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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?

cute, but needs to be in a hole!

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

Leave it as it’s perfect

Cum from other Tops is always the best lube! Though if I had to pick from the three options, spit would be my first choice cause it’s DNA and totally natural. After getting fucked for a few minutes, my body starts to make it’s own lubrication and artificial lube isn’t really needed. If I have to use lube for whatever reason, I prefer water-based lube. I absolutely detest silicone or vaseline cause then I can’t feel anything and is too slippery. I only want my hole to be numb after it’s been destroyed. My hole is pretty loose so I can sometimes get away with getting fucked dry. If my hole is being stubborn and won’t make it’s own lube then spit or a little bit of lube will have to be.

I want a hung sexy daddy to breed me... 😈 (but also be sweet & cuddle)

Wouldn't it be hot to have your buddy set you up for a breeding!

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.

So with you drscorpio. Just before Covid erupted, I got with a sexy hot Greek bloke. Stunning and beefy, hairy body etc, really fancied this bloke until..... He took his clothes off and his hairy chest ended at his belly button, no pubes at all, until just above his knees. Massive gap of hair, due to shaving it all off. He looked stupid, killed the mood for me. If it was natural fair do. I dont have a clit or pussy. I like sex with Men because they are MEN. Clit, pussy etc terminology for Men does not work for me either.

I was 10, so I didn't know what a condom was. Just knew I wanted the dick in the next stall in me.

If it was the 1992 version - "The New Joy of Gay Sex", I was one of the models for that - I'm in 2 one on one panels and a couple of group panels - and you're right, the fisting panel in the book was very hoT (I worked for the artist that summer as well, so got to be at other modelling sessions beside my own). This was the most recogizable one of me - the bathroom stall where the photo the artwork is based on was at The Crown and Anchor in P'Town and was shot during the slower afternoon - the owner and the bartender watching and jerking... I was 29 and appear as the bottom in the panel and truly the Daddy gave me a nice fuck as we did, but despite appearances, I was top/vers and he was bottom/vers in "real life", so to the delight and a bit of consternation of the onlookers, when the camera shoot was done we switched places and I banged him for all I was worth... leading to him taking my fist, then both fists, back at his place... and we got PAID for that! (artwork by Fowler, NJofGS, 1992)

Can't rape the willing

Part V- Wrecking Mikey's Hole (1 of 2) Mikey was a top. He told me several times, very clearly, that he had tried being fucked and just hated it. Once, at the club, a guy had groped his ass and he had slapped the man’s hand. “Exit only, dude.” Not tonight. “She’s so tight,” Rob said, sweat glistening his grey chest furs as he sank deeper into Mikey. “Such a tight, hot wet hole.” Jerome was holding his cock inside Mikey’s mouth, and he took it out to hear from him. “How’s it going sweetie? You doing ok?” He feigned concern as he roughly pinched Mikey’s nipples. Spread in a sling, his holes filled with cock, smeared lipstick covering his face, Mikey looked every bit like a cheap whore. “Please, no more...” Jerome rubbed his shoulders. “Bruce, time for a break. Wardrobe change.” He grinned evilly at the cameraman. I watched as they gently took Mikey off the sling. Bill continued stroking my hole with his fingers while they stood Mikey up, Bruce never taking the camera off him. “How do you feel Mikey?” Bruce asked. Mikey looked dazed and confused, but he mumbled something that wasn’t audible. “Speak up, princess,” Jerome said. “How do you feel?” “I’m...” Mikey stumbled as he tried to hold himself up, his hands gripping the sling. “I think I’m a little buzzed...” Behind the camera, Bruce nodded. “Buzzed is right. Feeling thirsty?” Mikey nodded. Rob approached him and he jumped, scared the big daddy was going to fuck him again. Rob just laughed. “Relax, boy. I’m just giving you some gatorade.” He held a cup with GHB inside. “Drink up.” If Mikey could taste the G he didn’t show it as he drank it down happily. “I need to go home,” he said, once the drink was finished. “I need my clothes.” “Sure, sweetheart, sure,” Bruce said behind the camera, zooming in on Mikey’s face, which was now sprawled on the TV sets in the basement. “Jerome, do you have the whore’s clothes?” Jerome laughed and walked over to a pile of clothing in the corner. “I think I found just what you need, Mikey boy.” Bruce moved the camera over from Mikey’s sweat and cum drenched body to the clothes Jerome was holding up. It was a skimpy flannel microskirt. Jerome walked over and handed it to Mikey. At the same time, the basement door opened and three grungey men walked down the stairs, joining the party. They stood behind Bruce, and slipped their hands into their pants as they watched Mikey try to keep himself upright. “Put this on.” Jerome pushed the skirt in Mikey’s face. It was not a request, just a demand. Mikey stumbled as he reached out and grabbed the skirt, and started fidgeting to get it on. “Let me help you,” Jerome said, hiking the skirt up Mikey’s legs. “There we go.” Once the skirt was pulled up all the way, it was clear that it wasn’t even enough to cover Mikey’s ass. It seemed to accentuate his boyish stomach and abs. For a minute, Mikey emerged from his drug induced stupor and started to pull the skirt down. Jerome stopped him with a slap. “Not yet. Look at the camera.” Mikey looked into the camera, his eyes vacant, an absurd boywhore with cheap splattered lipstick and dressed in a fuck me miniskirt. “Turn around. Touch your toes,” Bruce said. Mikey hesitated for a minute, and Jerome slapped him. “Now bitch. Grab your ankles.” Mikey complied, turning around and reaching down and grabbing his ankles. The skirt lifted, revealing his aching hole for the crowd. “Now say, ‘Daddy fuck me.’” “No,” Mikey said, starting to stand back up. “This isn’t...” Jerome smacked his back. “Get back down bitch.” Mikey complied. “Say, ‘Daddy, fuck me,’” Bruce repeated “Daddy, fuck me.” Mikey whispered. That was enough for the man closest to him. He unzipped his pants as he walked towards Mikey’s shaking body, and started pawing the boy’s ass cheeks. He pulled out a gigantic cock, that had to be around ten inches. “I’m pretty big, darlin’,” the man said. “You sure you want this dick in you?” “He’s sure,” Jerome said, stroking Mikey’s back before he could answer for himself. The man nodded, spat on his dick, and started rubbing it around the hole. Mikey started moaning again, but his hands were locked on his ankles. “Name’s Dan kid, but you can call me daddy,” the man said, smiling down at Mikey. “I always like it when my girls call me daddy.” He knelt down and started licking Mikey’s asshole, his beard scraping at the boy’s naked flesh as he held the skirt up, exposing Mikey’s most intimate area to the light of Bruce’s camera. He turned towards Bruce. “I always eat before I fuck. Seems polite.” Grinning, he turned back and started eating out Mikey, who was moaning and enjoying the sensation. Jerome was leaning down and talking directly into Mike’s face. “What’s that man doing, honey?” Bruce came over and shoved the camera right in the boy’s face. Mikey moaned, enjoying the man’s tongue assault on his hole. “He’s...rimming me,” Mikey finally said. “But what’s he eating, princess?” Bruce asked, stroking the boy’s hair. “My assh-“ Before Mikey could finish, Jerome slapped him. Mikey’s eyes widened, shocked by the slap. “Wrong answer, slut. What’s he eating?” “My pussy?” Mikey said, eyes rolled up at Jerome expectantly, not sure if he was going to be slapped again. “That’s right, slut. He’s eating your pussy. And what’s a pussy for?” Jerome looked over at me and winked, stroking his cock. “Fucking,” Mikey said, closing his eyes. Dan kept at Mikey’s backside for about five minutes, swirling his tongue around and inside the boy’s pussy. Once he finished his meal, he rose. “I want him on his back, looking at me.” Jerome pulled Mikey down to the ground, then twisted him so that he was in missionary position, holding his legs open wide for Dan’s impending assault. As the man’s large cock poked at his entrance, teasing him, Mikey looked away, but Dan was having none of it. He gently but forcefully turned Mikey’s face until he was looking directly at Dan’s face. “Such a pretty boy,” Dan said, easing his cock into Mikey’s pussy, gripping his dick underneath the cumslut’s skirt. “With such a pretty, tight pussy,” he said finally, as he sank into him. Mikey, defeated, finally surrendered, and when Jerome let go of his legs he curled them around Dan’s large, overpowering body, drawing the older man in closer. “Fuck me daddy,” Mikey whispered. “With pleasure,” Dan said, and started power fucking the boy, taking his dick completely out and slamming it back in repeatedly. Mikey started babbling, screaming “Fuck me!” repeatedly as Dan pistoned in and out of his newly busted cherry. Bruce took a minute to lean the camera into Mikey’s face, where Jerome was busy feeding the boy his dick to suck on as his boy hole was violated by Dan. “You having fun Mikey?” Bruce asked, the camera hovering right above the boy’s face. Mikey simply moaned, muffled by the cock. Bruce laughed. “This is just the start, bitch. You’re gonna take every dick in this house, and then we’re gonna auction you off for the highest bidder at the Eagle. You’re gonna get so fucked you won’t know what’s hit you, fucking whore.” He laughed again, then slapped Mikey’s face for emphasis. Dan started grunting loudly, and finished inside Mikey’s now pussy. When he was done coming, he slapped Mikey’s face, playfully. “Good girl. Who’s next?” He stood up, letting the next man in line take his place. Bruce moved the camera to the boy’s hole, showing the cum leaking out with Dan’s dick. “Bidding starts at $2,” Bruce announced, seemingly to no one. Bill stopped fingering my hole and leaned in, whispering in my ear. “Aren’t you glad you’re spoken for? No need to audition like your friend here. Get me hard, princess.” Bill pushed my head down until I was gagging on his dick. Once he was completely hard he tossed me aside, and took his place next in line to rape Mikey’s pussy. I fell asleep, but it wasn’t long before I woke up to Bill’s cum and ass juice covered cock. “Clean it whore,” he said, guiding my mouth over his dick. As I sucked and licked, I looked over and saw Jerome savagely taking Mikey doggy style, one hand holding his skirt up while the other was alternating between pulling Mikey’s hair and holding his head up, then shoving it back down onto Bruce’s cock when he wanted to slap the now red asscheeks. I don’t know how many men were there. Maybe a dozen. By the time the night was over, Mikey had been fucked by every one of them. Bill, true to his word, saved me for himself. Without a word, as the night was nearing its end, he turned me over and fucked me one last time, depositing another load in me.

I am about to do a huge slam. Someone message me and let’s get Pervy. Telegram- BBLAKEE69

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 4 I smoked another couple of bowls with TJ before I kicked him out, making sure he was good and spun. This would almost guarantee he'd be back for more. And sure enough, by three o'clock the next afternoon, he was outside my door jonesing for more. He looked disheveled and skanky, which only made me want him more! I let him in and his body odor hit me like a truck. He explained he hadn't gone home because his roommates don't approve of tweaking and that he had spent all night and day wandering the streets. I almost felt bad for my dirty little skater boy, but my cock was stirring in my shorts as I pictured this piece of street trash searching desperately for a fix and coming back to me. I let TJ take a nice, hot shower as I tossed his rank clothes in the wash. I was reclining on the sofa when he came out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his boney hips, his dirty blond hair still dripping. His eyes lit up as he noticed the pipe packed full of the magic crystals. I motioned for him to sit next to me. I took a big hit, exhaling a nice big cloud. I handed it to TJ and enjoyed the sight of the trashy naked teen rolling the bowl and inhaling a nice, big hit. He collapsed back onto the couch with that certain look on his face. The look of someone who was coming down hard and had just taken the edge off. I smiled because I knew he was going to be so easy to get addicted. He took another hit before he handed it back to me, the greedy bitch. We passed the pipe back and forth until TJ had taken 6 big hits and I had taken 4. Then I set the pipe aside as I reached for the mirror and dumped a huge load of Tina on it. Then I took a razor blade and chopped at it until I had 4 nice big lines. I snorted 2 of them, then put the mirror back on the table. A look of crushing disappointment crossed TJ's face. "I don't get the other 2?" He brazenly asked. I looked a him for a minute before I started. "So, TJ , I've been fixing you up with some primo shit for a while now, and I've asked for very little in return." He just looked at me with his saucer eyes as I continued. "And this T? This is top of the line shit, and it isn't cheap. Now, I'm thinking you kinda owe me." He looked at me with puzzlement. "What do you want?" He finally asked. "I want you to suck my cock." TJ stood up saying, "No man, no way. I'm not no fag. I ain't gonna do that!" He exclaimed as he paced around. "Come on now." I prodded him. "It's very simple. You suck me off, and those two fat lines right there will be yours. If not, you can leave and never come back which means no more weed either." TJ stopped his pacing and stared at the lines. He was right on the precipice. I knew his fucked up mind wanted more drugs, and he kept looking at the mirror with desire on his face. "Come on TJ." I continued. "Just suck me off and it's yours, or leave and never come back." He ran his hands through his hair as he stared at the lines and contemplated his decision. After a few seconds he looked at me. "Fine!" he finally said. "But DON'T cum in my mouth! And nobody knows!" I didn't respond as I looked at him, standing there naked, knowing I was about to take one of his virginities. My cock was already almost hard. "Come here." I instructed him as I pulled off my shorts. I grabbed the pipe and quickly loaded a bowl. "Kneel right here." TJ slowly got on his knees as I spread my legs apart. He reached up and gingerly took a hold of my cock. This is one of the greatest moments there is, when a straight boy touches his first cock. He doesn't want to, but his desire to be high outweighs his beliefs. I smiled as he leaned forward and carefully put his mouth over the head of my dick. I had taken out my p.a., I didn't want his inexperienced mouth to crack a tooth. Electricity shot through my body as I felt the warm, wetness of his mouth. I lit the pipe and took a big hit, blowing it down into the face of the straight skater boy as he traded his mouth for drugs for the first time. I took another hit then pulled TJ off my cock. I let him have 3 more hits off the pipe. Then I handed him the poppers and watched as the whore took 4 long drags of the chemicals. "Now get back on my cock, WHORE!" I ordered him. I don't think he caught the whore part, but he was back on my cock, quick as a flash. Once he passed the initial phase of taking cock into his mouth for the first time, he really started sucking my dick with gusto. I continued to take occasional hits on the pipe, blowing it into his face. I'd let him take hits of poppers now and then before he would dive back onto my cock. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he sure liked it. He was doing an amazing job for a first timer. He would use one hand to jack my lower cock while he used his mouth on the rest getting a good 3 inches in there and stretching his mouth wide. I only had to tell him a couple of times to watch his teeth. After a good long time, TJ's efforts were finally going to pay off. I could feel the cum rising in me as I grabbed TJ's head. He tried to push himself off of me while mumbling, "Don't cum in my mouth." I held him fast as he struggled. "I never said I wouldn't come in your mouth, bitch. I said you have to suck me off, that means taking my load! Here it comes boy! Here it comes you little whore!" I exploded in his mouth as I pushed his head down further onto my cock. I wrapped my legs around his back as he fought to pull off me. I just gave another hard push on his head, forcing my fat cock to the back of his throat as I shot poz cum right down his esophagus. He gagged and choked as my cum leaked out of his mouth and down my cock. I finally released him and he sat back on his heels as he panted for air and tried to wipe the spit and cum off of his chin. God Damn he looked hot! A broken straight boy, is there anything better? He looked at me expectantly, like a puppy waiting for permission before it got it's treat. "Go ahead boy." I said to him. "You earned it." TJ grabbed the mirror and the rolled up bill and quickly snorted up the lines. "That's right whore." I whispered as TJ finished the second line and sat back on his feet again as he did the meth sniffs. "Take your payment."

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.

I was just putting Jake's phone down when another message came in. "Full blown guy here. Need to dump my load." There were some pics of a wasted guy with a few tats, he looked to be in his 50s. His cock was a good size and nicely proportioned. I messaged back: "pretty wasted here but ur welcome to use my hole. will leave door on latch. Address is...." I rolled Jake over onto his front and awaited the arrival of the new guy, which took less than ten minutes. I was in Jake's kitchen when he came in and I heard him head straight for the bedroom. I heard some noises...a belt been loosened..some spit being hawked...a few small grunts and then a nice steady slapping sound - the guy's balls on Jake's own nutsack. I opened and closed the front door to make as if I was another new arrival and then went into the room to observe the fun. New guy turned his head at my arrival but didn't miss a stroke. he was taking long, easy plunges in and out, squelching in and out of what was left of the kid's chute. "You know this kid?" he asked. I nodded. "he neg?" "he was" I responded. "he's had a poz load or two in him though" "I'm full blown" he said (I know, i thought) "but he asked for it, must really want the bug" "I reckon" I responded. The guy now had his fingers alongside his cock, sliding two or three in on each in-stroke and Jake's hole was not even coming close to closing up as he pulled out, there was no strength left in it. The new guy spent a little time with just his hand but in no time at all, his whole slender hand was inside Jake. I heard the kid gasp from his half comatose state as his pussy accepted the forearm of this beautiful man. "Fuck, it's nice in here" he stated as he went deeper and explored Jakey, wanking himself in his other hand. Pretty soon though, his cock head was back at Jake's entrance, sliding inside along with his hand. From there, the wanking continued, only this time inside Jake. "feels so good. warm, lubed, my fingers scratching at his guts, getting him ready.This is the killer seed kid...this is gonna knock you up. my thick veiny cock is gonna fire off my beautiful babies straight into your prepped body. You are going to absorb me, incubate me and in return my DNA is gonna destroy yours...2 His words were getting incoherent now and I knew the moment was close. I stood close behind him and watched him slam his hips forward, deep, hold there and then I saw his cock muscle squeeze and pulse. On this thin guy it was so easy to see the pulses under his skin, between his balls and arse, as he pumped himself endlessly into Jake....

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

Seth sighed and started folding. "Typical" he thought. Mikey would always find some way to get out of even the most rote chores for the weekend. Cleaning the kitchen? hes at the baths. take out the trash? hes got some rough trade cock that just cant be missed. Today he was stuffing his stretched cunt with Seths new toy. Some people build model boats, or learn a second language. Seths hobby was picking out the most average of handsome men and moulding them into mindless fuck pigs for his own amusement. "strip away the condom and in a matter of time a boys raw cock will take over, its only natural" seth thought. Hell, with enough of Seths tight pussy that proud laudromat daddy would eventually be dipping his tool into every manhole he could find. As the mans load leaked slowly into seths shorts, he shucked them off without a second thought. Folding jakes jeans and shirt, he wandered into the living room. "here ya go buddy! i guess they got mixed up, sorry about keeping you waiting." seth smiled as he tossed the clothes on the back of the couch. Mikey was obediently cleaning off Jakes cock as he diligently slipped the plug back inside the thirsty boy. "Hey you're covered in cum. Wanna rinse off real quick?" Seth saw an opportunity to check jakes progress. "sure. i guess" Jake reluctantly replied. Perfect. Seth knew that whatever reservations against poz cum he had before were rapidly dwindling. He hadn't once thought about the fun little gift Seth had squirted into his tender hole, he had slurped up fresh poz jizz without protest, and now he was indifferent to the idea of wearing a load from chin to cock. "great!" seth chimed, as he guided the boy back to the narrow hallway, his thick cock bobbing along, Seth made sure to let it bump against his alabaster cheeks along the way as a subtle reminder of where Jake belonged. "let me get things going" seth offered, as he bent down in front of Jake to flip on the taps. "yeah" Jake whispered, as seth lingered before him running his hand through the water for the perfect temperature, Jake began to finger his cock. "Sorry the hot water takes so long. this building is so old." Seth offered, as he arched his back a little to better present his moist poz pussy to jake. Seth grinned as he felt Jake swabbing the head of his tool up and down the sticky crack of his ass. "here ya go, fuck the pretty hole jake." Seth encouraged as he reached back to spread his cheeks. "oh yeah" Jake moaned as he slipped his cock inside without a care in the world. "fuck Jake thats nice. Keep going. Fuck nice and hard" Seth saw Jakes eyes were now fully trained on his thirsty cunt as it milked the boy. Each boy was different, but you could always tell the moment their cock started doing all the thinking and seth delighted watching it happen as Jake pounded away with abandon. "Thats right jake fuck my cunt. Breed it nice and deep" seth panted, enjoying the notable change from once reluctant one night stand to fully engaged and hungry top as he felt the cock inside him begin to swell. "oh god im gonna cum in you" Jake moaned one last time as he slammed deep, just as he'd been taught. "there we go, let it all out. cum nice and deep. Youre so beautiful when you cum" seth encouraged, continuing to drain the boys balls into him. Mikey lay sprawled on the couch, flipping between daytime tv adverts for food dehydrators and a fishing show, he couldnt care less. He reached down, twisting and pulling at the greasy plug in his hole and watching the precum pool on his tummy. Just like seth said, his hole was what made him cum. Mikey wasnt much for entertaining guests, but he was more than happy to service some clueless overnight "friend" of Seths with all the velvety poz pussy he could handle. "Were back!" seth announced triumphantly. "Jake changed his mind and didnt want a shower after all" Seth passed jakes clothes back to the relaxed top. "Sorry about the underwear man, i guess they got left back at the laundromat." Seth knew this was a total lie. Once a boy was finished becoming Seths own personal fuck meat he wanted a trophy. "its no problem" Jake offered, as he gently tucked his cock into his pants and tugged his tshirt over his cum streaked frame. The boys exchanged numbers before Seth gave him a kiss, squeezed his new poz tops fuck stick, and sent him home to wait for the good news.

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 4 The next morning, Jake was keen to get back to his place and check in with his parents' doctors. I gave him breakfast, still just dressed in my briefs and enjoyed him snatching glances of my bulge. I could see him trying to make out the outline of my PA, the object of his attention. He changed back into his clothes and left, seemingly ok health-wise, though obviously worried. I couldn't help shoving the discarded boxer briefs to my nose as I picked them up off the floor and blood engorged my cock as I drank in his innocent smell. I knew I'd be hitting Grindr later but decided to hit the weights hard first. By midday, I was pumped and the sweat was running off me but Grindr was quiet as hell. Early days of this lockdown and my usual prey, the young twinks were obviously trying to behave. I hadn't logged into BBRTS in a while as it hadn't been necessary but I gave it a try. ignoring any messages from offline profiles I quickly zoned in on three local guys, all neg and all local. "RunnerBtm" turned out to be a fairly hot 40 something guy, working out of London (away from home) and basically isolated in a local hotel when he wasn't at work. we quickly established that he needed cock and liked it rough and raunchy. He was married with kids which made him hotter, in my book. My profile says "ask me", he didn't, but I did tell him I don't pull out. As instructed he was naked in his dark hotel room when I arrived. I had him strip me and then tongue my pits as he stood there. His head was at the perfect height and he knew better than to play with his "pathetic little cock" (actually the best part of 6'', but who's asking?). After he'd done a good job I pushed him to the floor on his back and squatted over his face, His facial hair tickled my swollen nuts as I teabagged him and he licked me clean and pretty soon I was rubbing my musky trench over his whole face. I was really getting into him tonging my manhole and he was doing a great job. Occasional smotherings kept him keen for air but what I really wanted was to plant a baby in his middle aged tummy, so after a while I chucked him face down on the bed and climbed aboard. I was rock solid and found his douched and pouty hole without the aid of my hands and I was quickly balls deep. His guts were velvety warm. caressing their invader and he only struggled as I pressed home into his inner sphincter, which gripped my PA on each outward stroke. "mmmm fag....you want my babies don't you?" "yes sir" he groaned in response "gonna plant them in you...a real fucking man. you fuck your wife with your maggot cock?" "yessir, but it's so small" "from now on, it will be my DNA that you fuck into her" "mmmm...yes sir" "so close...gonna poz you so deep" "what?" "poz you up dumb fuck" "no!!...pull...out..." Mmmm. The inevitable struggle. Sure fire way to milk my dick and sure enough I felt myself blasting inside his inner hole as he struggled weakly beneath me. I growled in his ear, staying in him to massage my essence into his being as he struggled, whimpered, gave in and then climaxed himself beneath me...but i was still thinking of Jake

I don't like it... i ENJOY it !!! I'm poz by choice... no i'm glad i found someone willing to gave it to me... Sadly, i found here that many PROUD poz guys... are drugs addicted ? It seems to be a request to be proud to be poz... ?

I'm recently poz, and I enjoy it.

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.

No regrets here on becoming hiv positive back in May 2018

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

Definitely 16. If the equipment is ready,and the hormones are flowing, I'd say let's get it go'in. Getting young guys experienced and comfortable with sex earlier,will benefit them when they reach 18. Hopefully by then,at 18 when the hormones are really! raging,they'll be comfortable having sex(hopefully bareback) as much as possible and with as many men as possible. And isn't that the goal?