired and thinking about leaving to go to my apartment which was not being used for anything. In the corner of my eye I saw Michael enter the unit I was in. This was the unit that served drinks. Of course the evening cocktail was a Hurricane. He got a drink and headed right for me. He said hello and asked how I was. He said, “Wow, dude, I haven’t seen you since that night your door was wide open. I hope that I didn’t scare you off.” I said no, that I was so groggy and sleepy; I barely remember that evening, except that he probably saved me from getting robbed or something. He then leaned in and whispered, “Man I wanted that ass of yours so bad, but you were so out of it that I decided the timing was all wrong. I really liked what I saw.” I was so fucking turned on by this and said, “Man you should have taken what you needed I would have been fine with that.” He said “Well the storm has several more hours why not make good use of the time?” Then he said, “Give me your hand.” I reached out and he took my hand and placed it directly on his huge bulge. I quickly turned to look and see if anyone could see us. He was packed in so tight. I could feel the heat emanating from his jeans. I was excited and scared at the same time. I knew I wanted this black mother fucker, but I didn’t think I could handle him...in any capacity. He leaned in closer and put his lips against my ear and said, “I’m gonna make your pussy wet and your pucker is going to be glowing rosy-red when I’m through with you. Have you ever had a big nigger dick in that puss?” I started to sweat and could feel moisture gather along the crack of my ass. I cleared my throat and told him that I had and that I loved black cock. He said, “I’m not talking about black cock. I’m talking about pure nigger dick. Let’s go.” We got to my apartment and he started to unbutton his jeans; he wore no underwear. He left his jeans unbuttoned and took off his shirt. He was built like a brick shit house. Well defined muscles, quarter-sized nipples and he was blue-black. His bush was short and tight and I couldn’t wait to see what was underneath. I was starting to sweat because I was boned and anxious. I didn’t know what to do next. He lit a joint and passed it to me. I took a toke and inhaled deeply as he started feeling me up. He unbuttoned my shirt and started tweaking my nips. He got rid of my shirt and started to unzip and push my jeans to my knees. Leaning down he took my left tit into his mouth and started to nibble and suck. I took another hit off the joint and passed it back to him. I could feel his hand massage my shoulder and then move down my spine to the top of my ass. My cock was raging as he slid his hand down to my butt cheeks and further to my crack. He soon found my hole and rubbed across it and moaned along with me when he found it. He then bit my tit taking me to the edge. He stepped back and said, “Yeah dude, we’re gonna have a hot time tonight.” He lowered his jeans and his cock sprang free. I couldn’t believe it. I just stared at it speechless. He smiled and said, “Don’t worry about it; we’ll have a good time.” He had at least 12 inches of thick jet-black uncut dick. The length didn’t scare me as much as the thickness. I took it in my hand and couldn’t touch my fingers to my thumb. This was clearly the biggest cock I have ever seen, much less held, and certainly the blackest. I went to my knees and peeled back the foreskin from the enormous head. It was stunning to see this huge cock head drooling pre-cum. I licked it and savored the taste. Michael was encouraging me all the way telling me that I looked good with Nigger dick in my white mouth. He grabbed the back of my blonde head and tried to stuff it down my throat. I pulled back and looked up at him and said, “Dude, I will swallow your cock, but you’ve got to give me time to get used to it, cool?” He smiled and let go of my head. Don’t get me wrong I love having cock forced down my throat, but this was serious business. Someone could get hurt. And I wanted to do this right. I got up and suggested he get on the bed and lay back. I grabbed a fresh bottle of poppers and lube and got between his legs. I greased his cock with Astroglide and it glistened. I went back to work. I licked his cock and sucked it for 10 minutes or so and licked down to his balls. I sucked one in my mouth then took my fingers and stuffed the other one in my mouth along with the first one. He was grinding his hips upward so I knew he was getting hotter. I tightened up on his balls while pulling away creating a pressure that I knew he’d love. I spit his balls out and licked back up his shaft. I took a small hit off the poppers, sucked in my breath and got as much spit into my mouth as I could muster. I started to descend down his cock and soon felt the huge head at my throat. I inhaled a little more and pushed. Nothing happened. I tried again and still nothing. I was drooling spit all around this guy’s cock and sliding up and down spreading it as best as I could. There was a lot of real estate to cover. Finally, I pushed hard and kept the pressure on his cock, and then something popped. It was his cock head. It had popped from the back of my mouth then into my throat. I actually felt my throat expand to accommodate his girth. I was a bit stunned at first, but stayed perfectly still. Michael was moaning and started to play with my hair. I looked up at him and he made eye contact with me. He had this hot lusty look on his face. “You’re doing great white boy. You can do this. Come on, take this cock. This is nigger dick and you know you want it.” I did want it. I slowly started to push even more of his cock into my throat. My eyes were watering. I knew if I panicked, I would have to spit his cock out and start all over. I was now more than half way there. My eyes were bulging out. I stopped and tried to breathe through my nose. It worked, I got oxygen and calmed down and continued my descent. He started growling louder and louder as I went further and further down. Snot started running out of my nose but I didn’t care. I felt little micro-pricks on my upper lip. I opened my eyes and saw a jet-black forest that was his pubic hair. The wiry hairs were sticking into my lips. Fuck me! I was at the base of his cock. I had deep-throated the biggest cock I have ever had. He started gyrating and moaning and cursing. Michael and I made eye contact. There were tears in mine. I needed to breathe. I tried to breathe through my nose and again, it worked. Michael looked at me with pure lust and said, “Oh my fucking god! Please don’t stop. Please stud, Can I fuck your throat? Please let me, just a little?” I signaled him he could. Michael took the locks of my hair in each hand and got a good grip and then started to slide his big fucking dick in and out of my throat. I knew I couldn’t do this for too long, but I wanted to please my black stallion. He picked up the pace while I focused on controlling my throat muscles and keeping my lungs filled with air. He was breathing hard and grunting and cursing. “Eat dick, you cocksucker. Oh baby, fuck yeah, take that nigger dick all the way down. Look at that!” With that he stuffed his monster all the way to the base and held it there. I was starting to gag on it. Saliva was drooling out everywhere. Snot was coming out of my nose and I needed air, but neither of us cared so Michael started his assault again. He was skull fucking me brutally and my throat was starting to get sore. Still, I was in heaven. The smell of this stud was intoxicating. Suddenly he pulled out and through his labored breathing said, “Fuck, man, no one has ever done that to me before. Not like that. I almost lost it. But I want more from you than a blow job. Turn around and show me what you got.” Still gasping for air, I grabbed my poppers and turned around and buried my face in the pillow sticking my ass up in the air. I felt Michael crawl on top of me. He felt so warm and his cock was wedged between his stomach and my ass cheeks. It was wet and still emanating heat. He was grinding and kissing the back of my neck. He reached around and grabbed my tits with each hand and was twisting them. He whispered in my ear again, “I want you to turn around on your back, spread your legs and show me your that pearly white ass and pink pussy.” I turned around onto my back and spread my legs and lifted each knee and opened my ass for him to see. He moaned and started massaging both cheeks of my ass. He got down low and told me to finger myself. I could feel his breath on my hole. I inserted a finger in. He started licking my finger as it went in and out. I pulled completely out and he sucked my finger all the way down to the knuckle. He then stuck his tongue into my hole. Damn that felt good. I purred into the pillow. “Good pussy, stud.” He really started eating my ass out good at that point. Lapping at first then inserting his tongue as far as possible. He was making jabbing fucking motions with his tongue. He kept pushing my legs higher and higher. He told me to take each leg and pull it back and hold it there. I tried but that wasn’t the right position for him. He grabbed some pillows and stuffed two under my butt lifting it up and another two behind my head. He told me to grab my ankles and hold them back as far as I could. This was the perfect position. I grabbed each ankle and brought them to either side of my head. I could actually see both of them with my peripheral vision. “Can you see your cunt, baby?” Looking down I told him surprisingly, that I could. I had a perfect shot of my glistening rose bud. I made it wink and spit bubbled out. Michael slid two fingers into me. I loved the way his coal-black fingers looked stuffed in my ass. I wanted to get fucked so bad. I was so horned for some big black nigger dick. I understood what Michael meant when he told me he didn’t have a black cock. Michael added a third finger and started licking the outer perimeter of my ass ring. He was really getting me opened. He added some lube and started sliding his fingers in and out steadily. I was really getting turned on. Then he added more lube and a forth finger. I was making sounds and squirming from side to side. Michael looked right into my eyes and said, “Oh baby that is right where I want to be. I love your fucking ass. You ready?” I looked at him and nodded. The hurricane outside was raging full force and so was I. He put the bottle of poppers under my right nostril and closed the left nostril and I inhaled. He repeated the other side. I began to feel light headed. He pulled his four fingers out of my ass and I looked down. His huge cock head was black and shiny with lube. He put the head at my pucker, which was rosy red just liked he’d promised earlier. I was starting to feel the poppers at this point, and then I felt him put pressure on my ass rim. Nothing was happening so I pushed out. “Good boy, work that pussy. You know what you want.” he said. I pushed out again and the head pushed through my ring and he slowly slid his cock in to the base. I gasped. His cock was huge. This big fat cock was buried all the way inside me; his bush was pricking my cunt lips. I started breathing again and thought, damn, this is as much dick as I could possible have inside me. I was stretched to the max. I was definitely full. I felt Michael flex his rock hard cock. I clamped down on my ass in response. He said, “That’s it baby, talk to me. Let daddy know you like his nigger dick in your pussy.” I clamped down again and then again. “Ready?” he asked? I was still holding my legs back looking down at this monster dick buried in my ass. “Yeah dude, I’m ready. Fuck me stud,” I said. He asked, “You want this big nigger dick in your pussy?” I said, Hell yeah, man fuck my ass. Give it to me, fucker and don’t be gentle. Fuck me like a man.” He put the popper bottle under my nose and fed me the only elixir that would get me through to upcoming fuck. He slowly started pulling out and stopping only to apply more lube and then pushing back in. His fucking motion and the sheer size of his cock created a vacuum in my ass which in turn made a sloppy airy squishy farting noise that you only hear when the fuck is nasty. Michael started grunting and cursing again. Every few minutes he would feed me more poppers and body slam into me again. I clamped down on his cock to give him his money’s worth and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Sweat was pouring off his face and onto me. Each time he slammed back into my cunt he was making me more of a whore for his black cock. Michael told me to watch this. I looked down and he pulled his saturated dick completely out and slammed it back into my ass. Now my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He repeated this 8 or 10 times. Then he pulled out, and quickly slid 4 fingers and most of the palm of his hand into my ass and slowly twisted. We both moaned incoherently. Michael made eye contact and said he loved the warmth and feeling of a freshly fucked hole. He shoved his cock back in and jack-hammered be into the bed. My head was slamming against the headboard which knocking pictures off the wall. I was delirious and moaning jumbled sentences begging him to fuck me. I reached down between our legs and scooped up globs of pre-cum, lube and ass juice and lubed my cock up. I looked up at Michael, who was now basically doing push-ups on top of me, made eye contact and stuttered the words, “Wreck my fucking cunt.” At that instant, blew my load all over my face, Michael’s face and both of our chests. Volley after volley landed somewhere across one of us. That did it for Michael. “This is how it feels to get nigger fucked. Here I go you fucking hot white-trash motherfucker.” He pumped harder and hard then buried his cock and stayed still. I could feel his heartbeat through his dick. I felt it pulse really hard. He shot load after load into me. His cock continued to pulse and I could actually feel the heat of his cum inside me. He stayed still while his cock finished blowing its nut. I lost track of cum shots and heartbeats as they soon became one in the same. He laid there on top of me for a few minutes catching his breath. Once in a while he’d flex his cock and I would return the gesture by clamping down on his softening dick. After we recovered, Michael slowly pulled his cock out of my ass causing a vacuum “whoosh” sound and a small river of cum began to flow out of my ass. He looked at it and said, “That’s hot.” I had never been so thoroughly fucked in my life. The storm eventually passed. I never did get together with Michael again. We’d pass each other at the complex and flirt. Once we even tried to get together again, but it never seemed to work out. I will never forget that night in the hurricane.

Ultimate Stealth Being an independent contractor, I have to go where the work is, and I accepted a six month contract to work in Tampa, FL. I hired my partner to be my helper in the work, as I commonly do when I have to work out of town. We are each Poz, and we are nearing the point where we will need to go on meds, as our counts are getting high. But I expect we have about a year of still being potent. I tell you this because we enjoy being gifters, openly or by stealth. We’ve each knocked up about 20 men, and we were talking about how we might get that number higher during the time we were on contract. We decided to create new profiles on all the sex sites we use, new screen names, and to list ourselves as Neg and Safe Sex Only. We found a nice apartment on North Dale Mabry and rented sufficient furniture and made the second bedroom into our playroom, installing the one piece of furniture from home we had to bring with us, our big sling. This has seen years of use, and we are so glad we got the springs that make hard fucking such a pleasure. We also have a big mirror that we mount on top, not the little fish eye mirror some sites offer, but one almost as big as the sling stand itself. If the spotlight we clamp on the side is in the right place, the bottom can watch that cock disappear in his ass just like he was watching porn. So many men tell us that is one of the things they enjoy when we fuck them, after our big thick cocks. I think mine is thicker, but Johnny’s is just a bit longer, with a nice point that seeks out second sphincters so well. I don’t need to tell you how much we love to tag team breed in that sling. Each will fuck till he gets close, then the other takes over, and the fuck seems to go on forever. Plus we like to keep the head of the sling low, so the mouth of the bottom is at cock level. He can just turn his head and keep the next fucker sucked up hard and slick. Now eventually any breeding top will spew in his bottom’s hole, and then the other gets to fuck in his cum and plant his load on top. I love to pop a tight hole open and fuck him till I plant my load, but I also love to slide in on the warm blanket of another man’s cum. Seeing that white ring of cum around my shaft as I fuck is as much a turn-on as that marvelous feel of warm cum as the lube, a warm glove around my shaft as I fuck and breed ass. There is no better fuck lube than another man’s cum. And after I plant my load I always present my cummy cock to the bottom, so he can suck it clean and get to taste the cum of the various men that have given him their loads. I’m sure most of you know the pleasure and excitement of finding a Neg bottom that wants to convert. He will be so excited about it that he’s practically fucking himself on your Poz cock. The first man I ever knocked up was stiff as a poker the whole fuck, and when I told him it was the moment of conversion when he felt my Poz cock spasm in his ass, filling him with my poison seed, his cock exploded and shot cum over his head without him touching it. I’ve done lots of conversion scenes, and they all make me stiff thinking about them. But the ones that make my stiff cock drip are the ones I fucked and bred that didn’t know I was Poz and giving them dirty loads. I think stealth gifters are probably the dirtiest fuckers I know. And the worst ones are the ones that pass themselves off as Neg and Safe. And I guess that makes me a really dirty fucking bastard, ‘cause that’s what I do. So we got moved in and set up and found the local places, but as usual, most of the action came off the net. In order to set it up, we made sure to buy a big box of condoms, something we’ve never had to do before. And we got gloves for fisting, something else we’ve never had to do. But buying them was not nearly as bad as having to use them. But it was necessary to set the scene, so we did it. We had many men over and made sure they were safe as they did for us, and we were very careful to always use rubbers when we fucked them, and gloves for the few that wanted to fist. And after a month, we had a pretty good clientele. We had discussed how we might make the change from safe to raw play, and we decided we would wait and let the bottoms ask first, so we wouldn’t show our hand in the game. And sure enough, after about a month, they began to ask. And we refused, as that was not safe. We wanted to wait until about six weeks before we were to leave to begin playing raw, so that if anyone tested Poz, we would be long gone by that time. And the plan worked perfectly. The bottoms kept asking, can’t we play raw, since we’re all safe, and we used the standard speech, we don’t know where you’ve been or who you’ve played with, and they used the standard speech, only the bottom is at risk, the tops never get it, only bottoms get AIDS fucked up their ass. So slowly, about three months into the game, we began to give in. We would fuck safe with a man for the first loads, and then play raw at the end, when we were mostly out of cum and it was very unlikely that anyone would be infected. But we also began to plan our big party. By this time we had our targets in mind. Besides the single men, there was one Daddy that had a Boy and sometimes would bring some other Boys along. We wanted to nail Daddy, if possible, so if we didn’t get his Boys, he would, as he would often breed them, knowing they didn’t play raw with other men. So six weeks prior to the end of my contract, we set up the party. In our regular play we let them bring up the possibility of making this a bareback party, as we were all safe. And of course we refused at first, finally giving in to them. “OK, if that’s what you want, since we know we are all safe, we will do it bareback.” The week prior we both had to be good and not fuck with each other or anyone else, so our balls would be as full of dirty Poz cum as possible. We set the party for a Saturday night, and invited Daddy and his Boy, and he would bring two other Boys, so we each could have one to start with, and then trade around. And the times we were with Daddy prior to this, we made sure to include him in the rimming, so he was accustomed to us rimming his ass, just to warm him up or while he was fucking. After a while he got to enjoy it, which is what we wanted. When it got to the point that he would offer us his ass for rimming just before he would start to fuck his Boy, we knew we had our man. When the given Saturday arrived, we skipped dinner after a light lunch and took Viagra, so we knew we would stay UP for all the action ahead of us. By the time the men arrived we were both about to bust to breed ass, so after we’d all had a beer and gotten naked, we were very glad when the Boys started to suck the Dads. And we made sure to rim all the Boys well, so that rimming became part of the fuck ritual. I was fortunate to get Daddy’s Boy first; Johnny got one of the others and Daddy got the odd Boy out. I got Daddy’s Boy in the sling and made sure he had his poppers as I ate his ass, and I ate it even longer than normal, so he was begging for my dick. And all that spit made it easy to slide home raw in that cute tight ass. He really was a great Boy for Dad, but all I was thinking about at this point was trying not to spurt too early. I wanted to give him a long hard fuck and wear his ass out good, so the Poz cum I would inject would take. So I started out slow and easy, and then would build it up and really begin to pound his ass, which he loves, and then I would back off and play with his ass lips on the head of my cock, again till he would beg me to fuck him hard. After several times of soft and easy and then hard pounding, I knew I was getting to the point that I couldn’t take it much longer. I looked around and saw Johnny fucking one of the Boys on the bed, and Daddy had another Boy on the opposite side, so the Boys were kissing each other while the Dads had their legs over their shoulders. I think Dad hit the point of no return first and planted his load. “Damn, don’t it feel good to breed a Boy’s ass!” he shouted as he spurted his load. And about that time Johnny let go his dirty load, and he just looked at me and smiled that dirty breeder look while he dumped his poison load in. So it was my turn, and I increased my tempo and fucked that Boy as hard as I’ve ever fucked any man, and felt my dirty cock spew as I gave him the poison load that he will never forget. He was telling me how good it felt to have a man cum in his ass, but he was preaching to the choir; I’ve heard that so many times, and I’ve told every one of them, once you take a load raw, you’ll never want another rubber in your ass, you want cum! We all had to take a break after that, so we sat around drinking beer and smoking till the Boys started sucking dick again. I had told Johnny beforehand that we would each knock up a Boy, and then in the next round, he would knock up the Boy that didn’t get any Poz cum the first time, and I would go after Dad. So Johnny went after the Boy that still needed his Poz load, and Dad went after the one that got Johnny’s load, and that left me with Dad’s Boy again. I was letting him suck me and playing with his ass; he knew I had already had him, so he was biding time till Johnny could have a turn at his ass. But I was aiming for Dad. I got down behind Dad as he was fucking the Boy with the Poz cum in his ass, and began to rim him as he fucked ass. He pulled out a little to give me a better target, as he knew the rimming helped him get stiff to fuck again. And then he resumed fucking, and with the help of the rimming, it wasn’t long before he planted his second load. This time when the Boys went out with Johnny for beer and smoke time, I made sure that Dad stayed back, as I sucked his cock clean and just generally made him feel comfortable on the bed. I had him lie back with his legs over the end of the bed, and finished tongue cleaning up his bush and balls, and then I put his legs on my shoulders and began to rim him again. I knew this would turn him on, and despite having planted two loads in a relatively short time, he was beginning to get stiff again. Funny thing, a man’s tongue in your asshole will do that to you. So I’m slobbering all over his ass and making love to his hole, and he raised his legs off my shoulders to give me better access. I couldn’t have asked for a better path to my target. At the edge of the bed I had put a small container of Crisco, and I was greasing my cock up, and despite having planted a load earlier, the thought of knocking up Daddy had my cock stiff and dripping. So when Daddy was holding his legs up and moving his ass on my tongue, I knew this was my chance. I got up as quickly as I could, and I stuck my greasy cockhead up his ass. The pop of the cockhead parting ass sure got his attention, so I leaned over him to begin kissing him, pressing his legs to his chest, and forcing my cock up his ass. I had greased up well, so I just slid home after popping open that tight hole. He was trying to protest and get me off, but I was telling him how wonderful he was, what a man he was, all the things you say to a man to get in his ass. And I think he was actually enjoying it, as he started kissing me back and stopped resisting as I began to work my cock in till I was balls deep. I imagine Daddy had been fucked before, as just about every gay man has been at some point in his life. He may not like it, but he will accept it. I always say “When you open your body to the root of his manhood, both receive pleasure!” And though I may not enjoy having the shit fucked out of me, I do like to feel a man inside me sometimes. And having the Boys out of the room removed any feel of shame he might have felt if his Boy had been there watching. And after I got going I could tell he was getting into it, even though I bet he would never admit it. But my problem was how excited I was; I knew I couldn’t keep this up much longer, as I was so hot to breed this man with my Poz cum. So our fuck was not long, but I ended it with a very hot and heavy slap-ass breeding that I hoped would do the job. I sure did enjoy watching his face filled with pleasure as I filled his ass with my poison cum. One of the problems with stealth breeding is you get too excited doing it and cum too soon. When I pulled out I felched around his ass to clean up any drips, so that the Boys wouldn’t see he had taken a load, but I didn’t suck any Poz cum out, I wanted it to stay in there and take hold. I suggested we go join the others after a last kiss and thanks for a hot fuck. We went in and found the Boys about to drag Johnny back in for another round, so we let them go play for a while I had a smoke and Dad had a beer. Then after a long enough pause to recharge, we went back in. Johnny was fucking Dad’s Boy in the sling and the other two were fucking each other, but when we came back in they untangled and the one I had not yet fucked sucked me and I got in him while the other did the same to Dad. I think each Boy had two loads by this point, and I had fired so hard and deep that I doubted I had any cum left, but I had a stiff Viagra dick that was loving fucking in the cum in his kid’s ass and I did my best to work it in good and hard, even if I couldn’t add any more but a dribble of demon seed into it. We finally gave up late in the night/early morning, and Dad and the Boys left us to collapse and recuperate. But before they left we made plans for a going away party the last Saturday we were to be there. And what a party that was. Dad came back with the two Boys, and we invited all the men we had been fucking raw, and they all came except one that had the flu (we hoped it was the Poz fuck flu). Johnny and I held off the week prior, again so that our balls were full, and we tried to nail the ones we were not sure of. There were a couple of guys with the sniffles, so we were getting out of town just in time. After we left as many men as possible dripping our poison cum, we packed up the sling and stole away in the night, deleting our profiles and our screen names and changing our email addresses and profiles back to what they had been before: Poz breeders, dirty raw fuckers, only plant our loads, no condoms allowed! And if you’re interested in converting, talk to us! Jerry Prince 11/9/12

Spring has made the park a busy place. Not only did I get my cock sucked by cock hungry married guy, but I managed to talk a nervous retired bearded man into fucking a man (me) for the first time. Once he got in, he blew his nut in less than a minute. He acted so grateful and happy I thought he was gonna offer to buy me dinner. Lol

Lost a great friend to Leukaemia yesterday. He was one of the kindest, sweetest, friendliest most loved men I've ever known. He was also a proud gay man, a dedicated nudist and a very enthusiastic and talented barebacker. Always naked at home and anywhere else he could be, he fucked me raw many times in public or if at his home it was always with lights on and curtains wide open. I'll always remember the time we drove naked from his house in London to Bristol. He loved it when I called him Daddy. I know it's not to everyone's taste but my Daddy would LOVE to be remembered as a hung naked stud, breeding my ass. He'd love to know you were tugging your cock looking at these pics of him fucking me bareback.

Not promoting somebody based on hearsay is a no-no. Whether he is, or isn’t is a moot point. When at work, if he does his job, meets the metrics and does his job well he deserves the promotion as long as his personality fits. if he is actively promoting anti-gay, bigoted stuff while at work that is an issue. You cannot rely on hearsay. And if word got out he was denied a promotion due to his sexual beliefs, it won’t be good.

6 months before my brother moved to NYC I put him on PrEP. He said I’m still a Virgin? Being gay in North Platte your only problem is staying alive from all the beating you get. When he moved in with me I was POZ undetectable and he was on PrEP. About 2 weeks after my BF and I started fucking him and he has become a sex addict taking any dick In his holes.

I finally did it! I've been a huge fan of this site for years and this is my first posting. Today, I woke up horny AF and downloaded Grindr. My boyfriend is out of town so my plan was just to chat up a few guys, exchange pics fantasize and jack off. I don't have a profile pic and don't want anyone on Grindr knowing who I really am or that I'm on there....not to mention, I don't want anything getting back to my bf. A blank profile saying 'discreet' messaged me 'what's up' and I asked if he was a top or bottom. Top... yes! I send him a pic of my ass and he sends his cock. It's nice and thick, about 7 inches. He says he is 28 and I'm 35. He asks if I can host... and my brain is starting to race. After some nervous thought, I say yes ( after all...the bf is out of town 😈). I ask him if he wants to just walk inside, find me bent over the kitchen counter, fuck my ass then go. At this point, I'm still toying with the idea that I'm not going to follow through with this. He says I'll be there at 1:15, what's your address? I need to be quick. I'm thinking FUCK! Am I really going to do this? Then he adds that he wants to find me naked and blindfolded. I take some time to think and he asks again...need address can come now. My head is spinning and my heart is racing. I type in my address then hit send before I can give it another thought. Fuck! What did I just do? He says to me, feel free to have a toy inside and just be naked and blindfolded. By the time I go get a tie to blindfold myself and a dildo from the bedroom, I see a car pulling up. Shit! I quickly take my pants off and wrap the tie around my eyes and bend over the counter just as I can hear him open the front door. I can barely breathe at this point! and my cock is rock hard and my hole is twitching with excitement. He walks up to me, feels my ass, rubs his hands up and down my back and mumbles to himself 'nice'. Then he takes the dildo, puts some lube on it and proceeds to press it slowly into my hole. I'm in heaven! My mind is racing and I can't stop thinking about how this stranger's cock is going to be next! After a few pumps of the dildo, he is ready. He pulls the dildo out and replaces it with his long, hard, warm cock. My mind is spinning out of control! I'm bent over my kitchen counter and have an absolute stranger's cock inside my butt! I can't freaking believe it, I am SO turned on! I don't know anything about this man except that I've seen a close up picture of his cock and I take his word that he is 28. I have no idea what he looks like, his weight, height, his name, nothing. And here I am with his cock buried deep inside me! WOW! This is SUCH a head rush! He is moaning and enjoying himself using my hole and I am dripping precum, afraid to even touch my cock! After a few minutes, he moves me over to the couch and has me on all fours with my ass hanging off the chaise lounge part. Slowly, he sinks his big, hard cock back inside me. I know he said he didn't have much time so I figured he would be quick. We didn't really talk about it but I figured he would ask me where I wanted him to cum or pull out and blow his load all over my back. All of the sudden, he stops pumping, groans and I feel his cock expand and a torrent of his cum starts shooting HARD inside the walls of my ass. I have never been so turned on in my life! He didn't ask me permission to cum inside me at all, he just took what he wanted. I was so turned on that I immediately came without touching my cock (first time in my entire life!). He slowly pulls out and says thanks, pats my ass and heads for the door. My head is spinning! What the fuck did I just do!?!? I freaking LOVED IT! He was in and out in under 7 minutes. A few minutes later, I message him on Grindr to tell him thanks, that was so HOT! He said "I agree! Lets do it again sometime". I reply with 'what about tomorrow'? He said 'same time?' I'm in heaven!

I love reading all the hot stories of bareback sex. But I'm finding fewer and fewer stories that are about fun sex that happens to go from condom to bareback and mostly only seeing stories that are about "gifting" or are from the perspective of a top that knew he had an STI and stealthed a bottom that tried to play it safe. So I would love to start a thread that caters towards the more innocent side of making that decision or even stealthing that isn't focused on STI's. For example: I'm a rather safe bottom. I try to make condoms a rule, but I am also easily caught up in the moment. I've fallen for every line in the book and for some reason in the moment I don't hear how obvious it is when a guy is just trying to top me bare. One example would be while I was in film school and I was still in a phase of coming to terms with my sexuality. Thankfully NYC had a thriving community of horny young guys who didn't give a fuck if I was in the closet as long as I was young and fit. I had a roommate who assumed I was 100% straight. So I had to keep my hookups anywhere but our apartment. This particular night I had met at guy at a house party. He was a little older than me, probably 22 at the time. Sexy as hell though, probably 6', in great shape, a natural tan, one of those sexy smiles that shows all his teeth, the "I smoke a lot of weed" eyes. I noticed him checking me out a few times at the party. I tried to avoid him because I knew a lot of people at the party and I could feel my dick twitch every time we made eye contact. At some point my core group of friends were leaving, I told them I was going to use the restroom and then head back to my place. As I exited the building this guy was out on the steps smoking alone. He recognized me and asked me if I wanted in on his weed. I'm not going to say no to free weed. So we smoked and flirt a little, but all subtle stuff despite no one being around. When he finished the last hit though, he leaned over to me and asked, "do you get down?" I knew what he meant because he was not being subtle anymore, he adjusted his dick in his pants as he asked the question. I grinned at him and just kind of bobbed my head "yes". "Your place?" he asked looking up and down the street. I let out a little laugh, "no...my roommate will be home and he..." "He's not cool," my new friend cut me off. He adjusted himself in his pants, "we can go to mine...I'm over on the west side though" he warned as if I would bail after getting that information. In a bit of a haze we walked about twenty blocks up and a few avenues over. He didn't even hesitate to bring me into his building, I on the other hand was constantly looking around to make sure I didn't notice anyone I knew. He failed to mention it was a five floor walkup, but when we got into his studio my glutes were burning to be stretched out. No sooner had the door been locked he stripped off his shirt to reveal a finely toned torso, pecks that you only get from playing basketball. He gave me a quick kiss on the lips then pulled back to make sure that was ok. I pushed in on his lips, going from 0 to 100 instantly. Clothes flying off as we kissed and touched the 8 feet from the door to the double bed against the wall. He yanked my pants down to my ankles and I fell back to the bed as he lifted both my legs so he could finish getting my jeans off leaving me in my white briefs. He stood there looking at me, so I sat up and unbuttoned his pants, the zipper revealing his black boxer-briefs. Before I could pull his pants down, he stepped back, kicking off his own pants and tossed them to the side. He grabbed my head and pulled me into his crotch, his dick already hard but hiding behind the thin fabric. I put my mouth on what was obviously the head, he pulled down the underwear and the massive 7" of cut meat smacked me in the face. I put it in my mouth, gagging almost instantly, but with effort got a few inches down. It didn't take long before he pulled out and pushed me back onto the bed, placing himself between my legs, spreading them as he came in to kiss me some more. I was so horny, I wanted this sexy guy inside me and from the way he was grinding on me I could tell he was more than ready. He sat up, hooked his fingers into my briefs and pulled them down, leaving my legs on his shoulders as he dropped the underwear off to the side of the bed. He spat on his hand and rubbed it into my hole, then slowly pushed a finger in. I let out a soft moan. He reached under his bed pulling out a little basket that had condoms, lube, poppers and some other things I didn't recognize. Handing me the poppers I watched him tear open a condom and roll it onto his dick. He uncapped the lube as I uncapped the poppers and took a couple hits. Stroking his now slick dick, "you ready?" he smiled. I took another hit, feeling a little nervous, I nodded yes as I breathed out. Rubbing the tip up and down my crack he felt his way to my hole then pushed the tip in. I winced and took in a a gasp of air. "You ok?" he asked. I nodded, "give me a second," I told him. He kissed my calf on his shoulder, rubbing my now soft dick with his other hand. I took another hit of the poppers, then another and he took the bottle from me and took a nice long hit. Slowly he started to push the rest of the way in, the initial pain was already subsiding and the familiar pleasure was taking it's place with the help of the poppers. He bottomed out with a moan, "fuck you're tight," he half laughed and then kissed me. He build up a slow rhythm, not trying to fuck me as much as he was trying to loosen me up with each thrust. "Oh fuck," I moaned as he bottomed out a little deeper every time. "You like that dick?" he asked kissing my neck and nibbling my ear. "Fuck yes," I told him feeling it hit that magical spot inside me. "You're so fucking tight dude," he said thrusting a little harder, then sitting up and stopped all together. I looked at him as he remained motionless inside me but started to stroke my dick that was again rock hard. "What?" I asked, as he smiled at me. He let out a little laugh, "I'm just trying not to cum too fast." We both laughed at that. I took another hit of the poppers and he gave a slow but forceful thrust, "Fuck," he moaned and kept fucking, a little harder and a little faster with every thrust. "I'm getting close," he warned. It felt so good, I didn't want it to end. He pulled out and ripped off the condom, jerking his hard dick, smiling at me. "Fuck dude," he said, beating himself off. I started to jerk myself off to catch up. "Are you close?" he asked, almost out of breath, slipping a finger into my hole, then drooling out some spit so his finger wasn't so dry inside me. "Fuck that feels good," I said, beating my dick even harder, flexing my ass around his finger, inching my way closer to an orgasm. "Yeah?" he asked, jerking himself a little slower now. He pulled his finger out and jerked his dick against my hole, the head gently massaging the pucker. "Fuck that feels good," I moaned. My legs fallen down to his hips, my toes curling from all the pleasure. "Yeah, you like this dick," he said, rubbing a little more than the head in as he jerks himself off. I let out a soft moan, "fuck dude..." I trailed off, rocking my hips on his dick head. I looked at him, that sexy smile as he rocked his hips ever so slightly, stroking his dick into my hole, his eyes met mine and I just smiled back. I took a quick hit of the poppers and passed them to him. He took a hit and passed them back, "shit man, you want a few more strokes?" he asked like he was doing me a favor. I took another hit, my head spinning, I just nodded "yes" and he pushed slowly all the way into me. "Fuuuuuck," we both moaned feeling his raw dick sliding all the way inside me. "That feels so good," he said, holding himself there. He leaned in and kissed me, I wrapped my arms around him and he started to thrust his dick in and out while our tongues danced. He only gave me a few more deep strokes before he broke our kiss to tell me, "I'm close," sitting up and really long stroking his dick into me. I started to jerk off hard and fast, "Me too," I said. "Want me to pull out?" he said thrusting faster and shorter. Before I could say anything he thrust all the way in and blew his load, "Oh shiiiit," he said flexing inside me, sending me over the edge. My own dick erupting all over my stomach. "Oh fuck," I said, twitching feeling both of our orgasms. He collapsed on top of me, one last kiss and rolled off. "Fuck..." he panted, "that was...so fucking good," he tried to catch his breath. "Oh man..." was all I could say, shaking a little from the intensity of our sex. We showered and I went home shortly after exchanging numbers. He text me about a half hour after I left to let me know how much he enjoyed my ass and wanted to get some more soon. I sent him back a wink. It was the beginning of a regular booty call.

So I was at this quiet little bar in the north side of Houston, jukebox music not too loud, 2 sections of the place, better lit pool table area and darker bar area. Pretty empty, too, just a few people playing pool. Short distance from my hotel, too, only more woodsy. My conference was over and I was taking an extra day to relax before flying back home to Oklahoma. I was on my 4th bourbon and 7. The bartender was an attractive guy in his 40s, solid built, Hispanic, good conversation, he was good at getting me to open up, asking lots of questions and making me some strong drinks. We both took a few breaks from talk, me checking my phone for wife and family texts, he walking a little further away to make calls, never breaking eye contact with me as he spoke. Around 1am, the couple playing pool left, leaving me and the bartender. I had a really strong buzz going. I was about to leave, myself, but he said if I stayed, he’d appreciate the company and that I’d enjoy meeting some friends of his who were getting off work. He asked what I’d like, and I said, surprise me. He went back to the cooler and added some ingredients to a shaker then came back and mixed some liquor in. Poured it into 3 shot glasses and lined them up for me. Triple threat, he called it. Just then, 2 guys in construction gear came in looking around like they were looking for someone. Black guy, thick hair, full beard, build, tall, about 6’4” easily, 250lbs. The other, dark haired white guy, similar build, goatee with handlebar mustache. “He’s over here,” said the bartender. He looked at me and said, “I hope you don’t mind, I mentioned I met a new friend and they should join us.” “Did you lock the door?” He explained that since it was slow, might as well make it a private party, if it was cool with me. I did 2 shots back to back- “ugh, what is in these? Damn, they’re bitter! He laughed and told me to just relax. The guys came over and started talking to me, although I know most of my words were slurring a bit. Bartender went about the bar, picking up empty glasses and bottles in a rolling cart. The guys were super friendly, putting their arms around me as they shared stories. I could smell the sweat of a hard day’s work on them, smelled kind of nice, like we were doing some kind of guy thing. But my arms were getting heavier and so was my bladder. I told them to give me a minute to go take a leak. Bartender saw I was woozy and came up with his cart. “Restroom?” he asked. “Yeah, but I think I drank a little too much.” “No problem, me and the guys can help, haha.” He cleared the cart and leaned me over it. The guys were talking, too, but I can’t remember what they were saying, only they were laughing and rubbing my body, probably to sober me up. Felt kind of good as they rubbed my inner thighs. So there I was, bent over against a rolling cart as they rolled me to the restroom. I can remember it was pretty dingy with a big utility sink and a hose connected next to a rolling bucket and mop. I was in and out of consciousness, but smiling as I felt them touch my body. In fact, for some reason, I wanted them to touch my body more and more, especially my inner thighs and ass. I’m not sure who said what, but I remember my arms across their shoulders, someone undid my pants- in fact, they took them completely off- and I was able to take a leak. I remember it wasn’t in the urinal but into a jar. I was dizzy and feeling good. Someone said,”did you get all of it?” They said yeah, good thing this jar was around. Did you get it on the camera? Yeah. They bent me over the cart again and I rested like that for a few minutes. I can see what’s going on at this point but my body can’t really move to stop anything. They wheel me to the big sink and turn the hose on. Next thing I feel my ass filling up with coolness and I know the hose is in my ass. They pull it out and everything flows into the big sink. They do it again several times till one says, good? And they’re like, yeah. And bent over, the guys wheel me back to the bar. They pull me up and now, I’m slumped over the bar, cool breeze against my bare wet ass. “Good thing the kitchen is closed, the cook won’t mind a little grease missing,” as someone puts a container of lard next to my face. My head and chest on the bar, they take my legs and open them, resting them on 2 of the barstools. My ass now elevated in the air. I see a hand reach in the can then feel fingers against my anus. It rubs and feels so good. It presses in a little, and the sensation is electric. I’ve never played with my butt. Suddenly a finger slips in. I moan loudly slurring, it’s so big! They laugh, “you ain’t seen nothing, my friend!” I hear someone speaking: “If he’s feeling that, I better do something. Good thing we got these test tube shot containers. Hand me the last shot glass.” I feel something slightly sting as a liquid slides in my ass. The stinging stops, and I relax again. Whatever was in the glass got completely absorbed in my rectum. “I should probably get going.” They assure me they are taking good care of me as more grease and fingers start sliding in my anus. Relax and breathe, they say. “Here, mine is the smallest, I’ll go first.” I feel three fingers spreading my hole. It stings a bit, but at that point, I can’t even lift my body. 4 fingers, then.... knuckles. Pushing. Firmly. In. I moan loud. “He’s enjoying it!” All of a sudden, the pressure is gone and there’s something lodged in my ass. What’s in my ass, I ask groggily. Just my little wrist, says the Latino construction guy. Yeah, the other two guys cheer as I see flashes go off. I pass out slightly as I feel his hand gently moving back and forth in my ass. No telling for how long... Until he pulls out! Owwwwww!, I yell as he completely pulls his hand out of my ass. I’m breathing hard, adjusting to the temporary pain of having my ass expanded. “Wow, you pulled out with your fist balled up! And he’s just a beginner!” I had to so he could stretch some for your big paws!” “You got a point,” said a deeper voice. I then see a dark skinned large workman’s hand reach into the jar of lard with a good amount. I know what’s coming up at this point and all I can mumble is, “more...” meaning more lube if they’re doing that again to me. They laugh and the deep voice says he’s going to give me more, more than I can handle. The bartender says, hold on, let me help him adjust- pulls out a little brown bottle, puts a little of the contents on a cloth and sticks the cloth in my mouth. Breathe, buddy. I inhale and the fumes go deep into my lungs as I feel the bunched up fingers push firmly into my ass. I see white, and pass out. I come to again and my anus is feeling completely expanded. It hurts but it feels good. I moan in pleasure. “He’s awake,” someone says, and then tells me congratulations. I mumble, why? They then pull someone’s phone in front of my face and I see the whole video of the hand firmly but slowly, slowly slowly going in till it is halfway to the elbow inside my ass. There’s a tinge of pink in the grease around his arm and I can’t tell if that’s my anal ring or something else. I’m scared and want to cry but at the same time, I’m excited. The arm then begins to fuck me slowly and deeply... I slide a little back into unconsciousness...

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1. From my experience, that sounds pretty normal. If you caught it at the time of the rash, that's secondary, not tertiary stage (by definition). After that it can go underground for years (sometimes decades) before the slow damage it causes to your body allows it to emerge as tertiary syphilis. An explanation of the "syphilis count" numbers: The RPR (rapid plasma reagin) test is *not* a specific test for the syphilis organism. It is a test for antibodies to a substance found naturally inside the human body's cells, that is released when they are damaged by the syphilis organism. Even after the syphilis organism is gone from the body, it can take a long time for these antibodies to drop back to the "unreactive" level, and sometimes they never do so at all. There's a more specific test for the organism itself, and if you get a reactive test on the RPR, they use the specific one to confirm that you actually have active syphilis. 2. Correct, and besides your body can develop an allergy to penicillin, so it's good to avoid using it unless you really need it. If you're allergic, you can't use it when you might really need it! 3. I get tested regularly and treated when necessary. The main impact on my personal life is that sometimes my playmates are disturbed or pissed off if they get the news that they've been exposed to something. That's annoying, but I don't consider it my problem - they're grown up people and they know (or should know) the risks. I never pretend to be an angel. It has no impact on my professional life (none of anyone's business in that arena).

Your post brings up a really interesting dilemma and it’s hard to give advice. As far as I can see, your information is based on the word of a third party who may, or may not, have her own agenda. I’m a little unclear if she knows you’re gay. If she does, she may be entirely altruistic in warning you - or may have more Machiavellian reasons to stir things. If she doesn’t, she may suspect you are and is trying to test it. Or, she might just be sharing some titbit of information about a co-worker. It might be instructive to know why she has told you this. We are all human and it’s only natural to feel some bitterness to someone you otherwise respect and rate. I would feel the same - also if I learned a co-worker was racist or anti-Semitic. If you found out that this woman is telling the truth and if his homophobia would impact on his role, then you certainly have much to ponder. Otherwise, I should rise above it and perhaps just be aware of it. Interestingly, I have just left a company in the UK where I was very much able to be open. In fact, I spotted two co-workers on BBRT and if I ever opened Grindr at work I would see a dozen more. All forms of discrimination were frowned upon and I could talk openly about partners, and invite them to company events. But I had one line-manager who, while outwardly very liberal, one just knew had a problem with gay men. Nothing was ever said, or acted upon, but instinctively one knew it was there. That is an equally difficult path to navigate.

Hey Guys, just an update to anyone following this. The diabetes thing got my attention. i've always been pretty good with diet never been beyond a 'normal' BMI in my life. i got really strict with my diet after getting an A1c of 7.2 , in February 2021, which is officially diabetic. i am specially educated in reversing certain diseases through diet, type 2 diabetes among them (DM2), so went total Whole Food Plant Based Diet with no added oil (WFPBDNO), with a few cheat meals. For the most part, no animal and kept my daily fat intake under 20grams (fat is what causes DM2). i got another A1c two months later and had dropped it to 6.3, which is pre-diabetic. i stayed on the Biktarvy after talking with my ID doctor, and retested undetectable on all counts. Doesn't look like the BIktarvy was an issue for me, and i'm glad, it has a good record as a med and i have no issues with it from my labs.

Most guys can get learn to suck dick like a pro. But there are some among us for whom being on their knees before a hard cock DEFINES them...for whom sucking cock is a religious experience that transcends our plane of existence. You know the ones I’m talking about - and for those men; ‘Gifted’ is an understatement.

When I first started chasing, I sought out the most emaciated, wasted "skeletons" to fuck my (at the time) twink hole. I was always ready to give them a Thank You!!! fuck if they wanted it. My favorites - as I widened my horizons - became the tweaked out street whores. I still like getting those boys today. They are now like I was then: any fucker who cums in my ass is a good lay. LOL

First meeting with a hot little gay ftm who's already cheating on his bf, and being a cum slut behind his back. His faceless Grindr pro said he wanted cum so I volunteered. He had a great time working a couple of my loads into that pretty wet hole, saying "cum in me, daddy!" so I did. Twice. Next time I'm planning to invite him to go with to an ABS to see how much cum he can get before I breed him.

I agree with @badubydo that hearsay shouldn't be the basis of a promotion decision. That said, especially if this "big promotion" would give the employee responsibility for evaluating and hiring other employees, it is crucially important to determine whether the employee is homophobic. It's better to stop jerks before they can do economic harm. I'd suggest asking an employment lawyer for specific advice about following up on a report that an employee is homophobic. Reviews from other employees would not necessarily be hearsay, and multiple, independent reviews could give you solid information. Perhaps inviting a guest speaker from a GLBT speakers' bureau or other local GLBT organization, or scheduling mandatory anti-discrimination training, would give you an opportunity to directly observe the employee's responses to gay people and gay issues.

This Sir thinks of I am.not mistaken we used to chat on yahoo messenger! Sir is located in Toronto . You were younger.... Been trying to see if u still around ... ... This Sir usesx a different name Lijoyfe .... Have always wanted to invite u 5o Toronto !

So I wanted to share my last load taken of course in my ass but it was so incredibly hot I felt selfish not to share it with all of you. Also being my first ever hookup on sniffies. I was talking to a 45yo bear type daddy very discreet married guy with a very nice thick 7 inch cock, we talked a little and I found out he likes to breed. Right then I was on board, so we set up a time actually just an hour ago. So we set up a meet spot in a neighboring town, just before I leave to meet him he asks if I'm ok with fucking in a church bathroom, he goes on to say he works part time there and has keys to get in, my mind melted I thought to myself OMG I'm about to take a hot load from a hot daddy in a church, of course I said yes that's fine. We meet up in the next town and I followed him to the church, we get out and there's people apparently working right where we parked, I thought again how risky is this omg. We walked past the worker like nothing and over to the next building where he unlocked the door, we then went inside and a very short distance to the bathroom of choice. It was small but had plenty of room to bend or of kneel down, we both undressed and I immediately went down to my knees and began sucking him, his cock grew fast and was rock hard in just a few seconds. I could tell he was extremely horny to fuck my ass and load it up, he asked me to stand up so he could get inside of me I very much obliged him and turned around to bend over and spread my ass he slid inside with ease not even needing to lube I brought. He fucked me for a few minutes it was rather quick but was so amazing hot I didn't care that he was already cumming in my hole, after he came I turned back around and went down on my knees again to clean his cock off we got dressed and kissed for another minute then he escorted me out of the building. The whole experience was like a dream come true almost, I hope some of you find this as exciting as I did.

Three cream pies in three days So, this is a true story of what has happened to me over the last 3 days. COVID restrictions are easing and it’s becoming easier to meet for casual sex. Three days ago, I received a message on squirt from a local “straight” lad, early 40’s who liked my profile and was interested in a meet. There was no face pic but he sent me a picture of his cock, looked impressive. He came round to my flat, handsome enough chap, well built with lots of muscle and a beautiful hairy chest. His cock however was just as his picture suggested, maybe 8.5 inches, thick and hard as soon as his clothes came off. I started oral, got his cock nice and sloppy and licked his musky manhole. What a great arse he had too. I asked if I could sit on it, which he agreed to. I sat him at the edge of my bed and went to work with my fuckable hole. It felt amazing having such a girthy cock in my hole again. He seemed to like what I was doing, I certainly got hard. In fact, he wanted me to fuck him, an offer I couldn’t refuse. I’m a 6-foot bear, hairy all over with an average 6.5-inch cock. I’m Ok looking, don’t have trouble getting sex. My favorite position is lying on my side for both fucking and being fucked when in my own bed. I find I get more control. I had him lie on his side and entered his musky cunt. Wow, great arse to fuck, firm meaty butt cheeks, hairy all over and silky-smooth inside. I’d fucked only the day before so needed my time to build up to climax. His back was all muscle and I remember thinking “Is this really happening, in my bed right now!”. Before I could cum, we swapped positions, I got to be little spoon. Well, he went to town on my hole, aggressive fucking and took at least 15 minutes to climax. When it came, what a load, I could feel multiple spasms of his cock emptying the contents of his balls in my receptive arse. When he removed his cock, it felt very wet and I realized he had left a massive cream pie, so hot. We chatted for 5 minutes as he cooled down and I was able to stroke his muscled, hairy chest. He enjoyed himself and we exchanged pleasantries before he left. I’m certainly hoping for round 2 in the near future. I was so horny now, so I popped on WhatsApp and messaged my regular fuck buddy if he wanted sloppy seconds. Of course, he wasn’t going to refuse that so I popped in my car in just a jock, cargo pants and a “T” and drove the 15 mins into the city. As is the usual with my fuck buddy, I entered his flat, undressed by the door and went on my knees for him to inspect my now cream Pie'd hole. I pushed out some of the cum which was still inside and he went in. He’s a small lad, both in stature and cock size but is always hard, loves sloppy seconds and leaves me a huge load every time. He was finished in 5 minutes and I went home a happy slut. After a day’s rest, cream pie’s 2 + 3 came today when I went to the local sauna. It’s just reopened a couple of weeks ago, and there is no steam room or sauna, but that’s not all that important to me, I go to the sauna to be fucked and man, I got some fucking today. There seems to be some pent-up sexual energy in the place as a lot more fucking takes place now. The novelty of casual sex hasn’t worn off after so long without. After prepping and showering, I put on a cock ring, took my new bottle of poppers and headed to my favorite spot, the sling. I love a good sling, and the one in the sauna is perfect. It’s very comfortable, it’s right next to the dark room and its popular. I was parked only 5 minutes when a middle aged, slightly paunchy top (just how I like them) came over and inspected my lubed-up hole. He liked what he saw and entered my hole. It felt amazing, he was maybe 8 inches and thick. He got into his rhythm and took his time to seed me. He was vocal when he came and gave me a wink when he pulled his cock out. I felt down and whoa, he’d left a huge cream pie! Our antics had garnered some attention and his cock was replaced by another, then another. This doesn’t happen very often. Over the next 2 hours I was fucked by at least 8 different men, 6 of which left a sticky deposit. I was so randy walking around the sauna with a cummy hole, cum dripping down my leg. I headed down to the basement where the suck-a-thon is. It’s not part of the sauna I head to all that often as I like cock ejaculating in my arse, not my mouth. I walked past the elevated glory holes and wow; I saw this massive cock just asking for attention. It was huge, must have been 10 inches, one of those 1 in 100 cocks which wet dreams are made of, and right before my eyes. I went to town sucking him off and he sprang to full mast. I really wanted this cock in my ass! I rushed upstairs to stand beside him, very tall mid 40’s chap. I got back to sucking him off, but this time I was able to edge my cream pie’d ass close to this impressive specimen. He fingered my hole, liked what he felt so I reversed onto the biggest cock in at least 2 years. This is the kind of cock I wouldn’t usually be able to take in one go, but I was so well used by now and the cum dripping out of me made the perfect lubricant, He was able to get balls deep in one go. This was the highlight of the day, he rammed it home and took the next 10 minutes to blast his load into me. When he pulled out, again there was a massive cream pie left for my enjoyment. I couldn’t believe it, so much action on a Tuesday. I was getting close to coming myself by now, and I was looking for an ass to fuck. However, the sling was vacant and I couldn’t resist one more go in it. I felt a total whore with cum dripping out of me. It wasn’t long before the top whom pie’d me earlier was back. Just as hard and just as impressive. I gently wanked myself and couldn’t hold back, the stimuli on my prostate was just too much. I shot this huge, vocal load over my hairy chest and belly. I realized I had attracted a crowd; they liked the show. Someone knelt down to suck the cum out of my arse. My top wanted to finish off, but I was spent. Time for someone else to get a shot. So that’s the 3 cream pie’s in 3 days. I’m going to be going to the sauna a lot!

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Part 3: Brrrrup. The sound of grindr notifications were echoing through my mind, as the sound of a person disrobing came from behind me. I couldn't see the person, as my head was locked and forced me to look forward at the screen that my captors were using to broadcast my future. I couldn't control what was going to happen to me, but I could see what was being planned and what was happening to me. It was an out of body experience in the best way. I was so turned on. I love seeing Grindr messages and emails and communications from others that were short, sweet, and dripping in sexual energy. My high mind and used hole were twitching with anticipation. The image of me in black & white on the right hand side showed a top down image that was cropped to show my ass, my lower and upper back, and all the way up to my face. The screen showed a bit of empty space in front my face and behind my ass, but not for long. I could hear the other person in the room approaching me and from the screen I could see the hard dick appear first. It was rock hard, pointing upwards towards the ceiling. Meanwhile, on the other side of the screen I could see the messages and notifications coming, with my captors responding. The message that was currently on the screen read, "Yeh. Someone is fucking him right now, just arrived. You can join if you want, or you can have him after?" The other person replied back, "On my way". I was too high to know where to focus. Do I stare at the screen, the video footage of me getting used, or do I close my eyes and focus on the sensations? Was I scared? Did I agree to this? Did that matter? I couldn't really ponder these questions, but as I failed to take the thinking much further, I felt the cock enter my hole. As he did, the top groaned just as he bottomed out. I couldn't stop watching myself being fucked. There was a bush sprouting up around my ass cheeks where the tops cock met his body. He was fully impaled in me and it was amazing to look at. I would know it was me and then forget, then I would realize again, and these realizations came in waves just like the feeling of the drugs. The top pulled out and plunged back in and started up a rhythm. I started huffing on the poppers. It had been a few moments since I had taken any poppers, too lost in thought about my previous fuck-escapades. The high of the drugs and the poppers met with a furious warmth and my brain lost as much control as my body had already experienced. I was so happy to be used. The top didn't say anything else except for his first few words when he entered and the initial groan. I just started at the video image of him pumping me deep and fast. He leaned forward over my body and the image was slightly obscured as he reached his arm around the front of me and pulled me back by the neck. The room was still dark, even with the screen portraying the messages and live footage. I could barely make out the shape and size of his arm as he pulled it around me, tightening on my neck. I heard the door open again and suddenly the screen shut off and the light in the room was gone. The top inside me kept plowing with an intensity that would have broken me if I wasn't high. The light in the room switched and suddenly everything took on a deep red glow like I was in a seedy darkroom at a bathhouse. My captors knew what they were doing. The top inside me kept plowing me as I heard the sounds of someone or some others enter the room. The top inside of me released my neck and let me fall down again a bit. My whole body was moving with his thrusts and my dick and balls were being slammed against the furniture I was strapped over. I was getting used to the rhythm and had my eyes staring aimlessly at the ground. I didnt want to look up, I barely could look anywhere anyway. I saw two pairs of bare feet lit up by the dark red light appear in front of me. I felt a dick swat my cheek followed by a command. "Suck me". I felt the dick on my face slide down my cheek and across my mouth. It came from the right. The pair of feet in front of me approached closer as well and I felt a second dick on my face from the other side. I opened my mouth and took in the dick from the right. The man inside me growled. Now I was being spit roasted with a dick on the side, my whole purpose to be in service of others. I was high, out of control, not knowing what day it was, who I was being used by, and what the rest of this day had in store for me. The dick in my mouth pulled out and was replaced by the dick to the left. This was a smaller uncut dick, with a dripping wet head. My mouth was smeared with precum. Again, another command was issued from my right. "Suck him. Get him ready for your ass fag". The top on the right moved away out of my limited sight, towards the back. I felt him trail my body with his hand as he moved towards my ass. The top inside me moved from being mostly on top of me to standing and plowing me in an upright position. His breath and movements became more intense, less rhythmic and more lost in my body. He made a few guttural noises and I felt a deep and hard slap on my ass as he bottomed out and spasmed. He held his jerking dick inside me while I had the smaller wet uncut dick in my mouth and another dick next to my body, waiting to use my hole next. The top inside groaned, "fuck" as he pulled out of me. I felt my asshole stay open, as if to invite the next top in. It didn't take long. I heard the sounds of shuffling and the dick that was in my mouth moments ago was now at the edge of my hole. I heard soft sounds of clothing being put on as this next dick was shoved in. The scene played itself out exactly as you could imagine. The top in my ass was loving my used and wet hole. The dick in my mouth was building up energy and intention for when it was the owner's turn to use my ass. The drugs kept me as high as ever. The two men who were left didn't talk, barely interacted, just the odd "fuck yeah" and grunt of encouragement to each other. The top inside me didnt last long. He pulled out and jerked his cockat the edge of my hole, cumming on my ass and then shoved it back in. "Yeh, take it bitch. Fuck". He plowed a few more times, milking his cock in my hole, and pulled out. The owner of the cock in my mouth paused, pulled out half way before saying, "you ready? Im not pulling out all like he did and Im gonna cum quick". I could feel cum leaking down my ass cheeks and cross my balls. I was mounted again quickly by this third top. His dick was already wet, engorged, and ready to use my hole from having some prep time from my mouth. As he fucked me I couldnt hear the other guy and I assumed the guy before him had already left. I felt ravenous. The top inside me didn't last long, a few minutes at most. As he built up to his climax he put his fingers in my mouth and pulled my head back. His fingers tasted awful, like they were covered in something acidic and metallic, but the flavour was soon replaced by warmth in my ass and in mouth. He was giving me more drugs while he was seeding my ass. He didn't linger in my asshole. A few shudders and gasps and he pulled out of my gaping hole. I heard him mutter a few words, then silence for a few moments, followed by the sound of a door opening and closing. I waited for something else to happen, some indication that I was going to be used again, but nothing. I waited in silence for a few moments. I was so horny that I couldn't stop grinding my dick into the furniture. By now everything under my hips was soaked with lube and cum. I was a wreck. I was fuzzy and had trouble focusing. The light in the room changed again as the screen came back on with black screen and white letters spelling out, "You get a break now. Enjoy it, because more men are on their way. Soon you will have some decisions to make. Till then, enjoy the show. Our subscribers surely will". The video changed again and I could see the footage again, except this time there were three different screens. There was the top down image from before, but also there was a wider shot showing more of the room, and a shot from what looked to be right from the screen in front of me highlighting my face and shoulders. I watched myself take a hit of poppers as a man approached me from behind. I realized, I was watching the scene from a few minutes ago. I was going to relive it. I took a hit of poppers and decided I would take this opportunity to enjoy it. At the bottom of the screen I saw messages coming in. "Fuck, this video is hot. He is going to get used." "What a fag" "Best videos on the web" I was being streamed. The people who had invited me over and put me in this position, were not just whoring me out, they were filming it and making money off of some sort of live stream. I took another hit of poppers. I guess I might as well enjoy the show before I become the show once again.

Part 3 I snuck back through my mates window while having a complete out of body moment. Mitch had at it with me, giving some fucking lecture about sneaking off and that his dad would be home at any moment. Another flash of Mitch’s dad fucking Daddy Steve crossed my mind. If only Mitch knew his dad was secretly gay. On que, Mitch’s dad opened the bedroom door. ‘Sorry Scott, You dad’s said there wasn’t any homework there.’ I avoided eye contact. ‘All good. Must have left it at school.’ The next day I went to school. The out of body experience had not shifted. My business teacher Mr, Smith called out to me to wake me up a couple of times in class. The end of school bell rang and I knew I had to head home... Head home and face my dad’s. Knowing full well what they were up to last night. When I walked into the house, it was like normal. ‘How was dinner last night dad’s.’ Once again I avoided eye contact. ‘It was nice son.’ Daddy Steve said casually. ‘Nice dinner at Café Sydney then an early night in. Mitch’s dad popped past. Said you had some homework that you forgot.’ ‘Oh.. Ah.. Yea.. I left it at school. I got it now.’ ‘we best you get to it son.’ Daddy John ordered, while pointing to my study room. I spent the next few months trying to forget what I saw. But occasionally the flashes would come back and I couldn’t resist and wank off to them. I started to imagen what it would be like to be in Daddy Steve’s position. The fear. The feeling. The pain. The torture. The humiliation. The Mind fuck… The pleasure and enjoyment. I shook my head to get it that notion out of mind. Then I remembered some of them saying they were pumping POZ cum into Daddy Steve. Is Daddy Steve POZ? He can’t be. He is so fit and healthy. Nah, not Daddy Steve, I convinced myself. It was coming into August and my birthday was coming up. Turning 18. Coming into adulthood. I should have been excited, pumped. I get to go and get my licences and have a drink without being sneaking about it. But I wasn’t. I was numb. It was grand finale. Yep, my team made it. Not sure how. I was a fucking zombie on the football field. I was sitting on the bench in the locker rooms. All the boys were getting ready. Some were naked, others still in their jocks, I found myself checking them out. But I used all my will power to keep it subtle. But as much as I thought these guys were looking hot. They didn’t quite give me the same fiery feeling that I got whenever I saw My dad’s or Mitch’s dad naked. Something about a man being older made me feel obsequious. Coach Davis come barrelling through the entrance. ‘COMMON BOYS. WE HAVE A GAME TO WIN. GET YOUR FUCKING GEAR ON AND GET OUT THERE!.’ He roared. ‘LETS RAPE THEIR FUCKING ASSES.’ I kept my head down, ‘AND YOU.’ He pointed at me ‘Get your fucking HEAD TOGETHER.’ And he stormed back out of the locke room. Coach Davis was a big guy. Not as big as Daddy John. No comparison. But he was big. He use to play professional football in his hay day. But for being in his late 50’s he is sporting an alright body. 5 foot, maybe 90kgs. Little heavy around his fury belly, biggish shoulders with odd patches of hairy growing everywhere. Sun burnt singlet tan lines (I think he does a bit of fishing on his time off). Short stubby salt and pepper growth, which looked prickly to me. I started to get hard and had to shake the thought out of my head. One of my team mates walked past and saw it poking through my football shorts. ‘Dude. Did you get scared stiff.’ And laughed as he walked off. I quickly throw my singlet over it. Daddy John walked in and suddenly all the boys went very quiet. Daddy John has that effect on everyone. He sat next to me and placed his massive arm over my shoulders. I could feel his weight on me. ‘Hey son. What’s up? Coach said you seemed lost.’ Daddy John said in his burley voice, but with a cool calming tone. I finally looked into his big dark brown eyes. On any other day, when you look into Daddy John’s eyes fear strikes you to your core. And you stand up straight and give attention to every word he says. It does not take much for him to instil obedience in you. Which is probably why I stayed on top of my studies and football… Well, until recently. But not this time. When I looked into his eye’s, I felt loved and supported. I felt like I could open up. ‘Dad… I have to tell you something.’ ‘Please.’ ‘I… I… I saw you fucking Daddy Steve.’ ‘Oh.’ Daddy John’s voice was still cool and calm. ‘I also saw what you did to Daddy Steve on his birthday.’ I dropped my eye’s. ‘Did you now.’ Was a question. His tone was still cool and calm. ‘How did that make you feel son?’ I looked back up to him. That was not the response I was expecting. ‘It… I… I was scare. I feared for Daddy Steve. You were hurting him. All those men… They abused him… But for some reason I… I was aroused by it. No… I was completely turned on by it.’ I dropped my head into my hands and wept. Daddy John looked up at all my team mates who were now dressed and ready. He pointed to the exit. ‘Coach is waiting for you. GO.’ Daddy John’s tone changed. None of the boys stuck around. He rubbed his solid hand on my back. ‘Is this what has been bothering you son? Is this why your grades have been slipping?’ His tone returned to cool and calm. I nodded. ‘Oh son.’ And he pulled me into his chest for a hug and patted me on the back. ‘Oh son. You have it all confused. I’m sorry boy… I think it is time we tell you the truth… time I give you a life lesson.’ I look ed back up at him. Tears running down my rosy cheeks. ‘The truth?’ ‘Yes. The truth… Some I am not your uncle… I am your biological father.’ ‘What?! I don’t understand.’ ‘Let me explain… Before you were born. Daddy Steve was married to your mother. But Steve and your mother were not exactly… Monogamous. Daddy Steve use to get off watching your mother get fucked and bred by other men. Sometimes they would go to a bar and pick up a random guy take him home and let him breed your mother. This would get Daddy Steve wild. And would go as far and eat her out after he blew in her. There were many times when they would bring a few guys over to fuck her. And I believe there was a time Daddy Steve blindfolded her while in a cheap hotel room and organised a line-up of guys to fuck and breed her. There would have been hundreds of guys who put their cum inside her pussy. Easy.’ I was shocked. Speechless. ‘My poor mum.’ ‘Oh no. your mum loved it as much as Daddy Steve did. Don’t you worry about that that.’ ‘After all that. She never got pregnant?’ I asked ‘Not until I came along. Before Daddy Steve become a real estate agent he worked for me. I could tell he had a thing for me. He liked my dominance. Like you, he was struggling to come to turns with his fate… But I am fast tracking. Back to your mum. Daddy Steve had to see me fuck and asked me to fuck his wife. So I did. I fucked her hard. She nearly screamed the house down. The police knocked on the door because someone called out of concern… But what Daddy Steve and his wife soon learnt was that I do not have an average cum load. Its well above average. We weighed it once at 1 litre of cum. And pumped it so fucking deep into your mum she was practically choking on it.’ ‘holly shit! Really 1 litre.’ ‘Yep… A few months later she found out she was pregnant. Pregnant with you.’ ‘How can you be sure. You said she had heaps of guys cum in her.’ Daddy John smiled at me. ‘Son. Just look at you. You have the same features as I do. You sharp jaw line, broad shoulders that mimic mine. The way you grin like me, move your fingers like me. Even the way you walk and kick the football… I’ve seen your cock boy. You’re packing a monster like your old man.’ I dropped my head back into Daddy John’s chest and wept. ‘You’re my real dad… Why have you hid it for so long?’ ‘Daddy Steve and I had to wait until you were ready. Ready to know the truth. You see. After what Daddy Steve saw me do to your mother, his mind snapped. He changed. The pig unleashed and he needed to feel what I did to your mum… So I started fucking him. I broke Daddy Steve in. But he was a virgin to gay sex. Barely a finger and gone up his ass. He requested one thing from me. He said when I go in… GO IN. rape me… So I did. He bled. The pain was too much and he passed out. I fucked him hard with my massive cock for about 15mins before he woke up. And he woke up with a hard reminder of what was happening to him. He screamed and yelled and begged and I just kept on fucking him. He literally wept like a little baby. When I fuck. I fuck and don’t stop until I blow. And sometimes that could go for 30mins straight. But Daddy Steve is a sexy man and I finally pumped my load in him within 28mins. I pulled out. His hole was wrecked. It was gaping and red with blood and a fountain of cum drizzling out… I took a photo of it. He now keeps it for memories.’ My mind was in a spin. I could not believe what I just heard. Daddy John raped Daddy Steve. Daddy Steve wanted it. He loved it. My cock went rock hard. ‘you took a photo of it?’ I asked ‘I did. I film us fucking all the time. House is set up with camera’s you don’t even know about.’ ‘Realy?’ ‘Yep… I have a secret cupboard with all the films hidden in there.’ Daddy john tighten his muscly arm around my back. ‘That was the beginning of Daddy Steve becoming the pig that he is today. It is what he lives for. It is what motivates him. It is what makes him confident. This is why he is the best in the real estate business. Daddy Steve is free. He has excepted who he is. And when you except who you are you become invincible.’ ‘I heard some of the men who fucked him say they were poz.’ ‘That’s right son. It’s the only way. To be a pig you need to fully commit. No exceptions. We would take Daddy Steve to beats, sauna’s, cruise clubs behind his wife’s back I would blindfold him and find any stranger willing to breed his ass. Some nights he would get a couple of guys to breed him. Other nights he would get 3 or 4. He always wanted to break his best number. One time I tied him to a sling. Got him so high he passed out and I let whoever wanted to fuck and breed him, fuck and breed him.’ Daddy John laughed. ‘Oh I remember the first time he did that. He was raped and bred by 9 guys while passed out. His hole was wrecked. He couldn’t close it for a few days and had to wear a nappy to stop all the cum and blood from coming out.’ My cock throbbed in my football shorts. This was getting too much for me. ‘But this wasn’t enough for him. He seemed to feel like he was missing something. Then one night, in the middle of a breed session at a cruise club. He was getting fucked by this old man while blindfolded. As the old man started to cum he said [take my charged load]. When he finished he collapsed onto Daddy Steve and Daddy Steve asked him what he meant. The old man said he was poz and judging by your sloppy wrecked hole I may have got you pregnant. Daddy Steve blew a load from under the old man with touching his cock.’ My eye’s lit up. Daddy John continued. ‘Daddy Steve realised what it was that was missing. That feeling of knowing that someone who was HIV positive just unloaded in him. Daddy Steve was then obsessed. He got tested a few months later and was still neg. So we set out on a mission to make sure he was getting dirty loads pumped in him. I would make sure he was completely bound and search for the sleaziest, bug ridden guys I could find… One session I reckon he took 20 loads from strangers, no telling what their status was unless they were verbal about and never even saw their faces. One guy even said he had a high viral load… I have to admit, I was even turned on by it. It was then that he converted. He was converted by who knows what stranger and Daddy Steve was proud of it. It was the only way. To be the pig he was meant to be.’ I pulled away from Daddy John’s chest. My cock was throbbing so hard I thought I was going to cum. I saw that Daddy John noticed it. ‘And you Daddy. Are you poz?’ ‘Yes I am. It was bound to happen. I could help but fuck Daddy Steve with all those loads in him. It was magical. The best feeling to fuck a loaded up hole. And boy was Daddy Steve’s hole magical.’ Daddy John has a twinkle in his eye. ‘And all this was happening behind mum’s back?’ ‘Most of it… She eventually found out because she notice that the breeding session she would normally organise with Daddy Steve lessened to the point of no existent. She had you, son. And said she could not live like that and left. We never heard from her again.’ I looked off into the distance. Feeling a little sad that mum abanded me like that. Daddy John rubbed my back again. ‘Don’t let it get you down son. You have two dad’s who love to dearly. We would move mountains for you… But son, you are getting too distracted. Your grades are slipping and your football is under average. There is a lesson here you need to learn. Son, Daddy Steve learnt who he wanted to be. He became it, to its fullest. When you become your true self you become invincible. And that’s what you need to do. You need to choose who you want to be and you need to be that person it unconditionally. But many people get there, but the ones who do,.. Like Daddy Steve, you become unstoppable in everything you do.’ I pondered on the thought for a long while. Daddy John sat there patiently. I eventually turned to him. ‘Thank you Daddy. Thank you for giving me the truth. And thank you for the lesson.’ He patted me on the back one more time and I smiled back at him. I ran out onto the football field to meet my team mates. We played the best game of the season. I scored 4 goals and my last one was the one that won us the game! I was thrown up in the air as everyone around me cheered. It was then that I knew what I wanted to be… I wanted to be a pig. A pig like my Daddy Steve. To be continued

Jay pays for disobedience Part 4 Master then released me from then bench my legs where wobbly when I stood up, he then got jay in a sling head down and butt up, Jay I know your cum was in Si when I fucked him and now you will pay dearly, Prep won’t help you and Jay bucked in the sling he had guessed what was coming, Master took out the toothbrush and was not gentle with Jays hole the brush was covered with deep red blood when he pulled it out breed him Si and I started to fuck Jay brutally until my slit opened and a tiny amount painfully released into Jay, I was spent. Sir then powered fucked Jay causing Jay to cum all over his abs and face. Master grunted as he seeded Jays hole slapping him hard across the face he was so angry. Master then said to Jay I agreed that I would never let a full blown Aids fucker breed you but I never said anything about not seeding/infecting you with Aids cum you worthless please of shit. Si come here push the ring spreader in an open his cunt, now take this and open his throat, this shit is going to get it both ends (I was confused, but Sir was so angry) I did as I was told, then Sir had me crouch down over a bowl as he put out my butt plug, the cum just flowed and flowed out 23 loads filling the bowl. Lets make sure that the camaras are focused in because this worthless piece of shit is getting Full Blown AIDS cum both ends. Jay was bucking around as Sir slowly dripped the cum onto his but watching intently as the cum trickled into his cunt, the white cum was a real sight against Jay’s ebony skin, next Sir did the same with Jays month the white bloody cum sliding down Jays tongue and throat. Finally Sir went back and poured all of the Toxic Aid cum down Jay’s hole and released the hole spreader Jay ring immediately clamping shut. I thought that the end of it, but Sir then got the tooth brush saying “I’ve been looking forward to using this” and shoved it straight into Jays cunt in and out in and out tarring the walls of Jays arse to shreds, no escape from Aids now cunt Master said as he slapped Jay hard again. Finally, he stopped and pulled it out. He then turned to me and I was dreading what was going to happen next and said “put the cuffs on” as soon as I had he hoisted me up on tip toes and said he would be back when he had thought of a suitable punishment for taking Jays cum earlier without permission. Part 5 Let me know if you want more?

Part 2 The rest of the week was a blur for me. I was having an out of body moment and only snapped out of it whenever I was interrupted. My dad’s were picking up on it. Dinner time was awkward. I wouldn’t look them straight in the eye. What surprised me was the way they acted. They were normal. They were their loving selves. I didn’t get it. Daddy John literally raped Daddy Steve and Daddy Steve did not seem to care. I must have been distracted at footy because coach Davis kept giving me a verbal and asking where my head was at and my friends even said I seem distant. One Evening Daddy John pulled me aside before we left to go to football practice and asked me if I was ok. My grades had slipped and he was worried that they were not giving him enough study time or maybe too pressure. I told him I was fine and I’ll pick up my game. He gave me a big huge. He pressed me hard into him. His big massive arms cradled my back which pressed my face into his masculine chest and I could feel his bulge press against my own chest. I kept thinking that his massive cock was only a few inches away from my face and imagined what it would be like to have it in my mouth… Or my arse… The thought shocked me for a moment, but then I felt myself harden. Daddy John must have noticed and pulled back slightly to look down at me. He then said ‘I love you Son. You are my boy.’ And pulled me back in. My hard on pressed against his upper shin. We were about to leave when he stopped to tell me something ‘Oh. By the way. Steve and I are heading out tonight to celebrate his 53rd birthday.’ ‘I know dad.’ ‘You do?’ ‘You go out for his birthday every year. I know the routine.’ I amused as we kept on walking to the entrance. To the right is a side stair case leading to the lower level of the house. To the side at the bottom is another door leading to a room I am not allowed to go in. Daddy Steve walked out as we walked past the stair case. He said ‘Head to training?’ ‘We sure are, dad.’ I said as Daddy John opened the front door. ‘Happy birthday by the way. Have a fun night tonight. I’ll stay at Mitch’s place tonight.’ ‘Thanks Son. Tonight is going to be a blow out.’ I knew full well that they were going to have sex. I felt myself get hard again at the notion of it. But for the last few weeks I have snuck to the their bedroom to listen in on them fucking and Daddy John still had no remorse over Daddy Steve. He really violates him and Daddy Steve just excepts it, regardless of how much it hurts him. So something is different here. Something was up. I needed to know. So I planned to not go to Mitch’s and follow my dads. The time come and I made some bullshit story to my mates dad that I had to head home and pick up some school work I forgot. He was close to Daddy John’s age, little over weight, dad bod. I saw him in his jocks once when I walked past the bathroom and he was quite a hairy guy. He thought it was a little late to head over. It seemed to me that he was trying to stop me. His tone and the types of reason to make me stay just did not add up. Did he know something? He eventually said he would head over and get my school work. Frustrating for me. I had to go to plan B. I snuck out the window. It was 10pm. I got to my house. I saw Mitch’s dad arrive and a total strange opened the door for him. Strange. Who the fuck was that, and how did he know Mitch’s dad. I waited a moment to make my move then snuck through the front door. What I was presented with caught me by complete surprise. My dad’s house was full of men. Men of all different shapes, sizes and age. None however, seem to be younger than 40. They were at different levels of undress. And there were stiff dicks everywhere. I was lucky that no one had seen me. I looked down the stair case to the side of the entrance and saw a few men walking in through the door at the bottom. I saw an opportunity to sneak in and took it. I went through the door which open to yet another stair case followed by a long tunnel. It was dark. There was a shimmer of red light. I went down. The tunnel seemed long, but it could have been the dim lighting that made it feel that way. I reach the far entrance to the tunnel and what I saw completely warped my mind! The room look looked like a dungeon. There were varies fuck benches and slings. A leather couch, cross bar, mirrors on most of the walls and ceiling. The room was quite large and it easily had close to 60 or 70 guys in there. All naked, all playing with their cocks, all watching what was happening in the middle. Daddy Steve was strapped to a wooden bench face down getting railed by a stranger, while Daddy John was standing by Daddy Steve head watching the stranger fuck him. ‘I’M GONNA CUM!’ The stranger yelled and picked up his thrusts, driving deeper in Daddy Steve’s ass. ‘TAKE MY TOXIC LOAD, YOU FUCKING PIG!’ The stranger seemed to be cumming for a while, then he finally pulled out. I heard a plop from where I was standing. Very quick, another stranger replaced the previous stranger and just started jack hammering his cock into Daddy Steve’s cum filled hole. Daddy Steve moaned in pain through what looked like a red gag ball. I could not believe what I was seeing. My cock stiffened in my jocks from the site. I was scared, horrified and yet aroused by it. Under the bench there was some sort of cow tit milker attached my Daddy Steve’s 10 inch cock. It was a clear cylinder with a chrome base. I could see Daddy Steve’s nob poke through a larger cylinder attachment at the end which had a tube running down into a chrome tank. I could see that Daddy Steve had blown a load in it from the cum gathered at the entrance to the tube. ‘Hear comes another dirty load, you fucking slut.’ And the new stranger pumped his load into Daddy Steve. I nearly came in my jocks. Daddy Steve just got bred by two strangers, no tell how many other men have done the same, and Daddy John has just stood there and watched. The stranger pulled out and I could see his cock and pubs slick with cum. There was heaps. It glistened in the red lighting. Daddy John was wearing tight denim jeans and black boots. He had gauntlets with pointy studs on his forearms and a leather harness strapped around his muscly hairy chest. He look like one of those leather men from the Tom of Finland images. He leant over Daddy Steve and pull his muscly ass cheeks apart and examined his hole. ‘Not enough cum. NEXT’ He said with malice. Then another strange lined up. Daddy John move close to Daddy Steve’s ear, ‘Pig faggot, you are going to like this stranger. 10 inch cock, old, withered man, easily in his late 70’s. Yellow decaying teeth. And fuck… He smells like he hasn’t showered in a week. He looks like he is carrying a high viral load.’ Just as he said those few words, the old man shoved his 10 inch cock balls deep into Daddy Steve’s wrecked hole. It must have been too much for Daddy Steve. Next thing I heard was Daddy Steve moaning in pain while his cock ejaculated another load of cum into the cylinder. Daddy John noticed. ‘I thought you might have liked that, you fucking whore.’ He amused followed with a burly chuckle, then turned to the old man with his cock in Daddy Steve ‘Fuck that dirty poz infected slut. Charge him up and give the worthless whore your DNA.’ With that, the old man fucked him furiously. My cock couldn’t take it much longer, so I pulled it out and started playing with it. The old man did not last long. ‘Argh!... FUCK! Here comes my POZ load faggot. TAKE. IT!’ and he pushed back in deep and unloaded. It was getting way too much and I found myself pulling my cock really hard. It was then that I saw Mitch’s dad line up behind Daddy Steve. He had a curved 8 inch cock and he forced it into Daddy Steve’s gaping hole. I could not believe what I was seeing. He fucked really fast. Quick hammering. He seemed like he was in a hurry. And then grabbed Daddy Steve’s hips and slammed in hard and moaned out loud. I was on the verge of cumming, it was then that another 6 more guys walked past me from the tunnel. They were old guys in their 70’s and they saw me pulling my cock. ‘What we have here.’ One of the old men said while playing with his long dick. ‘Looks like young fresh meat.’ Another said, licking his crusty lips. ‘A shame you are not strapped to that bench. I wouldn’t mind a bit of boy pussy.’ Said another. For a moment I froze not knowing what to do. Then I quickly took off struggling to pull my pants up as I ran. I stumbled up the two sets of stair cases, passing even more naked men. I even felt a cock brush me as I went by. I managed to get to the entrance and get out. I got to the road and stopped to catch my breath. Flashes of what I had just saw kept flashing in my mind. To be continued

I got to suck this cute 24 year old in my building a few weeks ago. He's attached, I'm attached, and while he's wanted my ass ever since I swallowed his gorgeous cock, we just haven't been able to coordinate a meet-up in my secret spot. Until this morning. And it went even better than I had ever hoped! He and I had started talking last night about meeting up while he sent his bf to pick up coffee. Then, this morning, a top friend hit me up on Grindr asking if I was free. Didn't take long for my horny brain to concoct a scene! I confirmed that the guy in my building loves fucking a cummy hole, and once I knew that, I invited my Grindr friend to load me up first. We all coordinated the times; the guy in my building wanted me one-on-one the first time, promising we can do a full-on threesome next time. So my Grindr friend arrived. I walked him to my spot, undressed, and bent over. He ate my ass first, getting it all slick while I huffed my brown bottle. He squirted some lube on my hole and then on his cock, and in no time he had slid in balls-deep. He likes to fuck in long, slow grinding motions and it feels amazing to have him in my ass! I knew he had been saving his load all week in the hopes that we could meet, and sure enough it did not take him long before he whispered, "I'm cumming!" I squeezed my hungry sphincter tight lest I lose any of the manjuice he was pumping into me. At last he slid out, and as has become my custom, I spun around and took his cock in my mouth to clean him off. As he dressed, I messaged the other guy - the one from my building - that I was loaded and ready. He needed to wait a few more minutes to make sure his bf was gone, then messaged me that he was on his way. This time, in accordance with his request, I waited on all 4's on the cold concrete floor, my cum-filled ass pointed at the door. He came in and locked the door behind him, and I heard him take his pants off. I heard him stroke his cock a few times and then he, too, was inside me, my slicked-up hole welcoming that gorgeous, rock-hard 7-incher for the first time. He crouched behind me and began to pound me mercilessly. The precum ran in streams from my cock, pooling on the floor below me. Then, without making a sound, I felt his cock begin to do the dance that meant he was pumping his load - my second in the last 20 minutes - into me. I squeezed tight again, feeling him spasm a few more times as he slowly withdrew. Before I could make my move, he ordered, "Clean it off." I happily complied, then resumed my position on all 4's until I heard the door close behind him. With that, I locked the door and got dressed to head back to my place. I wiped up the excess dribbles from my hole, but as I walked back to my apartment I felt more begin to dribble out. I plugged myself the moment I walked in the door, and am sitting here happily stewing two big loads of baby batter as I write this.

Nothing hotter than when your top is in charge of your hole!

HOC tends to be the most popular choice for deviant husbandry. It's pretty no-nonsense as long as you aren't outside being obnoxious, there's parking, and Andersonville/Edgewater/Rogers Park is full of kinky dicks. But HOC always hovers around $100 and is always more expensive than the Lincoln Ave dives which are a few miles away (and offering far little improvements over said dives). Also you will be competing against a variety of other cumdumps for dicks, always and forever. But the staff are tolerant, if not friendly, and it's pretty safe. Might not last too long but Covid allowed for some crazy deals downtown. Was fun nutting on some $400/night beds since these hotels were at 12% capacity this last year. I've also got a frequent flier card for the Best Western Plus Hawthorne Terrace which benefits from its Boystown (now "Northalsted") location. I've also had sleazy fucks in cheap Chicagoland hotels/motels in the towns of Skokie, Elk Grove Village, Bridgeview, anything on Mannheim Road and Lansing, but it's hit or miss in the burbs and requires some early advertising to muster up the married dick or get guys to travel ALL the way out there from downtown.

My Mom walked in on me one night looking at gay porn on the computer in my room and freaked out getting my step dad and both yelling at me. That weekend she left for the day while my step dad was going to have a long talk about what I did with me. When he walked into my room I noticed that he had a huge bulge and wasn’t even trying to hide it. As he began talking to me about sex he began touching me and said that he has known for quite some time about my secret sexual activities with all those random men, sneaking out wearing panties, sucking their dicks, swallowing their loads, letting them fuck me and coming back home a hot mess. I was best red and embarrassed. As he told me not to be embarrassed and it’s ok to do all those things he unbuttoned his pants, pulled down his zipper and pulled out his rock hard cock which was HUGEEEE. He looked at me while he stroked it and said let’s get naked and more comfortable. He then told me that I can touch it if I want, I began stroking it and shortly wrapped my lips around it, sucking it until he fed me his load. As I told him about all the filth I was into and have done he quickly got rock hard again, at which point I straddled him sliding down on his throbbing cock and rode him as I continued with my stories. At one point I moaned omfg I love this so much Daddy can we do this more often, I want to be your dirty cum dumpster slut son. He smiled moaning and said of course we can son, Daddy is going to show you just how much he loves you with his cock from now on. He then bent me over and fucked me deep and hard blowing his load inside me as he told me how much he loved me. When my Mom called telling us that she got called into work for an over night shift I was riding his cock with his loads leaking out of me. He spent the entire night showing me his love and spilling his loads into me. This became a daily thing with us, we snuck around and always found the time or the place for me to suck his fat cock and get fucked. I loved when he just pulled my panties aside, spit on my hole and buried his rock hard throbbing cock eagerly deep inside me and fuck me moaning how good it felt and how much he loved me. After he pulled it out I’d always lick it clean. He loved it when I came home fucked up and a hot mess sneaking back into the house. I’d txt him to meet me in the basement, where I’d seduce him and tell him what a whore I was as he groped me and felt me up. I’d pull out his cock and stroked it as I told him about my night. As he got rock hard he bent me over, ripping my panties down and force his throbbing all the way inside me. As he fucked me deep and hard I talked dirty to him telling him how good that felt, to fuck me harder, to show me how much he loved me to fuck me like a dirty street whore that I was and breed my hole.

Can we just all just take a moment to wallow in the undeniable hotness of porn newcomer ARD? This fellow BZ member (known on here as Toxic-Verse) was kind enough to lend his infectious presence to one of my recent OF fetish videos. Suffice to say, when ARD stepped on set, none of us were prepared for the absolutely gobsmacking performance he delivered. If you haven’t seen the vid yet, I’ve got previews ARD’s porn debut on my Twitter that are so hot, your phone might melt.

I am the son who remembers dad watching and sometimes participating when he arranged other men to fuck me. When Dad owed his poker buddies or bar owners’ money, he would let them use me to settle the debt. Often times some guys just wanted a blow job and to fuck my teen ass, but a few of them really got off on humiliating me with name calling, spitting in my mouth and on my face, pissing on me or ordering me to swallow their piss. A couple liked to lock the bar doors, and gang bang me while my dad watched and in a few cases having Dad fuck me in front of them. They did not realize my dad stopped seeing me as his son, by merely as a faggot hole to be used and rented out and as a way of getting out of gambling debts and bar tabs. It was really humiliating when some of the men let me know all my dad owed them was a $5.00 bar tab, or $2.00 poker bet. However, in all honesty back in 1979-1981 $2.00 - $5.00 went a lot further.

There's a lot to unpack here. If you think they'll be fine with you being gay, it might be a good idea to come out to them. Then let them know you're dating someone who's special to you and casually mention that he's older. My bf is almost 50 and older than my mom, but she's fine with him and she knows I love him. They don't really interact but he does little, thoughtful things to impress her and show her that he treats me like his prince. Maybe your new bf can do the same thing to make a good impression on your parents.

Just fucked a well known cumdump in West Hollywood. His smooth pussy was gaping and cum dripped down his leg. When I left I saw two other men approaching his apartment so I walked back and watched. He didn’t even look back to see who was using him.

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Hate it when guys do that. Like you know we want it.

Good that you went to the doctor before it was to late

Got a reply to one of my personals ads this morning, the guy said he was a Hairy well built & hung married Algerian guy looking for a discreet fuck. He didn't have any pics but was sure I'd like him but if not I could send him away with no hard feelings. I replied to him asking when he was free to come over and he said he could be here for 2pm. He arrived on time and he was right, I definitely liked what I saw! As he came in I said " Well built is a bit of an understatement!" He laughed, he's a 6' tall hairy huge bodybuilder! We wastes no time and headed to the bedroom, stripped and I go down to worshipping his huge hairy muscles and huge 9" cut cock with my hands and mouth while he probed my cunthole with his fingers then his tongue till he was ready to fuck. He told me to get on all fours, I got in position, head down arse up which he liked and started rubbing his pre cum on my hole then started to ease it in. Once in he started trusting deep in me gradually getting harder & faster, it felt so good especially when he was fucking me with most guys maximum force and it was obvious he had plenty of power left in reserve! After a good 10 to 15 minutes he pulled out and flipped me on my back, as he got between my legs he asked what the pipe was on my bedside table. I told him what it was & said smoking it enhanced sex and prolonged it. He asked if he could try it, I said it depended on when his wife would be expecting him home. He said she wouldn't be expecting him cos they'd had an argument and he was staying at the gym that he owns. I grabbed the pipe and lighter, held it for him & lit it. He took a big puff and blew his cloud in my face, I inhaled deeply and told him I was going to do a blow back with him. I took my big puff, my lips met his and I blew my cloud into his mouth and he retuned it to me. I put the pipe back and we kissed as it kicked in, he was now hyper aroused and had me back on my back legs apart with my knees by my ears, he plunged his dick in me and plowed me so hard and rough I was growling with sheer pleasure! He raided me hard for a good 20 minutes before blowing his load in me. As his dick pumped his big load in me I climaxed and blew my load. We've been puffing and fucking all afternoon and evening & he's planted 6 loads deep in my pussy, the last was half an hour ago. I was sucking his dick post breeding then his big hairy balls. I then lifted his balls as he lay back on the edge of the bed with his feet on the floor. I started licking behind his balls working my way down to his hairy hole. As my tongue flicked on the edge of his hole he groaned and lifted his legs holding them back and giving my tongue full access to his hole. After a few minutes I teased his hole with my dick & told him i wanted to fuck him, he was up for it and is currently douching his arse as I wait rock hard in anticipation! ;0P

This week I was taking loads in an anon style hotel. I already had 3 loads in when a young twink guy hit me up horny. He really wanted to just jack off....but I know we've all heard that before. He was close and 5 minutes later he walked in the door. He was so cute and innocent....lol. I sucked him hard, and he kept asking about the guys who had fucked me earlier and how many loads I had in me. He was ready to fuck! He had a nice long skinny pecker...and asked me to push some cum out on his cock. After he blew his load in the mix....he was about to duck out when he noticed his shoe was full of Jizz!!! He commented that I has a massive cumdumpster and went to his car carrying his shoes! I think the volume of spunk freaked him out. Such a waste of seed, but thanks for the compliment!

At this point, I have no idea who is doing what in my ass. I am peacefully numb. My endorphins have kicked in from the pain and I am feeling good. The pain is definitely there. In fact, I feel something liquid dripping down my ass I know is a result of their brutalizing my hole. I’m conscious, just taking it all in, a slight haze from whatever liquid and whatever else was inserted into my ass. Something small and sharp went in, but it seems to have dissolved. It still burns but now I definitely WANT them sliding in my ass. Someone’s hand is inside and I can also feel someone is sliding their dick in at the same time. “This is the first time I’ve jacked you off inside another guy’s ass,” I hear a voice say. “Damn, he’s tight!” “Let’s see, let me pull my hand out.” My heart leaps as my hole is stretched, then I feel empty, except I know there’s a good sized dick in my ass. “Whew! Nice and sloppy loose. That lard is foaming nicely with the loads you guys dumped in his ass. I’m almost there.... (pumping goes on, I can feel his balls are pretty hairy as they grind against my spread open ass.) yeah, the it goes, second load I’ve busted in him.” I feel my ass wetter, I can hear drops fall from my body, bent over the bar, fall to the floor. The bartender says, “let me throw some salt on the floor so we don’t slip on the puddle. I’m not cleaning that mess up till I open tomorrow.” I hear the sounds of the powder hit the floor behind me then a searing pain in my rectum. “Owwwwwww!!!” At this point, I realize I’ve been restrained over the bar. I can feel the zip ties on my wrists pulled behind the bar. The guys all laugh. “We learned 2 things, guys, salt really does burn a wound, and zip ties are stronger than I realized. Even with the cocktail I inserted into his ass, he’s still relatively conscious. You ok, boy?” someone says as my ass is gently wiped of the salt. “Yeah,” I mumble, “just feeling loose and empty.” “We’ll fix that.” I see a dark skinned hand reach into the lard can as it begins to push back into my asshole past his wrist bones. I moan in pleasure, “more.” “You got it, I feel fingers start to slide in, one, two, three, “no wait, let’s share!” The fingers pull out as another hand starts pushing in. More laughter. My hole feels so tight and I scream and moan as the hands take turns sliding in and out and then pushing in at the same time. “Hold on a sec, pull out, I found it.” I have no idea what that meant but one of the two hands slides out. “The deep voice says,”I found the hook. Do me a favor, I don’t want to pull out. Rub some lube on my wrist and forearm.” A tanned brown hand reaches into the grease. I sigh in relief. I don’t know what’s next but I have a feeling that I will be grateful they used extra lube. “Give him some poppers! We prolly should have given him some a long time ago.” Heavy laughter from all 3. “Breathe deep.” I inhale. That, in addition to the warm burning hungry feeling in my ass and I’m in a world of bliss. I feel the hand slide in, an awkward feeling deep inside, but not painful, just reaching into a section I hadn’t felt before. Then I feel the hairy wrist go deeper, my hole expands, deeper, hole stretching... “Damn, man, your forearms are fat as fuck! The thickness of our wrists combined! “I’m right there,” he says. “Fuckkkkkkkk!” it’s the bartender. “You got this! Just a little more, a little more! Damn, first timer and you’ve gone elbow deep! Shots!” They do a round, I hear the glasses clink, and the assault continues. In and out, I’m being fucked by a giant arm. And I’m loving it.

Evaluate whether it's tenable - if you're a public face, school teacher, executive, LEO - you may be intrinsically limited. Low-key understated jobs, especially where you can be a single-contributor and have independence are key. Examine evidence: never have pictures with your face and dick in them, never have video with your face or your voice. It really helps to have long-term stability in your job. The time you gain back by having years of experience can allow you to engage in extracurricular activities without looking absentee. Have strict ground rules and stick to them. Never shit where you eat. Understand that in small towns, everyone in your cadre will know your business - but you will know theirs, and none of you want that out in the open. Always avoid arrest - and this is controversial, but I'm going to be honest: it helps to be white, male, middle-aged, well-dressed, educated, and moneyed - privilege is real. Remember your manners - you are not in a position to create enemies, and bad manners mean you don't get invited back. Make time and space for yourself - consider getting a motel room once a month or season or whatever. Be serious about your schedule. Understand when your sex addiction (I love mine) has interfered with the rest of your life to a point that cannot be maintained...

This just happened and I had to run home to post it. I was in Staples this afternoon picking up a few things for work and two older guys came in and came down the aisle toward me. One was white, maybe 58-60 years old and the other was latino and probably about 50 years old. Both of them looked like they worked construction, but what caught my eye right away was the latino guys' bulge in his pants. There was no mistaking the outline of his dick and there was no hiding that he was hung. As they came by to pass me I gave the latino a good once over and he looked back at me with a curious blank stare, so I wasn't sure what to make of it. Him and his buddy went and turned down an aisle to look at some contracts and forms and I circled around two aisles down and went toward the end to see them. The latino was facing my direction and the white guy had his back to me. I stopped long enough to look toward the latino to let him know I was interested and then turned toward the next aisle killing time to see if he would wander over. About a couple of minutes later they started to walk toward the center of the store so I hurried up to the end of the aisle toward their direction and I saw the latino look back and see me. He then said to his friend he was going to head to the bathroom and his friend said ok. I saw him walk off and head toward the corner of the store to the bathroom and I circled back down the aisle to the other end and went up the side aisle toward the bathroom as well. When I walked in I could hear him taking a piss and he quickly turned his around to see who walked in and he saw it was me. I heard him cut his piss short and at the same time he said to me in a heavy hispanic accent, "I saw you looking at me, did you come here to taste my dick?" and right away I responded "fuck yeah if you want to give it to me".. and he responded "well then lets do it..". He stepped back from the urinal and with his thumb and forefinger he started stroking his dick back and forth and his foreskin was retracting and covering his bulbous head. I was in awe as I saw his already big cock grow right in front of my eyes. He told me to lock the door and to get on my knees so I could taste it and I did. His dick was thick, long and hairy and his nuts were huge and hairy as well. His dick and balls had a very strong but pleasant odor from obvious sweating while he was working earlier in the day. I took his dick in my mouth and swirled my tongue around his head and between his head and foreskin and felt his head grow even more once my lips had surrounded it. At first he let me suck on it real easy and gently and I could hear him moaning lightly. After about a minute of appreciating his head and foreskin, I started to take his dick deeper into my mouth and started giving his shaft plenty of suction and tongue action and he started moaning a little louder and talking dirty to me.. "...aye puta, you suck my dick so good.." he said and he put one of his hands behind my head so he could set the pace. He kept moaning and talking while I was sucking him and I was really enjoying every inch of his thick uncut shaft. About a minute later he walked forward on me and kind of pushed me back against the wall of the toilet stall so he could trap my head between the wall and his dick, and he leaned forward and grabbed my head with both hands and started to aggressively fuck my face against the wall. He started to moan out "..suck my dick puta, suck it deep..." while getting more aggressive fucking my throat. The pace picked up even more and then I heard him say "quieres leche puta, yo quieres mi leche cabron?" and just as he said that he shoved his dick deep down my throat and started to shoot gobs of cum from his dick. He was moaning like crazy and I could feel his cock throbbing on my tongue and hot cum splashing on the back of my throat squirt after squirt after squirt. Finally he had emptied his gun and he stepped back and pulled his dick out of my mouth. He reached under with his hand and stroked the last few drops to the tip of his dick and said "lamero puta, lamero mi leche" and I stuck my tongue out and he wiped his cum on my tongue. He quickly pulled his pants up and I stood up and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card and gave it to me. He said "here take my card. You call me whenever you need some woodwork or your plumbing fixed, ok?" and I said OK and then he left. I waited a few seconds and then left the bathroom as well. I saw him walking over to his buddy and his buddy said to him "what took so long, did you have to take a dump or something?" and he responded "Yeah it was a big dump, but I feel better now." I plan to call him Tuesday to see if he can fix my plumbing.

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Chapter 4. I had run all the way to the hotel from the sauna. Even though I had spent time showering, I wasn’t exactly feeling fresh, and I knew I was still leaking seed from my freshly-bred hole. I couldn’t remembered the last time I had cum so much, or taken so much cum, in one afternoon. Seeing my two closest coworkers chumming with the burly top made my cock stir. He nodded at me and openly groped his crotch. His tight slacks couldn’t hide his juicy uncut cock snaking down his left thigh. He kept brushing his hand across his cock while staring at me. My boss, Sam noticed and cleared his throat, then introduced me, joking, ‘It seems like you two may have already met…’ My jaw dropped, embarrassed at what he was implying, and knowing he was right. My cock sprung fully back to life, straining against my trousers. My other colleague, Bryan, realized that there was tension in the air and suggested we head to dinner. I asked if they minded waiting a few more minutes for me to change and freshen up. I wanted to rinse off, and to call my boyfriend to tell him how my time at the sauna had gone. The burly top nodded his assent and then followed me to the elevator. He looked over his shoulder at Bryan and Sam and said we would be right back. My coworkers seemed shocked, as if they knew he was going to follow me upstairs and breed me, again. As soon as the elevator doors closed, his paws were down the back of my pants fingering my dripping hole. He had a wet spot of precum on his trouser leg by the time we were close to my room. I fumbled with the keycard and opened the door. He stood there with his hands on his hips smiling at me. I shucked off my clothes and was half-mortified, half-thrilled to realize there was a giant wet crack in my pants. Sam and Bryan must have noticed as I walked away from them. They must have known I spent the afternoon taking loads… The burly top, whose name I still didn’t know, bent me over the bed and ate out my sloppy hole. His bristly blond mustache felt so good on my used puffy ass. I reached for my phone with one hand and video-called my boyfriend. In the screen, I could see my boy on his chest, with a blurry torso moving back and forth. He was taking cock, almost certainly raw, while I was leaking fresh seed into this hunk’s mouth. He grunted and smiled, ‘I see you’re having a good time. You taking loads?’ I nodded. The hunk laid on top of me as he fished out his hefty uncut cock from the fly of his pants, and slid it effortlessly into me. I moaned and nodded an affirmative. The hunk took the phone from me, leaving it on, and put it on the bedside table. In a thick continental accent, he growled, ‘It’s dangerous to fuck raw. You might catch something…’ My boy sounded delighted as whoever was fucking him started cursing in Spanish. I knew what ‘cholo’ and ‘puta’ meant… My hunk fired off his second load into me and pulled off. He signaled to the bathroom for me to shower and then started making smallt alk with my boyfriend as he took that dick. I rinsed off as quickly as I could and tried to force out as much of his toxic cum as possible. I realized that I still had on my yellow bracelet, and decided to leave it on. I hurriedly got dressed and saw the hunk sitting on my bed looking at my phone. ‘I watched your boyfriend get bred… He’s taking a new cock now, probably toxic… Nice that you both take loads…’ He grinned at me as I finished getting dressed. We got back to the lobby together and I saw Sam and Bryan chatting at the dimly-lit lobby bar. I saw Sam gently stroking Bryan’s hand, like they were flirting. I realized that the only thing that made me even notice the discreet gesture was that Sam was wearing a yellow bracelet that matched mine. The blond hunk saw it too and chuckled. ‘Your office must be full of sluts,’ he whispered. Silently, he walked up behind Sam and aligned his crotch against Sam’s ass. Sam melted into him and Bryan winked at me. I knew it was going to be an interesting night… To be continued…

Adam was high from 2 slams and countless poppers stuffed under his nose. He was also high from the countless ways he had been used and degraded since Master Bob had unleashed a seemingly endless row of hung tops onto him. Time was disjointed but he knew he had been used, blindfolded and at times bound for several hours. His ass had gone past sore - he felt it was burning back there. How many loads he wondered. Each man was required to make a mark next to their type of load. But that tally would remain a mystery for the time being. It was apparently some form of a break as he found himself tied seated to a hard very solid wooden armchair for a while now. Right after he had been restrained he was pissed on by several streams from different direction. He could only guess that he had been a urinal for at least 12 piss loads so far - give or take. And take he had. He swallowed piss until he thought he would puke - some mild most rank and full of 'flavor' With no sight he couldn't begin to guess how many different cocks had fucked him but he knew many were thick and long. If he had to guess 10 men had fucked him - off and on - and most had eventually cum inside of his ass. A few made him beg for it but so far only Patch had informed Adam that he was toxic. For no reason he could understand - as he sat there cold and wet from the piss - he started to get a rock hard cock thinking of that toxic load. He could have taken 10 toxic loads for all he knew - but Patch had been the first and after he had whispered into Adam's ear more than a few times about how many stds he had in cnthe past and guessing at what stds were in the room. Patch said he was gonna breed Adam again but only after Master Bob had taken off his blindfold - so that Adam could see every moment of the fuck. What Adam new for sure was that Patch's cock was as thick as a beer can but only 5 to 6 inches long. He made Adam suck it for a long time after he bred his ass and while his nameless friend had fucked him hard. The first nameless guy who was with Patch may have been black = he just had a manner of speaking. Plus he had a true black cock - long and thick and he liked to pull right out and slam back in deep - like many black tops in vids Adam had seen. The rest of the cocks were varied - many thick - many long. Most had made Adam clean their cocks after - Adam realized soon that the uncut cocks held the most cum and ass- Adam was far from clean and the tops all made it clear - he would be responsible for removing any filth from their fuck sticks. One of the tops had tried to fist Adam and may have gotten his hand in but Adam screams at the sudden invasion - lubed only with the random cum loads inside him - had stopped the fist from doing more than a few punches before it was replaced with a fat cock and his mouth was silenced with another cock that tasted of smeg and piss and cum and ass. A few times he had the indignity of being rolled onto his back on the floor and a very large - grossly fat ass sat full force onto his face - indignity of having to smell and taste each and with one he found himself close to passing out due to lack of oxygen. He came to only when someone slapped him hard 4 or 5 times across the face - followed by a steam of piss into his mouth and down his body to his rock hard cock. The laughter and jokes about how he was also a choke pig resonated with Adam. He had tried breath play alone - auto-erotic asphyxiation as it was termed online... but now he knew - having no control over anything - not even his own breath was a world Adam craved to live in forever. His cock was mostly ignored save for a few times someone used a form of clamp over the foreskin when he was semi-hard - making full erection painful until it was removed. His nads had much more attention. He had them slapped, punched and even kicked a few times. But, the most notable Ball play and currently his favorite was when one man was fucking Adam bent over the wooden box and then reached around and grabbed Adams ball-sack tightly with one hand and twisted. Simultaneously he grabbed the back of Adams hair and bent him back so that he had full control over Adams body as he came to climax. Adam was sure his nuts were going to be ripped off his body the moment the man came because the twisted tug on his balls became a vice grip. When he was done he squeezed adam so hard he again almost passed out - the pain was more exciting knowing the tops were laughing and plotting additional 'tests' of his limits. His nipples were still clamped with something like massive roach clips and both were raw if not bleeding - he was sure of it. He had been spanked and beaten with various leather objects - and shortly before this 'break' he had found himself on - he had been restrained by his hands above his head - feet just at tip-toe touching the cement floor. and he had been used as punching bag. Not hard enough to cause major internal bleeding (he hoped) but enough to let him know his tight fit body was still just a piece of meat for the men in this room. it was during this last play that he had been kicked in the nuts and lost footing - spinning around as fists punched at his writhing body. He had never experienced such pain - or pleasure in his life and through it all he kept thinking randomly about Jason. Patch had suggested that Jason was hiv poz. the idea continued to excite Adam and he was feeling stronger feelings for Jason all the time. He knew that he was paying off a debt that was not just his but Jason's as well. Adam realized 3 things as he sat tied to the chair; One. He would do anything he was asked to do because he really cared for Jason - maybe even loved him. Two. He was a bug chaser He thought at first it was cum but now realized it was danger that had him most turned-on. POZ yes - a cock that was dripping with green/yellow puss - that he had only seen in pictures and a few vids online - that was his new bread and butter - or just butter! Three. Adam would be able to check off a lot of alphabet items soon. Cum Dump and CBT followed by Dildo for D - what would E be? Footsteps approached Adam's chair. "So Pig, I hear you enjoyed yourself with the men" - Master Bob was back Adam's head spun to where he believed Master Bob to be standing. "Sir Yes thank you Sir" Hands on his head - untying the blindfold. "Don't open your eyes Pig - after 5 hours you may need a few moments to adjust to the light. Hands began to untie Adam's arms from the chair - then his legs. "OK Pig - stand up" Adam stood - his legs gave out and he fell back into strong arms holding him upright. The arms gently bent him at the waist and he felt a hand touching his back... counting the tally? "Open your eyes" From his bent forward positon, Adam's eyes fluttered open - slowly he raised his head - and saw Master Bob standing in front of him. "So Pig, was it all you hoped?" Master Bob asked "Sir, Yes Sir" Adam replied. 'Thank you for letting me be a whore'. He began to straighten up and noticed the hands that held him - one on each forearm - were those of a black man. He could feel the warmth of a long cock against his butt cheeks and leaned back again allowing himself to be supported by this black man who's face he had not yet seen. Another figure moved into his view from the left and joined Master Bob - saying "He took it all and even begged for my load" - Patch's voice. Adam took in the entirety of the man - maybe 60 - wrinkled barely 5" but with a cock that looked like a pony was missing his manhood. From the lesions on his arms and legs Adam new - he was more than Toxic. He had Aids. As he stared he fixated mostly on that massive cock - and in doing so felt his own cock stirring. the cock in his buttocks also was hardening - pushing against his buttcrack - he pain still deep but mostly forgotten at this moment. Master Bob spoke "The tally is in - care to guess how many loads you took PIG?" "sir - Maybe 10 loads sir?" the 3 man laughed at that. "Try 17 loads. 15 Poz undetectable and 2 not on meds with a high viral count." Adam moaned and pressed back into the now rock hard black cock burning into his ass and back. "I made enough money off of your ass to pay off the drug debt and then some. When the pictures and videos are posted I have a feeling I am going to make some more cash." Adam had been unaware the events had been filmed but somehow this made him even hornier - his cock was rising to full power. He noticed that Patch was eying it closely. "Before I fuck you Pig - and I am going to fuck you - Finally. would you like to take one more load?" "Sir - oh yes Sir I would but Sir may I ask..." Adam faltered "what is it PIg? What do you want - What do you think you Deserve?" "Sir I deserve another Aids load Sir. Can Patch fuck me again sir?" Master Bob looked at Patch. then back at Adam. "Patch is sick like I said. This party may be his last chance before he starts to fail. He has asked to fuck a tight young negative ass - which he has done. He now wants to ride a big fat pole one last time. He wants you to fuck him. But Alex is also toxic (the black man Adam still had only been able to peek at in his peripheral vision). Adam did turn to see the black man - age unknown - but maybe 30 - tall and muscular - no signs of the aids ravages that showed on Patch. he reached back and felt a cock that had to be over 10 inches. In short order Alex was laying flat on his back on the floor - his over 10 inches (11 in fact) straight up and waiting. Adam did not make him wait long - he straddled Alex and sat down. The ass that had been torn to shreds was craving that black cock and the poison cum load he possessed. After he bounced up and down on that massive cock for a while Patch approached and motioned for Adam to lay back - he then faced Adam and squatted over Adams hard cock and sat down. The 3 of them moved back and forth locked together - Adam came first - and quite fast - but stuck between the 2 aids carriers he found himself fucking towards a second orgasm just before he did Alex let out a howl and let loose his toxic spunk into Adams destroyed ass chute. Patch stood up Adam's first and second load starting to run out of his ass - he turned and squatted over Adams face... adam looked at the hole - saw the lesions, saw the open sores on the ass he had just fucked... saw his cum dripping out - yellow and stained from ass juice... and he dove his face into that aging aides hole and sucked like it was a hash pipe. Patch moaned and turned to push his fat log of a cock into Adam's mouth and let loose a load that tasted both thickly salty and also bitter and heavenly. Adam then turned and sucked clean Alex's massive cock - again tasting more cum - more ass and more than a little blood - his ass really was torn to shreds. Adam moved over to a ragged couch against the far wall - hanging above it was a blackboard with one word - the word that Adam had not had to cry out - the safety word... but Adam did not want a safety word. He wanted this - This life.. danger - toxic loads - anything he could get - he needed this life. Thinking he could only be happier if he had Jason there at that moment, Adam began to doze off. When he awoke - no idea how long he had slept - Patch and Alex were gone. Master Bob was sitting in the wooden chair that previously Adam had been tied to and pissed on. Master Bob was dressed in a leather outfit that proclaimed his role load and clear... MASTER! "OK Pig - play time is over. Now you learn the true meaning of being a PIG slave" then he yelled out 'JASON!" and Jason walked into the basement. Adam leapt from the couch and moved to embrace Jason. As they approached each other Jason's knee came out and slammed into Adam's balls. Adam let out a high wail squeak and fell to the hard cement - unable to breath. Jason spoke in a tone that dripped with contempt and anger. "Remember your fucking place PIG. You are Master Bob's slave. You will address him and only him and ONLY when he has addressed you first.... Do you understand?" "Sir" Adam squeaked out the word and tried again - "Sir, Yes sir I am sorry Sir" "OK PIG" Master Bob said. "I am going to fuck you as soon as you have been marked as my slave. Sit in the chair. Adam dragged his body up of the ground - he was wracked with pain from his ass and nuts and the whipping earlier - but with as much strength as he could muster he moved to the chair and sat down. Jason immediately began to tie him to the chair arms and hands. Adam was confused because he knew he could not be fucked in this position. Then he saw Master bob move a wheeled metal table over towards where Adam sat and Jason worked to tie the ropes to each limb. On the table were a large assortment of shiny knives, saws needle like objects, 2 devices that each had an electrical cord running across the room to a plug. "What do you think Jason?" Master Bob asked. "Do we pierce that fat cock of his first or do we tatt him with the toxic label first?" Jason chuckled low and evil and moved to the table - picking up an assortment of wires. "Well Master Bob Sir, I thank you for asking me my humble opinion - and in my less than worthless opinion I think electro-shock should be used first - then the prince albert and finally we can tattoo him" Master Bob laughed and said "Now I know why I never seem to bore of you Jason... Ok lets begin". They both began to attach the electrodes to Adam's body - concentrating on his nuts balls and tits. The device was turned on - an electrical whine was low but audible. Jason leaned in to look at Adam eyes to eyes... "OK Pig - this is gonna hurt - you may piss yourself but we are gonna get through this". Master Bob moved over to the couch and in one wipe of his hand the word Jupiter vanished from the chalk board. "That's better" Master Bob said. "Can't have him give up at this stage" Adam's safe word was gone... and as he realized the entirety of what this meant - he felt something like millions of ants across parts of his body - and realized also that knowing he had no 'OUT' that his cock was throbbing fully erect and dripping pre-cum. He was ready... more to cum?

Adam had never worked harder in his life then the first few days as a roofer - well in truth he was a glorified gopher but it was a good paycheck and he was starting to find himself drawn to his new friend and raunch companion Jason. The first few evenings after the first were spent trying to push each other to find limits through taboo talk - always followed by some form of flip fucking - rough and bareback of course. Adam opened up about his 'being ok with tasting shit - he had eaten worse food during his time fending for himself and although had never resorted to escorting, he hinted at a desire to be pimped out. In return Jason admitted he had been a no limits s/m bottom when he was Adams age and had the stds to show for it. Adam asked if Jason was Gay to which Jason replied I guess most would say I am. I have gotten almost as crazy raunchy with women in the past but nothing fully compares to the sick fuck sessions 2 men can come up with. That led to an even more open taboo discussion broken up by two fast fucks Jason road Adam and showed him how to milk a cock of its cum using his ass muscles. PNP became a constant after work - something Adam started to look forward to almost as much as the sex and raunch planning he was discussing with Jason. Sometimes they would Smoke clouds as soon as they got into Jason's truck followed by a few shots of tequila with beer chasers and 2 or 3 lines of fine snow - more clouds and beer. Jason had told Adam he may want to 'Slam' someday and if he said the word Jason could 'hook him up' anytime. Adam had jerked off a lot to needle play and slam videos - getting off on the close up of the face on some guys after the drug too effect. It never occurred to Adam that Jason was fronting a lot of product over that first few days - Adam was quick to pay for the pizza when it came and to pick up Beer when he had a chance during his daily 'gopher' duties - but it was on the 4th evening staying with Jason that Adam began to understand how he could better contribute to their partying. (he hadn't been back to the room he was renting since that first fuck night). Not long after they had gotten back from the job site Adam was on the toilet taking a dump when he heard Jason talking to someone on the intercom - someone was at the front door. Jason stuck his head in the bathroom - "Fuck dude you eat egg salad or what - that's some nasty farm stank in here" - he turned on the ceiling fan and then added "Dealer just got here, so be cool". Adam reacted to a not so hidden instinct - Hey Jay - I want to slam... you said you would hook me up... so, you know... what should I do or...? Jason had just left but poked his head back in as there was a knock on the door. "OK Fucken A! Done deal' Adams cock went from piss soft to half hard as he squeezed out the last few turds before leaning back and started to fondle his thickening cock - eyes closed - mind searching for some past images of dudes being slammed - the thought of the pain of a needle made Adams cock twerk and grow even harder. when a voice jarred him back to reality causing him to sit forward as his eyes flew open. "I hear you want to slam I think we can work this out" the voice was coming from a total stranger standing at the door - 6'6 skeletor thin dude with more tats than Jason had - which was saying something. Adam took this all in, but before he could raise his voice to a question (like who the fuck are you?) the man spoke again "Jason said I may be interested in some trade and if your as much a pig as he says you are - I think we can make this good for all of us... So you want to slam right now?" Adam's mouth opened twice and closed twice in quick succession - He stopped himself from asking what he thought would be stupid questions. and said "Hey fuck ya that would be fuckin great - Names Adam" - he reached forward to fist pump or shake this guys hand "Hey Adam, Call me Sir" - he took Adams hand and instead of shaking it turned it to look at the forearm. (What was he looking for Tattoos?) Adam let out a snort - getting the sudden realization that he was sitting ass still dirty from a shit - cock 3/4 hard - talking to a total stranger who had just said he was to be addressed as SIR. "What's so funny PIG" the stranger snarled as he slapped the forearm a few times (ah he is checking my veins). "Sorry dude, nothing's funny I just realized your looking for..." he was cut off by a flash backhand stroke so sudden Adam couldn't be sure what had happened. "You will call me SIR or MASTER Bob but I am not your buddy and certainly not a DUDE you fuckin worthless piece of SHIT. Another quick tight slap rocked Adams other cheek and sent a ringing into that ear. "Do you Understand Faggot?" Adam spoke quickly but with a voice that quivered half in shock and half in excitement "YES Sir, I am sorry Sir... Master Bob... SIR" Master Bob moved swiftly without looking directly at Adams face at anytime - he was concentrating on unrolling his kit and preparing a rig to slam Adam. Adam knew what his Master was doing and only had the occational thought of 'Where is Jason?' But mostly Adam was watching Sir's Eyes. they were steel grey dark eyes - the sort of eyes of a man who had seen a lot and done more than many others - and more bad than most. Sir paused in his preparations to remove a black cloth from his back pocket and leaned over Adam with it - it was a blindfold - Adam relaxed and let Sir tie it on him. His cock began to get harder again. He could see nothing but was aware of the noises Sir was making - clearly he was preparing the needle and product the sounds vague and unknown to Adam - twice there was a pause and a hand - Sirs clearly grabbed Adams now erect cock and gave it a few tugs. Sir only spoke once during this time - a casual aside comment to himself but Adam heard him say "Ya I know just the fucker who will pay to sit on this and rock out. sick fucker but I hear your up to D - too bad could have tried to check of conversion followed by a low almost evil chuckle" Adam kept his mouth shut - having been beaten by his mother for daring to speak at anytime during her (constant) drinking times - Adam was good at listening and 'learning'. He wants me to fuck someone - someone sick - but conversion - so sick maybe Aides? Along with slam vids Adam had seen every type of video related to poz chasers and conversion - he hadn't thought about it just jerked off as he had to all other raunchy vids but now he wondered.. what is it like to fuck someone who is sick - maybe dying. Further reflection was halted by the sharp prick in his forearm - he was barely aware that something had been tied around his upper arm. The RUSH - HEAT - SIRs VOICE "raise your arms - both of them RAISE them up" Adam raised his arms above his blindfolded head - breathing fast - HOT - (cough) RUSH - "Ohhhh... moan" (cough cough COUGH). Adam felt Sir helping him to stand - a towel? - wrapped around his waist "Sir?.... Sir? I.. oh..." Adam was unable to articulate.... what? Was he trying to ask something - nothing mattered this rush was turning into a wave - he was floating and then flying but walking - they had left the bathroom - Sir was talking - to Adam? No - away from him listen damn it... oh fuck this floating flight is... wait... "...again but if he is this big of a whore you can forget the debt" Sir was saying this Jason's voice floated up to where Adam was tethered like a helium balloon. "Sunday then? OK give me a call I will pick him up" then Adam felt a face close to his ear - it was Jason - he whispered "OK buddy - trust me OK - this is what we have been talking about you want out just say so but trust me OK?" Adam trusted Jason but more than that he knew inside deep dark down inside himself - this was one of those times you have to just go limp and the universe will provide more than you can imagine. Wild thoughts and images ran through Adams scattered brain - of men beating him with riding crops and burning him with cigarettes - pissing on him IN him - making him beg for cum all cum TOXIC... He turned his face to say something to Jason about trusting him - words felt thick in his mouth but thicker in his mind... "What's that PIG? You trust me?" Sir was there NOT Jason. then Adam realized he was in a moving vehicle NOT in Jason's apartment. Time lost meaning - then the car (truck?) stopped and Adam was helped out of the seat through the passenger door - loosing the (towel?) but not caring that he was now naked ass cheeks stuck together from not having wiped after a shit what was that an hour ago? more? less? Sir was speaking - and Adam felt himself being propelled forward then down some stairs then through a door then another door the sounds were distinctly like a basement or cellar. "Like I said, Jason has quite the debt with me and from what I understand you like to party as much as you seem to want to fuck your way through the alphabet of sex acts boy" It was not a question but Adam needed to clear his throat "Yes Sir". Adam felt his hand being restrained to something outstretched and then legs forced wide too - in a standing X position. Soon both arms both legs were tied up. "So PIG, D is for Domination. and as you have been told I am your Master and as such I may remove your blindfold - I may not. You may cry or scream but we are in my basement and it is soundproof so no one will hear it. You have one safety word and only one. You say Jupiter and this stops - you leave and never come back - but know this JASON will pay twice for the debt - THAT is our agreement. Do you Understand?" "YES SIR" Adam heard his voice crack a bit - fuck this is exactly what I never imagined but always wanted! "I am not here to play your fucking faggot alphabet game. I am going to use you to make some cash - you will do anything and everything that you are asked to do. You may have some marks and bruises but you will survive and if you are the whore Jason has said, then you will come out of this knowing your place in the world." Adams cock began to grow thick and hard again - he wondered if he could cum hands free his cock was bouncing so much... when the air was pulled from his body. it took a moment to realize that Sir had hit him in the nads... HARD. "CBT Bitch" Sir said "Tell me boy - do you like to have your nuts punched?' "Sir" Adam could taste bile and was still working to catch his breath "Sir... I like to have them punched if it pleases you Sir!" As he said it he knew he meant it. He had nutted himself a few times while jerking off and ya he had liked the feeling then he felt fire on his left nipple as sir did something to it. Then the right nipple - something (metal?) clamped onto them. a hand pushed Adam forward from the standing cross X he was leaning against and he realized fully tied to - he wouldn't fall if he collapsed - his arms would keep him up but his legs could sag. As he was moved forward he felt something thick against his shit hole. "Its lubed up so push out hard slut!" Sir commanded so Adam pushed like he had to shit The pain was intense as a huge object plopped into his ass - it had to be a but plug the size of a baby's head Adam thought Oh god it is tearing my ass up oh god oh god it hurts. it was only then he realized he was saying it out loud. No reply - was he alone? the pain slowly receded into a throb - whatever was inside his ass was not coming out easily - Sir would have to remove it if and when he wanted to do so. time passed then adam felt movement at his side and realized Sir was tying something around his upper arm again. another slam! Adam anticipated the effect - the rush the heat the coughs and the flight. As he slowly found some reality to ground himself with he could hear Sir talking and others responding - they were not alone. "Nope not gonna fuck him until just before I turn him loose" Sir's voice. "Is he a virgin?' one voice asked "not with that plug in him" another voice replied "he has been taking Jason's loads for a while now' Sir said and to that a few different laughs rose up at the same time. Adam could feel a breath as a face leaned in and whispered "so that true? you take Jason's cock and cum in your faggot pussy?" "yes sir I do sir" chuckle "do you like it faggot?" "yes sir I do sir - I love Jason breeding me sir" chuckle "you know I used to own him right up until we converted him 2 years ago - made a good friend but lost a true pig - never found a limit -at least nothing he would admit to. Why once he actually triedl...... " he was cut off by other voices. "What you telling him Ivan?" "Tell him that those sores on your cock are pleasure enhancers?" great laughter from 4 maybe 5 voices "Asking him if he wants a poz load first or last?" more laughter "I want all loads sirs" Adam spoke out clearly as strong yet as respectful as he could muster in his restrained position. "oooooohhh" several together a few more laughs and a hoot of excitement "Well you better be clear with us faggot - what kind of cum dump are you - you a poz bug carrier?" "No sirs, I am negative sirs. I have only had one man fuck me (not entirely true but I am not supposed to post what happened many years earlier to Adam) Only Jason has bred me Sirs." this was met with laughter. "You know Jason is poz?" this voice was close to him and sounded taunting. "I don't care Sirs. I am a cum dump sirs and that means poz cum all cum please sirs". No laugher this time - this time he heard a guttural chuckle almost a moan of pleasure. Adam realized he was saying all the right things and a starters pistol had just been fired for these men. "OK slut we are going to have to make sure we provide Jason with a full tally so he knows how you paid off the debt." he felt himself being removed from the cross and moved forward onto a padded table that had his arms and legs over it - like a pummel horse or something he thought. he then felt something rubbing on his back - and smelt the alcohol tang of a felt pen - he was being drawn on! "Loads Ass... Loads Mouth... Neg Loads... UNknown.... POZ.... Toxic.... Poz/toxic PLUS... that should do it." Sir's voice "OK Beer and Games on in the den upstairs. Use away but remember you must mark him to get the tally up and maybe convert this fucker" sir leaned in to Adam. "Jupiter remember?" Adam found his voice strong and sure "I remember Sir - I wont say it - no matter what" Sir chuckled and Adam felt his nuts being squeezed - not friendly or lovingly but with force and again he felt it hard to breath "See you later then slut... good luck... you need it". Footsteps leaving several voices walking way... then shuffling of feet near Adam and another set nearby (pacing?). More shuffling behind him and then the overwhelming wave of pain as the massive butt plug was ripped from his ass. Adam let out a wail of pain as he felt his ass suddenly empty as if it had collapsed. He felt fluid running from his ruined hole - ass juice - left over shit and then felt warm - someone was behind him and pissing on his hole. the other feet stopped pacing and moved to Adams front side he felt a hand grab him by the hair and lift his face onto a cock Adam greedily started to suck - the cock was thick not too long but tasted like a stinky work boot smelled - and then his throat felt the blast of piss - he had no time to think he was suddently drinking and choking on the pissing rod when he felt fingers probe his wet hole. he then felt someone make a mark on his back with the big felt pen. "First load slut... just so that you know - your starting with one of the smaller cocks" the two in the room laughed at that "sorry slut we are laughing because I also have the highest viral load count and your ass has been shredded so..." more chuckling "you gonna tell me to breed you like the poz cum dump whore you want to be or are you gonna cry and call out the password we see written on the chalkboard here?" Adam processed this as well as his clouded mind could manage. he wanted this with no way of fully comprehending how or why but THIS was suddenly the most important thing he had ever wanted to do in his life. THIS mattered because THIS was what he was and yes he would... "YES Sir I will take your toxic load into my worthless neg cum dump hole and YES sir I will not only beg you for it I will thank you for it... Please Sir Breed me and make me your bitch." "OK boy - lets see if I convert you - and when you see Jason - remind him that PATCH was in town and missed on breeding his ass this time but you are making up for it." Adam felt a cock slide into his hole "This is gonna be fun" the other voice said... "I get sloppy 2nds" Adam began to use his ass muscles to squeeze and contract during deep strokes to help milk the toxic cock in his ass... he felt his own cock rubbing hard against the wooden front of whatever he was laying over - it hurt but nothing mattered - he was living a fucking dream... and it was only just beginning. More to cum?

PART III I stared at Coach Pitt’s cock. It twitched every few seconds, a steady stream of precum sliding into the ridges of his furry abs. He saw me staring and grinned. “You like my dick, boy?” I nodded eagerly, and my own cock twitched. He grabbed my fat piece of meat and whistled. “Goddamn, Lance—you’ve got a pretty hot cock yourself.” He kissed me again, then looked me square in the eyes. “Now, listen: I promised Coach Strickland that he could watch me destroy your virginity. But before that happens, I’d really like to see you worship my cock. You wanna worship Coach’s cock?” “Fuck yeah, Coach.” “Then get on your knees, boy.” I knelt down in front of him, inhaling the scent of his fur and his precum and his sweaty crotch. I’d only sucked a few cocks before, and hadn’t really gotten the hang of it. But I’d never touched a cock like this. As I stared at the veiny shaft glistening with precum, my hunger for Coach’s dick activated instincts I didn't know were there. I wrapped my mouth eagerly around his mushroom head and began sucking on it like his seed was the only thing keeping me alive—first swallowing a few inches, then slowly engulfing more and more of it in my mouth. I wanted to please and worship this man more than anything else in the world. “Good boy,” he growled. “That’s a very, very good boy. You know, Lance, I suspected you were probably a hungry little fag, but I had no idea what a natural pig I had on my hands. I can already tell that you’re gonna make me so proud.” I murmured with pleasure as I kept creeping my lips down the length of his cock. He moaned, and I tasted his DNA as it dripped steadily down the back of my throat. “Turn around,” he said. “I wanna munch on that sweet little jockbutt.” I spun around for him. He gently pushed down on the small of my back so that my spine arched, then he positioned my legs to expose my hole even more. “Spread it, pig,” he said, and I reached back and spread my hungry butt. “Just like that. I like to see you just totally open and vulnerable. Submissive. Proud of your role as a chemmed-up cumhole.” With that, he dove right into my wide-open butt. I gasped as he buried his face in me, and I could hear him growl and snort as he spit and chewed and tongued my tight hole. I whimpered. Then he pulled me upright, turned my head to the side, and kissed me. “Your hole tastes fuckin’ awesome,” he said to me. “When I’m fucking you, I’ll pull out from time to time and shove my cock down your throat. That way you can taste your hot little boybutt all over my raw dick. Got it?” I nodded, and he kissed me a little more. His mouth was full of the same spit that was dripping out of my fuckhole and down my leg. Then he stood up. “OK, boy,” he said with a grin. “It’s time to head to my place and get you knocked up.” He pulled me to my feet and threw me a warm-up jersey. “Just put that on. No underwear. I want you to be naked as soon as possible once we’re inside my house.” Meanwhile, he threw on a pair of sweats and a hoodie, zipping it up to cover his hairy chest and abs. His hard cock formed a huge tent in his sweats, pulling the elastic band low enough that I could see his pubic hair. As we drove back to his place, he took out his phone and dialed Coach Strickland. “Hey, bud,” he said. “I’ve got the boy with me. We’ll be there in 10 minutes. You wanna get those hits ready? Oh, and by the way—Lance has something to tell you.” He handed the phone to me. “Tell him, Lance. Tell him what you want tonight.” “Hey,” I said. Strickland replied, “Hey, buddy. You got something to tell me?” I hesitated just for a moment, then plunged right in: “I wanna get fucked. I want your raw dick in my hole. I need it. So bad.” “Woof. That’s fuckin’ hot, boy. You gonna make me pull out?” “Fuck no, Coach. Cum in my butt. Please.” “Holy shit, dude. You’re such a fuckin’ good boy.” Here I paused again. I looked over at Coach Pitt, who gave me a little nod. Then I turned back to the phone and said, very quietly, “And one more thing. I want your poz cum.” A long pause. Then Strickland said: “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you, boy.” Another pause. Then I heard myself say, clearly and confidently, “I said I want you to bareback my hungry hole full of poz cum.” Strickland let out a little whoop. “Fuck yeah, you hot little pig! You wanna get inducted into the brotherhood? Wanna get converted?” “Yes please, Coach.” “Good fucking BOY,” he replied, and whooped again. Coach Pitt motioned for me to hand back the phone. “I told you this boy had potential,” he said to Strickland. “But I had no idea just how much. See you in a few.” When we pulled into the garage and closed the door, Strickland walked out to meet us wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I could see the outline of his giant cock through the mesh fabric. His chest and abs were covered with a thin layer of blond fur. I stared at his dick. “Hey, little buddy,” said Strickland. “Get down on your knees and suck my dick.” I obeyed. Kneeling before this studly fucker, I greedily swallowed the giant head of his dick. He grabbed my hair and began easing more and more of his cock into my mouth. “Fuck, dude,” he said. “This fag is a natural cocksucker.” “I know,” said Coach Pitt. “I can’t wait to see how he reacts to a big raw dick in his butt.” With that, Strickland pulled me off his cock and yanked me to my feet. “C’mon inside, boy,” he said. “I’ve prepared a very special surprise for you. You’re gonna fuckin’ love it.” I followed him inside, then downstairs to a dark room that smelled like sweat and piss. Sex toys were everywhere. A sling was in the corner. And on a table near the doorway, I saw three syringes laid out in a row. “Get up in the sling,” said Strickland. “Coach Pitt will secure your hands and feet.” I did as I was told. Taking off the warm-up jersey, I climbed into the sling and put my legs into the stirrups. Coach Pitt winked at me as he secured my hands and feet. Then he grabbed a piece of rubber and tied it around my arm. “Listen, boy,” he said. “This is gonna be really intense, but just trust me. Just go with it. Coach Strickland prepared a big slam for you. That means he’s put drugs into a syringe, and we’re gonna inject it right into your bloodstream. You’ll feel an incredibly intense rush, then you’ll just want dick in your hole. Raw dick. Our dicks. And everyone else’s dicks, too.” “We’re filming this, by the way,” said Strickland, pointing to a camera in the corner. “We want to document your initiation. I don’t care if that makes you uncomfortable. Frankly, in just a few minutes, you won’t care either.” I watched as Coach Pitt secured a rubber strap to his own bicep. Then Strickland handed him a syringe and swabbed my arm with an alcohol pad. “Coach Pitt is gonna do his slam at the same time as you,” Strickland said to me. “That way he can talk you through the initial rush. I’ll slam second. And then, little buddy, we’re both gonna get you fuckin’ pregnant.” He removed the orange cap from the syringe, tapping it to remove any air bubbles. He found a good vein and inserted the needle. He looked back at Coach Pitt, who was doing the same. “Just tell me when you’re ready, Pitt,” he said. I watched as Strickland pulled the plunger back from my syringe, and it turned deep red. “I’ve got a register,” said Coach Pitt. “Fuckin’ do it.” And with that, Strickland undid the rubber strap from my bicep and began pushing down on the plunger. I watched the red liquid disappear into my vein, then felt a scratching at the back of my throat. I coughed violently as a rush of blood and chemicals went to my head. My heart began beating in double time. “Hold your arm up, boy,” said Strickland, showing me how to keep a finger over the entry point. I heard Coach Pitt exhale loudly, growl, and say “Fuck yeah” under his breath. Strickland went off to do his own slam, and Coach Pitt approached me, his giant dick bobbing in front of him, rock-hard. He, too, had his arm in the air, and his eyes were full of crazy, devilish intensity. Meanwhile, I was a little panicked. The rush was more intense than anything I’d ever felt. I couldn’t even begin to process what I was feeling. “It’s OK, boy,” said Coach Pitt, gently. “Just go with it. We gave you a REALLY big hit. Does this make you feel any better?” He ran his hands across my chest, tweaking my nips, then slowly moved his fingers down to my stomach. “Or this?” He inserted two fingers in my hole, and my eyes immediately rolled back in my head. Coach Pitt laughed. “Fuck yeah, boy,” he said. “This sweet little fuckhole’s all slammed up, and it’s ready to get fuckin’ pozzed. You want my dick, boy?” “Fuck yeah,” I said, completely blown away by the intense sensation of his fingers in my hole—it was like his fingers were everywhere on my body at once. In fact, my body felt like nothing but a hole. And all I could think was that I needed Coach’s big dick inside me, I needed his sweet fuckin’ seed, I needed his virus, I needed him to mark me, own me, use me, wreck me. “Here you go, pig,” he said, resting the head of his dick against my fuckhole. “Strickland and I are gonna fuck you raw. We’re gonna breed you full of our poz seed. Then we’ll have some buddies come over to work all that cum up inside you, blasting you full of more virus. We’ll do everything we can to get you fuckin’ converted, I promise you.” That’s when he inserted the head of his cock inside my hole. My ass radiated with hunger. My mouth dropped open and my eyes fluttered. Coach Pitt grinned his evil grin. “Want more?” I nodded emphatically. Then I felt him pushing his massive raw shaft inside me, about a half-inch, then pausing, then a half-inch more. “Goddamn,” he said. “I tell ya, Strickland, there’s nothing hotter than fucking a virgin hole that’s just been slammed for the first time. It’s this combination of crazy tightness and insane hunger. His hole is grabbing onto my cock, doing its best to devour it, and his little cunt muscles are trying to catch up. You OK, boy? You want more dick?” By this point, I was grinning stupidly as he slowly impaled me on his raw shaft. I didn’t need to answer. He could see the complete bliss on my face. My wrestling coach, my dream man, was slowly filling my hole with his dick. Surrendering to his cock, feeling him invade me and claim me, I’d found my purpose, or at least part of it. My purpose was to serve and worship men like Coach Pitt, offering my raw hole for them to pound and breed. “I’m not gonna last long,” Coach Pitt said. “This hole is fuckin’ incredible. Boy, you’re gonna get so much cum tonight—you have no idea. How’s that slam feeling?” “I didn’t think it was possible to feel this good,” I said, still grinning from the sensation of being filled by this stud’s giant dick. “I didn’t think I would ever get to see your cock, let alone feel it push inside my fuckhole.” With that, Coach pushed the rest of the way into me, his heavy balls resting against my asscrack. I looked up at him, my vision blurred by the waves of pleasure running up and down my entire body. No rubbers, no barriers—just the skin of his fat mushroom head rubbing against the skin of my hungry virgin hole. “You want my cum, don’t you?” he said, starting to thrust his dick into my jockbutt. “I so fucking want it,” I replied. He smiled. “I’m so glad I get to poz you, Lance. I’m so glad I’m the one who gets to flood your virgin hole with my virus. I’m gonna mark you. You’re gonna be mine. You wanna be mine?” “Yes, Coach,” I said. “Make me yours. All yours. Please. Poz me. Infect me. Give me your virus. Work my slammed-up hole with your raw dick until you pump a load deep. Please.” “I like to hear you beg, boy.” I heard his breath grow shallow. His thrusts went a little deeper. He was close to shooting. “I like to hear you beg for my toxic load. I fuckin’ love it. Sweet little jockboy like you with a hungry bubble butt. You want a poz load, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Poz me. Please.” “Here it comes, you little fucker. You little neg bitchboy. I’m about to blast you full of my fuckin’ poison. Fuckin’ A, Lance—sweet hungry tight virgin fuckhole. Fuck! You know what I’m doing right now, you hot little faggot? I’m. Stealing. Your. Fucking. Boyhood. Fuuuuuuck!” With that, he thrust deep, his whole body convulsing as poz cum pulsed out of his raw dick. Then another pulse. Then another. I felt a wetness and warmth began to flood my guts as Coach’s cock unleashed a ******* of infected seed into my defenseless body. Finally, after the eighth or ninth pulse, he came to a stop. His dick was still hard, still lodged in my cumhole. He looked me in the eye, grinned a huge grin, and said with a growl: “Welcome to the fuckin’ brotherhood, baby boy.” MORE SOON…