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I am a Paramedic, and have always been turned on by other guys, even though a lot of females flirt with me, especially the hospital nurses. I must be reserved especially when in the fire house with the other guys, which most act they are homophobic. At least the bunk room is split, so the EMS personnel won't disturb the firefighters due to the number of calls we receive in a 24 hour shift. We got a call for a medical transport of an HIV patient to the DC Hospital NIH (National Institute of Health). This was a medical transfer from a regular nursing home, to this specialized facility due the fact the patient, was actually an AIDS patient and apparently not responding to medical therapy and this was going to be a last chance effort to get him stabilized. No one wanted to ride in the patient compartment with the patient, scared the close proximity would be contagious. I took this opportunity to get an education. Of course precautions were in place, both myself and the patient had masks on, and I was gloved up as well. The patient was to have EKG monitored during the trip along with an IV drip. The ride was going to be approximately 1 1/2 hour due to the heavy traffic during a rush hour commute. Once the trip began, my patient, which I will call Ken, was very talkative, and soon I had him comfortable and relaxed. He told me he had developed AIDS about 10 months prior, and was in a long care nursing home for treatment, but knew he was on the terminal list. During our ride, I confided in him that I was gay but not out of the closet, and needed to be discreet. He said he had not had a lover in over a year, but never regretted being gay, and his only release was when he could jack off. I told him that he was a cute guy and I could see how he probably didn't have trouble getting a lover when he was in his prime. He reached out from under his blanket which covered him in the cot, to pat my leg and thank me. I reached out to take and hold his hand when he did this to give him some comfort. He commented about the all the precautionary steps taken to keep him isolated, but it did make him feel like the plague victim. I then removed my glove to hold his hand and removed his gloved hand as well, so we could be skin to skin. I had been reading stories on BreedingZone and they always turned me on. I knew i was negative, but gay, and still horny. He said it gave him a little rush that I removed my gloves to touch him, and he thanked me and said it actually made his cock stir. The Medic Unit was an enclosed compartment, with only an intercom connecting the driver with the patient area, and the windows were treated dark so you no one could see in from the street. WHen he told me he had gotten excited, I lifted the blanket to check him out and to see if he had an erection. Of course when I did this, it excited him even more and he began to get hard. I reached out with my bare hand and took hold of his growing cock. He said it had been such a long time since anyone had touched him. I gave him a compliment of his size and girth as his cock grew. Our talk was just about at whisper level since we didn't want the driver to hear us. I told him it turned me on too to have his cock grow in my hand, which was about 9 inches and the width of a cardboard tube on a paper towel roll. He and I had our eyes locked together as I slowly stroked his cock..and he told me he would not last long if I kept that up. We both had pulled down our masks so we could see each other more clearly. He asked if i was scared I would catch his AIDS, and I told him not to worry, I can make my own decisions. He told me he was extremely turned on by me and my tender care. I guided his hand up my leg so he could touch my cock and see how hard I was . I knew we had at least and hour more of our transport, so I open my pants and let them slide down to my ankles and let him stroke my cock. (I figured it was only fair since I had his hard cock in my hands as well) I figured, when a person is on death row in a prison, they give him a last meal, so here my patient was basically on death row in a hospital setting, and going to his final place to die, so why not give him some final release. My precum was flowing, and he would put his fingers to his mouth and lick it off, telling me how sweet it tasted. When he took the next scoop of my precum in his fingers, and began to raise them to his lips, I stopped his arm and directed his fingers into my mouth and sucked them clean. His cock jumped and precum began flowing out of his cock. With his two fingers in my mouth, and our eyes locked to each other, he hooked his fingers behind my teeth and began to pull me closer to his face. WHen he removed his fingers, I kept moving closer and I kissed his lips, and our mouths opened and we frenched kissed for about a 3 minute continuous passionate kiss. When we broke our kis, I remained close to his face as he whispered to me..."Oh fuck !" my hand had not left his hard cock as I stroked it...and I leaned down and put his hard cock into my mouth and began to suck him. He began moaning, and his had reached from my cock to my ass cheeks and began rubbing and touching my hole. I was so turned on by this, I wanted more, much more. He was now very hard and his precum walk flowing like a slow leak of a water pipe. I grabbed his hard that was on my ass, and moved his hand so he could touch his precum that was a steady flow from his cock, then when his fingers were covered, I moved his hand and wet fingers back to my ass which he proceeded to push into my tight ass. Again, he moaned.."Oh fuck" and I looked him in the eyes and told him I am game for it. Since we were in a back up, and traffic was moving in a crawl, I unhooked his seat belts and turned my ass around and backed up to him, and he turned onto his side so his cock was pointing to my ass. As soon as i felt the tip of his cock touch my ass, it was like fireworks. I arched my ass back as I felt his lubed up cock begin to enter my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto him as his cock slid up into my ass to his balls. We sat still for a bit, and I moaned for him to fuck me. I squeezed my ass cheek muscles and he said he better pull out, because he was going to cum soon. I told him to put it in me and to poz me up....next thing I felt was his cock twitching in me, and about 12-15 huge squirts of his toxic seed was shooting deep into my ass. We stayed still for a about 4 minutes, with him still inside of me, since our traffic jam ham come to a complete stop, I didn't want the extra movement to raise suspicion with my partner that something was going on. I turned my face to look back at him, and he whispered "thank you". I told him it my pleasure too...then we began to make out again for what seemed to be about along 15 minutes, and until traffic began to move again. When I pulled off of his cock, most of his load remained up in my ass, but a glob did fall onto his leg. I leaned over and sucked it up. I pulled up my pants and readjusted myself...and knelt on the floor to be closer to Ken...and we began to make out again for the trip. Before we arrived at the hospital, I gave him another blow job and he came in my mouth in which I swallowed. When we dropped him off and took him up to his room, I purposely left the clipboard on his night stand as we moved him over to his permanent bed. When my partner returned to out unit, I commented I left the clipboard, and needed to run back up and get it. The nurse was just coming out of his room when I got there, so when I went inside, I went over to his bedside and asked him to meet me in the bathroom. I helped him and guided his IV pole, as we entered the restroom. I moved his robe out of the way as I dropped my pants and asked him to fuck me again. He got rock hard again and with his precum dripping again, and the huge cum load he put up in me already, I was pretty lubed up to take him again. I leaned over the sink as he fucked me deep and hard...the noise of the squishy cum in my ass was a turn on for us both. HE moaned he was going to cum again so i asked where he would want to put it? He moaned back in me again to breed me with his DNA....I moaned back, "Yes, give me it". Ken had passed away a week later after I visited him one more time, he was too weak to go to the restroom, but we made out and I gave him one more blow job and swallowed his cum. Even after that, I still did not convert poz. So, now I am still turned on to play with poz guys any chance I get.

My first visit to Paris, I went to visit my cousin who was living there temporarily. My friend being a girl, we had few moments to actually check out the gay scene etc. On the Sunday I was there, my friend had to work early the next day and she convinced me to just go out by myself and see what Paris night life was like. Super nervous, but very excited I set out on my own. Never having been to Paris (or Europe) I didn’t know the concept/frequency of dark rooms in bar/clubs. I enter this one bar playing top 40s music upstairs, nice mixed crowd and they had a basement area as well. Curious - I went downstairs. Similar music playing but much darker lighting and more intimate dancing. I definitely enjoyed the dark ambiance more than upstairs so I decide to get a drink. I’m standing in line, most likely sticking out like a sore thumb when this taller Latino guy comes up to me and starts talking to me in French. I don’t speak French so I just politely smile and ask English? He doesn’t speak English. Then he asks for Spanish and I used my few Spanish skills to communicate. In the conversation he asks when I arrived and what bars I had visited etc and as soon as he learned that it was my first bar, my first night out alone, For being very basic conversation - the sexual energy was very charged up very quickly. During talking he puts his arms around my waist and casually his hand slides under my waist line and he feels for my underwear. Once he pulls on the strap of the jockstrap I’m wearing I see an even bigger charge in his sexual energy. He immediately grabs my hand, leading me out of the line we were waiting to get a drink and towards a door in the corner of the basement. I’ve noticed a few people strolling in and out of that door but without a sign saying what it was I assumed it was a bathroom. He pulls me into that room and it’s pitch black. A little bit of light streaming in from the bar area but gave very little options to see more than feet shuffling. As far as I could tell the room was empty but didn’t have much time to look around since as soon as we get into the room and starts making out with me very intensely. This is not who I am - hooking up with a stranger, even just making out, is not typical behavior but must’ve been because I was in town a few days with no male exposure or just the situation but I immediately kiss him back with the same amount of energy. He’s touching me all over, pulling up my shirt, hands everywhere, as he grabs my ass and pulls me flush against his body I feel his rock hard Dick pressing against my stomach. Again this had been not even 5-6 minutes of me arriving to the bar but it was so hot I didn’t even think twice. I drop down and take his Dick out and into my mouth in one swift move. I can taste a lot of precum and as soon as my mouth is on him he moans very loud and starts speaking French. I don’t know what he’s saying but the moans in between sentences is pure ecstasy and I lose myself in the moment just pleasing him. After a few minutes, he pulls me up and starts making out with me again super hard. Never had a guy makeout with me immediately after giving him head so it was a turn on that he seemed to want to taste himself in my mouth. Super hot kissing. He pulls my pants down and finally has access to grab my ass fully since I only have a jock on covering only the front. As soon as his fingers touch my hole, he whisper “so warm” and then turns me around, a little roughly, and bends down to start eating my ass. Now when I tell you this guy was a pro, you just have got to imagine the most expert tongue driving me wild. I was pushing back onto his face it felt so good. He stands up and immediately I feel his Dick press against my hole. Thankfully when this started, another guy walked into the back room to cruise a bit and that snapped me out of my horny bubble and I had the foresight to ask him to put on a condom. I hear the frustration in his tone as he says he doesn’t have one and just wants to feel inside me for a few seconds. As much as I wanted it, I told him I had a condom in my pants and got it out. He told me to put it on him myself and then get it wet again, I pull out the cheap free-bar condoms and roll it onto him but it’s super super tight on his rock hard Dick. After it’s on, I start sucking him again to get the cheap condom nice and wet and after a few minutes he stands me back up and starts poking at my hole again. I’m so horny still and his Dick filling me up felt so good. He went slow, knowing his Dick was huge and the only lube being used was spit. After a few minutes of opening me up he bends down again to start licking my ass. Again this guy is an expert and immediately takes me to that super horny point again and I’m pushing back against his face. He gets up, repositions himself and then enters me again and this time he slides right in all the way balls deep and I am in heaven. He grunts very loud and starts fucking me deeply, pulling all the way out and all the at back in. I am moaning very loud. I completely forgot about the other guy who walked in who I thought was just standing in the corner but turns out a 4th guy was there the whole time and they had started to mess around in the next corner. The new guy then asks me to suck him but I don’t feel comfortable but the guy topping me moves in their direction while still in me so I’m being fucked but now facing these two strangers. In the heat of the moment I decide, what the hell, and starts jerking the two guys so I have no hands to keep stable but my top had yet to miss a beat from the deep pounding. One guy asks me if it’s okay to take a photo of my ass getting fucked with no face in the shot and I’m barely paying attention and just say yeah whatever. He takes the pic, a super bright flash in the dark area but after he takes the pic and I’m now more blind then just the darkness. He looks at the pic and then tells my top, “fuck yeah breed that ass raw”. It wasn’t until I heard him say that, that I realized the difference of feeling from when we first started to when he really started fucking me and I reach back and feel his cock and confirm he’s been in me raw for probably a while. I pause to move away and he firmly grasps my arms in place and says something in French in my ear. Again I don’t understand so I ask in Spanish and he says, “you know you like this and it’s too late now”. He’s right, it’s been at least 10 minutes of him fully raw deep in my second hole so the real deviant comes out of my and I start pushing back onto his Dick in a fervor. Finally having the mutual understanding of what’s happening the sexual tension turns up to the highest level it’s been. Completely forgetting about the other guys, we starting slamming into each other and I’m moaning so very loud. Thankful that the bar music was equally loud. He moaning fast and harsh mixed with French words into my ear and biting my neck. I feel that I’m right at the edge of cumming so I start jerking myself and tell him I’m going to cum and he says, “me first” and pushes himself, balls deep in me and I feel the pulsing of his Dick and the shooting of hot thick liquid deep in me. Fully sent over the edge I also cum all over my pants and shoes which I’m still wearing while he’s deep inside me. The top did not stop fucking me even after he came and I could just feel how wet and cummy my ass was. He kisses me one last time before pulling up his pants and walking right out of the backroom. The two guys still in there are telling me how hot it was to watch and ask to top me. This time I stood firmly in my condom stance and they both wore one and I took turns sitting on their laps back and forth while they made out and eventually made both of them cum. Walked out of the bar feeling used but so so satisfied. That was my first time being stealthed.

When I’m in bottom mode I love the feeling of a man orgasming inside me. The DNA exchange is hot af

Got high and walked WeHo with no underwear and my ass out. Not many pickers at 1am but this guy with a 7" I met on grindr owned my ass in the middle of a sidewalk his hot load vanished in my bussy. A lady walked across from us staring. It was so hot. Here's a little treat for yall.

Coming Out Wednesday morning I got a call from Marc. He was back in his office and had been catching up on work in addition to getting his dripping dick taken care of. "It comes with the territory, I guess. I just wish it hadn't killed our play time in San Francisco. We were like nuns, just visiting the tourist things and eating. We even had to change underwear a couple times a day since they got really crusty" Marc told me. It had been two weeks since their visit to the bathhouse and I expected that he and his partner would start feeling the effects of all of those potent loads very soon. "Was it just you or did Sebastian also have issues?" I asked innocently. "Both of us got it and the doctor put us on an aggressive treatment. I think Sebastian had a hard time not being a little pig in San Francisco. He begged me a few times to get a quick hookup, but I told him that it would be too risky to pass the STD on" Marc explained. I wondered if that attitude would change after they converted. "Sebastian was feeling a little tired and ached this morning so I don't know if that was a reaction to the medication or just exhaustion from the trip. We did walk a lot while sightseeing" Marc said. We took care of the work issues and the call ended almost two hours later. The rest of the week Gabriel shadowed other waitstaff but also had to fill in just about every other position. Friday, I sent a few messages to Marc early in the day, but never got a response. My own task list was long and I didn't have any time to think about it until I got home and relaxed on the sofa. I didn't see Gabriel until early Saturday morning when he showed up at my place after his Friday night shift and he looked really tired. He stripped, showered and crawled into bed. Pulling him close to me, I kissed the back of his shoulder and before I could go any further he was sleeping. Chuckling, I gave him a hug and then faded out too. He slept in and I had breakfast cooked and waiting for him when he finally got up around ten AM. Just after noon we were back in bed, but this time sleep wasn't on the menu. My balls were full from several days without sex. I should have given Chase another dose on Thursday just to drain the tanks, but I knew I needed to move on. Hopefully Z would remember what I told him after he came down from his high. I was probably rougher with Gabriel than normal, but I needed to work off a week's worth of built up testosterone and he seemed to like me tossing him around. We fucked in almost every position possible and by the time he had to get ready for work, my balls were empty. Sunday I knew he had to get to work by four but I hoped that we could do something other than just fuck in my condo. Apparently I wasn't the only one to think that. Shortly after we woke, he rolled over on his side and was looking at me, smiling. I could tell he was thinking about something but I just waited for him to say it. "Remember when I asked you about your ideal spontaneous bathhouse visit?" he asked, his smile turning into a devious grin. "Yeah?" I replied, not sure where this was heading. "Well..." he started and then paused. "I've never... been with a guy that... fucks around with as many guys as you" he said. I nodded back at him, wondering if this was the point where he said he'd had enough. "Um... did you really mean it when you said you wanted a partner that did the same?" he asked a few moments later. I swallowed hard and replied "Uhh... you asked about my ideal partner and that was part of it, yeah. Why?" He seemed to ignore my question and kept going "Do you like seeing your partner with other guys? Or... do you think we should fuck around separately?" he asked. This was an easy question to answer and I immediately replied "I like sharing a guy with others. Remember the dark room at the baths the last time? I let a couple other guys have fun with you too. I hoped you liked it as much as I did. But... I don't think that a partner should only have sex when I'm around. It's hot knowing he might be hooking up with someone at any time." He chuckled and said "yeah, that was hot. I've never been ok with guys I've been with fooling around with others at the same time. But... you're different. You're so afraid of being in a relationship that its easy for me to accept you fucking other guys. It's just sex to you and the last thing you want is getting attached to them." I nodded, trying to ignore the fact that he considered us partners. "So... speaking of Steam... want to go over there for a few hours and have some fun?" I wasn't sure if he just wanted a change of venue or truly change it up. "Maybe... what's your plan?" I asked. "We could fuck a bit or maybe you want to watch guys fuck me. The sling looked like fun. I was only in one once before at a friend's party in California. This time, though... If I fuck a guy, I get to choose him. OK?" he said, the grin getting more devilish. It was something I didn't really expect. From our discussions he had been a pretty vanilla guy in the past and I thought he just ignored my indiscretions to stay in my orbit. "You know, you're probably going to get a lot of attention once guys see your new tattoo. You might have a few chasers begging you to do em... and some guys making some pretty rude comments too" I told him. "Yeah, I know. I want to see what the reaction is going to be. I wasn't ready when we were at the leather bar and I didn't want to embarrass you in front of your co-workers. Sorry that it came out right before I left that I was poz" he responded. "Don't worry about that. I was just happy you talked about it so... easily. Not much was said about it after you left. They were more interested in the back room" I replied. He smiled back "You need to show it to me sometime. I bet you know your way around a place like that. Maybe get your friends to join us. Omar was really hot. Too bad I can't fuck him" he said and the smile disappeared. "Why? Omar is vers from what I heard. He's Tim's friend, though. I met him when you did" I replied. "Why??? Really? Do you really not care about the other guy's status?" he asked incredulously. "I already told you I don't. I might tell before I fuck them in a place like that since I have a reputation there. Maybe you have the right idea by displaying your status so there's no doubt. Oh... and it doesn't matter with Omar. He's poz" I said. Shocked would be an understatement of his expression. "What? He's so young" Gabriel said. "Tim too. Now you know a couple more poz guys to play with if you want to... uh... serosort" I said. He grinned and I could see he now had Omar back in his sights. I kinda wondered if he wanted to be a cumdump for them or fuck both of them silly. Or both. "So... Are you going to join me over at Steam today? I can only spend a couple hours there before I need to get ready for work" he said, rolling out of bed and heading to the bathroom. We walked over to the bathhouse and went in. I didn't get a room this time since it sounded like Gabriel was looking for public play. He got several looks in the locker room when he took his shirt off and even more as we wandered around. While no one said anything directly to him, I heard several approving comments like "fuck that tat's sweet", "that ink makes him even hotter" and "looks fresh, I hope he's still toxic" which made me happy that he wasn't getting grief for displaying his status. My vanity took a big hit, though, since most of the guys were looking at him and ignoring me. When we walked into the upstairs playroom, the sling was empty. A few guys were using the benches but most were just wanking while they checked out the other guys. I heard a couple guys quietly say "oh... fuck yeah" as we walked in and I wasn't totally sure why. We still had our towels around our waist, so they didn't know how hung we were. Maybe they were making assumptions based on our color or because we were a couple really good looking guys or maybe they saw Gabriel's tat in the dim light. I kind of got my answer when Gabriel climbed into the sling. "Fuck", "Crap" and "Damn" were a few of the words so they must have seen the biohazard tat and were hoping he was going to fuck a few of them. I thought "I guess it does pay to advertise" as I raised Gabriel's feet into the straps. I threw both of our towels over the top of the sling frame and just looking at him lay there made my dick hard. I handed him a bottle of poppers and he looked at me, shaking his head. "That shit just gives me a headache" he said and I took them back. Looking back over our fucks, I realized that other than some alcohol or weed, we had never used anything else to assist our fucking. No lube either, other than spit and precum. "An organic fuck" I chuckled to myself as I knelt down and began to rim his ass. I was only down there a minute or two but we seemed to be drawing a crowd. When I stood up there were guys at all four corners of the sling, all with their dicks in their hands. Adding some spit to my hand, I slicked up my shaft and pulled him to me. With my cock at his hole I looked down and grinned before thrusting my hips in. Gabriel grunted but relaxed and let me inside. Tugging on his legs, he started to sway and while I slipped out of his hole on the first few swings, I never had a problem getting back in. Deeper and deeper my cock went each cycle. "Oh yeah", "fuck that cunt" and "loosen him up for the rest of us" were the comments coming from the guys around us. Looking around, the guys were the usual crowd from the bathhouse. Most were probably bottoms hoping to take Gabriel's place and a few of the others were hoping for the chance to fuck him. As we fucked, I was checking out the guys, trying to figure out which were worthy of fucking him. I realized that I had never been concerned about who was the next guy to fuck anyone. I preferred to think that it didn't matter and it was time to look for my next hole. The sounds of the chains and Gabriel's body slapping into me got louder as I began to tug harder on his thighs. The crowd grew a little bit the longer we fucked. Sometimes a guy would stroke too hard, shoot his load and leave, but he was replaced by someone almost immediately. I felt two guys behind me and could sense they were pretty big. I looked back to my left and all I saw was chest and neck. He was a good eight inches taller than me and the guy next to him was just a bit shorter. Next, I glanced over my right shoulder to get a better look and the guy was a little smaller, but not by much. Both were muscular and dark, but unlike a lot of guys their size, they gave me room to work. "Ya like fuckin that poz hole?" Gabriel said, grinning back at me. I watched a couple guys leave, but there were still almost a dozen still around us. The big guys behind me didn't seem to move an inch. I was shocked he would say something like that. After our first fuck, I'd always avoided any poz talk. After a few moments, I suspected that Gabriel was trying to chase away anyone that didn't want to fuck a cum filled poz hole. "Yeah, it's fuckin' sweet" I growled back and started to fuck harder. "Good... cuz I need a recharge" Gabriel growled back, almost like a command. Tugging him back hard, I planted my cock in deep and ground my hips on his ass before shoving him away. My cock came free of his hole with a plop and then I speared back in. Doing it a second time, I felt my body start to quiver. "You want my hot load in there?" I snarled back at Gabriel. "Fuck yeah!" he yelled out and with one more plunge into his ravaged hole I started to shoot. Holding his legs tight, spurts of cum pumped into his ass and my body twitched. "Yeah! Breed his ass", "Flood that poz hole!" and "Knock him up good" were a few of the comments I heard while I drained my balls. There were others but they were just noise as I looked down at Gabriel. He had that big grin on his face that I loved to see. I gave his ass another stroke or two and slowly backed away. Just as the head was about to pull out, I heard a deep voice from behind me ask "Can I fuck him next?" I turned my head and saw the taller muscle guy behind me give me a smile. I glanced back at Gabriel to see if he was ok with it and when I saw the nod I said "Yeah, give him a good ride." In all of the times I had fucked a guy in a sling like that, I couldn't remember hearing a guy ask the previous top permission to fuck the bottom. It was a classy move that I appreciated. Seconds later, we had swapped spots and he was sliding into Gabriel's sloppy hole. "Ahhh, fuck yeah" came out of both of their mouths at the same time. The big guy's cock was about my size, and Gabriel took it easily. He fucked for about ten minutes before he unloaded his cum inside Gabriel. "Thanks. You're a great fuck" the guy told Gabriel before turning his head towards me. "Thanks for sharing him. My bug's got some kick so I hope he really wanted a recharge" he said to me. I nodded and said "mmmhmm, mine too." The guy's friend asked me if it was ok to fuck Gabriel and I said "It's his choice, not mine." The guy smiled and nodded waiting for his friend to pull out. Once Gabriel gave him the nod, he pushed in and let out a loud, deep moan. When his friend started to fuck, the big guy whispered in my ear "Any time you want to drop a load, my ass is yours." He gave me a wink and I grinned back at him, nodding. As the friend started to fuck, I backed away into the shadows, leaving Gabriel to have fun without me playing traffic cop. Wandering around, I found a few guys in rooms needing some dick and I gave them all a quick fuck. The gym bunny that was my age whimpered and whined if I gave him more than half of my dick and the early twenties twink was so wired I felt like he was going to bolt out the door at any second. The last guy, a chubby daddy in his sixties was by far the best fuck. I'm sure the first two attracted a lot more guys but left every top disappointed. The daddy didn't disappoint. He worked his ass around my cock and moaned just enough to let me know that he liked it without going over the top. Having fucked him longer than the twink and gym dude combined, I thrust in and dumped a few shots of cum into his hungry hole. "Ohhh, fuck yeah. Thank you... I needed that" the daddy said. "Thank you. Hope to see you next time" I told the daddy as I left in search of Gabriel. He wasn't in the sling, since it was now occupied by a guy I'd seen there many times before. Several of us had nicknamed him "The Sling Hog." No one was trying to fuck him and I didn't see Gabriel anywhere in the room. Eventually I found him in the sauna fucking a guy kneeling on one of the benches. Quietly, I moved closer and then stopped, chuckling to myself. The guy on his knees was Chase and Gabriel was fucking him hard. I heard him say something and then Chase replying loudly "Yes, sir" a few times. I went over to the other side and sat on the bench, barely being able to see them fuck through the steam. When I heard Gabriel growl out, I knew he'd just added his DNA to Chase's well-bred ass. I watched him walk out the door a minute later and followed him out before Chase could see me. I caught up to him in the hall and we headed downstairs to the locker room showers. "How'd you like Chase's ass?" I asked as we started cleaning off. "Greedy mother, isn't he. He saw me in the hall and asked about the tat and if I was undetectable. When I told him 'no', he just about dragged me into the sauna to fuck him. You fucked him before?" Gabriel asked. "Yeah, he's taken a lot of my seed. Not sure why he's not knocked up yet" I replied, as I turned off the shower. Gabriel turned off the water and then began to dry himself off before we went to the locker room. "Maybe he is. A guy I knew in Cali was poz for about three years before he found out. He left a trail of guys he infected all over the state thinking he was neg" Gabriel said. I laughed and said "That would suck for him, I think he's really looking forward to the flu" as we got to our locker. "Stupid fuck. That was the worst two weeks of my life" Gabriel replied, as he started putting his clothes on.

** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** ************************************************************************************************************************* He was seated at the bar, drinking with a couple of guys. From his loud laughter, and the silly things he was blurting out, as well as his overall behavior, it was clear to me he was quite drunk. But on the other hand, he was quite sexy. He was, of course, young, no doubt just over 18. The guys recognized him being intoxicated and touched him inappropriately all the time. They grabbed his ass or rubbed his junk while passing him by. He never complained about it. He just grinned like a fool, feeling probably flattered to be the center of the attention. So I tried my luck and ordered a drink at the bar and while standing close to the drunk twink I let my hand slip into his low hip jeans on his backside and my middle finger moved downwards between his ass cheeks, just to find his hole. I pressed my finger against his hole and he relaxed it and let me pass his sphincter. What a slut, I thought to myself. I gave him a cheeky grin and then went back to the two fellows I was with that night. We were all biohazard stallions and we were, let’s put it this way, interested in the youthful guy. He blinked at me and then moved to the back area, where the darkroom was. My mates fist bumped me and cheered, while I got up from my chair I told them to be nearby, in case…. Getting into the backroom my eyes had to adjust to the dimmed light. I saw him wandering about, but I doubted he would actually be notice all the guys lurking about. The risk was too high, that another dick would grab him first and so I hurried up and greeted him with my low voice. He tried to focus me and then showed a foolish smile asking me, if I was the guy fingering outside. I laughed and nodded to that. “You know… I think I had a drink too much and all the jocks look the same to me. Just a big bulge…..” he claimed. “Oh that’s okay…. you are nothing more than a hole to me.” I replied and although my answer was quite reducing him he flashed another smile. “How about three big cocks?” I asked him referring to my two friends. “I guess it would be okay, but we have to play safe. Okay? My boyfriend is out of town and we are faithful to each other. FAITHFUL (in a loud voice). That’s why you can’t fuck me, but it is okay to fuck me now….” he babbled. Such a wasted guy… I signaled my friends to attend me and so they appeared out of the darkness and greeted the teen. “Hey guys – can I touch your bulges to see if you are well endowed?” he asked us. He massaged each of our bulges and seemed to be satisfied to feel 9+ inches of hard cock meat. We looked for a dark corner and there we turned him around, so that he faced the wall. I opened his jeans and lowered them. They fell to the ground and revealed a beautiful round ass. “Don’t forget the condom” he whispered. “Of course not, but let me first finger you. Get you ready for my fat dick.” I suggested and used a bit lube on my fingers and entered his hole with three fingers at once. I crouched behind him, to get a good angle to finger fuck him roughly. He was moaning and enjoyed it obviously. After a while I used only my index finger and my middle finger to actually scratch him from the inside, while pulling my fingers out. I repeated it over and over again and he complained about the growing pain. I told him that I had to prepare him for the hard fuck, but that I would soon been done. I had to rely on my handy work and so I got up and started lubing up my dick. “Sorry guys… but I can’t get hard. Too much alcohol I guess” he giggled. “Never mind, just let us charge your cunt up and we are gone anyway” I replied. “Give him some poppers” I told one of my friends. He handed the boy the brown bottle and told him to use it. “How?” he asked seriously. “I don’t do drugs” he added. “That’s not a drug baby, it is something to inhale to make you feel horny for cocks” I explained. You can keep the bottle afterwards, in case you want to enjoy some other gentlemen dicks in here. “The condom on your cock already?” he asked while he opened the bottle with a ‘plop’ and then sniffed at the bottle opening, while a pal pressed against his other nose opening. ‘Whoooosh’ “Oh my…. oh fuck…. what is this…..” he stuttered. My friends helped him stay on his feet. I parted his ass cheeks in the meanwhile and entered his soft asshole raw. “Oh fuck, this is it…. oh it feels so good. man…. fuck me hard…. fuck me hard into my pussy” he moaned. We made him inhale more of the poppers and every time he was almost freaking out and begging me to fuck deeper into his body. Of course I rammed my whole cock hard into him. This wasn’t supposed to be a romantic affair. This was hardcore POZ fucking. I fucked my dick hard into his hole, trying to inflict even more damage with every thrust I could muster. “You want to get your slut ass charged?” I whispered into his ears, while he experienced one rush after another. He nodded only “Tell me loud, that I can charge your cunt up” I advised him with my low and calm voice. “Fuck me hard into my ass…. (and then louder) Charge my slut ass up” he exclaimed. I grunted and held him by the shoulders, while I was speed-fucking him now. This put me over the edge and my toxic semen erupted inside his ass. My cock gushed five times and I kept on fucking him, to make sure my seed would infiltrate his body soon. After I pulled my cock out, I pretended I would get rid of the condom and stuffed my dick back into my jeans. My pal was next and I told him, while taking his place, to think about the condom. “Yes…. safety first please…. I don’t want to get sick by these…. sick…. bastards….” he repeated himself and took another good whiff. “I think there is enough lube left in there” my friend said with a smirking face. Without hesitance he entered the twink’s ass, who had one POZ load already inside his body…

I'd been talking to this Dude for months. He's POZ. Nice guy. We talked on the phone, exchanged emails, and met once or twice on neutral grounds, like coffee shops and restaurants. Till then we hadn't done anything. Fucking hot bod. A Daddy type. Perfect for me. I'm 28, brown eyes and hair, smooth, and boyish overall. He's in his late 40's, divorced, solidly built, hairy chest, salt and pepper, with a Cock to kill for. He hadn't done me bare, cause he's POZ. I wasn't. At last not yet. He barebacked, but only other POZ guys. He knew about me—that I was NEG and screwed around. I barebacked, too. Some call me promiscuous; and, yes, I'd done the whole nine yards—the Net, the Baths, Bookstores, and Adult Theaters. He didn't know how bad I needed it. At first he was reluctant cause of my Status, and he feared he'd weaken or give in. The spirit's willing, but the flesh is weak—that kind of crap. But he knew himself. I give him credit. He insisted on staying fully clothed, so determined was he to do nothing to impair my health. But I turned him on enough that he wanted to see my Ass in action. He planned merely to finger me, stretch me, and use his Dildos on my Cunt. Of course I encouraged him, supposing what would lead to what. I can get any guy to fuck me. Case in point. When I showed up at his house, it was touch and go. He bent me over doggy style—to stretch me out. He started with two fingers, then up to his wrist. Shit, was he rough—twirling them inside my Pussy like my Ass Walls didn’t exist. I started making slopping noises. Maybe it was the Crisco—maybe my Ass Juices. But I was fairly sure a good portion of that SLOP was BLOOD. My head throbbed from the Poppers. I begged him to fuck me. How I prayed that god would fuck me, but he wouldn't do it. Instead he shoved a Dildo up my Ass. No Lube—except for the SLOP already in me. That stretched me even further. Again his fingers. I was getting finger-fucked and dildo-fucked at the same time. I was crazed with Lust. I wanted his Cock more than anything. I reached behind and grabbed his Crotch. When he slid the Dildo out, I turned and kissed him, twisting his Nips. I couldn't take it any longer. I had to shoot. He'd said he wanted to see me Cum. He pushed me to my knees, and the Dildo went back in. Or so I thought. FUCK! IT HURT SO GOOD! He crashed and burned. "I'm gonna fuckin' breed you. I'm gonna drill you with my POZ Cock. You want that, don't you, Fag. I'm gonna POZ you—make you mine." We could hold back no longer. Cum splashed everywhere—OUR Cum!. OUR Dicks pulsed on for minutes. OUR hair, faces, chests, guts, and Cocks were awash with Jizm—MY CUNT WITH HIS POZ CUM. And that's how POZ met NEG.

Got home from being at the nude beach all day and getting various grindr messages. One pops up and a nice cock pic and from his other photos he looked to be very athletic and said he was 24. Really not a lot of chatting, he ask for location and I provided it. He wants me ass up head down with the door unlocked, but I have a new sex sling I wanted to break in. Guy did even know what I was referring to as he had never heard of it apparently but was ok with me being in it. He finally arrives and I climb in the sling. Cute guy, matches his pictures, turns out he is deaf. I don't know sign language so I just don't say much and lay back and let him have my hole. His dick was nice and long and was pounding the back of my ass wanting to go deeper, it was heaven. He then says he's going to cum and because I hadn't prepared to communicate with someone who was deaf so I did what must have made me look so dumb, I gave him thumbs up with both hands...He cums and I go to be a good bottom and clean his dick with my mouth and he tells be he's got one more load for me, back in the sling I go. He has trouble get hard again but I help him get his cock back inside me. As he is fucking me he pulls the jockstrap I'm wearing to the side to see my cock. I start jerking off as I watch myself in the mirror attached to the sling and so I'm blasting my own load all over myself which gets a great reaction from my top who blast his second load in my gut. It was a little awkward after since I was having to text him through grindr to tell him that he was a good fuck. Apparently I was too as he wanted to have my ass again the following day. I've got a new friend that I don't even know anything about haha.

Spent time in Detroit over the weekend and had the entire day to myself on Friday. Figured I'd see what kind of trouble I could get into so I hit the usual sites and apps. I had made arrangements with a few guys ahead of time and they were the first I contacted, but as happens too often, none of them got back to me. I got some interest, especially on Grindr, but most guys wanted to meet "later," whatever that meant. But then, just before lunch, I got a message from a guy who was 900 feet away - close by, downtown. He was going to take lunch soon and was looking for a hookup. In a flash I was in the bathroom getting ready. The hotel elevators were operated by key card (annoying!), so I went down to the lobby to meet him. He was a security guard, tall and very lean. We didn't talk much, he just followed me onto the elevator and to my room. Once we were inside we both got naked. I bent at the waist to suck his dick while he stood. It was soft, but quickly hardened to a solid 8.5 inches in my mouth! I took him balls-deep down my throat and he sighed in pleasure. I bobbed my head back and forth, gagging and getting him all slick so he could slide right into my ass. As soon as he was rock-hard, I hopped up onto the bed on all fours, my ass pointed toward him. He needed no encouraging, just walked over, placed the head of his dick at my back door, and slid right up to the hilt in one fluid motion. He felt amazing and my ass opened up to welcome him in. He was gentle, holding my hips and sliding slowly in and out of my hole, but he made sure to go balls-deep with every thrust, massaging my prostate as he did. I was enjoying the sensation and found myself not wanting it to end. Just then, though, he announced he was going to cum. "Where do you want it?" he asked. "Cum in me," I said breathlessly. I wasn't sure if that was the answer he expected, but he complied. His strokes increased in speed until finally he let out a small gasp. I clenched my sphincter around his shaft and felt the pulses as he unloaded deep inside me. Finished, he slid out and I spun around to give him the customary cleaning off with my mouth. I was tempted to see if he could go a second time, but I was expecting one of the "later" guys so I let him get dressed and head back out to the elevator (no key card needed on the way down, thankfully). Of course, the "later" guy never showed, so this was my one experience in Detroit. But it was a good one!

Chapter two Continued Previously in Chapter 1, I explained how I met an older top who turned me into his bare bottom playmate when I was a sophomore in college. He managed to convince a few guys to play with us occasionally and ended up finding one guy who I play poker with, Baseball player jock BMOC Tyler, who I really wanted to fuck around with. Since we are both super closeted, he agreed to meet when my friend Phil told him I was his nephew Mark, and so we all got together, got high and fucked, with him fucking 6 loads into me and even allowing me to fuck one into him, all while I wore a mask and wig so he wouldn't recognize me. In Chapter two so far, I got off by teasing him during a poker game, and got caught with my ass hanging out and we even pissed together before he took my underwear and asked me for a ride to campus. We stopped for booze and we are just heading back to the dorm... We pulled into the dorm parking lot and Tyler hopped out before I could ask him for my fake id or my bottle of vodka, insisting he would sneak the booze and the "rest of my shit" in by stuffing it in his baseball gear duffle, making sure to show me that my undies were being used to cradle the booze bottles so they didn't clink, and simultaneously sneering at me with the look of "gotcha" to let me know he wasn't planning on giving them back or the id or booze til we got inside. Luckily for him we were both known to the front desk workers so we didn't need to show our ids as we passed through the entry to the dorm and dashed upstairs. since neither of us were over 21 and we lived in the "dry dorm" we could have been in deep shit if anyone found out what we were sneaking in, but luckily for Tyler, I was the Resident Assistant for our floor so once we were past the second floor stairwell we were pretty much in the clear. I asked Ty for the goods but he looked down the hall like he heard someone coming and just said "not here, I'll text you in a minute and you can come grab them from my room." I tried to object but he dashed into his suite and shut the door, so I had no other option but to slide into my own single room and sit down and wait. While I waited for his text, I moved my mouse and checked my email and was pleasantly surprised to see an email from phil with the subject 'You are popular.' In the email he showed me screen grabs of texts from Tyler from earlier that night, describing how much he had lost at poker because he was so distracted by a friend with an amazing ass. Much to my delight Phil asked for a pic of the friend and his butt and the attachments were pics he had managed to take of me, some blurry and some dark but clear enough to show me bending over early in the evening, where you could see my elastic underwear waistband, and then two with my loose pants where I was almost completely uncovered from top of the crack to the bottom of my round cheeks. Tyler had even included a few pics of me just sitting at the poker table to show my face and had sent them in a message with the caption "doesn't this face need my load on it?" The most recent email from Phil included a long message thread with Tyler asking if my display of totally bare ass was an invitation and if so how Tyler could see if I was interested in letting him see it one on one, to which Phil suggested he a)follow me into the bathroom if he could to see if I was hard, b) find out where my undies had gone and see if he could get them as a trophy, c) if I was not weirded out by the first two, then ask me for a ride back to campus and make sure to get some booze on the way back and finally d)somehow get me alone where he could get me drunk and find a way to make me show him my ass. Phil even suggested that Tyler make a move on me and see if I was down to play but Tyler said no way he could do that unless he knew I wouldn't freak and out him. My cock was hard and in my hand, my pants around my knees and my asshole buzzing for something to fill it when my phone buzzed, indicating Tyler's text had arrived and making me jump and yelp like a wolf caught in a bear trap. I gathered myself and caught my breath as I went to get my phone and just as I began reading the text telling me to come over and let myself in the unlocked door, I saw a new email arrive from phil, in which he sent me a text he had just received from Tyler: "Just got a brill idea, all the guys from my suite r gone 4 wknd so gona put porn from rmm8s comp on tv & put bisex porn 3/4 movies dwn playlist, Ill pretend its my rmm8s if hes not cool w/it" Phil: "Nice, but u should def see if he wants 2 do some of the stuff I gave u 2. tell him its THC resin or sumthin" Tyler: "Mayb but how do i get him 2 jerk w/ me?" Phil: "The sTuff will take care of that. but might help if heat is turned waaaay up and u should wear his undies" Tyler: "1 step ahead of u" The last text came with an attachment I wasn't expecting, a photo of him wearing only my underwear.

I started work at the top bar, ensuring it was well stocked, then the middle and then the lower bar, that’s where my sister was tonight, taking over Peters job for the evening. There were only a few of the regulars in the whole building, I didn’t want to talk to my sister, but she greeted me anyway, “Hi Fagboi, how you doing?” I ignored her but she kept talking anyway “I hear your staying at George’s tonight, hope you got some sleep this afternoon, you’re going to need your energy later” she sniggered at her own private joke I walked away to start collecting glasses when I heard her remark loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear, “Are those moms’ knickers you’re wearing? She has noticed some missing, and stockings, have you got those too?” I turned absolutely bright red, turned around and went up the stairs to clean glasses in another bar. The next couple of hours went without incident although I avoided the lower bar and my sister in the end I had to go back down there and when I did I noticed George sitting at the bar, I had not noticed him come in, when he saw me a smile spread across his face, my sister spoke up “Where you been Fagboi, we have glasses need collecting and washing” “Oh leave him alone” said George, “he is a busy boy” “Or will be later from what I hear” sniggered my sister and George laughed alongside her, I went straight to George, just as I had been instructed by Peter and coached what to say, before he dropped me off, “Thank you for putting me up tonight, I do appreciate it and won’t be any trouble and I will do anything to make my stay pleasurable for you” I was again bright red when I said this, it seemed, it was becoming my natural colour. George reached to my waist and plucked at the side of my G-string showing, “Whose are these?” I thought about lying but knew Peter or my sister would say something “My mother’s” “Nice sexy, I bet she is a sexy bitch too if she wears this kinda thing” “She is” my sister spoke up I was shocked as I never thought my sister would ever talk about our mother like that “She has some real sexy lingerie and a few toys too, as my sissy brother knows only too well, isn’t that right Fagboi?” As she humiliated me by saying these things, George had reached his hand up and was caressing my left nipple, it was still sensitive and felt nice and I took a step toward him so he didn’t have to reach so far, so our bodies where nearer, so my groin touched his leg as he sat on the barstool. Oh my fucking God, what was I doing, I mumbled something about work to do and rushed off towards the bars upstairs only to be called back by my sister reminding me that work still needed doing down there. I rushed around as fast as I could, collecting and washing the glasses and putting them on the shelves, I hated bending over or stretching up to put the glasses where they needed to be as it showed more of my stomach and lower back. I got the job done and went back to the other bars, I noticed every now and again just on odd occasions, I would catch someone looking at me, different people, some my ager some older and I realised they were appraising me, one or two even smiled, not a smile at my humiliation but rather an indication that they liked what they saw. I know that makes me sound big headed, but it wasn’t many people, maybe just 3 guys the entire night. At one point I returned to the lower bar to find George had bought me a drink and asked me to sit with him, of course I told him I was busy but my sister insisted I could spend a few minutes as an employee, I was also a hostess she said, it didn’t even occur to me that she had referred to me as a hostess rather than a host, anyway, I sat on a barstool next to George and immediately his hand was on my thigh, quite high up and stroking gently, I knew I should not close my legs and so I sat there whilst he kept his hand on my thigh, indicating to everyone that for tonight at least, I was his property. I quickly drank my drink and got back to work, and when I finished, George was waiting to take me back to his place, he promised my sister that we would have a great night and we walked out to his car. When we got to Georges place, we got out of his car and he put his arm around me like I was his girlfriend or something, in fact much the same way that Helen and I had walked many times, we entered his house and he led me through to the living room. George’s house was lovely, clean and full of the latest gadgets, he obviously had plenty of money as I guessed from the huge flat screen TV on the wall, and when he showed me the bedroom a massive bed, mirrors on walls and ceiling, he obviously liked to watch himself. “Where am I sleeping?” “You will be in here with me, now, let’s get you out of those jeans and let’s get a proper look at what you look like in your mother’s panties………………wow, you look fucking sexy in them, I bet she does too, next time you come here I want you to wear a different pair of hers, and don’t wear clean ones, wear some from the laundry basket” Oh, fucking gross, I now realised what an actual [banned word] George was, but, I could live with that, I had no intention of coming back here I stood there in just the G-string I had removed my tee-shirt , jeans socks, trainers, George admired my nipple adornments, playing with them, twisting and pulling them, I could see his trousers starting to tent at the front, he saw me looking and grinned, “Get it out“ he smiled at me, I reached for his belt, undid it and pulled the loose end from the loop, I unbuttoned his trousers, I unzipped him, but not easily as his member was straining against the material and I was as nervous as a girl on her prom date, even though I had now had my share of cocks, I was still shaking like a leaf, and when the zip was lowered, his cock sprang forward, he wasn’t wearing underwear, but that wasn’t the surprise, the size of his cock is what shocked me, I knew there was no way I would get that inside me, “Don’t worry” he said “lots of girls don’t think they can handle it, but they do, in fact over the years I’ve only had two accidents, one eventually recovered and the other received a handsome payout, now turn around”, I was shaking like a leaf, it was even bigger than the large dildo Peter had used on me, I am not sure quite how big but it looked at least as long as the 12 inch rule I used to have at school, and oh my god was it thick, I know my hand would definitely not close around it. He carried on talking whilst I turned around, and as I had my back to him, George grabbed my arm and pulled it behind me, I felt something around my wrist and heard a click, then he grabbed my other arm and the same thing, now, then he turned me to face him again, this time he picked up from a table I hadn’t noticed, a collar which he fastened around my neck, not tight but it felt heavy, and then he fastened a dog leash to it and then he said “You’re going to need to get it wet for me” he pushed me to my knees and as I tried to put my hands in front of me I found I couldn’t, for the second time in my life, for the second time in a week, I was wearing handcuffs. I looked up at him already tears forming in my eyes, “Please” He grinned evilly “Open wide you silly sissy Bitch” I wasn’t just frightened, I was scared to death and he knew it, and it gave him power, power over me more than just being able to tell me what to do, I had no choice, and unlike Peters cock, I would not worship this one, I couldn’t kiss it and lick it as I did Peters, instead I just opened my mouth and George penetrated my face, slowly at first, but then moving with more rhythm and pushing in deeper, I was already choking, gagging, making disgusting sounds as he was reaching my throat with his meat, his hands on my ears pulling me onto him, then holding the back of my head and forcing ever deeper I couldn’t breathe, I hadn’t really learnt to deep throat, my face was in his groin, when I realised my nose was in his pubic thatch, I knew I must have nearly all that monster inside my throat, tears streaming down my throat, no oxygen getting into my body, then he withdrew and as I tried to take air in he pounded into my mouth and throat again, as he ravaged my throat, and my mouth although stretched wide was still straining to take it all in, he said to me “Maybe I should do this to your mother too, I don’t often use women, I prefer young transitioning faggots like you, but I think it would be satisfying to have you watch me do her, which reminds me, Tracy wants me to train someone called Helen too, I believe she used to be your girlfriend, well, Daniel tells me she is an accomplished cock sucker, but I wonder if she ever deep throated one this size” And as he continued to ravage my throat and hold me close into his pubic region, I guess it was inevitable that I would pass out and as I did I still had his words ringing in my mind, when I came too, I was on the bed, on my back, my hands till behind me, my head almost upside down as it hung off the edge, I felt sick and the lights where overshadowed by the figure that stood over me as he began to squat down a little so he could bring his humungous penis in line with my mouth, he didn’t hesitate, he pushed it in again slowly but then just rammed it in as hard as he could, I guess my throat had already been opened by him as he went straight in all the way down he fucked my face like this for a while, saliva, snot and precum coming out of my nose and mouth and running down my face into my eyes and over my forehead and into my hair. George withdrew, he twisted me around on his bed and scraped up the god awful goo from my face and put it back in my mouth, he coughed up a load of phlegm and spat that directly into my mouth the grinned at me as he tilted my mouth closed and then pinched my nose closed too, I swallowed it all I had no choice, but due to the power of this man, I think I would have swallowed it anyway, that evening being truly in his possession I would have committed murder, bestiality, absolutely anything, as it was I wasn’t required to do those things, but I was required to be an obedient piece of fuck meat. George walked around the bed and then clambered onto from the other side, he grabbed my feet and spun me into a position where he was at my feet looking down on me, he raised one leg at a time, then taking some lube he started to finger my arse slipping in one finger, moving it around, grinning at me, “I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time now, tonight you will be well and truly fucked” I shook, I already knew what was between his legs and soon would be buried deep within my body, I knew my insides would have to move out of the way to accommodate the immense meat pole he would put inside me and I was frightened, I was convinced he would do permanent damage to me, I remembered that walk home after the first night I got fucked, how sore my arse was, how scared I was and yet I am sure no one at that party had a fuckstick as big as the one soon to impale me. George withdrew his finger, then inserted two, at least he was lubricating my hole, not that it would do much good, he scissored his fingers in an effort to open me more then withdrew them again, he put my ankles on his shoulders to get easier access to my boy pussy, he kept putting his fingers in and opening me up then taking them out and then he added a third and continued, then a fourth, all the while working me open and he leaned forward to look me in my eyes and said in a vicious voice, like he hated me “Don’t worry you dirty little cunt, I am under strict instructions not to damage you, if it wasn’t for that, I would fuck you up bad you pathetic stupid little faggot, prancing your cute arse about behind that bar like your too fucking good for the likes of me, when I finish with you, you will be able to get a fucking elephants cock in your arse” He continued to work me open and eventually my sphincter failed, he had tucked his thumb in and his whole hand slid inside me, and then he started again, he already had one hand in me, filling my guts, making me moan, and then he started working a finger from his other hand inside me, this had been going on for sometime now, and continued for sometime more, it felt like forever and all the while I had crazy thoughts going through my head, thoughts of him doing this to my mother, to Helen, the two women I had loved, I still loved, I……….oh god I don’t know anymore………….. thoughts that I would no longer be of any use to Peter and that he wouldn’t want me…………….thoughts that where ridiculas, like the old joke that we used to tease a boy a school whose mother was fit but known to sleep around, that she would be buried in a Y shaped coffin, and now I would need a similar coffin, stupid thoughts, and then I felt a burning sensation in my bowels and it was familiar and at once I was happy and scared, George had just put a shard in me, quite a large one by the feel of it, I was happy because now I would get some pleasure from that shard, scared because I knew it would make me crave his cock in me, pounding my loose stretched out hole, leaving me disfigured gaping, useless. Even though I was in a feeling of euphoria, I still felt the pain when he put the head of his colossal prick to my gaping arse hole, he rubbed it over my distended hole and grinned at me as I whimpered. “You’re lucky, I have opened you up far more than some of my bitches” And then he pressed forward, OH MY GOD! Is this what it feels like to have a baby????? The pain was immense, and did not decrease even after he had pushed in and out of me a few times, making more progress into my bowels each time, pushing further, then withdrawing, then pushing further again and pushing harder, it took some time, my stomach muscles where cramped but George was face to face with me, my face was soaking wet from my tears and I am sure I would have screamed had it not been for the ravaging my throat took earlier, but now as we were nose to nose, he said, “Good little faggot cunt, you’ve taken it all” And then he withdrew and pounded into me, he slammed into me, he thrust into me and the pain was like nothing I had felt before and went on and on and on, and I could see the evil glint in his eye and then I saw the twitch and felt him coat the insides of my bowels with his man fluid, his baby batter, his fuck slop. He collapsed on top of me, then withdrew his diminishing monster from my gaping hole, got up onto his side, leaning on his elbow, he spat at my face in disgust, “Disease ridden faggot, NOW, you have a cunt” I lay there so empty, empty of mind and empty of body, confused, aching, sore, humiliated and yet I felt a stupid idiotic sense of achievement, I was still here, I had no idea of any damage to my buy cunt, but I was still here and I had served him and he had emptied himself into me until he was spent and I thought about his massive member throbbing engorged, enlarged and the tattoo just above his groin so like Peters and Daniels tattoos, and I dreamed of giving birth from my new cunt and I dreamed of my mother and Helen side by side taking this vast member and in some small sense I was elated, I had achieved, could they?

Fisted a boy a while back and gave him my third load with my balls inside him as I fucked his loose cummy hole. Sensation was amazing.

The thought that afterwards my body could get infected and this little faggot’s life would change for the better forever

First no 2 people go through the same conversion. For some it’s nothing and some come close to death. I was so sick it put me in the hospital for 4 days. Every joint hurt my lymph nodes were swollen my body weight went from 120lbs to 105lbs when I came home. I felt like shit for a few weeks. The one side effect as I’m 95% bottom unless it was for work my dick was hard and my desire to fuck someone was off the charts.

For the past couple of days I was down the shore by myself which is unusual. So I thought I would plan some hot times so I went on all the apps. First guy i contacted was about a mile away. He was 24 and I'm 66 but it didn't matter to him. So he also asked before he came could he bring a friend and I said sure. So in walks these two very hot 24-year-olds. We stripped down and I suck both of them and one of them had to take a piss so I swallow that. Then they started fucking me raw, taking turns. They fuck me for a long time but they didn't come in me unfortunately. But they both shot their loads all over my face and in my mouth and it was very hot. So then I went online and saw a friend of mine who I have partied with and he went off all his meds for a few months so he is toxic. So we got high and ate ass and fucked each other raw. He came in me and was very verbal about me getting his toxic load. As I was leaving his place I got on the apps again. Next i'm going to a guy in one of the hotels. He was black and had a huge cock which I sucked and then he fucked me raw. At one point I sat on his cock and then the rest of the time we were in missionary position and he told me that he came both times in me. So when I left his place I got on the apps again until I found a guy i had talked to earlier he could not host and I was up in this other area so he suggested outside. So we met and he took me around to the back where there were some dumpsters and I sucked him then he laid me over the dumpster and fucked me raw and came deep in me and he nearly screamed when he came. Luckily no one was outside there after all was about 4:00 in the morning. So then I finally went home and the next day I had a guy come over who fucked me raw and fisted me and I did the same to him. So then I had to pack up and drive back to my regular house but on the way I stopped at an adult bookstore where they have a theater and I got naked and just laid there a few guys touched me but only one fucked me raw. Overall not a bad 24 hours.

I find that practice with the right size cock/dildo/object helps. I can manage with no trouble at a certain diameter; a little bigger and I’m struggling; a little bigger than that and it’s time to switch to my ass. If you’re able to maintain a feeling that you’re in control of the reflex the whole time, you should be able to gradually desensitize yourself to it. I second @Qilly55’s suggestion above to hang your head backward from the edge of the bed. This does two things: It aligns your throat relatively straight with your mouth for penetration; and your uvula, the gag trigger that hangs at the entry to your throat, is no longer hanging down begging to be triggered. I usually end up this way with my regular Top, as he enjoys fucking my throat before getting down to serious breeding. One thing to add - I saw a video clip the other day of a guy deep-throating a peeled banana. I would not recommend trying this. A banana could very easily break off with the deep-throated portion still firmly lodged in your windpipe and no way of pulling it out. Which is, actually, a reminder that we have a gag reflex for a reason.

As most bottoms would agree, getting pumped full of loads is always the best part. Feeling warm, sticky cum in your hole feels so good. Although, another part I love about bottoming is how looser and more accepting my hole gets the more a Top fucks me. After a while of getting fucked my hole has no more resistance. This is when it feels euphoric and I don’t want it end. My hole is just left weak and sloppy wanting to get fucked more. Either by the same cock or another cock. I love when I get to bottom like this, which I why cumdump sessions are the best. Aside from all the loads I receive inside me. 🥰

Got the second story done, tired to correct as many spelling and grammar mistakes as possible. Pretty sure whoever originally wrote this wasn't exactly focused on making it perfect. ==================================================================== So since you sick fucks liked my first story, I started working on some of my other experiences. Naturally a bit embellished in places but pretty close to what happened. One thing I will say since I got more than one email about it, YEAH I REALLY AM POZ As of writing this my Viral load is about 28,000. No its not super high, but its still Toxic and I do get off breeding neg holes. I Picked this story to write since this was one of my favorites encounters with a “Gift Chaser” who said he wanted my load. This all started cruising the bath rooms of phoenix community college. Yeah sounds like the start of a porno, but the bathrooms on the edge of campus are sleazy and crusie ass fuck. One of them even has no doors on the stalls, not shitting you. I’d met ands fucked a lot of students while visiting phoenix and usually they are just pump and dumps. But last year I met one cute little Asian boy who after a grope and jack off session and some seriously hot times of him sucking my pits, he asked if I was HIV positive. I told him yes, and unlike almost every other kid, he didn’t seem to flinch and wanted to know if we could play again. We swapped phone numbers and I told him we’d stay in touch. Fast forward a few months after that. I came up to visit a friend of mine, and Asian boy had joined us in a hot three-way. My friend isn’t Poz, but he was a total pig like myself and often would have me load him up with my nut sludge and very verbally begging for my POZ seed and TOXIC load. Asian boy watched for most of it, we both tried to get him to play, but aside from rimming his sweet hairless hole, he was too shy to get involved. Once gain he wanted to get together and was turned on by us talking dirty. So just a bit more about this sweet kid, let’s call him ‘Xan’ just because. Xan is a cute slim guy with brown hair and puppy dog eyes. He's a student and probably in his mid-twenties with an almost perfectly smooth body and a sweet uncut boy cock. Xan was a fantastic bottom boy; cute face, slim, and a tight hungry hole. Though I assumed it was tight as I had not fucked him personally, but he’d told me several times about other guys that had fucked him, always with condoms. In the time since then we would often role play and I worked to bring out his kinky side. He had opened WAY up into role-play and wed several times week jack off online talking dirty nasty talk. Poisoning his sweet neg hole, infecting him with my toxic death seed, pumping him full of my AIDS babies. He got off on all of it. So two months ago we had been chatting online from gay.com in a private chat room and I told him I would be making another trip up to Phoenix and I wanted to meet him. And I made it clear if he was going to come over, I would fuck his ass. The appointed time come, I got my room at a cheap EZ-Stay motel on Van Buren, and soon made ready for my sweet horny asian beauty. In preparation for his visit, I put out a bottle of poppers and some condoms on my night stand as well as a bottle of lube. Then I jumped in the shower. I had just dried off when there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, I saw Xan, sexy as ever. We kissed as I reached around and cupped his butt cheeks with my hands. "It's been too long," Xan said. "Then I9ll have to make up for it," I replied as I took his hand and pulled him into the bedroom. Xan and I kissed standing up for a while then he kicked his shoes off and I started pulling his shirt off. His chest was hairless as ever and my lips went straight to his nipples. Instantly he started making cute squeaking moans which is part of why I fucking love Asian guys. He kept up the girly high pitched whimpers as I gently nibbled and licked his boy nips. He somehow unbuckled his belt while I was servicing his chest and I felt his shorts hit the floor. With and evil grin, I gently pushed him onto his back on the bed. Xan's ass cheeks like everywhere else are very smooth but there is a very light dusting of brown hairs in his crack. I put my nose to his crack and breathed in deeply smelling his clean young man smell. I got in between his legs and lifted them to my shoulders as my tongue darted out to graze the sparse brown pubes around his boy hole. He groaned as the wet surface of my tongue finally made firm contact with his crack and the rim of his hole. I pushed my tongue into him as he reached for the bottle of poppers on my night stand. I pulled my face from in between his ass cheeks as he inhaled deeply from the bottle. I licked his tight scrotum briefly. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as I moved on to lick the shaft of his 7 inch uncut asian cock. Here was one ofd the few places that had hair, as around his cock and above his balls was long, wispy pubic hair that I loved to play with. My tongue continued its course around the head of his uncut dick and then I took his entire cock head into my throat as the full rush of the poppers hit his brain. My mouth enveloped his rock hard cock as I bobbed up and down on it playing and nibbling on his foreskin which I know drove him crazy. As he started on the road to ecstasy, I renewed my tongue's assault on his hot pink little hole. I swung around into a 69 never taking my tongue away from his asshole. With my musky crotch in his face I decided to start laying on the ‘role play’ and dirty talk. “Look at that, nice fat POZ cock, suck my tainted dick boy” I said as I put my mushroom head to his lips and he eagerly took it into his mouth. My words had the desired reaction as he gave a muffled “Hot poz cock” in response as he started to suck my pecker. Soon my poz cock sunk all the way down his throat as I pushed my tongue into his boy pussy. Xan must had given plenty of head in his short life, because he was a skilled cocksucker. With all the rimming, he had a thoroughly wet hole. With all his cock sucking, I had a nice slick cock. “Your sweet neg hole is nice and wet, perfect for my fat infected poz dick.” I said, laying it on more for him. He seemed to have enough and to my surprise took charger as he pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips. “Give it to me! I have jacked off too it so many times! I want to know what It feels like to get a POZ dick in me!” I handed him the poppers and he took two deep whiffs and handed them to back me. I also inhaled the amyl which makes me horny as fuck. He reached behind and grabbed my bare cock and put it up to his tight hole. I felt the tip of my dick at his cunt as he sank down onto it. “That it boy, just relax and take daddies infected pozdick” I said as the poppers hit me full force before I realized I was in him raw all the way to my nuts. Once again he seemed to take the lead and began to raise himself up and slowly lower himself down on my throbbing dick. I sat up and wrapped my arms around Xan's waist as he continued to slide up and down the length of my cock. It had been a long time since I felt such a connection to such a hungry hole and I realized all the dirty talk wasn’t needed any more. The kid was mine. We kissed deeply and then I nuzzled his nips as we continued to fuck. He breathing was more of a high pitched pant and he was moaning all the while now. I heard his breathing quicken as I sucked hard on one of his nipples. I knew he was close and twisted his other tit hard causing him too cry out. "FUCK!" As predicted his cock was spurting cum all over both our chests as I slid in and out of his hole. He'd cum all over us without either one of us jacking his cock. As hot as it was, with him having shot his nut I knew his fuck lust would quickly ware off and I’d still not seeded his hole. I knew I needed to dump my virus infused load before he started to get cold feet. I tipped Xan so he was on his back, all the while keeping my bare dick buried in him. He was still leaking cum as I pulled his legs up to my shoulders and started pounding him. I saw him lock eyes on my cock and then look up at me. Before he could say anything, I pushed the popper up to his nose and held it there. ‘Come on boy, you’re making Daddy really proud boy, breath in deep and relax.” He was clearly still honery enough that he took a huge deep hit. Once I saw him start flying from the fumes again, I knew I had my chance. I was intent on getting my rocks off and making fantasy into reality. I started pounding his ass as under my breath I started grunting “Raw poz cock boy, raw poz cock.” Pushing a bit more, I must have started hitting his prostate because he started thrashing around. After about five more minutes of intense fucking and sweating, he basically screamed as his dick spasmed in front of me. It dribbled a clear lecture out as he must have had an anal orgasm. His hole throbbing soon was pushing me over the edge as I leaned in close and asked, “Daddy is going to shoot boy, going to despot his infected POZ seed. Where do you want my load?" "Fuckin0 breed my ass Daddy. I want every drop of your infected seed!!!" I was so fucking happy! I instantly started to unload my nuts as I was in Xan's hot little ass up to my balls. I was moaning and he grabbed my ass and started yelling. "Yes! Yes! Breed me Daddy I want every drop of your HIV! Make me pregnant! Give me your POZ babies! Make mew have your baby!” He shouted delirious as I kept pounding him until his tight cuntlips had milked every drop of seed from me. I collapsed on him as my dick softened and fell out of him. He was still under me as we kissed. Our sweat and his cum had glued our chests together in a sweet sticky mess. After a few minutes I got off him and once again lifted his legs to my shoulders. I wanted to taste myself mixed in with his juices. I put my face down between his ass cheeks and began to lick around his crack...each pass I moved my tongue closer to his hole which was now starting to leak my seed. This was driving Xan crazy with lust...so much so that his cock was hard as a rock again. Ah to be twenty0something. Finally, I couldn't hold off. I pushed my tongue into his dilated asshole as I savored every drop of the load I had just gifted him. Later he told me he'd never had anyone eat their own cum out of him. All too soon, I could see him get nervous as the fuck wore off. By the time he was leaving I notice him being quiet and looking down t his feet. We made a date to play the next week, but after that night he stopped responding to my calls and emails. I always wonder if he got cold feet after the fuck lust wore off that night. Honestly I didn’t care much, I am just happy I had my chance at passing my BUGS on to the next generation.

I have a bottom that had it on his bucket list as well, I can say as of yesterday AM he can neatly scratch that one off, but plan on repeats with him soon love that feel when he clamps that ass down on my nut sack and I am stuck at his mercy like a knotted dog

HENRY’S SENTENCE – PART 3 'Weren't you scared you'd be arrested?' says Adam, the journalist, add he lays his phone on the table and presses record, glancing around the visitation room as if saying, are you an idiot? I shrug, fidgeting on the chair, my trousers wet from the guards' morning loads leaking from my hole and through my ripped pants. 'What happened after?' says Adam. 'The next morning,' I start, 'I woke, a little shaken, I'll admit. Remembering what had happened to those who had been caught... What might happen afterwards... I have some insight into that now, but I didn't then. And then the memory of being tricked... The toothless, misty-eyed old man using my hole... But something inside me was excited. I felt emboldened...' Breakfast was brief and mum and dad were distracted. Too distracted to notice the silvery tip of Ayo's cock hanging just before the line of his shorts, which clung to his thighs and arse like a wet t-shirt. For my benefit, I was sure of it. 'With me today?' he asks, but I shake my head, finishing my orange juice. 'Thought I'd take a wander into town...' He nods. 'Be careful. Behave.' He all but winks. I leave, toast in hand and stand with a few others at a nearby bus stop. The bus is rusted and crowded, but I'm swift enough to find a seat, albeit cramped. We ride for ten minutes or so, the bare knee of the man next to me firmly against my own. He grins at me but says nothing and with the vibrations of the bus and his warm flesh against my own, I feel my dick harden. We stop intermittently until one stop causes a stir. I'm sat near the back but there's shouting at the front. Everyone leans into the window, pressing into me. Several men are being dragged from the bus by police. They're thrown into the back of an unmarked van, the doors slammed as the bus slowly drives on. But standing at the side of the road is a familiar face - the policeman from yesterday with the gold teeth. He stands smoking as the other policeman rush around him and hold a car door open for him, and as he leans to get in, our eyes meet for a fleeting moment, and I’m sure he sneers. My heart is racing. I'm sweating. 'Not used to the heat?' whispers the man next to me. I apologise and try to move my sweaty knee from his, but instead he slides farther into the seat and smiles at me, pressing himself against me. My breathing normalises and I smile back, my cock beginning to grow again. He glimpses around the packed bus, then without looking, slides his warm, coarse hand onto my knee and up my thigh. The bus jerks and bumps as he slides my fly open and slips his hand in and around my cock, squeezing it gently. Then we all fly forward as the bus comes to a halt and I realise it's my stop. I move to stand up and he lets go of me and winks as I zip myself back up and disembark. As the bus drives on, I stand, my cock still raging in the heat. On my left is a hardware store and on my right, a restaurant and in between the two is a dirt road. I begin my walk. There are wooden houses scattered about, all painted different colours, but I soon see the one I'm after. It's painted blue and stands alone, a good distance from the others. I ready myself and walk up to the door, giving it a swift three knocks. It opens instantly to a man, stood behind a screen, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. He looks me up and down but says nothing. 'A friend said I should visit,' I say. 'He says I'll fit in, as it were.' my pulse was throbbing and my cock had shrunken, my balls tiny in retreat. What if I was in the wrong place?! He nods to an iron sign that merely States the price, so I show him my money and he opens the screen. He takes the cash and ushers me in. 'No clothes beyond that point,' he nods to a door. 'You must leave everything here.' For a second, I contemplate everything in my pockets and how I'd get home if anything goes missing, but the thought of what might lie behind that door drives me on. So, I strip down to my bare arse and hand him my pile of belongings. His lips twitch into a smile as he looks me up and down, and in I go. Inside it's dark. Occasional dim fairy lights line the skirting boards. The floor creaks and up ahead, I see shadows and shapes passing by. I draw in a shaky breath and move forward, a hand outstretched to the wall for balance. When I make it 'round the corner, most of the guys are so dark, I can barely make them out, but there are all shapes and sizes. And from many of the shadows and shapes protrude thick, long erections. In one room off the corridor, there's a mattress on the floor. I crawl into it and lay flat on my stomach. Immediately the little light from the hallway is blocked out by men hovering at the door. I hear them enter. Feel their hands run along my legs and arse, they're breaths cool my back. There must be at least three of them, but I see nothing, only inches of darkness between me and the wall. A warm tongue prises my cheeks apart and I feel it slip around my cunt like the two know each other well. I groan and push back. A hand finds its way to my face and a bottle of poppers slides under my nose. I inhale, deeply and lift my hips as the Rimmer's tongue forces its way inside me. The guy with the poppers slides between me and the wall, pushing me onto all fours as he plops his thick flaccid meat into my mouth. I waste no time enveloping it, sucking and licking, sliding down his shaft, taking his balls into my mouth, lifting them to access his arse. I go to town on him just like the rimmer is on me. The third guy's hands find their way to my stiff dick and start massaging. Then the rimmer withdraws his tongue and I feel him move in closer as he parts my legs to make way. His fingers feel my hole, slipping in and out, two at a time, whilst the guy in my mouth has grown hard and is sliding in and out of me, moaning in delight. The third guy moves round to join him and from the sounds of things, the guy in my mouth is sucking guy number three, the two moaning in sync. Then I feel the rimmer’s bellend as it presses into my cunt. Poppers find their way to my nose again and I take another breath and hold it, forcing myself backwards. He’s big. Thick, like a coke can and he works his meat in a circle, pressing it into my hole. I feel myself stretching and it’s on that line between pleasure and pain, round and round, pushing forcefully until there’s an actual pop and his head slips inside, but he pulls out immediately and keeps working my arse in a circular motion to open me up even more. He slides in again, then straight out, round and round, in and out, until suddenly, my mouth full of hard meat, he thrusts his entire length and I feel my insides shift up, but there’s nowhere for me to move and he pulls out again, leaving me hollow. He repeats this, round and round, all the way in and out until suddenly he fills me and starts pounding as hard as he can, pulling all the way out until the tip is just resting on my cunt, then slamming back in balls deep. Number Three kneels down and I feel his stiff cock press into my cheek, so I slip between him and the other guy in my mouth, sliding down both their dark lengths, occasionally trying to get both in my mouth at once, but their bellends are so beautifully thick, there’s no chance. I get the poppers again as the guy fucking me falls into a more comfortable rhythm and as they take hold, it’s ecstasy, every part of me filled and fucked. Then the guy in my arse says something I don’t understand and the other two guys pullout from my mouth. I look up in question, but the guy behind me pulls me on my back, on top of him so I’m laid flat, and slips his meat back up me. The third guy moves between our legs. I can see him now, tall, slim, huge, low-hanging balls, almost entirely black bar the whites of his eyes and the tip of his leaking cock as the lights outside catch it glistening. He presses it to my hole and I gasp, confused. I’m already full, but he continues to press into me. I put one hand on the floor to push myself up and another on his chest to push him away, but the guy beneath me takes my legs and pulls them back and farther apart, gripping my wrists at the same time. I say no. I moan and cry out, but the third guy forces down with his thick shaft until I feel myself start to tear and inch by inch, he slides inside me, his cock wedged between the other guy’s and my cunt walls. Both of them feel bigger and harder than ever as they slide in and out of me in alternate thrusts and the other guy slops his cock back into my mouth, shoving poppers under my nose, so as I’m forced to inhale. He keeps them there for too long. Forces his cock all the way down my throat so I gag and even in the dark, I see spots in front of my eyes, my head lolling back. Then he pulls them away and steps over me so all I can see is him as he rides my mouth. My hole stings and I can hear the sloppy mess of it as two enormous black cocks slide in and out at their will, pulling me further and further apart. I feel like the pain’s never going to end and I have no way of stopping it, then as the poppers peak and start to calm, the pain subsides a little. I just feel so full, I can’t stop pushing back, but that just seems to egg them on as my arse nearly unfolds, I’m pushing so hard I feel like my innards are going to fall out, but they fight back, thrust after thrust. The guy in my mouth is so wet and salty, I can feel he’s nearing his end, then the other two begin to speed up, power-thrusting into me at the same time. I have absolutely no control. All I can do is inhale the musty air, filled with poppers and that intoxicating black sweat. It drips onto me from the guy in my mouth and I’m so hot and high in that moment, I want all of him in me. I’m shuffling back and forth across the guy’s chest beneath me as they push and push as if they just can’t get enough, until the guy beneath me calls out and groans and the other guy on top ploughs his load into me, wheezing and gasping. Then the guy in my mouth explodes and he continues to ride my mouth, messing his cum all over my face and down my throat. Then he climbs off me and I feel the guy on top slop out of my cunt, dripping with so much cum. The guy beneath me is still hard, but the other two pull me off so he can catch his breath. I fall onto my back and put a hand to my hole and it’s gaping, so pungent I can taste the other two loads, metallic and thick and I’m so slick, my entire hand nearly slips inside me. The three men wipe themselves down and move to leave, but one of them hangs back, looks down at me as I lie on my back, panting, holding my hole with my hand, my cock rock solid and leaking down my abdomen. Then he calls something out – shouts it, before leaving. I still for a moment, catching my breath in recovery. Then I hear footsteps and laughing, and I think they’ve forgotten something, except it’s not them. It’s other guys. All dark skinned, all hung by the looks of things, all peering in. They look around the room as if to check the coast is clear, then one by one, they pile in. The first one takes me under my arms and flips me onto my stomach, feeling about my cunt with no grace at all, punching it with his fingers then smelling them. He shouts something back to the others who surround me, then he climbs on top as another guy holds me down. Another emerges from the darkness and holds me by my jaw, forcing a pill into my mouth and holding it shut until I swallow. Then the guy on top slides his cock all the way inside me with no warning and begins to fuck me. A strangeness starts to come over me. I’ve never done chems before. Floaters fill my eyes like static television and I can taste metal, but I barely have time to think as the guy on top fucks my gaping cunt. Soon, my body starts to tingle… I’m torn from my story as the journalist coughs on his cigarette and I give him a minute to catch his breath before I continue. Then I hear the guard approaching and his hands rattle the handle. Adam puts his hand up for five more minutes. I hear the guard grunt, then he must nod, because he leaves. ‘So,’ says Adam. ‘How did you get out of there?’ TO BE CONTINUED… Hey Guys, Hope you enjoy. More parts coming soon. I'm hoping to do multiple parts a week if people want them? I've noticed other students also adding info for tips here, so I'm doing the same, though it's not required - I just want people to read and enjoy really. Happy to survive on protein donations from the many men who enter me daily, but if you fancy buying me a drink, here's my Monzo - Venmo doesn't exist in the UK! [think before following links] https://monzo.me/andrewjames37

OMG I just added something new to my bucket list!

I took a trip to Tampa for a few days with a female friend. She wasn’t putting out so by the time I got home yesterday I was so horny for dick. I texted this black guy I know and he was busy. The next thing I know my phone rings from unknown number. The guy on the phone said I heard you take anon loads. My black friend gave him my number. He told me to come to his hotel, gave me the room number and said text when your here. The hotel wasn’t far away so I jumped in the car and headed over when I realized I didn’t get any details on this guy. I arrived at his hotel and texted him, he told me to come to the room the door is open. I went up the elevator and opened the door. This was a black guy to , rugged looking, and about 8 inch thick standing in front of me. He told me to get on my hands and knees on the bed. He walked over and drew the curtain so it was pitch black. He said I came recommended by his friend. I heard him lubing his cock up and then climb on the bed. My favorite part is always the mount and this guy was no disappointment. He grabbed by hips and basically flipped his now hard cock on my hole. He spread me a little bit and I could feel what I thought to be lube dripping on my hole. He popped the head in pretty quick and then slid the rest in until balls deep.. he began fucking me at an even pace for about 10 minutes then faster as I could tell he was working up his load. He says “you want that load boy?” Yes daddy cum in me cum in me hard , I say. I could feel my insides flooding his seed into my gut. He’s visiting for a few days so I’ll go back if he’s available.

PART 3 The next man took the place of the first one and thrust his cock into me with just one stroke. It felt smaller than the first one, so it didn't hurt as much. Or maybe I was getting used to it. I was sick from the swing of the sling and ended up throwing up, but that didn't stop the man from sticking his dick inside me. He took a lot longer than the first one to cum. In the end, he had been in and out so many times that I no longer felt any pain in my asshole. Things stayed that way until the seventh or eighth guy took his place at my entrance, which was previously just an exit. I was no longer feeling any pain, the nausea had passed and I was completely sober, but I still had no idea of what time it was. When this guy started invade me, I realized that he was a lot bigger than the others. Even though my ass had been enlarged by about seven guys before, the head of his dick had a hard time getting inside. When he pushed harder and entered, I couldn't contain a reaction. “Fucking hell”, I said. He started pushing it into me, and his massive cock got inside because of the lubrication provided by every other guy's sperm before him. I was feeling full, my body wanted to push it out, but he pushed even more inside. It was like he had broken me inside, deeper than the others. “He was the first one who took your entire cock without passing out”, I heard someone say to the guy who had just invaded me. "He was born for this, I'll make him find out, we are going to have a good time together", the man replied. I thought to myself that there was no fucking that it would be good, after all, that thing was completely destroying me. My mind was already shattered from the trauma and now there would be nothing left of my ass. He started to fuck me, but instead of just getting in and out like the other men, he also swung around, twirling that gigantic thing inside me. That made it hurt more, but at the same time I started to feel something. At first, it just felt like butterflies in my stomach, like I was having an adrenaline rush. But then the man started continually hitting that spot inside me. With each thrust from him, I felt a new shiver run through my body. Without having any kind of control, my cock started to stiffen as that man fucked me. I tried to think of other things and ignore it, but his thrusts were making me see heaven. That was wrong, I couldn't be excited in a situation like that, but my traitorous cock was soon pointing at the ceiling, hard as stone. "He's really enjoying it", one of the men said, coming over to me, taking my cock and starting to make light movements with it. Unable to contain myself, I let out a loud moan and they both started to laugh. There weren't many people there anymore, as far as I could tell. I didn't remember feeling so much pleasure in my life and it made me feel disgusted with myself. I was being raped; I couldn't possibly enjoy it. I couldn't feel pleasure while I don't know how many men came inside me against my will and without using a condom. But my body was focused on something totally different from what my head was saying. That felt good, that huge penis invading me felt like a piece of paradise and I needed to cum soon. My hips took on a life of its own and started to move, fucking the hand that held my cock. Meanwhile, I invested my hips even more in the direction of that throbbing cock that was taking away my sanity. "Let's cum together", said the man fucking me. Then he quickened his thrusts and the guy who was jerking me off followed his pace. Within seconds, I exploded into the biggest orgasm I've ever had in my life. My mind went dark, as if I had passed out from the sheer size of the pleasure. "Take my charged load", cried the man who was fucking me hard. “Take that poz seed inside your guts”. Then I felt his cock throbbing inside me, like it was getting bigger. There were a lot of jets of cum he deposited there. I was exhausted, huffing. That had finished me.

i fucking love that video - that is how i like to be fucked as well

PART 3 (this part might be the last one, but if you guys want more, I can try to write) I woke up to Uncle Drew slapping me across the face. I felt a huge pain in my ass and realized that he took advantage of my fainting to put his entire cock inside me, balls deep. “Wake up, boy,” he said. “It's really hurting, take it out”, I asked. “You teased me, now you'll have to take it”, the man replied. "And you better not pass out again because I want to hear your screams while I fuck you." “I don't want this anymore,” I tried to argue. "I said there was no turning back." Tears were falling from my eyes; I was in a lot of pain and I was feeling humiliated. My own uncle was raping me, that couldn't be true. I was the one who asked him to have sex with me, but that had gone too far. I couldn't take it. “So fucking tight,” he said. Then Uncle Drew started moving inside me. He pulled out almost his entire cock and I felt relief, but then he entered me again with one quick movement. I screamed out of pain and he laughed. “I thought I would treat you differently because you are part of the family,” he said. "But I'm going to give you the same gift I give to every little fag I fuck." “Uncle, please”. "Jeremiah, my DNA will be a part of you forever when I dump my charged load inside of you." I had no idea what he was talking about, I just felt the pain. He hit hard and deep. When I started to get used to it, I realized that his strokes hit my prostate and that made my own dick get hard. “You're starting to enjoy being fucked by your uncle,” he said. “It still hurts,” I complained. "You'll like it when the sweet venom of the scorpion is inside you." Uncle Drew started a hip movement very slowly, not taking his hairy chest off of my back and his mouth off of my ear. Between kisses and bites, he kept calling me a faggot with tight ass, my uncle's bitch with a hot ass, a cock swallower and a bitch in heat. “Do you want this toxic cum up your ass?” he asked then. "Yes, uncle, I do". The movement started to intensify and my body started to react as the pain lessened and the pleasure increased. So that was when he finally lifted his chest and braced the mattress with his arms to fuck me hard. I just reared my ass, forcing it against his body, and so the movements repeated faster and faster. Uncle Drew was pitching his body forward and I threw my ass back, making a loud noise. The pace was increasingly frantic and strong. “I'm going to fill your hole with cum, I'm going to breed you”, he said. Uncle Drew made a roar sound and collapsed onto my back. His cock throbbed; his body shook. I felt a hot liquid inside me and I knew he had cum. My ass was being flooded with jets and jets of spur. “Take my seed, you fucking fag,” he said. Now it was my uncle's body that didn't respond, he was completely limp on top of me, moaning, howling with pleasure. I swayed and pushed my body against his, wanting him to enter me even more, making sure my ass wouldn't lose even a drop of his precious seed. After all, that had been pretty good, even with the violence. “I said you would regret it,” he said then. “I don’t. Even though it hurt a lot, I liked that you were the one who took my virginity.” “You'll regret it now that I'm going to tell you the truth,” he said. “I am HIV positive and I am not taking my medications. The load I put deep in your hole is full of viruses. And right now, my viruses are invading your bloodstream and taking over your body. I scratched you a lot before, so they would find the easy way in.” “Why did you do that?”, I asked with wide eyes, I was scared. “You asked for it, now it's too late. I'm going to fuck you and dump my toxic cum in you every day until your parents get back from their trip. By the end of this week, you'll have become the cumdump you were meant to be. It's no use crying, Jeremiah, it's too late for that.” Then Uncle Drew slapped my ass hard, laughed, and walked out of my room. What had I gotten myself into?

Chapter 7: The Lie Stumbling through the alleyways, Tyler looked like hell. He was exhausted, drained, and could barely think. How nasty of a boy had he become, getting fucked in abandoned buildings? He questioned his entire being as he continued his trek home. Brandon was pissed off, his texts were seething with anger as to why Tyler hadn’t responded and asking where he was at. Brandon had indicated he went to work however, so this gave Tyler some ability to try and figure out his next moves. The alleyways were not without their own scum. Tyler passed by several desperate, yet hot boys, looking like they were just itching for their holes to be used. Homeless men slept behind dumpsters. Tyler felt a twinge in his hole, almost like this felt like home. No, he shook his head, what the heck was he thinking. Some of the men looked up at him while he walked by, practically licking their chops at his sexiness. He knew he looked like hell, but he was turned on by the men staring at him. He felt an urge to give in, maybe that transcendence he had seeing himself tied to a dumpster was his future. No, no, no! He shook his head again. He couldn’t think like that. This was just a series of bad choices, he could recover from this, he could be loyal. He tried to force Jax out of his head. He thought of all thhis mind turned to their sex. While it was good, it wasn’t Jax. Jax again began to pervade his mind, and regardless of how he tried to push him out, he invaded. Step after step, Jax stumbled in the darkness, closer and closer to home, trying desperately to formulate a plan or reason to explain to Brandon why he hadn’t responded. *** Jax entered Club Hedon, taking several turns down the winding halls. The music was intense tonight, an evil tone, pulsing through the walls. The boys were especially wild as he passed the wide open rooms and alcoves. Their sweat, their lust, their drive, was never ending. Jax smiled as he thought about Tyler, and how little he had experienced in the last week, and how his downfall was culminating slowly but surely. Jax entered a room, it was carpeted in maroon carpeting, with a very low lighting. The only lighting that was bright, centered in the middle of the room, where there was something that looked like a confessional kneeler from a church. Jax removed his clothes, down to his tiny briefs, exposing his beautiful body. He kneeled down, hands crossed on the support, and stared at the edge of the room. In front of him, sat six figures, highlighted only by the light bouncing off the shadows. “Tyler transcended for the first time tonight,” Jax’s monotone was back. The figures nodded, but showed no specific emotion. Their faces were hidden, their bodies robed. Jax continued, “It was a moderately intense transcendence. He saw the demons, so I was encouraged. He saw his relationship fall apart.” Again the nodding continued, with no input. “He does have a dark mind,” Jax smiled, “He transcended about his parents watching him”. A voice came from one of the six figures. “And is he ready for mania?” Jax pondered for a moment, his beautiful body gleaming in the light. “Close, but I do not believe he is there yet. The guilt is still strong, and while it turns him on, it still has a hold on him,” Jax responded, plainly. A somewhat angrier voice replied, “And you know that mania is the solution for the guilt. It is not your realm to control.” Jax nodded, unaffected by the slight uptick in anger. “Yes, but we have to break that initial barrier where it has the high likelihood of not being overcome. That was always in the realm of infidelity.” The figures looked at each other, leaning over to confer privately. Some nodded, some whispered. After a few moments of discussion their heads all turned back to Jax. “We agree with your assessment, but you must tread carefully as to not meddle in the next step. As soon as that threshold has been reached, you must immediately notify the council, so care and mentorship may be moved to mania.” Jax nodded, saying nothing. Another figure plainly stated, “Remove your faggot briefs. We will now break you, as your reward.” Jax stood, his hip bones protruding around his tight briefs, as he slide them down his body. 5 figures moved into the middle of the room, while another went off to the side, sliding out a wooden contraption. The contraption was somewhat square, with shackles on the top of it, and a long tail of two 2x4s that had shackles on the end of it, jutting out from the square portion. “Assume your position in the mount.” A voice stated. Jax bent over the top of the mount with the two shackles and his wrists were locked in the machine. The shackles were medieval, iron, rough, and unbreakable. With his wrists locked, Jax’s knees bent, touching the outcropping 2.4s, his tiny ankles lining up perfectly with the back shackles. He was locked. The figures surrounded him, with one positioning himself behind him, ramming into Jax. Jax’s eyes went pure black. His body locked. “You know you love this hell,” the man who rammed into him said. The music started to flood the room, the pulses lining up with Jax’s heartbeat. The reverberations from the initial ram into Jax were still echoing through his body, but the figure pulled out and started ramming Jax over and over again. On the said of the room, another figure began lighting cauldrons that burned intense heat, warming the room greatly. Beads of sweat began to drip from Jax. His eyes were black, with a deviant smile on his face. Another large dick slammed into his mount while the other figure continued to fuck him. The dick in his mouth gagged him profusely, but Jax did not care. He knew his place. He continued to gag. The other figures groped him, one pissing all over the scene, adding to Jax’s arousal. Pre cum began to drip from Jax’s dick, which was soft, yet still huge, and swinging back and forth with the brutal pounding. The man pounding him grabbed Jax’s jet black hair and yanked his head back with force. The dick flew out of Jax’s mouth. The man was bending Jax’s body, with force, and no mercy. No words were said. The man pounding Jax, instead of screaming, howled like a demon, blowing a fantastical load inside Jax, a load so large at it violented erupted from Jax’s hole while the man’s dick was still in him. The amount of cum was grotesque. The next man positioned himself behind Jax and the mounting proceeded. Six hours later, Jax was unshackled, his reward complete. A lake of cum existed below him. A lake of cum he must head before he would be allowed to leave. This wasn’t a chore for Jax, he wouldn’t have left without eating every single drop on the dirty carpet. The figures left the room, leaving Jax to clean up the mess he had made. The mounting was complete. *** Tyler entered his apartment, exhausted, but determined to fix the issue with Brandon. He pulled up his phone, texting Adam. “Hey, I need you. Can you help me?” “WTF LOL, it hasn’t even been 24 hours and you want more?” Adam replied via text. “I need you to come over, please, right now.” “LOL, wow, you nasty slut. You’re lucky that Aaron just went out with some friends. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” Adam replied again. Tyler then rushed downstairs to the street. His plan was in motion. The street was still filled with cars. At a break in the action, between stop lights, when the traffic calmed, Tyler tossed his cell phone into the middle of the street, in the most likely place that a car tire would be. Standing there, he waited. The next group of vehicles from the next green light began driving, and luckily, multiple cars smashed his phone. Once the traffic died down again, Tyler retrieved it. Evidence had been created. Just at that point, he saw Adam’s car pulling into the parking lot of his apartments. Tyler ran upstairs, waiting for Adam at the door to his apartment. “Holy fucking shit,” Adam cried, “What are you on fucking drugs?!” Tyler said nothing, lifting his shirt, revealing his hot diamond belly piercing, as if he was going to take it off fully, coaxing Adam inside. Adam walked in, and Tyler closed the door. Snapping around he confronted Adam forcefully. “So you want me to be your bitch right?” Tyler said. “Fuck yeah you dumb homo. I have ALWAYS wanted you like you wouldn’t believe. I’ve never been ok with you being with Brandon. And having you this afternoon was just a sample of the hell I want with you!” Adam replied excitedly. “Good,” Tyler replied nervously. He had to put all the pieces together here. “I need to create a reason for not being home today. Brandon is already upset.” Adam interjected, “Fuck yeah. You two break up you’re mine everyday!” Tyler put his hand up to pause Adam. Yes, he knew Adam wanted him like crazy, but he could also discern from the fucking earlier that Adam enjoyed the cheating as well. He needed Adam to continue to enjoy the cheating, so he went deeper. “No no Adam. You loved me cheating on Brandon right?” Tyler’s tone intensified, becoming more sultry and coaxing in its manner. “You looooooved it right? You want me to cheat on him with you right? Adam looked a bit stunned, not that he wasn’t wildly turned on, but more that Tyler was this dark. He wanted Tyler every day, but both of them cheating on their lovers was another layer that would be destroyed if Brandon broke up with Tyler. He nodded. “OK so we need to keep that going baby,” Tyler gently kissed Adam. He was nervous. He knew this was a rabbit hole that was going to have consequences. He knew Adam was harmless to Brandon, and he knew Brandon would trust him, so Adam could provide the perfect cover, at least for now. Only an hour earlier Tyler had thought that he could clean up his act and even considered stopping the slutting, but no, in the end, he had to fix the Brandon problem that happened today, and this was the potentially best way to do it. Tyler grabbed Adam’s hand and led him to his and Brandon’s bed. “This is where we make love, Brandon and I,” Tyler said nervously. He really felt a threshold being crossed, but desperation was too much. He couldn’t have Brandon question anything about his absence today. Tyler gulped, knowing the gravity of his words upcoming, but committed to them he continued, “Lets defile our bed, you and I Adam. Lets feel the corruption build between us and our lust consume any morality that we have!” Adam about turned into a monster at that point, but Tyler held him back for a final statement. “Adam, I will give you this all, but I need ONE THING from you,” Tyler said. “Which is?” Adam replied Tyler explained that he was a slut after Adam that afternoon, which only had Adam’s dick pulsing harder, and that he went silent on Brandon all day long. He explained that he was going to tell Brandon about him dropping his phone accidentally in the street which prevented a reply. But he needed Adam to vouch that they were hanging out and went out to eat and such trivial things that would lead Brandon to believe that everything was fine. “And you’ll let me keep coming over and defiling your relationship in the bed you share with him at all costs FOREVER?” Adam could barely contain himself. Tyler sealed the covenant. “Yes, forever.” Adam exploded, slamming Tyler down on the bed, tearing his sleeveless shirt right off him, in pieces. Pulling down Tyler’s shorts, he saw Tyler’s pink briefs, 100% soaked in cum, like he had bathed in it. “What the literal fuck did you do today?” Adam said, smelling the cum soaked into Tyler’s skin from his briefs as we pulled them down. “Fuck me baby,” Tyler deflected. He knew he had committed to a darkness he hadn’t believed he could. Adam slammed Tyler face first into the bed, slamming his big dick into him. Cum poured from Tyler’s hole by what seemed like the gallons. “Oh you are one sick piece of trash,” Adam said, licking Tyler’s ear. “But god fucking a goddamn loose slut hole is so much hotter than a tight one. I can barely feel my dick in you. The amount of men that have been in you must be massive!” Tyler grunted, his eyes started to glaze back, he was feeling transcendence come on, but he kept being pulled back into reality. “It feels good doing it where you make love doesn’t it?” Adam cried. “Its NEVER going to be same for you two, never ever going to be same.” The thrust were deep, but the hole was loose. Tyler didn’t care if he couldn’t feel it as well as when he was tight. What he cared about was that he was creating as airtight an alibi as possible, yet deep down, he knew he was getting Adam’s babies again. “Stare at the pictures of you two surrounding us!!!” Adam commanded. Tyler looked at the few pictures of him and Brandon happy together, over different portions of their relationship, on the nightstands next to the bed. The bed was bouncing now, Adam was fucking Tyler with great strength, holding his bony body to the bed, the mattress heaving with the lust and desires that Adam held. “Look at your fucking happiness unwind before you. Look at your world fall apart!” Adam laughed maniacally. “Look at the untimely end to everything. When you see him tomorrow, kiss him deeply, knowing your hell and demonic nature!” Tyler transcended. His spirit flung above the seen much quicker than before, the dark act disappearing from his view. He appeared in a labyrinth that was exceptionally dark, yet flints of red light hit the smoke in the maze. He was naked of course, beautiful as can be, with the red light bouncing off his piercings. He heard the sound of creatures nearby, guttural tormenting sounds of lust and desire being made. He started walking. Around a corner he saw himself again strapped to a dumpster, his dick pouring cum, his ass pouring cum, the neighborhood lined up to impregnate him. Another 90 degree turn and he saw himself on some wooden machine, shacked on all fours, as his ass was a waterfall for cum, his body even skinnier and bony. Another corner and he saw his parents, naked, fucking hard, and he began to precum. He stopped. He had to watch. They turned to him in their lust and screamed at him to turn away. Calling him demented and sick. He only smiled and stroked his dick in one hand, touching his body in a coaxing manner in the other, sliding his hand over all his bones, just begging to one to relinquish and want to touch him. They kept fucking and yelling at him in the same time. A flash occurred and Tyler was in another part of the labyrinth, the sounds of lust coming closer now. He felt like the transcendence was waning, but he tried to stay focused to keep it. He could hear Adam breaking into his visions… “Fucking garbage dump I am going to fuck you up in ways you’ll never imagine!” Adams voice came on strong, then faded into the distant. There in front of him Tyler saw his father masturbating like a fiend to naked videos of Tyler being used. His body already covered with cumloads from the amount of orgasms he had had. His father looked at Tyler standing there, screaming at him that he was a sick fuck. Tyler lost control and responded by telling his father how much he loved seeing his hairy naked body getting off to his demonic nature. His father couldn’t stop stroking but kept yelling. The scene was imploding on itself. He felt the brutal thrusts of Adam deeper and harder and more real inside him. Tyler reached out and touched his father’s hairy chest, lust materialized as an almost magical dust emanating from him. Lightning bolts shot through Tyler at the initial touch, extreme amounts of pleasure flowed through him like a jet, disgust filled his bones at his sickness, yet he moved his hand more, caressing the body. His dad furiously screamed to stop it, but made no attempt to stop him. Tyler felt a flash coming on and with no ability to stop it, he succumbed. He appeared in the room again surrounded by the creatures. This time he was being groped from every angle. Almost every part of his body was covered in hands, or claws, or whatever these things were. He could make out horns in the shadows protruding from the heads of the creatures. He felt contentment, rage, disgust. Then he felt a massive dick running down his skinny spine. This felt like it was the size of 10 dicks in one. He felt it press against his slutty hole and felt it open to accept it. No faces could be seen but he did not care. He was learning to not care about faces, not care about looks. The claws dragged against his perfect skin, and then he felt the most massive thing enter him and he saw his skin turn blood red. In front of his eyes, tattoos began to materialize all over his arms, legs, and anything else he could seen. He could make out faintly as they materialized, nasty words being etched into him. Words like slut, faggot, demon, seemed to swirl onto his body. He felt the etching continuing on his back, above his ass, down the back of his legs, although he couldn’t read it. The pain was immense but the pleasure was indescribable. Nothing that Brandon, Adam, Jax, or any of the 20 or so other boys did to him the nights prior had even a percent of a feeling of what bliss he was experiencing now. In his mind, he made up that we wanted to stay. Fuck the real world, he belonged here. As soon as Tyler’s mind was made up, his skin returned to normal and the vision began to fade. He desperately tried to conjure the pleasure he was feeling, anything to keep this transcendence, or whatever Jax called it alive. It felt reel. Fuck it could be real. He didn’t even understand how it was happening, but he didn’t care. He had stay! He started begging out loud to the shadows to let him stay, not to take him. But as he looked down he saw himself being sucked back into reality. Adam was turning him over on his back, his face sweaty and soaked with the sweat from their destruction. Entering reality Adam ferociously kissed Tyler. Tyler’s smooth pencil legs wrapped around Adam, pulling him as deeply as he could. Tyler’s hole longed for the massive dick he had just experienced, but alas, the feeling, and even the memory was starting to fade. Tyler’s dick released a copious cum load, without it being touched, as Adam was maniacally screaming, probably waking up the entire apartment complex. It didn’t matter, Tyler had practically lose all physical remembrance of his transcendence, his arms wrapped around Adam like he was the love of his life, and Tyler committed more fully to the act than he ever did before. “I love you inside me so much my love!” Tyler screamed. “Yes! Yes! I AM YOUR FUCKING LOVE!” Adam cried. His dick was pulsating so hard that even with his incredible loose hole, Tyler could feel it knocking around inside him. Tyler felt the darkness of the scene and continued to succumb. “Give me your babies Adam, give them to me fully. Corrupt me more baby. Right here, where Brandon and I lay, where I will lie to his face that he’s the only one for me, only to think of you when I do it.” Tyler screamed, far too loud, his neighbors must think hell was taking place in his home. Adam roared releasing his loads deep into Tyler, which felt like it took five minutes to complete. Pulling out Adam attacked Tyler’s hole, sucking the cum out of it, which was easy, considering Tyler’s hole was so loose it was just about pouring out anyway. Adam went back and forth between Tyler’s hole and mouth, collecting the cum, to the point that their mouths we completely full of Tyler’s ass loads, and they made out like wild. Cum dripped down their mouths and chins, covering them. They held each other so hard it was as if they were trying to push their bodies together into one. It was beautiful, dark, sinful, and destructive. Adam pulled off Tyler finally after what seemed to be an eternity, his hands still almost out of his control, gently touching Tyler’s perfect body, flicking his nipple piercings, caressing his perfection. “I love how many men you are sleeping with my baby. The next time I cum over, your hole better be filled with multiple men’s loads, otherwise, hey I might slip up and get Brandon a but suspicious.” Wait, this wasn’t the deal. Tyler was still orgasming internally, but he tried to get himself back to reality. “Hey, I said you can have me whenever, I never said I had to have slept with multiple men beforehand. That wasn’t the agreement!” Tyler cried. “Well I made an adjustment to the agreement baby,” Adam kissed him gently on the lips, “Cmon, its not as if that’s UNLIKELY to happen anyway at this point. I’m sure you’re going to invite 20 more men over tonight to defile your bed,” Adam laughed in an evil manner. Tyler laid there like the picture of perfection, as Adam got dressed. Again, no other words were uttered. Tyler had committed to this covenant and now it owned him. All those thoughts of getting on the right track were flooding back into Tyler. How could he right this this time? Did he even want to? Deep down, he knew things were spiraling and he desperately needed to feel another transcendence as well. It was opening him up to things he had no idea he desired or wanted or even felt. Too many emotions encircled him. His body heaved with lust and desire. Adam walked out the door and Tyler began convulsing, orgasming from extreme feelings that were flooding inside him. Without even touching himself, without even being touched, Tyler experienced the most powerful orgasm he had ever had. His path was beginning to become sealed in darkness.

Chapter 6: The First Transcendence Tyler walked down the street, hair disheveled, clothes a mess, sweaty, and obviously looking like he had just finished some ravaging sex. Adam and Aaron lived in a much better part of town, so whereas Tyler and Brandon’s shit area he would have fit into fairly easily, not so much here. He looked trashy. He was getting looks and stares, like he was a street whore. He felt the cum slowly begin to work its way from his ass down his taint. Soon, it would start to dribble down his legs. Something about that made him feel good and yet it felt wrong and embarrassing. Again the force of the wrongness of everything was winding up his sexual urges, and he hated himself for it, which then further reinforced his growing horniness. Reality set in and Tyler started thinking that walking down the street with cum beginning to run down his super skinny legs and a growing hardon in his tight shorts, already looking like a whore, was probably not going to be good for him. He started to panic. As he crossed between two buildings a had reached out, grabbing his tiny arm, and pulling him forcefully into the alley. The person was incredibly rough. Immediately he had a hood over his had, his body slammed into the brick of the building, and hand covering his mouth, pushing the fabric of the hood firmly into his mouth. Tyler was terrified, but he felt that trying to scream would make things worse. Tyler began to feel a hand groping him, his hardon began to pulse. Terrified and still horny, he felt instant relief when the voice spoke. “My Tyler”, the monotone voice said. It was Jax, Tyler had memorized that voice. The hood was lifted off his face, revealing his love. Tyler leaned in to kiss Jax, without even thinking. Jax did not move. Tyler pulled back, feeling confused, yet entranced by those beautiful animal eyes. “Jax I’ve been thinking about you every moment!” Tyler exclaimed. Jax nodded, almost in a pondering manner. A deviant smile barely appeared, “And were you thinking about me when you committed the infidelity you just completed?” Tyler felt frozen. How did Jax know that? Was he watching him? How the literal hell would he know? Jax’s had was already on Tyler’s upper thigh, and beginning to get covered in Adam’s cum that was leaking from Tyler’s fresh slut hole. Jax pulled his hand away, bringing it up to Tyler’s mount. “Eat your cheater’s cum”, Jax ordered. Tyler freaked. He didn’t know if Jax was spying on him, he was in an alley, but still anyone could see from either side. He was still ridiculously turned on, but he pulled away. “This isn’t very private…” Tyler started. “I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK. AND NEITHER DO YOU. IF YOU JUST DECIDED TO BE A SLUT LIKE YOU WERE, YOU CAN LICK HIS CUM FROM YOUR ASS OFF MY HAND. NOW.”, Jax was incredibly firm. Tyler reached out to touch Jax while he began to let Jax’s cummy hand enter his mouth. Jax harshly swatted Tyler’s hands away. “Eat the cum you garbage slut.” Jax ordered. “I haven’t given you permission to touch my perfection. Tyler, defeated, began sensually licking the cum from his own ass off Jax’s fingers. Slowly, deeply, he tasted the melding of him and Adam off the fingers of the man he cheated on his lover with. Jax’s other hand pulled behind Tyler, gathering the next gob of cum to eat. Jax alternated hands for Tyler to worship and lick. Tyler was beginning to feel high off the disgust of the human being he was, but for what felt like hours, he ate as much cum that Jax could pull from his dripping hole. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, Jax could no longer pull some measurable cum from Tyler’s hole and legs. “I missed you Tyler”, Jax’s tone changed dramatically, smashing his lips into Tyler, they made out like psychos. Tyler just moaned. His world felt like it was flipped upside down in lust. His hands reached under Jax’s shirt, feeling him up, caressing his boney body. Jax was doing similar to Tyler, but it was obvious that Tyler was the addict. He was touching Jax like he was a trophy, an object, something he couldn’t get enough of. It was it Tyler was trying to get his fingers to memorize every curve, the level of softness, the amount of smoothness, of every micro inch of Jax’s unbelievable body. “Are you thinking about Brandon right now?” Jax interjected while they were making out. Tyler seemed perplexed. “Um no Jax, I’m all about you baby!” He exclaimed. Jax looked disappointed. “You should be thinking about the boy you are lying to right now.” Jax cooed. “Do it. Feel it. You know that cheating is taking a hold of you.” Tyler felt more mass confusion within him. He know the level of wrongness in the infidelity he was creating was horrible, but he knew taking pleasure in it was beyond disgusting. He just nodded his head in agreement but was too focused on Jax to think of Brandon in any measurable manner. Jax continued his groping and kissing of Tyler, but he knew Tyler wasn’t thinking of Brandon. “Lets go babe”, Jax ordered. Tyler nodded. He didn’t ask where, he didn’t ask why, he didn’t ask how long, he just grabbed Jax’s hand and followed him down the alley. Jax approached an old rusty door further down the alley. He opened it, its hinges creaking extraordinarily, is if the door hadn’t been opened in a millennia. It was almost completely dark inside, yet a small glass block window let in enough light. It looked like a small manufacturing office or room inside. Tons of rusted metal objects and frames, an old cash register, rusted chains hung from the ceiling. Tyler paused as Jax tried to wave him into the darkness. Something didn’t feel right. Jax however, did not wait for any discussion about the current situation. He grabbed Tyler, thrusting him into the darkness, and forcibly walked behind him, slamming the door with fury, and turning the locking mechanism with anger. Tyler swung around after being pushed, seeing Jax take off his shirt, his skin and bones exposed in the light pouring through the window. Jax’s eyes began to change color, to a blood red hue. Tyler had been enamored by Jax from the moment he had seen him, but Jax’s now red eyes, looked like they went on into his soul for miles. He’d never seen anything like this, he’d never contemplated anything so out of this world. Jax slammed his hands into Tyler’s shoulders, Tyler stumbled, knocking over heaps of rusted mental frames and trinkets. Things were moving too fast. Tyler tried to regain his composure. Jax slammed Tyler onto the hard floor. Jax’s pants, which were practically plastered to his skeleton body, were being pulled down. No underwear, just his gigantic cock, with a massive bead of pre cum, was in front of him. Tyler, while in pain, instinctively went to suck it. Jax backhanded Tyler so hard the room started to spin. This wasn’t the somewhat playful backhand that Jax gave Tyler in the car the other night. This felt like hatred. “I didn’t tell you to suck it. Take your clothes off NOW!” Jax demanded. Tyler stripped, and before he had finally pulled off his little baby blue ankle socks, Jax again grabbed him angrily, flipping him over onto the cold hard floor and rammed into him. “Do I own you?” Jax demanded loudly. Tyler’s slut hole opened up for his lover, already wet with the remnants of the other boy he just cheated with. Tyler’s tone was more sultry than ever, just a determined, “Yes”, was uttered. Tyler’s face was smashed into the floor, his whole body was too. Jax went deep into him, fucking him like it was what he was meant to do. “Come away with me Tyler. Lets transcend this world for a real hell”, Jax then whispered in his ear. With that, Jax pulled all the way out of Tyler, staring at Tyler’s gaping hole for a moment, and then with the might of a thousand twinks, rammed so hard into Tyler that he slammed Tyler’s prostrate harder than he had every felt. Tyler began to convulse, an orgasm unlike anything he had ever felt was building within him so quickly. The room began to spin profusely, the kisses on his neck from Jax was like electrical bolts through his body. Tyler began seeing colors flashing before his eyes. Faster and faster and fast. Now the colors changed to blinding white, and as if a strobe light was placed in front of his eyes, it pulsed with incredible speed. The white then modulated to the same blood red of Tyler’s eyes, and then everything went black. Tyler looked down, seeing himself in a dirty deserted room, being fucked mercilessly by Jax. He felt, ethereal, as he floated above reality. Turning to his right Jax was floating next him. They were both naked, both almost transparent. The continued to float higher and higher above the scene below them, until it was just a white dot in a room of incredible darkness. Then the visions began to flow. Tyler saw himself with Brandon on their wedding day. The vision continued to modulate and flash alternate scenes. Tyler walking up the aisle, then a quick flash, Tyler was naked, then back to being in his tuxedo. As he arrived at the altar, another flash, Jax was besides Brandon, his tongue on his neck, Brandon’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and Jax’s hand’s feeling up Brandon’s body. Flash again – the scene was back to normal, Brandon was receiving Tyler at the altar, the priest welcoming all the guests. Another flash, a naked Jax sitting in the front pew, jacking his cock that was now twice the size that it was in real life. Flash again – the scene returned to normal. As the boys said their wedding vows flashes back and forth of seeing Jax behind Brandon, touching him, staring down Tyler in hatred, and then in loved, and then in disgusted again. When it came time for the final kiss, Tyler leaned in to kiss Brandon, but another flash happened, Tyler was naked in the aisle, staring at the altar, Brandon saying “I do”, staring right into Jax’s eyes. Jax opened one eye to stare at Tyler, laying naked in the aisle, although he didn’t seem to be noticed by anyone else. As Jax and Brandon walked back down the aisle, Tyler was obviously invisible to everyone besides Jax. As Jax passed by Tyler, he raised his foot kicking Tyler in the face, knocking him out cold. Another flash, Tyler floated above the bed as Jax made love to Brandon on their wedding night. Brandon was screaming things about how he wasted his life with Tyler, and Jax was the only man for him. Jax was whispering horrors in Brandon’s ears about Tyler being a filthy slut, Brandon seeming so content about having Jax in his arms. Another flash, now another version of Jax was floating next to Tyler watching Brandon and Jax make sickening love in their bed below. The floating Jax grabbed Tyler and begin to make out, groping each other like maniacs, as they watched another version of reality with Brandon being in love with Jax below. Another flash, Tyler was tied to a dumpster in an incredibly dirty back alley. Dirty mattresses strewn the alley, other trashy twink slept on them, as Tyler, in a much skinnier form turned around to look up at Jax, who had his hand on Tyler’s head, looking down the street seeing 200 or so men lined up for Tyler’s dumpster ass. The first man entered Tyler, Jax kissed Tyler deeply, Tyler became one with being a slut in that instant, then another flash occurred. He was yet again floating with another version of Jax above the wedding bed of Brandon and Jax, yet Brandon was sleeping, and Jax was inviting men in. Jax was bent over, screaming and getting fucked, while Brandon lay asleep. Jax had pulled his new wedding ring off and tossed it in the corner, as he cheated on his husband while he slept. Another flash, Tyler was in a dark smokey room with a singular light in the center. Surrounding him, were gargantuan dark figures with blood red eyes. These looked like abominations. They chanted at him, “he is most beautiful”, “he must be corrupted”, “belongs to the darkness”. Their smokey claws, hands, whatever they were extended from the darkness, groping Tyler. Tyler realized he was chained to the ground. He couldn’t move. He felt immense pleasure at his situation, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. The chanting was like a drug, he felt like nothing else. These dark creatures, these dark things, could do what they wanted with him. Another flash, Tyler was back chained to the dumpster, and while he hadn’t experience all of it, he knew in his mind he had somehow taken 101 of the 200 men that had waited in line for him. Jax’s lips had been pressed to his while he was being destroyed. Then looking over Tyler saw his parents, starting in disgust. Tyler became harder at their disgust. They screamed at what a retched thing he was, how they never wanted to see him again. Multiple flashes occurred then, seeing Brandon with Jax, seeing the abominations, seeing Jax cheat on Brandon, seeing the real world version of what happened when Tyler cheated on Brandon with Jax, seeing himself cheat with Adam, flash after flash, like a slide show. The flashes slowed, and Tyler looked at his disgusted parents with vitriol and disgust himself. He screamed at them “This is who I am. You will touch yourself tonight at my perfection!” His parents gasped and ran down the alley, leaving a chained Tyler with a river running into a lake of cum that was pouring out of his ass. Another flash, the creatures had descended upon Tyler, kissing him, entering him, deep red fires burned all over the room, yet the creatures were pitch black, and Tyler kissed them all. Touched them all. His bliss was unexplainable, he was reborn as a demon, or so he felt. The creatures muttered in their deep guttural voices, “corrupt him”, “demonize him”, “twist him”. The room started spinning hard. Tyler couldn’t stop the spinning. The white strobing came back until the room became black. Off in the distance, Tyler saw a white dot, getting larger and larger, until he could make out. He was approaching reality again. He saw his skinny body covered in sweat, his face mashed to the ground, Jax’s big dick slamming into him with no mercy, a practical fountain of cum splurting out of his ass every time Jax slammed into him. Jax then pulled his head back as far as it would go, grasping Tyler’s soaked hair. Tyler watched himself in ecstasy, but couldn’t feel anything. Jax appeared next to him. He smiled at him, but this time he looked like the devil. As quickly as he appeared, he disappeared, and Tyler felt himself being sucked back into reality. Moving closer and closer to his real body. Tyler jolted into reality feeling the immense force of Jax’s thrusts into him. The sounds were guttural. Lots of grunting and moaning coming from Jax and the sound of Jax’s cum being sloshed around every time he pushed back in Tyler. Tyler’s ass felt like nothing at this point, he could feel the ground underneath him was sticky wet, and he realized he was lying in a pool of his own cum, probably mixed some with the amount that was leaking from his ass. The amount of cum he was laying in, was outrageous. He must have cum more than he could have ever imagine. The amount of sweat pouring down on Tyler from Jax was extreme. He felt like he was being fucked in the rain. Tyler had momentary flashes of his out of body experience, but he remained in reality. In fact, he remained laying there, he didn’t thrust his ass back, he didn’t move. He just became entrenched into his dark actions, and gave himself like the property he was to Jax. Jax fucking Tyler on the hard floor lasted hours, the amount of cum was gross and Tyler began licking the lake that was surrounding him as Jax finished up whatever orgasm he was currently on. Tyler had cum in his hair, covering his entire front torso, and looked 10 times worse than he did when he was walking down the street hours ago. The light through the window was incredibly dim. It must have been late. Brandon would have gone to work by now. Jax finally pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned every inch of his cock with his mouth. “That was quite a transcendence.” Jax explained. Tyler was shaking, he was so weak at this point. “What do you mean babe?” “You left your body for many hours during that. I was there with you”, Jax said calmly. “What the literal fuck is going on?” Tyler snapped. “You transcended you dumb slut. You left to higher plain of ecstasy for a while. It happens with me, you’ll see. You go to a place where your hopes and fears all battle things out. You get to see vividly everything you are scared of, and your deepest wants.” “But I’ve never thought about you and Brandon together…” Tyler began. Jax stared at him with the same devil smile that he did right before Tyler had re-entered reality. “Oh baby, I never said I didn’t have SOME control of your transcendence.” Jax looked like evil as he continued. “I inserted the things I knew would live within you to help grow that guilt and wrongness that you are learning to love so deeply.” “So you pushed my mind to think about me being a dumpster slut and my parents finding me being so trashy?!” Tyler exclaimed. “Oh baby, I know what I inserted into your head, and it certainly wasn’t that”, Jax said, gently caressing Tyler’s cummy hair as they were both standing up. “You have some darkness buried deep in you at this point.” Tyler looked at his phone. 30 missed text messages from Brandon, and 6 missed calls. Jax was already opening the creaky door. “Now I will say my love, you look like the trashiest whore in the world right now. I certainly wouldn’t think you would be safe walking home looking like that on the city streets.” Jax taunted. Tyler could feel how fucked he must look. “You can maybe drive me home Jax?” He asked softly. Jax laughed, almost maniacally, “I think you’ll be safe in the back alleys….all the way home.” With that, Jax stepped out the door. Tyler rushed to follow him and was only a few steps behind him, although he was certainly walking funny from how blown out his hole was. As he reached the doorway he looked both ways, and there was no Jax to be seen. Daylight was waning heavily, a disgusting Tyler had to get home without being reported as a street whore in the nice area of town, and he had a lot of explaining to do to Brandon. Clothes soaked in cum and sweat, hair sticking in all directions, eyes sucken in, skin pale from the amount of energy exertion, Tyler stepped out from his room of destruction to make the long walk home and desperately tried to figure out how to handle Brandon.

Just another wasted youth (Part 2) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** “How old are you bitch?” I asked him, while pulling his nipples through his t-shirt. “18” he moaned. “I turned 18 two days ago” “Aaawwww… and now we seem to be your gift” I smiled. The boy smiles back at me. “Keep yourself dizzy bitch” I encouraged to sniff at the poppers bottle as often as he could. “Enjoy your ride to hell” I stated and my buddies and I laughed loudly while we held this twats body up. “Wouldn’t you enjoy to get fucked by everyone in this darkroom?” I whispered. “Imagine all the cocks getting hard, just because of your cute butt” “They sure would enjoy pounding your sweet loyal cunt” my mate grunted. “I don’t know” the youth replied. “You guys got big dicks…. I am horny for big dicks tonight” he replied. “A true bottom should never refuse a hard cock – not on a night like this” I tried to persuade him. “I love my boyfriend… I don’t want to cheat on him” said the twink who just got his ass fucked by totally strangers. “You are not… tonight your boyfriend isn’t here. You miss him so much, that is why you allowed us to plow your ass….” I talked to him soothingly. “It is your boyfriends fault. He should have been here with you at your birthday party. But don’t worry about it, no one needs to know, that you are a greedy little ass cunt.” The guy behind the twink had his hands on the youths shoulders and fucked him high speed. “Yeah…. it is all *grunts* his fault. He should have been here with me, instead of working for his company…..oooooh - I got needs” he moaned. “Yeah and let the guys here fulfill your needs just for tonight. Tomorrow your boyfriend will get to love you anyway and you love him, but tonight we are here to please your cunt” “Doesn’t it feel good to have a big cock up your ass, jamming your tight entrance…. give us the chance to make you feel good. Let’s make you the star of this night… let all the guys here fuck your ass…. just so, because you can do it…. and you do it so good baby.” I whispered those words into his ear. “Don’t reject anyone… see every cock as a present for you to set a new world record in getting charged up in one night – don’t be a fool to let this chance pass you by….” I continued to talk him into. “You don’t even have to look at the guys. Just stay here, look at the wall and imagine your ass a deposit for cum. Take another whiff….. Yeah….. imagine you are just a hole to us. Help us to get off…. into your sweet little body.” “Oooooh fuck…. your cock feels so good…..and maybe I should let you all fuck my pussy – but only tonight” the lad agreed. “Yeah – only for tonight slut” I answered satisfied. “And only with condoms….” he insisted. This was ridiculous. There he was – a totally drunk teen and buzzed up with poppers and still he had the audacity to demand safe fucks? I sighed deeply and looked at our third mate, who would have been the next to fuck this toad. “Sorry man… then you can’t fuck him with your 12 incher” I winked at him. “Man…. what the fuck….?” he complained. “You know his dick is so huge and thick… he has really problems finding condoms which would fit him.” I explained to our target. He peered at the next cock and seemed to be mesmerized. “Ooooooh *sighs* your cock is fucking beautiful. I have never seen a real dick being so thick and long” he moaned. “And do you see how much he looked forward to demolish your hole? Look at the streams of precum, dripping to the floor already.” I brought his attention to my pals Gono infection. But he was so swept away, that he really didn’t draw the conclusion or maybe it was simply too dark. He asked instead if he could lick his ‘precum’ away. “Of course” my friend said and while still getting fucked up the ass, the lad bent a little to the side and started sucking his fag beater. After only two minutes he got up again and asked my mate ‘Are you okay?’ “I feel great….” my pal replied. “No I mean, are you healthy……?” he mumbled under the influence of the alcohol. “Yeah faggot. Don’t worry I am clean” he lied stealthily. In the meanwhile the second fucker reached his orgasm and ejaculated the second high POZ load flooded the boys’ sewer. “Okay…. then fuck my ass raw.” he whispered. “What?” my mate answered as he was hard of hearing. “FUCK ME RAW” the twink shouted. “Gentlemen…..this twink just turned 18 two days ago and he is willing to accept the gift…. Please…..make sure you make room to those who are willing to share…..” I exclaimed. “You want to get charged up, right?” I asked him loudly. “Yeah man, charge me up with your dicks” he moaned. “I didn’t hear you?” I teased him. “OH FUCK….. GIVE ME YOUR COCKS….. *moans* CHARGE ME UP PLEASE!” he almost cried out. In no time we had a nice crowd of guys gathering around to take part at this spectacle. While our last friend started penetrating the boys’ hole, the twink moaned in pleasure and pain. 12 inch of hard cock meat worked his way up the lads’ ass cunt. “Ooooooh yeah…. this is it….. fuck me…. FUCK….. batter me with your huge dick” he begged. “Don’t worry pups…. I will fuck you hard and give you all I got…..” he snickered.

My #1 main man bought the Coleman camper so we could take it to the gay campground and leave it there to go up multiple times durning the summer. The first year was a blast. The last two were cancelled on account of covid. It sat at our old house exposed and unused, or covered. We moved it to the new house here with us two weeks ago. Here it has a shady spot by the driveway. Here it has real possibilities. Within days I had set up a 30yo bottom who came to the camper. He stripped, blindfolded himself, and he waited on the bed ass up for me. I went in, fucked him, came in him, thanked him, and was back out the camper door in ten minutes. HOT. I never saw his face. He never saw me. That very afternoon, my man set himself up to give a blowjob in the camper. As soon as he had blown the guy, one of the other prospects he’d been grooming texted and came right over. Two dicks in a row - he sucked off and swallowed. HOT. Good start with the camper. Then this Saturday I set up some real fun. My anon bottom from earlier wants a repeat. My regular (47yo) boy is coming to spend Saturday night, as he does at least every other weekend. I’ve been fucking my boy for 12 years. For at least ten of them, I have been trying to set up a bottom who I can fuck, then my boy can fuck. I have a big dick. My boy has a REALLY big dick. It’s never worked out, finding a bottom to take us in succession. I send the bottom a pic of us both (see attached, me on left). He is into it. Saturday at 9:30 our willing piece of ass cumdump comes to the trailer. We go out a few minutes after. He’s ass up on the bed, blindfolded, ass facing the door. He has a poppers rag. I turn him and get behind him on the bed. He gets to suck my boy’s dick while I’m fucking him. I spit on his crack and rub my hard cock up and down it. With my thumb I go to push some spit inside and find he’s pre-lubed. I am pushing my dick in him. So fucking tight. Too tight. I need to loosen this ass up or it’ll never accommodate my boy, I think to myself. Stroke. Stroke. I go right into fucking him. I slip out twice. So tight. I reach around him tight to pull him in, for maximum penetration, and to cum deep in him as I can when I do. I’m talking softly about what a dirty boy (the bottom) is liking dick so much. How he needs my cum deep if he’s ever going to take that big dick in his mouth. My boy said he almost came from the blowjob. I excited myself talking like that and soon I was FUCK FUCK blowing my load and then some. Yeah! Throb throb, pumping my babies into him. I slip out and turn the bottom so my boy now has access. That cummy asshole. Damn. My boy puts his dick there and pushes. Nothing happens. “I said he was tight” I chuckled. My boy pushed HARD and that fuck slab of his slipped right in that cum filled ass in one smooth go. FUCK. Fuck. Fuck Fuck. He is going at it. The bottom is moaning and sniffing poppers. I’m deep kissing my boy while he’s fucking. I slip my finger between his cheeks to find his pucker hoping to slip something in. It’s dry. I turn to find lube and UNF UNF UNF the boy is shooting his load deep in the anon bottom boy’s ass. Fuck yes. This worked perfectly. His dick slipped out. Anon bottom boy jumps up still blindfolded saying “Thank you daddy for making that happen,” and obviously looking for a kiss. What a hottie. I hold him by his little black beard and kiss him deeply. Grrr. My boy and I did a quick wipe. Left the bottom a towel. Said “later man thanks,” and we were out the door maybe 15-20 minutes after we came in. Hot. He never saw us. Dirty boy took two strangers’ loads. The bottom boy has contacted me twice since Saturday. And I do not know what that fuck I am going to do with him next time!!! At some point I want him in my bed where I can have sex with him a lot more fully. But anon is so awesome, and impossible to get back once it’s lost. Suggestions?

PLUS, I can never apply the poll results of this community to the popular at-large. Otherwise, wouldn't it be nice to extrapolate and assume that 94% of men prefer a pre-loaded hole making the demand for slutty bottoms higher??

I must Say this story has kept me hard and cumming the entire time !!! even after I shoot a load my cock staysvhatd excellent writing !!!! i lust for more!!!!

And swallow that dick.

I like both, but my HOLE really loves a good stretch, so it's girth for me. Nothing better thana nivce gape after a good long fuck from a fat dick. Love feeling the cum ooze out of me after he pulls that huge dick out - the feel of the air on my hole -the slurping sound it makes. ..

I came of age right when aids started and it scared me right back into the closet as I had a childhood friend die of aids. As time went on I enjoyed being a bottom and caught a broken condom every now and again. I knew because it felt so much better. Flash forward to the mid 90s amd I’m at the bide beach on Fire Island and met a really hot guy. It was quite dark but getting there and I just turned around and let him slide in raw. Nothing ever felt so good. He asked if he could cum in me and I asked if was poz. He said he was. So I asked him not to and he said fine. I let him get really close while in me though and oddly I wasn’t freaking out or anything. He started to cum, pulled out and shot all over my ass and back. I never felt more like a man. He even got me up on my knees and played with my balls as I was almost ready to cum. We noticed a guy jerking too us so we called him over and I sucked him for like all of 30 seconds and he was blowing his load all over my chest and then I shot my own load. That guy bolts off and my top starts to pee at the dunes behind me when I said to stop and soak me. Boy did he ever. After that he ran to the ocean and dove in and came back. I didn’t even move and he asked if I was ok. I was. Just taking it all in. Now it’s getting almost dark amd I’m covered in piss and cum so I ran t the surf and dove in. Was less than a minute but when I came out I couldn’t find our blankets right away. When I did he gave me a quick kiss and headed back to the parking lot . I got back on my blanket and had a cigarette, jerked off and shot another load , had another cigarette and got half dressed and went home. Even though I fought it , I knew I would one day go 100 percent bare and take the load . Ten years later I did exactly that and never looked back

I wish Slipitupme would continue this one.

just know that you don’t HAVE TO gag. your body just tricks your brain into thinking you do. enjoy having that cock shoved down your throat, stuffing up your windpipe and being used

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Oh this is fun! 5,6, and 11 have been great to me, but honestly I'd take any of them.

Chinese Buffet Chase sent me a message on Tuesday asking if we were going to meet up that night, but I told him work was crazy and I was too busy. I didn't have the heart to tell him I was getting bored with our fucks. It was time for me to go back to my three and done plan that had served me so well for many years. Well, I would do that for most guys. There was one I was going to keep seeing. It had been four weeks since my first fuck with Chase and hopefully he'd be feeling the effects of my bug any day now. He'd now gotten seven loads from me and I assumed he had gotten bred by some other guys. Tuesday was also Gabriel's training day at the restaurant. The restaurant was closed on Monday and Tuesday, but apparently Tuesday was training and cleaning day. He sent numerous messages through the day until he got there and then it was complete radio silence. He had worked in several restaurants in his life, working his way up, so he knew what to expect. My phone rang just about nine PM and I took a glance at who would be calling me then. I hoped it wasn't Gabriel telling me that the job didn't work out. Instead, it was Dragonboy and I heard him giggle briefly before saying "Hi." It had been a while since I'd heard from him or his cousin, other than a few texts. "Do you have a little time to join us?" he asked, giggling again after. There were a couple voices in the background but the only part I could understand was their laughing. I assumed it was his cousin and maybe one or two others. "I don't have a lot of time... Why?" I asked, trying to give myself an excuse to say 'no'. "We have that guy down here that you connected us with and he doesn't believe that we could take your... cock" he said, giggling again. I laughed and remembered my last visit with Chase. "Uh... do you want me to tell him? I can do that over the phone without coming all the way down there" I said. "No... I think you should prove it. Just a few strokes in each of us so he can see we are not lying. Please?" he asked, almost begging. I'm pretty sure I heard a moan in the background but I was more concerned about not getting involved with them for the rest of the night. I must have waited too long to reply since he then whispered into the phone "I think you should fuck him too... he has a lot of cum in him... we all do." This was pretty complicated since I'd already told Chase I was too busy to fuck him this week and now Dragonboy wanted me to fuck Chase's roommate. I didn't even know if Dragonboy and his cousin had told him they were poz. In the end, my little head told my mouth to say "I'll be down in fifteen" right before I hung up. I cleaned up and changed from my work clothes into some basketball shorts, a jock, tank top and sandals. With my phone and keys in my hand, I headed down the stairs. When I reached the fourth floor landing, I looked around until I spotted the camera and waved. A few seconds after my tap on his door, Dragonboy opened it completely naked. The skunky smoke that poured out of his condo told me why they were laughing so much. I walked in and followed him to the bedroom where I found his cousin standing next to the bed, passing a pipe over to Z who was next to him. Z took a big hit and then grinned over at me. Both of them were naked and their glassy eyes told me they were just as baked as Dragonboy was. Dragonboy took the pipe and emptied the spent remains on a plate that was covered in fully used weed. He reloaded it and passed the pipe and lighter to me. I hate being the only sober one in the room, so I took the pipe and lit the bowl before taking a long hit. It was some decent stuff and I passed it back to Dragonboy who finished off the rest of it. I glanced toward the bed and Z had a goofy grin on his face looking back at me. I looked closer and saw the fresh outline on his arm, marking out the first step of a full sleeve tattoo. Apparently Dragonboy was rubbing off on him in at least one way. Walking over to Z, I told him "No word to Chase about seeing me tonight, OK? I told him I was busy and the only reason I'm here is because I'm only a few floors away and this is going to be quick." He nodded and laughed "He thinks I am at the library." I laughed too and pulled my tank over my head. My sandals were next and I started a little pile when I added my shorts and jock. Now, all of us were naked and I saw Z staring at my cock. The cousin was licking his lips and Dragonboy came next to me and wrapped his hand around my mostly flaccid cock. I moved a little closer to the bed with Dragonboy in tow. "Z, come over and suck me." His eyes got big but he slowly came near and dropped to his knees. "Z?" Dragonboy whispered to me, looking confused. "No clue what his real name is, that's what his roommate called him" I whispered back. Z began to lick and suck on the tip of my cock, before he began playing with my foreskin like a pro. The more he worked it, the more my cock stiffened until it was almost at full length. He pulled back and looked up at me with a worried look on his face. "I... I... I can't" he said. I smiled back at him and said calmly "I don't expect you to deep throat it. You saw how Chase struggled by being too eager. Just take it as deep as you can and use your tongue. Don't be scared of it." I looked over and the cousin was nodding, as was Dragonboy. With Dragonboy's hand around the base, he had less cock to work with anyway. Now that the bar was set much lower than he thought, he did a fine job getting my cock fully hard and slick with spit. The gentle squeezes from Dragonboy didn't hurt either, at least until he let go once Z got further down my shaft. Z seemed to really like having my cock lay on his face as he gave my balls a tongue bath. After about five minutes of him working on my dick, I looked back and forth to Dragonboy and his cousin and asked "OK, who's first?" Both began grinning and and I nodded toward the bed. They stood at the side of the bed and were so wasted they didn't seem to know whether to lay on their back, get on their knees or just lay on their stomach. I thought about it a moment, laughing quietly at their confused state and said "on your knees... at the edge... I think he can see it better that way." Z was back to sucking on the last three inches of my cock and I placed my hands on either side of his head and slowly pulled him off. He gave out a little whimper as the tip passed his lips and looked back up at me to see if I approved. It was a submissive vibe I hadn't gotten from him before and I could see him in the back room of The Saddle being a good pozzed up sub for a few friends and I. I nodded down at him and smiled before I softly said "Good job, boy." His expression told me he had just realized there was a new kink that he needed to explore. "Get on the bed, between them and face me" I told Z, this time intentionally leaving out the word "boy." Not having gotten a real response as to who was first, I decided it was my choice. Dragonboy was on the left and I approached him, reaching out and sliding my finger into his cum-slick hole. I heard him giggle when he felt my finger go in and it was obvious he had been fucked a while before I got there. Two fingers went in easily and finally I got some tightness with three. A few twists later, I removed them. When I reached out to feed Z my cum covered fingers, he shook his head "no." "One step at a time" I told myself. Moving a between Dragonboy's spread legs, I used my hand to line my cock up, pressing it between his butt cheeks until it rested on his pucker. Z came a bit closer and was staring down at the sight of my cock about to enter Dragonboy's hole. My hands were now on his hips and without a word, I slowly pressed in. It took a few seconds but then Dragonboy groaned as my cock broke past the outer ring and I gave him a moment to adjust. Z gasped and his eyes got much bigger as he fixed his gaze on my cock and Dragonboy's ass. When the groan became a moan, I knew he was ready and slid deeper into his warm, wet tunnel. "Oh my god" Z said quietly as I got more than half of my cock inside Dragonboy. I wasn't sure I'd ever penetrated him this slowly, but I was doing it to give Z a show. I paused and Dragonboy moaned out "Fuck me... please... I've missed this so much." I chuckled because I had also missed feeling his ass around my cock. His newly poz ass. Pulling back until the head was just inside him, I started to rock my hips and giving him half strokes. Z seemed to be focused on how much of my cock was sliding in and out. After a minute, my strokes got longer until I was plowing him most of the way. I didn't bottom out, but it was now plain to see that Dragonboy could easily take my cock. It felt really good and I loved churning up the loads in his ass. I could almost have kept going until I bred him but I still had one or hopefully two more holes to fuck. I let out a grunt and held my cock in him as deep as I had fucked him. Z's jaw dropped as he saw I still had a little more cock left. "Fuck... Chase took all of it?" he asked. Chuckling I said "Yeah... eventually. These two have as well." I slowly pulled my cock free of Dragonboy's hole and moved to my right. My cock had a nice coating of cum on it and I saw Dragonboy's hole gape. Skipping my fingers this time, I just pushed into the cousin's hole. Z was staring at the penetration just like he had with Dragonboy. The cousin was a little more eager and pushed his ass back, forcing my cock another inch past his ring. I wasn't sure if he was showing off or not but after a few seconds he didn't wait for me to start driving into him. He fucked himself, taking me deeper much faster than I had with Dragonboy. In a couple minutes we were fucking into each other, giving him most of my cock. He suddenly shoved back hard and I was now planted as deep as I could go and he let out a sultry moan. The cousin gave a few squeezes with his outer ring and I used that as my cue to resume fucking him. This time, it was a full stroke fuck. My hands moved to his shoulders and I pulled him up until his arms were extended. Z moved around to watch me plow the cousin's hole balls deep. I did this for a few minutes before I pushed the cousin's shoulders back down and yanked my cock from his battered hole. He rolled over on his back and looked back at me with a huge grin. I knew he wanted more, and probably my load too, but I had one more hole I wanted to sample. "Looks like it's now your turn" I said to Z and he froze. Several seconds later he shook his head "no" and Dragonboy said something to him. I had no idea what he said, but you could tell from the tone that he was telling him to follow orders. He probably needed a few hits from the pipe at that point so when I spotted the little brown bottle I grabbed it and handed it to him. He huffed a few times on each side and assumed his position between Dragonboy and the cousin. I gave his ass a gentle rub, trying to calm him down, but Z was still gasping and clenching. I worked one finger into his hole and when he got used to that I added a second. There was a nice slick feeling inside of him and I was sure he had at least two loads of toxic seed inside there. He began to relax as I twisted the pair around until I knew he was ready for three. I heard him hit the poppers again and then looked to the side to see Dragonboy with his phone out, recording the event. My cock was still covered in the cum that was in the cousin's ass and probably some from Dragonboy's too. I had spent several minutes working my fingers in his ass when I decided he was ready. He gasped when I pulled my fingers free and then cried out "Oh fuck!" when I had my cock at his hole. One hand was spreading his butt apart and then I added some spit to the tip of my cock. "Relax... you can do this..." I said softly as my hand moved up and rested on his lower back, pushing down slightly to get a good arch. My other hand held his hips and I pressed in. He was much tighter than either Dragonboy or his cousin, but I suspected he was also a lot less experienced. It took a quite a few nudges and several encouragements from the three of us but I eventually breached his hole. Z groaned out a long "fuuuuck" and then panted a few moments. When his body was no longer tense, I began short little strokes that slowly drove my cock in deeper. I had no delusions that I'd be able to give him every inch of my cock but he got used to my girth quicker than I expected. The words from both Dragonboy and his cousin allowed me to move into a proper thrust. Once I made it to half strokes I went a little deeper and while the groans coming from Z got a little more strained he took it like a champ. Pulling him up like I had with the cousin, I plowed his sloppy hole. A couple minutes later, I pulled him up against my chest. My hips kept rolling, filling him with cock and then coming almost out. I whispered in his ear "See... you can take it. Just remember what I said earlier. No word to Chase or Tyler." He nodded his head and then I pushed him back down to the bed and into the classic doggy position. He tried to rock back to meet my thrusts but soon started to cry out when the pain became too much. I knew my cock was battering his guts and giving many new ways for our bug to get inside him. I didn't know if he knew how toxic the three of us were or if he even cared. The roommates were all different in many ways. I knew Chase got off knowing he was taking toxic loads and that Tyler was trying the "bareback with people I trust to stay neg" route. But Z's attitude was unknown to me. My thrusts got faster and I could feel my orgasm start to rise. With my breathing getting haggard, Dragonboy leaned in and whispered "Breed his ass." That's what I did. Five or six strong pulses of my jizz mixed with the loads he got earlier. The growl that came out of my mouth was loud and long and half way through I felt Z's hole spasm around my cock as he dumped his load onto the bed. Both of us were breathing hard and I stood there with my cock planted six or seven inches into his hole. A minute later, I slowly pulled my dick out of his ravaged ass. Z groaned the entire time and then let out a yelp when the head of my cock came out. We sat around afterward for a little while, passing the pipe around and getting the buzz back. When there was a lull in the conversation I told Z "I guess you broke your 'Asians only' rule tonight. He snickered and asked "There's not even a little bit of Asian blood in you?" "Yeah, a little... at least. A bit of just about everything" I replied. "I'm good then" he said, laughing.

Went to the local mall. It's dying. Business closing. No occupancy. I had to take a leak so I walked to the Men's Room. Down a hall, no one around. I went in and there was one other guy at a urinal. I stepped up to do my business and took a quick peak at the guy. And then I looked again. He was standing there stroking his cock. I guess I was staring, because he stepped back and turned to me stroking a nice 7 or 8 inch cock, shaved with a dragon(?) tattoo around the base. It was automatic for me, I walked over an knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth. He just stood there and let me suck his cock. Never made a sound. It was so hot, public restroom, in the open, sucking cock! When he came he grabbed my head and held my mouth on his cock and choked me with his cum. And it seemed like a lot of cum. I love the feel of cum coating my throat. He stood there and held his cock out and I knew what he wanted. I licked and cleaned his cock for him. Then he zipped up and was out the door. Sucking strange cock is so fucking hot! And so natural for me, a guy shows me a nice cock and I automatically want to suck it.

Damn. I could so see this as a tv series. Definitely love the storyline

Wanted to get the second chapter out quickly to ensure I didn't leave anyone hanging with the "build up story". I am committed to working on this quite heavily, but I cannot promise 2 long chapters in less than 24 hours every day. 🙂 CHAPTER 2: THE GUILT Tyler walked slowly down the long smokey hallway following the remaining boys. To his right and left there were arched alcoves containing rich leather sofas and tables, almost like a cozy restaurant. The air was filled with smoke, whether it be cigarette smoke or weed, they all mixed together into as sweet and intoxicating aroma. The smell of the all the exceptionally rich leather furniture wafted into his nostrils. The hallway seemed to go on forever, as Tyler glanced back to see Jax closing the door behind him. It did not occur to him to think as to why Jax was so far behind. He just felt that he wanted him close again. Another text from Brandon hit at that point. “You know you’re the greatest thing in the world right?” Brandon’s text said. The momentary spell broken, Tyler responded back to him, “No YOU ARE!”, just as Jax appeared next to him, his perfection almost radiated in this dark atmosphere. He gave a soft smile as his eyes locked again with Tyler. “Keeping up with your man?” Jax inquired. “Yes yes, He’s stuck at work while I’m out having fun,” Tyler sighed. “A pity,” Jax stated plainly, “I’d like to see some pictures of him. I’m sure he’s beautiful.” “For sure!” Tyler perked up, “I have all of our photos organized in an album on my phone!” Jax looked content as the hallway finally opened up into a larger open area. The music, was very different and unnerving than what was playing in the club. This was club music, but it was dark. All minor tones, it sounded devilish, industrial, evil, and manic. It had a trance feeling to it, not the genre, but the mental affects. The boys lead Jax to a set of very plush leather couches near a small tended bar. Tyler then noticed the bartender, wearing a hood and a shiny almost porcelain-looking mask. He was not a twink, he had a hot hairy dad bod, and was only wearing a pair of low rise trunks around his thick waist. “Whatever you’d like to drink is yours,” Jax stated. “Oh, um, I’m good I think,” Tyler responded. “The boys are going to get more comfortable here,” Jax muttered. Almost on queue the boys started to slowly unbutton their shirts in somewhat flowing their bodies with the dark tempos beating throughout the club. “Hey, wait, I told you I’m not here for sex!” Tyler snapped. Jax’s gaze hit Tyler in his soul. “Tyler, sweetie. The boys want to get comfortable. I’m sure you can appreciate their perfect bodies. But I never said you should be touching them. They enjoy showing their perfection, and its hot in here.” Tyler felt himself sink into the seat even more as his eyes caught the most beautiful bodies he’d ever seen. The clothes coming off definitely aroused Tyler. He had a magnificent twink body but every single line and curve, the texture of the skin, the proportions of each of these boys, was madness, it was magnificent. Even the act of just seeing them strip, slowly, with purpose, as their eyes darted back and forth to look at each other, peeking glimpses from him quickly to gauge his approval, was erotic to say the least. Jax also was unbuttoning his shirt. Tyler found it impossible to determine if anyone there had a more perfect body than the other, but Jax just left his shirt open, slowing pulling off his incredibly skinny jeans, revealing his perfectly smooth legs, just like the other boys. All of the boys were wearing the tiniest briefs he’d ever seen, in bright colors. Pink and yellow and seafoam, all adorned their hot bodies on their briefs, and Jax’s were baby blue. “There’s nothing wrong with appreciating the exceptional beauty of our bodies Tyler,” Jax stated. I love seeing my friends as their clothes fall off, its their natural state of beauty.” Tyler gulped. His hands were sweaty, this psychotic trance music felt like it was pumping his blood through his body. Every thump seemed to hit his soul. He felt uncomfortable, trying to stop his mouth from hanging wide open being surrounded by such immense beauty. “So lets see those pictures,” Jax inquired. Tyler handed Jax his phone, opened to the gallery with him and Brandon. Hundreds of pictures of the two of them flooded the gallery, pictures of them looking hot out on whatever excursion they were on, pictures of them kissing, some shirtless pictures as well. All G rated stuff overall. Tyler watched Jax’s eyes dart back and forth, his hand swiping through the listings, occasionally stopping to open a picture, enlarging it. Tyler noticed on him and his friends, the massive cocks sitting in their femboy briefs. Jax’s was growing, ever so slightly. “Hot couple,” Jax stated in his mundane voice. “And you’ve been together long?” “Yes, four years. We are going to get married” “That’s beautiful,” Jax muttered. “And you live close by?” “Not really. We live in the Concorde Apartment tower across town,” Tyler reluctantly said. “Oh,” Jax paused. “Not a safe place. Pretty trashy from my experience.” Jax’s eye developed a twinkle. “Well we both have some shit low paying jobs and it was all we could afford,” Tyler somewhat barked back. The music was overwhelming him, the scent from the boys, the growing cocks, his heart thumping, his hands sweating, all of it was consuming him. Jax smiled, slowing brushing his hand against his massive dick, just once. “Your boyfriend is quite the model,” Jax murmured, his head adjusting back and forth as he was intricately looking at the pictures on Tyler’s phone. “Sorry it aroused me a bit.” Jax handed Tyler back his phone as Tyler looked a little startled. Why was he surrounded by perfectly naked twinks and the head one, or whatever he was, was now throwing inklings about liking his boyfriend? Why did Tyler’s dick jump ever so slightly hearing that? Even the guilt of hearing another boy give his boy a compliment was massive. “Uh, so what exactly is this place?” Tyler tried to change the subject. “Did you not like my compliment towards your boy Tyler?” Jax was unphased by the feeble attempt to change the subject. “Yes it was fine. He’s incredible hot and I enjoy being the love of his life,” Tyler again snipped back. “But what is this place?” Jax relented, “Its simply a club Tyler. It’s the club. There are very few rules here. It speaks to our souls.” Tyler looked around and could start to see dozens of silhouettes of again, the most perfect twink bodies, slowly walking through the heavy smoke. In the larger area they were sitting, with the light rays refracting against the smoke, he could see some enveloped in each others arms, their mouths locked tightly. Another silhouette looked as if a boy was worshipping another, his head slowly working its way down his torso. The music was pounding within him. The dark tones were arousing him. Tyler felt his dick jump slightly again trying not to stare too long to give Jax any reason to question him. “So it’s a sex club?” Tyler meekly questioned. “Its whatever you want it to be,” Jax said in the most sultry tone he had presented yet. Tyler jumped for a second as the boys next to him had moved to their hands slowly caressing each other. They weren’t on top of each other, they were just lustfully touching, their hands somewhat intertwining, their eyes locked to their partner. “Uh, um, this is all cool and everything, but I think I’m going to go,” Tyler stated. He was getting way too uncomfortable at this point. The erotic nature of everything was pouring into him. He jolted out of his seat and started to walk down the hallway again towards the door. Jax grabbed his arm, not in a forceful way, but only to get his attention. “That door you entered through is one way only my dear,” Jax said. “There are no handles or mechanism to leave from that door.” Jax smiled, in a slightly deviant manner. Tyler froze. Was he stuck? What as about to happen? Jax had jumped up from his chair as well and was standing face to face with Tyler. “Don’t look so scared Tyler,” Jax plainly stated. He pointed across the room to another door-shaped archway. That there is the way out. It leads right out to the back parking lot. The back parking lot? They just walked at least three floors down into the earth. Tyler didn’t believe it for a second. And Jax could sense it. Jax motioned to one of the boys on the couch, who were not even phased by the minor distraction of Tyler beginning to freak out. The boys had become more engrossed in each other, their lips were on each other bodies, their tongues gently tasting each other’s perfect skin. One of them, a dark haired one with green eyes, stopped, and got up, strutting his unbelievable body across the room to the “exit” door. With no key or special mechanism, he turned the handle and opened the door. The yellow light from the parking lot flooded into the larger sitting room that they were in. Tyler could see the cars parked outside and recognized the buildings surrounding the building. Tyler was so confused. What realm of confusion was he in. His heart continued to pump with the demonic techno, the silhouettes were acting much more lustful and erratic, and turning back to look at Jax, he felt scared. His eyes met Jax’s again, the strongest most emotional and evocative connection yet. “Tyler, you may leave, at any time.” Jax said coyly. “There is the door. You are not held here.” Jax was inches from Tyler’s mouth, almost mimicking the moments earlier that night were. Jax inched even closer and Tyler could feel Jax lifting his arm, as he hadn’t let go, towards Jax’s body. Being so close to each other already, it only took a minute blink of an eye before Tyler’s hand was on Jax’s thin boney hip bone. Shockwaves shot through Tyler, immense pulses of unbelievable and indescribable pleasure vibrated through him. The music intensified, the pounding took hold of him. For a moment his gaze broke with Jax because his eyes rolled into the back of his head. The clouds in his head were monstrous. He couldn’t think whatsoever. Regaining his composure for a brief moment he realized Jax’s lips were practically brushing his, and all the boys had surrounded him. “But I hope you don’t”, Jax said bluntly. His lips connected with Tyler’s. Tyler shook, the shockwaves he felt prior were nothing. He felt helpless, but his hand moved around to Jax’s back as an attempt to pull him closer, if only for a second. The pleasure he was feeling was unbelievable, and Jax was barely kissing him. Sweat was pouring down Tyler’s face, he was shaking. He was able to regain composure and pushed Jax back. “I said I was taken!” Tyler howled at Jax. He could feel the hands of the boys beginning to touch him, yet he offered them no objection the way he offered Jax. Again Jax’s stare hit him at his core. “There is the door. You are not held here.” Jax stated bluntly again. And he waited. His finger outstretched towards the door. His stare deep into Tyler. “There is the door. You are not held here,” Jax repeated. Tyler couldn’t move. He felt hands on his hips, one had slipped up his shirt and was touching his skin. The boys were fixated upon him. His body was soaked in sweet. His heart was slamming into his chest. “There is the door. You are not held here,” Jax repeated. Tyler felt himself falling towards Jax. His lips moving towards Jax again. Jax broke the moment with a more forceful repeat. “THERE is the door. You are not held here,” Jax said forcefully. Tyler paused. He looked back at the door, now shut. He felt being groped with so much lust he couldn’t believe the sensations. “Give in,” each of the boys was whispering in the lightest sultry voices in his ear as they rotated their hands upon him and their mouths between each other as Tyler was locked in a gaze with Jax. “Make your decision Tyler,” Jax stated plainly again. His voice didn’t seem to waver minus him raising it the third time he told Tyler about the door. He was ridiculously calm. “This is your choice. That is the most beautiful part of this experience. You aren’t forced. Fall into it Tyler, or don’t, but I will not waste my time.” Tyler’s lips smashed in Jax. Hard. Their bodies collided with force. Tyler felt his shirt being unbuttoned, hands caressing new parts of his body. The boys were doing their part to slowly and erotically strip him down. He felt his phone being pulled from his pocket and his jeans fell to his tiny ankles. Kisses and tongues were felt on his neck and the small of his back. Tyler’s dick was now pulsing, pressed up against the massive rod that Jax had protruding from his body. Tyler pushed Jax’s unbuttoned shirt off his body, leaving him there in his underwear. His hands moved up and down the most beautiful body he’d ever touched. “Fuck yeah,” Jax let out in a very different tone than he had presented before. His voice was deviant, dark, sultry. His tongue was exploring every part of Tyler’s mouth. “Love me,” Jax said in an even darker tone. Tylers hands were everywhere on Jax, he couldn’t stop feeling every inch of him. “Tell me to stop Tyler”, Jax taunted. Tyler had no response. He couldn’t tell him to stop. He didn’t want him to stop. He felt Jax gently playing with his nipple piercings. The shockwaves of lust were still pulsing, so hard it felt like physical tremors throughout him. Jax moaned his name, “Tyler”, with more emotion than Jax had displayed yet. The boys had grabbed his phone and were looking through the pictures of Brandon. Their underwear was slipping off, their massive cocks disproportionate to their tiny bodies, rock hard as they looked over Brandon’s shirtless pictures. “He has a new text from Brandon,” one of them called. Tyler paused for a moment, desperate to want to respond to Brandon, whatever he had said. But then he locked eyes again with Jax. “Let the boys be your voice,” that deviant tone flooded out from Jax’s mouth. Again in a trance, Tyler just nodded and plunged his tongue back into Jax’s mouth. Jax’s hands were soaked in Tyler’s sweat. Both their bodies were shaking. “I hope you are having a wonderful time baby!” the text from Brandon said. The boy with the pure white hair and the pink cat eyes, began typing a response. The devious look on his face made the other boys surrounding him snicker in an evil manner. “Baby, I’m having a great time, but its nothing without you. All these beautiful hot guys but no one compares to my Brandon! Gawd you are tuly the best boy in the world and every moment I am away from you I know my love continues to grow deeper for you. I could truly never love anyone besides you!” The response was typed, the message was sent. The white haired twink looked up to see Brandon’s boyfriend with his head pulled back as Jax licked down the side of his neck. His 6 inch dick was leaking pre cum on to the floor. The silhouettes had emerged from the smoke, another 20 or so boys, now groping both the lovers as they transcended time and space. Tyler didn’t know who he was anymore. He had never felt so much lust in pleasure. He felt Jax walking him backward slowly until his little ass hit wet felt to be a table. Jax started to push Tyler back to lie on the table. Tyler again gained a minute amount of composure for a brief second, but succumbed only a moment later. The boys gently guides him gently on to the table. Jax’s massive 12 inch dick was now touching Tylers hold. It was sweaty, and Jax’s dick was soaked in pre cum. “Tell me to stop Tyler,” Jax said again. Jax knew it was time to begin to weave the corruption into the lust. “Tell me if Brandon makes you feel like this.” Tyler said nothing, his eyes couldn’t be seen. His asshole was so wet with the sweat and Jax’s precum. Of course he had waxed every part of his body, he was incredibly smooth. The devil music continued to shake his core. Even the droplets of sweat on his body seemed to pulse with this dark techno. “Love me Tyler,” Jax said again. Again no reaction. Tyler was in a trance. Another text came through and a few of the boys circled around to see what it said. Snickering and devious laughter ensure between them all caressing and kissing each other. “Love me Tyler,” Jax said again. Tyler could only moan. He felt the massive head of Jax’s dick begin to press into his ass. Tyler again gained composure. Looking up at Jax, he exasperatedly said, “Are you using a condom?” The darkness enveloped Jax, his smile devious, his mood content, “Baby, none of us use condoms ever. We share our DNA as is our mission to do. Mine will be swirling in you soon enough. I will be a part of you. Forever. And soon, more of me will be in you than Brandon, and he will fade away.” Jax paused as his head pushed further into Tyler. “Fade away,” he repeated. Further progress into Tylers sweet smooth hole. “Tell me to stop and I will.” A mix of intense pleasure overwhelmed Tyler, tears started to stream from his face. The white hair twink came up to him, showing what was arguably the hottest picture of Brandon on Tyler’s phone. Right in Tyler’s face. “Look at him,” the white haired twink said. Tyler didn’t respond. He was too wrapped up in bliss. The white haired twink grabbed his head roughly by his hair pulling his eyes to look at his phone. “Look at the love of your life. Look at what you are doing. Love the deception Tyler. Love it with all your heart,” the white hair twink began kissing Tyler as Jax pushed hard and deep in one motion all the way into Tyler. Jax’s smooth crotch caressed Tyler’s ass as he was as deep as possible. The white haired twink wasn’t making out with Tyler gently like Jax was. It was animalistic, tongues flinging into each other’s mouths, lust emulating from their bodies. The boys were still touching Tyler’s smooth body up and down. Tyler yelped when Jax bottomed out inside his ass. The pain was intense, but the pleasure was extreme. Jax was transforming in front of Tyler. Instead of the mundane, monotone boy that he had met, he was soaked in sweat himself, breathing heavily, losing his own composing. The lust was all consuming. Jax locked eyes with Tyler again. Tyler was under his control. “I will now fuck you in a manner that you have never been fucked before,” Jax stated plainly, but it was obviously he was filled with fire. His dick slid to the edge of Tyler’s hold and then with a massive amount of energy thrust and slammed deep into Tyler, stopping once he bottomed out again. It was an earthquake within Tyler. His bones shook with the insane force that Jax had slammed into him. He felt reverberations throughout his body over and over again. The eyes locked again. “Call me Brandon,” Jax said to him. This broke Tyler’s bliss for a moment, and he looked deeply into Jax. “I said fucking call me Brandon you fucking cheating slut,” Jax ordered. Again the dick pulled to the edge of Tyler’s ass and another explosive slam back into him. “Fucking say it Tyler!” The boys were surrounding Tyler’s head tightly, many of them begin to make out with him as wildly as the white hair twink had, and many had their lips right next to Tyler’s ears. Tyler heard so many seductive whispers from their mouths. “Cheat on him.” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “Love your infidelity towards him.” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “Enjoy the lies” (another pull out of Jax’s dick and a slam back into him) “You are descending into darkness.” (an even more explosive slam) “You’ll never want to leave this life.” (with even more power) “Think of how disappointed he would be in you.” “Oh Brandon!!!” Tyler screamed. And his scream reverberated throughout the entire dungeon club. “Yessssssssss, fucking say it!” Jax’s voice dripped in lust Kissing Jax like a wild boy, he exclaimed, “I love you Brandon” An even stronger slam deep into him. It felt like his bones were going to break with the tremors shooting through his body. “I am your FUCKING BRANDON!!!!” Jax roared. And another massive slam into Tyler’s ass. His ass had opened up significantly, he felt loose, and that turned Jax on even more. “Your infidelity is beautiful,” Jax kissed him. Jax stopped the slow pulling out and pile driving into Tyler and his thrust became rhythmic to the dark music playing. The music was maniacal, it created so much lust inside Tyler. He was pulling Jax as deep as he could. “Fuck me Brandon! Please cum inside me!” Tyler screamed again. “Oh baby, you beautiful fucking piece of trash”, Jax continued to pound. The boys were all over each other now. Sucking and fucking was erupting around Tyler. It was a glorification of unprotected sex, lust and bliss. “I am your FUCKING BRANDON!!!” Jax was roaring like a manic. Dripping sweat, he picked up his pace even more. Tylers hole was extremely loose, barely holding Jax’s big dick, which turned Jax on even more. “Give me your fucking heart!!!” Jax screamed. Tyler was soaked, stomach covered in precum. Other boys were dripping sweat on him. Jax was dripping sweat on him. He tasted its saltiness between making out with Jax. “Oh Brandon you make me feel like no one else!!!” Tyler cried. Jax began shaking violently. Throwing his head back he roared and Tyler felt the massive loads of Jax’s cum flooding him. Cum frothed off Jax’s massive dick. “You are my Brandon!!!!!!!” Tyler screamed. Tyler’s chest heaved in lust and ecstasy. He longed to become one with Jax. Jax orgasm continued, pumping extreme amounts of thick cum deep inside Tyler. Jax caught his breath and pulled out of Tyler. Gargantuan amounts of gobs of cum leaked from Tyler’s hole and the boys raced to get under it and drink it all. They were pushing shoving as cum fell into their mouths and they made out with it. Jax walked around to Tylers mouth, as he was still heaving and trying to catch his breath. “Taste your sin and infidelity on my cock. Clean your cheating ass and my cum from the new love of your life’s cock.” Tyler tasted it all, gagging profusely but like an addict trying to shove every bit of that salty dick into his mouth. He felt the boys worshipping his puckered loose hole as he worshipped the dick that made him cheat. Tyler’s dick began pulsing and shooting cum loads all over the place, as other boys raced to swallow the cum and make out with it. “Now boys, what do have, about 20 of you?” Jax inquired. “Its 12:30 and this boy needs to be home by 3AM. Breed the fuck out of him now and send this lying cheating sack of infidelity back to his so called love of his life on time!” The roar of Jax’s command resounded throughout the entire room. The white hair twink pushed through everyone and slid into Tyler’s sloppy hole. Even more gobs of cum flowed out of him, Tyler looked up at the room, his eyes meeting Jax’s. What horrors had he committed?

I was about twenty at the time, was hanging out with a bi buddy of mine jerking off. I asked him what it felt like to fuck a guy and he pulls his jeans off, and sits on my cock without any warning and just starts riding my cock. Eventually I end up shooting in his hole and the rest is history. Since then I prefer bare but will use a condom if the bottom doesn’t know his status. Really love some sloppy seconds. Another man’s cum makes the best lube.

Room 1107 I knew from the beginning he was in over his head. He had no clue what he was getting into and yet he just kept pushing for a meet. And not just any meet but a group fuck with one purpose - to knock him up. I shouldn't have agreed to fuck him, much less organize his demise. But, he looked so cute and fuckable. He had an ass that any top would want to get into, a nice toned body that could probably take a pounding for hours and a face that looked so innocent. I found out two out of the three were right, and that innocence was really naivete. Now, here he was, passed out in his hotel room after the second round with seven more viral loads in his neg ass bringing the total to twelve. I had just put the plug back in his ass after giving his hole a quick brushing to make sure that this was the day he got charged up. Tim was in the shower with Cole and I was chatting with his dad about how his son was influencing his second foray into bug breeding. They even had a little competition on who could claim the most in their first six months of being toxic. "You probably didn't need to wreck his cunt like that. I've been pretty successful just with a good fuck and letting the cum soak in" Tim's dad said. "Me too, but I want to make sure he remembers this weekend as the one where he got pozzed up and there's nothing like the ache for the next week to do it" I replied. Tim came out of the shower naked, looking extra sexy with the grin on his face and the fresh black widow spider tattoo on his left pec. He already had five hash marks under it, each denoting the guys that had succumbed to his viral seed so far. One of them was following him with a big smile of his own. Cole and Tim dressed and then the three of them left, leaving me alone with runninbkbb until the last group of guys showed up. Let me rewind a bit and explain how this little party came to be. I was surfing around as usual and spotted a buddy of mine, Jayden, online. We had met in the clinic when both of us found out we were poz. We talked a lot in those days and helped each other through the shock of finding out we were poz. Neither of us had sought out the bug, but at least for me I knew it was inevitable no matter how hard I tried to deny it. He followed the doctors orders and went on meds right away and I was the rebel. We kept in touch for a while and even fucked a few times since he would only fuck with other poz guys until he was undetectable, but then we drifted apart. I had never seen him on any of the sites but I knew from the pics it was him. I looked over his minimalist profile and noticed one thing that stood out. Instead of "undetectable", he listed his status as "Poz". I know lots of guys when they go on meds leave their status as poz, but I was surprised he would since he was such a big proponent of getting undetectable as soon as possible. When I called him on it, he responded "you're a bad influence, ya know. Ya told me a few too many stories back when we met." It seemed that his roommate kept needling him about never sharing and he finally broke down and stopped his meds about two months earlier. "Didn't tell him I stopped and we have been fucking a few times a week since the beginning of the pandemic. It was just a matter of time" he said. "Is he the only one?" I asked. "Nah, I got a couple others. I'd have a few more but this Covid thing has slowed me down getting much action" he replied. We talked a bit more and I told him my recent exploits. "Fuck, you been havin' a lot of fun" he said, pausing a bit before adding "I got this dude that's chasin' and wanted me to hook him up with a few guys to do the deed. The guys I know that are viral are all bottoms. You think you can help him out?" I laughed and told him those things rarely work out. The guys end up flaking at the last minute and you end up with some pissed off horny tops. He said he knew and that he'd have his roommate as a backup bottom. I got a message from the chaser telling me that he was going to be visiting for the weekend. He really wanted to bottom for an anon gangbang like he'd seen on a lots of porn videos. He'd take care of the hotel and some supplies to keep everyone hydrated. But, he just needed a guy to set up the tops. He didn't want anything huge, just a half dozen guys which I was able to coordinate pretty quickly. I told him I wanted a recent test that proved he was neg, he not be on prep and his understanding that his next test would probably be more positive. It didn't seem to bother him. The bottom kept messaging me and I really did expect him to flake at the last second. "If he flakes - you're hosting and I don't care who bottoms, but you better have someone, preferably neg, that is ready to get filled with charged loads" I told Jayden. Friday night I got message with the room number and told the bottom to be ready at 2pm the next day. A couple guys I lined up wanted to do it early in the afternoon, so I gave 'em 3pm. The next group was at 6pm and the last guys were at 9. I hoped that this would keep the suspicions down from the hotel staff and crossed my fingers. Things were going too smoothly so I was expecting him to ghost. Knocking on the door, I was pleasantly surprised when he opened the door right away. His pictures were surprisingly accurate, but we both stood there a moment checking each other out before he invited me into the room. I dropped my backpack on the dresser and looked around the room and then back at him. Judging by his profile name, I assumed he was a running back in high school and college and now a few years later he still had the same body. His five foot nine frame may have carried ten more pounds than his younger years, but the muscular legs and firm ass were still there. The short, cropped hair continued into the scruff that covered his pale face and surrounded his bloodshot hazel eyes. A tribal tattoo covered his upper left arm and pec. A second tattoo, a multi-color dragon, was on his right forearm. His body was devoid of any hair except his armpits and short, trimmed pubes. "You feelin OK?" I asked after we got inside and the door was closed. I pulled off the towel he had wrapped around his waist to check out what he was hiding. "Yeah, drank a few too many last night after I got here. Kinda nervous since I never done anything like this. Most was a two guys in college fuckin' me after a party when I was drunk" he said with a crackle in his voice, confirming his nervousness. "Just relax and have fun. I setup three sessions so it's never going to be a big crowd in the room here, there's not a lot of room in here anyway. Uh... you all cleaned out? We just want it to be cum n lube that make a mess, right?" I asked. "Uh, yeah. I'm good. I just finished.... Three groups? How many dudes you get?" he asked, sounding even more nervous. I smiled as I looked at him, standing there only in a jockstrap now with the straps framing his sweet looking ass. "There's a couple guys for the first round, three more for the second and then two others for the third. Plus me each round. That OK?" I asked. "Shit... yeah... I guess so. They all look like you?" he asked, the reality of the situation sinking into his hazy mind. "Nope, some younger, some older, some white, the guy you talked to originally to set this thing up. A smorgasbord. They only have a couple things in common" I replied before adding a sinister chuckle. "What's that?" he asked innocently. "They know me and they're viral. No one is shooting blanks" I replied coldly. "You got the stuff I asked for?" I then asked. He nodded and pointed first to some papers on the desk and then toward the bathroom. I quickly glanced at the test report showing no STDs, neg and Thursday's date. In the bathroom sink, I found some mediocre beer on ice and a pack of water bottles. I guessed the water would taste better. "Uh, you said you wanted it to be anonymous. How much? Just not knowing who the guys fucking you? Blindfolded? Hooded? Dark room? Head buried in the bed, ass up?" I asked as I walked back into the room. I spotted a brown bottle of poppers and a bottle of lube on the stand next to the bed. "I brought a blindfold but now I think I want to see the guys that fuck me if they're as hot as you" he answered. I chuckled at the thought, but none of the guys was going to be as hot as me. Jayden might be close but that was it. "You want us to video it or snap pics? Use my phone or yours?" I asked and I realized he hadn't thought much at all about what was going to happen other than him getting fucked by a bunch of guys. "Oh... Uh... I guess. No faces though. Use my phone" he replied, sounding a little unsure. He tapped away at the phone, turning off the screen lock. I opened my pack and pulled out a marker and tossed him a gummie wrapped in cellophane. He looked confused so I said "Edibles... CBD... Weed? It'll help you chill. And a marker to count how many loads you take." He chewed the gummie and slowly it started to hit him. We sat there and chatted a bit about his experiences and he sounded like one of those queer jocks that's buried in the closet and scared for anyone to know what kind of fucked up shit he likes to do sexually. "I like to fuck a little rough. How hard you good with?" I asked. "Rough is good. Just no bruises where people can see em, no broken bones and no choking" he said. I wasn't sure if he had some bad experiences in the past where guys got really physical with or just a wild imagination. While I didn't mind infecting guys with a potentially lethal bug, I wasn't into beating my bottoms bloody so we were on the same wavelength. "Take a couple hits of poppers" I said, wanting him to be ready to go as soon as the first guys got there. ***Round 1*** My phone buzzed and I saw the message "downstairs" from one of the first guys. I'd known Will a long time. He got pozzed shortly after I did and I knew he would stop his meds when he felt the urge to knock a few guys up. He wasn't the hottest guy around, far from it actually, but he had nine uncut inches that loved to wreck guy's holes. "Perfect timing. I can squeeze one more guy in before I start meds again" he said when I messaged him about the party. When there was a knock on the door, my phone buzzed again and number two was here and on his way up. Will stood there as the door closed looking just like the last time I saw him at the bathhouse. He was about six foot, with blond/reddish hair. The mask covered the scar he got from a bar fight, about the only distinctive feature on his plain, forgettable face. His pale complexion showed off his Irish roots and he had a few extra pounds on him but that just added to the "average" look he had. We were ready for the fun to begin. "The other guy is almost here, no sense in wasting time" I told Will who was already half naked. Before there was a knock on the door, Will was lubed and shoving his cock into runninbkbb unmercifully. "FUCK!" the bottom groaned out and Will ignored him. Will never really cared about his bottoms, he just fucked them as hard as he needed to to get off. Another grunt came out of the bottom as I opened the door and I hoped no one heard what was going on in the room. "Glad you could make it. You said it was time to look for another" I said to the artist. "Thanks. You sure were right about sharing my seed. Pizza dude is done and the Golden Dragon is goin' to need a new delivery driver too" he replied, watching Will pound the bottom guy. Almost immediately he started to pull the loose fitting tee and sweatpants off. His boxers came off with his sweats and he stood there naked and already getting hard. It was almost seven inches of thin manhood when hard and he kept slowly stroking it to keep it that way while he watched Will open up the bottom guy. I grabbed the guy's phone and started videoing the pounding he was getting. Will and the artist kept silent while I captured the first cock of the day plowing the bottom's doomed hole. He was the only one making noise - a mixture of grunts and groans. Looking at the nightstand, the lube was still there so Will must have gone in with just some spit or maybe even dry. Being the nice guy that I am, I picked up the poppers and put them in the bottom's hand. It took only a few seconds before he was huffing away on them. Will checked to make sure I was done filming and then gave a couple hard slaps to each butt cheek before growling out "Squeeze that pussy, slut!" A minute later "Yeah... just like that" he groaned so the bottom must have done as he was told. Will picked up the pace and was drilling faster and harder and I thought he might be close. He kept going for another five or six minutes and then just slammed in and froze. "Take that fuckin poz seed, chaser" Will yelled out as I watched his butt clench with each shot of cum. He stood there another minute or so and pulled his spent cock out and backed away. I walked up and added a mark to the bottom's back. The artist was eager for his chance and once Will gave him room he was sliding his bare cock into the bottom's battered hole. He was a little longer than Will, but not as thick. I don't think the bottom guy was quite ready to feel another guy inside him, but other than an "Oh FUCK!" he just took it. I hadn't talked to the artist about his two victims, whether they knew his status or not, or even if he just topped or flipped with them. This might have been the first bottom that knew he was charged up. For someone that claimed to have not topped for a few years until I pozzed him up, he looked quite comfortable in the role. Will had stretched the bottom out and the artist had no problem stuffing his hard cock inside. It was surprising to see how much stamina the artist had fucking him. His skinny body didn't look to be up to the task of a long, hard fuck. I was expecting a quick three or five minute pump and dump, but he kept going. The bottom grunted "harder" and the artist just laughed. "Careful what you ask for" he said and ticked the intensity up a few notches. He fucked that way for a few minutes and when the bottom wasn't complaining, he ticked it up a few more. The sound of the two bodies slamming together echoed off the walls and finally I could hear the bottom start to whimper. A few more minutes and he finally started to beg for the artist to ease up. "No fuckin' way. You said you wanted it harder..." the artist grunted between thrusts. I could tell from his actions though, he was hitting his limit. The last few thrusts were accompanied by a loud groan before he planted his cock in and his body shook. Some guys are almost motionless when they cum, others are very animated and the artist was in the latter group. I had video'd some of his fuck and I was right there with the phone when he pulled out. The gape wasn't huge, but it stayed there for a long time before starting to close. The bottom's hole was definitely looking used and cum was leaking out until Will shoved his dick back in. "Oh god!" the bottom cried out as Will picked up where he left off. He looked like he was trying to fuck harder than the artist did and to me he came close. Ten minutes later though and he rooted himself and dumped several more spurts of toxin into the bottom guy. I got a few good shots of Will forcing some cum out as he fucked but it was time for me to stop being the cameraman and start fucking the bottom. Will took the phone from me and smiled as I lined my dick up. His hole was nicely opened up and I sank my dick into the cummy oriface. My dick was the thickest so far and judging from the groan coming from the bottom, he felt it. I didn't want to be gentle, he already had two guys stretch him out and our mission was to have a bug or two swimming through his veins by the end of the day, so the harder the better. Abuse that hole was the order of the day. I wasn't a total dick, though. Once my cock sank all the way in, I paused a few moments for him to catch his breath before pulling back out, leaving the exposed head of my cock on his bruised hole. He seemed surprised when I slammed in, balls deep, screaming into the bed. I felt his sphincter spasm around my shaft, trying to expel the invader, but I wasn't going to stop now. No sooner was I all the way in and I was dragging my cock back out. I didn't pull out the second time, for now I would be driving long strokes in and out of his tender hole. The screaming died down and was now a grunt every thrust or two. Will had fucked hard, the artist fucked a little harder but I was going to make sure he felt my bigger dick for days. The thing that is different about these type of group fucks is that we all wanted to abuse the neg bottom's hole to make sure that the bug can get into his blood. Regular gangbangs its more about dumping your load in the bottom and then letting the next guy in. There's no guarantee that a rough fuck will infect the guy, but it sure seemed to help with most of the guys I've pozzed. I drilled his ass for about ten minutes and looked back and saw the artist on his knees sucking Will's cock, his long slender fingers gripping Will's butt cheeks tightly. I yanked my cock all the way out and looked at the gaping hole. The ring was an angry red, the white froth covering the tender tissue inside from the three loads that were already deposited was clearly visible and a loud whimper from an empty bottom beckoned my cock back inside. I shoved my dick in hard, ground my hips on his ass and then jackhammered his ass. Only a minute later, the frenzy ended and my cock was shooting more viral spurts of cum into his battered chute. Will was standing next to me when my orgasm ended and it was obvious he wanted to go again. I slapped the bottom's ass and slid my cock out. It was only a couple seconds between my cock coming out and his going in but the bottom still whimpered loudly. Will fucked like he did the first round but it took a lot less time for him to dump his load. The artist's blowjob must have gotten him close. I got to experience it several seconds later when the artist's tongue was lapping at my cock, licking up as much cum and ass juice as he could find. Cock, balls, groin, pubes and thighs all got cleaned with his eager tongue. Will grunted a few times before he came and the artist looked up at me apologetically. I had to chuckle, he was torn between sucking a cum covered cock and fucking the bottom again, but he knew what his duty was today. The blowjobs were just a bonus. This time, he lasted longer than Will's last turn before grabbing the bottom's shoulders and planting himself as deep as he could get before pumping another load of charged juice into the bottom. I heard the door close as Will left just as the artist gave a few hard slaps to the bottom and pulled out. I dug into my backpack and pulled out a fresh toothbrush and turned it between my fingers. "You empty?" I asked. The artist gave a short laugh and replied "Yeah, need a few hours to recharge these balls. I'd love to stay but I have to go talk to a guy about a painting he wants done. Uh, gimme a call sometime. This was fun." I walked over to the bed and spread the bottom's ass cheeks apart with one hand and pushed the toothbrush in. "What ya doin?" the artist asked as he pulled his sweats and shirt on. I sneered back at him, saying "Just workin the cum in. I want to make sure it sticks." The bottom had buried his face into the bed and began to scream. In and out, twist, in and out, twist around again. I looked and the artist stood there mesmerized. I pulled the brush out and the bristles were covered in pink ooze. "You're one twisted fuck. You never did that to me and I got knocked up. Isn't a bunch of loads from several guys enough?" the artist asked. "As I said, just makin' sure his neg days are numbered" I replied to the artist. I saw him rubbing his crotch and knew he was turned on. I stood up and went to the bathroom and rinsed the brush off in the bathtub faucet. When I came back, the artist was fingering the guy's hole. He pulled it out and looked closely at it and gave a quick lick to his fingertip. "He's totally fucked, man" the artist said, followed by a big grin. He put his mask back on and headed to the door, giving me an elbow tap on the way. I had to chuckle, we just shared a guy's ass, coating each other's cocks in each other's semen and he sucked my cum covered cock, yet he gave me a covid handshake.

that's a rare feeling for most ppl to feel ur being used as nothing but a fleshlite it. is. awesome.

Its obviously the top using abusing enjoying and unloading in my hole. And then feel cum running down my balls and legs

Welcome them with open legs 😛

love2struggle: Funny that you've had chlamydia 3 x in a year whereas I get gono instead. gono 5 x in 20 months is my record.

I say go for it man! It would look hot! I don't know the name of this bottom....but he has one fucking sexy hole! Tats can make almost anything look hotter!

Hey Guys - Thanks for the nice comments. Here's part three. As you can tell from my stories, I like it verbal. If anyone's into getting off on the phone, send me a message and let's hook it up. RR MAC MEN 3: GYM BAGGIN’ (THE SHUDDER CHRONICLES CONTINUES) We lie there together on the spooge-stained mattress for a while, then untangle ourselves and reluctantly slip back into our clothes. Before I leave the building, I turn around and look at the empty space and imagine it full of sweaty, primal man-fuckers. The thought of it makes me throb, even after I’ve dumped a huge load. Angel walks me out to the parking lot. “If you want some special gear to wear to the party, I can go with you to shop for it,” he says. “Like what?” “Chaps, a harness, a jock, some briefs with no ass, whatever you want,” he explains. “I get a discount. I have a friend who works at a place.” “A friend?” I say, cocking an eyebrow. “Yeah, a friend,” he says, “like you and I are friends. We hang out, we have fun, we swap things…stories…recipes…spunk.” “Let’s go in a couple of days,” I say. “I might not be able to walk tomorrow.” “I’m going to take that as a compliment,” smirks Angel. “Hold on, I got something in my car I want to give to you.” As Angel runs to his car, it notice the denim around his asscrack is darker than the fabric surrounding it. Could that be my fuckload? Is my manseed slowly leaking out of him? “Here,” he says, handing me a CD with no label. “What’s this?” “You’re probably going to want to work out extra hard before Shudder, not that you’re body’s not hot as fuck as it is. This is to help inspire you. Load it into your iPod and listen to it as you work out,” he advises me. “You probably won’t want to play it at any children’s birthday parties.” “Got it,” I say. “And don’t—I repeat, don’t--play it in your car on the way home,” he says. “I want you to be in a gym full of sweaty, pumped muscle fuckers when you hear it for the first time.” Angel laughs, imagining the moment. “Then text and tell me about it.” With that, he pushes me against my car and kisses me. I can still taste cum on his lips. “You did good today, Randy,” he says sweetly. “I can see it in your eyes. You’ve changed; there’s a confidence there, a kind of power. I’m proud of you.” “Thank you,” I say. I’m proud of me, too, because I’m not just dreaming it now. I’m living it. On the drive home, I get stuck behind an accident but I’m too blissfully worn out to care. To pass the time, I let some globs of cum seep out of my ass, reach into my sweats from the front, scoop it up and bring it to my lips. Each time I do this, my cock’s a little harder as my hand grazes past it. If other drivers notice, I don’t fucking care. The next morning, I wake up and for a few minutes, I wonder if everything that happened yesterday—the warehouse, the mattress, the marathon flip-fuck cum-swap with Angel—was just a dirty dream. But when I rise to walk to the bathroom, the sweet, hard-earned ache in my asshole says to me, “It happened, Randy. You fucking did it. It’s real.” I dress for the gym in a royal blue fitted Nike dry-fit tank and black nylon shorts that are cut a bit high to show off my cycler’s quads. I consider going commando but after what Angel said about the CD, I’m a little afraid not to. I load the disc Angel gave me into my Powerbook, that trusty, gleaming gadget that led me to my debauched destiny. The CD has ten tracks on it: 1) Where Do You Think I Want You to Shoot It? 2) Drop It Deep 3) Fuel Injected 4) Overflow / Lick It Up 5) Snowballer’s Chance in Hell 6) (Riding in on a) Carpet of Cum 7) How Many So Far? 8) Churn 9) Second Ring of Heaven 10) Deep Seeded Need I fight the temptation to listen and just transfer the tracks to my iPhone. I drive to the gym, check in and put my bag in a locker. I slip my earbuds in, check my appearance in the mirror—I look good. There’s a swagger there, I didn’t have before. From the back, I see my hard-earned V leading down to my glutes, which seem extra perky today. Could my butt be more toned from one breeding? I step onto the treadmill and lift my right foot on the sidebar, to stretch my hamstring before I jog my two-mile warm up. This stretch is another not-so-gentle reminder that my asshole is still deliciously sore from Angel. I press ‘Play,’ and wait. A warm synth pad fills my ears, then a tribal drumbeat kicks in on top of it. I’m thinking ‘Big deal, this is just a typical dance track,’ but then the vocal track kicks in. We’re not talking Rihanna or Ke$ha or some other dance diva of the moment. These vocals are pure testosterone. It’s men; full-throated, deep-voiced men, who were clearly recorded while in the act of fucking or getting fucked…or maybe fucking and getting fucked. My cock gets rockhard in my jock. It’s all so fucking loud and vulgar and hot that I quickly scan the gym floor to make sure know one else can hear it, that this is my little secret. I switch legs and keep listening to the cacophony of grunts and groans and moans and sighs, all artfully edited and looped together to form rhythm patterns and even melodies. Occasionally a word or phrase will pop out, like, “In me, fucker, in me,” “Breed it, baby,” or “Where do you think I want you to shoot it?” which is the title of this particular track. “What the fuck is on this CD?” I text Angel. I’m into my second mile, my cock so hard in my jock it hurts, when Angel texts me back. ‘Actual audio from Shudder parties.’ I imagine some hot teamster type running around the warehouse with a boom mic and a leaking dick hanging out of his cargo pants. ‘Genius,’ I text back. ‘Who put it together?’ ‘Oscar.’ ‘Who?’ ‘Bred me on cam for you.’ ‘Oh. Man of many talents.’ Have you gotten to ‘How Many So Far?’ It’s like Beyonce’s countdown song, but w/ loads. LOL.’ ‘Dick too hard to run. Hope you’re happy.’ I get off the treadmill and head to the free weight area. My dick stays rock hard through my workout as the hits just keep on coming. “Flood me, fucker, flood me. I feel it, I feel it shooting. Beg for it, boy. Beg. For. Seed.” Between sets of curls, I reach into my shorts and adjust my dick, so it’s pointing diagonally up. The leaking head is nearly popping out but it’s much more comfortable than the previous position. A track or two later--as robotic stud voice says, “Sperm Me,” over and over in my ears--I’m doing lat pulldowns when a tattooed Polynesian hunk in head-to-toe Underarmour flashes me a smile. I’ve seen this stud here before but never interacting with him. He’s an avid swimmer and I’ve often enjoyed watching him get out of the pool in his old school blue Adidas Speedo and strut those granite butt cheeks to the locker room but he’s always struck me as straight or unavailable. But that wasn’t a very straight smile. Sperm me sperm me sperm me sperm me. “What are you listening to?” he asks, between tricep push-downs. “You seem like you’re in another world.” “Is it that obvious?” I say. He nods. “It’s a hot mix of some sexy dance tracks a friend of mine put together. Very unique, one-of-a-kind kind of stuff.” “You know Oscar,” he says, with a grin. He tilts his head down and stares into my eyes, while his bulging tris contract and release. Oh shit, I think, we’re gonna fuck. I know it…right then. It’s fucking on. I’m going to be one of those guys I’ve always heard about and envied, those guys who fuck and breed at the gym. Who knows? I may have to start allotting extra time into my workouts for buttfucking. I’m sure this kind of thing happens to Angel and his posse all the time, but it’s excitingly novel to me. A hungry smile, a loaded look and few carefully selected words are uttered and bam, it’s fucktime. “Well, actually, I haven’t met Oscar, face to face,” I say, straddling the bench for another set of pull-downs, “but a friend of mine is a good friend of his so you know…” “There’s some kind of DNA connection there,” he says. “Bingo,” I say. When I stand up from the bench, I feel cool air on my cockhead but I’m not sure if it’s real and my dick’s popping out or in my mind because I’m so boned. I’m afraid to look so I just walk over to the guy and offer him my gloved hand. “I’m Randy,” I say. “Bryan,” he says, taking my hand in his and giving it a long leather-to-leather squeeze, “with a Y.” “You’ve heard Oscar’s mixes, I take it?” “Actually, no,” says Bryan. “But I’ve heard of Oscar’s mixes. I’ve always wanted to check them out.” “Come do crunches with me in the aerobics studio. You can have one earbud, I’ll have the other.” “God, that’s so intimate,” he says, with a laugh. “I know,” I say. We walk together to the aerobics room and sit on the floor facing the mirror. I put one earbud up to his right ear. “I’m going in, okay?” I whisper. “Please,” he says. I insert his earbud, then put the other in my left ear. “We have to stay close together,” I say. “Okay,” he says. I scroll through the titles I haven’t heard yet and pick “Churn.” Side by side, Bryan and I do work our ab muscles and listen to a slow burn of a jam, like if Sade had a cock. It features a recurring sample of what sounds like a wet, sloppy used asshole getting reamed for the umpteenth time. That’s probably exactly what that is. Turned on beyond words, we pour our libidos into our workouts and try to out sweat each other, matching each crunch to the beat as the track reaches it’s bellowing climax with a chorus of deep-voiced studs chanting, “Seed him! Seed him! Seed him! Seed him! Seed him! Seed him!” and then a lucking top groaning, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuucckkk!” We fall back onto our backs and look up at the ceiling, which has a mirror on it that I’ve never noticed before. “Oh my God,” I gasp. “I think I was actually at that party,” remarks Bryan. “I think I was was one of the chanting guys. I don’t know whether I should sue or be flattered.” My eyes are glued to Bryan’s crotch in the mirror. His Underarmour tights look like they’re about to burst. Fuck, he’s packing. He does a series of small pelvic pumps, like a jackhammer then turns his head to face me. “Go move that curtain to the right,” he says, gesturing with his dimpled chin to a long piece of fabric that covers one of the side walls. “I would but I can’t get up. You know why.” “You think I can?” I ask. “At least you have regular shorts,” he says. “If I stand up, I could be arrested for public indecency.” I jump up and pull the curtain to reveal a door I’d never known was there. “See if it’s open,” he says. I do and it is. I look inside and discover a storeroom used for yoga mats, blocks, steps, etc. I look back and raise my eyebrows. “There’s a class in here in ten minutes,” he says. “If we go in, we can’t come out for at least an hour.” I think about the conference call I have for work in 45 minutes. Screw it. “I don’t have anywhere to be,” I say. “Except in those tights.” In one fluid movement, Bryan rises and darts into the storeroom, pulling me in with him and closing the door behind us. “Come over here,” he says, leading me to the corner where two stacks of plastic, shoulder-height step-aerobics steps form a barricade between the back wall and the door we entered through. He pulls me behind them, brings us both down to our knees and smiles. “Hey, fucker.” “Hey,” I say. “But what if the next class is a step class and they take our wall away?” “It’s yoga.” “You really know all the ins and outs around here,” I remark. “I used to teach spinning here,” he says. “Explains the ass,” I say. I reach around and put my hand on his Spandex covered ass. He gently moves it up to his lower back. “Just kiss me for a while,” he says. “Only kiss.” “Why?” I ask. “You’ll see.” Just then, the door opens and I hear the voice of two women; one I assume to be the instructor and the other, a student. They make small talk and grab mats from the stack that’s just in front of our wall of steps. All the while, Bryan and I kiss soft and gentle, not noisy, for obvious reasons. More yogis come in and grab mats. More kissing, our crotch bulges gently brushing against each other, back and forth. Finally, some New Age-y music kicks in and we hear the class start. Bryan pulls my shorts and jock down. My raging hard-on pops up and smacks my stomach. Just then, the door opens again. We duck down and freeze. A last-minute student grabs a mat, runs out and closes the door behind her. “Fucking latecomers,” I whisper. Bryan looks down at my rock hard cock. He taps his index finger on my leaking dickhead, then pulls it to his mouth. It connects in one long strand then snaps. He kisses me and I can taste my pre-cum. He pulls my shorts back up but pulls my dick off to the side of my jock then stands back to look at me. “I have a gym gear fetish,” he whispers, “and I’ve been wondering what your pretty cock would look like up against that silky nylon with no jock. Fuck, that’s nice,” he says. “Take a picture, it lasts longer,” I say, willing my dick to bob up and down in my shorts. “Fine,” Bryan says, before grabbing my iPhone, snapping a few pics of me with my gym shorts hard-on, and a few with my cock fully out. “My face showing?” “Yeah,” he says. “That a problem?” I’ve taken naked pictures of myself before, a few, but never with the face showing. “It’s not a problem,” I say. “True breeding fuckstuds are totally unapologetic,” I remember Angel saying to me yesterday during the afterglow on that cum-matted mattress. “They don’t care if people think they’re reckless whores because they know that deep down inside, everyone wishes that they could be that kind of free.” Bryan puts my iPhone down and goes down on my knob in one gulp. I stifle a moan. The yoga music isn’t nearly loud enough to drown out the kind of sounds I want to make. Bryan pulls his head off my cock, stands up and kisses me, deep and wet. I turn him around and grind my cock against his nylon-clad ass, caressing those pumped pecs beneath that skintight red Underarmour shirt. Fuck, they feel hot. I start to inch my hand around his waist to feel his amazing bulge. I touch cock way before I’m expecting to as it’s snaking halfway around his waist like a belt. “Holy shit,” I say. “Shhhh,” he says, laughing. When I crouch down to inspect his ass, I feel the soreness of my own ass. God, that’s incredible, experiencing a physical reminder of a recent red-hot fuckfest just as you’re about to embark on another one. I realize in that moment that life is about fucking--breeding and getting bred--and everything else that happens to us is just window dressing. I rub my hands all over his glorious nylon clad ass, then peel his tights down to reveal his rock hard globes. I spread them apart with my hands, then dive right onto his hole, tongue first. God, he tastes good, clean and warm and sweaty. I can tell me wants to shout all manner of indecencies at me, but instead he just breathes. I stand up and press my fuckstick into his crack. “I want in,” I breathe, then think, ‘Angel would be soooo proud of me.’ “I want you in,” he replies. “Give me a sec.” He skitters across the room, tights around his knees to the First Aid kit on the wall, digs behind a box of Band-Aids and produces a small tube of Wet. “From when I used to work here,” he explains. “It’s kind of old but who cares?” “Not me,” I say. Bryan gets my dick ready, being mindful not to use up all the lube. I’m guessing he wants us to flip but damn, my ass is sore. He removes the top few rows of steps so he can lay flat on the stack. I aim my cock at his sweet ass, touch the tip to his hole, then pause. “Hold on,” I say. “Were there any rubbers stashed in there?” “I didn’t see any,” he says, with a boyish shrug. “Oh well,” I say, then go balls deep in one long, slow stroke. Bryan lets out the loudest sound either of us has made since we entered the room, but it’s still not loud enough to be heard over the Enya playing in the next room. At least, I hope it’s not. It doesn’t take him long to get used to my dick. After a few slow strokes in and out, I bury it all the way in then slowly wiggle my hips back and forth, exploring every inch of his fuck chute. “God, you feel good,” he whispers. “Pound me.” I do just that, in long deliberate strokes, building up steam and then pulling back when I feel my balls start to pull up. Then when the need to seed dies down, I go back at it. I’m honing my skills with every fuck, I think. The mix of having control during sex and losing control during sex, the dance of that, is incredibly exciting to me. I want to be the kind of fucker who can masterfully take a partner and myself to the edge and over it—conscious of every stroke and caress—and also someone who is constantly surprised by new sensations and savage mindfucks. I want to develop mad-skills as a cocksman and still get get taken to other worlds by a great fuck. After a solid few minutes of pounding, Bryan stands up, arches back and whispers, “You’re about to fuck the cum out of me and all over this equipment.” “And the problem with that is?” I whisper back. “It’s not where I want it to go,” he says. He wants to breed me, too. I had a feeling he wanted to. That’s what I want, too. My ass is still so tender from yesterday but man, this stud is beautiful and I really want his fuckload. Besides, when I recount this story to Angel and say, “Yeah, he wanted to breed me, too, but then I pussied out,” it would not go over well at all. “I was hoping you’d say that,” I say, pushing in balls deep again. “So take your hands off your cock so you don’t shoot. I’m going to pound till I breed and then you’re going to knock me up, too.” “Do it,” he says, laying his sweaty, humpy pecs down on the steps. Bam, bam, bam, bam. The only sounds in the room are the slapping of my churning balls on his ass, our breathing and the Middle-Eastern flavored music coming from the class outside. Bam, bam, bam, bam. I feel my nut coming on…less than ten bams from now. Oh, fuck, make that five. “Take it,” I say, so faintly that I’m not sure Bryan can even hear me. “Take my flood of cum.” I collapse down on top of his back, our sweat soaked nylon tops rubbing together. “It felt like about seven jets,” I whisper to Bryan, my mouth right next to his ear. “How many did you feel?” He turns his head so we’re nose to nose, looking into each other’s eyes. “Fifty,” he says. “Now it’s your turn.” “I want to on my back,” I say. “I want to look up at your hot chest…your sexy fucking face.” “Well, there’s one mat left,” he remarks. “How convenient.” I pull off my shorts and jock, lie down on the last yoga mat and lift my legs in the air. Bryan pulls the front of his tight tank over his head, so it’s stretched across his broad shoulders. His small brown nipples jut out from the mountains of his pecs. God, what a man. He pulls his tights up, so his cock is out but his ass is covered in spandex and looks down at me. “We got fifteen minutes, tops,” he says. “You want me to eat you or just fuck?” “Just fuck,” I say. “I think that’s for the best,” he says. “I just got back from a trip with my sister, where we shared a room. No privacy. I haven’t unloaded in a week.” “Oh fuck,” I sigh, imagining the monster load I’m going to be walking out of here with. Bryan grabs my iPhone, tosses one earbud at my face and puts the other in his ear. “We might not be able to be loud,” he whispers, “but they can.” I stick my ear bud in. He places the phone on my abs and presses play. The final 10-minutes track of Oscar’s megamix kicks in: “Deep Seeded Need” just as Bryan shoves his cock in me. A stud growling, “Seed me, I need it,” in a gravelly voice is sampled and replayed over and over. It becomes like a mantra as Bryan fucks me, carefully to never pull too far away so as not to disconnect us from the music. He leans down and shoves his tongue in my throat as the track builds. Seed me, I need it. Seed me, I need it. Seed me, I need it. When a fucker on the track warns, “You’re gonna get it, boy!” Bryan pulls back, nods he head up and down frantically, then hammers his 7-day jizzload straight into my guts, every rope seeming to spray out on the downbeat. A warmth spreads all over my insides, but I’m not sure if it’s literal or just in my mind. I’ve read other barebackers online describing the “jizzjoy” that comes with being a breeding hole. Now I know what they’re talking about. Bryan’s cum-shudder seems to go on for minutes. If we had fifteen minutes for that fuck, it’s like he knew to a lot five for his orgasm. While watching him twitch and convulse, I understand something else about the Shudder philosophy. The men of this tribe know how to truly savor the breed. They make a show of it for whoever’s lucking enough to be on the receiving end of your load or in the room cheering you on or on the other end of that webcam with their own spurting dick in their hand. The party’s called Shudder so if you want to cum quietly, without making a spectacle of yourself, well, you’ve got the wrong party. The feeling of Bryan’s cummy cock snaking out of me is pure fucking heaven. Cumscent permeates the room. I could smell my load when I was getting fucked, but I thought it might have just been in my mind, part of the whole fuck frenzy. Now that we’ve both inseminated and we’re back on earth, the smell is undeniable. “Smells like fuckloads,” Bryan says, taking a big, sweet whiff. “Yeah,” I say. “About fifty of them.” At the same time, we both realize that it’s gone silent in the yoga room. “Oh no,” I whisper. Then we hear a chorus of “Namastes” followed by some light applause for the teacher. “Shit,” Bryan says. His cock bounces against his thighs leaving cum streaks as we scramble to get the steps stacked back up and then disappear behind them. The door opens just as we duck down. The class members stream in to dump their yoga mats. I notice a cum drop catch the light on our fuckmat just before the first class member’s mat plops down on top of it. I’m relieved it doesn’t make a squelching sound. As Bryan and I wait for the parade of yogis to end, we finger each other’s cum-slick assholes, lick our fingers, kiss each other and wallow in our own cumneed. “That class was really special for some reason,” one of the students says to the teacher. “There was a connectedness to it, a real fluidity.” ‘We’ve got your fluidity right here,’ I think to myself and smile at Bryan. “Thanks, Tami,” says the teacher, before shutting off the light. The last thing she says before shutting the door and leaving the studio is, “Does it smell like bleach in here to you?” Bryan and I cover each other’s cum-slick mouths to keep from cracking up. I lean back on the wall just so I can watch him pull all that Lycra back over himself. He’s not the only one with a gym gear fetish. I’m sure his cockhead is going to leave a cumstain on the front of his tights. Bryan knows that, too, and he doesn’t care. The pride, the exhibitionism, the flaunting of one’s sexual needs and desires is something that sets the Shudder crowd apart. They just fucking own it. I’m sure if the DMV let them, they’d all have customized license plates: “SPUNKSWAP,” “CUMMMMNME,” “JIZZTKR, “NVRWRAP’D.” And I’m on my way to being one of them. TO BE CONTINUED