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Hey guys thank you so much for being patient with me. It's been crazy on this end. I think there will be one more chapter after this one. Hope I can write something to make this all worth the wait! Chapter 22 "As they say, the more the merrier" Hunter said welcoming the two into the bedroom. "Wasnt sure if you were gonna stay out there the whole time." As the two walked toward the bed, Greg shook his head. "Whats the use of coming to a fun party like this one if we're just gonna pair off? Especially with what we just walked into." He put his arm around Hunters waist and they shared a soft but deep kiss. Tyler stood nearby close to the bed. He could not stop staring at Casey with Ryan's thick cock inside him. He never even imagined that Casey would ever bottom for anyone. He seemed like a total top but this sight was incredibly hot. "Hey" Casey said to Tyler. They looked at each other and Casey smiled something dopey, a smile Tyler hadnt seen before. "Hey. You look...happy." "Yeah." Something changed in Casey's face. "Is this ok?" Casey had only just now realized that Tyler might be upset or jealous seeing another guy fucking him. Something about Tylers stiff cock told him that he might be fine with it. "Yeah its fine. It's,...kinda...hot." Ryan was watching this interaction and had the desire to see the two of them fuck. He thrust himself balls deep into Casey again after hearing Tylers response. He wanted Tyler to see how hot a bottom Casey was. Casey obliged, arching his back and moaning as he felt Ryan hitting those spots again. Tyler grabbed his cock and began to stroke as he watched them. He noticed that Caseys hard cock was pulsing with each thrust. "You want a turn?" Tyler looked up from Caseys cock to Ryan who was offering the new bottoms hole to him. "Actually," Casey jumped in before Tyler could respond, "why dont you..." Casey grabbed his hard cock and held it up so it pointed to the ceiling. Both Tyler and Ryan knew what Casey meant. Tyler climbed up and stood on the bed and straddled Casey. He squatted down and soon enough felt the head of Caseys cock at his hole. Ryan had the perfect angle as he pulled slightly out of Casey so that he could see the boy he was fucking penetrate Tyler. Just as Tylers hole opened to accept Casey, several drops of cum dripped from inside Tyler onto Casey. "Oh fuck thats a cummy hole isnt it?" Ryan looked over at Hunter and Greg. "You cum in this boy?" The two men had broken their kiss when they felt the bed sink when Tyler stepped up onto it. Both replied "Yeah." Tyler paused and looked up. He knew Greg had cum inside him, but when had Hunter? Hadn't they taken a break before either got off? He looked up at Hunter as if to ask, "Really?" Hunter just nodded and smiled. Somehow that knowledge just got him even hornier and pushed him further down faster on Caseys cock. The sensation of Ryans thick cock fucking him now combined with the feeling of Tylers cum flooded wet hole around his cock, not to mention the high that he was still riding, was beyond the pleasure he thought capable for any human. If there could be such a thing as too much pleasure, he thought maybe this was it. And he hadnt even cum yet. Tyler didnt need any warm up time riding Caseys cock. He went straight to slamming himself onto the cock he was becoming more and more familiar with which was sliding in and out of him. Both the boys could feel the way Hunter and Gregs loads were lubing up both the hole and the cock inside it. They moaned into each others mouths as Tyler bent down to kiss Casey. Ryan had pushed himself balls deep into Casey and just let the two do all the work. Without moving much his cock was getting worked on just fine. He was staring at Tylers hole which was exposed to him more clearly now that he was making out with Casey. He had an idea. He looked over at Hunter and Greg and realized that he was so caught up in the two boys in front of him that he didnt notice how they got into the position they were in. Chris was kneeling on the floor taking both mens huge cocks in his mouth trying to suck them both at the same time while the men were making out. Hunter locked in the kiss had his eyes open and noticed Ryan looking their way. He recognized the look on Ryans face. The look that said "I'm thinking of something thats probably a little fucked up." He broke the kiss with Greg. He wanted to help or be part of whatever depravity Ryan had thought up. "You wanna take over?" Greg was definitely back to full hardness after his break since he fucked Tyler so he was more than ready to find himself inside Chris. "Oh yeah." Chris wasnt paying much attention to what was going on around him. He was loving this feeling of having two cocks in his mouth at once. His back was turned to the action on the bed thought he could hear the slapping of flesh and the moans that escaped out of mouths locked together. So when Hunter pulled out of his mouth, he looked up in disappointment. He locked eyes with Greg who smiled at him. Chris remembered how cared for he felt when he was last at Hunters house. "Get onto your back. I love seeing your face when I'm inside you." Chris hadnt cum yet but he knew that Greg would get him there. He stood up and laid on his back on the bed, shifting his body angle by putting his head on one of the pillows by the headboard. "How about you flip around so your head is the other way." Chris turned himself around so that his head was closer to the foot of the bed. He didnt really know why Greg wanted him this way but he didnt really care if it meant feeling this man inside him again. What Greg didnt say was that he wanted to see what the other guys were going to do. Why stare at the headboard when he could be watching the other guys fuck? He climbed up onto the bed and grabbed one of the pillows to put under Chris' ass. "Oooohhhh" both moaned as Greg slowly penetrated Chris for the first time this day. "That hole is just as good as I remember it." Chris smiled and let his moan say everything he needed to. That and the way he squeezed Gregs cock. Chris felt movement to his side but was too caught up in the pleasure. Greg saw the other four guys moving but hadnt been paying attention to what was going to happen. But he was starting to put it all together when he saw Hunter walk to the other side of the bed and put a band around Tylers arm. "Just try to keep still," he told Tyler. Greg pushed all the way deep into Chris and bent down to kiss the boy. He knew not to shake the bed while Tyler got his slam. "What are you doing?" Hunter realized that Tyler was the only one who hadnt been slammed and didnt even know what it was. Chris really hadnt told him anything about the time he came over alone. But before Hunter could respond to try to calm Tylers nerves, Casey did instead. "Just go with it. It feels good. Trust me." Tyler looked at him, surprised that the guy who had never smoked before this day was telling him that this needle was a good idea. "Youve done this before?" "Well yeah like just before you came in here. It's amazing. Just hold on." Tyler wasnt sure how this was going to go but he looked at Casey who looked normal but even happier than usual. He nodded but didnt say anything. That was all Hunter needed. He took hold of Tylers arm and found a vein. Tyler felt the prick of the needle but kept his focus on Casey who he could feel was hard inside of him as he reassured him. Ryan was behind him rubbing his back with both hands. Just as suddenly as Tyler felt the needle, he felt Hunter pull the band from his arm and raise it above his head. A pregnant pause followed and for the length of that time that seemed much longer than it really was, all four men thought that it wasnt working. But sure enough, the coughing killed that thinking as Tylers body shook. The only word he could get out as he coughed uncontrollably was "What.....what....what...." Ryan reached around Tyler and held him to try to calm the boy as best he could whispering behind him, "Thats it. Just ride it out. Youre good. Let it feel good. We're right here with you." Ryan looked down at Casey whose eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Oh fuck, Ty" he moaned. Tylers hole was having its own set of convulsions as it pumped on Caseys cock and gave him a sensation he had never felt fucking Tyler or anyone else before. "That hole...fuck...I'm close Ty." As if those were the magic words, Tylers coughing fit became something else. Tylers eyes were wide open as he had his breath back but still couldnt put into words what he was feeling. He looked deep into Caseys eyes and milked the cock inside him, riding it furiously the same way he was riding the high coursing through him. "Fuck Ty oh fuck fuck fuck." Caseys whole body started bucking up as his cum shot through his cock and blasted deep into Tyler. This was the hardest and longest cum of Caseys life and it just kept cumming, his body shaking without end, each convulsion marking another rope into Tyler. This created a chain reaction as Caseys hole milked another load out of Ryan who the entire time just held his cock deep in the boy without moving it. "Holy..." was all he could get out as he felt the cum shoot through his cock deep into the boy. He needed something to steady him and grabbed Tylers shoulders pushing him further down on Caseys cock. Tyler was moaning as Caseys bucking was also causing his cock to hit the bottom's spot over and over and over again. Eventually Caseys orgasm slowed and his convulsions became tremors. He started laughing at how intense and long that was. "Holy shit Ty that was amazing." He pulled Ty down for a deep kiss. "Oh my fuck" Ryan said looking at Hunter as he finally caught his breath. "Damn that was so hot boys" Hunter was still on their side of the bed watching and stroking his cock. But this was not the way he wanted to cum again. He wanted to make sure that his loads were always shooting into holes. "You boys up for more?"

Part 10 We chilled together on the bed until noon, kissing, cuddling, just loving being with each other. We talked about last night and I showed him various vids I had taken on my phone. He loved every second of them. The slut. I came to realize that even though we weren't really hungry, we really needed to eat something. Thankfully there was that big truck stop close by. I also came to realize that Colt didn't have any appropriate clothes to go in since I had destroyed his shirt and jeans. Now, I could have just gotten some take out, but I really wanted to try my luck with Colt at the truck stop. Truckers are notoriously horny and most wouldn't pass up a free hole to unload in. So I decided I needed to go get Colt something to wear. Since he couldn't come with me, I decided he needed to be tied down to the bed while I was away. Being the slut that he is, he did not object to being tied down. (Of course I didn't tell him I would be leaving him) So I quickly had him tied spread eagle on the bed with clamps on his nipples. I pulled the fat plug out of his hole which caused him to whimper a bit. "What's the matter? Is the bitches little pussy sore?" I mocked him. "Yeah, a little." He said. "Well I'm not surprised. Does it hurt bad? Like you're injured?" I asked. "Naw, not that bad, it just aches." "Well good." I whispered in his face as I kissed him on the lips. "I want it to ache. That's what a nasty pig like you deserves." "Yes Sir." He whispered back with a smile on his face. Then I took the metal plug and slid it easily into him. I set the box on random so he would experience lots of different sensations and jumped in the shower. When I returned, colt had his eyes closed and his mouth open and he was lightly moaning as the elctro plug worked it's magic. I gagged him with the ball gag and turned up the voltage a bit. Then I got dressed, gave him a kiss on the forehead and told him not to go anywhere and that I'd be back soon. As I was closing the door, I looked back at him just as a powerful jolt hit him and he clenched his eyes closed while grunting loudly into the gag. I smiled as my cock stirred in my jeans. "Oh, and don't you DARE let that plug slip put of your loose pussy!" I warned him. "Or you'll be sorry!" He just nodded as fresh sweat beaded his forehead. It didn't take me long to find a Walmart, they're fucking everywhere, which I knew would have what I needed, which wasn't much. In just about an hour, I was back at our motel room. As I was unlocking the door, I heard a voice say. "Mr. Collins." I turned to see the motel owner, a middle aged Mid Eastern man, maybe Pakistani or something like that. He stood a few inches shorter than me and had a pot belly. "Is everything ok?" I asked him. "That's what I wanted to check with you." He said in a thick accent. "I noticed a lot of visitors last night. Just making sure everything is good in there." I pulled out my wallet and slipped him a hundred dollar bill. "My friend and I are just having a fun weekend." I explained. "I figured this motel would be ok with that." "I just noticed a lot of men coming over and wanted to make sure everyone was ok." He continued. "Everyone's fine." I answered. "Just doing a little partying, if you know what I mean." I said as I slipped him another bill. "You got a hot girl in there? Some skanky slut?" He whispered with a certain desire in his voice. I could tell ole Habib, according to his name tag, was angling for a little taste of the action. I decided to lay it on the line. "I got a hot fuckin bitch in there." I whispered back. "But it's not a chick. It's the hottest, sluttiest cowboy you've ever seen." Habib licked his lips a bit and adjusted his crotch. I knew I had hooked him. I knew a guy like him wouldn't turn down a hot piece of ass. Even if it's a dude. Those foreigners may say they're against homosexuality, but when push comes to shove, they'll take what's available. "You wanna fuck him?" I asked, looking him dead in the eyes. "Is he ok with that?" He asked. "Listen," I replied, "I own that slut's ass and he'll take any cock I tell him to." I swung the door open and the stench hit us. The smell of the drugs, the sleazy room, and the hot, sweaty bound god combined into one overpowering olfactory overload. "Jesus." Habib exclaimed as he looked around the room at the various sex toys and drug paraphernalia. "You weren't kidding. You boys are doing some serious partying." He walked up to Colt and wiped the sweaty matted curls off his forehead. "You are a pretty one. You sure you're ok?" Colt nodded his head in the affirmative. "Fuck Habib." I said. "Do you really think I would have invited you in if I was actually holding someone against his will? This slut is my willing property and will do as I tell him. Isn't that right?" Colt nodded his head again. "Now this nice man has a load he needs to get rid of, and I told him I had a hot pussy in here for him." I continued as I untied Colt's legs. I pushed them up and removed the metal plug revealing his still gaping fuck tunnel. "Holy fuck that's a nice pussy." Habib exclaimed as he crawled between Colt's thighs. He had removed his pants and was sporting a decent enough size cock. His brown member was probably 7 inches and curved downward. He slid it into Colt like a hot knife going through butter, and Colt groaned into the gag as the curved cock perfectly hit against his prostate. Habib held onto Colt's big feet as he kept his legs spread wide. I rubbed myself through my jeans as I watched that brown cock saw in and out of my beloved whore. Colt let out soft little grunts into the ball gag as Habib's cock perfectly punched his prostate with every deep stroke, and his dripping cock proved the target was being hit repeatedly. Habib started speaking in his native tounge as he sneered down upon the hunk beneath him. He spit onto Colt's face as he grabbed the chain connecting the tit clamps and started tugging on it, all the while continuing to spew what was no doubt some very nasty Arab shit. Colt whined as the clamps pulled hard on his nips, and my cock was rock hard as I watched this Muslim dude fuck the shit out of what he probably considered the western white devil. Finally, Habib slapped Colt across the face a couple of times, hard, as he shouted louder in his native language. Then he ripped the clamps off of Colt's tittie's as he buried himself in the hulking teen. Colt screamed into the gag as his ass was filled with yet another hot, anonymous load. Habib laughed. Finally when he was finished dumping his load, he pulled out and moved to Colt's head, removing the gag. He slapped Colt again as he said, "Clean off that cock, you filthy American pig!" Colt obediently opened his mouth and slurped in the cock before him, dutifully cleaning off every bit of cum and ass juice that covered it. Such a good little piggy. As Habib pulled his pants back on, I told him we would be entertaining again tonight and invited him back for seconds, which he readily accepted. "Just one more thing." He said to me as he was standing outside. "I have a couple of cop friends who help watch over this place. They like to bring hookers and what not here. And they're not overly discriminate about where they stick their cocks, if you know what I mean. As long as they can be rough." "Habib," I said, as I put my arm around his shoulder, "you are a man after my own heart." I told him an idea for his cop friends, and he smiled as he walked back to the office. "Sure thing, Mr. Collins." He said "And none of this Mr. Collins shit!" I hollered after him. "Name's Austin!" He just waved as he went back inside. "Now," I thought to myself and I reentered the motel room. "Time for a visit to the truck stop."

CH2 Alec woke up in a bed he was not familiar with, freaking out he tossed the sheets off. The memories of what he had did the other day coming back. He actually let a HIV positive man not only fuck him, but also cum in him, like 3 times. And he also drank piss? The worst part about this is that a part of him, enjoyed this. He shook his head and gets up, walking out of the room, not realizing he was naked. He had to just leave, he couldn't risk catching a bug. The city boy was able to make it to the kitchen before he felt big strong arms wrap around him from behind. "Awww well look who we have here, a cute little doe has wandered onto our ranch." Alec blushes and looks back, this guy had to have been at least 6'8, 240 pounds of a mostly muscular dad bod, and had a big ol lumber jack beard. Alec tried to not get turned on but both the appearance of the man, his warmth, and the fact that he had probably just finished working outside due to his scent, it all just turned him on, his tiny little cock got rock hard. The man smirks and leans down, kissing Alec on the neck. "So you're the boy that Kanan brought in, said you were finding work? Well Im Giralt, the owner of this here ranch. And me and the other men have been a bit pent up, due to us not being able to fuck anyone we want due to our gifts. So, we needed to hire a cute little bug chaser such as yourself to be our little cumdump." Alec's eyes widen. "Y...you're all poz? Wait hold on, I'm not a bug chaser! I uh, it was just a misunderstanding." Giralt chuckles and spanks Alec's ass, causing him to yelp and then moan softly. "Really? Well you already have 3 of Kanan's toxic loads swimming in your stomach, as well as drinking 5 of them down your throat as well as his piss? You may have the cutsie and innocent exterior but deep down you're a bug chasing pig" Giralt then exposes his cock, it was somehow bigger than Kanan's. He lines it up with Alec's hole. Alec tried to escape Giralt's grasp, but couldn't. Giralt then penetrates him all the way, but doesn't start pounding? Giralt chuckles and then says. "I have the most potent load here, guranteed to make you poz. So until you're certain you're a bug chaser or not, I wont poz you. Just need to put my dick somewhere warm for a bit while I-" Alec then feels something warm inside of him, Giralt was pissing inside of him. His eyes widen from how weird it felt at first but then he began to moans as it filled him completely. Giralt pulls out and sticks a buttplug into Alec to keep it inside of him. Alec then drops to his knees, looking at the cock that was just in him. He gives it a lick. Giralt smirks and lets Alec lick it. "Oh so piss turns you on too? Well I guess the boys here would love not only a place to dump all their toxic cum but also a public urinal. You naughty little pig." Giralt then thrusts his cock into Alec's mouth, face fucking him. His balls slap against Alec's chin. After about 30 minutes of this, and nearly dislocating Alec's jaw, Giralt announced "Im about to cum. Where do you want this load?" Alec pants, his pig side taking over. He takes out the buttplug, emptying the piss out of him. "I...I want you to breed me..." Giralt chuckles evilly. "Mmmm, I could do that, turn you into a little poz slut right now. But, not today, not when the request comes from being horny in the moment. I want your sexy little ass, waking me up and begging for me to poz you up. It'll be much sweeter that way". Alec blushes and looks away. "But, I need something in my ass...I need it" Giralt chuckles. "Well, I could fuck you a little, but then pull out when Im about to cum" Alec nods quickly and spreads his legs. Giralt chuckles "You might be getting pretty close to being the perfect breeding pig, I might be able to poz you in the near future" Giralt then penetrates Alec's ass, pounding into him roughly. Alec starts losing his mind, moaning like crazy. The two men kiss deeply as Giralt's highly toxic rod buried itself deeper and deeper into Alec's guts. Giralt managed to hold on for an impressive amount of time in Alec's soft, tight, breeding bitch boy ass, about an hour, causing Alec to cum like crazy. He then says "Im gonna cum, better let me pull out or I might have to breed you." Alec then screams out. "Dont pull out! Im nearly cumming again!" He wraps his legs around Giralt. Giralt chuckles and smirks. "Okay then, looks like im gonna have to breed you then,,," He then thrusts even harder, with the sole intention to breed Alec with his toxic cum, making sure to try and cause some tearing inside so the virus could try to take in easier. He wraps his hands around Alec's neck, choking him as they bred together. And eventually, Giralt pumps a huge and sticky toxic load into Alec. Alec moans and looks up at Giralt. "M...more,,, Give me more poz cum,,," Giralt smirks and picks up Alec. "You're lucky that im the only one on the ranch right now boy, because that means I wont have to share you yet. We'll keep fucking some more." He then takes him to the bed room. Alec is lied on the bed, he looks up to Giralt. "So, what happens if your loads dont poz me?" He asks curiously. Giralt then chuckles. "Then I have a last solution if both my cum and the twins cum don't work. Don't worry your sweet little head, Im sure you'll enjoy it if we have to get to that point" Giralt then starts to finger Alec's ass, scraping the inside of it with his fingernails, then proceeding to fuck him again, kissing him on the cheek. "Good boy, you made the right decision coming here."

Great answers here. For me as a new convert from chasing I can definitely say i love being poz. I am part of a great circle of poz guys now and they have no hang ups or issues about it and embrace the pozitives (pun intended). I have ZERO regrets for getting it.

Right now it's too soon to say how I feel. Tested poz june 9th. I mean initially, I was relieved that I didn't need to worry about it anymore and I could now get the ass tat I've always wanted. Ive just got to find a guy to do it.

Chapter 4: The Birth of a Pig Chase pulled his hand out of my mouth, and I looked up at him needing more. I was lost having become officially his, and I didn't want to return back into my own being. I loved having my choice, agency, and self taken away. It was the most comforting feeling I had ever experienced. Chase pulled me up. "I'm going to get something, and I need you to be patient. If you're good, I'll reward with you with such pleasure that ends in a gift that you will never forget." I didn't know what Chase meant, but I loved the sound of it. "Okay. Anything you want, Chase." "Lucas, I need your complete trust. You can't freak out, or question me no matter what. I need you to hand everything over to me. If you can do this, I can set you free. What do you say? This sounded terrifying because I had no idea what Chase had in mind. What was I doing? Who was I? Just a few hours ago I was a heteronormative male who was excited to move to Vermont. I thought it would be a great place to find a down-to-earth girl, marry her, and start a family. And yet here I was with another guy's cum in my hair, and a deep desire to become something other than myself. While it was terrifying, a different path was being dangled in front of me, and I knew I couldn't walk away from it. "I'm yours." Chase smiled, "I knew you couldn't say no. I know what you need more than anyone else." He was right. "Now, I have to go downstairs and get something, and I need you to be a good boy and wait here. Remember, don't go back into your head. Stay here with me in this moment. You don't think, just do." Chase quickly put his clothes back on and walked toward the door. Before he left he turned to me and said, "No thinking." When Chase closed the door, I rushed to the window to see where he was going. Maybe I could figure out what he was getting. I saw him walk out ground floor door, walk a few doors over. There was a homeless man sitting on a stoop, and Chase stopped to say something to him. What was happening? Why was Chase talking to this filthy, cracked out guy? I watched as Chase gave the homeless man some money, and in return the man gave Chase a bag. Holy shit! Did Chase just buy drugs off some random dude living the street!?!? Fuck. What had I gotten myself into. My heart was beating so hard it felt like my eyes might pop out of my head. As Chase turned around, to walk back toward my apartment, he glanced up at the window and shot me his beautiful smile. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What do I do? Should I lock the door, take a shower, crawl into bed, and pretend like this never happened. Or do I do what felt so right, and follow Chase's commands. I sunk down onto the couch, paralyzed by my conflicting thoughts. I heard the door open, and in walked Chase. "Lucas, I see what you're doing." Chase walked over to me and sat down. He grabbed my face so I was looking right into eyes. "I told you to stop thinking. There is nothing to consider. You have no choice here but to submit." He pulled me in to a deep kiss. My mouth opened and his tongue entered. My mind went blank, and that intoxicating feeling swept over me again. I pulled Chase toward me, and he wrapped his big arms around me and pulled me into his wide chest. I was gone. "This is your new life, Lucas. By the end of tonight, you'll be so far gone, you can't go back. I'm going to make you into a cum dump pig, and you're going to beg me to do it. You're going to love it. Now, I need you to come to the end of the couch and climb on all fours." I didn't blink. I got up, and pushed my ass into the air. Chase went into my kitchen. I could hear him opening up drawers and doors. I heard him walk back over to me, and I felt Chase rub something cold onto my ass. Then I felt an object being pressed against my ass. "Push out like you're going to take a shit." Suddenly the object popped into my ass. I heard Chase open up a water bottle, and began to pour it into what I now realized was funnel. "Now you're going to hold this water in you for 10 seconds, and you're going to position yourself over this bowl. Then I want you to release the water." What was happening? "Here we go." I felt full, but just when I thought I was going to explode, I felt Chase put the bowl against my ass. I positioned myself so I was over it, and I released. "Good," said Chase. He walked into the bathroom, and I heard him empty the contents into the toilet and flush. We did that several more times. Chase rubbed my back affectionately and said, "Now you're ready. Lucas, do you trust me? Are you willing to become a part of me?" No thinking. "Yes. Fuck yes." Again, I felt Chase apply lube onto my virgin hole, and slowly insert a finger into me. He slowly pushed it all the way into me, and twisted it. At first it hurt, and then I remembered I wasn't supposed to think. So I went blank, and my ass opened up for him. Then the pain turned to pleasure. He slowly withdrew his finger. I heard him rustling with a plastic bag. "This is beginning of your new life, Lucas." I felt a sharp pain, and realized that Chase was sliding whatever was in that bag into my ass. Wow, that was a burning I couldn't ignore. Wow. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "Just sit with it. It will dissipate. Give it a minute." Suddenly, the fire died down, and a rush like I've never felt came over me. And in that moment, I was no longer Lucas. My identity was gone. All I could think about was my hole. I couldn't stop opening it. I couldn't stop thinking about how much I needed my hole to be filled with anyone, or anything. Fuck! It was incredible. "Chase, please flood my hole. Fuck. Please. Fuck. I need it so bad. Oh my fucking god. Please, Chase." "Welcome, pig. Now that you're awake, it's time to set you free."

I have 10 body piercings

CH1. After a few long, and mentally straining years, Alec was elated to have finally finished up Med school. But this left him with an issue, hes burnt out by the Boston area. He's seen all the sights, went to a lot of the stores, slept with one or two men, and he needed a change in scenery for the summer. So he decided to take a trip all the way to Texas for that change he's been needing. Alec got home after his graduation party to tell his family he'd be going, and after saying his goodbyes, he packed all his things and left on a plane for Texas, and this is where our story begins. Alec steps out of the airport, narrating to himself. "Well, guess this is my home for the next few months, now to actually get a roof over my head." He walks down the street, trying to find a hotel, ignoring the obvious stares he got from men due to his feminine stature and curve revealing pants. He could not find much of anything in his price range. He felt defeated until he say a flier on the wall advertising a ranch in need of new ranch hands. It advertised flexible hours, housing, and "life changing experiences" *wink wink*. This was enough for Alec, he takes the flier and puts its address into Google Maps, beginning the long walk. It had been hours since he started walking, and Alec was absolutely dying from this heat, and had gone through all his water. He was sweaty and tired, but was only a few miles away from the ranch now. However his legs could not go on and he collapsed into the sand, thinking that this was the end. However, a truck pulled up, and out came an absolute Adonis. 6'5, muscular, blond hair, blue eyes, and a sort of boy-ish charm on his face. Alec was sure that this was some kind of hallucination before he would die until the man said "Hello? Are you alright?" in a thick Texan accent. Alec looks up at him and manages to say "Waterrrrrr". The man nods and looks in his truck. "Ah shit, drank all mine, think you can hang on until we get to the ranch not too far off?" Alec shook his head and the stranger sighs. "I have one idea, but you might not like it stranger" Alec just looks at him. "I'll try anything..." The man nods and, undoes his buckle and takes off his pants? Alec blushes brightly from this action, now being face first with possibly the biggest cock he has ever seen. "U...uh hows this supposed to get me well...hydrated?" The man then says "I uh have to piss. But its mostly just water I swear! Might help you enough till we can get you back." Alec was caught off guard by this but felt as if he had no choice. He just opens his mouth, tongue out as the man slowly penetrated his mouth. The man did and slowly pissed down Alec's throat. Alec was grossed out with himself at first but then, began to actually like the feeling. His eyes roll up as he started taking the cock deeper into his throat. The man then pulls his cock out, holding back from pissing more. "I uh think you should be good now stranger? Unless, you want more~" The man smirks at Alec. Alec didn't even feel his body hesitate as he wrapped his mouth around that big shaft again, drinking up whatever the stranger had left. But then, the stranger held onto the back of his head. "Mmm, you sure you were just thirsty, or are you just a little girly slut?" The man then starts thrusting his dick in and out of Alec's mouth, but Alec didnt protest, he just took it. The stranger took forever to cum, his stamina was like nothing Alec had ever seen before. After a solid 30 minutes of him face fucking Alec, he finally came down his throat, causing Alec to cum in his pants. The man chuckles and picks Alec up. "Cmon, its getting too damn hot in here" He takes him inside the air conditioned truck, they then take off their shirts, both their sweaty bodies press up against eachother. The man smirks down at Alec. "Well arent you thristy? Drink up little bitch." Alec again felt as if he had no control as he started to lick the sweat off of this cowboy, taking in his smell, he especially got addicted to burying his face in the man's armpit. The man chuckles and spanks Alec's ass. "Damn you even smell like a woman sissy boy, what's a cutie like yourself doing all the way out here anyhow?" Alec pulls his face away, panting. "Job offer...for the ranch." The man smirks some more and takes off his pants fully. "Well I'm one of the ranch managers, I think we can count this as your interview then. The name is Kanan." Alec stares at Kanan's cock, still in disbelief that he was able to fit that down his throat. He figured that Kanan wanted to fuck him now so he tried to take out a condom from his bag. Kanan saw this and shook his head. "Nope, not allowed. Barebacking only" Alec's experience as a medstudent screamed at him to not do this, he did not know if Kanan was clean or not. But he lost control again as Kanan fingered him to loosen him up. "Damn, you even get wet on your own back here like a girl. I don't even need my lube I think." Alec's rational thought then went away as he lifts himself up into Kanan's lap, sitting down on his fat cock, beginning to bounce. Kanan relaxed for the first 30 minutes as Alec bounced non stop, moaning and losing his mind even more from how good it felt. But Kanan felt himself about to cum so he thrusts harder, the hardest Alec has been fucked so far, he might have even felt some tearing. Kanan then smirks at Alec's fucked stupid expression and asks "Are you ready for your breeding slut? Im gonna knock you up!" Alec's eyes widen at this, "F..fuck you're poz? Get out of me!" But his dick got harder and he even came a little from the reveal, he knew deep down that he might have actually wanted this. Kanan chuckles and leans up, kissing Alec deeply before saying. "Aww you don't want my seed? Because I can stop anytime and just shoot my dirty load down your throat instead. Alec had kissed Kanan back, he tried to think rationally but instead just begs outloud. "F..fuck knock me up! Poz me with your cock already~" And with that Kanan shot his thick, toxic cum into Alec's neg ass. Kanan kept pumping more and more cum in, not pulling out. The two men stay like this for a while, until Alec gets back up. "S..shit I got to get this out of me." Kanan chuckles and says. "Oooor, you could just leave in my cum, and start sucking my cock. I have another load left to feed you, and some piss." Alec again weighed the options, deciding to go ahead and suck off Kanan some more. After a few hours of cum and piss filled action, Kanan was bringing the now asleep Alec to his new room in the ranch. The first day of dirty toxic fun had tired him out, but he still had 6 more months of it, and unluckily or luckily for the neg little femboy, every single person on this ranch was Poz, waiting for a chance at that neg boy pussy.

Had one of my beefy buddies drop by after work. He's always upfront and said he needed to nut then get going to a family dinner. I rubbed his big hairy belly and sucked him for about 5 minutes. He's got a fat 6" cock with a huge head on it😍 I hand him the lube, present my hole to him, and he slides right in. He fucks me fast and steady for about 5 minutes doggy style then nuts. I jerk off while he stays in me, then he's dressed and out the door. I gotta say I definitely enjoy being a cumdump sometimes 👍🏻

Damn that must have felt good!

In my experience, the top/bottom imbalance existed LONG before covid hit

I apologize for the huge pig image. That was a mistake I don't know how to undo.

This thread considers only one definition of "pig" that of the farm animal which is considered to be a dirty filthy animal. Actually pigs are not necessarily dirty animals. They can be quite clean but will roll around in mud or muddy water in order to stay cool. They do consume however all sorts of dirt and filth including eating flesh and their own (and other's) shit. While I ceertainly would not go as far as to eat human flesh and I am not into scatology I am as a consumer of cum, piss, spit and sweat similar to the pig that way. Another definition in our culture of the word pig is greed and as one who can go from man to man consuming or taking all they can give me in the way of sexual attention and gratification, I fit that definition as well. As many men as possible and as much of their piss, cum and sweat and spit as possible in both my holes. Now that quarantine is over and I am let out of my "pen" I intend to spend the rest of the year getting piggier in terms of animal behavior and greed as possible. OINK! 🐷

I am working on an old truck in my garage. I heard someone opening garbage cans in the alley, and when he got to my place he stopped and said nice truck. I am wearing shortalls and a T shirt. I said thanks. Older black guy, no teeth, looks homeless. He said cute overalls. I smiled and thanked him again. He asked what I had under them. I undid the side buttons and showed him my tightly whities. I bent back into the truck and he came into the garage. He had the worst BO! He put his hand into my overalls and felt my hardening cock, then put his hand in the leg of my undies and pulled it out. I stayed bent over but spread my legs and slipped the straps off my shoulders. He took his hand away, pulled my shortalls down and then my undies. He started playing with my balls and poking my ass with his fingers. I turned around, dropped to my knees, undid his jeans, took out his surprisingly large and hardening cock and sucked him. It smelt and tasted disgusting! I had a jar of petroleum jelly in my tool box, I grabbed it, stood up fingered a dollop into my ass and bent down into the truck again, and he pushed right in. He fucked for at least 15 minutes with my garage door open, even though we were a little shielded by the trucks open door. He said something and I guessed he was about to cum, and felt like he was going to pull out, so I reached back and grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards me and pushed back so he got the message it was ok to breed me. He did. I just put my underwear back on , pulled up my shortalls, fastened the buttons and carried on with what I was doing. He said something I didn't understand, and I just ignored him till he left. I have had to come in to get changed because I stink of him. I suppose that's how it should be. Me being marked by a black man's scent, so that any other man coming buy could smell I was there to be bred. It really smells bad though, and I don't want it in my truck, so have to get showered and changed. It's just my body and T shirt he marked.

Ok friends, fans, and fellow sick fucks. Here, finally, is the next two chapters. I locked up my cock, plugged up my hole with the vibrating one and said no release till they were done. What I really need is a strict dominant Top to keep me on line! Punish me if I don't, and reward me with a nice cock (or two or three) breeding me when I finish one. Hey, we all need incentive! So enjoy! I'm off to blow a well deserved load! Hope you all do too! Part 8 Earl and John had big smiles on their faces as they approached the bed. They started feeling up Colt's big sweaty muscle body. Their hands roamed every inch of him, from his bull like shoulders and massive biceps to his flat pecs and defined 8 pack abs. Colt just moaned and writhed as the men worshiped his teenage jock body and pinched his hard, pink nips. "He flying?" John asked me. "Like a kite!" I grinned as I sat in a chair and watched the men enjoy my whores hot bod. "Niiiiice." He said as they rolled Colt over. "God DAMN look at that glorious ass!" He exclaimed as Colt instinctively arched his back and thrust his big round white ass into the air like a well trained hungry slut. "I'm gonna love tearing that up!" "It's all yours!" I groaned as I stroked my hard cock. "Don't show the whore any mercy!" "Music to my ears!" Earl groaned as he and John started rummaging through our newly purchased items. Soon they had Colt tied face down with a ball gag in his mouth, arms stretched wide, and his legs hanging off the end of the bed with his ankles spread wide and tied. They had put his cowboy boots back on him as well as his bandana and plopped his black hat on top of his sweaty brown curls. "That's what I like to see." Earl grinned. "A hot, helpless cowboy ready for abuse!" And FUCK did he look hot! Precum dripped down my cock as I took pics of my studly cowboy whore. Then John pulled out the fat plug from Colt's hole. I walked around so I could see his gaping pussy. And boy did it gape! It was a bright red rosebud and cum was leaking out of it. John knelt down and licked up the cum that was running over Colt's balls. Then he planted his mouth on the open hole and voraciously ate out Colt's cum tunnel. Colt moaned and writhed as John sucked out as much cum as he could. As he was doing this, Earl pulled out the electro box we purchased, at his advice, as well as a large metal plug and a urethral sound. After coating the sound with a lubricant, he pulled a still feeding John off of Colt's hole and inserted the 10 inch flexible sound right into Colt's piss hole of his still caged cock. Colt let out a long groan as he experienced this new sensation of his prostate being probed from the inside. Then Earl took the crystal coated plug and shoved it into the open hole before him eliciting whines from Colt as his sensitive tissues burned anew. Just as Earl finished hooking up the box, there was another knock on the door. I looked out the window and saw four men, all dressed in full leather. I recognized Tony, and let them in. Tony introduce me to his partner Lance, an older guy, skinny and hairy like Tony, and their friends, Lee and Al. They were the youngest of the group, probably in their 30's, and both were heavy set guys with lots of tattoos. "Just in time boys." Announced Earl. "The fun is just about to start!" All six men pulled out cigars and lit them up as Earl started manipulating the buttons on the box. I stroked my cock as I watched Colt's body as he began to twitch and jerk while Earl administered various shock and jolts. Colt moaned and groaned while his cock began to leak copious amounts of precum. Then Al pulled Colt's big leather belt out of his shorts and brought down a hard, solid strike right across Colt's rock hard ass as Earl delivered a powerful jolt to his cock and ass at the same time. Colt screamed into the gag as his entire body went ridged and his eyes bugged out. Fresh sweat broke out all over his body as every muscle on his body trembled from the electric shock coursing through him. After a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity, Earl dialed it down and Colt's body collapsed as he panted heavily. Two of the men blew cigar smoke into his face while they all laughed and rubbed his wet body. Colt looked at me through his tear stained, fucked up eyes, but I just smiled as I held some poppers under his nose. Then Earl began the light manipulation again and soon Colt was moaning as his cock continued to leak. Then Al raised the belt and struck Colt across his shoulders as hard as he could as Earl hit the box heavy again. More gagged screams came from Colt's mouth as every muscle again went taught and pulled on his bonds. This time Earl held it for a couple of seconds longer before powering down again, causing Colt to collapse and breath hard as more cigar smoke was blown into his face. This went on for a solid hour with Earl increasing the time on the powerful jolts longer and longer until they reached about 20 seconds which must have seemed like an eternity to poor Colt. Finally, after Colt's back and ass were covered with angry red welts, John took a vibrator and started rubbing the head of Colt's cock through the cage while Earl worked his magic with the electro box. Two of the guys reached under his chest and started twisting and pinching his nips. In no time at all, Colt moans turned to whines as he undulated his ass and John increased the vibrations on his cockhead. In just a matter of minutes, Colt was yelling into the gag as tears flowed out of his eyes. Then, his caged cock erupted in a huge explosion of watery cum. Colt sobbed into the gag as more and more cum flowed out of him. The men just laughed and cheered as the teenage cowboy experienced an orgasm that was more painful than pleasurable. Colt continued to sob as the last of his clear cum leaked out of his aching dick. I was so turned on by his torment that I couldn't help myself. I ripped the plug out of his ass and rammed my hard cock into him. I had never felt Colt's ass to be so hot and loose. It felt like it was on fire and my dick could barely feel his anal walls. I unloaded into him instantly, pumping my big load into his mushy guts as his sobs continued. I don't know what was hotter, his wrecked out cunt, or the fact that this big bad stud was crying as I came in him. The men untied him, and he didn't even move. Then they rolled him over and pushed his big legs back. They wrapped his elbows under his knees and attached his wrist restraints together so his ass was splayed open and defenseless. My fresh load of cum oozed out of him and Earl just scooped it up and pushed it back inside him before shoving a huge shard of T into the hole beneath him and slamming his big cock into my man. I sat back and hit the pipe as I watched all six men take their turns on Colt's cumdump hole. I watched as all six men, strangers, deposit their seed into the teenage cowboy whore beneath them. And I smiled, knowing this was where Colt belonged.

At first I didn't really mind. When I got my results back it wasn't expected that I was poz since I didn't chase. But I jus let accepted the fact I got it. Only after my relationship ended and I started to go back on Grindr again I grew into it. I told guys I was poz if they asked. And they always seemed to like it. That started my journey into the poz world and I loved every moment since. Chasers and gifters are just so sleazy, my sex life has never been better. As for my health, I am currently on meds and there is really no health issue for me fortunately. I for sure don't regret it. On the contrary.

This is going to sound strange, but I'm very attracted to men who wear jewelry. Chains, rings, earrings, you name it. Anyone else find this hot?

I’m a fag and a pig. It’s about time I truly become one. 28. 630-235-0257. Who can push my limits and turn me into a true piggy?!

no, 30 days should be about right to tell. Best of luck to you and remember whatever the outcome, you have friends and a network here. You also have options as your doctor shold explain.

All of the above. I like getting used by men. I like knowing that my holes made him feel good. I like the mindfuck degradation of just having a man use my naked body for his pleasure. I like the reward of feeling a hot load of sperm inside me. And honestly, getting fucked and getting my hole stretched does make me feel good too. Getting fucked just makes me feel alive.

For sure.. So far I haven't noticed any fuck flu symptoms, it would be hot though

As long as they don’t push in too quickly I can go for hours. My record was 4 hours and one top unloading 8 times

Definitely a pig!! Prefer sex dirty, nasty, filthy, twisted, and depraved. The filthier, the better.

I love it deep inside and keep it in there as long as possible, usually with a plug 😉

No, I blame it on being a picky bottom. Here's what I typically see demanded online: "8+ or go away" "BBC only" "Must be fit/musc" "Nobody over 35" et cetera. Well damn guys, you've excluded a huge piece of the Top population! Maybe try this for a tag line: "Total slut btm. Bring your hard dick." 😛

Went on Sunday to visit a newish fuckbuddy of mine, nice hot piggy bottom. Fooling around on the bed and I can feel him rubbing his pre-cum covered cock against my hole, unexpected given he invited me over to breed him. Few minutes of making out more/rubbing his dick against me he ended up inside me and we had a intensely hot flip fuck, both of us loaded up with each others cum. Unexpected but very pleasing way to end the weekend.

I always stay at Metro Aspire near UTS. No key card for elevator so can get guys to just cum up to room for anon pump and dumps....

Motel 6 on Lorain I the West Park/North Olmsted area

Carlos finished helping me douce, which was simple since I hadn't eaten in over 24hrs. I reached for a towel, but he grabbed me by the wrist. Carlos grabbed both towels. He threw one over his shoulders and proceeded to dry me off with the other. I stood naked in the humid mid-century bathroom as he patted the moisture from my tanned skin. We wandered into kitchen. The light through the shades cast vertical shadows on his caramel skin as he poured me a glass of orange juice and yelled down the hall, "Bagels in fifteen." Thirty minutes later we were finally getting into the car and driving across the Bay bridge. He drove farther west and headed north through Golden Gate park. Knowing enough about the city I was confused about where he was driving until he circled back along Geary and parked on the street. A small bakery off Geary could be smelled from the street. We walked in to a tiny store front with maybe two tables. A long counter of bagels and different schmear options. Carlos and Allen ordered fruit bagels with fruit schmear. I have an aversion to foods that are sweet-savory. Being the naive, careless youngster I ordered an everything bagel with green onion schmear. Carlos let me have it, but while I was eating he explained to me why I should be cautious of certain foods, seeds, etc. especially when planning hours of ass play. We ate our bagels and got to Folsom St. Fair some time around 3. It was very busy. We wandered down the street and then back up. I was wearing black leather converse, light Levi's, and one of Carlos' harnesses. The three of us stopped on a corner. I got in front, the dutiful boy, and took care of both of them. Carlos grabbed my harness and pulled me aside as if to tell me I was not allowed. He pulled Allen to him and I watched as they made out. I stood hopeless as my poz daddies had fun without me. Then Allen put his back to Carlos and they yanked the harness, pulling my back to Allen. We stood there on the street corner, their arms wrapped around me. Their hands caressing me. Unbuttoning my pants. Pulling my throbbing dick out for all to see. I leaned my head back on Allen's shoulder, giving in to them as they teased my nipples and yanked on my balls. I eventually came from Allen's silky grip and he deftly caught every drop in his fingers and brought them up to me to lick. I was sufficiently satiated. Carlos licked my lips and pulled me toward the Powerhouse and into the back room. I got on my knees and sucked his dick like my life depended on it. Within seconds a circle formed around me. I was bouncing from dick to dick. Staring blankly up at yearning faces as I performed, emotionless, what was expected of me. Seven or eight men gathered around. Fingers forced their way into my loose, unlubricated ass as I sucked strangers dicks, eagerly to fill my stomach. Three, four, five loads down my throat, coating my lips, hiccuped through my nostrils, running down my face as I cried and gagged from the largest of the bunch. And then a guy with no sense of manicuring plunged his large finger into my hole, tearing me open in a very painful way. I immediately reached back and grabbed his wrist. I pulled away from the faceless dick I had been so eagerly taunting with my tongue. I found Carlos in the crowd and I pressed my chest against his. "We need to go. He cut my ass." Carlos didn't hesitate to grab Allen and pull us through the crowd. Within seconds we were on the street through the crowd and he rushed to the car where he finally asked, "Do you need to go home?" "What? No. I just... His fingernails. He cut me. He cut my hole open with his fucking fingernails." Carlos held me close, "We can go to the Eagle and relax a bit. It won't be as crazy as things are here. Or we can go straight home. What do you need?" No one had ever asked me that before. What do I need? I considered my options. "What do you want, sir?" He didn't respond. We got in the car. He drove. Minutes later we were parking on the street and walking under the freeway to the Eagle. I stayed by Carlos' side the entire time. When our drinks emptied Allen went to fill them. I spied a hot otter across the patio and Carlos noticed. "Go get his number." He commanded. His name was Eric. We would text but he would be in a relationship until a year later when we met again in a different bar and wouldn't recognize each other behind our growing beards until we exchanged numbers again and realized we had already been texting. After several drinks and hours the sun was setting. My hole was healing. We needed to get on the road and across the bay. Carlos pulled off to a diner in Oakland. He and Allen had breakfast for dinner. Simple eggs and pancakes plates. I was young and hungry. I got a burger with chili. When we got back to Carlos' apartment we were on the sofa discussing the weekend. Somehow it came up that I had never been double penetrated. Carlos grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bed. He layed down. He directed me to sit on his dick and Allen got behind me and fucked me. The initial stretch from one dick to two was the greatest part. My mouth agape, gasping as Allen tore my hole open in the best way. Eyes bulging, looking down at Carlos as he caressed my cheeks, "Good boy. Take it." Carlos came rather quickly and Allen kept fucking me like that even after Carlos slipped out of my hole. But as Allen fucked me Carlos was caressing my arms, thighs, and chest, kissing me tenderly. He knew what I needed. He knew I was his. The next morning Allen and I got on the road and returned to Sacramento. I would never see any of them again. Two weeks later I began converting. It was like having the flu, pneumonia, and food poisoning all at once. I lost 50lbs, developed glycemic issues that got so bad I would pass out and a couple times couldn't see through the whitening sparks in my eyes because I was so malnourished... because I couldn't keep anything in. And then, ten days before my 22nd birthday, just as I began to feel normal again, I received the diagnosis I was hoping for.

Welp, The wait is over I found out earlier this week that you’ve knocked me up..

Part 9 I had to go into work the next day for a while. I left TJ sound asleep. I wasn't worried about him robbing me. I lived in a bad neighborhood and didn't really own anything of value. I had my tv and DVD player, but they weren't fancy and wouldn't bring that much at a pawn shop. The only thing of value I really had was my drugs, and those I kept locked up in a safe. I wasn't worried about him leaving either. First of all, he had nowhere to go. And second of all, he knew if he left, that would be it for getting high. And he liked drugs too much to just walk away, which he could do anytime he wanted. The only way I imprison a boy is by controlling them through the lure of free drugs. Well, not free, he knew the cost of them. I also left a couple little somethings on the nightstand. I had set the alarm for 1PM, and I knew as soon as he woke up, he would see the loaded pipe I had left for him. Also on the nightstand was a decent sized dildo. Not as big as my cock, but close. Along with them was a note that said, "Good morning whore, I left that pipe there for you, as well as a sandwich in the fridge. I would suggest you eat the sandwich first along with the orange juice that's in there. After you've eaten and smoked, you will do a few chores. Leave the plug in your ass. First, you will vacuum the living room. Second, you will do the dishes and mop the kitchen floor. Third, you will scrub the toilet, and it had better sparkle. I will be home at three o'clock. You will be waiting for me in this manner. You will take out your plug and replace it with the dildo. Then you will sit in front of the door with your legs crossed, your hands behind your back, your head bowed, and the dildo up your whore hole. You will not look at me when I enter the apartment. If you do all these things to my satisfaction, you will get a reward. If not, then no reward. The choice is up to you." I knew with almost 100% certainty that TJ would do exactly as instructed. I was actually done with work at 2, but needed to make a stop on the way home. When I opened the door, I smiled to find TJ exactly as I told him to be. The submissive little slut. His chores were done perfectly, so I prepared two fat lines for him, on the toilet seat. "Come in here, whore!" I yelled to him. "On your hands and knees. And don't let the dildo fall out!" He crawled into the bathroom, carefully squeezing his ass cheeks together. I gave him a rolled up bill and watched my straight little skaterboy snort the T off the toilet seat. It was almost a shame it wasn't a nasty, dirty toilet, but there was time for that later. I slowly fucked his ass with the dildo as the lines went up his nose. "Now, get me hard!" He turned toward me and reached up, unzipped my fly, and fished out my soft cock. He took me into his mouth and started sucking. I leaned over and fucked his ass with the dildo as his warm, wet mouth made my cock rock hard. I pulled it out and and turned him so his ass was facing me. I pushed his shoulders down until his head was on the floor and his ass stuck up. I slid the dildo out, enjoying the site of his hole gaping open. I spit on it a couple of times and watched as my saliva ran into him. I spit on my dick a couple more times before I started pushing it into him. TJ groaned as he felt my huge pole stretch his pussy wide open again. I'm sure he was very sore after last night. Good. When I was buried in him as far as I could get, I held myself still. Then I started pissing. I hadn't pissed in hours, so I knew I had a lot to empty into my human toilet. My steam was strong, and he moaned as he felt it spraying against his intestines, flooding deep into his guts. After what I swear had to be at least a quarter of a gallon of my hot piss, I finally ran out. I pulled my cock out and stood up. "Don't move and DON'T let any of that out, whore!" I ordered him. "I'll be right back." I left and returned to see TJ hadn't moved a muscle. I put the plug back in him to hold in the piss and stood him up then sat him on the toilet. I gave him the pipe, and he looked as happy as an pig in shit as I went to work. I clippered his pubic hair off his crotch and balls before covering them with cream and shaving them smooth. Then with some manipulation, I had a chastity cage locked on him. It was a metal one, nice and heavy with a urethral sound on it. I stood up and looked down on him, raising his chin so he was looking up at me. "Now, reach between your legs and pull out the plug." I instructed him. He did so and my piss started shooting out of him. He tried to look away, ashamed. "Keep your eyes on me whore!" I ordered him. He looked at me with a uncomfortable look on his face. I swept his hair aside so I could stare into his blue eyes. It's amazing how people can do all sorts of crazy and humiliating sexual things, but the act of emptying ones bowels is still so intimate and embarrassing. I stared into his eyes, asserting my dominance over him as he emptied himself of my piss. When he finished I told him to wipe himself up and come into the living room. When he joined me, I attached his restraints behind his back, then guided him over to the window. The window that overlooked the skate park. It was busy, lots of kids practicing their tricks, or standing around talking. I recognized a few of them as friends of TJ. I pushed his face against the window as I kicked his feet apart. Then, with nothing more than some spit, I slid my cock into him. I looked at his friends outside as I buried myself into him, knowing they could see us if they looked up here. He just moaned with his face against the glass. "Look at them whore." I said to him as I fucked him. "Look at your friends down there TJ. They could look up here and see you taking a cock up your ass. What would they say TJ, huh? What do you think they would say if they knew you were up here taking cock up your ass. That you had traded your ass, your mouth, your body for drugs. What would they say if they knew you were a dirty little meth whore, huh? What if they knew you were gangbanged last night? What would they say if they knew you took load after load into your whore ass from men you didn't even know? Huh? What would they say?" TJ half whined and half moaned as I fucked him harder against the window. "Well it doesn't matter. Do you know why? Because I own you now. You belong to me to do with what I want. Isn't that right? You're my dirty little cocksucking, ass fucking cumdump meth whore, aren't you? Huh? Come on tell me bitch. Tell me you belong to me. Tell me you're MY nasty, dirty, cumdump meth whore, you fucking slut!" TJ moaned as I said those nasty things to him. "Yessssss." He groaned. "You own me. I'm your dirty little cumdump whore!" As soon as he said those words, I grabbed his hips and slammed into him over and over as I filled him with cum. I rotated my hips and rubbed my load into the walls of his intestines. "Oh yea whore. I own you now. You're mine." TJ just moaned as my cum filled him up.

Part-2 Things pretty much stayed the same for the next few weeks. Every two to three days TJ was up in my apartment when he needed more weed. And I was more than happy to keep supplying him as long as I got to suck that big 19 year old cock. Maybe suck is too nice of a way to put it. TJ was very aggressive and loved the fact that I had no gag reflex as he pounded his pierced cock down my very receptive throat. He loved to bury himself balls deep and hold my head tight against his hairy crotch as he pumped his huge loads of teenage cum right down my esophagus. And I loved every second of it. And because he was young and horny, he was always good for two loads. And I always rewarded him well for his stud service. I even got him to strip naked everytime while I serviced him fully clothed by offering him more weed. He may have technically been the rough trade, swapping his body for drugs, but I was the one who felt like the dirty whore, and I loved it. So after a few weeks of this, I decided it was time to take it to the next level. I gave TJ a soda laced with G. Not enough to knock him out, (although I do enjoy playing with a unconcious boy. There's few things dirtier than fucking and breeding a passed out boy, filling him up with my babies.) but enough to have him loose and vulnerable. So after he finished his soda and we had emptied a couple of bongs, he was high as fuck as he reclined, buck naked in all his scruffy, pierced and tattooed white trash glory. I began to slowly suck his cock, taking my time with it as I massaged his balls and taint. TJ just moaned as he limply laid back on the couch. I made slow love to his cock as I slowly pulled his skinny body over the edge of the couch and started to roll him over. "Dude, what are you doing?" He slurred. "You're not going to fuck me!" "Sssshhhhhhh." I silenced him. "I'm not going to fuck you, I promise. I just want to show you a new pleasure." I reassured him as I pulled out another baggie of weed. This time it was a full 1/4 oz. TJ looked at it with glassy eyes before he reached for it with an unsteady hand, grabbing it and clutching it to his chest. "All right," he mumbled, "you can touch it, but I don't get fucked." "Not yet you whore." I thought to myself as I handed him the loaded bong. TJ took a couple of more big hits as I got a real good look at his ass. His cheeks were covered in a light brown fuzz, and his crack was filled with a dense fuzzy trail. My mouth watered as I slowly spread him open, getting a look at his asshole for the first time. A musky smell hit my nostrils as I gazed down at his hairy brown hole. My cock was rock hard as my mouth moved toward his soon to be discovered pleasure spot, knowing I was about to be the first person to touch that promised land. My tongue lightly tickled his hairy hole and he gasped in surprise. I flicked at his brown pucker and blew on his hairs as he lightly moaned. Then I started licking his hole as his moans grew louder and longer. I planted my mouth against his shitter and really went to town. I sucked and nibbled on TJ's straight boy pussy, showing him for the first time in his young life just what a pleasure center his asshole was. He totally took me by surprise when he reached back and spread his cheeks apart, giving me better access. "Oh fuck dude!" He panted. "Eat my ass you dirty faggot! Oh fuck that feels good! Eat my hole!" And eat it I did. I stuck my tongue in him, past his anal ring which brought more moans and more dirty talk from him. I ate him out for probably 15 minutes before he groaned, "Dude, I'm gonna cum!" I quickly flipped him over as I wet my index finger and jammed it right up his straight skater boy cunt, hitting his prostate. He let out a howl of ecstasy as he grabbed my head and skull fucked me before shooting another one of his big loads down my throat. TJ collapsed back onto the couch in a sheen of sweat as the last drops of his cum dribbled onto my tongue, allowing me to taste the trashy young studs semen. "Dude, I gotta piss." He announced with his dick still in my mouth. "Do it here." I mumbled around his cock. "No way dude! I ain't fuckin doing that!" I was on a pure lust high and quickly grabbed another 1/8 and held it up. "Do it!" I demanded. "Give me your piss!" TJ paused for second before snatching the weed out of my hand. "God damn you're a disgusting queer. All right faggot, get your mouth on my dick!" I trembled with excitement as I took him back into my mouth and waited. It took him a few moments, but eventually a small stream started, which quickly became a large stream. I had trouble keeping up and piss dribbled out of my mouth onto his hairy legs. "Oh fuck dude." He groaned as he experienced another new erotic sensation, that of a warm mouth around his cock as he expelled his urine. "Oh yeah you dirty fag. Drink my piss you nasty bitch. Drink it all you dirty piss drinking faggot bitch!" As TJ verbally abused me, I reached down to my rock hard cock, and in just a few strokes, I was shooting off into my shorts as the last of TJ's piss flowed into my mouth.

The problem with condoms for me. Is that once I put that rubber on, the hard on soon disappears.

As Jake grew still, Nathan realised that most of the fun he could have in the boy's throat was over so he pulled out. It was like watching a snake leave the nest of some small animal that it had just gorged itself on, time slowing down and the hole process seemed to take tens of seconds. My cock was rock hard as I watched Nathan spin Jake round, keeping him on his back but angling his cunt to his end of the bed. Hitching his feet over his shoulders, Nathan rubbed his wet cock head against Jake's puffy ass lips and they did their natural trick of parting around him, pushing out to envelop his glans without any conscious effort from Jake who was still pretty much out of it. At this point, I noted the contrast between Nathans manhood and Jake's shrivelled excuse for a cock. The mass of Nathan was many times that of the little runt's and I'm almost sure that Nathan's leaking piss slit could have swallowed Jake's clit. Nathan savoured that kiss from Jake's pussy for a few seconds before sliding his hips forward and pushing a slick 8 inches straight into his chute. Such was the kid's small size that 8'' meant Nathan had slid straight through his inner ring without much resistance, however his advance had been abruptly stopped by the contours of Jake's insides which were resisting Nathan and giving the big man a certain amount of pleasure as they did so. His foot-long horse cock has a noticeable upwards curve to it and I figured that this must be contributing to the difficulties he was having in getting inside the kids guts which maybe sloped in a different direction. The fact that he was the first man in that deep obviously wasn't helping and the pain had been enough to bring Jake around, who was now groaning and staring up at the beautiful man on top of him. Nathan noticed that his fuck toy was awake. "Gonna let my big cock into you boy?" Jake whimpered in response as Nathan began short stabs with his cock, battering at the resistance. "let me in...gonna punch my way inside you" I'm sure Jake would have let him in if he could but he wasn't in control of his insides so Nathan kept punching away, occasionally mixing in long, slow thrusts. I was stroking myself, watching this non-assuming guy destroy my little toy, fuck knows what he was doing to his insides...whatever it was, minutes later I saw Nathan almost lose his footing as Jake suddenly gave way and he found himself deep inside. Such was the big man's depth that Jake's gaping lips had partially swallowed one of his balls though that was now freed as Nathan steadied himself. The kid's mouth was gasping like a goldfish out of its bowl but his screams were silent. "Fuck yeah, kid. I'm deep in your womb now, made my own shortcut, perfect place to drop my black babies in you". Nathan tried his first out stroke from his new, full-depth position and clearly experienced a bit of resistance which caused the kid to shudder and him to smile. As he pushed back in, he looked at me, and said "better not have this guy's baby in you, slut boy, because my seed is gonna knock you up. This is the purest, black batter and it always takes" Jake was now pretty much silent, drifting in and out a little and Nathan gave him a little slap occasionally when he wanted to remind him what he was doing to him. After five minutes or so, he was clearly in an easy rhythm and any real resistance inside Jake had disappeared. He gestured me over, using his eyes to to point me at Jake's skinny little tummy. I looked and could clearly see the end of Nathan's length outlined inside the kid's stomach area. As he moved out the outline disappeared but when fully in, I could see about half of his shaft. He held it still and then flexed. Jake's skin rippled as each flex brought the cock to the surface of the kid. I reached out, caressing Nathan's cock, feeling his hardness inside my boy; it felt amazing. Nathan loved the attention and the feeling and continued to massage himself inside Jake. I climbed astride the kid, shoving my manhole over his face which, even now, resulted in Jake's reflex response of eating out my raunchy hole. I was able to sit squarely over him and reach down the short length of his body to run my tongue over the moving predator that was feeding inside his stomach. We kept this up for at least twenty minutes, enjoying the destruction of the boy under us but, eventually, Nathan began pushing slightly harder and at a slightly different angle, rousing Jake and increasing his pleasure. I knew he must be close and sat back full weight on Jake, to enjoy the show. He was really stabbing into his target now and it looked like his cock head was pressing the flesh even harder and thinner. " Gonna dump my killer strain right n you kid. Gonna poz up your worthless, ruined guts with my killer babies". His words changed to grunts as I felt Jake hyperventilating under my sweaty hairy hole at the same time that his soft little clit dripped a small load of sickly looking cum (the first I'd seen from him since I crushed his balls) and I swear I actually saw the outline of Nathan's cock pulse inside Jake's ruined body

I was still fully hard in his guts but humping in and out more gently now, gliding through a heady mix of my seed and Jake's cunt juices. I told Jake how my DNA was rushing into his blood stream, seeking out his cells and overpowering them with ease. "You're eating me alive?!!!" "Kinda, kid". "Did you always plan this?" "Yeh. I do it a lot" "oh" "but you are different, I've built up to this and I want to keep breeding you" "Is there anything I can do?" "There's meds, like what you used to take, but I doubt they'd do much for you" "oh". "I think you want this, to be my prey" I fucked him as deep and gentle as I could, relishing his little body under me. I felt his ruined ass twitch and guessed his clit was getting hard under him. Finally, some minutes later, he answered "yes, I want it. I need you to use me, I wanna be your prey" "good boy, you've found your purpose" "but, please, don't leave me" "I won't" Hearing his mind submit to me after so easily dominating his puny body was a major turn on. I rolled us over so that Jake was sprawled on me, my cock lodged in his guts. I could see his hard little cock, which was dripping his milky pre. "I'm close to cumming Jake. Close to dumping a lethal load in you. You can get off me if you want. Drag your maggot body off me, feel my bull cock slide out of you" I felt him tense up, beginning to sit up, survival instinct kicking in maybe? He lifted himself off me a little, dragging me through his shredded insides. Fuck that! I pushed him back down, hand on his shoulder, and scooted my thighs up, wrapping them round his, immobilising him. "no way baby, you are my cum dump now". He was pinned back down on me now. He whimpered as I used his body to milk my cock, pulling it up and down me with my thighs. "Ripping you up, fag, planting my babies". His cocklet was rock hard and I felt a trickle of juice as he climaxed in my tight grip, relishing his role as a sacrificial flesh light and I was soon pumping another load of toxic scum into his recently pure and clearly very fertile guts.

Part 7 "Sure you can see it" I told the kid, mentally willing my cock to remain semi - soft "but first, sniff this". I offered him my strongest poppers, shoving his nose into the jar and closing one nostril. "Sniff, deep, it won't hurt you but it will feel good". he did as commanded and we repeated it three or four times before I stood up in front of him, Jake still on his knees. I lifted the leg hole of my trunks slightly allowing my heavy uncut bell end to, weighed down further by the 6g PA. He literally gasped, moving closer to it in the process. "Unwrap it, Jakey", I instructed and he wrestled my trunks down over my thighs to reveal his prize. Without instruction, his tongue darted out to taste me and I was definitely beginning to lose my battle with the swelling blood vessels in my fuck weapon. "Open wide", I instructed and lowered my cock head and several inches of shaft into his soft mouth before sitting down on the sofa to enjoy the show, my hand on the back of his head. At this stage, he still had room to manoeuvre is tongue, which felt great, and to breathe. I knew he'd be getting a nice load of my potent pre which seemed to be to his liking judging by his groans. This seemed like a good time to pull him onto me a little deeper, which I did, dangling my cock head and PA down his throat and getting at least half of me into him. He gagged a couple of times, but not as much as most first timers (if that's what he was), obviously turned on and relaxed a little by the poppers. I now allowed myself to swell in him, experiencing the gorgeous sensation of a throat fighting to compress my cock and losing badly. I'm pretty thick all over but I've got a very pronounced cock head with a big narrowing off before the rest of my shaft begins, so I released the pressure on his head allowing him the impression of freedom but knowing full well that I was lodged in him, like a dog trapped in his bitch. Without a fair bit of pain, there was only really one direction my cock was going for now and I sat back on the sofa, leading Jake with me as he realised his predicament. Once comfy, I lifted my feet in the air and used my calf muscles to guide him further onto me, eventually feeling him ground out in my sweaty balls, fully impaled. He head was now ideally placed between my thighs so that when I sat up a little, I was able to use them to slowly rock him back on forward on my cock. You don't get a lot of movement like this but it suits me fine and looking down to see that dirty blond hair with my tree trunks wrapped around it was a major turn on. He was getting a little air on the out-stroke so I was able to rock him like this for five or ten minutes or so, in which time his little struggles and whimpers stopped and turned to groans. I could have kept it up all night to be honest but it felt like the right time to inject this little runt with a big hit of protein and my superior DNA, so I placed my hands back on his head and picked up the pace, watching him struggle for air as I did so. Looking down at him again I realised just how weak he was and, now, I wasn't feeling the need to protect but the need to predate. I clenched my thighs round him again then rolled us over so that the back of his head was on the sofa and I was able to truly fuck his throat, driving myself in and out of him. His hands were flailing on my arse in panic as I enjoyed him, my PA dragging up and down, outlined in him and clear to see for anyone who wanted to look. It was intense and, luckily for Jake, couldn't last long. In under a minute I felt my nut build and then a little pain as I struggled to flex my seed down my cock, which was heavily constrained in this fuck sleeve, and out into his empty stomach. I was growling loudly as Jake grew still under me, his soft little nose pressed into my bio haz tat, no air getting through to him at all. In seconds, my conscience returned a little and I dragged my cock out of him, his throat snagging on it's almost fully hard girth. He fell back, breathing but dazed as I sat down heavily next to him, sated for the moment.

Part 5. It was fairly late by the time I finally pulled out of Runner guy. Three loads of my kids now swimming around the faggy body of this guy that had somehow sired kids of his own in the past. I heard Jake closing his balcony door above as I got ready for bed so I knew he was safe and well without calling on him directly. That night I slept well, wondering whether my latest conquest would be rushing out for PEP or messaging me on BBRTS for more; it goes both ways tbh. The next day was another scorcher, so unusual for this Easter period. I could hear Jake's TV upstairs, more wrestling shows and I called up to him at one point, just to check he was ok. I'd decided to let us both cool down a bit in case I did anything he might regret and spent my morning and afternoon working out, catching up on Netflix and checking Grindr and BBRTS. Not much seemed to be happening on either so by 8pm I decided to take a run as the day had cooled a little. The park was practically deserted with just one or two other runners but there were a few figures lurking in the shadows down by the canal bridge. I pulled up, leaning against the bridge wall to tease out a knot in my hamstring and anything else that might need it. I could sense a bit of movement right under the bridge, an area that roughsleepers sometimes used, so I stepped into the gloom, eased my cock down the leg of my runners and began pissing like a horse just metres from where I could see a ratty looking young guy sat up on his sleeping bag. Instead of looking away or challenging me, he was staring at my cock which was quickly hardening. I took in his slim body, about 5'8'' and 120lbs, I guessed. His hair was still fairly short and he didn't look old at all. A new arrival I guessed, probably kicked out by his parents for something. My piss eased off but I kept my heavy cock hanging there for his pleasure, like a baited fishing line. His last chance to pull his gaze away, which he didn't take. I don't often fuck homeless guys, I'm not afraid of STDs but they are a hassle I can do without as they impact on my fitness, now and then, in a way in which my virus doesn't. This guy looked fresh though and I was even hornier than usual as I walked over to him. He stood up as I got to him and I spun him round so his back was to me, clamping my bicep round his scrawny neck as my other hand yanked down his sweat pants and surprisingly crisp CK boxers. I was already probing his tight hole with my PA as he squirmed in my grip, which I tightened a little. He didn't seem to be expecting this and was getting a little vocal. The chances of anyone hearing or caring were low but it seemed prudent to shut him up so I reached my big palm up to cover his mouth. In doing so, my bicep flexed a little against his neck and I could sense his movements lessening as I compressed his carotid. My cock swelled at the thought of how my muscle was dominating this little fuck and I flexed harder. He managed only a few weak struggles before falling fully limp and I wasted no time in slicing my cock fully into him, ripping him in the process, a feeling I love. I fucked him deadweight in my arms for a few strokes and then lowered him to the ground as he started to come round. I kept my arm in place and pinned him to hard earth slamming my full weight into him with each thrust. I used my bicep to keep him close to the edge of consciousness, which I think he appreciated as it numbed the pain he was clearly sustaining as I lost control. I wanted this fuck to smash this chicken up, not just to implant my death seed in him. His thin neck was like a weak sapling in my grip as I pounded blow after blow into his body, no doubt bruising him badly. maybe cracking something in that exposed rib cage, the thought of which turning me on even more. All too soon, for me, it was time to unload and I fired volley after volley into his broken body, quickly releasing his head and dragging my bloodied cock out of him as I stood up, only pausing to crouch and wipe my cock in his hair before tucking it into the mesh of my running shorts and jogging off home. At home, I showered and felt more relaxed than I had in days. I'd not felt that level of aggression in my fuck before but it had now passed. It seemed like a good time to check in on little Jake. He was still down - isolation, his parents and his meds all playing on his mind but clearly stoked to see me. He looked kind of worse for wear too but I bigged him up and gave him a beer and we talked a little. he really got into the positive mental attitude stuff that I have to deal in as a PT and I explained how meds can be a crutch if you aren't careful. Then we got onto his favourite subject; wrestling. "Do you still wrestle?" "Yeh, sure, now and then. It's not a job or anything" "You have the gear?" "yes" "Singlets or trunks?" "Both" "Can I see?" "Sure. But...it's two way thing" "Two way?" "Yep, you have to wear the gear too" "Me? Erm..." "That's the deal" he nodded meekly and I shuttled off downstairs, my mind racing. What to wear? For me I chose a pair of white trunks, medium, so three sizes too small, and for Jakey, well, for Jake I picked the briefs I'd worn that day with Soccer Boi out of the laundry basket - as yet unwashed. Downstairs again, I changed in his bathroom while he went to his room - accepting my explanation that my other wrestling gear was in my gym locker. The trunks really struggled to hold me in, pushing out my butt cheeks and package. I wasn't hard (amazing self control) but the PA was very clearly outlined against the lycra along with the rest of my bull cock, and an occasional glint from the leg hole could be seen as the trunks struggled to cope until I made a blatant adjustment with my hand. My self control was tested to the extreme as I got my first proper glimpse of his milky white, hair-free chest and pert little nips. A small snail trail, barely visible, tracked the centre of a non-existent tummy in to the loose waste-band of my beloved briefs. Once again, the copious material obscured his package and this time hung off his shapely little butt cheeks (the only thing keeping the briefs up). I licked my lips as he walked right up to me, the top of his head just above my own rock hard nipple. "wanna wrestle?", I asked him

I pulled on a pair of briefs and shoved Soccer Boy out of my door, patting his arse on his way out "top you up sometime, maybe". "Eh?" he mumbled in confusion as he slipped away. I'd barely got myself sat down when there was an urgent tapping at the door. It was Jake, stood there in his baggy jeans and t shirt looking panicky and worried. "What's up matey, you want to come in?". He rushed inside, taking in my almost naked state but still on the edge of some sort of attack. It was some minutes before I had him calm enough to find out that he was stressing about his lack of meds and that his parents were now too ill to speak to him on the phone. Horniness forgotten, my big brother instinct kicked in and I quickly agreed to let him stay over. Another beer seemed to calm him further and I showed him my shower while I put clean sheets on my only bed. I could see his partially obscured body in the en-suite as he showered and I got the bed ready. There really was nothing to him and his skin was so pale and delicate. I couldn't help licking my lips as he emerged wrapped in one of my hand towels, the dumb twat (though I was glad of his mistake). I found a pair of my boxer trunks and an old workout singlet for him to wear. Reluctantly giving him some privacy, he emerged, trunks hanging loosely on his thin thighs, half way to his knees with ample loose material around his unseen package. On me, those were hipster length, the leg hole stretched around my thigh which was surely much bigger than his waist. pulling the crotch tightly around a large cock and ball bulge that had nowhere else to go. The singlet hung loosely, like an old fashioned night dress. We shared another beer, Jake telling me more about himself and his illness. It seemed to be a little like HIV in that his immune system struggled to cope with anything out of the ordinary though the meds were different and much less effective. It was clear that they had a psychological effect on him too, hence his stressed state tonight. Finally, it was time to turn in. with Jake insisting we should share the bed. In two minds, I agreed, knowing I needed to be close to this hot little man but also knowing it would be torture for me...

As I’m a bottom I don’t care if I cum as all I care about is the Top cumming in my ass. When he is finished with me it’s my job to clean off his dick for His next bottom. My needs don’t matter as I Can cum later.

"Oh yeah, take that poz load you fucking slut." It was the handlebar mustache fucking me. I liked his dick. It wasn't the huge one. It was thick with a big head and curved up. When he fucked me there was a lot of pressure on my prostate and he knew how to work it to make my useless bottom dick cum from amazing assgasm. "Take his gag off," someone ordered from the dark. Hands fumbled for a moment and then the gag was slowly, gently raised out of my mouth. Whoever removed it was a true gentleman and knew how much it would hurt having worn it so long. Hands were on my face massaging my cheeks and jaw. I kissed them as they passed over my lips. I felt a soft beard on my nose before the full lips were pressed against mine. Tongue deep in my mouth, I sucked on it and massaged it with my tongue. He pulled away and rubbed his beard across my cheek then whispered in my ear, "Beg for his load." It was Allen, the married guy who invited me. "Beg for his AIDS," he slapped my face. I cried out, "Fuck my neg hole. Give me that poz load. I want your AIDS. Make me toxic like you." The only sound was the clanking of the chain and grunting from the handlebar mustache as he shot his load deep in my ass. He reached down and grabbed the harness, pulling me up to meet his gaze. We locked eyes for a moment as he tried to figure out which part was the lie. His dick was still rock hard inside me. He leaned in to kiss me. He sucked and nibbled on my lips with such passion I wanted to tell him I loved him and almost did. "Well if the lying little slut wasn't poz, he definitely is now," the handlebar mustache slapped me hard. "Now tighten that hole boy. I'm going to fill you up with piss and you're going to keep it inside." "Yessir," I panted. He let out a long sigh. My wrecked cunt filled with hot piss, expanding, stretching, flushing all their poz loads deep inside me. "Keep that hole tight boy." He pulled his dick from my ass and walked around the crowd. "Suck it clean." I licked the mixture of all of their cum from his hairy balls. Teased him with my tongue. He shoved his dick all the way in my mouth. It fit perfectly, hitting the back of my throat just as his pubes pressed against my nose. I was so intent to lick and suck every drop of cum from his dick and pubes I didn't notice he was unlocking the shackles until I noticed the pain in my wrists. One by one they shoved their dicks in my mouth and I cleaned them with my tongue. The handlebar mustache was unlocking my ankle restraints when he said, "I'm going to plug your hole. You're going to be plugged all weekend. If you aren't getting fucked you'll be plugged." "Yessir." He pressed a large butt plug against my hole and worked it in. It was blunt and hurt, but then it was inside me and the neck stretched my ring just a little. Keeping me open. "I'm going to help you out of the sling now." He guided my feet from the stirrups and lowered my legs slowly. I sat up and let my feet touch the floor. My legs were shaky and sore. He kissed me gently and said, "You need to unload. You're going to cum in my ass, slut." My stomach was covered in my cum because I had been oozing all night from all the fucking. It was dry and sticky, but he spit on my stomach and wiped it down to my shaved dick. Then he spit on my dick. He sat on the sofa and put his legs up. I spit on his hole and started to go slow, but he wrapped his legs around me and pulled me into him. I pounded his hole just as firmly as he pounded mine and leaned forward to kiss him again. His mustache smelled of essential oils I couldn't identify, something woodsy and musky. His tongue was smooth, he whipped it gently in my mouth. In the moments we kissed I was madly in love with this leather muscle bear who pozzed me. It didn't take long for me to cum. We didn't stop kissing. I shot my load in his ass and kept fucking him while we kissed until my dick hurt. He whispered, "Good boy. Now let's take a nap before we head out." Everyone else had already gone to bed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down a hallway. Allen was already asleep in the bed. His husband must have been in another room. I crawled across the bed to Allen. He wrapped his arms around me and the handlebar got in, squeezing me between them. He kissed me gently again and exhaled, "I'm Carlos."

Yeah once, they were of him BUT were like 6 - 8 years old - he still looked similar but hadn't aged so well. It annoyed me and we still went in for coffee but it ruined the experience. A big thing I notice now is not so much blatant catfish but more massive manipulation of photos - certain angles to clearly hide baldness or those filters that give them perfect skin or teeth. Why bother when you are going to meet IRL and look like a clown?

I was once, he used pictures that didn't look like him and presented himself as being far more in shape, hung, etc. than reality. He started a shuck and jive when we got face to face and I just grabbed his crotch and got on my knees. I really didn't care how he looked, I just wanted an anonymous load that night.

Yes my pozzing day was the best of my young life and I am so proud to be a poz slut now

I've been poz for nearly eleven years, and I enjoy having sex with other poz men. As one commentator said in an earlier post, poz guys are a lot more fun in bed -- no inhibitions.

9. Aiden "Fuck, you're a hungry guy," I said, whispering it into Jay's ear. He turned to me and smiled. The innocence of his smile belied his position; the boy was bent over, with a muscular man burying his manhood in the boy's hole. Unbeknownst to the boy, that fur-covered man was infected with HIV and it was far too late for Jay to protect himself. Of course, every boy I found attracted attention from a certain circle of collectors. There were always men who appreciated the special pleasures of a first edition. Jay smiled again. His smile was amazing. Even a hardened pimp like me could see that Jay's smile was what set him apart. He wasn't just the latest sequel in an increasingly tired story line. His smile made him something unique and special. Men were going to want to make him their own for more than just a few hours and those men were going to be happy to pay for that pleasure. "It feels so good," Jay said. Between the distant, far-off stare in his eyes and his soft, flaccid cock, I had been pretty sure that Tucker and Damon had introduced Jay to the pleasures of crystal. "So wet," he continued, his words slurring a bit. His voice confirmed my suspicions. He had partied. It was a perfect set-up for me. I would get to voice my disapproval before giving into his pleas to join him in the party. "Oh FUCK," Alex grunted, as he pushed himself back into Jay. There was the final spasm of his body as the last of his balls emptied out into Jay's hole. Alex gasped for air as Jay pressed up against the hairy man. Jay's metamorphosis into a cum-crazed, drug-fueled slut was well on its way. I had started it, now it was my responsibility to take him all the way. "Fuck," Alex moaned again. Alex leaned in. "That was fucking amazing. We gotta play some more." He winked at me. "Aiden has my number." Rod had paid handsomely for his privileges, but that didn't mean that other men wouldn't be able to enjoy the pleasures of breeding Jay. Besides, Alex had chosen to medicate his disease; unlike some of the men at the party, his semen was harmless. "I'll make sure you two connect," I said. I wasn't sure if the two men heard me. Alex had pulled out and spun Jay around. The men were kissing deeply as the savored the afterglow of the orgasm. "Connection," Jay murmured. I could see him struggling to put together sentences as the drugs hit him hard. It was the perfect time to pull him deeper into my world. "Yeah," I said. "Connection. That's good." "It is," Alex said. He pushed Jay towards me. The young man wrapped his arms around me. His body was hot and sweaty against my skin. I felt his heart pounding. "Aiden's a good guy," he said. "Make sure he calls me," he said to me. "Of course," I said. I pulled Jay closer to me. "Having fun?" I asked him, as Alex disappeared into the crowd of men. "Yeah," he said. I leaned in and kissed him. He barely struggled as my tongue pressed into his mouth. I could taste the bitter remnants of the crystal plus the salty hints of pre-cum. It was hard to believe that Jay had never even kissed a man, much less one fuck him. But if he was to be believed, this was all new to him. "I want to fuck you," I said. The boy's reaction was immediate and predictable. His hand reached down for my crotch and found my cock straining against my underwear. "Damn," he said, as he ran his hand over my bulge. "I want," he started, but then couldn't get out the rest of the sentence. I let him off easy and kissed him again. "I want you to fuck me," he finally managed to say. I reached down and guided his hand into my underwear. His fingers brushed against my cockhead. "You like this, don't you?" I asked. He nodded and wrapped his hand around my shaft. "You like getting fucked, don't you?" Jay continued to nod. He was still holding onto my erection. "Yeah," he said. "I do." He smiled again, and it was hard not to slide my dick into his wet, sloppy hole right then. "You want to fuck me?" he asked. "Now?" He had pulled it together enough to ask the only questions that mattered to him. I wanted to pound him hard and load him up with my strain of the virus. But the night was young and before the sun rose the young man's hole would still be able to make me some money. "I was thinking," I said. The boy's face fell. He wanted dick. Any dick. My dick. "After this," I said. He perked up a bit. "Maybe we can go back to my place. Just you and me. And just spend some time together." He was smiling now. That was the pleasure of a boy like him. Exploring being a bottom and tweaked out on crystal, he couldn't contain his desires or control his actions. "Would you like that?" "Yeah," he said, blushing. "I would. I'd like it a lot. I like you" I shouldn't have worried about turning Jay. He was a natural crystal whore. "I like you too," I lied, even as I kissed him again. He would learn soon enough that as much as I liked him, I liked the drugs and money his ass could bring even more. "There's one more old friend here. I want you to meet him," I said. "I'd like that. And I'm looking forward to after. With you." "Me too," I said. I was looking forward to the few hours we would get to spend together. But his reasons were not my reasons, and my reasons were the ones Jay needed to be afraid of. My cock twitched in anticipation, in anticipation of being part of the destruction of his innocence. We kissed once more, but I broke it off. "Come on. One more friend. I know you're going to like him." "Ok," Jay said. Any delay before his next dick was more than he wanted. Even if we didn't find Doug immediately, the chances were high that any interruption was going to satiate Jay's cravings. "Is everyone here hot?" Jay asked, as we navigated through the mass of men. Some were just talking, but more were making out, sucking, or fucking. I doubt Jay noticed, but there was not a single condom in evidence. "Hey," someone said from alongside me. I recognized the voice and when I turned, I saw Dennis. Officially, he worked at the bath house nearby, but unofficially, he was one of my steady and reliable sources for party favors. Given the time, he must have come straight from the bath house. I looked him over. He was just the kind of interruption that Jay needed. Dennis had on a pair of tennis shoes and a leather band around his left wrist. His cheeks looked a little more sunken than I remembered, his body looked a little more wasted than before. However, one thing hadn't changed; his thick cut cock was just as big as ever. It was hard to tell if the decline was due to his virus or his drug habit. Either way, he was just the kind of new friend Jay needed to meet. "Dennis," I said. "Wow. Great to run into you." "Yeah," he said. He looked over to Jay and looked him up and down. "New acquisition?" he asked. "Dennis, this is Jay. Met him at a club tonight, and thought he'd enjoy the party here." Not that it was needed, but I put an emphasis on "party." "Hi," Dennis said, reaching out for Jay. Jay was momentarily stunned, unable to take his eyes off of Dennis's thick manhood. Even before the boy could react, Dennis had pulled Jay to him. "Having a good time tonight?" he asked Jay. "Yeah," Jay said, then let Dennis press his lips against Jay's mouth. The two kissed. Dennis wrapped his hands around Jay's torso and sought out the boy's butt cheeks. "A lot of fun," Jay managed to say, before Dennis started to rub the boy's cheek, reducing the young man to soft moans of pleasure. "You want something up there?" Dennis asked. Jay could only nod. "You want to get my dick up there?" Jay nodded again. Dennis looked at me. "He free?" "All yours," I said. I wasn't going to make any money off of this encounter, but it would be worth it. The next teener from Dennis would likely be suspiciously large. Not to mention Dennis had stopped taking meds nearly six months ago. He has explained he didn't want to be putting too many chemicals in his body and he wasn't going to give up his party favors. I didn't care for the reasons. All it meant was that Dennis would give Jay his first injection of high viral load semen. "Can I cum in you?" Dennis whispered into Jay's ear. I was close enough to hear it. He looked up at me. He wanted permission to do what he wanted to do. "You want it, don't you?" I whispered. "You want his cum, don't you?" Jay nodded. "Tell him. Let him know what you want." "Yeah," Jay finally said. "Please. Cum in me." Dennis smiled, and spun Jay around. "You ready?" Dennis asked. "Lubed and ready?" "He is," I said. I didn't bother with asking Jay; I didn't care about his answer. Dennis would be the fourth guy to fuck him tonight. Jay already had four loads up there not to mention all of the pre-cum. The accumulated fluids would be enough for Dennis and his thick Latino cock. It would have to be enough for Dennis. Dennis hadn't bothered waiting for my response. He had already lined his cock up with Jay's hole. As soon as I gave him permission he pushed his shaft into the boy. "Oh fuck," Jay grunted. His tone was a combination of pain and pleasure; he was more than willing to endure the pain for the obvious pleasure. "Oh FUCK," he grunted again, as more of Dennis's cock disappeared into Jay's tight hole. "Feel good?" I asked, directing my question to Dennis. "Hell yeah. So tight. And so fucking wet, too" He grabbed Jay's hips, and pulled the boy all the way down on his dick. "Needed a slut like this." "He's yours to use." "He ready for a full-blown fuck?" Dennis asked. Jay wouldn't know the significance of the phrase, but I did. Full-blown AIDS. It was no wonder that Dennis looked worse for the wear; between the damage his virus was doing and the heavy toll the illegal drugs took, his body was struggling to stay healthy. "Full-blown?" I asked. "Yeah," Dennis said. "Full-blown. Found out a few weeks ago." "Damn." I turned to Jay; he was bent over, legs slightly spread, giving Dennis the best access to his unprotected hole. My dick twitched, thinking about Dennis's cock dripping his AIDS-infected pre-cum into the hapless young man. I was not going to tell Rod what had happened; Rod had paid well for the pleasure of infecting Jay, and I wasn't going to be a buzzkill. "What are you doing?" "Enjoying every second of it," Dennis said. "Sharing my gift." I leaned in to Jay. His face was agonizing pleasure. He knew he was getting fucked. He knew he was getting pushed to his absolute limits. But he knew he was powerless to stop it, powerless against his animal instincts to get fucked. "You want Dennis's gift?" He nodded vigorously, blissfully unaware of what he was agreeing too. "You want a full-blown fuck?" Jay nodded again. His fate had been sealed hours earlier, completely without his permission. "So big. So hard," he grunted, as Dennis shoved his cock in and out of his hole. "Fuck me," he moaned. "Fuck me hard." "Good boy," I said, and stroked his curly hair. I kissed him, this time allowing his tongue to explore my mouth. He was vulnerable and weak, and I was going to take full advantage. "You're going to let Dennis cum in you, aren't you? Let him give you his gift?" "Please," he nodded. "Cum in me. Give me your gift." He had no idea what he was saying. He was just parroting back what I had said. But it was enough. I kissed Jay once more. I was sad that in his very first night with me, his innocence and purity was going to be so utterly destroyed. But there was money to made in that destruction, and I was not going to let it go waste. "Make me proud," I said, before standing back up. "Give him his first full-blown breeding," I told Dennis. "Fuck yeah," Dennis said. The full length of his Latin dick disappeared into Jay. Deep inside of the boy's body, Dennis's engorged dickhead had begun to drip a thick, dirty fluid into Jay's unprotected body. Correctly used, the fluid was designed to ease the process of impregnating a woman. But tonight, this was a fluid made for infecting a man. It would lubricate Dennis's thrusts into Jay's body and already had more than enough virus to forever change Jay. "Does he know?" Dennis asked. "No. Hasn't even asked," I said. Jay didn't seem like he was all that stupid; the club where we had met was a hang-out for college kids. If he wasn't stupid, that left only two other options; he was either naive or high. Or, most likely, both. There would be time later to remind him about his weaknesses and mistakes. By then, it would be too late to make any difference at all. The futility of his rage would make the moment all the sweeter. "My kind of twisted pig," Dennis said. His cock disappeared back into Jay's hole, where the Latino's poisonous pre-cum could best do its treacherous work. Of course, every man who had cum in Jay: Rod, Damon, Alex, and now Dennis had delivered a toxic payload. That Dennis was so much further along than any of the others made the fuck so exciting to watch. "I'm sure you guys can find time to play more," I said. I didn't want to deny Dennis his pleasures, especially with the unique load he was going to deposit it Jay. But, I was eager to give Jay my own load. It was the best perk of my job; there was always a selection of fine young men to breed. "You want Dennis's load," I asked, turning my attention back to Jay. His eyes were glazed over, and he struggled to even focus on me. "Yeah," he mumbled, "Cum in me," he continued. His words short and clipped and he struggled to form even a simple sentence. "Fill me with your seed." Dennis pulled me back up and gave me a quick kiss. "Fucking sweet hole your boy has. Wanna seed that tight, unprotected hole." I put my finger to my lips, reminding him to be discreet about his desires. "Oh damn," Dennis grunted. "Stealthing a boy," he whispered, "Fucking stealthing the college boy." He pulled almost all the way out. His cock was slick with ass juice and dick snot, but before I could appreciate it properly, Dennis pushed it back into Jay. "Take my load," he grunted, as the familiar spasms of orgasm wracked his body. "Take my fucking load." He took one hand off Jay's waist and wrapped it around me. Although he acted the tough Latin top, my dick had found its way into his muscular hole more than once. His kiss was not unexpected, and I let him explore my mouth. "Breeding your tasty new neg boy," he whispered into my ear. "Blasting him full of my poz cum," he whispered, just barely loud enough for me to ear. Even though I had already made plans for my own toxic seed to be injected into Jay's hole, I was still jealous of Dennis. He had gotten there first and with semen even more AIDS-ridden than mine. But as Dennis pressed his tongue back into my throat, I realized that there was no need for jealousy. All three of us were getting off on the experience. "Fucking give it to me," Jay moaned, as the warmth of the semen spread through his body. "Fill me, fill me" he continued. "Fill me," he repeated several times. "Charging him up," Dennis grunted. Even in the middle of orgasm, he had the presence of mind to not say it too loudly. My own dick was straining against my white underwear, a wet spot growing on the left from the steady drip-drip of pre-cum. I needed to get inside of the boy soon. I wasn't sure if I could even wait for the last man of the night to have his way with Jay. "Fill him up for me," I replied to Dennis. Jay was going to be even better if he was dripping by the time we left the party. Besides being the perfect lube for fucking, the semen would make it easier for last shard of crystal to dissolve in his ass. "Fuck," Dennis said. "I needed that." He began to pull out, taking his time to work his load into Jay's unprotected hole, and ensure that every drop stayed inside the young man. "We gotta do this some more," Dennis continued, as he pulled Jay back up. He pulled all three of us into an embrace which devolved into a three-way kiss. "My balls are drained," he said. "Into my hole," Jay said. "Drained into my ass." "Yeah," Dennis said. He reached down into his socks and pulled out a business card. He handed it to Jay. "I work six to midnight, Wednesday through Saturday. Come by. I'll make sure it's a party." It was a free pass to the bath house. I took it from Jay and tucked it into the waistband of my underwear. "I can carry it for you." "And one for you," Dennis said, handing me as well. Between Dennis and my boys, I hadn't paid admission in ages. But the card was useful; it almost always got me an extra gram or two of favors. Dennis gave Jay one last lingering kiss. "I want to see you soon," he whispered into Jay's ear, before gently pushing him to me. Even before I could say good-bye, Dennis disappeared into the crowd. It would be only a few minutes before he would be in heat again and shortly after that, another poor boy would get his ass filled with pozcum. "My hole is dripping," Jay said, as he wrapped his arms around me. I wrapped my arms around him, letting my hands seek out first his ass cheeks, then his crack and finally his fresh young hole. He was right. There were a few drops of cum leaking out of him. "It happens," I whispered into his ear, as my finger ran around the edge. "It's a reminder of all the men who have been inside you." He rubbed up against my bulge. "I want you inside me," he said. "I want your cum too." "Come on," I said. There was still one more old friend I wanted Jay to meet. Doug had thick salt-and-pepper chest hair, that lead down to a good-sized dick that remained dangerously hard all-night long. He had come out in his forties, pozzed out a few months later, and had been sharing his gift ever since. "One more guy for you to meet." "I just want to play with you," Jay whispered in my ear as we threaded our way through the crowd of men. "Me too," I said. "But soon enough," I continued. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of grey under a light. Even with just the glance I knew it was Doug. "This way. You gonna let him fuck you?" I asked Jay. "Yeah," Jay said. "I am. I'm gonna let him fuck me good." The bluntness was the crystal talking. I was going to have to re-stock before we left; I wanted him totally acclimated to the party and play experience. I pulled Jay close, and we kissed. As we made out, a familiar figure came out of the crowd and pressed up against Jay. "Jay," I whispered into his ear. "Meet Doug." "Hi Doug," Jay murmured. He leaned his head back, and the two men kissed, before I helped Jay turn around. "Nice," Jay said, before he leaned into Allen and kissed him again. The two men were closely matched in height, the younger one a bit taller. "You're a sexy one," Doug said. His hands were already grabbing Jay's ass and I was not surprised to see his fingers disappear into Jay's crack. From the gentle moan that emerged from Jay, Doug had managed to find the boy's hole. "And a hungry one," he continued, winking at me. "Why don't you get to know Doug a bit better," I told Jay. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him down to his knees. "Get his dick wet for him." Doug's cock was already semi-hard; it would take only a bit of attention from Jay before Doug would be sporting his infamous titanium-stiff fuck rod. "Yes, Sir," Jay said, and started to lean in. "Wait," Doug said, and reached down. He carefully removed Jay's glasses, folded them up, and handed them to me. "Don't want to get them dirty," he continued, before guiding Jay's head onto his dick. "And I want to see those beautiful green eyes of yours." Jay greedily swallowed Doug's cock. Just semi-soft, it went easily into Jay's mouth, as the boy looked up at the older man adoringly. The men may had wanted the orgasmic relief that Jay had brought them, but it was clear from Jay's desire that the boy needed their cum far more. "Oh fuck," Doug moaned. He ran his hand through Jay's curly hair, gently pulling the boy further down on his cock. "That feels so good." "Can he take it all?" Doug continued, looking back at me. "You won't know until you try him, will you?" I said. Eventually, Jay needed to be able to take Doug's cock without a second thought. The more practice he got, the sooner that day would come. "This I'm gonna enjoy watching." "Almost as much as you're going to enjoy face-fucking him?" I asked. I had seen Doug destroy a boy's throat several times. I wondered if he was in his mood again tonight. "Almost," he said. He turned his attention back to Jay. "Ready?" he asked Jay. His tone made it clear that there was only one answer. Jay nodded, not taking his eyes off of Doug's body. "Right on," Doug said, and grabbed Jay's skull between his two hands. He held Jay in place effortlessly. The two might have been just about the same size, but Jay had submitted entirely to Doug's mature masculinity. "All the way in," Doug said, and pushed his dick into the young man. "Ooomph," Jay grunted as Doug's shaft hit the back of his throat. His eyes bulged slightly, not yet expected the full-bore assault on his throat. He closed his eyes for a moment, fighting to keep his body's natural reactions under control. When he opened his eyes again, there was still the terror of gagging, but with the steely resolve of a born cock-sucker questing for his true sustenance. "All the way," Doug said, smiling, as he pushed another inch of his cock into Jay's throat. "Make me feel good," he said. Jay was struggling under the assault, but correctly, all of his efforts were in the service of making Doug's cock feel good. "Oh damn, that's nice. So wet. So warm." Doug leaned back against me with his eyes closed as he enjoyed the pleasure of the blow job. "He's a champ," he muttered, just enjoying the masculine pleasure of getting sucked off. "Not even gagging on my dick." I looked down. His cock was a solid rod now, rigid and unyielding, despite the turns Jay's throat demanded of it. "Oh, hell yeah," he grunted, as the last inch disappeared into the young man's mouth. "Mmmmph," Jay grunted, as he forced himself to get used to the thick shaft filling up his throat and blocking his breathing. "That's it," Doug said, turning his gaze back to Jay. "Show my dick some mouth-love. Massage my dick head with your throat and make me drip right into your gut." Jay gulped, swallowed, but remained focused on Doug's cock. "Damn, you haven't even gagged. Now, I want to fuck you." He pulled his cock out, leaving just the head in Jay's mouth. His shaft was glossy with Jay's spit; it would be enough to lubricate it when Doug slammed it into the boy's hole. "You wanna get fucked, boy?" he asked. "Fuck me?" Jay replied, his mouth still full of Doug's dick. He was still staring at Doug, as if the slightest blink would mean that the hairy daddy and his hard cock would just disappear from in front of him. "We don't have to do it, if you don't want to." Doug was not one to pass up a tight young piece of ass. Especially one that was rumored to be HIV-negative. "But," he began, as he stroked the young man's cheek, his thumb running over the light stubble. "But, it would be so nice to share that with you. Really get to know you." He smiled at Jay. "Your choice," he finished. "Please?" Jay replied. "Fuck me? Give me your load?" I doubted that Jay had even processed what Doug had said. The pent-up desire from so many years not getting what he needed was all that he could think about. "Fuck me, please, Doug." "That's what I want to hear from my boy. Fucking eager to get his ass pounded." Doug pulled his dick all the way out of Jay's mouth and pulled the boy back up. "Turn around and show me that ass." Jay did as he was told. We had all gotten used to the dim light, yet Jay's ass seemed almost to glow, it was so white and perfect. He bent over, and spread his ass cheeks apart, offering up his tender and abused hole. "Fuck," Doug grunted, as he spit on his dick. "That's an ass I could fuck all weekend." "That's always an option," I said. Doug was more than good for it, and his infected sperm would find Jay's ass a very fertile ground to flourish and grow. "I know Jay will be very appreciative of any gifts you could give him." "Ohhh, damn," Doug moaned. He pressed his raw cock into Jay. Jay's hole opened up easily and allowed the older man's hard shaft to penetrate into the boy's guts. "Ohhh, damn. That's even better than your throat." "Fuck, daddy. Your cock. It's so hard." Jay wasn't thinking; he just instinctively called Doug "Daddy." Not that it mattered. Doug had fucked his way into the Daddy Hall of Fame years ago. "Yeah boy. You're going to take my dick. Take my cum." "Please, Doug. Fuck me." Jay was pressing his ass up against Doug's groin, taking every inch of Doug's cock and fucking himself deep and hard as the older man stood there. "Give me your load." "How many have fucked him already?" Doug asked me. I had to think a minute. "Four guys," I said, counting in my head; there had been Rod, Damon, Alex, and Dennis before Doug. "And five loads." "Charged up?" "All of them," I said. "But he doesn't know." "Fuck, that's hot," Doug said. "Fucking hot." He grabbed Jay's waist and held him in place as he forced his dick deep into the boy. "Fucking breeding him." "Charging him up," I whispered into Doug's ear. It was the depths of the night, when time slowed down and what little decorum we had started with disappeared. It was time to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh and all of the dirty, sleazy fantasies that could come true. "Infecting him," I continued. "Damn, Aiden," Doug murmured. "I'm gonna fucking breed his hole." "Please, Doug," Jay said. "Cum in me." "Breed him," I said. Just for Doug to hear, I continued. "Fill him up with your poz cum." "Oh fuck," Doug said. "Getting close," he grunted, and slammed his cock deep into Jay. "Fucking on edge here," he continued, his breath shallow and fast as he stood at the edge of orgasm. "Give it to me," Jay said. Any doubt in Doug's mind about Jay's needs were erased with that statement. "Fucking load me up." I wondered if Jay had any idea what a dangerous game he was playing. So much of what he said was coded language for bug-chasing and pozzing. But he was so helplessly naive that it was hard to believe it was anything other than him parroting back what he heard the men around him saying. "Oh, hell yeah," Doug mumbled, as his body shook with the spasms of orgasm. "Fucking take my hot load," he grunted. His hips bucked and forced his dick deep into Jay's body and his cock unloaded its deadly payload deep into the young man. "Take it all!" "God, that feels good," Jay said, as Doug forced his dick into the boy. "Fill me up." "Give him what he needs," I said. This time, it was loud enough for Jay to hear. All three of us knew that Jay needed sperm; only two of us knew the deadly extra that the boy was getting. "Give it to him deep." "Oh, hell yeah," Doug said. "This is only the first load," he continued. He slammed his cock in and held it. "Fucking sweet ass." "You gonna fill me up again?" Jay asked. Even listening to him closely, I couldn't tell if he was excited or scared by the prospect of a second load in such quick succession. "Hell yeah, boy. I've got another hot load for you. You think you can take it?" "I want to," Jay replied, not quite answering Doug's question. It didn't matter. Doug was going to seed the boy regardless of Jay's desires, and I was more than happy to hold Jay in place while Doug took his time fucking his poz load into the boy. I switched positions, from behind Doug to facing Jay. He was smiling, but it was that distant, desperate smile of a tweaker. He didn't care who fucked him, or how hard he was fucked, as long as he got a load of cum at the end. "Fuck yeah," Doug said. Over Jay's shoulder I saw him wink at me. Jay's ass had been lubed up by his poz load, and it was now time for Doug to properly enjoy his newest boy. "Gonna work that load into you." "Do what you need," I said. I looked right at Jay. "I know he can take it." Jay's eyes locked on mine; he was simultaneously excited and terrified at the possibility. He had realized exactly what he had signed up for and wasn't yet sure if he could follow through. "He's made me proud all night." I was not going to make this any easier for him; seeing him at the very limits of his sexual endurance only made my dick drip even more of my own toxic miasma of virus, semen, and sperm.

7. Damon The wife had left for the weekend, visiting her sister, and it was my chance to do everything that she didn't need to know about. I slammed back into the boy. Aiden had introduced him, but I couldn't remember his name. James, maybe. Jay, maybe. It didn't matter. All that mattered was my cock, and how all eleven inches was buried deep in his defenseless hole. "Give me that pipe," I said to the other boy. His name was Tucker. I had fucked him the last time Tanya had visited her sister. I remembered him because he had passed out when I forced the last inch of my cock into his hole. I didn't bother to stop. His hole had stretched open to accommodate and welcome my dick and I was not going to turn down such a pleasure. Besides, Edward had given Tucker a safe word. It was not my fault he had fainted before he had a chance to use it. "Yes, Sir," Tucker said. He handed me the pipe; it was still relatively full of crystal. After her sister, Tanya was going on a work trip. I had several days to enjoy myself, and I was going to do it properly. I took the pipe and torch, and started to heat it up. "Now we're really going to have some fun," I said. Well, at least I was going to have some fun. Tucker and the boy Jay, well, they were the toys that I was going to have so much fun playing with. Hopefully, I wouldn't break them. But, if I did, there were plenty more faggots where they came from, hungry for my thick, long, black cock. I stuck the pipe in my mouth, and inhaled. The drugs were clean and potent and I sucked in thick clouds, letting them fill my lungs. It had been a while since I had partied, but Edward's monthly event was the perfect place to indulge. It was a collection of horny men and eager boys, where the only goal was pleasure. The drugs were plentiful, and mercifully, the condoms were non-existent. "Oh yeah," I grunted, trying to hold as much of the hit in as possible. I pulled out, until just my dickhead was inside Jay's hole. My shaft was wet and glossy. Since I had used only the smallest amount of spit as lube, most of it was cum, relentlessly injected by other men at the party. "Fucking slut," I said, then slammed my cock back into his tight pink hole. His hole made a lovely squishing sound, as my dick rubbed the accumulated spooge into his hole. "Oh god," Jay moaned. It was hard to tell if it was pleasure or pain. It was harder to tell if I cared or not. "Take it, faggot," I grunted, finally exhaling the crystal cloud. "Take my hard fucking cock." "Another one, Sir?" Tucker asked. I had handed him the pipe, and he was offering it back to me. "Why not?" I said, and took it from him. "The night is young, and we are all just getting started." Once more, Tucker dutifully held the torch under the pipe as I sucked down the thick clouds. It felt good to be getting high again. My tolerance wasn't as high as at previous times, and even the few hits I had done had gotten me flying. Aiden had mentioned that Jay was a novice, but that was hardly my concern now. The drugs were flowing through my blood, concentrating in my hard cock, pushing me forward. Another hit was going to take me to the next level, and I hoped that Jay would be able to keep up. "Think he can take it?" Tucker asked me. I gave him a sharp look. "Sir?" Tucker added quickly. This is what I loved about these parties. I was the dominant man here, and the faggots did what I told them. Outside of the penthouse, I was just another black man, subject to all petty indignities and insults. But here, I was a god among men, my status in direct correlation with the size of my black cock and the wrath with which I used it. I didn't have to ask for anything; from the finest drugs, best alcohol, and tightest holes, it was provided to me as if I were born to it. And when I fucked, I could fuck the way I wanted: without mercy or compassion. It was not making love, it was fucking, and any pleasure the bottom got was a personal affront. My lungs were full, so I nodded almost imperceptibly to Tucker. He took the cue, and pulled the torch away. "Please?" he asked, and I nodded. He took the still-smoking pipe and inhaled deeply on it. As good as Jay's hole was, it was only enough to whet my appetite. Tucker was going to be my main course, and he would need to be flying if he wanted to take what my mind was plotting out for him. I slammed my cock back into Jay, as I exhaled my hit. The young man shuddered, but he quickly controlled it and let me take advantage of his hole. "Give him the hit," I told Tucker. Jay was the appetizer; I would get him ready for the next man, and he would get me ready for Tucker. I wanted to deliver Jay tweaked out, cummed up, and broken down. It would take him some time to learn his role as a faggot, a plaything for men, but the men he would meet tonight would be excellent teachers. I exhaled my hit. The thick white cloud engulfed the three of us, and I could barely see the glow of the torch through it. Tucker knew what was coming for him, and he was getting prepared the only way he knew how. "I'm sorry," Tucker whispered to Jay. I don't think he cared if I heard. Tucker pressed his lips against Jay's and exhaled the hit into the other boy's lungs. As the drug began to hit, I could feel Jay's hole relax and open up. Of course, it just allowed me to penetrate further into him. The two faggots made out, but I didn't care. The longer Tucker kissed Jay, the longer Jay had to hold the drugs in his lung and the higher he would get. He was already starting to shake a bit; he was a novice crystal addict. "Oh fuck," I moaned, as my dick slipped deeper into the boy. It seemed impossible that I could fit that much meat into Jay, but the boy had taken all of it. I pistoned it in and out of him, pushing myself closer to the eventual release. "I'm gonna breed your faggot hole," I grunted. That piqued Jay's attention. He broke off the kiss with Tucker, turned his head and stared at me. He was still wearing his glasses. It was a small thing, but made him seem even more naked than if he were without them. "But is it safe?" he asked, as he exhaled his hit. The cloud was dense, but not dense enough for my liking. "I dunno. Are you on the pill? I've gotten two girls pregnant already," I said. "And did I tell you to exhale?" I grabbed his arm, yanked him back up, and whispered in his ear. "You're gonna do three things for me, faggot. First, you're gonna do a proper hit from the pipe and hold it for as long as I want you to. Second, you're going to let me wreck this faggot hole the way I want to. And third, you're gonna thank me properly when I breed you. You got that faggot?" "Yes," Jay said, gasping for breath as I forced my shaft into him once more. I twisted him arm a bit more. Jay yelped in pain and my cock twitched in pleasure. "Yes what, faggot?" "Yes, sir," Jay said. This time it was my turn to shiver. There was Nothing like hearing a faggot call me "Sir" to get going. "But, maybe, can you not be quite so hard?" "Fuck, faggot," I said, and slammed into him as hard as I could. "Oh god," he grunted. No one around us even looked up. The noises of men dominating other men were often loud and agonizing. Many of us found them arousing. I twisted his arm a hair more. He was starting to sweat, but he still smelled like expensive hair products. Aiden had said it was his first time at the party, and I was glad I could make it memorable. "Sir is more than enough for me," I said. I released his arm; the faggot's ass clenched again as it flopped back to his side. I loved how it hurt more when I released it than when I held it in. "Now, do a hit, and see if you still want to ask me to go slow." "Yes, Sir," he said. A bit of swagger had left his voice. The job was not fully done; that, of course, would take weeks. But I had started the process. "Yes, Sir," he repeated. He was swinging his arm slowly, bringing sensation back and finding out how badly I had pulled the muscles. "This time, I want you to do it," I turned to Tucker. "Give him the pipe and torch." Tucker handed them to Jay. As Jay stuck the pipe in his mouth, I pushed my cock all the way into him and held it there. "Make it a good hit." Tucker was a dutiful faggot, and explained how to hit the pipe to Jay. "Hold it a little further away. Let it melt. Only when the bowl has filled do you inhale." I forced myself not to pull out and slam back into him, but it was difficult to restrain myself. Right in front of me, a boy was turning into faggot, and it was my dick that was doing the conversion. Jay was a good student, and it didn't take long before his lungs were just as full of crystal as his ass was with my cock. "Your turn," I said to Tucker. He smiled, and took the pipe from Tucker. As Tucker hit the pipe, I grabbed Jay's waist with one hand and wrapped my other hand around his mouth and nose. He started to struggle, but I held on tight. I pulled his head back, and rested my chin on his shoulder. "Listen, faggot," I whispered into his ear. He nodded. "You are here for men like me. Your mouth, to suck cock. Your ass, to take cock. Your lungs, filled with tina. Your little faggot dick, not my problem. I reached around and slapped his balls. I felt his ass tighten in pain. "Fuck yeah, faggot," I said. "That feels good. Fucking good. You wanna do that again?" He shook his head back and forth, but it was pointless. "Doesn't matter what you want. It's about what I want." I slapped his balls again, this time harder. His body jerked but it only served to impale him on my cock. "Fuck faggot. You want a real man's cock, don't you?" Jay nodded. There was no enthusiasm, nor any fear in his motions. The tina was clouding his mind, and I wasn't helping it with my hand over his mouth and nose. He was starting to shake a bit, but it was hard to tell if that was the crystal hitting him, or his body beginning to black out. Not that it mattered. His ass was tight and warm around my cock, and I could feel the other loads of semen squishing around inside of the boy. If I knew Aiden, by the end of the night, Jay was going to be dripping sperm. "You want my load, don't you?" I asked. Jay nodded again. It was weaker than even just a few seconds ago. He reached up and tried to pry my hand from his face. "Mmmlease?" he managed to get out, wasting a bit of precious air. "When it's time," I said. His body was now definitely shaking, and the clenching and relaxing of the muscles was not just limited to his legs and arms. His anus was one extended, exquisite muscle spasm. He was milking my load, and I was struggling not to erupt inside of him. "When it's time, you're gonna get it. Big, thick load of my sperm." My dick was throbbing, and it was all I could do to keep from cumming. But I wanted to prolong the pleasure. It wasn't time to seed his hole. Instead, I released my grip on Jay's mouth and toned down my intense pounding of his hole. I felt his desperate gasps for air, even as both he and Tucker both exhaled their thick clouds of crystal. I kept Only the head of my dick inside of him, waiting for the crystal rush to hit. "Not yet time for me, faggot. Gonna enjoy this hole a bit more," I said, slowly going in and out in short, careful strokes. I could do this all night. I would do this all night. All the things I couldn't do with women, with my wife, I could do to the hapless boys at Edward's party. Destroying a hot, tight asshole. Blowing giant clouds of crystal meth. Choking a boy until he passed out. Breeding a man with my seed. The night was young, and I had hardly begun. The slut took a deep breath in, and I felt his hole relax. The hit of crystal was finally taking effect. It began at the center of his body, his young, nearly virgin asshole, and radiated out across his wiry frame. But I didn't care about his body. It was his ass that I was focused on. I slammed my shaft into him. He gasped, exhaled, and whimpered. Deep in his guts, my dick trembled and some pre-cum leaked out. "Hand me that pipe," I told Tucker. It was going to be a fucking good night and it was time for another hit. The young man handed me the pipe. I held it up. Leo had packed it well, and there was still a nice pool of tina at the base of the bowl. I took the torch and began to melt it, carefully rotating the pipe to keep the drugs from burning. It didn't take long for the drugs to melt and the bowl to fill. I inhaled the thick clouds, letting them fill my body. The drugs would push me to a state of mind few had ever seen, one where the darkness took over, and I existed in a perfect balance between happiness and regret, pleasure and anger, love and hate. "That's a big one," Tucker said admiringly, as I continued to suck on the glass pipe. Jay craned his head back, trying to watch, but Tucker did his best to hold it in place. "He's doing it for you," he whispered to Jay. "I know," Jay said. My dick quivered again, and another drip of pre-cum landed in the boy's hole. I was going to have to do another hit after this. I only knew one way to enjoy this boy's hole, and it was full-out, balls-to-the-walls, no-holds-barred manfucking. If I was to do it properly, I needed to be totally fucked up. I held the hit for three deep strokes into Jay. It felt like hours, as each fat, hard inch plunged into the boy's hole. I could feel the cum he had already collected slip past my cockhead, lubricating it on its mission deep into the boy's body. My own cock was now dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into the boy, further marking him as the playthings of a true alpha. "Do another one," Tucker said. "Jay deserves it. You deserve it." I exhaled. "I think I will," I said. I had already decided. But with Tucker's urgings, the majesty and mystery of Jay's hole, and the perfection of my erection, I decided to make it a hit for the ages. I exhaled a few more times as I re-heated the bowl. I needed to make sure my lungs were as empty as possible. When the bowl began to smoke, I stuck it back in my mouth, and inhaled slowly. I wanted it to be only drugs, no oxygen. I wanted my brain to stop and my dick to take over my actions. As the air powered my body, the tina powered my dick. As I inhaled, my hips went on auto-pilot and started to thrust against Jay's ass. It forced my cock into his body, causing both of us to gasp, me in pleasure, the boy in surprise. I didn't care. I was in the zone, smoking some amazing crystal, and fucking tight, fresh hole. This was the life. The only care for me was pleasure, and I had all I could handle. It took a while, but my lungs filled with the thick cloud. Just before, I let the torch go out, and I sucked down the last few bits of cloud before the bowl also cooled. This time, I held the hit for six hits. It was twice as long for a hit that felt twice as good. It was enough to power me through the night and well in the next day. I just hoped that Edward and Aiden had found a few heavy-duty bottoms for me to enjoy next. Jay's gasps made it clear he wasn't used to the only kind of fuck I knew. "Take my cock, faggot," I said, slamming it into him a seventh time as I exhaled. The cloud engulfed the two bottoms. "How does it feel?" Tucker asked Jay, their two heads still lost in the clouds. "Like I'm being split in two," the other bottom responded. "That's how a fuck is supposed to feel," Tucker said. "Fucking hard as steel." Jay gasped as I pushed in a little deeper. But at the same time, he pressed his ass back against me. He was hungry. He had just discovered dick, and he had the hunger of man tasting happiness for the first time. "So fucking big, too." "But you're taking him," Tucker said. The cloud had cleared, and the two boys were holding on to each other, Tucker helping Jay take every forceful shove of my shaft. "You're taking every inch of him." "And he hasn't passed out yet," I said. "Unlike some boys." Tucker grimaced, remembering the last time we had played. He had begged me to stop, before he passed out. I stopped long enough to give him a booty bump. He woke up just as the drugs hit, and just as I slammed into him hard. I wondered if, in that drug-addled, sleep-high moment, if he thought he had woken up in heaven or hell. Another grunt from Jay ripped me back to the present. My balls were pressed against his ass and my dick was dripping. I was getting close. Almost closer than I wanted, because I wanted to leave a mark. In the morning, when Jay stumbled home, I wanted him aware of every millimeter of his ass. I wanted him to remember me as the one who really opened him up. "Feeling good?" Tucker asked me. He was holding Jay in his arms, the boy's head against his chest. I noticed the boy was still wearing his glasses. They gave him a slightly nerdish look, and I felt like the prototypical school yard bully. The feeling was pure power. There was no uncertainty if Jay was going to submit; he had already done it. There was no uncertainty if I was going to dominate; my dick was already in his ass. "Fuck yeah. Helping take this faggot's cherry." "He's gonna feel it in the morning." "That's what a faggot is for," I said, slamming my thick black dick into the young man's tight hole. The boy was sweating, but whether from the drugs or the fuck, I neither could tell nor cared to know. "To take a man's cock. And to take his cum." "That's the spirit," a new voice said. I turned, and Aiden had come up. He was standing, watching our little tableau. "That's what I hope from Jay. An eager cumwhore." Aiden ran his hand over Jay's back, his path traced out in the sweat on the boy's back. He ran his hand through the boy's curly brown hair. "How's my boy? Doing good, right?" Jay shook his head side to side. "No?" Aiden asked. "What's up?" "Head's spinning," Jay managed to stammer out. "Ass hurts." It wasn't clear he could keep a thought any longer than those four words. "And you?" Aiden asked, turning to me. "How's that hole?" "A little tight at first." "But now?" "Just right." "Good to hear. And he's been good?" "Fucking amazing. Didn't pass out like Tucker. Or, rather, hasn't passed out yet," I said. I smiled at Tucker. His expression was grim. He already knew that he was the backup plan. Although, with the way my cock was feeling, Jay was merely the appetizer before Tucker's hole turned into my main course. "Well, you can't have everything." "Nah. But it's all good." "Yeah. You gonna cum in his hole?" Aiden asked me. "Hell yeah," I said. I slammed my dick into him. Aiden's question had made me acutely aware of the tingle at the tip of my cock. It was my precum flowing into the boy. It was my dick throbbing in anticipation of release. It was me making sure Jay knew he was my bottom. "Fucking getting close," I grunted. "That's what I want to hear," Aiden said. "Let the animal take over." Unfortunately for Jay, the animal had already taken over. I was just watching, letting the primeval part of my brain do the basest act of fucking. "Give him your load." "You're going to get it," Tucker said. "Lucky," he mouthed. He had still not had the pleasure of my cum, since the last time, his punishment for passing out was that he didn't get the pleasure of my orgasm. I had jerked off, as he gingerly touched his hole while feverishly jerking his own dick. He had begged me for my load, but I made him watch as I ate it myself. "I know," Jay said, barely aware of the drama he was starting. "You want it?" Tucker asked Jay. He was talking to Jay, but he was staring right at me. The expression was very familiar. It was a look of hunger and need. He was distraught, that it was Jay who was getting fucked. He needed a dick slamming into his hole and filling him with cum. "Yeah," Jay said. It was only a single word, but he was just like Tucker. Released by the crystal he had done, his hunger for cock and cum had overwhelmed him, and he had no ability to hide his wanton desire. "Let Damon know it," Tucker said. "Beg him for it." If I didn't know how Tucker had begged for dick, I could almost hear a dominant top. "I fucking love that," I said. "Beg for my load, faggot." "Please, you gotta give it to me. Cum in me. Fucking give it to me." Aiden wrapped his arm around me. It was a little too familiar, but I couldn't bring myself to do anything about it. My cock was doing all of my thinking, and Aiden's touch only pushed me closer to the edge. "Cum in him," he whispered into my ear. "Cum in his ass." I remembered the first time another man had said that to me. I remembered how I was balls-deep in him. I remembered how it felt to be inside of him raw, to be dripping my pre-cum into him. Unlike so many women, he didn't tell me to pull out. "Oh fuck," I grunted, and slammed my cock into Jay. "Oh yeah," Aiden said. He had seen me cum enough times to know my tells. "Fucking load him up." "OH FUCK," I grunted again. My balls were tight against my body, and the barest move of my dick sent waves of pleasure up and down my shaft. "OH HELL YEAH." I didn't care that I was surrounded by many other men. My goal here was to get off, and I was going to get off the way I wanted. "GOD DAMN," I grunted, as my dick throbbed and pulsed. "TAKE IT," I roared, the spurt of cum shooting down the length of my shaft and directly into Jay's helpless ass. Before I could even get over the pleasure of the first spurt, another jet of white-hot semen inoculated the boy's hole. "FUCKING TAKE IT," I grunted. "Give it to him," Aiden said. I could barely understand the words, but I knew exactly what he was telling me to do. I pulled out my dick a few inches, then pressed it back in. Jay's hole was noticeably better lubricated from my sperm. That only served to milk out two more volleys of seed, further loading up the young man's tight hole. "Make his first night taking dick a night for him to remember." "Oh fuck yeah," I said. "Fucking filling him up with cum." My hips were still pushing in and out, even as my dick became incredibly sensitive to each movement. "He came in you," Tucker said. He wanted a load. The jealousy was painful to hear. I couldn't stand still carefully enough. Each tiny bit of movement brought the most agonizing pleasure. Even though I had just cum, my balls were still swollen. I wanted to shoot again, and I knew that Tucker was going to be the perfect victim for the drug-fueled, depraved second fuck of the night.

I started when I was 12, sorta wish I had started younger, but I still have lots of fun memories using my young age to get men to whip out their dicks fairly easily haha

About a week ago when we had a nice warm day, I decided to wash and wax my car and then head to the park, after I got off my construction job. I pulled into the parking area away from other cars. There were quite a few people taking advantage of the nice weather. I turned on the CD player and got started on the wax job. Rubbing out the finish started to make me sweat; so I pulled off my t shirt to get some rays. Pretty soon a dude pulled up to park on one side of me, and then another dude pulled up on the other side. I glanced to both of the dudes from time to time in their cars, and both kept their eyes locked on me. One dude was obviously stroking his cock because I could see his upper arm and shoulder moving. The dude in one car looked to be in his early twenties, handsome, dark hair, baseball cap, and a nice smile. The other was tanned, handsome, short blonde hair, green eyes, and a cool smile too. Four or five dudes walked by slowly while I was waxing the car, making it real obvious they wanted me to follow them into the woods. When I got around to the one side of the car, the dark haired dude kept looking at my body, and smiled at me. When I would glance at him from time to time, I would catch him looking at my crotch. When I worked my way to the front door, I could almost "feel" his eyes on me. I turned around and he looked at me from my eyes down to my crotch and just moaned. I winked at him and he just moaned real low and kinda opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but didn't. I would glance thru the car window openings, over to the blonde dude and he just smiled too. Both dudes seemed hot but I couldn't tell what kind of bodies they had until I finally made it around to the other side of the car near the blonde dude's car. He got out of his car and was wearing a pair of orange umbros and took off his t shirt and headed for a picnic table that was maybe 10 feet in front of my car. He had a great little jock ass, a nice toned bod maybe about 160 lbs, and was obviously workin it for me. Just thinking of sliding my big cock into that hot little jock ass was giving me half a bone in my jeans. The blonde sat up on the top of the table and leaned back watching me wax the car. The dark haired dude got out of his car and was leaning against it drinking some bottled water while he watched me sweat my ass off. He didn't take any back seat to the blonde either. He had on a t shirt that clung to his pecs and was loose at the bottom and he too was nicely toned, and had a celtic tatoo around one bicep. I didn't get to glance at his ass but I could tell he was put together well and you could see the outline of his hard cock in his jeans since he was the dude stroking in his car. I was thinking to myself how fucking hot it would be to bury my cock in both of their bellies because they both were hot. Finally the dark haired dude walked up to the side of my Blazer I was working on, and said "Your car looks kick ass." I thanked him, and said it was a lot of work because it is black and black shows the dirt. He said "Do you mind if I ask you how much do you workout?" I said that I didn't mind and told him 5 days a week and that I am a personal trainer 4 nights a week. He said "Jesus man your bod rules." I laughed and winked at him and thanked him for the compliment. He gave me a bottle of water, and, he told me that he plays soccer and works out at the gym 3 days a week at the university nearby. I glanced over to the blonde and he was leaned back on his elbows and I could see his bod stretched out and love trail on his lower abs disappearing into his loose jeans. Finally I was done with the wax job, and went over to this spicket and washed my hands off and dried them off on my t shirt that I stuck in the back of my jeans. As I walked back to the Blazer, I noticed the dark haired dude had walked up to the blonde and they were talking as the blonde was staring at me. I had no fucking idea they knew each other, and decided one or both of them would be getting my sweaty muscle plowing their jock ass or hot mouth. I locked the car, and started towards the path that takes you into the woods away from the families that come there. As I walked I looked over at the two dudes and they both watched me. About 5 minutes later I leaned against this huge ass rock off the main trail and down about a hundred feet. The area is well known as a hot spot to get your cock wet by a hot jock if you can fend off the damn trolls who offer you bucks to suck your cock. It wasn't long before I heard someone walking towards me off the main trail and it was the dark haired dude and the blonde. They kind of walked up to me nervously and the blonde said "Dude you have a great body." I looked at him and said "And you guys have a great ass." He said "You don't know how much I would like to have you in my ass." Both walked right up to me and both started playing with my pecs, abs, and back, and the blonde grabbed my crotch and said "Fuck man you have a huge cock." I said, "Why don't you take it out and suck it man?" He wasted no time getting on his knees and unbuttoning my jeans and pulling out my 9" in his fist. The dark haired dude started licking my balls and started moaning as the blonde opened his hot mouth and wrapped his lips around my shaft. Both dudes were moaning as their hands played with my abs, back and legs. The blonde tried swallowing my cock and choked and gagged on it and came up for air, and as he did the dark haired dude slid his mouth down my shaft as the blonde drove down on my low hanging balls and was slobbering all over my sack. The dark haired dude pulled up off my cock and precum was hanging from his lips and he said "Fuck I want that cock in me man!!!". I pushed his head back down on my cock and he tried choking his way down to my bush and I buried my cock head down his throat. The blonde was moaning and moved down between my hard ass and was tonguing my hairy hole and sticking his tongue as far as he could into me. I just pushed his blonde head in further and the little fuck just moaned louder as I used my abs to slam my cock as far down into the dark haired dude's mouth as possible. Fuck it felt great getting eaten out and burying my cock in the other dude's hot throat. The blonde had unbuttoned his jeans while eating out my ass and was holding his cock against his abs and his precum was flowing down into his small bush. They traded off sucking my cock and eating my ass as I reached down and tweaked their nips. I pulled both of their heads up and looked down at them and said "I wanna fuck both of your hot asses." Both of them just moaned and the dark haired dude said "FUCK YES!!!," and the blonde got up on his feet to pull his jeans off and the black haired dude followed. I told both of them to lean against the big rock and I played with both their hot asses as both were licking my pecs and the blonde was licking out one of my arm pits. Both had small bubble butts, the dark haired dude had just a soft down on his hot tanned ass and the blonde was smooth as a baby's ass. As they sucked on my pecs, I reached back to both of their asses and got one...then 2 fingers in their mancunts and both jerked forward and moaned. The dark haired dude said "Oh man fuck my ass with that huge cock dude....I need that cock in my ass!!!!" The blonde kinda slumped over supporting himself on the rock and his tight jock ass clinched my fingers and he pushed back onto my hand and groaned deep. He said, "Fuck man I need your cock!!!" I pulled my fingers out of the blonde and spit down on my hard cock and left my fingers in the dark haired dude's hot ass and finger fucked him as he too groaned like hell. I placed my cock head on his pink hole and just leaned my muscle into his jock ass and let my 9" slide up his gut and my one hand held him around the side of his waist as he yelled out "Oh God man, fuck my ass!! He gasped for breath and I just burried my cock into his belly and my abs were on his ass. I started plowing his hole and his body tensed up and his fists were pounding the rock in front of him. "Dude you are going to make me shoot...your cock feels so hot in my ass!!!". I thought to myself...no fucking way is he going to shoot yet; so I pulled all the way out and slid 3 fingers up his mancunt and pulled my others out of the dark haired dude and replaced them with my thick cock and just plowed into him....I could just tell he wanted it hard and deep!!!! He yelled out OH FUCK ME MAN FUCK ME HARD!!!! I grabbed up onto one of his pecs and held on while I pulled all the way out of him and shoved all the way in his gut and he said "I want your fucking load filling me up man....PLEASE fill me up with your load dude!!!" I fucked him so hard....I planted my workboot toes into the dirt for as much leverage as I could get to plow him hard and fucking deep!!! He yelped and was gasping like the blonde had before. I fucked so hard I had sweat running off my abs onto his lower back into his hot ass crack. The blonde had his hand around his probably 7-1/2" cock and a long rope of precum hung down about a foot towards the ground, from his cock head. I plowed into the dark haired dudes hairy mancunt and watched it grab onto my shaft milking me. I slammed into his gut and pulled him towards me and he groaned and said "OH FUCK I CAN"T HOLD IT BACK MAN....I GOTTA SHOOT...FUCK!!!!!" I slammed into him and my muscle tensed up in my abs and legs and I started to blow what felt like huge ropes of cum in his belly, and his head leaned back on me and he said "FUCK I CAN FEEL YOU FILLING ME UP MAN!!! The blonde put his arm over onto the dark haired dude's back as to comfort him as I blew into the dude and I could feel his hot ass milkin my thick cum up into his gut and I moaned leaning down on his back and his body jumped back at me as I looked down and saw his 8" cock blow thick ropes of cum all over the rock, and he moaned "Oh shit man, you are filling me up dude!!" I kept pumping till every rope had shot up into him and when I pulled out, one long rope of cum pulled out and was running down his hot crack onto his ball sack and just hung there as I moved over to the blonde's hot ass. I plowed into him using some of my cum on my cock head to lube his hot hole and buried into his gut. When I cum, my cock stays rock hard until I'm totally wore out from fucking; so I was good to go to plow the blonde's hot ass too!!! I leaned my pecs down on his back and he yelled out "Plow me like you did Ronnie, man!!!" Ok so NOW I know the dark hair dude's name. So I said, "What's your name hot fuck?" He grunted, and said "Kevin." I said, "Kevin, I am going to make you shoot that fucking load without touching your cock man!" He said "Oh man...do it...fuck me hard!!!" I pistoned my thick cock in his hot little ass and Ronnie had his hands all over my lats and lower back as I dove into Kevin. Kevin gasped and said "Oh man you are tearing me up....oh shit!!!!" I kept plowing and felt his abs tighten under my hands and he groaned and yelled "I'M FUCKING CUMING MAN!!!!!" I looked down and his cock was rock hard straight up towards his abs and he moaned with his head resting on his forearm on the rock. Kevin groaned and his body shook under me and he started blowing this huge load all over his abs and the rock in front of him and he started whimpering and then yelled "Oh man you are fucking draining me dude!!!" As soon as he said that my muscle tightened and I could feel some of his cum running down onto my hands around his waist and I blew another big ass load into his belly and I just kept my cock burried in him while we both stopped blowing our ropes and I leaned my pecs back down on his sweaty back. Both dudes stood up and both started kissing me and my neck while their hands stroked my wet cock their wet abs brushed against mine coating my love trail with their seed. We pulled our jeans up and we hadn't noticed that we had a fucking audience of dudes behind trees and one dude we could see had shot his load because his cock was still hard with a rope of cum hanging from his cock as he pulled up his shorts. I told Ronnie and Kevin what hot fucks they were and asked them if they knew each other and they said that they were fraternity brothers and want us to get together soon so I can feed them my load too. I told them that would be hot and they both want to get a room off campus for the 3 of us to fuck all night. I told them I would have them over but have a roomie and they said it was cool cause they would gladly pay for the room if I would fuck them again. I told them we would definitely get together soon! Hope you dudes liked what went down as much as I liked fucking them.