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I woke up with a start laying next to Katie in my normal PJ clothes, just old athletic shorts and a t-shirt. The plug however was not there. I shot up and sure enough laying between myself and Katie was the plug, it must've slipped out in the night and fell out of my shorts, I grabbed it and went to take it to her roommates room, but I ran into Cory in the hall on his way out for the day. "What do we have here!?" He grabbed my hand holding the plug. "Need some help?" He spit on the toy. "Open wide!" and he shoved the whole thing between my teeth. I stood there with wide eyes, and he pumped it a few times deeper into my mouth. He pulled it out and spit on it again, "Spit on it, it'll help." I did as I was told and he spun me around, pulled my shorts down in one swift motion, then pressed the toy against my...surprisingly not sore asshole. My ass swallowed it easier than my mouth just did. He slapped my ass after pulling the shorts up, "There you go!" and sent me back into Katies bedroom. She was awake on a phone call, earbuds in. "WE JUST TOOK CARE OF THAT" she said, looking up at me and making an exasperated face. "Fine but if I get there and fix it faster than it took me to drive there I will be reporting someones ass!" she got up and got dressed in a hurry, kissed me. "Thank you so much for Gatorade babe, I need to take it easy on the drinking but after that phone call I might need another." She looked in the bag of snacks pulled out what she wanted and ran out the door. "Fuck" I said under my breath. I know they heard her leave, who knows what they'll do now. I stayed in the bedroom and turned on the TV watching Netflix cartoons and wondering when I'd be allowed to take the plug out. I went out to the kitchen to grab my Gatorade and something to hold me over until lunch. I passed Stephen and Cory on the couch, one on his phone the other playing a video game. "She gone for the whole day again?" Cory asked. "I don't know she wasn't happy hopefully it doesn't take long" I answered. "Well it's a half hour drive to work, so you at least have an hour to kill. Have you ever fucked a black guy?" "Wha- no, you guys know who has fucked me" "We don't know what you're doing when you're not here you dirty hoe" Stephen joked. "Black guy, or both of us again in the living room, drapes open. Or Both" "You know damn well it'll be both anyway" I said heading into the kitchen. My gatorade was full and my protein bar was open.. it looked like there was cum on it. "Guys.. what'd you do to my drink, and which one of you came on my protein bar." "The gatorade is mostly piss now, you're welcome. The bar... come give us both a lick and see if you can figure it out" I sighed. grabbed my drink and bar, went out to the living area and they both had their semi hard cocks out. "Oh... you weren't kidding." "Fuck no we weren't kidding, if you guess wrong I'll spank your ass and Cory will put a hickey on your ass." I got down on my knees and gave them a both one long lick, and swirled the tip trying to taste the pre-cum. I don't want lasting marks. I took a bite of the bar, it was near impossible all I could taste is bar. "Cory?" I stated. "Are you sure?" Stephen said. "Uh... yeah.." "Unlucky, come here." I was bent over Stephens knee and Cory sat in front of me with his cock out, I took it into my mouth, the spanking commenced. I don't know if my eyes were involuntary watering from the spanking or Cory's cock down my throat. But at one point the plug popped out and bounced towards the front door. Stephen took my shorts down to my ankles. "Crawl and grab it slut." I crawled towards the door, and of course with the luckiest timing, someone entered the apartment. I almost jumped up I looked from feet to head... their black friend. I didn't know his name. "Looks like you guys got started without me" he bent down and picked the plug up. "you'll need this again real soon" he helped me up and looked me up and down. My cock betrayed me, and was most of the way hard. He was shorter than me and very skinny, a small part of me kind of hoped for bigger. "Evan" he said holding out a limp hand like the queen. i kissed his hand and he pulled me towards the bedrooms. He took a left into Katies room and shoved me toward the bed. "This room looks more familiar with you naked on the bed." Stephen and Cory stood in the doorway and then went back out to the couch. "Enjoy!" Cory said. Evan took his shirt and then his shorts off. his cock sprang to attention. For not being a tall guy, his cock sure was big. "Lets get right to the point, suck my cock, I heard they came in your ass last, they'll be the lube." He walked over and I started to suck his cock, it was definitely harder to manage than the roommates. "You now what.. on your back, head off the edge." I did as I was told and he positioned his cock over my face, he went slowly at first but then he really fucked my mouth. I struggled to breathe, I struggled to keep my teeth off him and I struggled to not fall off the bed. "On your hands and knees, on the edge." I got up and did as I was told, my ass was definitely going to be sore after this. I got into position and the door opened, Cory tossed two bottles of poppers into the room on the bed. "Oh ho oh!" put one in each nostril you pig. I screwed the caps off and took a deep breath of both of them. I screwed the caps back on and collapsed with my arms out in front of me, chest on the bed, my ass about to be plowed by a black cock. He spit, it hit me in the face, he spit again and this time was cool on my slightly gaped hole. He pressed his cock into my ass slowly. Again, my ass took his cock better than my mouth. and he sank all the way in, his balls slapping into mine, my body shuddered. "God Damn!" he moaned staying there for a second. "What number am I!? your ass can take a cock!" I help up a number 4 and he laughed. "You're still a new cunt then, damn though." He picked up the pace, he was consistent and it felt like he went on forever, he was hitting deeper than anyone has before, honestly, sometimes it hurt, I tucked my pelvis under me and shuddered in pain. "Take another double hit, and then lay down flat over this pillow" he grabbed Katies pillow and laid it under me. The poppers made me see a black spot, and it started to get larger. My head was spinning, throbbing. I collapsed onto the pillow, he climbed on top of me and gave me the biggest thrusts yet, the slaps were loud. Our bodies bouncing hard on the bed, I've never fucked Katie like this in this bed. Again he lasted for what felt like 5-10 minutes, I also can't last that long in this position. "Where do you want it straight boy" "Inside me" I managed between thrusts. "Thought so, I just wanted to hear you say it." and he sped up, in one last moan and thrust he released deep in my ass, I could feel his cock pumping into me. He rolled off me, his cock popping out, and some cum, ran down my balls, down my cock and onto her pillow. He left the room, I heard him say. "Let's keep him away from Tommy for a bit longer, he's a good fuck" and out the door he went. The boy's entered the room, I still laying on my stomach on the bed in a daze. "Text Katie and see when she'll be home." "Please guys, no more today" "That's fair, there's always next weekend, but you need to do some laundry." "I think Thomas doesn't recognize me." I blurted out. "What?" Stephen said. "I ran into him last night at 7-11, he slapped me ass. He had a skinny kid with him they were buying condoms and were most likely drunk." "Were you scared?" Cory said. "Yeah, kind of." "I don't know, your cock says otherwise" Stephen said reaching out for my hard cock, stroking it with the mixture of cum that had run out of my ass. "Your first gay sex was a dirty fucking top, poz as they come, and that excites you you little faggot." His hand felt so good, in combination of the nights and days activities my cock was long overdue. I nodded. "But you want more cocks don't you, you want us to pimp your ass out to everyone at that party and them some." I nodded again, my hips starting to buck. "You won't want to have sex with Katie anymore, just become a sloppy bottom" I opened my eyes, "Wha-" His other hand slapped my balls. I jumped but it kind of felt good. "You're too good of a bottom to continue fucking girls, you need more cocks and less pussy. Cum for us, cum thinking about how many more cocks there are coming over to take your ass and throat. Cum thinking about how after the last guy who fucks you from the party, we will call Thomas again." "Oh fuck" I let out, cum shooting from my cock up my stomach, chest and reaching just over one of my shoulders. "Wow!" Cory said, "He might be a chaser!" "You got laundry to do" he wiped cum from the pillow and pressed it into my panting mouth, and they went back to games. My gatorade and the rest of my protein bar sat on the night stand. Damn I was thirsty.

Part 6 – Craving the Gift Liam stood over Martin and James, deciding it was time to take the handsome young man for himself. Too many young guys struggled trying to take Liam’s cock. Liam had waited until his next conquest had been opened up and properly stretched so Liam could enjoy taking him. He’d taken lots of younger guys, most of them would-be models giving it up for a chance to network in the industry; too many of them were adequate at best, and failed to earn the gifts he had to share. James was going to be a rare treat. Intelligence, youth, and success on top of his incredible looks. He was someone who was used to controlling his situation and directing the outcome. Liam was about to take all of that away from James. “He’s coming for you,” Martin said into James’ ear. James watched as Liam took up position between his legs. Some small part of his mind was saying this was crazy — getting fucked out in public like this, surrounded by strangers, and someone he barely knew anything about preparing to take him. But the rest of him craved what was happening in a way he’d never felt before. Liam looked like a Norse god, his blonde hair blazing in the late afternoon sun, his lean, muscular body stretching up into the sky above James’ own athletic body. Liam was stroking his long, uncut cock, spreading lube up and down his shaft in preparation to take James. He felt like a mortal sacrifice awaiting his fate. Liam exuded confident energy and strength: James could only submit himself to Laim’s raw desire. He couldn’t resist. Wordlessly, his legs lifted, knowing this was the right thing to do. Liam grinned, looking down upon the athletically toned 20-something spread before him. The guy was half his age, his legs up and hole eagerly awaiting Liam’s pleasure. The blonde man leaned forward, his body’s weight hovering and then settling on top of James, pressing the younger man’s knees into his shoulders and exposing his freshly bred hole as Liam’s long, stiff cock began to seek it out on its own. He pressed his weight into James, the hot young man groaning in submission. The French-Canadian cock was like a long pole that he deliberately sank into the anxious younger man’s vulnerable hole. James groaned as the hefty cock filled him. He could feel it’s length going deeper than any of the others he’d taken this week. “oh yeah,” Liam exhaled, letting his cock rest inside the young piece of ass. “I can feel the other loads in you. You’re a little whore, aren’t you?” His accent sounded thicker than earlier and incredibly sexy. He flexed his cock, and James whimpered. “Your ass is pozzed now. You want an ass full of poz loads, don’t you, whore?” “Yes,” James said meekly. He was finding it impossible to take a full breath with Liam pressed on top of him. Liam began moving his cock, at first just a few long, deep strokes, but then he angled the strokes, stretching James’ athletic ass even wider than the other. James had never had an uncut cock inside him before; he could feel the hardness sliding in and out of its uncut sheath. It felt like a massage rather than the usual friction. James was instantly under Liam’s spell. “Uhhhhhh. Ah! Uhhhhh!” “Do you see the crowd around us? They all see what a whore you are. They want to see me breed you.” James felt a thrill surge through him. Everything Liam said was true. “Let them hear you moaning like a little whore.” Liam plunged his long cock into James’ slick hole. “UHHHH!” James didn’t have to try to be louder. His moans and groans were genuine as the powerful man used him. Liam shifted positions so he was kneeling on the blanket, James legs bent on either side of him. Both men’s physiques were fully displayed for the hungry crowd. Liam’s tall, slender body flexed as he drove his cock in and out of the man half his age. James’ athletically built body was laid bare for all eyes, his thick pecs heaved and glistened with sweat in the waning daylight, his toned legs wrapped on either side of the man pounding him. Liam rose up and backward onto his knees, gripping James’ ankles and spreading him wide. He plunged his long dick into his conquest, savoring the young man’s grunt as he was impaled, and then slowly pulled out, letting the head rest in the spasming sphincter muscle. Liam watched the head of his thick cock as it teased the hungry hole, plugging just the head in and out of the hole. Despite the pounding it was taking, Liam felt the young man’s sphincter closing around his cock with every stroke. “FUCK! Your ass is so hot! No wonder everyone in town is breeding it.” James wanted to say something, but that part of his brain had shut down. All he could do was moan, grunt and whimper as this god mounted and used him. Again and again he felt himself filled with the stiff tool that took his breath away, and the intense mingling of relief and desire whenever the long shaft pulled out. He’d never experienced anything like this before — used as a fuck toy outdoors in front of a crowd. He felt exhilarated! And he didn’t want it to end. Again he groaned, barely believing that he was the person making these noises, under the spell of this man who he’d only met a couple hours ago. “This is so hot to watch,” Martin whispered in his ear. “My husband’s cock is amazing, isn’t it?” Again James wanted to speak, but all that came out was a half-grunt and a nod as Liam impaled him again. Martin ran his hand over James’ sculpted pecs and abs, feeling the muscles ripple as the young man was fucked senseless in the dunes. James’ muscular legs were bent in the air as Liam pressed himself deep inside. Martin knew this was simply a conquest for Liam — he likely wouldn’t remember the much younger man’s name tomorrow, but he would relish having taken someone with such a hot body. “Hold his arms back,” Liam commanded Martin. James felt his arms pressed out to the sides, Martin’s strength holding him down, unable to do anything but accept the pounding from this blonde god. Martin was hard again watching James powerless between them. He wanted to kiss James deeply, but didn’t want to sacrifice hearing the younger man’s desperate moaning. “Uhhhhhh! Ah! Uhhhh!” Liam felt the last vestiges of control seep out of James’ body. He had him. Now it was time to finish his conquest and claim his prize. “You want my gift, don’t you, whore?” Liam said as he started to pick up the pace of his fucking. James moan as his ass was spread wider. He knew what was coming. He desperately wanted it. And all he could do now was moan for it. “Little whore is ready for this poz load.” Liam stretched forward again, his body covering James’ athletic body, pressing the young man into the blanket and the sandy dune beneath it. James was trapped and powerless. Liam was pounding deep into the upturned ass, his long strokes becoming shorter and more intense as the pressure in his balls began to build exponentially. At first James could feel the blonde god’s heavy balls slapping against his bare ass, but that sensation faded as Liam got closer to cumming, his balls drawing up tight as they prepared to release. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Liam’s head rocked backward even as he plunged downward into the hungry hole. He gave several primal grunts, marking each of the deep thrusts that he allowed to linger inside James’ ass. James felt the shock waves rocking Liam’s body as he began to pumping his pozzed jizz into him. He felt the thick cock spasming as it released a wave of cum. Liam grunted again, letting his cock slide deep up into James’ guts, extracting a groan from the young man who was feeling yet another load filling him. Liam’s body quaked as his muscle tension released. Conquests should be savored, and he looked into the freshly conquered boy’s eyes. There was total submission in James’ eyes; an acceptance of his fate as a cumdump. Liam stayed inside him, wanting to be certain that none of his seed escaped the little whore’s ass. He wanted to see him trek back across the dunes, a marked whore with the loads still inside his prime piece of ass. Martin leaned forward and kissed James passionately. Liam withdrew, rolling his weight back into a kneeling position. He admired his own glistened cock, covered with frothy cum. He stood up, gazing down on his conquest. James was laying there in the waning sunlight as a few guys in the crowd clapped before moving on. James couldn’t move and laid there breathing heavily. His body was exhausted while totally relishing the intense sexual experience. He could feel his stretched hole wet with lube and cum, and couldn’t imagine anything better. I watched for a couple moments longer as Martin caressed James, then turned away, leaving my cumdump boyfriend laying there in the dunes.

I didn't want to start a profile on a hook-up website, this is going to be my last hurrah. So I opened up my email and went through all of the hook-ups I've had in the past when I was single or just dating. In a couple days I'm getting married to a beautiful woman, but in the past I loved to submit to men. I ended up sending about 6 emails to guys going years back. 2 married guys who weren't getting their needs met from their wife or husband, a few dominant guys into a more Dom-sub situation, and a couple anonymous hookups that fulfilled my need at the time. Basically who ever answers first will come over and top me since my future bride is away, the next time I see her will be down the aisle. It wasn't long until one of the anonymous hookups answered. "Address? is now ok", the email read. Straight and to the point just like a good anonymous hook up. The only reason I know this guys name is when I added his number it was connected to an "Omar". I know he has a big dick, is uncut, and can go multiple times. Honestly if I gave this night any thought I would've probably only emailed him. The last time he fucked me he came 5 times in about 2 hours, pissed on me and in my mouth, and then left. I immediately got to work cleaning myself out and using a toy or two so he wouldn't tear me a new one. Unfortunately this time he would no longer be an anonymous top, for my building you need keys to access the rooms and elevator. About an hour later Omar emailed me again. "How do I get in?" I put on loose shorts and a T-shirt and went downstairs. For the first time we met face to face, and hugged. He was tall for a Mexican guy, not fit but not fat either. We walked to my apartment and when we got inside he instructed me on how he wanted me. "Lay on your back with your head hanging off the bed. I'm going to fuck your throat first." I stripped and did as I was told. He pulled his shorts and underwear off, his cock bouncing like in a porn. He placed the tip of his cock at my lips and slowly entered. It was a struggle to not touch teeth, he's bigger than I remembered, and I remembered him as pretty darn big. My cock sprang to attention. I'm not really attracted to men but the kinkiness and sluttiness gets me excited. He got to work fucking slowly but deeply and making me gag, he went for a while, but I wasn't complaining. The idea is I'm his for tonight, then I'm hers for every night after. He started to pick up the pace, my mouth was getting tired and sore, my cock started to get soft as the throat fucking lost it's luster, I need to be fucked for real now. It's like he read my mind, "Get up, hands and knees ass at the edge of the bed." he instructed. I did quickly, "Finally here it comes" I thought. He spit on my crack, his saliva running down my crack to my ready hole, he pressed it in gently with his finger. His spit mixed well with the lube from my prepping and his finger sank in. He spit again, on my hole and then again on his cock. He slowly entered my ass, he got about half way in and then he started pumping slowly, it felt amazing but I couldn't wait for the whole thing. He added more spit and then pushed his cock in again, this time much further, his hips contacted my ass and he stayed for a second and moaned. "Did you-?" I asked "Number 1, yeah." he sighed and looked to the ceiling. He placed his hands on my ass and started to pump slowly and deeply almost all the way out but definitely all the way back in. I shuddered, he already came inside me, tonight is going to be great! he picked up the pace and soon was not only making a loud fucking noise as his hips bounced off my ass but making the bed creak and headboard hit the wall. He came loudly and deeply in my ass again, pulled out with a pop and laid on the bed. "Ride me reverse I wanna keep seeing this great ass." I backed up and grabbed his still very hard cock, and positioned it at my hole, I slowly bounced up and down, careful to not let it leave me ass. His hands explored my ass, and grabbed my hips and sides. We were both loving it. He sat up, wrapped his arm around me and grabbed my throat, bringing me backwards to lay on top of him. 1 hand held my throat, the other tightly gripped my balls. "I wish these were mine" he said giving my cock and balls a good tight shake. "Me too" I said in the heat of the moment. "My ass is yours" "Fucking right it is, it's so perfect, you're the best fuck I've had. You don't cum quickly like the gay bottoms I fuck." he said as he pumped deeper into me. "Take as much as you can get tonight, I get married in a couple days." "I wish you would get married with my cum inside you." "That'd be hot" With that he flipped us around, now laying on my stomach pinned to the bed, he grabbed my hair and fucked me harder than I've been fucked before. He came 2 more times in that position. He did as I suggested and took all he could get, a bunch of ass to mouth. Fucking all over my apartment and even once on the balcony. The dirty talk continued, making me tell him I love not only his cock but all cocks, getting fucked is my favorite. He finished the night as he finished our last hookup, pissing all over me and having me drink some before he kissed me, gave my cock and ball a squeeze and said, "If you decide to get fucked again, remember, that ass is mine." he got dressed and left. The wedding went great, and the honeymoon was typical. Lots of sex, lots of food, drinks and relaxing. We were gone two weeks. We came back on a Sunday, unhappy with the fact we have to go back to work the next day. We got into the apartment, "Want to christen the apartment?" I asked. My wife giggled and we kissed falling onto the bed, leaving our bags to deal with in the morning. After pretty normal vanilla sex, my phone buzzed. "Here we go, all the 'did you get home safe?' questions. 'How was the honeymoon?'" I thought to myself. I checked and it was a text from our landlord. "He congrats on getting married but your neighbor said you guys need to chill out a bit." "What? she's never complained before." I replied. "You have a new neighbor, might want to move your bed away from the wall or something." "What the..." I said out loud. "What?" my wife asked. "We have a new neighbor who apparently isn't fond of sex." "OMG they heard that!" "Fuck", I thought, Jess is so self conscious about the sound of us having sex, we basically only have sex at home or at a hotel when she knows her friends aren't in the next room. now she's going to start worrying about sex at home? We got ready for bed and didn't think another thing of it. A few days passed, we were both back to work. With covid coming to a close, Jess would be going back to the office, but I have always worked from home. She left for the day at 7am, it was a long commute to her office, she loved working from home for that reason alone. There was a knock on our front door, "Thats weird what's our landlord want" I muttered to myself. I put on a shirt and hat and went to the door opening it without checking through the hole. No one has knocked on our door other than the landlord in 2 years. And there standing in front of me was Omar. I practically dropped my coffee and my heart and mind started racing a mile a minute. "Wha- What uh. What are you doing here? How'd you get in?" "Hello neighbor, I brought you a house warming gift. Congrats on getting married, she's beautiful." he said, pulling a big bottle of what I assumed to be his piss out from behind him. "Let's chat." he said gesturing into my apartment. I stepped back and opened up allowing him into the apartment. He pressed the bottle of piss into my chest and walked to the couch. "Neighbor?" I asked. "Yup! on my way out from our wonderful night I saw there was a vacancy sign. my Lease was pretty much up and I've never lived next to such a perfect ass before." "That was going to be my last night doing anything with men. I'm married now." "Well now it doesn't have to be your last night. It can be any day I- we please" "But that's so risky, I don't want to ruin anything with Jess." "Oh is that your wife's name? I'll introduce myself, she's really pretty, but you have a better ass. Don't worry. She's the only woman in this complex that wears heels to work I've noticed. I'll know when she leaves. And we can set up precautions to make sure we never get caught. Don't you want to get fucked again?" "Y-yes but I-" "Then lets continue, that ass is mine, you said so. And you said you wished that cock and those balls were mine too remember?" My head drooped a bit, I do remember saying that. My cock jumped a little at the kinkiness of the whole deal. I nodded. "So your cock, balls, and holes are mine?" I nodded again, my cock straining in my shorts. "Say it" Omar said, rubbing the now rock hard cock in my shorts. "Tell me this is mine now" "My hole, cock and balls are yours now" I said head facing the coffee table with the bottle of piss on it. "Say it to me..." I looked Omar in the eyes and said it again. "My Cock, balls and ass are yours" "Not your wife's?" "No" "Good boy, let's drink to that." He went to the kitchen grabbed two glasses and filled his with water, poured his piss into my glass. "Cheers, So let's go over how I see this going. Don't worry, you can still have sex and a normal life with your wife." "Ok, what do you have in mind?" "1. My cum goes in your ass more than your cum goes into her." I nodded. "2. If she's not home, you're my human urinal" He poured more of his piss into my glass and continued. "3. I won't out you, but you're mine. Agreed?" "Agreed" "Don't sweat it we will have a lot of fun, and you'll have a normal life outside these two apartments. I'll be pushing the envelope but I promise I won't out you." He patted me on the knee, rubbed my cock, handed me the bottle of piss and said "If you want to take care of that hard-on, you know where to find me. That cums with me or with her only." He got up, and walked out the front door. I could barely work, I was nervous, I was excited, I was horny as fuck. a few hours of struggling to get any work done I sent him an email. "Free at lunch?" He emailed me back his phone number and replied "Yes come over."

After the mini breakdown I decided to take a short vacation right away, the past weekend - 4/23 to 4/26. I booked the room at CCBC right away, they only had 2 left for the weekend. I've been to that resort before. It's clothing optional for gays. So it's a big cruising playground. I wanted to relax and escape from whatever is happening to me, mostly the feel of being tensed up and the lack of personal space. I can truly be myself at that place without any judgement. After a whole day driving I checked in and started feeling relaxed right away. When I'm in a hotel room I always feel safe, no judgements, and horny. Maybe because of the small space, and also it belongs to myself, and far away from my everyday life. To my surprise the indoor play area was still closed, but they set up a simple outdoor play ground with military theme. It has a sling, a few benches and a few chairs. I douched myself right away, and walked around with my clothes on, just looking at what was out there so I could feel more relaxing. ## Day 1 maybe around 10pm I went to the play area and saw the guy who was texting me on Scruff. I didn't know he had a nice dick, but then I saw it and I decided to give it a try. He fucked me on the bench and an audience was forming around us. After he finished in me, someone else just slides his dick in me again. I suddenly felt a sense of being the center of attention and I loved it. Several other guys also fucked me and bred me. After those crowd left it was time for me to relax too. # Day 2 There was a very hot white guy - he was wearing a black tank top and a pair of shorts, wearing a baseball cap, but he is in great shape, tall and strong. The first time I saw him I knew I wanted him. I tried several time to approach him but was ignored. I had sex with other guys and it was not bad. I wasn't chasing that guy any more. Around 11pm, I went to the play area and I just got on one bench ass up face down. After several minutes, an old guy came and started to play with my ass and he started fucking me too. Soon a crowd was formed around me and I was the center of attention again. Next time I looked back I saw that hottest guy was there too, and he was rubbing his dick. I was immediately more excited. Another guy came forward and bred me, I think I had 3-4 loads in me at that time. Then the hottest guy came to me and started fucking me! I was like "YES!!" and his dick is big! I didn't see it but I think it's at least 8 inches and thick. I inhaled some popper and I felt I was in heaven! I could feel all the load in my ass being pushed again and again by his big white cock. He even held me up and kissed me. While I was moaning he was talking to me like "take this cock baby" "yes right there baby" and it made me feel really good. Guys around me was cheering for that like “take that big fucking cock”. He fucked me for like 10 mins and came in me too. When he came everybody around us was cheering again. I was so happy. After that the crowd left and I went back to my room. Around 12am I logged on Grindr and started talking with a guy named "Hung Vers 8x6" and he came to my room. Damn his cock is gorgeous, and it's truly hung! I started sucking his cock and then riding it like crazy. But he then asked me to suck it again and came all over his chest. It's a shame that he didn't come in me. But then he asked me if he could invite his friend over to fuck me too. Of course! When his friend came over he left. And his friend took off the shorts and I was happy to see another big cock. But when it got harder and harder I realized it was the biggest and thickest cock I've seen. We fucked like crazy and he definitely knows how to use his big thick cock. I didn't want to cum but he made me anyway. After he pulled out I found a bit blood on the sheet. (and a bit poop because he fucked so hard). And then he said he should have brought his haler because he started suffering asthma. Damn I took it as a compliment for the sex, and for me. **On Sunday** it was a bit slow. Much slower than Saturday. There were two hot daddies walking around. One with a fucking big cock and I sucked it several times, but he had no desire of fucking an ass. He told me he’d like to cum in my mouth while I got fucked. Im fine with that lol. And another hot daddy wasn’t even naked and he was walking around a lot but never set eyes on me. But he watched a bit and was rubbing on his crotch while I was sucking on the daddy’s big white cock. Later on I went to the play area and got on a bench, ass up face down. After a while a crowd gathered around me and some one put a cock in my ass. The daddy came here too and he shoved his big cock in my mouth. I was being spit roasted and I was in heaven. I hit the popper hard and I felt I was just two holes to be used and that made me happy. The guy fucking me came and then another guy took his place, with a bigger cock. Soon after that the daddy fucking my mouth came too. I swallowed his cum. And another load in my ass after a few minutes. Then it got slow again. There was no one around the play area, and I finally overcame my shame and got on the sling. It felt interesting. 😉 After a while some guys came here and looked at me. Some of them didn’t even try I don’t know why. Maybe I’m too young for them or maybe they just wanted to watch. Finally someone came forward and started eating my ass. Oh it was a daddy type of guy I met at the pool who works for UC Berkeley. As he was eating and fucking me he said he’s been wanting my ass since he saw me around the pool for the whole day. I took it as a compliment 😂. Then some other guys came here and one guy had a big nice cock, maybe 7-7.5, and thick, big head. He fucked me like crazy and I loved it. The sling made it hit the right spot every time and I was going crazy. He dumped a load in me and his friend then fucked me and came in me in like 30 seconds. I happily took that load. He kept saying thank you to me haha. Another old guy came forward but he couldn’t keep hard. Then a couple of young guys came here, very hot and fit, one white one black, and they were just fucking each other , they didn’t fuck with other people which I really hated. They just wanted to put on a show and be a center of attention. While I enjoy being a center of attention too, I provide service and bring joy to others. I saw a daddy with very thick cock watching there. After that couple was done, he was looking at me and I signaled him to come. He moved slowly towards me and finally put his thick cock inside me. It felt really good and I can feel he almost came but he pulled out! Apparently he’s not ready to finish his day yet. The big cock guy then took his place and started fucking me again. And another load. And his friend then dumped another load, within 30 seconds again, and with a lot of “thank you” LOL. Then the big cock guy again started fucking me and it was hitting my spot every single stroke. My whole body started shaking and I couldn’t stop having organism from my ass. After several minutes of crazy feelings I finally shot a big load on myself. Damn. I needed a break. And I got off the sling and went back to my room. That was pretty much done for Sunday. After dark it got really cold and windy, I went to the play area and there wasn’t anybody I was interested in. Anyway that was a wild weekend and I loved it. I’ll definitely go back to CCBC again.

"Hey Stephen how are you doing?" I say walking into my girlfriends apartment. We're pretty new but with her crazy work schedule and the uncertainty of traffic her roommates were ok with her giving me a key so I could hang out and wait for her. "I'm good, a light day at the office and an exciting weekend planned ahead", he smiled as he changed the channel and dipped his hand into a bowl of snacks. "Oh? What's going on this weekend?" I asked as I entered my girlfriends room to drop my weekend bag off. "Cory's birthday party is this weekend!" "OH that's right! Shoot I wonder if Katie remembered." "You're cute", he laughed, "you guys don't need to get him anything, though it wouldn't hurt if you'd treat this more like home and walk around shirtless once in a while." "Funny, though I'm sure Katie wouldn't mind either." I said brushing it off. "You guys should just hang out tomorrow, drinks, music, games. The usual, but with more people." "Sounds fun, but I don't know Katie's schedule. But I'm sure we'll join." I went into the room and laid down on the bed. I spend the weekends here, there's always an event of some kind. I don't mind, and their friends are fun. Flirting never hurt and Katie thinks it's funny. The events never lead to anything much, just lots of drinking and on the rare occasion a guy will join the couple, Stephen and Cory, in their bedroom next door. I've never done anything with a guy, the idea of it is rather odd to me, and as much fun as they sound like they have beyond the wall, it's not my cup of tea. Katie came home late, like usual and we spent the evening after dinner watching Netflix and sex to tire us out before passing out in bed. She gets really wet and to avoid making a mess we have a collection of towels to lay down, and we mix things up with a bag of toys we keep under the bed, a few vibrators, a dildo etc. The next morning the party started early, Cory and Stephen were in the kitchen mixing mimosas and made Katie and I one. We joined them and wished Cory a happy birthday as we started the music and let the drinks flow. With a lack of breakfast I was starting to feel the booze, and Katie fearing she would be called into work kept handing her drinks to me. Guy after guy trickled into the party, bringing more booze, food, and energy. I was really feeling the drinks and could barely keep their names straight. Katie ran off on her phone. "There she goes" I thought. She came up and apologized for having to go into work and told me to have fun, and told Stephen to "protect me". They laughed it off and she ran out the door. The day went on and I was a bit more than tipsy, I went to the fridge to grab a water bottle and there were a new collection of little bottles on the door. I picked one up "Jungle Juice Platinum" it read. A guy walked up behind me and pinched my ass. "Starting early today huh?" he said reaching around to my cock and the other grabbing the bottle. I stuck my ass out to avoid his hand on my dick and my ass came into contact with his groin. "Oh! Uh I don't know what this stuff is and uh no thanks haha" I said turning and backing up. "You've never done poppers?! he exclaimed. Stephen heard that and "came to the rescue". He took the guy by the shoulders and walked him out of the kitchen and came back. "Hey sorry about that we can get a little frisky when alcohol is involved. I see you found some fun stuff there." "Uh yeah I guess what is it?" I asked still holding the little bottle. "They're called poppers, they just kind of make you enjoy sex more. Take it! give it a shot, might spice things up." I grabbed a water bottle and the "poppers" as he said and went to the bedroom, placing the poppers on the night stand for tonight. I looked up how to take them and it seemed simple enough, it also said "relaxes soft tissues, as in the muscles surrounding the anus". "Huh.. that's why they must like it then," I thought. I started watching porn on my phone and got curious, the girls seem to enjoy anal sex, and of course the gay guys like it. I wonder what it feels like, I reached under the bed and grabbed the toys. I got on my hands and knees and lubed up the toy, with the phone resting against the pillow, I slowly pressed the small toy into my ass. It felt very weird, and my body pushed it right back out. "Oh yeah, the poppers should make this better". I opened the bottle and as instructed put it under my nose to inhale. It made me cough, but almost immediately I was light headed. I pushed the toy in and it started to feel good. I think I can handle the bigger one. I reached into the bag and got the bigger dildo, it's just slightly bigger than myself so about 7 inches but thicker. with a bit of lube my ass took the entire toy. I was shocked. It felt good, but hard and a bit rough. I took a hit of more poppers and let it rest inside me. "This is much better than the bathroom!" I hear from behind me. "Holy shit!" I flipped over on my back, the toy shooting out of my ass and landing at the foot of a tall tattooed clean cut guy. "No, no, you're clearly enjoying it. Continue." he said handing me the toy. "Flip back around" My eyes darted to the door, it was shut and locked. "Continue..." he repeated, "let me help". He grabbed my legs and turned me over, grabbed my ass and pulled me up onto all fours. He took the toy, spit on it and pushed it in and out of me. It felt amazing, I reached out for the poppers and he laughed, "oh you really want to have fun, take 1 hit per nostril you slut." "Oh fuck" I said out loud, I had never been treated this way with girls and it was really dirty. I took the hits of poppers and as I did he took the toy out and put a bigger one in, AMAZING. It felt so good, it was getting so deep. He grabbed my wrists and put them on my lower back, and that's when I felt it. His hips rammed against my ass, his balls knocking into mine. He moaned and quickened his pace. I had never felt anything like it, my head was spinning, my cock was soft but I was hornier than ever. He took the poppers and poured some on my underwear and shoved it in my mouth. My head was throbbing, ass was throbbing, cock was throbbing. He ripped the underwear out of my mouth and pulled my hair. "Where am I going to cum bitch." "I don't care" I managed to say in my haze. "That's a good slut" he said as he thrust hard into my ass and yelled as he released into me. He put his shirt back on and there was a knocking on the door. FUCK FUCK FUCK! I immediately came to my senses. He just let the whole party know what was going on in here. I scrabbled and tried to put clothes on but he opened the door. The whole party was trying to look in the door. Poppers and toys all over the bed, and his cock still dripping cum. He grabbed his shorts and walked out, "great party Cory, he's all yours boys," he said as he left the party. They all stood there, half of them mouths agape. Stephen pushed through the crowd, and shut the door. "You ok?" he asked sitting next to me on the bed. "Yeah, just worried about what Katie will say" "We can keep it a secret if you want, from her." he said as he rubbed my back. "Yes please." "Looks like you enjoyed it" he said wrapping his hand around my hard dick. "I actually enjoyed it a lot more than I ever imagined, but what does that mean now" "It doesn't have to mean anything, you clearly love women. you just happen to have fun with cocks. Word will spread through our group of friends, Thomas brags about all the guys he converts. "Converts? from straight to gay?" "Haha no, you're cute. He's Poz, although it looks like he might have succeeded in that too. It's not for sure, but you better go to the doctor to be safe. We'll be having a lot more fun."

Doing a scene Sunday night when I have the house to myself… This is something that feels so decadent to me. Have done this a couple times before, but not for years. Have a subby guy I met online coming over to suckle me while I drink beers, vape a little Delta 8 and watch straight porn. My little cocksucker is going to kneel under my desk in my basement office, in front of my chair, while I enjoy some porn vids on my large PC monitors. We both want this to last a while. My cock can provide delicious fluids for his nourishment while he pleasures me… I ooze pre-cum but that’s not all I’m talking about. I’ll be drinking beers and I do not want to have to get up, bladder will get full and I have the ability to piss with a hard-on… This guy assures me he is an experience oral sub, he will take anything I have to give into his eager, sucking, closed mouth, won’t spill a drop of the frequent spurts of man-water. He will enjoy giving service with this kind of ongoing liquid rewards until I finally feed him a protein dessert… I can’t wait to lean back in my chair, hot girls sucking dick on my big monitor screen, cold beer in my hand, bladder full to bursting… Thrusting my hips up to push my cock deeper into his mouth and let out a forceful jet of piss while he moans and drinks. Sunday cannot get here fast enough.

Started talking to him on Growlr, partnered musclebear with a PA, pierced nips and into spandex and fetish gear. Met for coffee near my place and things looked good so he came over to play. Amazing kisser and cocksucker and we took turns on each other’s cocks and hooked our two ringed cocks together for extra pleasure. He then turned me around and bent me over so he could eat my hole and get me moaning. He got up and rubbed his pierced cock against my tight hole and pushed it in a bit. We headed to the bed, got the lube out and he had me on my back with my legs on his shoulders as he got the rest of his bare pierced penis inside me. He bent over me and we kissed deep and passionate. I started rubbing his nipple rings and he said that will make me cum so I rubbed them harder and told him to breed me. After another two minutes he filled my hungry hole with his DNA. After he pulled out I didn’t know if he’d wait for me to cum or lose interest but he bent over and swallowed my throbbing cock and squeezed my balls and sucked it until I blew my load down his throat. I kept his load inside me for almost two hours. Heaven.

Have you considered that it could be your playlist in the background thats getting you hurt?

Some love it vice-tight and some love it totally wrecked.. It's all personal preference. When I top I prefer the hole not be vice-tight, because that can hurt. For an everyday ass fuck I like a hole that's somewhere in the middle - experienced enough to not be too tight, but not wrecked to the point where they can't squeeze down and provide some friction when you're pumping. As a bottom, my hole definitely isn't vice-tight, but it's also far from being completely wrecked.. I have some toys (some would say medium, others would say large) that I play with, but not often enough to give any permanent stretch. Because of that I can open up relatively easily when I want to, but most of the time a top won't know that I use them. However, I have a great deal of horny respect for guys who love to wreck their hole to ever-larger dimensions. In most cases they're able to squeeze down nicely when they need to for a fuck, but able to gape or prolapse when they play hard. Kudos to those destroyed holes and they guys attached to them!

Me I didn’t take prep I stop asking for status and today am looking at different hiv tattoo for my fist tattoo

I love pubic hair and hairy armpits. Love to know what color pubes Men have. Love sticking my nose in them whilst sucking.

I was so horny today that I had to stop by the bookstore. Just my fucking luck the place is dead. I needed to cum so I paid the attendant and went in the back. I got in my booth and just as I yanked out my cock the attendant comes in and starts sucking my cock. Hell I didn't complain. His mouth felt wonderful. He had me slide my ass to the edge of the bench and as he continued sucking my cock he slid a finger up my ass. That was to much and I shot my load deep down his throat. After I finished cumming he withdrew his finger and undid his pants. His cock was hard and leaking and I engulfed it in my mouth. His cock was 7 inches but not thick so it fit perfectly in my mouth. After several minutes he said he wanted to fuck me. I knew I should have asked for a condom but the whore in me just said ok as I turned around and presented my ass to him. He used his spit on my ass and with my saliva coating his cock he shoved his cock up my ass. He was what I needed right then. He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard. Just the way I love it. Within a couple of minutes he was ready to cum and I told him to fill me up. He laughed and called me a pig and filled my ass with his cum. I felt each wave of cum on my ass and I had another orgasm without touching myself. After he finished he pulled his cock from my ass and told me to stay put. He got in front of me and told me to clean his cock for him. I obeyed. As I cleaned his cock he stroked my head and said welcome to the club. He saw the confusion in my eyes and laughed. His cock got hard again and he said he had shot his poz babies in my ass. Instead of being pissed i stopped sucking his cock and begged him to fuck me again. And he did eagerly. He rammed his cock back in my ass and within minutes I had another poz load from him. After he came he told me to stay still. He zipped his pants back up and went to the sales floor. He had returned with a butt plug and inserted it in my ass. He then asked for my number and said he would message me when I could remove the butt plug. He told me I could get dressed and to await his message. So I'm now sitting at home still waiting.

Still one of the best stories on this site.

Part 6 Since I’ve known you, you have been flaunting your little tight ass in front of me. I kept noticing your good looks and slender body through your clothes. Of course, I assumed you were straight, and being the horny bastard that I am, it made me lust for you even more. It was a different story for your friend Max, the way he looked at you, and other guys in class, the way he smiled; oh yeah Max got me hard every time I had the leisure to [banned word] on him. That’s right, look but not touch. I am your teacher, and you are not quite legal, yet. By the end of next month, that will all change as you will graduate to the adult world. The two best friends, Leo and Max, born 6 days apart, will celebrate their eighteen birthdays. And me, the “Old Pattison”, will be on a mission to tap these little asses, and teach you few more extracurricular tricks. *** The “Old Pattison” was caressing Leo’s naked body. Leo was breathing peacefully, still asleep. John was kneeling next to the bed, observing the little old man. His master. *** He had been one of his pupils, years ago. Back then, two years later after his graduation, in a party venue, he stumbled on his teacher. Half-drunk, he started chatting with his ex-teacher. Well, he drank more than he talked. Pattison had recounted him the night’s events. It was a slurring and sleepy head that was directed, by a very watchful – how convenient! - professor to the basement. John had totally forgot about his girlfriend upstairs. “You have never drink Jack’s before?” Pattison asked John. “Nnno…” and he drank the shotglass offered to him, and the next ones until he was unable to raise his arm anymore. You needed to piss badly and mumbled something about wetting your pants. “It's too late to go the bathroom upstairs, and besides, you're too drunk to walk. You'd better come with me.” You suspected nothing, even though Pattison told you that he has to go as well, and that he will share his piss with you. There were few other people with us in the basement, no big deal. Pattison drag you in the laundry corner. You're too drunk to rationalize that there was a bathroom next door! You have trouble unzipping your jeans. “Uncoordinated fingers working with uncooperative zipper is not a winning solution”, I told you. So, he offered you some help in taking off your clothing, first he removed your T-shirt and tossed it aside. “Hey…” you protested a little, but he ignored you and his hands unbuttoned your jeans and tug them downward. “Hey…” you protested more vigorously for few seconds before falling back in you drunk haze. “No sweat! We're guys! Right?” he laughed at you. He had you standing in underwear – not for long - not remembering when you lost your shoes and socks. Emptying the hamper on the floor, Pattison throws your underwear on the pile of dirty laundry. “Piss now” he ordered you, aiming your cock on your soon-to-be-soiled undies. Neither the pee shyness, nor the fact that another man is holding your cock seems to bother you. And piss, you do! “My turn” a grinning Pattison said before he dropped you on the wet mass and shoved your yellow-stained underwear in your mouth. “No… no… no… be a good boy and keep them in your mouth” the man said you, shoving them back in. “Now, look at me” Pattison pulled out his cock. A pretty large one for a small man. In fact, bigger than your own, bigger than any cock you have seen in locker rooms – not that you were intentionally looking. Warm piss was flowing on your head and body. Your eyes were burning, and you kept them closed; not opening them even when the underwear was removed and a cock, no, not a cock, you former teacher’s cock was shoved in your mouth. “Come on, you little straight cunt, suck me good”. Pattison was face-fucking you now, making you gagged. You weren’t able to prevent it, you barfed on it, all the alcohol and what ever your stomach was holding. “Well, this is a very pleasant and unexpected lube!” An enthusiastic Pattison said to no one. You had sobered up enough to understand that you’re naked in front of a naked man both sporting hard cocks, sober enough to realize the door of the room was open and few people looked at you, but still drunk enough to remain passive. No one would come to your rescue. “You will think that the worst thing is about to happen to you. That you are so defenseless, unable to fight back in any way. But you are wrong, right? You can fight back your old teacher and tell me to stop, right? “Yeah… I do” you replied more to convince yourself than really agreeing. “You will think that something terribly humiliating is about to happen to you in front of all these people. You will feel debased, shame will come, but you are not one of those wussy faggots, right?” “I am not a faggot” you replied more assertively. Pattison was now stroking your cock and raising a sensual energy from you, a sexual desire. “We both know it. I will fucked you and you will let me, right? You know it is going to hurt enormously, but nevertheless you will take it like a man. You are a real man, right? “Yeah, I am man” “You understand that I am the one who is doing this to you and that I am going to enjoy every fuckin minute of it, deflowering your virgin ass while you girlfriend is around somewhere, and continue until I am completely satisfied?” “Yes” you responded in a feeble voice. “There is not a damned thing you can do about it! Right?” “Yes, you are right professor” you replied. “Tell everyone, you want me to fuck your boypussy and you want to cum, right?” You looked around, and nodded affirmatively without hesitation. “Not good enough, say it out loud for everyone to hear: “I want to feel you cock taking my cherry until you shoot your precious load in my ass”. John had repeated these words. Words that he still remember today. Words that changed his life forever. Pattison had flipped him around on all four, pushed his head in the smelly dirty clothes and pushed his vomit-lubed cock in his ass. Pattison had shudder at the warmth of his cockhead penetrating the never-explored ass. Holding his hips, he slowly and deeply fucked the boy’s pussy, with John doing nothing but screaming forcefully and hoping it wouldn’t draw more attention, mostly from her girlfriend, and hoping it would be over soon. Hope is never a good option. “Do you remember anything from you sex ed class, John?” Pattison penetrated him so deeply that he almost puked again, then withdrew the slimy cock to the head of his dick. Leaning on his back, the man took both nipples between his fingers, twisted them and plunged back in one movement, eliciting another scream from John. “Remember anything about unprotected sex? Disease you can get?” John was unable to answer by anything than a loud grunt. The teacher kept fucking his ass furiously and roughly, increasing the tempo. The teacher was close to coming and considered blowing his load on his face and in his mouth. “Well, I will no transmit you any common venerial disease. With my load comes a nice gift that I want to share with you. A toxic load. Do you know what I mean? With that Pattison unscrupulously drove his poz cock in the tight ass. And again. Gripping John by his hair, tilting his head backward, still slamming his cock into him so Pattison’s balls were bouncing against his on ballsack, causing a little ache. “Answer me” “YES!” “And what is next?” “CUM!” "No, not cum. Have you listened to me? What's next?" "TOXIC CUM" “Yes, you are right. Warm toxic cum. And where does it go?” “IN MY ASS!” "And you want it? Because there is no going back. Are you sure?" "YES" “Your wish is my command. I am going to breed you boy” Pattison knew it would be a powerful orgasm. Nothing aroused him more than a virgin straight boy cunt. The old man erupted with shot after shot of toxic semen, flooding his guts. Pattison pulled out, took John’s t-shirt and started cleaning his cock covered in ass juice and sperm. “Who’s next?” A young black man stroking his hard cock came forward. “I would like to have a piece of that ass” A girl standing in the second row of the crowd shouted: “Go ahead. Sober him up for good with your dick deep in his ass. He’s not my boyfriend anymore!” She turned around and left leaving a well-freshly fucked John. The black man had his thick and long dick pressing up against his sore hole. Now, on his back, he was looking in the eyes of his fucker. “I’m going to fuck you and you will be a good bitch. Once I start, I won’t stop until I breed you. I want you to know that I share the same gift as the professor”. Grunts of pain were being heard all over the house. For the people that sticked around to John’s second fuck, moans and words like “don’t stop” echoed in the laundry room at each violent lunge of the black weapon he was pathetically impaled on. *** “I will send his boyfriend later to pick him up. You are not to touch him further” was all Old Pattison said before shutting the door behind him.

Liz kept drifting off thinking about the most amazing sex she had ever had and wondering what Marc was doing and what would happen when he came by tonight. Liz was wet and most all day and on edge hoping Marc wanted more but feeling guilty everything Justin text her something sweet or that he loved her. She replied as usual and told him she loved him and how happy she was to be living with him. Throughout the day Liz found herself watching this tall janitor that she had never really given much attention to, he was decent looking and always polite, but she suddenly wondered what he looked like naked. Could he be like Moose? She could not even remember this janitors name as she watched him work and he smiled at her every time he caught her looking at him. He stopped by her office before she left for the day to ask if she had any work for him and she told him none she could think of. He handed her a piece of paperwork and told her that if she ever needed anything she could text him directly. Chaz 819-555-1212. Text me. Liz put the number in her phone under work numbers and tossed the paper since she did not want Justin to ask her about it, she vowed to herself to only use it for work and her mind kept going back to Moose. Liz rushed back to her place and Justin was home and they kissed and make out before Moose arrived. It was less then twenty minutes and in came Moose with another bud Ryan. Ryan was pretty like a model and good looking but not manly like Moose, Justin and Chaz. I really wanted everyone to leave or pass out except Moose. The night went on and soon Ryan and Moose left, and I was disappointed. I told my boyfriend that I had a headache, but I was disappointed that Moose did not want to play again. For the next three nights Moose came over and left and said nothing must Liz, when he left on Thursday night, she text Chaz and told him she needed him to help her re-arrange her office after work if he was available. He did not respond until the morning and the text read, “about time you asked me for help.” She had no idea what that meant but knew she would soon find out. The Friday went long, she kept thinking about Moose and his hot body and huge dick. The place started to clear out around four and soon Liz was alone int he office and she text Chaz. He texts her back and told her to come to the storage room. She walked down to the storage room and found Chaz shirtless. He had tats on his left side on his ribs, across his pecs and over his shoulder. Liz commented on what an amazing tat he had, while she was looking at his lean muscular body. He thanked her and asked her if she wanted to touch it, it seemed corny, and Liz thought to herself that he must use this line a lot, but she said she did and she placed her hand on his torso and then traced up his rib cage and to his pec and across his nipple and that made him jump. He asked her if she wanted to see other tat and she nodded yes, he unbuttoned his pants and slide them down enough to show a serpent from just about his penis around to his buttocks. He kept his pants up enough not to show the head of the serpent or his penis and said feel this one. Liz reached out and rubbed his Serpent and she saw his pants move but his hand did not and the more she rubbed the more his pants tented, and Chaz finally dropped his pants, and the serpent head was on the tip of his penis, and she jacked his dick and then got on her knees and began to suck his huge dick as she jacked it. Chaz moaned and let her service him for five minutes before pulling her up and undressing her after locking the door and leading her to a mattress just around the corner where he picked her up and lifted her up and placed her on his shoulders while he began to eat her out and began to moan and shake and soon came for the first time of the night. Once she had cum the first time, he placed her on center of the bed legs spread and kissed her body as he rubbed his huge serpent on her clit and then pressed his dick inside her. Liz felt amazing, his penis was longer but not as thick as Moose and his hands were all over her body while he drilled her and after twenty minutes, they both came together. Liz expected him to finish like Moose and eventually pull out and be finished but he continued to fuck her and make out with her, and she soon came again and shot a second load inside her soon after. He proceeded to make love to her for two hours and telling her how much he wanted her since he started, and she tasted even better then he imagined. She told him she had to get back to her boyfriend and how much she enjoyed being with him and the told her he would help her on Wednesday evening move her office again. She said she would have to check, and he told her he would be waiting for her on Wednesday. OMG, she thought, I know I want to be with him again, but I cannot let anyone know here that I am cheating on my fiancé. She left and almost completely forgot about Moose. She drove home with cum deep in her from Chaz and when she arrived Justin was there with Moose. Liz felt good knowing she had Chaz now that Moose had fucked, breed and ignored her and she tried to not want him anymore but the more they drank the more she wanted him. While they were drinking Justin got a text from his mother that she needed him to come home tomorrow, Saturday and stay over to take care of his dad. He was being released from the hospital and Justin’s younger brother was away visiting a college. Justin was always a mom’s boy and he told her he would be home early tomorrow and stay till Monday morning. Moose left and Justin and Liz made out and had sex before Justin fell asleep. Liz could not help but wish Moose or Chaz were there to finish her off, she was having a hard time Cumming anymore when Justin made love to her. She had to fake it the last two times. She was up and away, and a text came in she did not recognize. It read, party at my place tomorrow. Hope you can attend; I need to get inside you again. Liz was paralyzed and did not want to answer it until she knew who it was, she rushed to get Justin’s phone and used his thumb to open the lock and found Moose’s number and Bingo the text was from Moose. She texts back, sure what time and where? 4 PM, be ready to stay all night. Liz lit up and knew she had wanted to fall asleep in Mosses arms ever she he first took her. Liz got all her errands completed so she could be to his place at four and had her bag packed. She was wet and horny and knew she needed Moose inside her. She arrived at four and there were three other cars in the driveway, and she was disappointed. She thought it would just be her and Moose. She knocked and Moose came to the door and leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Wow, she thought, this is what I wanted. He led her into the living room where he introduced her to his brother Dino and two of his brothers’ friends - Scott and Ricardo. Ricardo looked to be early 20’s dark eyes and a muscled body 5’11 or so and Scott was 5’10 white and attractive blonde lean like a runner and Moose’s brother was a young version of him. He was even better looking. Liz told everyone it was nice to meet them and leaned into Moose. Dino went to grab Liz a drink, Dino made it strong so she could catch up. Soon Dino said they wanted to run a contest. Liz would be the judge and we needed to find out who was the best kisser of the four of them. Liz looked at Moose and he said it would be fun, he would start, and he leaned over and kissed her and make out with her for a minute. Then Dino took his turn and Rick and finally Scott. Dino told her there would be four rounds and she had to take a big dink after each round, but she also had to eliminate someone. The first round proceeded, and she loved all the attention, and she took a big dink and eliminated Scott. Then round two went and she eliminated Ricardo and it was down to Dino and Mouse and she picked Dino. Dino pranced around and showed off, then announced next contest. Whose cock taste the best. Before Liz could say anything or object, they all dropped their shorts. They lined up and Moose encouraged her to take her time and suck and lick each one for a minute. Moose and Dino had huge dicks long and thick. Scott's was long but medium thickness and Ricardo had a super thick uncut dick. Dark brown and thicker than a beer can. Liz began with Scott, his dick was clean and his pre-cum stated sweet, she had never tasted cum that was sweet. She moved to Ricardo and his dick was hard to suck but she did the best she could and worked his uncut dick and then to Dino and finally Mouse. If she was being honest, she would have picked Ricardo to lose the first round, but she picked Dino fearing he would end up with two wins and he was already full of himself, so she picked him and then took a big drink. Dino moves to behind Liz and as she began to suck Moose on the second round, he had slipped her panties aside and began to eat her pussy. Liz tried not to cum, but Dino had a long hard tongue and before she knew it, she had cum hard while sucking Moose. When she finished Scott moved over and fucked her mouth and then Ricardo did the same. She eliminated Ricardo and then took a huge drink and Dino let Ricardo take his place and eat out Liz’s pussy and she again came while she was sucking Scott this time and then Dino and after shaking and sucking while she moaned on Scott’s dick, she picked Scott as the winner. They all took a break, and the guys took a piss and they all got refills as Dino passed them around. He fist bumped Scott each with a win and announced the next game. Who can hold out the longest was the name of the contest? Each guy would sit down, and Liz would ride their cocks for one minute. The one who can hold out the longest without Cumming wins. Liz knew she should not do it, but she was so hot and horned up she could not say no. She started with Scott and rode him as he moaned and then Dino and Mouse and finally Ricardo and her moaning got louder with each. On the four pass Scott came inside Liz ending his chances and on the fifth round Dino blows his load inside Liz and Ricardo blow on round seven and Mouse drills one home five minutes later with Liz Cumming each round on one of the guy’s dicks.

Part 14 I was sitting at the table the next morning as mom was finishing up breakfast. I watched her wondering if she had any clue about my dad fucking another woman. As I was pondering this, my dad walked into the kitchen and gave my mom a big smootch on the cheek. "Morning dear." He said as he patted her on the butt. "Morning hun." She replied, patting him on his cheek. My parents have always been affectionate to each other and seemed to have a strong marriage, so it confused me even more that my dad was cheating on her. But then like Colt pointed out, who the hell was I to judge? After all, I could still feel a slight ache in my ass from Colt fucking me. "Well look what our son has on his neck, Doris." Laughed my dad. "Get lucky this weekend sport? That's my boy!" I was mortified because I had completely forgotten about the massive hickey Colt had left on my neck. My hand went up to instinctively cover it. "Now Bill, you know I don't approve of that." Said my mom. "I think it's trashy." "Oh come on." My dad replied. "Boys will be boys." "Besides," continued my mom, "with as much time as he spends with Colt, I don't even see where he has time for girls." "Maybe they found a slutty cheerleader and double teamed her." Joked my dad. "Stop it right now!" My mom demanded. "I will not stand for this kind of talk! And you're embarrassing the boy. Look, he's blushing." "Oh come on. He knows I'm just joking, don't you son?" It was true. I was blushing. But not just from the conversation. The sex talk made me think about eating my dad's cum last night, and I was getting hard. "It's ok mom." I said as I wolfed down my food. "Dad's just teasing me. But I gotta shower before I'm late." I said as I jumped up from the table. I ran upstairs and turned the shower on before checking myself in the mirror. Damn, Colt had left a huge deep purple hickey. I thought about trying to cover it up with some of mom's makeup, but realized it would be a futile effort. I would just have to deal with it. I quickly showered and headed out the door. I saw Colt almost immediately at school. He was wearing one of his thermal tops that he wore when we went hunting. I have to admit, I loved seeing him in it. The white fabric clinged to his body and accentuated every one of his muscles. "Guess I'll have to wear these for a few days." He laughed. "Well, that's what you get for being such a nasty slut!" I whispered to him. "Yea, I guess so. See ya later." He waved as he ran off to first period. The rest of the week flew by with Colt and I hooking up as much as we could. We just couldn't get enough of each other. We even managed to find an unused supply closet where could fuck each other during school. And I'll tell ya, there is nothing quite like the feeling of sitting by Colt in Trig with a freshly fucked hole full of his cum. And we both had started wearing butt plugs to keep in each other's loads during class. I would casually gyrate my ass on my seat and feel it pushing against my prostate causing my dick to leak. Life was good. Friday night found us heading back into the city for one of Colt's shows. Unbeknownst to me, it was about to become my official debut. He had snuck our football gear into a duffle bag in the back of the truck. I didn't question what was in it as I assumed it was the sex toys we had purchased. We casually hit the pipe back and forth as we traveled down the highway and were already nicely spun when we arrived at Dante's and Carlos'. "I gotta surprise for you." Colt said as he tossed the bag on the bed. "Tonight, you're going to star in your first movie." "What the fuck Colt!" I asked, shocked. "I don't know man. I don't think I can do that." "Come on baby." He said, pulling me into him and kissing me, using his seductive, persuasive voice that he knew could get me to do anything he wanted. "Do it for me. Do it for your big daddy. It'll be so hot." "But what if someone finds out?" I asked with genuine concern. "No one will find out baby." He purred. "I promise. Do you think I would have done everything I have if I was worried about someone finding out? Now here, hit this." He said as he handed me the pipe. As I hit it, he unbuckled my pants and pushed them down. "Colt, I......." My voice trailed off as I was getting lost in the T and Colt's power over me. "Shhhhhh baby." He hushed me as he pulled my shirt over my head. In no time flat he had me completely naked. "Now baby, let's get you dressed up. My mind was in a fog of drugs and lust as Colt put on my football gear. The full uniform. Pads, cleats, jock, pants, helmet, the works. Then I sat on the bed as I watched Colt strip and gear up. "You guys ready?" Asked Carlos. "Yea, were ready." Answered Colt. "Then let's begin." Said Dante. "Oh man this is going to be hot!" Carlos started filming as I watched Colt tie off my arm, swab me, and stick the needle in. After he pushed the plunger and I layed back coughing, he did the same to himself. Then he slowly removed my helmet, then his own. He stared deeply into my eyes as he leaned in and started kissing me, tenderly. We made out for a few minutes before he slowly pushed me back and unlaced my pants. Fishing my hard cock out of my jockstrap, he began slowly sucking my cock. He licked it all over before eventually deep troating it. I groaned as he worked his magic on me. After sucking me for a while, Colt stood up and untied his pants, pulling out his big cock. "Let's see what kind of mouth you got, faggot." He growled as he grabbed the back of my head pulling me into him. I instinctively opened my mouth and took him in. "Oh yeah." He moaned. "Suck my cock you cocksucking fag." He ordered me. I lost myself in the moment and really went to town on his dick. "Oh yeah, straight football boy." Colt laughed. "You ain't no straight boy. Straight boys don't suck cock like that. You're a fucking queer!" "Yes sir." I mumbled with his cock stuffed in my mouth. "Say it fag. Say your a cocksucking faggot queer!" He ordered me. Pulling me off of his cock by my hair, he shouted at me. "SAY IT!" "Yes Sir!" I panted. "I'm a cocksucking faggot queer!" "That's right you are!" He said as he spit on my face. Then he grabbed the back of my head again and rammed his huge dick all the way down my throat, holding me tight against his pubes until I ran out of air and started flailing my arms. Then he pulled out and I gasped for air as I spit up phlegm and it ran down my chin. He grabbed my hair and started to throat fuck me. And it wasn't a gentle throat fuck either, he was brutally slamming into me over and over as I choked and gagged. Eventually, he pulled himself from my throat, picked me up and threw me face down on the bed. He pulled my pants down to my ankles and smacked my bare ass a few times. "Let's see if your faggot pussy is as good as your cocksucking mouth!" He barked as he mounted me. He wrapped one of his python biceps around my neck, choking me. Then, with only spit covering his cock, he rammed it into me in one hard thrust. "Aaaaaaarrrrrrgggggg!" I screamed as my eyes filled with tears. Even though I had taken his cock many times, this was different. This was straight up rape. Dante handed Colt a popper soaked rag which he held over my nose and mouth. Soon the chemicals started doing their job and my hole loosened up a bit. But that didn't slow Colt down at all. He fucked me as hard as he could as tears flowed from my eyes. "Say you like big cock up your faggot hole, bitch. Say you love having your pussy ass queer hole raped like a little bitch. SAY IT YOU STUPID CUNT!" He shouted. "Yes Sir." I sputtered through my tears as he continued to choke me. "I love having cock up my queer hole! I love having my pussy faggot hole raped by your big cock!" "Beg me to rape you harder, faggot! DO IT! Beg for my cum in your worthless cunt!" "Please Sir!" I begged through my tears and pain. "Please rape my worthless cunt harder! Cum in my ass Sir! Cum in my worthless faggot ass!" I don't know how it was possible, but Colt managed to rape me even harder! He pounded me over and over while I continued to sob. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Colt began to huff and puff before announcing, "I'm cumming bitch! I'm cumming in your faggot queer ass!" With that he buried himself in me and held still. I could feel his cock swell and throb as he pumped his cum deep inside me. And to my shock and surprise, my own cock that only until now I realized had been hard the whole time, started shooting off, soaking my jock and the bed beneath me. Colt collapsed on my back as the last of his load slowly dribbled out of his cock and into my brutalized hole. He rolled off me, with a satisfied grin on his face. "Well, let's not let the bitch get comfortable, get up here Carlos!" He instructed the Mexican. "Let's get this cunt naked!" They stripped me of my uniform and laughed when they discovered I had shot my load from my raping. And the next thing I knew, Carlos had me on my hands and knees and he was ramming his fat Mexican cock into me. I started to moan as his was fuck wasn't as brutal as Colt's and was much more pleasurable. Colt just smiled as he patted me on the head like a dog. "That's a good boy." He praised me. "That's a good little faggot slut." I felt a deep sense of pride that I was making Colt happy. After Carlos had added his load into me, Dante moved in. I watched as he coated his dick in a coating of crystals. I anticipated the oncoming feeling of the burn with a mixture of fear and longing. My pussy was aching, but I somehow wanted it to ache more. And I wasn't disappointed. Dante sunk his big black snake into me and I hissed and moaned as my body shook from the intense burn. I instantly wrapped my arms and legs around Dante and started begging him to fuck me. "Fuck me stud! Fuck my slutty faggot pussy!" I begged him. "Give it to me. I'm a faggot bitch hole to use and fuck! Oh God, FUCK ME!" Dante started fucking me deep and hard, and I just begged for more. "I'm tired of listening to this faggots mouth." I heard Colt say as he climbed by my head. He grabbed my hair and pulled my hair back, causing my mouth to fall open. He had a straight shot right down my throat, and he took full advantage of it, burying his bone all the way down my gullet. He wrapped his hands around my throat so he could feel his big cock stretch my throat out and stroke his cock at the same time. After Dante shot his load deep inside me to join the other two, Colt returned to my ass, giving me another brutal fuck. By the end of the night I had taken 6 loads in my hungry pussy. The final shot for the camera was a close up of my red, ravaged hole as I pushed my rosebud out and it dripped cum. We decided to spend the night at Dante's and Carlos' that night in the spare room. We were still wired and horny as Colt climbed between my legs. "I got one more in me baby. Come on, let daddy in." I didn't even try to refuse as I spread my legs. This time, Colt was gentle and loving and he made love to me. "I'm so proud of you baby." He moaned into my ear as he sawed in and out of my pussy. "You did so good tonight. You made daddy very happy. Daddy loves his slutty little meth whore. I love you so much." "I love you too daddy. I always want to please you. I always want to make you happy." "You do baby, you do." He moaned as he started cumming in me. Of course, my own cock shot off at the same time.

I entered their room, I've never been inside. it felt like a club, LED lights around the ceiling and corners, a nice big TV, and a huge bed. Stephen was in bed alright, slowly stroking, a porn compilation was playing on the huge television. I walked up to the edge of the bed and without looking at me Stephen pointed down to his cock. I climbed onto the bed and crawled to him replacing his hand with my mouth on his cock, my ass facing their bathroom. Stephens hand wrapped around the back of my head and he guided me up and down, moaning. I heard the bathroom door open and Cory dove into my ass with his tongue, it felt amazing. I wanted Cory to stick his cock in my ass already, but I knew Stephen would be going first. I was right. Stephen pulled my head off his cock and up to him, "Ride me". As I climbed onto him he reached over, pumped lube into his hand, then onto his cock and reached under my balls and shoved 1 finger into my ass, moving it around. I placed his cock at the entrance and slowly sat down, it would go in a bit, and my ass would start to reject it, so I'd start over. All of a sudden a wash cloth was placed over my face, I gasped, getting a huge whiff of some odd chemical, I immediately got dizzy. "Fuck is this chloroform?" I thought to myself. My ass loosened and his cock sunk deep into my ass, my mouth opened, and I took even more of the chemical into my lungs. I didn't pass out, instead my head was swirling and throbbing. I heard Stephen say, "Ride it bitch, make me cum." I slowly worked his cock as I've seen countless girls do in porn. I felt Corey's hand wrap around my cock from behind, his dick was in between my ass cheeks. This was the most pleasure I've experienced when it comes to sex. Corey's hand is no pussy but the combination of all of this was driving me wild. "Do you want to cum?" Stephen asked, taking over for Corey. I nodded. He slapped my cock, reached up and grabbed my throat pulling me down to him. "Do you want to cum?" he asked again. "Yes Sir" "Good straight boy, or are you our secret little faggot" I nodded again, my head throbbing. "Say it!" "I'm your secret little faggot" "Corey didn't hear you" As I went to say it louder the rag was placed over my mouth again, there was a different smell, a familiar one. My head swirled some more. "Earn it, if you want to cum" Stephen said letting go of my throat. I rode his cock as best I could, it never slipped out and he started meeting my movement, I lost track of Corey. "That's it, that's it." he said through gritted teeth. His hands grabbed my ass and shoved me down onto his cock as deep as it goes as he moaned and lurched, I couldn't feel the cum but I could feel the base of his cock tensing up. Stephen reached up and grabbed my throat again pulling me down to him, bringing me in for a kiss. Our tongues danced and traded saliva as he moaned. I felt what assumed to be Corey's cock at the entrance to my ass. He pressed it in, Stephens cock was still in there. I gasped into Stephens mouth, his cock popped out, and Corey took over really pounding my ass. His hands gripped onto my hips and he kept a steady pace. It wasn't long until he filled my ass with his cum as well. Stephen ended the kiss pulled me past next to his head. "We're thirsty, go pick us up something." he said into my ear. A large plug was being pressed into my ass. "Our cum stays in you." Corey finished getting the plug in and slapped my ass. "Light blue Gatorade please, lemon lime for yourself". He gave me a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I changed in front of them in a cum drunk poppered up daze. I grabbed my keys, phone and mask from the front room and headed to 7-11. I picked up the Gatorades and 1 for Katie as well. As I was purchasing them, and hand pinched my ass. I jumped slightly and turned around. Standing right behind me was Thomas. "FUCK" I thought. Thomas laughed and was holding an unsuspecting twink in his arm, they were buying condoms and beer, but I could smell the alcohol through my mask. "Join us tonight, your ass felt amazing" He said reaching out for me. "No thanks," I said dodging his hand. This poor kid isn't going to be fucked using those condoms tonight. Thomas laughed and as he slapped my ass I felt his hand hit the plug. And from his reaction, he knew what he hit. "Damn, come on you slut, I'm more fun than that plug." I grabbed the bag of drinks and snacks and bolted out of the 7-11 to Thomas laughing and a few others checking me out. I rushed home, gave the drinks to Stephen and Corey, changed and went to bed after drinking a whole water bottle and half the Gatorade. The plug stayed at their request.

I went over to the couch and managed to pick Katie up and take her to her bedroom. She flopped down on the bed and sighed. I got changed into something more comfortable, just a tank top and shorts, when I closed the drawer the container of poppers rolled out from under another pair of shorts. My cock twitched, betraying me, I put the tiny bottle in my pocket. As I exited the room I set up her umbrella against her door so if she opens it, I'll hear it and have enough warning. I enter the living space to find Cory and Stephen on the couch kissing and playing with each other. Stephen called me over. "Hmm, you need a better outfit, Cory," he said patting him on the ass "go give him something to wear." Cory smiled and got up and pulled me to the bedroom. "Have you ever worn a jock strap?" he said opening a drawer. "No is that those ass-less things?" "Yes, Damn you straight boys are boring nowadays. Here." he handed me a tiny piece of fabric. "lets see it". I slowly dropped my shorts and stepped into the jock, pulling it up all the way. It felt super strange, very exposed. "Really? Nasty pig?" I said finally reading the words on the strap. "I saw you that night, you're a nasty pig, just in training. Put this tank top on." I put the tight tank top on, grabbed my shorts and walked out to Stephen with Cory behind me. "Atta girl, I just let Danny into the building, you should let him in." As he finished that sentence the door opened and there stood Danny smiling. "Oh what a great surprise!" he said walking up to me, inspecting and circling me. His hand rested on the waistband and traveled along the rim to my back, he dropped his hand and gave my ass a squeeze. "On your knees bitch, I haven't cum yet today I'm over due." I got on my knees in front of him, I could see a bulge in his shorts. "He is not a big guy, there's no way his cock is this big" I thought to myself. "Come on sweetie, bring out your treat" I reached up and tucked my fingers under the waistband of his shorts and pulled down, He cock sprang free from his underwear underneath and gently slapped my cheek. My mouth opened a bit in surprise. And then I realized I must have looked like one of those countless porns with "cock reactions" from the girls. "Go slow first, kiss all over my cock." I did as I was told, kissing the base, the underside, the sides and of course the head. His hand started to gently caress my head, running through my hair. "Lets go to the couch." Danny said stepping over to the couch and sitting next to Stephen. Stephen patted the couch next to him and I got on my knees facing him and Danny, reaching over Stephen to take Danny's massive cock into my mouth. Stephens hand rubbed my lower back, my ass and my legs. Danny's cock tasted freshly washed and was really putting a strain on my mouth and jaw, I'm barely in it. Danny's hands helped guide my head up and down his shaft. I did my best to take him as deep as I could, but I couldn't help but gag. He was gentle about it, when I would gag he would let up and slow down. He seemed to get close and he stopped me, "He needs some loving too." I felt a mouth press against my exposed asshole and a hand fished my cock out of the jock strap. then Stephens hand grabbed my hand, I was jacking Stephen off with my free hand, as I started to go down on Danny again trying my best to make him cum. Cory was jerking my cock while eating my ass, I had never felt a sensation like it before, his tongue working in and out, all around my puckered hole. Danny got worked quickly, moaned and grabbed my head again forcing my head down as he came into my mouth. Stream after stream coating my mouth, they were right, it was sweet. Stephen extended his legs and sighed, his foot kicking my shorts and I heard the bottle of poppers leave the pocket and roll across the floor, and everything stopped, I gulped. "You dirty slut, when were you planning on taking those?" Stephen said. "Right now" Danny said. "Go get it on your hands and knees" he said playfully slapping my face. I stepped down to the floor and crawled across the room to grab the poppers. I turned around and all three guys had their cocks in their hands gently stroking and watching me. "Go ahead". I shook the bottle, took a hit and was starting to feel really good. "Go to the bathroom and get in the tub you nasty pig" Danny said. Stephen and Cory both acted excited, "ooooo" and they got up and went to their bedroom as I got up and went to the bathroom, Danny following me with a hand on my ass. As we entered the bathroom Danny practically slammed the door, he pinned me against it and said "Have you ever kissed a guy?" I shook my head no. "You kiss me like I'm your girlfriend and I might let you leave this bathroom dry." I leaned down to meet his lips and quickly his tongue entered my mouth, we kissed for quite a while and other than the bit of scruff I'm not used to, it was pretty hot. My cock was pressing against the jock strap. Danny stopped the kiss, reached for my hand where the poppers were and lifted it up. "take 2 hits, 1 in each nostril. Then tell me you what you think I brought you in here for" I took the two hits as told and I could feel my inhibitions leave me. "You were going to piss on me?" I asked. "Do you want me to piss on you?" "I want you to do what you want," came out of my mouth. "what the fuck" I thought. "In the tub piggy" he said giving my ass a big slap. I opened the curtain and climbed in the tub getting on my knees. "You don't have to drink it all but you do need to try 1 mouthful." he said. I stared up at him and saw him relax as he let out a sigh. a stream of off clear piss trickled to my knees, up to my thighs, getting more powerful as he went up my body to my face, I opened my mouth and let it fill up. I tried to swallow but it was tough, as I struggled to figure it out. He let the stream wet my hair and continue to coat my body. *Clunk* I came to my senses. The umbrella I set up in Katies room had fell over. She's awake. There was a knock at the door. Danny called out, "1 second sweatheart". He motioned to open my mouth again, his stream filling my mouth. I swallowed it, he handed me the poppers and said "2 more hits". "Fuck" I thought, "what is he going to do!" he flushed the toilet clocked the curtain and opened the door. "Hey sweetie here you go." and I heard Katie enter the bathroom, sit and use the toilet. I was terrified, sitting in the tub less that 3 feet away, in a jock strap, covered in piss. I lifted the bottle to my nose and took a slow and deep hit of the poppers. Katie sniffled, finished, got up and left the bathroom, I heard her go back to her room and shut the door. I relaxed in the tub. I can't believe I didn't get caught. The door opened again and I practically jumped. "Oh. My. God." I heard Stephen say, "I can't believe you didn't get caught." "I know me too" I said about to get up. "Ah ah ah, stay there, we have to go you nasty little piggy" Both Cory and Stephen were standing there, semi soft cocks in hand pointed at me. The streams started to flow in the same way Danny's started, on my knees, all the way up to my face. "Did you drink Danny down?" Cory asked. I nodded. "Then open up" Stephen said. My mouth quickly filled with their piss and spilled all over me. they were done faster than Danny. "Danny wanted to fuck your ass but wanted to know if you ever tested POZ." "I tested negative last week." "Oh fuck" Cory said. "Isn't that a good thing?" I asked. "Yes," Stephen said, "Unless Thomas finds out, then he won't rest until he converts you" "Let's hope he never finds out then" I said standing up. "We're happy you're neg...for now. We have a lot of friends that want a piece of your ass." Cory said. "Yeah it will be a lot easier to share you" Stephen said. "That's funny guys, we'll see." "Rinse off and join us tonight. We get a piece first"

"Hey babe, hopefully you weren't waiting long today." Katie came into her room, dropped her laptop bag and sat on the edge of the bed. "The guy's friends have been asking about you all week! You must have been the life of the party last weekend!" "Really? haha.." I said nervously, "who has been asking?" "Literally every guy they've hung out with this week has asked if you were home. Danny, Matt, you name it they all wanted to hang out with you" "Oh that's weird, I mean I chatted with them a bit but nothing crazy." "Are you sure they didn't see you naked or anything? Did they see anything they liked?" He said playfully rolling over and giving my cock a rub through my shorts. Before I could say anything she got up and picked up her small purse. "I'm hungry, lets go get something" and went out into the living room with her roommates. I grabbed my phone, wallet and keys and followed. I was nervous as fuck, did someone spill the beans? We left the apartment and when we got down to the car I told Katie I needed to use the bathroom. I ran upstairs and went into the living room, I didn't even know how to confront the roommates about this. I just let it out. "Katie asked if your friends saw anything they liked at the party last weekend! Who said something" "Woah there got my ass fucked last weekend, no one said anything. We were here the whole time, and we didn't say anything. She must have been joking." Stephen said standing up and walking to me. "BUT, it's getting really hard to keep the secret, you're the talk of the town. you're lucky Thomas didn't know your name" "What the f-" "We've kept it for you so far but we want some fun don't we babe." Cory stood up smiling and went into their bedroom. he came back out with lube and a butt plug and handed them to Stephen. "Lower your shorts and bend over, you'll wear this out to dinner. If you don't, we text a guest of our party that you are here tonight and want more than Katie can give you." I wanted to keep things simple, the less I have to explain to Katie the better. I lowered my shorts and bent over. Stephen put lube on the toy and pressed it against my hole. My ass rejected the toy over and over, I am still very tight. "Goddamn, Hey Cory he needs some help." Cory got up and went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of poppers and put it under my nose. I took a hit and immediately felt the effects. Cory placed one hand on the small of my back and slowly pressed the plug in, It felt bigger than it looked. I stood up and turned around, pulling my pants up. Stephen was still holding the plug I saw Cory come in the room with. "What's in my ass if you're still holding the plug?" I said reaching around to feel. "Its remote controlled sweetie", he held up his phone and there was a switch with numbers along side it. "Remember, it stays in your ass the entire time you're out or you might have a guest tonight." "What do you mean remote controlled" His finger went up to the phone and he dragged the cursor from 0 to 10. My ass started vibrating, with a strong sensation right above my dick in my lower stomach. "Are you serious I have to wear this all night!?" "All night" Cory said watching like a little kid at a ball game. "I don't know if he'll make it babe, who are we going to text tonight?!" "He's right, the entire time you're out. and we'll be having fun with this!" He turned me around by my shoulders and gently pushed me out the door. Dinner tasted good, but my mind was elsewhere, Katie was telling me about work and I couldn't concentrate. Luckily the guys didn't have as much fun with the toy as I thought they were, but they definitely got me changing my tone of voice once or twice, and Katie only once wondered what the vibration sound was from. Instead of Ubering home Katie wanted to walk because she's always sitting at work. I felt like every guy we walked past either knew I was the guy Thomas bred, or that I had a plug in my ass. We got back to the apartment and Katie went into the bathroom. I walked over to the couch, "Wow good job!" Stephen said turning me around and feeling the plug still in my ass. "Ok Fine... let's take it out but will you wear the smaller one?" he said with puppy dog eyes. "Seriously? Do I have to" "No I guess not, but let's hang out tonight us 4 and have some drinks, play a game or two." "I'll suggest it to Katie when she gets out" As soon as Katie exited the bathroom Cory practically tackled her. "Shots!??" He said grabbing her shoulders excitedly. She laughed and said sure let's do it. She's a light weight so about 4-5 shots of tequila in she was talking silly and saying we should go out clubbing. Sure enough with some board games turned into drinking games and passed out on the couch. I was nervous for what was in store for me. Cory went and grabbed a small glass from the cupboard, "You've had a load in your ass, but you've never tasted cum have you?" "No I definitely haven't" "What!?" Stephen said, "You haven't even tried your own?!" "No I haven't it always seems weird after I cum." "Well you're in for a treat." Stephen said patting me on the shoulder, "Us three are going to cum in that glass, and you're going to drink it, or we call a party guest." "How are we going to cum in the glass?" I sighed and said. "We'll go easy, just stroking ourselves and finish into the glass but you have to drink it after you cum in it to." "Fine. it won't kill me, but I don't know if I can handle a guest" We all pulled out our cocks and holy crap, They were both very... gifted, Cory cut and Stephen uncut, both bigger than my cock and standing taller than I've ever seen. They got to work smiling to each other and occasionally closing their eyes as they got to business. Cory came first and it dribbled into the glass, a good amount thick and very white. Stephen took a bit longer but when he came I thought he was going to wake up Katie and for a second thought he'd fill the glass. stream after stream it was unbelievable. I struggled. I finally got hard but it was so weird masturbating in front of guys let alone my girlfriends roommates. "I don't think I can tonight guys" I said, my cock flopping down. "That's ok, just drink ours." Cory said handing me the glass. I took a big sigh and went to throw it back like a shot. "Ah, ah ah! we want to see it in your mouth!" Stephen said. I lifted the glass and took it all in and showed them their cum in my mouth. It was sweet, salty but it stung my tongue and the back of my throat. The guys celebrated and wanted to know how I liked it. I told them it wasn't bad and was easier than the shots of alcohol. "That's good news" Cory said, "Go take Katie to bed and we'll call Danny over, he has the sweetest cum. "What!?" I exclaimed, "but I drank your guy's cum, like you said!" "We know, but we wanted all three of our cum loads in there. You'll be sucking your first dick tonight! We're so excited for you!"

This is actually what the Prep was designed for. So if one finds themselves in such a situation, they can still be a ho and do so with no headaches about it. If you're doing Prep and taking it correctly, your chances of exposure are almost zero.

1. Halloween Preparations I had met Seth at the gym. He was a senior, and I think he noticed me checking him out. He was beautiful: about 5'11", muscular, but not too muscular, brown hair and eyes. He had a rugby player's build, stout and muscular, with a muscular ass. I was far to shy to say anything, especially after he caught me checking him out. But he just smiled at me, and despite my blushing, I smiled back. Luckily, we both moved on to different parts of the gym, and then he disappeared. I resolved to never work out at that time again. Unfortunately, he was waiting for me outside the locker rooms. He smiled again, and my ass twitched. "Like what you saw?" he asked me. Even though I was a freshman, I was hardly a virgin. In high school, I had a steady boyfriend, and we had done a lot of exploring. I had learned what I liked, and that was a thick cock up my hole. Safely, of course. But, also, of course, when I was watching porn, I only watched bareback porn. It was so hot to see a twink boy take a load of sperm from a hot man. I had to answer him. "Y-Yeah," I said. The chance of him beating me up here was almost zero. But I was still terrified. "Nice. Me too." He smiled, and licked his lips. "I'm Seth," he said. "Kenta," I replied. "I gotta run. Here's my number. Let's get a smoothie soon," he said. But Seth's social schedule was packed. I was reasonably popular, but I was still just a freshman. We actually ran into each other more at the gym. We checked each other out, and talked a bit. Once, I saw him in the shower. His dick was thick, even when he was soft. I tried not to stare too much. We finally did the smoothie, but we did it by skipping a class. He had a fresh joint, and we smoked it out in the park, sitting in the sun. He had told me about his home life. He was living in a complex relationship with three other guys, two older men, and then one a few years older than him. He passed the joint to me, and motioned me closer, as he pulled out his phone. He started showing me pictures of his family. I was now sitting right next to him on the bench. We were both in tank tops, and his skin was warm, and still a bit damp from the workout. His "husbands and brother," as he called them were just as hot as he was. I must have said something when he showed me Jon's picture. Jon was the first of the two husbands, and he was balding, bearded, hairy, and hung. He was totally my type, and my asshole was twitching. "Yeah," Seth said. "You'd like him." He continued to show me the other husband and the brother. JP, the husband, was almost better than Jon. I even liked Cal, the tall, lean gymnast brother, although he was far too similar to me in build. "You should meet them. They're great people." He swiped again, and it was another picture of Jon. This time shirtless, wearing a leather harness and jeans. "Wow," I said. "Yeah?" Seth asked. "Are you interested in that?" "It's hot," I said. "Really hot. But I haven't done anything like that before." "You should come over. We've got a lot of gear. You can see what it's like." He leaned in and kissed me. When he told me about his family, I thought he was off-limits. "This is totally fine," he said, almost reading my mind. This time, I kissed him back. The weed was hitting me, and I was horny. "I'd like that." All I could think about was the picture of Jon in the harness. He had been wearing gloves, and I imagined the feel of the warm leather against my skin. "And maybe you'd play with us," Seth said. I had seen videos like that. I had fantasized about it. But I had no idea where to find them. I think I was also scared of it. I had jerked off to the porn. But actually doing it was another thing. Health class had made the consequences so clear, and very scary. "Uh..." I started, utterly unsure what I was going to say. "It's cool," he said, and kissed me again. "Whatever you want." "No," I finally said. "I'd like that. It's just.." "You're a virgin?" he asked, sounding genuinely surprised. "No, no, not hardly. Just never done it with more than one guy." "Oh," he smiled. He kissed me again. "That's easy. We're good at this. Lots of practice." He paused. "By the way, what's your safer sex practice?" "Uh. Usually condoms." I don't know why I said "usually," since I always used condoms. "Cool. We're almost all on Prep or meds," Seth said. "So, we're safe that way." I had seen signs about Prep, and I hadn't really thought about it. But then, with my dick already hard and the weed kicking in, my mind wandered. I could take a raw cock. It was just a pill, and I had heard how easy it was to get at the campus health center. I could take Jon's raw cock. It was definitely the weed's fault, but I couldn't stop thinking about the possibilities. "I'll have to see about it," I said. "Yeah! That's great. You want to come over next Friday?" he asked. "We're doing a little Halloween post-party." "Sure," I said. "What kind of Halloween party? Costumes?" "Yeah. Don't worry about it. We'll get you into some proper leather beforehand. You'll fit right in." He smiled at me and gave me another kiss. We made out for a few more minutes, enjoying the freedom to do this out in public and the warmth of the late fall sun. But, finally, he had to be somewhere, and I had a lab section. Later, he texted me the details. He wanted me to have some time with his family first, before the rest of the party started. "Don't worry. JP and Cal get started on these things hours beforehand." My cock was stiff. By Japanese standards, I was hung. But I remembered the cock Seth had. He had made some comment that he was just average for his family, and I wondered how big Jon and JP must be. More than just my dick, my ass was itching. It had been a while since I had gotten fucked. I wanted to feel all of Jon, and didn't want him to miss any part of me. I looked up PrEP at the health center. It was easy and I had an appointment the next day. A day after that I had a bottle of pills. The doctor said I'd be protected just a few days later.

HIV Induction Rocky had just graduated high school. With no money for college he was in need to find a job to make some cash. With the bad economy he had trouble finding any job at all. Rocky landed a job at a coffee house in the gay section of town. That’s where he met Dallas. Dallas was a stud of a man. At 45 he was in excellent shape at 6’2” tall, 210 pounds with a lean, muscular swimmers build, dark hair and eyes and a package that made everyone stare. Rocky could not take his eyes off this man. He did his best to be sure not to make eye contact with this stud, but Dallas knew he was being watched. Dallas made sure to draw Rocky’s attention every chance he got. As it got late and closing time was fast approaching Rocky was told that he could punch out and leave since it was getting very slow in the shop. Rocky punched out, got himself a cup of coffee and went to sit down at the table next to his object of desire. That’s when Dallas looked up at the teen and smiled. This was the first time Rocky knew he was noticed by the man. Rocky was so distracted he spilled his coffee all over the table where Dallas was sitting. Rocky was embarrassed beyond belief. He immediately went and retrieved a couple of rags to wipe the table down with and when he returned the man was no longer at the table. Rocky had thought he blew any chance he might of have with this stud. While Rocky was cleaning the table the man returned with a refill for himself and a fresh cup of coffee for Rocky. “I figured after a long day of working here, you deserved to have someone else get you a fresh latte.” The man told Rocky. “Thanks. Yeah, I can really use a cup to pick me up.” The two sat down and drank their coffees and chatted. Rocky told the man that he had just started working at the coffee shop and was trying to make money so he could move out on his own. Rocky learned that Dallas owned his own video production company. Dallas felt that Rocky could possible star in one of his productions is he was interested. Dallas had the teens interest peaked. They continued to chat as closing time came and Rocky had to catch his bus home. As they left the shop Rocky got light headed and stumbled a bit. “Are you ok Rocky?” “I think so. I think I’m just light headed. I haven’t eaten since breakfast.” “That’s not very smart. Why haven’t you eaten anything all day?” “I didn’t have time to make lunch before leaving for work and I the only money I have is just enough to cover my bus fare to work and back home.” “We can’t have that. Why don’t you let me cook you a good meal and then I can give you a ride home.” “As nice as that sounds I couldn’t impose. Besides I have to be back at work by 5 am to help get the shop ready to open.” “It’s no imposition, in fact you are welcome to crash at me place and I can bring you back to work in the morning.” Rocky finally agreed with Dallas since he was beginning to feel weaker and weaker. What Rocky didn’t know is that Dallas had slipped some GHB into his coffee to make him feel the way he was feeling. They walked a short distance to Dallas’ black Hummer and drove off. As Rocky rode along he began to zone out. When they pulled up to Dallas’ home he wasn’t sure where he was or how long they had been driving. Dallas pulled the car into the garage and shut the door. They climbed out of the car and headed into the house. It was a big home once inside Dallas offered his guest a drink as he went to prepare dinner. “What would you like to drink Rocky?” Not wanting to impose Rocky replied, “Anything you have will be fine with me.” Dallas made Rocky a Rum and Coke and had the teen sitting on a bar stool at the breakfast bar in the kitchen as he prepared their dinner. Rocky began to feel better after downing his drink and was promptly given another one. Rocky continued to feel better the more he drank. That was all due to the Tina Dallas had added to Rocky’s drink. Soon enough dinner was ready and the two ate their portions before heading into the den to chat some more. Rocky was wired after a nice meal and 3 Tina laced drinks. They cleared the table and moved to the couch to chat some more. Dallas took control of the conversation steering it the direction he wanted it to go and they were soon talking about sex. “Rocky a young guy like yourself I’m sure you have girls hanging all over you.” Dallas was correct, Rocky was a good looking young man. At 5’9”, 135 ponds, lean, thin runner’s build, brown hair and hazel eyes, but he was incorrect about girls hanging all over him. Dallas could tell from his reaction the truth of the matter. “Dallas I am not really a ladies man. I had a girlfriend when I was in high school but it just didn’t seem to be for me.” “Then you must have a boyfriend.” “I’ve been with a few guys, but never really found the right guy for me.” “I hope you played safe with these guys.” “Absolutely. I’d never take a chance of catching something.” “Then you’re HIV-?” “Yup, even got tested a couple times to be sure.” “Smart boy. Listen, I have a project coming up I think you might be perfect for. It calls for an HIV negative man in the staring role. You can make a lot of money.” ‘MAKE A LOT OF MONEY!’ Those were the magic words. “What would I have to do?” “It’s a video on sex and HIV and I need a young guy like you to play the part of the young guy.” “I don’t think I can do that, I really wouldn’t want anyone to see my face in something like that. My parents don’t even know I’m into guys.” “Well why don’t you think about it and you can tell me in the morning before I take you to work.” “I thank you for the offer, but I am sure of my answer.” “Rocky, after I show you my hospitality by feeding you and giving you a place to crash for the night, the least you can do is think about it tonight.” Rocky felt guilty as to be so quick to say no to the offer Dallas made to him. He figured he could sleep on it and in the morning when Dallas dropped him off at work he could kindly turn the offer down. “OK I will think about it. What time is it any way?” With all the activities of the evening Rocky was unaware that is was nearly 2 am. Dallas said he would show Rocky to a place where he could be alone with his thoughts to ponder the offer that he was given. First he showed Rocky where the bathroom was so he could take a quick shower. Rocky wasted no time in stripping down and getting in under the warm spray to rinse off the grime from that days work. He felt very alert and awake and was wondering how he would get to sleep that night. When he climbed out of the shower and dried himself off he realized that all of his clothes were missing. He began to worry about what he might have gotten himself into when Dallas came in and told him that he put his clothes in the wash to freshen them up for the next days work. Dallas led Rocky from the bathroom through a long hall and down a flight of steps to the basement. They passed through two more doors before entering what looked like a small sound studio. The only thing in the room was a small cage that looked just big enough for Rocky to get in on his hands and knees. “Here is a perfect place for you to think about the offer I made you.” “NO FUCKING WAY AM I GETTING IN THAT CAGE.” There was no way Rocky could over power his host. Dallas grabbed the teen by the balls and pulled him down to his knees. The teen continued to struggle and resist being placed in the cage when he was kicked hard in the crotch. “It will be easier on you if you cooperate and get in the cage like a good little boy.” Rocky new he had no choice and was on all fours and slowly backing into the cage. When his ass hit the back of the cage the door was shut. Dallas had him raise his arms up so his elbows were higher then his back. He then inserted a bar to hold his arms in that position so he could not move. Dallas then got behind the cage and pushed a good amount of meth laced lube into the teen’s ass followed by an inflatable dildo until he felt the resistance of the internal ring. He applied steady pressure and it slid deeper into the teen’s bowls. Next he flipped a switch and the dildo began to inflate till Rocky felt maximum pressure on his hole and deep inside his gut. After a few minutes the dildo deflated and the process would begin all over again. There was no way that Rocky could get any sleep with the meth in his system and the constant inflation and deflation of the dildo in his ass. As Rocky felt the inflating dildo stretch his hole he then felt the cage being lifted off the ground. Rocky thought about screaming out for help but didn’t want to anger Dallas. It seamed that Dallas knew what he was thinking as he told the teen he could yell all he wanted too since this room was sound proof. Dallas left Rocky there with the lights on for him to think about his situation and consider his reply on the offer to do the video.

Sitting across the kitchen island from my best friend and his new boyfriend pretending I couldn’t tell my best friend was getting fingered was not how I had thought my night would go when I was invited to this dinner party. Mike and I were about the same age, I was 24, and he 25. We had graduated college together and both moved to NYC from the Midwest about a year ago. Like most gay boys do when they come to the city we had gone through a slutty period, bringing boys home all the time, and occasionally hooking up with each other. That had all stopped about a month ago when Mike met Jack. Jack was in his early forties, big and buff with a bald head, thick beard, and an obvious mat of chest hair. Mike had immediately stopped spending as much time at home when they met, sleeping more and more often at Jack’s place. When he did come back to the apartment he was coy about what they had been up to but strongly implied that he had been fucked to within an inch of his life most nights. I wasn’t jealous but I certainly missed my friend. I had been excited when Mike said that Jack wanted to get to know his friends and was arranging a little dinner. Things had started out very casual, we had a drink in the living room; Jack told us a little about his best friend who was on the way; and we eventually moved into the kitchen so Jack could do some more cooking while we waited on his friend to arrive. Now, with Jack’s friend almost an hour late I was sipping on a beer chatting with the two of them across the island while Jack’s hands were clearly down Mike’s pants and at least one finger was deep inside Mike’s hole. Mike and I both advertised that we were vers but leaned more towards being bottoms, and while I was a little shocked at what I was seeing I was also kind of turned on. I hadn’t seen Jack lube his hand in any way before sliding it down Mike’s pants which made me think Mike was already lubed up before this started. I wondered if it was just lube or if Mike had a fresh load in his hole too. My cock twitched at the thought. It was right around then that the door buzzer went off and Jack slid his hand out of Mike’s pants to answer it. Before I could ask Mike about what had just happened, Jack came back into the kitchen saying his best friend had just arrived and was walking up. Erik was almost a carbon copy of Jack except he had a close-cropped hair cut instead of a shaved head. He wore a black leather vest open over a white t-shirt that did nothing to hide his broad chest, erect nipples and massive amounts of chest hair. To say he was hot is a wild understatement. “Hi boys,” he said, his voice low and warm. He gave Jack a big hung and a kiss then the same to Mike. The way Mike leaned into the kiss I suspected that Mike knew Erik better than he had let on when inviting me to dinner. Jack set Erik and I up with drinks and then left us in the living room to chat while he and Mike finished up getting dinner ready. Erik and I sat on the large couch making small talk and sipping beers. His one arm was up on the back of the couch, and I could just see through the arm hole of his t-shirt a dark furry pit. My cock twitched. This man was every one of my fantasies combined. Erik was funny, and the conversation flowed easily despite how often my glance drifted downward to the bulge in his black jeans. We both stopped talking however when we heard a low grunt from the kitchen followed by a whimper. I cocked my head to the side listening. “Sounds like Jack couldn’t wait till we left to dump another load into your buddy.” I blanched at how bluntly Erik had put it but there was no denying the muffled sounds of fucking coming from the kitchen. We listened as the sounds got rougher and Erik started to rub his crotch. “If they don’t finish soon I’ll have to whip this out and jerk off,” he said, “Unless you’ve got a better idea.” Just then the unmistakable sound of a stifled climax occurred, and a minute later Mike came out of the kitchen looking a little flushed announcing that dinner was ready. The dinner itself was delicious, and totally unscandalous. We talked about our jobs, where Mike and I had gone to school, how Erik and Jack had met years ago, families, pets, goals. It was really fun, and totally wholesome. After dinner Jack moved us back to the living room, and got everyone another round of drinks. Erik and I settled ourselves back on the couch, though he was sitting just a little bit closer this time, and his outstretched arm almost brushed my shoulders when I shifted back on the cushions. Mike and Jack too a smaller love seat and Jack’s hand immedicably ran down Mike’s back and once more slid down his shorts. Eventually the conversation turned to Erik saying to me “So do you have a boyfriend cutie?” “No I’m single just now. I’ve been going on dates, of course, but no one special.” “How,” asked Jack incredulously, “you’re adorable.” I blushed. “Oh leave him alone,” Mike came to my defense and pushed Jack lightly on the shoulder, “he’s not done with his slut phase yet.” “Cause you are?” Jack said jokingly, and flexed his fingers inside of Mike causing him to moan. “No,” he said without embarrassment, “I just found someone who likes me being a slut.” “Damn right.” Jack pulled Mike out of his seat and onto his lap, and kissed him deeply. They started to make. Erik’s hand slid off the back of the couch and only my shoulder, “Come here boy, I don’t care if you’re a slut. In fact, I like my boys slutty.” He pulled me towards him and into a wet kiss. I melted into his arms. I felt a little taken aback at how quickly the evening had changed but Erik was so hot that I didn’t really mind. I let his big hands explore my body, and slowly pull off my shirt as my hands found his big erect nipples and started to play with them. He growled into my mouth, “Keep playing with my nips boy and you’re going to end up with my load in your hole.” I bit his lip softly and started to play with his nipples even more. He growled again, and practically tore my shirt off of me. When our kiss broke so my shirt could come off over my head I saw that Mike had already been stripped down to a jock and was on his knees with his face buried in Jack’s crotch. Jack had also lost his shirt revealing his massive pecs, pierced nipples, and salt and pepper fur covered body. God Mike is lucky I thought. “Look at how open and wet your friend’s hole looks,” Erik whispered in my ear. He was right Mike’s hole look more used that I had ever seen it before, even after we had just fucked. “I bet you wish your hole looked like that right now. Used, and wet. Open and full of cum.” “Yes Sir,” I moaned. I wasn’t really sure why I called him Sir but it felt right. “Mike, go undress your friend for Eric,” Jack said and pushed Mike off of his dick. As it sprung from Mike’s mouth I was shocked. Jack had an eight-inch cock that had to be as thick as a soda can, and it had all been hidden inside Mike’s mouth. He had always been a good cock sucked but damn. Mike stood up and walked over to me. The pouch of his jock bulged but didn’t quite make the outline of his dick as I knew it. He kissed me deeply, then smiled, and undid my pants. He pulled them down and tossed them aside as I stepped out of them. Then he did the same thing with my briefs. I was now the only one completely naked and I felt exposed as my hard dick slapped my stomach. Erik spun me around, he had taken off his vest and shirt. His nipples stood out from the thick covering of black chest hair that swirled across his torso. My gaze drifted downward to his bulging crotch and my mouth watered. Without being told to I dropped to my knees and started unbuttoning his pants. “Erik, don’t forget the house rules,” I heard Jack saying, “You breed a boy in my house that means I get to use him when you’re done.” “After the number of loads I’ve dropped in your boy it seems only fair.” So Erik had been fucking Mike too I thought, as I worked his jeans down past his knees to pull them off, and if I kept going they were both going to fuck me tonight. I pulled Erik’s jock aside without a second thought and swallowed his fat, blunt mushroom head. “Well I think he likes the sound of that too,” Erik said, “Do you want your best friend’s man and I to breed your hole?” I nodded, never taking Erik’s dick from my mouth. “Good boy. Mike said you’d be fun.” Mike had set this up? I’d have to thank him later. Erik’s dick was growing in my mouth, I had no idea how long it was but it was thick and I wanted it deep inside my hole. I had always like giving head but ultimately preferred to get pounded. “Get up boy, and bend over the couch. Your little friend is going to put on a show for you while I get you hole ready for my cock.” I stood up, and moved around the couch so I could rest my chest and arms on the back with my ass stuck out. Erik got behind me and spread my cheeks wide with his rough hands. I felt his warm breath and then his tongue flicked over my hole. I groaned. It was a loud moan from Mike that drew me out of my ecstasy to look over and see him siding down on Jack’s fat raw cock. He was facing Jack and I had a perfect view as his slightly hairy hole widened and stretched to accommodate the massive dick sliding in. Mike slid down with ease, he was obviously use to this cock, and full of cum it turned out. He started to ride and the loads already inside his hole frothed around the invading member. Erik was hammering away at my hole with his tongue. I felt like I was becoming putty in his hands, my knees were shaking and I was desperately horny. “Look at how Mike’s hole just opens up for me now boy,” Jake said over Mike’s shoulder, “The first time I met you, you said you were used to taking big cocks didn’t you boy?” “Yes Sir,” Mike panted. “That wasn’t true though. It took almost a week of me fucking your to get you hole open enough for me to just slide in.” “Yes Sir.” “Now you’re my horny little slut aren’t you.” “Yes Sir.” “You love it so much you wanted our best friend to get a taste of being a cumdump didn’t you.” “Yes Sir.” “Turn around and take off your jock. Show off what a slut you really are.” Mike got up, dropped his jock and turned around. I realized why his bulge had looked weird in his jock. His cock was locked up tight in a clear plastic cage. I felt my hole twitch around Erik’s invading tongue. “He likes that,” Erik said from behind me, “I just felt his pussy quiver.” Jack pulled Mike back onto his lap, and I watched as his cock vanished into my best friend. Mike locked eyes with me and smiled as he squatted over his man’s cock and started to ride it. “How,” I stammered, trying to speak between the moans Erik was forcing out of me, “How long have you been caged.” “Three weeks,” Mike said, only a little out of breath, “Jack said it would help me focus on taking his cock, and he was right. I haven’t cum since and all I can think about is his cock.” “Don’t lie Mike,” Jake said laughingly, “It’s not just my cock. You had two loads in your hole before you got here today. The truth is, locking up Mike’s cock made him into an absolutely insatiable cum whore. He’ll take anyone’s load now.” “Yes Sir.” My hole twitched again, and Erik let out a low grunt of appreciation. “And now you’re going to watch us turn your best friend into a horny little cumdump too, aren’t you baby.” “Yes Sir.” “So here’s the deal boy,” Jake said, Mike still riding his cock, “Erik here is in need of a boy of his own, as much as I like sharing Mike.” I felt Erik’s tongue leave my hole and felt his hands on my hips now. He was rubbing his slick cock against my well tongues hole as Erik spoke. “So he’s going to spend some time getting to know your hole. Then I’ll take a crack at it, and really make sure you have what it takes to be a cumdump for my best friend. After that we’ll see where the night takes us. If in the morning you and Erik decide it’s the right fit, we’ll lock your cock away too and you’ll be his. Sound good.” “Yes Sir,” I answered. “Good,” Erik said and then sank the first four inches of his cock inside me.

Double checked, cos I was expecting a higher score, but I'm only 96. I need homeless married twins to rape my hole in a library restroom while felching and cum kissing me... that would double my score 😜

So I was out last night in a nice little bar in soho. Chilling I bottom mainly but I from time to time need to fuck a nice man pussy. these 2 older guys were at the bar and one left the older one on his own. The older guy was around 55 grey hair very feminine in his body language. He kept looking over at me then he got up and came over hi I’m David he said can I join you, Carl I replied and yeah of course you can. He bought me drinks and we chatted he put his hand on my leg and ran it up my jeans to my bulge smiled well your a big boy. I smiled wanna find out how big I said with a grin. He said yeah why not and he walked towards the toilets, I followed shortly after and he pulled me into a cubicle dropping to his knees he unzipped me pulled me out and I was already stood to attention he said I don’t know if I can get all of that on my mouth, I smirked you will baby you will. He began kissing my thick heavy balls then ran his tongue up my shaft, till he reached the tip of my swollen mushroom head. then he grabbed it at the base as he started to take it inch by inch into his mouth he got half way down when I crapped the back of his head and thrusted my self balls deep into his mouth I began face fucking him like the cum and cock hungry slut he was. He was gagging and I stood him up slid my tongue in his mouth tasting my own cock on his lips. I turned him round, pulled down his tight jeans and jocks. I spat on his arse and grabbed him by his hips. You want it raw baby don’t you I said yes he squirmed out. I pushed my cock deep inside his hole. Slamming myself against him, I grabbed a handful of grey hair pulled him back and kissed him again the pushed him forwards and began drilling him as hard and as fast as I could. Suddenly there it was the tingle in my balls my sack retracting getting tighter and tighter as all of a sudden I blew my 6 day load deep into his hole. he turned and began licking my cock again cleaning my shaft and head with his mouth. I then pulled up my jeans and walked straight out the toilet.

I think all that sounds good if we are living in a world where people were just politely “scroll” or ignore if they are not interested. Part of the problem is that some of these preferences are not part of some and conscious bias. Many are very calculated and I’d say about half the guys it’s not just about the actual preference, it’s about letting everyone know you have a preference. For example: 1. I’ve been message before out of the blue and called “monkey faggot,” among other things 2.Guys messaging other guys chastising them for BB, on a BB site and for not being HIV negative 3. Asking for pics just to shame the guy 4. Messaging X type when your profile states “no X type” 5. Starting a convo with a guy, with the full intention of letting him know he’s not your type. All this stuff happens. Folks like this are very aware of what they are doing. To a lot of these guys, it’s about ego gratification, and not being able to discreetly troll or cast down the men they don’t like takes away their power. That’s why I like an upfront approach. I state right up front in my profile names what your a getting. (BTW, I had fun with quite a few rednecks/southerners in my time. It’s those “liberal” SF/WeHo/Midtown types who tend to be more biased…just saying….)

Part 3 – Making it home, safe Ben made it back home early Monday morning. Carlos drove him back, wrapped in the soiled bedsheet. No words were exchanged, but Carlos had helped Ben climbing the stair to his apartment and made sure he would be okay. A real gentleman. Ben nodded back as he entered the bathroom and closed the door. After his shower with Jeremy, Ben was forced to fuck-cuddled him on the couch. Carlos had came back and fucked him again. It didn’t hurt as much as the first time. In fact, Carlos fucked him like a lover. Passionately, as rape can be. It was a long, very long love fuck. Carlos was pulling out completely until the warm piercing was grazing the bloody asslips, before worming its way back, spreading his toxic precum in the now accommodating gut. Ben had gotten hard to his dismay, even came close to come, but the purpose of the fuck was not to be for his pleasure. It all started when Carlos came down to grab a bite and opened a new bottle of tequila. Jeremy had fall asleep with his cock in Ben’s ass and was now lightly snoring. With a fat finger, Carlos picked his bruised upper lips, prying his mouth to open, inserting the neck of the bottle. The vodka flowed in. Ben woke up to the excruciating burning sensation where his tongue was pierced. “Good, you are awake” Carlos said. Ben was only able to open one eye and saw the imposing mass standing above him. As Carlos relentlessly kept the bottle upward, Ben had to swallow large gulps or to drowned. “Now suck” The bottle removed was replaced by something larger, his cock. Ben was so tired, that he only suckled the head, Carlos' prince albert playing with the Ben's tongue-piercing. He must of like it because Carlos didn’t force his cock further. “Good faggot girl” he said. He pulled out his cock and the bottle was back at Ben’s mouth before feeding him his cock a second time. Carlos had let the vodka bottle fall to the ground. Empty. He grabbed Ben’s hair and forced him down to the mattress, dislodging him from Jeremy. Ben farted and something wet came out. Cum? Spit? Runny shit? Blood? Carlos didn’t care. He inserted his massive weapon like a spear in a soft pulpit. The fuck started. Ben was staring at himself in the mirror. He was a total mess. Dimitri had assured him that all will be fine, and no permanent physical harm was done to him. Dimitri. What a twisted sadistic fuck. While Carlos was “loving” him, Dimitri came down and went directly to the couch, flipped Jeremy on his stomach to impale him in one fluid plunge, and start fucking him like a possessed man. From my position on the floor, Ben was at the first row of this new raping. Rape? Jeremy barely grunted. It was more like a moan, an invitation for Dimitri to assault him more. Jeremy was pushing back his ass to meet Dimitri’s thrusts. Dimitri turned his head and was looking directly at Ben, with his cruel smile, and mouthed to him “You’re next!”. Carlos had given Ben another poz load in a sensual back-and-forth movement. A lot of the cum spilled out of my ass, but a patient Carlos took the time to put it back in Ben’s ass, one finger at the time, before making him clean the cum-coated fingers. Battered, Ben wondered when this ordeal would be over. It turned out that Dimitri wasn’t ready to fuck again so soon. "Thanks god!" he thought back then, he would get some rest and his ass some reprieve. None of this was meant to be... a sad Ben recalled, the scenario played in his head/ After his fuck with Jeremy, Dimitri brought his face down and spitted once in my good eye. “Open” he said, forcing his fingers on my jaw. My mouth was barely open expecting him to spit again. Instead, with a disgusting sound, he cleared his throat and with two fingers he forced my mouth wide-open and with his other hand spread my eyelids for me to see. He then let the thick viscous substance run out of his mouth. The sticky drop at start was getting bigger and starting to dribble down… My stomach was upset with all the vodka I was forced to ingest, now this was almost too much and I felt really sick. Oh fuck! the drip had reached my tongue and was slowly leaking toward my tonsils when a dark green slimy phlegm mass spilled out abruptly, following the sticky string path and dropped rapidly right in my throat. Dimitri hurried to close my mouth with his hand over, smiling at me. “If you vomit, cunt, I will have you lick it up. Now swallow like the filthy slut you are” he threatened me. I obeyed. “Good girl” Dimitri leaned down and kissed me with a lot of tongue and saliva and then went away somewhere in the apartment. With some of my unbroken fingers, I was trying to wipe the spit remnants from my eye when I heard Jeremy heaving loudly. A forceful jet of cum hit my nose and forehead, a second one right over my eye. Jeremy fed me his third and fourth loads by forcing his cock down to my uvula, making me gag dangerously close to vomit. “Fuck, that felt good, faggot. You will have to teach some of this to your girlfriend, if she still want you” Jeremy said walking toward the stairs. “I’ll say hi for you” he laughed before disappearing. I sobbed quietly. No sooner than later, Dimitri was back. Now he was straddling me, knees at chest level, his heavy balls resting on my torso, his pale cock with dark blue veins and its moist cockhead was pulsing only inches from my chin. “Don’t be sad, faggot, you weren’t meant for her anyway. Oh! Oh!.... mister faggot is angry again at me…” Dimitri was back in his sarcasm mode. “It’s not my fault if you are a closeted homo. One might tell that you don’t look like one, but we both know now that inside you, you are a truly a dick craving faggot and cum-gobbler. Anyway, I doubt that if we give you a pussy, you wouldn’t be able to show us how to use it…” Ben had his eye looking back at his reflection in the mirror. A large-gauge pink ring was going through his nose septum. His nose was all bruised from the punch he got and from savage piercing that Dimitri had performed. Dimitri. He was a fucking depraved ruthless asshole. Ben had cried – as much he was able to, beg as much as his hoarse voice allowed it, fight with the little strength he had left, and at the end he pissed himself like a 10-year old wetting his bed, that is to say, with great shame. While laughing at it, Dimitri had force what appears to be a nail in his nose, twisting it to make a passage for the infamous ring. This small episode lasted a good half hour and left him, beside this “nice present”, with a painful collarbone due the pressure from Dimitri’s knee to keep it down; his balls smashed cruelly as Dimitri started to knee-punch him repeatedly to “calm” down his hysteric breakdown; with another finger broken and another already broken finger in a reverse-twisting. Then Dimitri fucked him for almost another hour. Nope, it was not a vanilla fuck between lovers. Dimitri had furiously fucked him. Dimitri made sure to use and abuse every part of his body. At some point, while Dimitri was pounding Ben, they both heard something snap, the pain causing Ben to tighten his ass, strangling Dimitri’s cock , forcing him to make a pause before fucking him again with more vigor. “Yeah faggot, like that… I knew I’d get the slut out of you… fuck” he growled Dimitri had dumped his load in his chute along with the others before shoving the dirty cock in his mouth. “A good faggot always clean the a man's cock.” A despaired Ben, head in his hands, was hearing these words resonating in his head, followed by the laugh of Dimitri. Dimitri. Ben cried from exhaustion and pain as he slowly removed needles that Dimitri had put back in his nuts, cock and tits. It took him a lot of courage to move the ring around in his nose in order to remove it. He tried to remove the tongue piercing, but it was too slippery, and his few functioning fingers were not able to grab it properly. He would sleep with it and find a solution tomorrow. He wrapped his damaged fingers, straightening them up as best he can. He opted for a quick shower as he needed to get some rest. Yes, Ben made it back home, and it was still early Monday morning when he stepped out of the shower. He looked at himself a last time, a very swollen and villain-purple eye taunt him with contempt in the mirror. Total fucking mess. Sigh. He headed to his bedroom where a naked Carlos was waiting for him, already stroking his hard poz cock.

One More for the Road I wandered around a bit and was about to give up and go home when I saw a guy at one of the hallway gloryholes. He was pressed firmly against it letting some cocksucker feast on his dick. He was a tall, skinny, dark skinned black guy that looked like he was in his early twenties. He blended into the dark hallway and I only saw him at the last second. His firm bubble butt stuck out and just invited a hand and fingers to explore it. He didn't mind as I rubbed over each hard mound or when my fingers slid into his crack. I kept this up for a minute before my finger pressed harder into his hole. He clenched down and said "Nah bruh... I don't do that shit." I chuckled since he sure wasn't objecting to me feelin his ass. I put my arm around his shoulder and said "No one's gonna know" as I peeled him off the wall and down the hallway into an empty room. His long thin dick was pointing straight out. The door clicked shut and he really didn't put up a fight as I bent him over the bed and crouched down. The moan he let out as I pried his ass apart and pushed my face in told me everything I needed to know. He was one of those guys that was all top in public but once no one could see loved a good hard dicking. My tongue dove in, working its way past the tight ring. I was getting him good and wet and by the way he kept winking the ring and pushing back I knew he was eager to feel a hard cock inside him. I knew it was going to be a tight fit, but with a little more spit that I pushed in, I stood up. He reached back with one hand and spread his ass open, proving how bad he needed it. Pulling my foreskin back, I nestled the exposed head into his pucker, dripped another gob down and pushed. "Fuuuuck dude... go easy" he cried out. My hand rubbed up his back until I could push his head into the stained mattress. I spit another gob onto the head of my dick as I let up and then jabbed in. These were the types of guys I loved to breed when I initially found out I was poz. Ready to take some stranger's dirty load in private and then eager to share their newly enhanced seed in public. I pulled back a bit and shoved in deeper, hearing him scream into the bed. "Damn bro... you really are fuckin tight" I growled before pulling back again and stuffing my dick in all the way. He let out another scream as I'm sure he thought I was ripping him in two. I gave him a while to get used to my cock buried deep inside of him. Once he stopped squirming, I figured he was ready. My hips started to roll with long strokes plowing in and out of him. A few minutes later, the screams and the escape attempts were gone, now he was whimpering and taking it. I'd drill him for a minute and then thrust in hard and hold it there. Do him like that again and then drive in faster. The whimpers changed to moans and I let go of his head and moved my hands to his hips. "Yeah, you like bein my bitch, don't ya" I grunted while grinding my hips on his ass. "Ooohhh gaawwdd... fuck... fuuucckk... fuuuccckkk" he moaned out. I even felt him push back as I thrust in a few times and while he may have not answered my question verbally, he did with his body. I knew he was ready to get bred. I moved my hand back so it wrapped around the back of his neck. He was in that perfect head down, ass up position and I could really drill him. The bed was squeaking and we both were grunting. Part of me wanted to keep fucking him and the other half wanted to dump my load inside his fertile hole. My balls made the decision since his hole felt too damn good. With my cock almost out, it sprayed viral jizz as it drove all the way in. The last few spurts shot deep into his guts with my hips pressing hard against that beautiful butt of his. I stood there for a few minutes, letting all of my load drip out and my cock sealing everything in. "Fuck bruh. Ya wrecked my azz" he said gasping as he laid on the dirty mattress. Chuckling, I said "Yeah I did. Maybe even knocked that hot ass up... Now ya can go out and pound some pussy" I said breathlessly. I wiped my dick off with my towel and slapped his ass before opening the door and slipping into the hallway. It had been less than twenty minutes between finding him getting sucked and walking out of the room, leaving him dipping my charged load out of a very trashed hole. I made my way back down to the locker room and changed back into my running gear. As I went to toss my towel in the bin I noticed the large number of blood stains on it and wondered who left more - RJ or the last guy. Walking out into the still warm night, I took an easy jog back home.

I reconnected with a bud for the first time in several years - I usually go to his place 40 minutes away but today he came over so we could use my sling. I had no idea who was going to get in it first since we’re both versatile but after making out as we removed our clothes and I was rubbing his hairy body he told me to get in it, which I happily did. I got my legs up and he went to town eating and fingering my hole. After about 5 minutes he got up and slid his raw cock inside me slowly. It was still a little tight so he got some lube and it slid right inside, feeling amazing. As he fucked me he either played with my nipples or stroked my cock while looking in my eyes and calling each other dirty pigs. After a bit he pulled out and went back to eating my slowly opening hole and over half hour slowly got 4 fingers inside me as he held my throbbing cock tight. I told him as long as he holds my hard dick but doesn’t let me cum my ass will welcome all of his fingers. He then grabbed my phone to take a few pictures of his hand starting to disappear inside me. A little further dirty talk about how I’d love to have him watch me get bred and how he’d eat out the seed and kiss me with it and I was about to shoot. I got out of the sling and we went to the bed and he bent over and we fucking doggie style for a bit before I blew my 5 day load deep inside his guts. We’ve been playing over 10 years now and we’ve never disclosed our status (both of us have Ask Me as our status on BBRT) - I want to know and I also don’t want to know - not knowing is hot.

Awesome to hear. I recommend investing in an inflatable butt plug and inflatable dildo. This will stretch you to new levels s you increase the size toys you are able to handle. Also get out and let guys stuff you with big toys and fist you. The more you do this and the more often you indulge, the looser you become. My ass is literally cunted from 5 days of Fist Fest use a week ago.

Part 4 Key at my wrist, towel well-tucked around my waist, I started looking for Leo. The ventilation was slowly drying the thin layer of sweat on my body. It was impossible to ignore the odor. I smelled like sex. A lot of rooms had their door opened, and one was able to see a lot of activities from couples and threesomes, but also some solos. All of them gathering a small crowd. I peeked in each of them over shoulders, expecting to see Leo fucking the brains out of another jock for everyone to see. That was his thing. Second floor, checked. No trace of Leo. I went down on the main floor. I decided to start with the saunas and the pool area as it was easy to scan. Wrong. The pool was overcrowded. A lot of groping and kissing was going on; some were like engaged in a standing fuck in the water. Urggh! I need to tell Leo to avoid the pool later… The steam room was overpopulated. At the entrance, two or three guys were perversely groping the newcomers. Me included, twice, on my way in and on my way out. A guy was being spit-roasted on the floor by two massive men. It wouldn’t be a lie to say that for each seated man, a standing man was getting sucked. No Leo here. A line up for the dry sauna almost discouraged me. As I was waiting, a guy wraps his arms around, and kissing my neck just below my ear. “Do you have fun?” he asked with another kiss. I tried to see who my “lover” was. Another kiss on my shoulder, then a narrow tongue with a double tongue piercing gently licked its way back to my ear, plunging in it with passion. He loosened up his embrace, allowing me to turn around. His mouth was on mine right away, pushing his tongue in, battling with mine. A nice and long French kiss. Phew! That was good. It was the tattoo guy. “You dumped you little macho boyfriend?” he asked smiling at me. “No, I am looking for him actually” I retorqued. “Not here” he joked and start making out with me again. He was a good kisser. I gave in. “I really would like to find him” I said between two kisses. He looked back annoyed. “May be we can hook up later. I would really like that. I think you are hot” I was keeping my opportunity open. His expression changed and he was smiling again. “Hot, uhn?” he looked back at me. “Boyfriend found or lost, next time we ran in each other, you are mine. Deal?” “Deal” I managed to say. “He is not in there” my tattoo lover said, pointing at the dry sauna. “My three friends are in there fucking everything that has an ass to breed since we arrived. I would have seen him. And I doubt that it is his scene.” “What do you mean?” intrigued by his remark. “My friends are hosting a conversion party of their own. Interested to join the chasers?”. He grabbed my ass and pull me against him. “But for you to know, I would like to have the first go at you, I would prepare you good with my nice cock like I did the other bug chasing sluts.” I remembered his long-pierced cock. That would do some damages. “No promise here” I managed to say, “but I’ll keep my part of the deal” I added has I tug on one the ringed-nipple, without mentioning that I was already poz, and that if I join, it would be as a giver. Pool and saunas checked out. I was left with rows of rooms, a couple of open rooms used as “resting areas”, an open living room, and a very (too) small dark maze. I opted for the latter first and than to make my way back to the rooms section. As I went, I noticed the living room was occupied by only 10 of 15 guys – biker-look if anyone can tell from a half-naked man. Amongst them, a couple of fully-naked twinks with glazed eyes, playing with their soft cocks. It was strange to see this “empty” area compared to the rest of the crowded place. I got some glances over from some of the bikers, but I paid no attention to them. No Leo here. So, I went straight for the dark maze. *** “Excited?” John gesture at my cock that was proudly tenting my towel as he open the door of the room. “66” the door indicated, but a smart ass had draw with a black marker another “6” at the end. “Nervous” I replied which made John laughed. As soon as we entered, John locked the door behind me. It wasn’t the normal cheap room that you can rent. This one had on one side, a bed from wall-to-wall, and on the other side a bench similar to the one I was on few minutes ago. This one had a lot of straps and cuffs attached to it which made the other one dull, I guessed, if it is your kink. Next to the bench a sling, surrounded by a lot of mirrors to reflect any positions. Nothing to calm me. “So, which one do you want to try first? asked John. He must have seen my dismay and started laughed again. I was not to be bullied again. I regained my composure and said: “If you hop in the sling I can fuck your ass good” “It might be interesting, boy.” He said looking up and down. “but if I do, I’ll fuck you as well. So, I guess it won’t happen?” “Nope” “Want a drink? as he pull from the bag two bottles of flavored mineral water. I looked at the bottles, then at him suspiciously. “They aren’t spiked if it is what you think. Go on and pick the one you want. I’ll drink the other one” he said. His smile was almost charming. “Red pill, blue pill” scene was playing in mind. I took one and sit down on the bed. My ass reminded me it was looking for some rescue. What ever this knucklehead lubed me up with was leisurely burning. John might have seen my discomfort bit said nothing. I sniffed than tasted the water – nothing unusual, took a sip – yeah all good – and then another. I look at the brand – never seen it before. It tasted good, thought. I never noticed John putting back the other bottle in the bag and grabbed a normal bottle of water for himself. John started explaining that he was, him and few other men, members of selective club that he cofounded with his former partner in the Y2K period when they were both eighteen-years-old. John continued chatting about his club, but I was unable to focus on his monologue. I was brought back from my thoughts – what was I thinking about? when John sat next to me. Close to me. Very close. I was able to smell him again. A very manliness odor and not at all unpleasant. “I was saying that we are looking for new minions” “Hun?... Minions?” What was he talking about? “You know, young recruits to join the club, young man to keep us company. I explained it to you.” “Uncle… no… knock… uhn…” - what was his name again? “Beefy…! He was… re… recruiting me?” I manage to say. “Beefy? John started to chuckle. “Yeah, it fits him well, but I call him knucklehead” “Yeah, beefy…” I stuttered. “Are you ok?” John asked me with concerns. “You must be dehydrated, drink some more water” he said. “No, I’m good…” I looked down at the bottle and it was almost empty. John was caressing my back. His hand was rough, a hand that is used to manual work, hard work, not like these pencil-pushers – did he said he was a mechanic? Unimportant. The hand was rough and it felt good. I closed my eyes when his other hand reach my left nipple and gently play with the tip. Highly sensual. “I’ve got more water if you want” I heard John say. I looked down at my bottle which was now completely empty. “Yeah, I would like… that…” shaking my empty bottle in front of him. “But first, would you… euh… you mind… if I lay down a bit?

As a ''hetero'' kid on 12 years old i was starting dressing in lingerie and heels, when internet porn came i started noticed i was getting obsessed with cocks and cum, my submissive feelings grow every day more and more and then i just knew, i had to try a cock.. started chatting on a gaychat and a whole new world opended for me.. it was clear that i had to explorer my bisexual submissive feelings and i did. best decision ever when i had my first cock in my mouth and ass. since then i was addicted to be a cum slut

Thank you Sir 😈

You're a good boy. I'd love to have fucked you after you were fully loaded.

Chapter 4 of 4. Jack slammed his big sheathed POZ cock into my boy’s hole. This time, he was fucking to cum. My boy panted and moaned, savoring that big cock sliding in and out of him. Jack was really pounding hard and started cursing and grunting as he fired his seed deep inside the latex reservoir lodged in my boy’s chute. I prayed that the condom had withheld that assault. He pulled out carefully and I was glad to see the tip of the condom full of creamy cum. I knew that that cum held a detectable viral load and I was glad none had seeped into my boy’s pussy. The cab driver eased Jack out of the way and slammed, raw, back inside. Even with my spit, it was a dry rough fuck. My boy winced again and asked the man to stop. He pulled out and I went back to my knees to provide a bit more lube. It still wasn’t enough. The cab driver carefully put his cock inside my boy and a look of relief came over his face. I saw droplets of golden piss leaking out around his deeply-planted cock and realized he was pissing inside my boy. All of that wetness still wasn’t enough and I spit on the guy’s raw cock every time he pulled out far enough for me to do so. My boy was still crying out that it hurt. Jack brought my hand back to his cock, still sheathed in the full condom. ‘Help your boy out…’ I knew what he was suggesting and didn’t know what to do. ‘I need more lube, now,’ my boy exclaimed. Without further thought, I carefully pulled that full condom off of Jack’s POZ cock. I poured a dribble onto the cab driver’s cock and my boy moaned, ‘more! Give me more!’ I gave my boy more of Jack’s cum and the cab driver gave my boy more of his dick. After a few minutes of intense ass-pounding, I’d fully drained Jack’s POZ seed into my boy’s vulnerable hole. Seeing the stranger driving in and out of my boy, lubed with Jack’s cum got me totally hard again. The man came inside my boy and pulled out leaving a dollop of white froth oozing out of his well-fucked pussy. I smeared their combined juices on my cock and slid right in. Knowing that I was forcing their cum deeper and deeper inside my boy got me so hot I shot off again. With four loads leaking out, my boy lowered his legs down and we all saw that he’d shot at least once all over his shirt and face. The three of us took turns kissing and lapping his cum up. We got back in the cab and my boy quickly fell asleep. His hair mussed and shirt streaked with cum, he hadn’t even managed to pull his pants up properly. A puddle of cum leaked from his cored-out hole and onto the car seat. Jack tenderly stroked my boy’s hair as he leaned against him. We made it back to Jack’s house and I tried to pay the cab driver. He refused payment and told me he’d already gotten his tip where he wanted it. Jack and I eased my boy inside and onto Jack’s bed. We had another beer and talked quietly as my boy snored from the bedroom. Jack thanked me for a lovely evening and asked if I would mind him taking my boy out on a date sometime. All I could do was nod in agreement knowing he’d be getting much more of his POZ seed into my boy’s guts. We wound up spending the night. Jack and I undressed my boy and we slept in the same position as in the cab, my boy in the middle and us on either side. Early in the morning, I woke to see Jack grasping my boy’s chest as he worked his cock against my boy’s tender leaking hole. He smiled at me, ‘Glad you’re up. You want to get my cock into your boy again?’ I nodded asking if we needed to bother with a rubber this time. He shook his head saying, ‘I promised you I’d start with a condom, but it seems a little late for that!’ I agreed and guided his bare POZ dick into my boy’s hole. We both filled him up and my boy loved every minute of it. That afternoon, my boy and I got to the clinic and both of us went on PEP. My boy told the doctor, honestly, that he was prepared to take POZ cock raw, but wasn’t ready to convert. That was a few weeks ago. We’re now both on PrEP. Jack and I love sharing his hole. He regularly gets six or seven loads a week now. As his hole gets used to so much cock, my boy says he’s ready for more. So, next week, Jack is going to invite a few POZ buddies over, with the understanding that I’ll guide their cocks inside him raw and leave him filled to overflowing. THE END.

Chapter 6 Duke came out of the bathroom and asked what I wanted him to do now since Walter and Austin were still not back. I told him at the moment I needed to take a piss. He stepped aside and said ok. I still cannot get over how dumb he is and how easy it is to take advantage of that innocence. I corrected him and told him he is my urinal and I expect him to drink every drop. If he spills any then he will face a consequence. He looked sad, "I've never done this before. I dont know if I can. Please don't make me." I responded, "shut up and do your job. Remember if you spill a single drop there will be a consequence." He got on his knees like a good sub. He looked up at me with those puppy dog eyes. I thought to myself should I be nice and give him a chance or should I go strong and make him endure a consequence. I felt like pushing the line even more and at that thought i let me stream go full blast and not stopping. He tried hard to drink it all but he couldn't swallow fast enough. He ended up with piss all over his face, hair, and clothes. I looked at him and told him how pathetic he was for not being able to enjoy all I gave him. However, given his failure he has now earned a consequence. I told him to go step on the front steps and await for me to tell him what to do next. He asked if he could go change and clean up first. I told him no and to do what i say. He went outside to wait. While he was outside I called my friend Marco who runs a local tat and piercing shop. "Hey, Marco. How busy is the shop right now?" Marco responded, "pretty dead at the moment. Just Felix and I here chilling. Why what's up?" "Oh wow Felix is there too? Well I have my son's friend here. I am working on converting him. I just had him drink my piss for the first time and he spilled some so now I am thinking about bringing him down to you." "Oh down for me to enjoy. I can think of many things I could do with a young guy." I responded, "Look I want his nipples pierced and willing to let him blow both you and Felix in exchange. However, I want to be the one to convert him. After I have I will let you fill all his holes. Do we have a deal?" "Felix has already went to put the closed sign up. We will see you soon." With that I went out the door. "Alright Duke. We are going to go on a quick adventure to see a buddy of mine." He responded "I can't go like this let me go change and clean up first." "Tell you what. You can pick between going like that or just in your underwear. Makes no difference to me but you have about 60 seconds to get my car or im going to start texting people." He huffed and got in the car keeping his piss laden clothes on. About 10 minutes later we pull up to my buddies shop. I look at Duke, "Alright this is your punishment. You are going to get your nipples pierced and you're going to pay using your mouth." "My mouth?" "Yes, you will suck them off if they tell you to and if they tell you to swallow you will." Duke responds, "you want me to do whatever a stranger tells me to do?" "Yes, if you can't handle that then your secret is revealed to everyone." We both then got out of the car. "Oh hell, who is this young hot buck?" I responded, "easy guys... he knows he is to get his nipples pierced and in exchange service your cocks. Isn't that right Duke?" Duke looked down and nodded. "He smells a little of piss. Did you mark him before you brought him in?" I laughed, "yeah, you could say that. I am going to go run to the store quick and I will be back to pick him up. If he gives you any trouble just call me. I should be back in 30 minutes or less." "Ok, no problem we will take care of him." With that I went out the door. Let me know if you think I should continue.....

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

9. Fireman's Hose "Lube that hole up for me," the Fireman said. Doug slammed his cock into me hard. He wasn't too big, but yet, it was still intense. "Oh fuck," I grunted. "Oh fuck." "Oh yeah, you're gonna get fucked," Doug said. "And bred," the fireman said. "And seeded. Give you a special gift tonight," Doug said. "It's almost time," the Fireman said. "I'm almost there," Doug said. "Then he's all yours." "We'll get him ready." I didn't understand what they were talking about. Not to mention that the relentless thrusts of Doug's cock into my hole made following the conversation difficult. It felt so good to have a man like Doug fucking me. I didn't want it to stop. I wanted to be fucked all night long. "Oh YEAH," Doug grunted, and slammed his cock into me. He was the third man to cum in me that night, and I was intimately familiar with all the tell-tale signals of orgasm. I was going to get Doug's raw load. "Oh FUUUCK," he moaned, and held his dick deep in my guts. "OH FUUUCK," he grunted again, and his dick pulsed and exploded. "Take it," he grunted and gave me another spurt of cum. That was followed by two more in quick succession, and then one very long, drippy thrust of his cock. He held it there, as his dick twitched, spat, and paused. "Fucking nasty slut boy," he said, leaning in to kiss me. "Breed me," I moaned. "Breed me." I loved the idea of the older man cumming in me. I wanted to be his boy. I wanted him to know that my hole was always available to him. "Give it to me," "You've gotten his gift," the Fireman said. "Well. Remember the point of the night," Doug said, and smiled. His dick was still deep in my ass, still dripping in the afterglow of the orgasm. He held a bottle of poppers under my nose. As I inhaled, he turned back to the Fireman. "Not my gift. Our gift. From the Dark Lord." I wanted him to repeat what he had said. I couldn't believe I had heard right. But the Fireman didn't seem to react. "Right," he said. "His gift to man." The Fireman nodded his head once, carefully, like he was praying. Doug put away the poppers. His dick twitched, and I felt a small, warm bloom of liquid in my ass. He spoke. "My dick chose him." He paused for a moment, and stared at the Fireman's dick. In just the few moments we had been talking, it had gotten longer and thicker. I noticed the familiar biohazard tattoo above his pubes. His was red. Doug started again. "But I'm just one vote here." I turned to him, and our eyes met. "Want another load?" he asked. I was floating on a popper cloud. I wanted more cocks and definitely more cum. "Yeah," I said. "His?" I asked, nodding towards the fireman. "For sure," the Fireman said. "I've not made my vote yet." Doug turned to me. "You're a very slutty boy tonight, aren't you?" I nodded. I would kill myself if I missed a chance for more dick. "Good. Now, make my friend here happy." He grabbed my waist, and pulled me off his cock. "Please," I moaned. "Just a bit more." "Fucking slut," he said. "Fucking hungry slut." He said it like it was a declaration of love. Even better, he pushed his dick back into my hole. "Just a bit more. My friend here wants to mark your hole." He turned to the Fireman. "What can you do. A slut's gotta slut out." "Totally," the Fireman said. "But that boy isn't ready for DP quite yet." Doug grabbed my hips again, and pulled me off. "Keep it all in you," he said, and pushed me upright, right into the Fireman's arms. His chest was hairy, and the thick leather suspenders pressed against my shoulder blades. Lower down, his cock had already nestled itself between my ass cheeks and was sliding in and out, searching for my hole. "And I better sign off on you." Doug stood up in front of me, and produced a pen. He scribbled a thick "DG" on my chest. "Be sure to get my friend's signature here," he said, before leaning into me for one last kiss. He pushed his tongue into me. "Hot fucking chaser," he whispered in my ear. "Gonna enjoy inducting you." He stepped away. We were standing in a sharp pool of light and soon as he stepped away, he disappeared into darkness. There was a haze in the room; I knew it was from so much smoking. Before I could even think about what Doug had said, the Fireman spun me around, and planted his lips on me. "Hot fucker," he said. "I'm Shay," he said. "Not sure your friend knew my name." I tried to remember the man's name. He had told me at one point, but now he seemed so far away. "Not that it matters," Shay said. "I don't know his name either." He wrapped his arms around me. He was only a bit taller than me, but nearly twice as big. It was all muscle and hair, and I loved the feeling of masculinity against my body. I would do anything for him. Yet, all he did was lean in and kiss me once more. He was taking his time, and carefully explored my mouth. "I'm Kenta," I finally managed to say, remembering to actually open my mouth this time. "Nice to meet you Kenta," Shay said. "You're a sexy guy." He ran his hands over my body. I shivered in pleasure. "I'm glad Jon sent me over." "Me too," I said. He had beautiful brown eyes. They matched his light brown hair perfectly, giving him the overall appearance of being carved out of a piece of dense, solid wood. It was at least what his cock was feeling like; it was still burrowed between my legs. Shay had been leaking all over my ass. I was glad for that. I had not been fucked much, and every bit of lubrication would help. "You're hot." "You are too. Jon tells me you love getting fucked." "Yeah," I said. "I love it." Now, it wasn't Jon's cock which was sliding back and forth. It was me. I was rubbing my ass against his cock, trying to angle my body and his for penetration. "And he tells me you like it bareback?" "Yeah," I said. I hated this interminable talk. I wanted him inside me. I was hungry for it. "Every guy has fucked me raw," I said. "Are you worried?" Shay asked. That was what I had been scared of earlier. AIDS. That was what the biohazard meant. But before I could react, much less say anything, Shay stuck his tongue back in me. "Mmmmmm," I moaned, as I let him explore my mouth. "You don't have to answer," he said. "Your actions speak loud enough." My cock was still stubbornly soft, but despite that, I was dripping pre-cum. Shay ran a finger over my dickhead, scooping up the runny dick juice. He licked his finger clean, and smiled. "This is going to be nice." He steered me back down to the sofa, pushing me down so one leg hooked over the back, the other leg splayed wide and on the floor. The position left my hole completely exposed. "Fucking nice," he said. With one hand, he stroked his thick cock, pulling the foreskin back to expose his dickhead. He reached into one of the pockets on his leather fireman's pants, and pulled out a torch. "You know most firemen are arsonists?" he asked. "We love to burn things down." He let go of this dick, and quickly, he was using the torch to heat a pipe. "Ready to party more?" I hesitated. He laughed. "Remember. Shotguns don't count. He held the hit as he leaned in to press his lips against mine. I didn't have a choice. I had to take his hit, and he was an expert at doing hits. It was thick and heavy. He forced it into me, but I greedily accepted it. It was obvious I shouldn't be doing this much drugs, but I couldn't help myself. I had never felt so good before. My body was warm and I was sweating a bit. But I didn't care. It felt amazing, and I had never felt so happy. I loved being naked with all these men, enjoying our animal sexuality. We didn't have to care about what society told us was acceptable. "Feeling it?" Shay said. His voice was like brass, and if I had any concerns, the care in it made them disappear. "I am," he said, but also took another hit. He held it for a few seconds. "It doesn't count," he whispered in my ear, before pressing his lips against mine once more. He exhaled another monster cloud into me. "Hold it," he said. "I want to breed your hole. Heard so much about it from Jon." He put his finger on my lips, stopping me from breathing out. "Not yet," he said. My lungs were starting to burn, but I didn't dare exhale. I wanted him to be proud of me. Proud to fuck such an obedient hole. "You want me in you?" he asked. I nodded. "Good boy. Breathe." I exhaled, and my head was enveloped in the dense cloud. Even though I was laying back on the couch, almost completely still, I felt like I was spinning. It was disorienting. I was glad that Shay's body was next to me. It seemed like he was the only thing holding me still. "Careful there, boy," he said. "Let's get you anchored down." He slipped the pipe and torch back into one of his pockets. Although I craved more, I knew that I had to pace myself. "We're both feeling it now," he said. "Let's do it." He lined his cock up with my hole. "Please," I said. I had to get his cock inside me. "Fuck me." "Breed you," he said. His cockhead pressed into my anus. It immediately opened up, and accepted the new man's dick. "Fuck me hard," I moaned, as his dick slid into my hole. "Cum in me." He slid in several inches of his shaft. He had the perfect thickness of cock. He was opening me up, pushing me, but it wasn't too much. I could take it for hours, if he let me. "Fuck, that's a used hole," he said. "So much cum up there." I didn't know how to react. This wasn't me. I wasn't at a sex party with a bunch of strangers. I hadn't been smoking crystal most of the evening. I hadn't let so many men cum in me. He continued. "It's so fucking hot." I relaxed, and exhaled. It was big, and some tina escaped. "Fuck," Shay said, seeing the cloud. "You held that hit. You're going to be tweaking hard." I suddenly realized it didn't matter. I could do anything I wanted. It was all for the pleasure. "Fuck me," I said. "Please. Breed me." It felt so good. Shay's cock was sliding into me, even as I remembered all the other men who had fucked me. Seth. Jon. Doug. It was hard to remember them all. "Give me your load." "Tonight," he said, pushing the last inch of his dick into me. "You're going to get more than enough." He started to fuck me. His deep, hard strokes made me gasp, and its incessant strokes pushed all the cum deeper into me. The first few minutes was just about the fucking. He was learning about my hole, and I was taking his thick cock. We were both high, and it only made the fucking better. Despite all the men who had fucked me, I was still hungry for dick. "So cummy," he said, ten minutes later. He looked around for a moment, then leaned in and kissed me. It made kissing seem like something furtive and dirty compared to being fucked raw by a stranger of a man. "Your guts are coated with sperm, you know," he said, before kissing me again. "I know," I said. "Fucking add yours to it. Breed me." I loved begging for his cum. It felt utterly natural. There wasn't anything I had to be worried about, and I could give into the pleasure. All I would have to do was remember one pill each morning. It was easy. "Give me your gift." "You're going to get it," Shay said. His dick slid back into me, now lubricated with his pre-cum. "Milking me and getting me off." He wrapped his arms around me, and in a practiced move, leaned back and pulled me up. I was sitting on his cock now, and my weight forced another inch into me. I gasped. Now upright, I took the opportunity to look around the room. There were only two lights in the room, both small, yet intense. Shay and I were in the middle of one, and across the room, I saw another young man bent over as a tall black man fucked him. In light that spilled out from those small circles, I could make out many more boys and men, all in various positions of sexual activity. "You're going to be very popular tonight," he said. He grabbed my hips, and pulled me down on his dick. "Gonna tell everyone what a hungry hole you have." "Fuck me," I grunted. "Breed me," I moaned. At the edge of the light, a man just barely stepped out of the dark, cloudy haze. I could see just a bit of hair on a lean runner's body. He also had a hard cock, and the head was already glistening with pre-cum. "Gonna take his load boy?" he asked me. "He doesn't have a choice, does he?" "Gotta give him the gift," the stranger said. I loved that, calling their seed the gift. It was a gift, finally being able to accept these men without any barrier or protection. "Get him to join the brotherhood." "He's joined already, haven't you?" he asked me. I looked unsure. "The Bareback Brotherhood," he said. "Fuck yeah. Breed me!" "Hell yeah," Shay said. "You want it?" "Please. Give it to me." I was sweating now, but I didn't care. Getting fucked raw by Shay was the best thing that had ever happened to me. I wanted it to go on forever. I wanted him to cum in me right then. I couldn't choose between the two. Shay was starting to shake. "Ohhhh FUCK," he grunted, before he just started mumbling incoherent gasps of pleasure. "FUCK," he said again. His cock jumped, and exploded inside of me. "FUCK." His orgasm was powerful, but restrained. He had practiced it many times before. He knew what made him feel good and he did just that. He was completely focused on his goal, which was to get his load deep in my hole. "FUUUUUUCK," he moaned again, as his dick throbbed and spurted. He was cumming in my ass, just as he said he would. It was dirty and perverted, the thing we were doing. But there was no way I could ask Shay not to inseminate me. He deserved the pleasure of breeding me.

6. Dance with the Devil "Those boots do great things for your ass," Jon said. He was walking down the hall, now fully dressed with a dark red harness, a matching cod piece, and a pair of aggressive motorcycle boots. His chest was airbrushed lightly in red, and there was a bit of devil make-up as well. He was hot. "Thank you," I stammered. I was trying not to stare too much. I would sell my soul to have him fuck me. Jon turned to Leo. "You want to find Cal in the kitchen. He'll want the supplies. I'll take our boy?" "Right on," Leo said. "Head's in the clouds," he said, as he gently pushed me towards Jon. I was a bit scared. I was high and very horny, and I wasn't sure I wanted Jon to know that about me. "Breed him?" Jon asked. He grabbed on to front of my harness and pulled me towards him. "Got Leo's load in you?" he whispered. "Yeah, he does," Leo said. "He's got a hungry hole." I blushed, but Jon just leaned in and kissed me. As we kissed, his free hand reached around and started to explore my hole. "Wet," he said, before continuing kissing me. I was wet, and his finger pressed in easily. "Hot," he said. He pulled his finger out. "Plenty of time for that later," he said, and motioned for me to follow him. I followed him; he took me to the living room. There was a small dance floor set up, looking out over the Hollywood Hills, with the sign in the distance. There were maybe ten men on the dance floor, about a third of them younger guys, like me. The rest were muscular older men like Jon. They were all in various stages of costume and dress, although everyone was in some degree of leather. I was staring at one boy. He had goat horns, and a pentagram painted on his chest. He looked familiar, but he was blindfolded. Despite not being able to see, he was still bent over as a leather-clad, muscular half-man, half-robot fucked him. Finally, I recognized it was Seth. "Yeah," Jon said, noticing my sudden shock. "He's a hungry boy. Just like you." He pulled me close to him, as I watched Seth get fucked. "And that's JP," he said, pointing out the Borg fucking Seth. "Not that Seth cares who fucks him." "Hi," a soft voice said beside me. I turned, and saw a tall, skinny, furry boy. The only thing he had on was a pair of heavy leather boots. "Oh, great. This is James, our G-boy," Jon said. "Aren't you, James?" "Yeah," he said. "What do you want?" "Kenta's probably due for .8. And I'll do 1.2," Jon said. "And you need to do some as well." The music was deep, and thumping, but it was still easy to talk. "So, .8, 1.2, and 1.4," James said. "Perfect," Jon answered, and turned his attention back to me. I was starting to sway in time with the beat, feeling the animal power of the music. "You wanna dance with the devil?" I looked over Jon. I noticed he had99 written over his stomach. I couldn't remember it if had always been there. Below it was a biohazard tattoo. Everything seemed suddenly so dangerous. There were warning signs, but it was also still a Halloween party. There was nothing to be scared of. "Yeah," I said. "I'd love to." "Good," Jon said. He grabbed my by the harness again, and pulled me onto the dance floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Seth. He was still bent over and blindfolded, but JP-as-the-Borg had disappeared, and there was now a man in greasy coveralls fucking him. Jon spun me around, my back against his chest, and wrapped a thick arm around, holding me in place. There were maybe ten or twelve men dancing. The area wasn't that big, so we were all pressed together. Most of the men had little more than a piece or two of leather on. It accentuated their muscles and their strength. There were a few boys like me, younger, smooth, and slim. Each had found an older man or two, and had the distinctive dance of a boy being fucked. "Like what you see?" Jon whispered into my ear. I felt his leather cod piece rub up against my hole. "Yeah," I whispered, just loudly enough for him to hear. The entire situation seemed both impossible and inevitable. There were so many men, so many erect members, and we were all there for sex. "It's really hot." "Let's get this out of the way," Jon said. He reached down and pulled off the cod piece. His stuck out straight, erect, and like a heat-seeking missile, homed in on my hole. "Feels wet," he whispered in my ear. "How many men have been up there?" "Two," I said. "Just Seth and Leo." "Slow start," Jon said. "We need to get that hole dripping." His cockhead was pressed against me. But he was moving in precise alignment with me. Each time I tried to slide his tool in, he would pull back just enough to keep me unsatisfied. "Let me fuck you," he said. "I can do this for us." "Please," I begged. "Fuck me" I was staring at all the boys around me, all of them with a thick daddy dick in their hole, each one taking the older man's fluids, begging for the relative stranger's cum. "Fuck me," I repeated. The boy next to me was grunting the same thing. "As you want," Jon said, and pressed his cock into me. He was big, but not too big. After Seth and Leo, he slid in easily, and although I gasped, it was just the pleasure of being penetrated. He didn't bother to slow down in response. It was both scary and hot, knowing that his first priority was his own pleasure. "That what you want boy?" he asked. "Hard, raw dad cock in your hole?" "Please. Fuck me," I grunted. Jon's bare cock was what I had been fantasizing about for the past week, and now it was inside me. I couldn't believe it was happening. "Of course boy," he said. "You feel good on the inside." "You feel good inside me." "I like this," he said, sliding his dick in and out of my hole. "It's good to be inside you." We fucked for a bit, just enjoying the warmth and connection between us. Finally, Jon continued. "Seth said you were on Prep." "Yeah," I said. I didn't want to think about this. It didn't matter. I took a drug, and it made everything fine. "Uh. He told me too. That you're, uh." I stumbled. It was hard to think, but I knew that this was something I need to ask. "You're poz." "Yeah." He didn't say anything else. It was a statement of undeniable fact. "But," I started. His cock was buried in my hole, and I didn't want him to pull out. Nor did I want him to put a condom on. I loved how intimate this felt, even if we had only known each other for a few minutes. "But. I'm on prep," I said. "That means it doesn't matter, right?" "No. It doesn't matter now, does it?" Jon said. He pulled out, so just his dickhead was in my ass. The music shifted. The beat was lower and slower. I felt my heart beating in sync with the music. My head was spinning, my hole was hungry, and I just wanted dick. It was probably only a second or two, but it felt like eternity before Jon relented and pressed his dick back into me. "Fuck," he said. "Love feeling that cum in you." We fucked for a few minutes, long enough for the song to change. Then, in front of me was James. He had three plastic cups with some orange juice in it. He handed me one, then one to Jon, and he kept one for himself. "Cheer," Jon said. "To a night of partying." "To a night of playing," James said. "Drink up," he said. "Do it like a shot," he whispered to me. The three of us downed the orange juice, all of us in a single swallow. I could taste a bitter flavor. I remembered the G that Seth had given me earlier. I was getting re-dosed. "So good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His tongue tasted like the juice-drug mixture, and I was momentarily worried I was getting an extra dose. But James's furry body felt so good pressed against me, and I quickly forgot about anything I was supposed to be concerned about. "You're hot," he said, running his hands over my body. "Isn't he?" Jon said. "I just want to fuck him all night long." "All night?" James asked, a bit nervously. "Don't worry," Jon said. "I've got enough cum for both of you." "Thank you," James said. "I know how you like it." "You do," Jon said. He smiled, and leaned over my shoulder to kiss James. "Leo's around. Get yourself in the mood, and get some more cock?" "Yes sir," James said. My hole twitched when he called Jon "Sir." I had seen it in videos, but it had always been staged and flat. But when James said it, it had the respect and fear that I had jerked off imagining. He gave me one last kiss. "You're going to have fun tonight," he said. Although there were only fifteen or twenty guys on the floor, the light was dim, and there was a bit of a haze in the room. I could smell the familiar sweetness of weed, but also the scent of the crystal. It seemed like everybody was getting high tonight. "He's another hungry boy," Jon said. He kept his cock in my ass. "He'll be out searching for someone to fuck him." He rubbed his beard against my neck and nibbled on my ear. "At least you have mine." He reached down and grabbed the jockstrap's pouch. My dick was still stubbornly soft, despite how turned-on I was. "Tina dick," Jon said. "This has never happened to me," I said. "Don't worry about it," Jon replied. "It's pretty common. I took a viagra earlier. But you. You've already got a thick, hard cock. It's just fucking you." "Oh fuck," I moaned again. Jon's cock was incredibly stiff inside me. It was like someone was ramming a steel dildo into my ass, and despite the discomfort, I was in sex heaven. The discomfort may have even been a factor in how happy I was. I was thinking about the way James had said Sir earlier. Thinking about how in the moment, I would do anything that Jon asked me to do. "Please. Fuck me." "Hell yeah. Looking forward to getting this hole a few times tonight," he said. He pushed me forward slightly, so I was bent over. The shift in position gave Jon an opening, and another inch of his dick slid into me. "Fuuuuuck," I moaned. In front of me a camouflaged jock strap suddenly appeared. Jon gave a sudden thrust, and my head jerked downwards. He was wearing a pair of black paratrooper boots. Jon pulled out, and this time my head was yanked back. He had a thick, muscular body, and his chest was covered n light brown fur. I could see the colorful tattoos across his body. But mostly, I stared at the belt of ammo slung across his chest. "Ohhh fuuuuck," I moaned, as Jon continued to pound my hole. The stranger watched me for several seconds. "This the new boy Seth's been talking about?" he finally said. "Yeah," Jon said. "This is Kenta. Kenta, say hello to Sarge." "Hi, Sarge," I managed to say, before he grabbed my head in his hands, and pulled me in for a kiss. "You're gonna be so much fun," he said, finally releasing his grip on me. He turned back to Jon. "Fire in the hole?" he asked. "Not yet. You wanna do the honors?" "Sure." Jon slammed his cock back into me all the way. This time, though, he held it. "You're gonna go with Sarge. He's going to get you to the next level." I nodded. "You wanna get to the next level?" Sarge stared at me, smiled, and then reached down to adjust his jockstrap. It was already straining against his cock. "Yeah," I started. "The next level. But. Your load." "Don't worry. You're gonna get several of my loads. Just, just I like a hole that's been a bit more, how do you say?" He paused for a moment, then leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Used."

5. Skeleton's Bone "Please. Just give it to me." I was hungry, and I needed what Leo was offering. Normally, I was pretty horny. But tonight, my arousal was all-consuming. All I could think about was dick inside me. Leo's cock in my ass. Seth's cock in my mouth. Jon's cock in my mouth. Jon's cock in my ass. And all of them cumming in me. It was dirty and filthy, but I loved it. "Of course you're gonna get it," Leo said. He arched his back and pushed his dick deeper into my guts. I gasped, but took it. The alternative would be far more unbearable than this minor, temporary discomfort. Leo relaxed, and pulled me against his chest. His chest was hairy, sweaty, and hot; he felt like a real man. "I've got what you are craving," he whispered in my ear, and I also released my muscles. I slipped down an inch or two on his cock, before hitting the base. "It's all in me," I moaned. "All of it. In me." "Yeah," Leo said. "It is. It feels amazing. Inside you. Dripping in you." "Dripping in me," I moaned. "Bareback." "Yeah," Leo said. "Best way. High and raw." He kissed me again. "Let's do one more hit together, ok?" "Yeah," I said. "Big hit." "Yeah," Leo said. He smiled and nodded. It felt good to make him so happy. I wanted to please him, especially when it was so easy: I smoked some crystal, and let him fuck me. "Here," he said. He stuck the pipe in my mouth. I couldn't help but stare at the drawing on his hand. It was done in thick Sharpie pen, but it still was surprisingly detailed and realistic. A skeleton was giving me a glass pipe filled with crystal. The skeleton and I enacted the now familiar ritual. He held the torch, and I inhaled when the bowl began to smoke. It had already been hard to judge how big the hit was; this one was no different. When my lungs were full, he took the pipe, and started to inhale. Despite the crystal's impact on my brain, I stared in fascination as Leo did his hit. I watched his chest expand and grow, the black ink outlines of the ribs showing each puff in visual succession. At the end, we both exhaled. It had left us both a bit breathless and horned up. Leo pulled me close again. "I want to breed you boy. Got you knocked up." "Come on. Breed me," I moaned. "Breed my guts." "Hell yeah, Kenta," he said. "Fucking good hole. I want to enjoy this." He kissed me. It felt like it went on for hours, but yet, I didn't want it to stop. "As long as you want," I grunted. Another kiss, another slow fuck. His cock was taking its time as it explored my hole. He was measuring it out, sizing it up. Getting ready to make it totally his. "And as long as I need," he said. I could feel each vein and ridge of his cock as he slid his cock in and out of me. I wondered if every man was going to be this thorough and demanding. He kissed me again, and I nearly forgot about the cock pounding me. "As long as I need," he finally said. "Please. Give it to me," I said. I started to understand the bottoms in porn. I knew how they felt. How important every dick was. I understood their cock-craving, and it was exactly how I was feeling. "Yeah. You're feeling it," Leo said. "That's the crystal. Isn't it great?" "Fuck yeah," I moaned. Nothing had ever felt quite like this. I wanted to always feel like this, and I always wanted a hard cock like Leo's tool in my hole. "Please breed me." "All in good time," he said. "Kenta's gonna get it, I know." I loved that. He was going to cum in me. Best of all, it didn't matter. It was sleazy, but it wasn't unsafe or anything. It was perfect. "Please. Just breed me," I repeated. It was all I could think about. Leo's dick in me, and then Leo's cum in me. I wanted to think about something else. Something cleaner and safer. But I was feeling dirty and sleazy, and my situation only dragged me deeper. I was getting fucked by a handsome skeleton. There was a devil I would get fucked by as well. Far from being weird, the costumes made it seem all the dirtier. I wondered what I would get in exchange from the devil tonight, and exactly what I would have to give up. I would have done almost anything for more cock. But there was a party here tonight, and Seth had promised me all the cock I could handle. "Yeah. Love a fucking hungry hole like this. You're going to have so much fun tonight," Leo said. "Please. Cum in me," I grunted. I didn't want promises of future loads. I needed another load in me now. "One more for you first," Leo said. He put the pipe back in my mouth, and held the torch under it. I didn't care that I was smoking crystal. This felt so good that I didn't want to stop. "Big one," he said. "Just right for a little guy like you." He smiled at me, yet still held the torch under the bowl. He wanted me high, and I wanted to make him happy. I filled my lungs. Finally, he let the torch go out, and took the smoking bowl from me. He put it in his mouth, and inhaled. He looked so hot, as he sucked down another hit. We both held it for as long as we could, before exhaling. "Fucking nice," he said. "It feels amazing," I said. My head was spinning, my heart was pounding, and my ass was twitching. "Um," I started. "Yeah?" he asked. "Can I have another?" I said. It was overwhelming sensation, but it felt so good. Leo felt close and safe and his raw cock in my ass a signifier of how connected we were. I wanted to feel more of this. "Of course," he said. "It will be good for the both of us." He put the pipe back in my mouth, and heated it back up. I took one more giant hit, and then nodded. He took it and put the pipe in his mouth, doing another hit. We both held it for nearly a minute, his cock sliding in and out of me the entire time. Finally, he nodded at me, and I exhaled. I expected him to blow out as well, but instead, he pulled me down, and immediately blew his hit into me. I had no choice but to take it. We swapped the hit back and forth, making out the entire time. "Fucking hot hole," he said. The crystal was hitting me hard. I was barely coherent, and making inarticulate grunts and moans, as he fucked me. We kept on fucking; time was a difficult topic for me to follow. I wasn't sure if we had spent only a few minutes in the library, or if I had missed the entire party. I wasn't sure if I cared. Leo's cock was still rock hard, and he was dripping pre-cum into me. I had been wary of pre-cum in the past, but tonight, I loved how it lubricated my hole, making it easier for Leo's unprotected shaft to slide deep into my guts. I was never going to use a condom again. "You want my load?" Leo asked me again. I had been begging him for his load practically ever since he had first stuck his dick into me. I couldn't tell if this was just one more tease, but there was only one answer I could give him. "Please. Give it to me." "Hell yeah," he grunted. Over the course of the fuck, he had flipped me onto my back, and my legs were now up in the air. Even if I had wanted, it would have been hard to push him off. He pushed his dick deep into me, but this time, he didn't pull out. "Fuuuuck," he moaned. Deep in my guts, his cock swelled, and a thick glob of his cum shot into me. "FUUUUUUCK," he moaned, and another spurt landed in my guts. "FUUUCK MEEE," I grunted in reply. My ass was squeezing his dick as tight as I could, milking out every drop I could. "Breed me." "HELL YEAH," he replied. "Breeding you." Two more shots from his cock lubricated my hungry hole. "Deep." Another shot. His cock was now sliding in and out of me, each stroke spreading his thick cum further into my hole. I loved the feeling of his seed filling me up. I loved how accepting it was, letting him anoint me with his sperm. "Fucking breeding you." "Please," I repeated. "Just fuck me." He pushed in once more, then held it. His dick was now just slowly throbbing, the last few drops of his semen dribbling into me. "Give it all to me," I said. "You got it," Leo said, then pulled me closed. He kissed me. It felt good. As turned on as I was, I didn't want to cum myself. I reached down, but found my dick was still strangely soft. "Tina dick," Leo said. "I happens." "At least you've got plenty of bone," I said. I traced out one of the bones drawn across his shoulder and down his arm. "Yeah," Leo said. "But let's see about getting you a few more bones to play with," he continued. We slowly disconnected. He pulled his dick out slowly, making sure that not a drop of his seed dripped out. "I bet the party has gotten started." From his bag, he pulled out two envelopes, each bulging slightly. He left it on the large central table, before gently pushing me to the door. He didn't seem to care that he was naked, except for his sneakers. I was suddenly conscious of just how little I was wearing; a pair of boots, a jock strap, and a harness. "Those boots do great things for your ass," a voice in the hall said.

I recently went to a hotel room with a guy who wanted to watch me get fucked up on poppers and smoke until I couldn't control myself and turned into a complete cum craving whore. I told him that regardless of how fucked up we get or he gets me, I wanted him to use a condom if things got that far. He used a dildo on me and asked how it felt and I just moaned. He said he was super horny and hard and started sliding his cock along my ass crack and pulled out the dildo and kept running the head of his cock past my hole saying how much he wanted to fuck me and I said condom please and he said ok but I would enjoy it more bareback and said how about I just put it in a little bit and if you are still nervous about it I'll use the condom and put his pipe next to my mouth and I took a big hit and he quickly pushed inside me a little bit and pumped a few times making me moan loudly in a smoke filled haze and he said it feels incredible doesn't it and all I could get out was ...FUUUUUCK it does but we should stop before we go too far and he said......like this and pushed in balls deep making me cry out how right he was and he took that as a yes to keep fucking me bareback and even knowing I shouldn't be doing it bare, it felt so much better than it was like flipping a switch inside me and instead of trying to stop, I started pushing back against him and even reached back to pull my cheeks apart telling him how intense it felt. He said he was going to cum soon and before I heard the rest of what he was saying, I reached back again and grabbed him to keep him from pulling out because it felt incredible and was making me about to cum myself and he quickly started to grunt and spurt his cum inside me. Before we were done and leaving the room, I told him how right he was about how much better a bare cock feels without a condom. I guess, long story short, bareback fucking is the only way to do it because it just feels too fucking good!!!

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Epilogue and Conclusion: Another product launch for the company. Another launch party. First big product launch we've had in over six months. My mind, however, wasn't on the product. Instead my eye was on a guy attending the party. He was in his mid-30’s, blonde, blue eyes, nice tan, great ass proudly on display in slacks that are just ever so slightly too tight. We had been cruising each other all night and I was determined to get my POZ load into that ass. But I'd lost him in the crowd. Six months had passed since I tested positive and since I broke-up with Brian. He tested positive a month after my positive results, and never forgave me. His issue, not mine. I hadn't seen Brian since I picked-up the last of my stuff. In any event, I thought it safe to say that "The Jordan Affair," as I've come to call it, changed me in more ways than one. I circled the room looking for the pretty prey on whom I'd my eye, the blond with the hot ass, when amidst the crowd I saw a familiar face, that of Daniel Holstrom. I can remember my dislike of Daniel when we first met, but I could honestly say I now understood him, and consequently was pleased to see him. My search for my prey could wait for a few minutes while I said hello to an old friend. “Eric!” Daniel called out when he saw me, a big smile on his face. “Daniel. Good to see you as always.” He leans close and whispers conspiratorially. “You’ve been looking very determined tonight. You have your eye on some pretty toy then?” “Indeed I do. If you were gay, you would be drooling over his ass.” I whisper back. “Heaven forbid! I’m quite happy with the ladies,” he replied with a chuckle. At that moment someone stepped behind me, and, seeing the man, Daniel introduced us, saying “Ah… I think you know my son.” I look up to the newcomer and my heart skipped a beat. The face was different but I knew him, and he was definitely not someone with whom I expected to cross paths. It was Jordan. The disease had progressed. His face was gaunt, his eyes slightly sunken, his body not as firm. Although his collar somewhat obscured it, I could see a lesion on his neck. Some might say he had lost his looks, but not to me. But he was still beautiful, alluring, sexy. Looking at him, I saw my future. 'How long have I?' I wondered. “Wait," I stammered, asking “Did you say he’s your son?” Daniel laughed. "You never told him?" Jordan shrugged, replying "Guess I never got around to it." "Well. You two catch up. With you mother away, Jordan, I don't plan on going home alone." Jordan laughed "Have fun, Dad." As Daniel stepped away, Jordan turned to me with a smile and whispered, almost proudly, “The dirty old bastard.” Pulling Jordan into a hug, I quietly remarked "Great to see you," adding "How are you doing?" "Been in the hospital a few times, so I'm still alive. For now. How about you?" I had spent six months planning what to say if I saw Jordan again, so I had a reply on the ready ”I guess I got lucky somehow. They have me on meds and it seems to be keeping the virus under control.” He staggered, almost as if struck. "Really? Nothing has worked for me and I've tried cocktail after cocktail." He is silent for a moment. When he speaks, his voice is shaking. His bravado is gone. "You know, I was 21 when I was first diagnosed a year and a half ago. I was so angry that I decided to pull as many people down with me as I can. That is why I targeted you. Why I pozzed you. Why I wanted to ruin your marriage." I listen but don't reply. This may be the first time I've seen the real Jordan. "They think I'm running out of time." He continues. "One of these days the virus will win. I'll ...I'll be gone. Maybe that's part of it too. Maybe I've thought of the virus as something that would carry on after me. A kind of immortality." He seems genuinely shattered by my statement, wondering how it is possible that I am responding to treatment and he is not. I hide my pleasure at my revenge. It is petty of me, perhaps, but it is a little payment for all the pain he caused. Then the moment is gone. He shakes himself and it is almost like the old Jordan is back. Almost. The uncertainty and doubt is not quite hidden in his eyes as he smiles at me. "No hard feelings then?" "Fuck no. You were right. You set me free from the lies I was telling myself. I've been fucking more than I ever have in my life. Thank you!” I smile lasciviously. "In fact, I have to say, I'm as hard as a rock just seeing you. Would love you to fuck me again one of these days... . " "That can be arranged." We trade numbers. I will honestly call him, despite all that happened, and hopefully get more of that big cock. He is an incredible fuck. But I already have a plan for tonight. I've found my selected prey -- the blond with the hot ass -- across the room and I don't want to lose him again. I give Jordan another hug then weave through the crowd to the blond. “Enjoying the event?” I ask as I casually stroll over and stand by the blond. “It’s ok.” He doesn’t sound all that interested in the event but his eyes linger on my that second or so too long. Maybe not all that interested in the event or the product… but he is interested in something else. “I’m Eric.” “David.” He gives me a big smile. ************************************************************************************************************************ An hour later and I have the blond back at my place and lead him to my bedroom. He seems a bit naive … and not really too bright. Easy to manipulate. Just the way I like them. I spend some time working him up, getting him so horny his is thinking with his cock, with his hole, and not with his brain. Kissing, playing with his chest and nipples, gently running my fingers down that hot ass, pressing my very hard cock against his body. I take his shirt off have him lay down on my bed. I massage his back, bending over to kiss his neck. He’s squirming under me. I have him unfasten his belt and then help him slide his pants down… and off. So I can continue my massage, of course. My first clear view of his ass. Fuck. It is as amazing as I had expected. I’m going to enjoy this. What is his name again? Oh, that’s right, David. “Your ass is beautiful, David.” He likes that, likes being complimented on his ass. My massage evolves slowly. Kneading his bubble butt. Prying the two melon halves apart…. I get my first glimpse of his hole and just the faintest whiff of his musk. Teasing his tight ring. Rimming his ass. Hot. Tasty. His hole is pulsing beneath me. I’m rock hard. My kisses trace up his back again as I move my cock into position at his hole. His pucker is kissing my cock. Begging me to put it inside him. “Do you have a condom?” He asks. I make a play like I’m reaching for one in the bedside drawer. “I was sure i had some here.” I lie. He moans beneath me. “I really want you inside me but I only play safe.” Hmm. Even better then. I’m about to really break in new territory. These things are easy to overcome. “That’s ok.” I whisper. “I always play safe as well. Just don’t have any condoms. tonight” I kiss his neck again. My cock stays just outside his hole. Just barely touching. Teasing him. Ready to strike. Like any bottom, he is squirming in desperation to get a cock inside. “Damn. This sucks.” I moan. “I really wanted to be inside you tonight.” I can feel his resistance waiver as I play him like a fiddle. Kissing his neck. My fingers just barely touching him as they trace up his hips. “Maybe I can just go in a bit - just the head - and then pull out…” There is a long pause. “Are you… clean?” He finally asks and I know I’ve won. “Yeah. I’m clean.” Sure I am. I showered right before the launch event. He says nothing. But his thighs spread slightly, opening the way for me. Giving me his consent. I push forward slightly and his ass opens for me. The tip of my cock is enveloped in his warm and wet hole. “Oh you feel so good.” I tell him. I make the tiniest motions I can. Infinitesimal moves in and out of his hole. Teasing him. Making him want more. He doesn’t even realise he is starting to push back into my fuck. My head slides further in. Half way. Three quarters. Pop! My head slips inside him. His ass is working my cock. The blond may “safe sex only” but he is no virgin. He knows how to work his ass. “Just a bit more?” I ask. “Ok.. just a bit.” His mind is still trying to maintain control but his ass is winning. It knows what it wants. I work my shaft deeper. “Is that OK?” He is panting in heat. “Yeah… fuck me. Please fuck me.” Another pause. “Just don’t cum inside me.” I pick up my pace. Sliding deeper. Deeper. He opens for me. Takes me willingly. My cock was now balls deep in his ass, bare as god intended, his ass working my shaft as I thrust, milking me. He is starting to ramble. “Oh my fuck! That is amazing. It feels so good.” His mind finally surrendering completely to the desires of his hole. Like all men, a slut. A slut who will do anything for a fuck. It’s time to seal the deal. To breed him. I’m pounding him. My balls slapping his ass. “Oh man, your ass is so hot… it is really working me! Fuck… I can't stop! I’m cumming!” I push deep and my cock throbs inside him. Firing wave after wave of my seed into his willing hole. The sweet release of loading up his neg ass with my TOXIC cum makes the whole experience even more amazing. Finally, I am spent. I collapse on his back, pushing him flat on the bed, my cock softening. "That was so hot." I tell David. I kiss his neck. I want to keep my cum in him as long as possible. Give it time to seep in. Take hold. If successful, he will be the seventh guy I've converted including Brian. Plus, if I can keep him here for a bit, keep him lost in the sensations, I'm sure I can give him another load. My mind drifts back to my encounter with Jordan earlier. To the lie I had told him. The lie about my virus being under control. There has been no successful treatment for me. Our virus - mine, Jordan’s, Glen’s, the guys we have breed and converted - is resistant to everything on the market. My viral load is uncontrolled. My CD4's continue to drop. Jordan has given me a death sentence. And I've accepted that. But, like Jordan, perhaps I am seeking to cheat death. To ensure some part of myself that will live on and thrive. My cock is getting hard again in this hole that has given itself to me. This hole I will load and convert. Passing some of my DNA on to survive when I am gone. A perverse kind of immortality. - End -

Part 5: “I’m cumming.” I whispered into Brian’s ear. “Do it sweetheart, shoot it in me.” My body convulsed and my load filled my husband's ass. I rolled off and lay next to him on the bed. I wasn’t feeling great... but, well, we don’t have sex that often so I wasn’t going to say no when he was in the mood. It had been several weeks since the hotel encounter and Jordan had fucked me twice since then. I had even met up with Glen who let me fuck him. He said it was to make up for my having to pay a hefty cleaning bill when I checked out of the room. But he had a great ass and I loved fucking him. And he seemed to enjoy it as well. Now though, I really didn’t feel well. I felt warm. Sweaty. Achy. “What’s the matter?” Brian asked. “Just feel like I’m coming down with something.” And I rambled off my symptoms. “Coming down with the flu? You should have told me… you know I hate getting sick.” I just grunted a reply and he wandered off to find some medicine for me. I woke in the middle of the night, covered in sweat and feeling like I had been run over with a truck. I called off work that day. And the next. And the next. It took about a week before I really started to feel better. And all this time, there was a growing fear. This wasn’t “flu season”. Brian nagged me to go to our local NHS walk-in but I resisted. Instead, while he was at work, I went online and did some research. And learnt a new word. Seroconversion. Once I felt better I called Jordan. He wasn’t surprised when I told him I had been ill. In fact, I would say he seemed pleased. He gave me an address and told me to meet him. When I arrived at the address, however, he was nowhere to be seen. The address, however, was a health clinic catering to the gay community and a sign out front said they offered rapid HIV testing. Oh fuck.... I wanted to run away. I didn't want to know. But I made myself walk in and asked for the test. An hour later and I heard the words. “I need to tell you that your result came back positive.” It wasn't a surprise. In my heart, I already knew. They wanted to do more tests, so they drew a bit more blood which would be sent off to a lab. They told me the same information I had found online. HIV isn’t a death sentence anymore, it can be treated, blah blah. I half listened. I just wanted out of there. I wandered around the city centre for a bit then headed home. What had I done? What had I fucking done? How could I tell Brian? Had I put him at risk? I finally headed home and tried to keep busy and not think about it. I did some housework to keep busy. I was folding laundry when Brian got home. He was early. “Hey Brian.” I called out He didn’t answer. I walked out to meet him. He was in the kitchen, leaning on the counter He had a large yellow envelope in his hand. He stared at the floor and didn’t look up when I came in. His face a mask... But I knew him well. He was clearly upset. Even furious. “Brian, you ok?” “Ok?” His voice quivered. “No. I’m not OK. Can you tell me what this is about?” He threw the envelope at me. I opened it. It was full of sheets of A5 paper with pictures printed on them. Pictures of me. Pictures of me with a cock in my mouth. Pictures of me with a cock in my ass. Pictures of me with two cocks in my ass. Pictures of me with my hole gaping wide and cum dripping out of my ass. I felt like I was going to throw up. “That little present got delivered to me at work today. Please tell me it’s a lie. That someone has doctored those pictures….” I couldn’t speak. Brian buried his face in his hands. “Oh fuck. Fuck. It’s true, isn’t it? You’ve been cheating on me?” I tried to move closer but he pushed me away. “Don’t even think about touching me.” “Brian… I… I’m so sorry.” I finally managed to say. “Sorry? Really? That’s all you have to say? And it doesn’t even look like you were using condoms.” “It just happened. I didn’t mean it to happen.” “It just happened? From the look of it, it happened several times.” He grabbed the envelope out of my hand and flipped through the stack of pictures. “And… this is the best bit… did you see the note on this one?” He held up a picture of me, bent over Jordan's cock in his car. A note had been typed in big bold letters: Brian’s birthday. "I remember that night. You disappeared for awhile. To take a call from your boss you said. You were hooking up with this.... this... whatever the hell they are. On my birthday, while I sat in the restaurant?" "I don't know what to say. I didn't want to hurt you." “Get the fuck out, Eric. Just get the fuck out.” He was starting to cry. I went to our room — what had been our room — threw some clothes into a small suitcase and left. I was numb, my emotions completely shut down. I tried to call Jordan to ask why. Why had he done this and ruined my life? His number was disconnected. Disconnected? What the hell? It occurred to me that he had never told me his last name. He had given me HIV, exposed my infidelity to Brian, destroyed our marriage, and now he was simply going to disappear? Not sure where else to go, I headed into the city. To the hotel where Jordan and Glen had fucked me. Maybe Glen would be there and he could help me understand? I had to talk to Jordan and find out why he had done this. I tried to book a room but, when I told the front desk clerk my name, he said I already had a reservation. He checked me in and I headed to the room. There was a note on the desk. Eric, Thanks for the fun. And it has been fun. But it’s time to say goodbye. I’m so glad I’ve given you something to remember me by. Something to remember me every day for the rest of your life. However long that is. I’ve given you my virus. My AIDS. Your doctor can do tests to determine resistance, maybe they are already doing them, but let me tell you what they will find out. My virus - our virus now - is a virulent strain. Resistant to every HIV med in the book. Did you ever wonder why I never let you see my body? Well, if the biohazard tattoo on my hip didn't give away the game, the KS lesions would have. Didn't want you figuring it out before the bug took hold. Maybe you are wondering why I did this? Well… why not? Remember that first night in Birmingham? It wasn’t really the first time I saw you. I had seen you before and picked you. I like finding guys like you, guys who have bought into the whole monogamy shit, and showing them it is just a lie. You older guys make it so easy. You tell yourselves you are content with your lives, but you really are just afraid of being alone... that is all that your "love" is. Fear. But men aren't made for monogamy. We are made to breed, to spread our seed. In your heart, you know it's wrong. You get bored with one cock, one ass. Your sex lives dry up completely. Guys like you are so desperate for intimacy that, with just a little nudge, you will bend over and take a cock from a stranger. Yes. I’ve done you a favour. I’ve set you free. Free from monogamy. Free to fuck who you want. To be fucked by who you want. Free from worry about catching the bug. Trust me. You will thank me some day. So forget monogamy. For now, though, I'm guessing you are angry. I think it is best if I don’t see you for awhile. But, if you are feeling lonely tonight call room service and order a bottle of champagne. Glen is working. He has my virus as well... he was the first guy I ever pozzed. He said he wouldn't mind swapping loads with you one more time. But, after that, it will be time to move on. Forget marriage. It's sex. It's fucking. Spread the bug. Spread it to as many holes as you can. Feed it. Take as much cock as you can. The virus will continue to grow stronger, to spread. Maybe we will meet again someday. Jordan PS: I hope you pozzed up your "husband" Brian for me. I read the letter a second time. And a third. I considered my options. Then I picked up the phone to call room service. To order a bottle of expensive champagne. - To be concluded (tomorrow)

Part 4: One week later I reached out to Jordan again. I had not heard a word from him but he didn’t seem surprised to hear from me. This time we met at a bar in Manchester’s gay district (Canal Street). I don’t go there much anymore as I’m a bit old for the scene. I was still worried about someone I knew seeing me and the word somehow getting back to Brian… so was very nervous. This seemed to both amuse and annoy Jordan. We were not in the middle of the bar, by any means, but we were not exactly hidden either. Jordan and I sat next to each other at a table near the wall. His hand against my lower back — just above my ass — in a way that seemed casual and possessive at the same time. He leaned over and whispered in my ear. “Can’t wait to get back in that ass.” Despite my fears of being caught, my hand rested on his thigh. He leant back in his chair, which only displayed his crotch more openly. His cock was hard and straining in his jeans — even a blind person couldn’t miss it — and it was all I could do to keep myself from moving my hand to rub his bulge We chatted amiably but my eyes could barely leave his crotch. I was salivating. My ass was twitching. Let’s be honest… we weren’t here to chat or to drink. Finally, he finished his drink. “Let’s go for a walk.” We stood and i followed him out of the bar. We walked to Portland street, just a couple streets up from Canal, and he led me into a hotel lobby. “Why don’t you get us a room?” I stepped up to the front desk, agreed to an extortionate price for a last minute “walk in” booking, and gave them my credit card. A couple minutes later we were walking into our second hotel room together. Jordan kissed me, surprisingly gently, and proceeded to strip me until I was naked in front of him. Yet again, he was still fully dressed. I wondered why he never let me see him naked… but then my thoughts were shattered as he pinched my nipples. Hard enough to hurt… but only hard enough that it sent a shiver of pleasure along with the pain. He broke away and picked up the hotel phone and dialled for room service. I said nothing, just waited while he ordered a bottle of expensive champagne, although I winced a little when I thought about how much the hotel would charge for it. He hung up the phone and returned to me. His lips found mine and his tongue pushed into my mouth. His hands explored my body: holding my neck and pulling me into his kiss, sliding down my back, tracing the curve of my ass. My hands held his firm shoulders for support. My moans swallowed into his mouth. My hard cock was pressed against him and dripping. I lost track of time. I was sure I was going to cum just from this. 
Then, a knock on the door. Shit! The champagne. I started to move to the side of the room, so I couldn’t be seen from the door, but he grabbed my arm and held me. “Stay right here.” I obeyed. Standing naked in the middle of the room, in clear view, as he walked calmly across the room to the door and opened it. “Good evening, sir. Room service.” The room service waiter didn’t see me at first. His eyes were down when the door first opened and when he looked up his eyes were focused on Jordan. His eyes trailing down Jordan’s body and lingering, just a moment too long, on the hard cock still clearly visible in Jordan’s jeans. The waiter was gay then. Clearly gay. Jordan gestured him inside and the waiter obediently pushed his trolley inside. It was only then that he seemed to notice me. Naked, hard, and on full display. Jordan put his arm around the boy in a friendly manner and guided him over to me. “I see you’ve seen my pet slut.” “Kinky.” The waiter said offhandedly. He quickly surveyed my naked body and a slightly mocking sneer crossed his lips. He was cute - very cute - in a very twinky way. Early 20’s but with a very boyish look, blond hair hanging over his forehead in some sort of goofy fashion, his body thin as opposed to muscular, more androgynous than masculine. “This is Glen.” Jordan told me. “A friend of mine.” Jordan pulled me in for another kiss. I opened my mouth and accepted his tongue. Desperate to show the waiter that Jordan was mine… or, perhaps, that I was his… at least for tonight. A gentle arm pulled Glen in closer and Jordan subtly pushed my head towards him. As always, I did what Jordan wanted and met the waiter’s mouth. Our tongues intwined as Jordan caressed us in turn. The twink was clearly excited. His cock was as hard as mine and I could tell he had a nice dick. Jordan stepped behind the young man, reached around, and unbuttoned his shirt. Glen did not complain as Jordan pulled it off and tossed it to one side. The belt was next, then the trousers. Jordan’s hand slipped into the twink's underwear. I could feel Jordan’s hand gently stroking. A nudge from Jordan and the waiter kicked off his shoes. He tensed up briefly as Jordan slid his underwear down but then, just like me, accepted what Jordan wanted. Then he was as naked as I… except for his socks. As always, Jordan was almost fully dressed. Jordan was still behind him; his hands still reached around and he was playing with the twink’s exposed chest. Jordan’s crotch was pressed against the twink’s bare ass and, although I was jealous of Jordan’s attention, I had to admit it was very hot. The masculine and dominant Jordan and the thin and twinkish Glen. I had somehow found my way into a porn film come to life. “Suck him.” Jordan ordered me. I dropped to my knees. The twink had a nice dick, although nowhere near Jordan’s endowment. About seven inches long and reasonably thick. His thin body, however, emphasised the endowment. His foreskin still covered most of his cockhead but he was dripping precum. I slipped him into my mouth savouring the taste. Jordan had his phone out and took a few pictures before setting it down. Glen smiled down at me and started pushing into my mouth. I met him thrust for thrust, taking him easily into my throat. A moan escaped from somewhere deep inside and I took pride that, despite his initial attitude towards me, he was getting into the blowjob. I heard the tell-tale sound of a zipper sliding down. Jordan fished his cock out and let the waiter feel it against his cheek. I felt Glen bend over slightly above me , so I shifted to keep his cock in my mouth. From my new vantage point I had a clear view of the twink’s hole. Jordan had already slipped one finger inside. Jordan had pulled a bottle of lube from somewhere and was applying it to the twink’s hole. More lube, more fingers, more stretching. From my vantage point, I had a clear view as the fingers pulled out of Glen’s ass and Jordan quickly lubed up his dick. Glen felt like he was ready to burst his load down my throat in anticipation. He was purring like a kitten. Jordan pushed his dick into Glen’s willing hole as I continued to suck. I felt a pang of jealousy… I thought I was the one getting fucked today. "Look at him." Glen said, gesturing towards me, "Looks like a baby who's had his candy taken. " Jordan laughed. "I think you have I can hear his pucker quivering from here." After fucking the waiter for a few more minutes, however, Jordan pulled out. “Let’s try something different.” Glen moved to the bed. He lay his back, his hard cock sticking straight up, spreading lube on his cock, watching me. This had obviously all been planned out. Jordan slid a couple of fingers into my hole, applying a generous amount of lube there, then gave me a gentle push. “Sit on his dick.” I obeyed. Straddling Glen’s hips, I lowered myself onto him. I admit, I didn’t even consider asking for a condom. I just let his shaft slide inside me. I rode up and down the shaft, each time taking him deeper, and soon felt his balls against my ass. He pulled me over, flat against his chest, and kissed me. His cock never leaving my hole. I tried to lean back up to keep riding him but his arms were wrapped around me, holding our chests together. He had my arms pinned in some kind of wrestling manoeuvre. I could hear Jordan slide his pants down… something it occurred to me he had never done around me before… but I couldn’t turn around. “Hole is still fairly tight….” Glen said to Jordan with a smile. “Not for long.” I felt Jordan move behind me and the tip of his hard cock touched my hole. Oh fuck! He wouldn’t — surely he couldn’t — try to push his giant cock in next to Glen’s? The growing pressure told me he would… and that he was. I’m no virgin but, even in my single days, I had never taken two cocks at once. Hell… Jordan’s cock alone was the biggest I had ever taken. And other than our encounters over last the few weeks, I hadn’t been fucked in years. Was he trying to rip me in half? His hands gripped my hips, pulling me firmly back into him. Glen held me tightly against his chest, my arms still pinned, and I couldn’t pull away. “Come on, slut. Open your ass and let me get inside you.” Jordan’s laugh was cruel. This was a whole new side to his dominance and it scared me. But I was hard as a rock. “Come on, you know you want it. You told me you’ve been thinking about getting my cock back inside you.” “You are too big to both fit inside at once.... I can’t do it.” “You can.” Glen whispered below me. “Relax and take him… like you want to.” He kissed me and slipped his tongue into my mouth. Glen’s arms moved, still pinning me to him, and his hands gripped my ass. Pulling my cheeks apart. Opening me slightly more for Jordan’s assault. Our tongues danced and, despite my fears, I felt myself relax slightly, surrender, and, despite my limited mobility, try push back onto Jordan’s cock. The pain exploded throughout my body. I cried out but the sound was more of a strangled grunt. I couldn’t breathe. I literally saw stars. But… his cock head was in. “There you go, you fucking slag. I told you that you wanted it.” There was no mercy in Jordan’s voice. “You are going to get what you deserve this time for sure.” His words passed by me like smoke in the air. They didn’t mean anything to me until I remembered them later. He was pushing deeper now. The pain wasn’t as sharp but I still felt like he was ripping my spine out of my body. But, and I can’t really explain it, it felt amazing at the same time. I felt full. Beyond full. Stretched. I felt cheap. Whorish. And strangely around of it. Maybe it was pride at taking them both. Maybe it was pleasure at giving Jordan what he wanted. Maybe it was, in some dark psychological way, the thrill of cheating on my husband with two hot younger guys. I don’t know. And at that moment, I didn’t care. I was carried away on the sensations that were ravaging my body as the two cocks ravaged my ass. In and out of my hole. Their two bare cocks in my hole. Jordan pushing forward insistently. Glen trying to stay in sync but less able to move from his position beneath me. I was vaguely aware of Jordan’s phone out yet again to take pictures. He grunted a stream of obscenities at me. “Yeah, you damn skank. You want what I’ve got don’t you? We’re going to give it to you. Your pussy is broken in now. You will never be the same.” Jordan was determined and his insistence defeated any flimsy resistance my body could offer. It took time but I felt his balls slap against my ass. “There you go. All the way in. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?” I grunted in reply. Unable to form words. It was never destined to last long. They pounded my ass. Fiercely. My ass felt torn up. “I’m going to shoot!” Glen cried out. He thrust up once more. His whole body shook. His cock spasmed in my ass as he emptied his balls. Finally he was still. His cock was still inside me but softening. This was enough to push Jordan over the edge. He pulled himself up onto my back . Pressing into me with his weight. Hips pistoning. Forcing me to take every inch. “Fuck yeah. Gonna breed you really good, bitch. Been saving this up for you.” And he came. Volley after volley. His hot breath on my neck. Finally he collapsed fully onto my back. The two cocks slid from my hole. Leaving me feeling empty. My whole insides felt coated with their warm seed. I could feel some dripping out of my hole. Glen slid his tongue back into my mouth. After a few moments, Jordan rolled off me to snap a few more pictures of my hole. “Fuck yeah. Come here, Glen. Take a look.” I rolled over to allow Glen to escape from beneath me. Then collapsed again on my belly. “Shit! That’s hot. Looks like he bled a bit.” I heard what I assume was a high five behind me. Jordan put the phone by my head. “Take a look, slut.” I looked at the pictures on his phone as he flicked through them. My hole was open. Stretched wide. In one of the pictures he had even put a couple fingers in my ass and I hadn’t even noticed. He was right. I was completely broken in. The cum dripping from my hole had a decidedly pink tint. Jordan slapped my ass. “Here. Get off the bed. Glen needs to get back to work. Clean him up.” I rolled off the bed, sliding to my knees on the floor. Glen stepped up and I obediently sucked the licked his hips and thighs clean of any fluid that had dripped. I wanted to get a look at Jordan, naked near me for the first time, but he stepped behind me and was out of sight. Glen slid his dick into my mouth. “Gotta piss.” He said absently. And then my mouth was filling with his warm fluid. I scrambled to swallow. He hadn’t asked if I wanted it, if I was interested. He just knew I would accept it at this point. I was a hole to use however they liked. The acrid flavour filled my mouth and the warm feeling spread down my throat and into my stomach. And when he was done I licked every drop from his piss slit before he moved away to get his uniform back on. “Hmmm. I need a piss too.” Jordan laughed. “Gives me an idea. Get back on the bed, slut. On your belly.” I obeyed and Jordan straddled above my ass, once again positioning us so I couldn't get a good view of his naked body He spread my cheeks slightly. “Yep. He’s still gaping wide. Watch this, Glen.” Warmth filled my hole as his hot piss sprayed inside my gaping sphincter. The salty fluid stung my torn up hole but I didn’t move. A generous flow of the fluid ran down my ass and I felt the bed get very wet beneath me. He stayed just far enough away to keep from being splattered. “What a damn slut.” Jordan laughed. But he moved over and kissed me, surprising me with his return to gentleness. He moved off me and was immediately getting dressed. I glanced over just as he was pulling his jeans on. I caught just a glimpse of a tattoo on his hip but couldn’t make it out. Then they were gone. I lay on the bed for awhile, unable to move. Finally I dragged myself to the shower to clean up. And wondered when I would get to see Jordan again.

Part 2: Two weeks later. My company launched a new product and, like most of the managers, I was expected to attend the launch party, held at a Manchester hotel, and mingle. Not really my forte but something that is expected nonetheless. I was circling the room engaging in idle chit chat here and there, talking up the new product, and the usual nonsense. I was talking to some woman, the wife of one of our big investors. She was wearing a dress designed for someone 20 years younger and at least 20 pounds lighter. She seemed anxious. Watching her husband as he circled the room. She was right to worry, I decided, he seemed to have an eye for every younger woman and seemed to stand just a little too close. The man seemed like a creep and I felt bad for his wife having to stand by and see him hitting on other women. Then, out of the corner of my eye, a familiar face caught my eye. I looked and nearly choked. Jordan stood leaning against the bar, watching me. He was wearing a suit tonight. It fit him perfectly, emphasising his first chest and his lean waist. What was he doing here at this event? He saw that I had seen him, smiled slightly, and raised his glass in my general direction. I felt my face go pale but raised my glass back to him. Fuck! I had almost convinced myself that I was building him up in my imagination, helped along by the quantities of alcohol I had consumed that night. But no. He was as beautiful as I remembered. My dick was getting hard as I looked at him, remembered the feeling of him inside me, thinking how much I wanted him again. I struggled to focus on what the woman next to me was saying but it was a losing battle. As graciously as I could, I drifted away from her and into a quiet corner of the room. I kept my eyes on Jordan making sure I knew where he was. If I kept an eye out, I could make sure I kept away from him. I wanted him… oh fuck, believe me I wanted him… but if I kept my distance nothing could happen. Brian would be so hurt if he knew I had betrayed him even the once. I couldn’t let it happen again. “Eric, right?” 
I almost jumped out of my skin. I turned around to see the investor whose wife I had been talking to. He stood next to me, looking out at the crowd. I nodded in greeting. “I’m Daniel, Daniel Holstrom. I hope Elise didn’t bore you too much.” Still jumpy, it took me a second to realise Elise was his wife. “No, no. She seems very nice.” He smiled sadly. “She is. Maybe too nice. She was a beauty once as well, you can still see it at times.” I struggled to think of something to say to him that wouldn’t be rude enough to get me sacked. Nothing came to mind. “Don’t misunderstand me. I do love her. But I love lots of beautiful things as well. You understand… we are men. We are not meant for monogamy.” My own guilt pricked at my conscience. I did my best to ignore it. “Do you really believe that?” I asked, trying to hide my distaste for the man. “Come on now. You are married, right?” He barely waited for me to nod. “And you’ve never looked at anyone else, never thought about it, maybe even acted on it?” My eyes automatically roved back to the bar… but Jordan was no longer there. I had lost him in the crowd. I began to sweat a bit. I looked around but couldn’t see him anywhere. Holstrom chuckled, seeing something in my eye or demeanour which answered his question. “See! I knew it. We are men, it is in our blood.” “Hello Erik. Fancy meeting you here.” For the second time a voice near me made me jump. Jordan. Standing next to me. My face turned red, my chest pounding, my eyes wide. Like a deer in the headlights. Holstrom looked at the two of us, looking bemused. “Oh, it’s like that is it? Well… to each his own. I’m not one to judge. Maybe I’ll go find myself a pretty young lady. You two have fun.” He moved away but I had already forgotten him. I tried to play in cool. “Jordan… good to see you…” “Really? And here I thought you were trying to hide from me tonight.” Jordan’s laugh had a faint mocking tone but was somehow still charming. “But, lets be honest. I bet you haven’t stopped thinking about me in the last two weeks, have you?” “Well, I…” He stepped closer. “You probably think about me when you jerk yourself off, maybe even when you are fucking your husband. Am I right?” I was, again, at a loss for words. I had been thinking about him since our encounter. When I masturbated, when Brian and i had sex, and at random times throughout the day. And, now that he was standing beside me, I wanted to taste him and feel him inside me again. “Let’s get out of here and go for a walk.” “I can’t. I’m here for work.” My last, desperate, attempt to avoid what i already knew was inevitable. “Don’t worry so much. No one will even notice you are gone.” His hand on the small of my back, he guided me gently out of the room. Something about him felt less gentle than our first night… he was even more in charge, more dominant. I felt myself submitting to him again. Willing to do whatever he wanted. We didn’t stop in the lobby, didn’t even pause, but stepped outside and around the building to a small, dark side street. Without hesitation, Jordan seemed to know exactly where he wanted to go. He pushed me roughly against a wall and then his lips were on mine, his tongue invading my mouth. His breath tasted faintly of cinnamon gum. I kissed him back, his youthful vigor so intoxicating. He pulled off my jacket and tie and tossed them on top of a nearby rubbish bin. Then unbuttoned my shirt, the cold night air biting my chest. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees. I obeyed and knelt in front of him, trying not to think about what I might be kneeling in. “Take my cock out, pig.” I started to unbuckle his belt but he slapped my hand away as he had during our first night together. 
“I said to take my cock out, not undress me.” I felt embarrassed but unzipped his trousers and fished out that long, hard piece of meat that I had been craving. I slowly jacked him with my right hand, watching his foreskin slide on his thick cockhead. ”Put it in your mouth.” I leaned forward, opened my lips, and greedily took him into my mouth. I worked him in my mouth, getting him wet, and then slid forward… taking him into my throat. He stood still, letting me do the work. He quickly rose to full mast and I struggled to keep him in my throat. I wanted to please him though, so I struggled to keep him there. My gagging seemed to please him. “You love that big cock don’t you? Love it in your throat, gagging you?” I groaned by way of reply. “Yeah… that’s it. Work that dick. Now look up.” I looked up and was not surprised to see his flash from his phone as he took a few pictures. Pictures of me, my mouth stretched around his big meat. I hoped no one else noticed the flashes and came to investigate. He pulled out of my mouth and lifted me to my feet. He deftly opened my belt and pulled my trousers down and motioned for me to step out of them. They joined the rest of my suit on top of the rubbish bin. My briefs followed and I stood naked in the alley except for my shoes and socks. Like our last encounter, he stayed clothed except for that dick sticking out of his pants. “Turn around and lean against the wall.” I obeyed, eager for what was coming next. “Show me that ass, spread your legs and push it out a bit.” More flashes from his camera phone. “That’s it. Open the cheeks and let me see your hole.” Balancing against the wall, I reached back with both hands and spread my cheeks for him. More flashes. “Fuck yeah. That hole wants my cock doesn’t it? It is already opening for me.” “Yeah, I need it. I need you to fuck me again.” “You need to be punished though. You tried to hide from me tonight. I don’t like that.” “Please… “ I whispered desperately. “I need it… I’m sorry I tried to hide.” “Hmmm.” Jordan rubbed his cock against my hole. “I believe you… but you still need to be punished.” His hand wrapped around my mouth as I felt him push his cock forward. “So this is going to hurt.” And it did. I tried to be quiet but cried out as he pushed inside my tight hole. Only his hand muffled the noise. “Shhh… take it. Take what you’ve got coming to you. Don’t want to attract any attention, do you?” He was pounding my hole. Without mercy, without finesse, his pushed his cock inside me. Tears dripped down my face and I gasped for breath. Other than our first encounter two weeks earlier, I hadn’t been fucked in years. Now this thick 9 inch cock was forcing it’s way inside me without lube. Finally his balls slapped against my ass. “There you go. I knew you could take it.” He pulled out with one stroke. “Your hole is gaping for me. Fuck that is so hot.” Maybe out of mercy, or maybe ironically, he spit on my hole and on his dick before he pushed it back in. He was right though, my hole was opening for him. It still hurt like hell but it was starting to feel good as well. “Yeah, look at you, you fucking slut. Bent over in the street, taking my cock. Tell me how much you love it.” 
“You feel so good! I love your cock in my ass.” “Yeah?” “Fuck yeah, Jordan!” “Yeah… your hole is working my dick now. You’re such a whore. Gonna fill you up! Ready for it, cumdump?” “Give it to me.” I couldn’t believe what I was saying. “Cum inside my slutty hole!” He grunted and I felt him swell inside me. And he came inside me. My ass felt full with his thick cum. After a moment, he pushed me off his cock but I stayed pressed against the wall, naked and panting for breath. He used my briefs to wipe his dick clean and then put it away. “Give me your phone.” I searched through the pile of my clothes until I found my phone, unlocked it, and handed it over. He typed away quickly then handed it back. “Here’s my number. Call me when you are ready.” He slapped my bare ass and walked away in the night. I waited until he disappeared then, feeling cold, got dressed.The suit was filthy, covered in muck from the dirty sidewalk and the rubbish bin. No going back to the launch party now. I hurried to my car and headed home. “You’re home early.” Brian called out from the kitchen as I came in. “Had a bit of an accident.” “Oh?” He popped his head around the corner. “What the hell happened to you…” I had practiced my lie. “Crazy line in the loo, so I went outside to find a place for a piss. Found a dark corner but slipped and landed in something.” He shook his head. “Well… I don’t think that suit can be salvaged. Get upstairs and take a shower. There is no way you are going to bed like that…. and take your shoes off before you tramp who knows what on the floors!” I put on my best chagrined expression and hurried to clean up before he could get too close of a look.