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Hey fellas, I’m Tyler and I’d like to take you on a journey. My journey. A journey of naivety, acceptance, discovery and ultimately, depravity. I suppose you’d like to know a little about me? Well, I was 21 years old when all this began a few years ago – I’d only ever had one boyfriend, but had been single for a while. I discovered early on that I was a bottom, I loved everything about it – loved giving myself over to the guy pounding me. Even though I’d only had one relationship, I considered myself to be pretty experienced sexually. Boy was I wrong, I knew nothing as it turned out. My ex was great in bed, sweet 8 inch, thick cock that he’d slide into me raw, always leaving my guts overflowing with cum. Since breaking up with him I had met a few different guys on Grindr or Scruff, but I’d insisted on using condoms, as in my head this was what I was meant to do when no longer in a relationship. I left these encounters feeling as though there was something missing, I just wasn’t satisfied with the sex. Ultimately I realised it was because I wasn’t taking their loads inside me. This realisation scared me, as I wasn’t on PrEP and knew the risks. Like all guys, I loved porn and of course I’d mainly watched bareback porn. I knew what a biohazard or scorpion tattoo meant, I’d heard guys say things about their loads being toxic or dirty, or ‘you’ll remember this fuck forever’. I’d quite enjoyed this type of porn, but for me it was just porn and nothing more, it didn’t add anything to my jerk off session that regular bareback porn couldn’t give me. I’d started chatting to a guy called Tommy on Grindr – he was very quick to compliment me on my toned swimmers build, blonde hair, blue eyes and firm little arse. Personally I think I just look like your typical Aussie guy. After a few attempts to hook up, we finally managed to get a time that suited us both, so he came over to mine one Friday night. I was really looking forward to it. Tommy was stunning, 25 years old, very tall with nice muscles under his fitted t-shirt, 9 inch cock that was leaking heaps in all the pics he sent me. He had already told me that he’d prefer to fuck bareback, but would use a condom if I wanted him to. I had already decided before he arrived that I wanted to scan his body for a biohazard or scorpion tatt before I let him fuck me, no tattoo = no condom. I just assumed that all positive guys had one of those tattoos. We started kissing as soon as I opened the door, he was so hot and we didn’t hesitate to get undressed. His body was amazing, pecs, six pack, perfect V and of course that massive cock and not a tattoo insight – I was in heat knowing I’d be taking his load. I instantly dropped to my knees to worship his dick, sucking him like I hadn’t sucked a cock in a year, plenty of slurping noises and that delicious salty taste of his precum swirling in my mouth. While working over his cock I felt his fingers start to probe my arse, causing me to raise my arse higher so he could really get in there. After a few minutes of this he grabbed me under my arms, lifting me, kissing me and turning me around. Getting on all fours I presented my hole to him while reaching for some lube on the bedside table. I applied a generous amount of lube on my hole and his cock before I guided the tip of his magnificent 9 inch cock to my hole, no words were needed, I’d clearly given him permission to fuck me raw, and damn did I need a load in me, it’s been far too long. He didn’t skip a beat, gently applying pressure until my hole gave way to his thick cock, allowing him to slide inside me fully in one continuous, but controlled movement. Oh my, what a sensation as he picked up speed, I was in heaven. Tommy worked my hole over so damn well, I was squealing in delight. He fucked my hole for a good 20 minutes, there was a white froth leaking from my hole and clinging to the full length of his marvellous cock as he pushed in and pulled out, all caused by his cock leaking precum like a tap inside me, I was wet, real wet, and I loved every second of this incredible fuck. He leant down behind me, still fucking me, he started to nibble on my ear from behind me, then whispering that he was about to breed me. Just hearing those words triggered my orgasm, soon enough cum was shooting from my cock onto the sheets below me, my hole simultaneously clamping down on his cock as he fucked me. I hear him yell behind me ‘here comes my load kiddo’, as his cock started throbbing inside me. He collapsed on my back a short time later, trying to catch his breath, his cock still pulsing inside me. In that moment I felt complete, this was everything I wanted from a fuck, everything I missed in my most recent sexual encounters. It was confirmed, I was a cumdump; sex just wasn’t the same without being loaded up. He gently pulled his cock from my hole, cum leaking all over the place, fuck it felt amazing. We cuddled each other, talking and kissing as he fingered his load back into my hole, with it gaping after the fucking it had just received and I was living for it. It was so sensual, I just couldn’t help myself, I needed another load in me and asked Tommy if he could breed me again. He got this devilish smile across his cute face, I was smitten. This time Tommy positioned me on my back with my legs wrapped around him, I loved being able to stare into his eyes has he lined up his cock with my gaping hole. It wasn’t long before he was pushing his entire length into me. As he did this he said he’ll probably cum faster the second time around. I of course said fuck yeah, breed me whenever you’re ready. I was infatuated with his body as he fucked me, being able to see all his muscles flex as he pounded me was truly amazing. I started to tweak his nipples and grab his pecs as he fucked me, they felt amazing. I reached up, gently touching his face with my right hand only to find my touch had left a mark on his face. Confused, I looked at my hand to see there was something on it, but what? I looked up at Tommy, him smirking as he continued driving his cock in and out of my hole. I looked at his left pec again to see a shadow, I rubbed it, removing what looked like concealer. He bent down and started kissing me as he fucked me, when he lifted himself up he said ‘why don’t you rub it all off’? So I did and it wasn’t long before I was able to make out a biohazard tattoo under the make-up. I have no idea what expression I had on my face, but my cock took over and started erupting between us, spraying cum all over my chest and face. Tommy then picked up speed fucking me, becoming more vocal with me. There was no whispering now, he now sounded like those porn movies I had seen. (Tommy): Yeah you like that tattoo Tyler, I can see you know what it means and your involuntary orgasm tells me all I need to know right now. You want another poz load deep in your guts don’t you kiddo? I couldn’t hide it, I screamed at the top of my lungs, fuck yes, breed me with your poz cock, I need it, you own me, you own all of me, poz me Tommy. And with that, Tommy planted a kiss on my lips as he drenched my insides with another poz load. I thought I was in heaven after the first load, I was wrong. Now knowing he is positive made this load infinitely better. He stayed inside me as he cuddled me, my legs still wrapped around his back, looking me deeply in the eyes and asking if I was okay. To which I replied, you have no idea, with a massive smile on my face. I have so many questions Tommy, but for now I just want to enjoy this moment.

Before I get into chapter two, I’d just like to thank those of you that have liked/reacted to this story – content creators on this site do appreciate this. For me in particular, I use it to gauge whether the story is worth continuing. I also want to acknowledge the fact that several people have reached out asking if this is based on personal experience or that of a friends. Very sorry to say this is a work of fiction. I began to wake up, without realising I had fallen asleep in the first place. As I opened my eyes I found that I was still wrapped up in Tommy’s arms, with him watching me as I slept. I asked how long I was out for and he said maybe 30 minutes or so. He asked me if I had any regrets for what had taken place, he was so genuine in his concern. I smiled at him and said absolutely not. I’d explained to him how I had been cautious since breaking up with my ex. I told Tommy that he was the first person I’d let breed me in a long time and that I was craving cum inside me, explaining that I had realised I wasn’t sexually satisfied by the encounters where I had insisted on the use of a condom. I embarrassingly told him of the tattoo inspection I’d done on him when he arrived, he burst out laughing, so much so that I saw the humour in it and joined in. Tommy was super affectionate and I didn’t expect anything like this from someone I’d met on Grindr. We snuggled, talked, laughed and kissed for what seemed like an eternity. His hand casually explored my body until his fingers were resting on my cum slick hole. Wait, let me clarify that, his hand casually explored my body until his fingers were resting on my hole, slick with his poz cum. I pressed my face into his chest and gently kissed and licked his biohazard tattoo. Never in a million years would I have thought I would find myself in this situation. Not just find myself in this situation, but to be so turned on and accepting of it. With a little hesitation I asked Tommy if he was comfortable sharing his pozzing story with me. He replied saying he would be happy to tell me, but only if I ride his cock at the same time. Honestly I don’t think I’ve ever moved faster, in a flash I threw my leg over him and lined his beast of a dick up with my puffy hole. With only the poz loads he left in me earlier as lube, I began to sit down on his cock – ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I moaned – lowering myself until his pubes were scratching my arse. I leaned forward firstly kissing his biohazard tattoo again and then locking lips with him. He whispered - ride my poz cock babe, your life will be forever changed tonight, go on kiddo, milk another poz load from my heavy balls. My viral load is through the roof right now, I only tested positive 2 weeks ago and I rushed out and got my biohazard tattoo the very same day. I couldn’t help but moan hearing this, with him gently thrusting upwards as I lowered my hole on his cock. He explained that he was 100% vers and had never ever used a condom in his life. Tommy admitted he was turned on by cum since his first fuck at the age of 17. Since that first experience Tommy had decided that he would roll the dice, and that he’d be okay with whatever happened. Tommy went on to say that 3 weeks ago he was craving cock and cum in his hole, that he was on heat real bad. He decided to go to a sauna where he went into a gloryhole cubicle and parked his cunt up against the hole for a good 6 or 7 hours. Guy after guy, load after load were injected deep inside his guts. Tommy grabbed me and pulled me down to him, giving him leverage to pound my hole deeper, as he did this he said he must have had at least 35 or 40 guys breed his hole that night. His pounding of my hole intensified now, he wasn’t holding back. His thick cock slamming my puffy, pozzed up hole. He said that while his hole was parked against gloryhole he heard several of the guys mention their poz status as they fucked him. Tommy was yelling from his cubicle, encouraging them to poz his hole, that he wanted multiple strains in his neg hole. And boy did they deliver, flooding Tommy’s hole with a variety of STI’s and load after load of poz juice. I couldn’t take it anymore, I too began to beg Tommy to poz my hole again, planting a kiss right on his lips as he pulled me down on his cock in one last forceful thrust, grunting as he announced that he was pozzing my twink cunt again. I was yelling yes baby poz me over and over again as I felt his cock spasm inside me. In that moment I knew Tommy was my alpha, and I am determined to make him see that.

Chapter 2 There was a silence for a moment that was probably a lot shorter than it felt. The large guy in the office was the one to break it. "This virgin is your son?" Could everyone tell I was a virgin? He looked back and forth from me to dad and I could see the realization in his face. When we were together it was hard not to see the resemblance. In just the couple weeks of the summer that had passed, strangers at the grocery store or in the elevator in his building would casually refer to dad as my dad, just assuming without asking. One woman said that dad looked like he had traveled from the future so he could spend time with his younger self. So for the office guy, things clicked pretty quickly and he turned to dad and said, "This is pretty twisted. Can I watch?" He broke out in laughter. I looked over at dad and he looked like he was frozen in shock not knowing how to respond to any of this. "Give me a break Freddy," Dad finally said. They knew each other by name? "Do you mind if I talk to my son for a minute? Can I bring him inside to my room?" Freddy shook his head. "You trying to get him in for free too? Gotta pay up." "I'm in just my towel Freddy. You know I'm good for it. Let me just talk to him." He looked back at me and motioned me over. I had no idea what to say. Things had taken such a crazy turn. I had thought through some scenarios as extreme as guys trying to kill me. Seeing my dad at a bath house where I was hoping to hook up for the first time was nowhere near being a possibility. That's when it hit me and I just blurted it out loud as it came to me. "Youre bi dad?" Before dad could respond, Freddy cut in. "Oh shit. Yeah go ahead. You two have a lot to talk about. Go through the door kid." There was a little humanity in his voice. "Like you tried to before you little shit." And then he had to make that last remark. He said it in a sneer but I followed his direction and this time walked through the door. It was much darker on this side of the door and even though I expected it, it still felt like a surprise. I held onto the door as I let my eyes adjust a little bit but then I heard dad again. "Coop. Come on. It's ok." I turned and saw dad bare chested and in a towel. I knew he was in shape. We both ran and we had a couple times in the past done 5-7 mile runs together to catch up. It killed the awkwardness of sitting one on one in a restaurant or something and trying to come up with things to say. But we weren't going on a run now and we werent even going to a restaurant. We were going to a room he rented in a bath house. I followed dad down the hall but in every way I had no idea where I was. We turned into a hallway and the first room we passed had a TV playing porn against one of the walls. There was no door and two guys were sitting across each other watching the porn and stroking. I only peeked my head in and then kept walking to keep up with dad. The next thing I noticed was a door that led to a sauna or steam room, I wasnt sure. We didnt stop so I didnt get a look at the sign. Dad turned a corner and this hall had a series of doors that I figured must have been the rooms. Some doors looked open but most doors were closed. This was the first sign of other people being around besides the TV room. I thought there would be more guys out in the hallways but there werent yet. When we passed the first open door, I looked in. The light was off in the room but from the hall light I could see someone laying in the bed stroking looking out I guess waiting for someone to come in or watch. As we approached the next open door, we could hear the sounds of sex. As we passed by, I saw two guys in the bed fucking doggie style. They were both facing the door and I made eye contact with the top. From what I could tell from the glimpse of him that I got, he was probably in his 30s and had a muscular torso with a sleeve tattoo. I almost wanted to stay and watch but I couldn't shake that I was here now with my dad. Awkward wasnt the word anymore. It was more than that and it was stopping me from exploring this place the way that I had thought I might be able to if I were alone. Dad just kept walking so I followed. He turned another corner down another hall of rooms. I started to feel like I was totally lost like if he left me there I wouldnt know how to get out. Finally, he stopped and went into his shoe to grab a key. When he got it, he stood back up and unlocked a room door. "This is my room." He opened the door and stepped inside. I followed him to the door but once he turned the light on, I saw how small it was. It fit a twin bed and a small table with a lamp on it. He sat down on the bed and noticed that I was still standing outside the door. "Come in. I think we should talk." I walked in and shut the door. Dad was seated on the bed. I just stood against the door not sure where to move. I became very aware of two things: how small the room was and how naked dad was. The towel around his waist was your typical gym towel which is to say that when he sat down his entire right thigh was exposed and more of him was at risk of becoming uncovered. "I guess there are things we have to talk about Coop. Do you wanna sit down?" I hesitated. "Do you mind if I just stand for now?" I was processing my feelings of embarrassment not just for me but for dad. "So is this your Thursday night poker game?" "Yeah about that Coop. I didnt want to get you mixed up in anything. Inviting guys over and all. I wasnt trying to keep anything from you. Really." "Its ok dad. You dont have to explain. Im just shocked I guess and to find out this way is just--" "Yeah" dad chuckled. "Does mom know?" "What? That I'm bi? Yeah. She knew from the start. She didnt think it was her place to tell you. She said when I was ready I could tell you. I guess I'm ready now." He chuckled again and thats when I realized it was his response to his nervousness. He didnt actually think anything was funny. "Does mom know that you're bi?" "Dad...I'm gay. I went out with those girls because I felt like I had to. Mom doesnt know yet. Just trying to find the right time." There was silence now. It was hard to know where to go from this point. "How did you find this place?" "Google." Dad laughed. "So you were looking for...what in particular?" I could feel my body getting clammy having to explain this to my dad. He could tell. "It's ok Coop. You found me here so there's no reason to be embarrassed." So I explained it to him. I was standing in a rented bath house room with my half naked dad telling him about high school and freshmen year in college and finally wanting...needing to be with a guy. Dad just listened quietly nodding. "I get all of that Coop. I'm sorry we havent spent a lot of time together the past few years so that we could know each other better and you would feel safe sharing those things with me." "Thanks dad." "For tonight, let me give you a couple of options so that we feel ok with how this turns out. If you are too weirded out by seeing your dad here, you can walk out now no questions asked. If you want to stay but you still feel weird about me being here, I can leave and I promise I wont be upset by that. Or we can both stay and just try not to get in each others way. Up to you kiddo." Dad laid the choices out really matter of fact but I felt for one of the first times that he was really caring for me in that moment. Looking out for me. And I wanted to give him a hug which I would have done if he was wearing more. "Actually dad. Since you seem to know this place and the people who work here, would you be ok with staying and showing me around and stuff?" I couldnt bring myself to look dad in the face. I was too afraid of the rejection. I had never come close to being this vulnerable with him before and just wasnt sure how he would take it. "I'd love that Coop." I looked up and the look in his eyes and face almost made me cry. "One thing you should know before I take you around though. You gotta put this on." He held up my towel. "You cant go around fully clothed. Youre gonna need to get naked and put this around you like me and then we can go." We looked at each other for a long beat. Dad and I had never seen each other naked before. This was the most I had seen of him and now I had to go fully naked in this small room. There was no escape now. I had to just suck it up. "Uh...ok" I pulled off my t-shirt and then my shorts and realized that dad did not look away. He was watching me get naked. This wasnt for him but for some reason, when only my boxer briefs were left, I made eye contact with him again and did not turn away as I pulled my last stitch of clothing off. I could feel my cock stir and for the first time since I got to the bath house I became aware of how horny I was. Seemingly at the same time we both sensed what was happening and I quickly grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me. "You ready Coop? You ok?" I nodded and didnt say anything and I think he could sense my nervousness. "Its ok. You dont have to stop anywhere or do anything. we can just take a circle around the place and come back to this room ok? No pressure. You gonna be ok? Im not gonna let anything happen to you...unless you see something you like." He smiled. I nodded again and as he stood up to move to the door, he pulled me into a hug. Our bare chests pressed against each other and as our towels met I could tell that dad was getting hard. Feeling that was getting me harder and I pulled out of the hug and turned to the door. I needed to walk this off.

Hey guys, I've started something new and I hope you enjoy. Chapter 1 I can't say that I really knew what gave me the courage to do it but I guess it always goes back to being 19 and horny. In high school, I went out with girls because that was what was expected in the town where I grew up with my mom. There were guys who were out at my school but thats how they were defined and I didnt want that. I was also afraid of what that would mean. I was an athlete and I heard what guys said in the locker room about "fags". It was enough to keep me in the closet. Freshman year of college felt like the time to explore but the fear was still there even though no one I met really expressed anything close to homophobia. So I kept it to myself. I downloaded the apps but couldnt put a picture of myself up. The idea of guys who were close felt too dangerous. My parents divorced when I was 9 and when my mom was awarded custody of me, dad moved to New York. I mostly saw him a weekend here or there but nothing consistent. I always felt like I was an inconvenience to dad because of that even though he never treated me that way when we got together. So it seemed like a great opportunity to get to know my dad better when he told me he was able to get me an internship in New York and I could stay with him for the summer. I was "the kid" in the office and given that I didnt even have a major yet, I knew this was a job that I didnt deserve. I tried to keep my head down and do what was asked as best I could to make good on my privilege. I was pretty much on my own for dinner because dad's hours were pretty erratic. He always left money for me to order something and there were lots of good options. On Thursdays, dad was even later getting back because of his weekly poker game. For the first couple Thursdays of the summer, I was asleep before he even got home. With nights mostly to myself, I decided it was time to explore. I was determined to lose my virginity this summer. I set the bar low for what that meant. Giving or getting a handjob or blowjob would count. I tried the apps again but I was too scared to meet anyone. Who knew what freaks might be in this city just waiting to murder me. It also didnt seem like a good idea to invite anyone over to my dads place. Watching the same porn over and over was getting old. So one night as I was eating a slice of pizza I did a search for hook up spots in the city. There were some places that I found randomly like library bathrooms but I wanted something that wasnt so public and dangerous. I knew that would be hard to find but then I found some sites that mentioned bath houses that were places for guys to hook up. From what I read, they looked like places where guys hooked up and didnt have to worry about getting arrested. You could rent rooms and the pictures showed that there were beds in them. The pictures definitely made it look a little sketchy but I was too horny to let that trouble me enough to avoid what seemed to be the best option. I didnt know what I would actually do if I met a guy there. I thought maybe I could just watch some guys play like real life porn. That would be safest too and really hot. Maybe there would be other guys there who were also looking for something easy like a handjob. After giving it some thought though I figured I should just go with the flow and not decide beforehand what was going to happen. The sites said that these places were never very busy any more and some nights should just be avoided because no one ever showed up then. So I picked a Thursday evening so I wouldn't have to worry about dad asking me where I went. I would be sure to get back before he did. I got home that day from work and showered and shaved and then lay in bed deciding whether I should really go or not. This is what I wanted but there were so many unknowns that I was worried that I would regret it, especially since it was my first time. But I had to go. I would probably regret it more if I left New York with my virginity intact. I checked out the website again to make sure I had the address and then headed out. I dont know exactly what I was expecting but when I got to the address it was a pretty non descript building. Like any other building in the area. No signs. Nothing. You just had to know it was there I guess. As I stood outside I noticed two guys coming out of the elevator both fit looking but older than me, probably in their 30s or 40s. They were attractive and both looked me up and down before walking in opposite directions down the block. This must be the place, I thought. If there were more guys like them upstairs I would be ok. They didnt look like they would try to harm me. I took a deep breath and walked into the lobby and the elevator whose doors were still open. As the elevator began to climb up to the higher floors, I could feel myself getting nervous. I was getting shaky and my stomach lurched even though it had nothing inside it. I could just get to the floor and then press L to go back downstairs and then home. The last thing I wanted was to throwup here. Not sexy at all. The doors opened and what I saw was still pretty non descript. It calmed me actually. It made me think the place was just as discreet as I wanted it to be. I walked out of the elevator and saw a window that was like the one you see at a drive thru but without any glass and a door just beyond it that I assumed would take me into the bath house. I looked into the window and there were two guys standing and talking to each other. They completely ignored me. I saw that in their office there was another window inside that I would have to go through the door to get to. Maybe they needed me to pay at that window, I thought. So I opened the door to get there. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I let go of the doorknob immediately and let the door close. I turned to the two men who were now very much not just casually talking to each other. "Oh I thought I had to go in to pay?" "You trying to get in for free? Whats your fucking problem?" This guy was clearly upset like I had violated a sacred rule that everyone knew. He was taller than me and had at least 150 pounds on me. Given that I was 5'11 and a fit and athletic 170, it meant that this guy was just generally intimidatingly large. I started to wonder how much he probably hated his job that he could snap so easily. The other guy walked up to the window. He looked older, maybe 50s or 60s, and looked like he couldnt be bothered, like he'd seen it all before and I wasnt worth wasting his energy on. "Did you want a locker or a room? We're cash only." Before I could answer the large guy said, "He wants everything! For free! Fucking idiot." I wanted to turn around and just leave. This was not how I thought this was all going to play out. I decided this wasnt meant to be. I should take this disastrous beginning as a sign and leave. "Ok. Uh yeah I didnt bring any cash so I'll just go..." I turned towards the elevator. "See? He did want to get in for free. It says on the website cash only you stupid fuck." "Coop?" I froze and hesitated before I turned around. Who could possibly know me at a place like this? What paralyzed me though was that I knew the voice immediately and was stunned and horrified all at once. I wanted to shrivel up and die at that moment but instead I turned around to respond to the person calling my name who I now saw was standing topless with a towel around his waist in the window of the office. "Uh....dad?"

When I was in college, late one night around midnight I met a guy in the toilets of a cruisy public park. We began stroking and sucking each other at the urinals, and it was getting really hot. He finally said, "I have to fuck you. I have a place we can go. Can you follow me in your car? It's not far." "Sure", I said. We got in our cars and drove for about a half mile. He pulled into the parking lot of an Episcopal Church and we drove around to the back of the church. I'm thinking "What the fuck are we doing here?" As we both got out of our cars I asked him, "We're going to do it here?" "Yeah. It's fine. No one will be coming here this time of night. We'll be ok." He unlocked the door to a back door of the church and we went in. He said he couldn't turn the lights on, because he didn't want to draw attention that anyone was in the church. But the parking lot lights close to the windows brought enough light in for us to see. We were in a large, nearly empty room, used for meetings and small events. There were a few tables and chairs. And that's about it. I was feeling very nervous that even though it was the middle of the night, that a janitor or someone else might catch us. But, he was already stripping, so I quickly did the same. We made out, sucked and rimmed each other. He was in his early 30's, very handsome and a great body and cock. He made me so horny, that my nervousness was soon forgotten. Finally, he told me to bend over one of the tables. He lubed up my hole and his cock with his spit, then slowly pushed into me. He fucked me and came in my ass. As soon he came, he pulled out and began to dress. So, I also began to also quickly dress. I asked him if he'd like to meet again sometime? He didn't say anything and looked uncomfortable. So, I said, "That's ok. I just enjoyed this and would love a replay, sometime. But if you don't, that's cool." "I really enjoyed this too. When I saw you go into that park toilet, I knew I had to fuck you. But, with my job, I really have to be careful. I really took a stupid risk bringing you here. But, as I said, I just had to fuck you. I couldn't control my desire." "Do you mind if I ask what your job is", I asked? He paused again, then laughed and said, "I'm one of the priests here." I had a friend that was Episcopalian and attended that parish. I described this priest to my friend and asked him if he knew him? My friend laughed and said, "Oh, you lucky fuck. My gaydar has always gone off when I'm near this priest. But, he always seems to avoid being around me. He's married with several young children, is all that I know about him." Sadly, I never got a repeat with this hot priest.

My man and I signed up to go to a local orgy that was being promoted on Grindr. We were on the not sure what kind of scene it would be, or if it was even legit. But we took a leap of faith and committed to going. Yesterday, all day long I was so horny thinking about the possibilities of getting bred by multiple tops I decided to find a top on my lunch break. The Grindr gods were smiling, and I found a sexy daddy that needed to empty his balls, and was only four blocks away. He comes right over, I buss him in to the apartment and great him at the. Door in a jockstrap and bottle of poppers. He’s two steps in the door and I drop to my knees pull out his cock and start working it with my mouth. He immediately gets rock bad and verbal. Moaning, and telling me to throat his cock. After five minutes of sloppy head I lead him down The hall to the bedroom. Lube and poppers ready on the bedside table. I drop to my knees again and get his beautiful cock rock hard again before assuming my position of the bed. Up on all fours, with my ass hanging off the bed. He lube up and goes to town on my ass. I start to hit the poppers and moan. Telling him how great his cock feels and how he can fuck me harder. He of course obliged. The fucking continues for about five to ten minutes. He then takes a huge hit from the brown bottle and floods my ass with a huge load. We get dressed, make loose plans to do this again and he goes on his way. I keep his load inside me all day long and text him when I feel his cum drip out later. So hot!! Cut to 9pm when we arrive at the orgy. Walking in it is a little slow, two guys sitting on the couch in the living room, but it’s still early. We take off out clothes and I take a piss. As I walk past there is some action in the bed room, and I make eye contact with my lunch time top. I miss and go right into the play area. My top from earlier is fucking a bottom, so I find a new guy to blow. But he is ready to fuck. Before I know it I’m bent over taking his cock. Which quickly gets replaced by another one. This turns out to be a great group. Good mix of attractive guys aged 20-50, no one super overweight and all attractive. I’m taking cock and loads along some my boyfriend who is fucking all the bottoms. When my top from earlier gets behind me. He really lets me have it. It was such an intense and erotic fuck, weirdly personal for such an anon scene. And he blows a huge load into my ass. The rest of the night plays out like a typical sex party. Lots of sucking and getting fucked by random guys. Around 11 we blow our loads and head home. On the walk home I tell my boyfriend about my lunch time breeding. He is impressed with his cumslut.

This happened about a month ago, I am a freshman in college and I have heard of a few cruising spots on campus which really piqued my interest. One of them was in the Student Union bathrooms in the basement area and the other was actually the showers beside the area called the ‘Chill Spot’ that a lot of students hung out at. So one Friday afternoon, I decided to head to the basement bathrooms first, after my lecture around 4pm. I was really nervous since it was my first time cruising, but also I was excited. I sported a half-hard cock most of the day. I prepped beforehand just in case I was gonna be fucking, and wore a jockstrap underneath my sweatpants. I took the elevator down to the basement which really had a few empty classrooms, a lecture hall and the bathrooms at the end of the hall. there was basically no one there from what it could tell except for a few girls in one of the rooms talking and studying. I entered the mens washroom, and went into the middle stall. I sat down on the toilet and just went on my phone for a bit seeing if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened, until the guy in the stall to the right of me knelt down and presented his cock underneath the dividing wall into my stall. I could not believe it, it was a nice 8 inch throbbing white dick with a really cool biohazard+ tattoo just above his shaved cock. I slowly got on my knees and started stroking it slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. the guy started humping my fist which really turned me on and I heard him whisper “suck my dick”. Without thinking I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking his thick cock like I had been deprived of cock for months. He started moaning really quietly which got me so horny. I sucked and licked his big balls, while going back and licking his thick shaft and head. He was leaking a lot of precum and it was making a small puddle on the cold bathroom floor. I couldn't believe I was sucking a stranger's cock in my college's bathroom. Anyway I continued sucking his dick until i heard him whisper lemme fuck your ass you slut, and in the heat of the moment I whispered back, “yes daddy”. I turned around and dropped my sweatpants off. I squatted down and stuck my big ass underneath the divider. I felt his hands squeeze my ass. He whispered “goddamn baby you have such a nice ass” and slid a finger into my tight hole. I wasn't expecting that and I let out a soft moan, breaking the silence in the quiet washroom. I really hoped no one else would come in while this guy was about to fuck my ass. He started fingering me faster before I whispered “I want your cock in me daddy”. Without any hesitation I heard him spit on his throbbing cock and then I felt his head right at my wet boy hole.Ii heard him say “you want this poz dick in you?”. I wasn’t sure i heard him right, but before I could reply he slid his thick tainted cock into my ass, and I let out a moan that echoed in the washroom. He started fucking my ass with long strokes while I was on my hands and knees telling him to go faster. Within 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and started cumming all over the bathroom floor, and that made him shoot his cum in my ass. I quickly got up, put my pants on and left the bathroom in a haze of shame and feeling like the biggest slut on campus. I sat in my dorm room an hour later looking up what ‘poz” meant and doing image searches on bio-hazard tattoos. I slid in my butt plug to keep his load in me and jerked off twice to some really hot verbal poz videos while planning my next cruising trip on campus.

I type this as I just had his load deposited in me a few minutes ago.. A guy had messaged me on grindr on November 21st. After some convo and pic exchange, he has a very nice long, uncut cock I knew I wanted him to slay! But he was at work, and I was at home. A 20 or so minute car ride had separated us.. I had just left the area he was currently in. And he lives maybe 30 or so minutes north of that location.. Destiny, the sex gods, whoever was not on our side that night. Bummer. But life goes on... Fast forward to tonight. I had cleaned out in my shower before work. I had gotten off work and decided to check out grindr. I see this sexy man is a mere 655 feet from me, so I Message him. He tells me that he's in an office behind where I work. I make my way over to him. He wants to see my cock, so I show him. He starts to give me some head. I reach for and grab his ever so growing cock, pull his pants down and drop to my knees and start to give him an amazing blow job. After a few minutes of sucking his amazing cock, we hear some voices in the hall way. We both rush to throw our clothes on. I'm holding the door closed for dear life making sure no one is able to open it. He helps me in finishing putting my belt on. After a minute of whoever talking he decides he doesn't know them and it's cool to continue. He turns me around, tells me to drop my pants and he proceeds to bend me over. No lube, my first ever no lube fuck, and no poppers. I was a tad scared.. but it didn't hurt. He puts his cock in me nice and slow, and I'm in disbelief. It's going in smoothly with no pain. After a few minutes of him fucking me, he stops and asks the question all of us bottoms want to hear... "Do you want my load in you?" "Fuck yes." I replied. After a few more thrusts he drops his load inside me. We both get dressed, I tell him we should do this again. He seems game. I leave, he stays to clean up. I got in my car to drive up the street to write this .. So here I sit, in my car, in the dark, at the trailhead to a hiking trail that is potentially cruisy with his load seeping out of my hole hoping that I am able to get some more cum deposited up in me. Fingers crossed!

It was Thursday night. The night before I turn the big 1 8. School had been a blur. Daddy Steve and Daddy John gave me free rein to check out the USB sticks and enjoy the dirty perverted sex capades they have had in the past. They opened my eyes to so much. In particular, just how cruel Daddy John was to Daddy Steve. He really did enjoy treating him like an object over a person. He especially enjoyed letting strangers treatt him the same way. There were clips where Daddy Steve was being brutally raped by all sorts of guys begging for mercy, only being laughed and mocked at. I watch all sorts of ages and race fuck him. I was put off whenever I saw old guys fuck him. In particular, the ones that looked ill and frail. But the scariest where the big solid guys that looked like they could break you in two with only their forearm. One particular video had Daddy Steve passed out while this big solid guys with hairy shoulders fucking hard and fast into daddy Steve’s ass. Daddy Steve was like a floppy rag doll. There were slap marks all over his body. Dried cum crusted over his face and hair and over his ass cheeks. His cock was bound in a cock cage. Daddy John must have been behind the camera, the solid hairy guy asked Daddy John how long he had been out for. Daddy John said about 5 hours and had about 37 strangers use him. The solid hairy guy said he could tell because Daddy Steve’s hole was loose and felt like he was fucking a pool of custard there was that much cum in him. Shortly after, the solid hairy guy tensed up and unloaded in Daddy Steve. I watched as he pulled his 7inch cock out, it was slick and shimmering with cum. It was too much. All I wanted to do was pull myself off and unleash my load. But my dad’s gave me one rule. That was to not cum until they say so. That was hard. I had not blown a load since before the grand finale. My dad’s knew of this and I swear I reckon they found it amusing. And to torture me that little bit more, all week they walked around the house without their shirts on. Daddy John would only wear his towel around his waist after a shower, barely dry himself off and letting the water drip through his hairy muscly chest and abs. Sometimes he would move in close to me and rub his hard cock on me. I was on edge. He would wrap his strong bulging veiny arms around me as though he was giving me a hug, but he would hold on obviously too long, nudging his raging hard on against my upper abs. he was a tall man, 186cm massive wide shoulders that easily curl in around my entire body. His skin radiated a comfy heat that made me feel safe. But it hit me. This is my dad. My biological dad. This is totally wrong… This… Sexual attention. But why did it feel so right for me. Why did I like it so much. I felt so safe in his arms. So safe, I knew I would let him do what he pleased with me. It was then that I looked up to see him staring down at me. His big brown eyes gazing, reading, taking all of me in. It felt as though he was reading my mind. The corner of his right lip surrounded by this bushy silver grey beard turned up. ‘It’s your big day tomorrow son. You finally become a young man. A man to choose his own decisions. How do you feel?’ he asked. I stared for a long while into his big brown eyes. I was lost in their mystery. I almost forgot that he asked me a question when he rubbed the back of his big hand over my cheek. I found myself curl into it. ‘I feel proud dad. I feel ready to be independent.’ Daddy John through his head back and chuckled. ‘Oh I don’t know about independent son.’ He looked back at me, ‘but definitely ready to choose your destiny.’ I wasn’t sure what he meant by that. Isn’t that the same thing? He finally pulled away from me and I instantly felt colder. My own skin wanted that radiant heat back. He walked to the exit of the kitchen, but stopped and turned back. ‘I’m heading out son. I won’t be back until the morning. I have some plans I need to make.’ He gave me that big brown eye stare again. His right lip jerked up slightly as he continued ‘You take the time to think about what you want for you birthday. We will talk about it in the morning.’ And he walked out. Think about what I want for my birthday? I already know. I want to become a pig, like my Daddy Steve. That night I did not have a wink of sleep. My mind kept pacing through all the different pig things I could do. And because of that I had a hard on as stiff as metal. 6am and I got up. In nothing but my boxer briefs I walked into the Kitchen. Daddy Steve was already awake and sitting at the island. ‘Happy birthday son!’ he galloped around the island tackled me into a massive hug. ‘Oh! Thank you Dad!’ ‘How does it feel?’ He asked as he loosened his grip, ‘You know. You being 18?’ ‘I don’t know. I still feel like I am 17. It has only been a few hours.’ I laughed. Daddy Steve grinned .’Oh, you will feel the difference. You will feel it soon enough.’ He moved back to the island. I leant over the other side. ‘Have you thought about what you want for your birthday?’ ‘You know what I want Dad. I want to become a pig, like you. I want to feel free and enlightened and enhance that confidence by not being ashamed for who I am.’ Daddy Steve smiled. ‘Where do I start dad?’ Daddy Steve chuckled. ‘you’re a spry kid, you know.’ And he patted me on the back. ‘Well?’ ‘Well what?’ ‘When do I start?’ ‘… First you need to condone it. Give up your rights. All your rights. Everything that is you, you need to give it up.’ ‘To you?’ ‘No…’ Said a familiar voice from the entrance, ‘To me.’ Daddy John stood at the entrance. He was wearing nothing but leather chaps, a black leather jockstrap with silver studs around the pocket of the pouch. Black gauntlets with pointy studs covering the back of them, a leather harness that shaped perfectly around his hairy muscle pecs, and a black leather barat. My cock saluted him instantly. ‘If you want to be a piglet. You give up all your body, your soul and everything that comes with it, to me.’ My whole life he had control over me. I was under his gruelling obligation to do what he told me to do. It was why I had good grades, why I was so good at football. It was all because of him, so what difference does it make now that I am 18. Like a moth to a flame I found myself saying the words ‘Daddy John, I give up all my adult rights to you.’ Daddy John grabbed me by the throat and pushed me up against the Fridge. Locked eyes. His brown opals pulled me into that obsequious state of feel. Daddy John has control over me. I didn’t move. I allowed him to hold me tight on the throat, wedged against the fridge and him. He rubbed the back of his left hand down my chest and torso. I could the tips of the spikes to his gauntlets scrape against my skin. His fingers tucked into the band of me briefs and with one swift, he ripped them off leaving my rock hard cock exposed. He broke his stare and looked down. Noticed my throbbing knob leak pre cum. ‘Mmm. Lick your old man’. His tone was low like a growl. ‘Steve! Grab the tube’. Daddy Steve left the kitchen. Daddy John gripped my cock and begun stroking it. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. ‘Look at me boy’. I looked back. His piercing eyes pulled me back in to his dominating grip. His pace picked up. My horniness was on an extreme high from holding off for so long. I knew I was not going to last. And with the notion of knowing that it was my father doing this to me took me to an intense level of intimacy. Daddy Steve returned, and just in time. I felt my balls tighten up. My body shivered. My breath quickened. Daddy John chuckled that deep burly chuckle of his. I lost control. Daddy Steve moved the tube under my cock. Jets and jets of cum spewed out of cock and Daddy Steve caught it. With every jet of cum I felt my horniness drain out of me. My energy sucked out of my body through my orgasm. ‘Good lad’. Daddy John’s lip perked up. He seemed pleased. Daddy Steve sealed the tube and left the room. I was wrecked from that intense orgasm but Daddy John did not let go of my cock, ‘You’re my little faggot boy now’. Daddy Steve was not joking when he said Daddy john likes him in a state where he was not feeling horny. And this is where Daddy John had me right now. ‘I need to sit down’. Attempting to speak while my throat was crushed by Daddy John’s grip. ‘Is my little faggot tired? Does he want to rest?.. Too bad.’ he moved in close. His manly lips close to mine. His salt and pepper beard lightly touching my face ‘I own you boy. Today I am going to take your virginity. Today I breed you. Today… I will make you my POZ faggot piglet.’ With that he planted his lips on mine. The strength of his mouth forced my mouth open, I felt his massive tongued forced its way into my mouth. It was like a suction cap. He let go of my throat and moved his hand behind my head to press my face harder into his pash. My tongued couldn’t help but massage his tongue. His beard scratched against my boyish virgin skin. He pulled me in close to his hairy muscly body with his free arm and held me tight. His hand crawled down the to my lower back. Fingers trailed down my left ass cheek. He gripped it tight and lifted me up. Naturally my legs wrapped around his solid waist. Daddy John walked us to the kitchen table. I could sense Daddy Steve hand returned. Daddy John finally broke his pash and lowered me onto the surface of the table. Daddy Steve walked to the far end of the table and grabbed a hold of my ankles. Daddy John stepped back slightly. I watched him in his full dominance. The shape of his body enhanced by the leather harness and light of the sun shining through the windows. He moved his big hands to his crunch and rubbed it a little. Then, he quickly unsnapped the pouch to his jockstrap unleashing his rock hard 12.5inch cock. The veins pulsed down his thick shaft as it saluted the Australian flag. And his knob glisten through the massive amounts of pre cum oozing through the slit. Daddy John precums a lot. Another similarity between he and I. Something Daddy John picked up on. Then I realised. His huge cock was not going to fit in my tiny ass hole. I didn’t want it anymore. I was drained from my orgasm and I no longer wanted to do this. that feeling I spoke to Daddy Steve about. Fear replaced excitement. I have only been 18 for a few hours and now I am about to lose my virginity to my father who is HIV positive and is going to convert me. I had to stop this. Put a pause on it and let me readjust my thoughts and maybe reconsider the idea of being a pig. God dam it! I hated how my frame of mind changes when I blow my load. I trailed my eyes up Daddy John’s hairy body until I reached his eyes. He was watching me. The right side of his lip tightened. It was like he was reading my mind. ‘I own you boy. You are my property.’ He moved in close. His hands rapped around my thighs pressing them against the table, spreading my ass cheeks wider, leaving my virgin hole fully exposed. The heat radiated off Daddy Johns cock only inches away. ‘Stop Dad. I don’t want to do this.’ A voice from behind ‘Son, you gave your rights away a moment ago.’ Daddy Steve looked down on me ‘You have no choice. To be a pig you need to accept it no matter how much you don’t want it. It’s the only way.’ ‘I don’t want to be a…’ Daddy John pressed his cock against my virgin hole ‘Argh!’. Daddy John rubbed his knob in a circular motion, rubbing his precum on my rectum. ‘This is the only lube you will get.’ He pressed harder. My hole wouldn’t give way, but his strength was to strong and overpower my rectum. My hole was unwillingly forced open. ‘ARGH!!’ I cried against the intense bolt of pain shooting through my ass, stiffening my body. The skin of his knob gripped against the skin of my hole. Daddy John is a strong man and I knew it would not take much to break his way in. I held my breath in my throat. My body paralysed in the fear and shock of the invasion but I managed to press my hands against Daddy Johns hairy chest. but Daddy Steve quickly grabbed my wrists and held them up over my head, pinning them tight. I was completed exposed. ‘You need to relax son. John won’t stop. It will be less painful if you relax your body.’ ‘No! Stop! I DON’T WANT THIS – AHH!!’ I couldn’t relax. It finally gave way. Daddy Johns knob broke through the ring of my hole. I felt a sharp fullness with an intense burning sensation. My inner walls were splitting. Daddy John gave a deep burly moan within his abdomen. ‘Son. When Daddy John starts to fuck. He won’t stop until he has pumped his load deep in you.’ ‘Oh God! Please Stop!!’ ‘BOY!!’ Daddy John growled. I looked back at him with glazed watery eyes, ‘My cock is going in. Your old man is taking your virginity and it is going to hurt.’ He spoke in third person,’ Your dad is going to fuck and wreck your hole until he infects you with his POZ load. YOU. BOY. You are going to accept it whether you like it or not. You are becoming the pig you want to be. It is the only way.’ For a moment he just looked into my soul. My now impure soul… then he pushed. I couldn’t resist and his cock forced it way into my hole. His cock gripped against the inner walls of my rectum like sand paper scraping against a wooden surfaces. I groaned in pain. My mind went into a state of chaos. Telling itself that my hole will be ok. It won’t be that bad… but it was that bad. My hole was not going to be the same again. My body felt full. I could have sworn Daddy John had his full length in me. ‘You’re only 5inchs in boy.’ He was reading my mind. He pushed harder forcing more of himself into me. ‘You are raping me. STOP.’ Thinking that would make Daddy John reconsider doing this. he only chuckled. ‘I’ll go to the police Dad, if you continue doing this,’ ‘You devoted your life to me boy. You are MINE! I will do this. J will break your hole in and infect you with my HIV. I own you pig boy. You go to the police. That will not stop your old man.’ He pushed further in. his veining cock gripped into the inner walls of my ass. It was too much for me and everything went black. I don’t know how long I was out. But I remember waking up to that same intense pain with Daddy John fucking me hard and fast. ‘Argh!!’ ‘You’re awake. Good. Daddy John wants you awake. He doesn’t want you to miss out on your first experience.’ ‘Steve. He is bleeding.’ ‘Good. The bug will catch on quicker John.’ I looked down at Daddy John. His muscles glistened. Biceps were tensed from his grip against my thighs. The hair on his chest was matted and his forehead beaded with sweat. He kept throwing his head back in ecstasy. His pumping seemed to feel a little easier in my hole. It must be the blood lubricating the friction. I wept. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Yes. My dad’s were right. I asked for it. But the reality of it was completely different. I thought my dad’s were to protect me from these things. Protect me from predators. They are the predators. They’re the rapists. ‘Yeah that it faggot. You’re taking your old man’s dick. You’re being bred.’ I cried like a six year old boy. There was nothing I can do. My mind separated itself from my body in a way to deal with the torture. Daddy John’s pelvis was thumping against my ass. His balls smacked my ass with every pump. His pubic hair scratched against my sensitive skin intensifying the burning sensation. Daddy John groaned. I felt his cock expand even more inside my hole. ‘I’m going to infect you boy.’ Then he moved his arms behind the back of my knees and closed his big strong hands behind my head, pulling my while body in closer. My face was an inch away from his face. My eyes locked with his. There was a look of determination behind his brown eyes. Beads of sweat from his forehead dripped on my face. Some in my mouth. Then, He locked lips with mine. His tongue invaded my mouth. I struggled to breathe. He groan as his thrusts became shorter and more frequent. He groaned into my mouth and held his pelvis tight against my arse. He pulsed inside my hole. He was cumming. Injecting me with his infected load. I could feel his cock pump jet after jet of cum into my wrecked ass. He broke his kiss and groaned loud. ‘I’m infecting you boy! Feel that POZ load filling your hole. Feel it claiming your body! Ahhh!!.’ It felt like it went for 10mins or so. Finally he fell limp on top of me. His weight pinned me down and I could hardly breathe. His sweat slick on my body. Finally he lifted himself off. His cock, while still rock hard, slid out of my hole. Suddenly there was a cool breeze across my rectum. I couldn’t control my ass muscles, a moment later I felt cum pure out of my ass. Daddy Steve let go of my wrists and I lifted myself up. Before me stood Daddy John. Hands on his hips huffing and puffing from the intense bang he just unleashed. I trailed down his sweaty muscly body to see his rock hard cock glistening with cum juices. There were streaks of blood as well. A reminder that he made sure there was direct access for his bug to enter my system. ‘How could you do that dad.’ I wept. ‘you are my father. You are supposed to protect me.’ Daddy John grunted. He was displeased. ‘Piglet. This is what you wanted. This is what you signed up to a moment ago.’ His voice was cold with malice. ‘I’m going to the police.’ ‘Go. Boy. You do that. I assure you this. You won’t file that rape complaint. And you will come back for more of your old man’s cock. I said this before. You choose your own destiny.’ And Daddy John walked out of the kitchen ‘Right now, you are not seeing things straight.’ Daddy Steve ‘It’s that state of mind I spoke to you about son. Your father is right. You will come back for more. And I promise you this. When you do. Daddy John will punish you for it. Remember that.’ Daddy Steve followed his husband leaving me in a pool of infected cum.

As a married guy I don’t get to take many trips on my own, but every now and then I have to go away for work or family. My most recent trip was for work, to Portland, OR. Workdays were short so I had lots of time to explore. I like the city of Portland, but since I was alone, I was thinking I might want to check-out this gay sex club I saw on the web. I don’t know what came over me, as I not usually this brazen. But I was really horny, and the idea of this place really turned me on. Besides, there’s no harm in just going in, watching what’s happening, and jacking off. The club was easy to find and get to – making myself go in…not so much. As a married man, it’s just not something one does. But my hardening dick said otherwise. I told myself, a step at a time. I opened the door, and the music came pumping out and a strange smell…it all lured me in. When I got to the counter, the guy there asked me if I wanted a locker or a room. I was confused at first. Then I thought, in case I needed a safe place to hide, I’d better get a room. After checking-in and getting my towel, I sat in my room a while wondering what I was doing there and what I expected to get out of coming. But I was there so I should join the party and check the place out. When it comes to gay sex, I’m only turned-on by the totality of raw, bareback fucking. So, I’m just here to stand on the sidelines and watch. Being a weeknight, I’m thinking it might not be too busy anyway. So, I finally take off my clothes, wrap the towel around my waist, and step outside my door. The music is pumping, and I did hear some very distinctive “sex” noises. I take a quick walk around, to get the lay of the land. There are spaces with no one, but others (like the steam room), that seem to have a good number of guys. Upstairs, in the cage room is where I see my first “action”. A middle-aged guy, kind of rough and sexy looking is getting his dick sucked by an older guy. The rough guy noticed me and made direct eye contact. I felt conspicuous just standing here so I beat feet and left. Guess I was more nervous than I thought. I told myself I’ll never see any action if I run away from it. Some time goes by, and I’ve seen some blow jobs at the glory holes, fucking in the video room (with a rubber – buzz kill). But now that the place was getting busier, and after hitting my brown bottle, I got less shy. And the place seemed a bit darker. So, as I made my way back to the lounge/cage area there were two guys in the lower section. And from the sound of things, I was sure they were fucking. There was this area behind a half-wall and rail where I could spy on the action. Sure enough, they were fucking hot and heavy. From this angle I couldn’t see the dick going in the ass, but soon enough, they changed positions and I saw the Top reinsert his RAW cock back in that hole. “Fucking A.” I thought. Finally, some real, gay sex. I was rubbing my bone under my towel when across the room I see this guy watching me. He couldn’t see the action, only me. “SHIT!” It’s the Rough Top I saw getting the BJ. Again, I got nervous and dashed away just as I heard the Top saying he was going to breed that bottom. DAMN! I missed it. Since they were nearby, I checked-out the glory holes. Always some raw cock sucking there. As luck would have it, I walked by and heard some “familiar” sounds coming from inside one of the cubes. I looked thru the glory hole itself and sure enough, someone was getting nailed. Could see if it was raw, but WTF, someone was getting fucked. I was on a less traveled section of the area, so I just leaned on the panel and watched thru the hole. The Top was getting close, and I almost lost it when he said, “You want my seed?” And the bottom said, “Fuck yeah.” I was about to cum with him when I felt uncomfortable. I looked over my shoulder and there he was, about 20 feet away. Mr. Rough. I could see he had his dick out from under his towel and was stroking it. It was about 8.5 inches, tapered head and shaft that got thicker at the base. And it had a slight upward curve. I stopped watching the scene below me and turned to check him out. He was far enough away that I didn’t feel the need to flee. He'd had an average body with some hair, and was about six feet in height. He was sexy and each time I'd seen him, he was watching me and not the other action. I then noticed I was still stroking my dick under my towel. I look-up again and he was gone. I thought it was odd, but I turned just in time to see the Top in the GH cube inject the bottom with his sperm. This whole time I didn’t touch anyone else. I just watched from a distance and stroke my dripping dick. Now I figured it was time to check-out the slings. I walked down a hallway and stopped at the corner of the wall going from the hall into the room. It was dark there and no one could see me - it was perfect. There is this young stud in the sling, legs up the chain and strapped in place. He was rubbing his dick while the top was on his knees licking and tongue fucking that hot bottom. The top was stroking his cock with warm oil. I could see clearly the oil bottle, so I knew they weren't going to be using a rubber. The site of this and the idea of some bare fucking got me really turned on. I started stroking my leaking boner under my towel. Soon thereafter the top stood-up and started rubbing his bare, oiled dick head over the moaning bottom's wet hole. "Can I just slip the head in a bit? I want to feel how good your hole is." "Okay." The bottom answered. With that the top pushed his head in and danced it around in that bottom's hot hole. Without another word, his whole dick slid into the bottom all the way to his balls. "OH, FUCK YEAH! That feels good," the bottom mutters. "I knew you'd like it," the top replies, adding "I'm going to fuck you good, then give you my hot load in your cunt. You want that don’t you, boy?" "Yes Sir," the boy answered. Oh my God! My dick is so hard and it's dripping a full stream of pre-cum down my shaft. I soooo wish I was that bottom boy. And, before I could complete that thought, I hear it whispered in my ear. "I know you're standing here wishing you were in that sling.” You think I would have jumped from being startled...but the voice was so sexy...and right, I just stood there, totally turned-on, and excited. Without notice, I feel a tongue licking the back of my ear and down my neck. I stopped breathing. “Here! Feel this." His hand grabbed my right wrist and pulled it back. I feel it contact a firm, solid cock. My hand wraps around it and I know in a moment it's the man that had been watching me. FUCK! I start to shake and panic. "SHHHH...just be calm, I know what you want, and I want to give it to you." He's now pulling me tightly into him. I'm pressed against his warm, bare chest. I feel his fur. My hand is still wrapped around that amazing cock. He whispers to me to slowly stroke it. I'm thinking to myself, "I'm not supposed to be with anyone here. I shouldn't be doing this." But I can't stop. His dick feels so damn good. Plus, it is my favorite type and shape. I then feel his left arm wrap around me. "I want to make you feel better than you ever have. I want to really fuck you like you've never been fucked. Will you let me do that?" "I shouldn't," I tell him. "I'm supposed to just stay alone, not be with anyone." I say. "Who says?" he replies. "No one...I mean, me. I know it's best if I don't get involved with anyone." “Well, too late now. You've got me too hot and hard, I can't just walk-away. Besides, you know what you want, and I know what you want. Now tell me boy, what is it you REALLY want?" "I can't say," I mumble. "Yes, you can, and you will say it. But first, let me make it easier." With that he drops my towel to the floor and holds a bottle of poppers under my nose. “Take a deep breathe through your nose and hole it, then let it out real slow.” I do so, and in moments my head is spinning. Fuck! I’m flying and feeling real horny. "Bend over a bit. You’re going to like this. I just want to feel your hole with my finger." I'm reluctant, so he pushes me a bit. I bend over and he instructs, "Now, spread your cheeks for me." I can’t help myself; I’m so horny I obey. I feel an oily finger push into my hole. He pushes it rather fast and deep. I pull away a bit because it stings a little because my ring is so tight, almost virgin. He rubs his finger around a bit, and I pull away his finger slips out as he comments "You have a hot, tight little pussy there boy. When were you last fucked?" "I don't remember. I mean, never…it's been a while." "Well, I think you're really going to like this fuck. Have you got a room?" Without waiting for an answer, he pushes me down the hall urging "Let's go." I lead him to the room where, once inside, all I want is to be fucked...actually fucked, not just pretend. I know this is not right. I can’t do this. Then this hot man looks me in the eyes and says, “Feeling really horny, aren't you? You ready for some real cock?" I can't answer but I was thinking to myself 'Fuck YES! I want HIS cock, but I'm not supposed to. "Come-on boy. Take another hit, on both sides this time, then get on your knees, on the bed, and show me that pussy. That hot, tight pussy. I want to fuck you." I inhale deeply in both nostrils and hold the hit as long as I can. Once I let it out, without thinking I get on my knees - I so want to be fucked. I want this man's dick so bad I can't think of anything else. He puts some oil over his head and shaft and starts rubbing that amazing head over my hole. FUCK! I want him in there, and as if reading my mind, he casually remarks "I'm going to push my dick head in you." "You got a rubber on?" I ask. "What do you think?" he asks. With that his head is in my hole. "FUCK MAN! You gotta put on a rubber!" "That's not what you want now is it?" He's fucking right. I’m so high from the poppers all I want is his bare cock. I want him to fuck me like men are supposed to fuck. I want his seed, I gotta have his cum in me. Without thinking anymore, my ass takes over. I push back and am met by his forward thrust. We both simultaneously exclaim "Fuck yeah!" as his unprotected shaft goes deep into my hole. It hits some resistance. "You feel that boy? You feel what's stopping me?" "Yeah, kinda. What is it?" "It's your second ring. Ever been fucked past your second ring?" "Don't think so, sir. Didn't even know I had one." "Oh, you do. But I guess you’re a virgin there, too. Guess I get to take that cherry. It's even tighter than your first one. You have to try hard to relax…better hit the bottle again…here goes. Oh fuck, here I go. What the hell am I doing? I'm getting something I’ve wanted for a long time. And before I know it, he shoves. His dick head is the perfect shape, and he pops past my second ring without pain, with help from the poppers I imagine. Involuntarily I exclaim "OH MAN! That's fuckin' awesome. I love the feeling." "Yeah, it's pretty damn good at my end too." “You're so fucking hot and tight I don't know how much longer I can hold-off." The poppers have me so high and horny I just say, "Don't hold it, man. I’m so fucking horny...I need your load in me. Shoot it man, inject me with that juice you know I need." I can't fucking help myself anymore. A complete stranger is barebacking me, and I want his sperm so bad. "Oh, you fucking hot bitch! I'm going to fucking seed you deep. I'm going to give you a load where no man has ever left one before." "Fuck yeah man, seed my cunt deep. Own it, make it yours. You've known all along what I wanted - what I needed." With that he dives deep; holds it; and I can feel his dick surge and pump. He's fucking shooting his hot seed in me. I'm in fucking heaven! I'm feeling every moment. He's jabbing my cunt and spitting his seed as he grunts "OH FUCK YOU, you hot bitch. I knew you'd be a hot fuck." He's now slowly pumping my ass as I stroke my dick, within seconds I announce. "Oh, fuck man, keep pumping me. I'm gonna cum. Oh, fuck yeah, here it cums! Fuck the cum out of me! Fuck your cum deeper in me." With that, my dick blasts my pent-up load all over the bed and shortly we fall to the mattress, Mr. Rough resting on my back. "Fucking amazing, boy. But then I knew your pussy would drain my balls." "I never thought I'd do something like that. I'm glad I did. You were the best fuck I ever had, just as you said. Thanks!"

I do it because when I got my cherry popped the top that was doing the deed did an excellent job at seducing me. I was pretty young, like 18 he was 32ish. I was drunk and horny and he took advantage of the situation. Anyway after he ate my ass for like 15 minutes and teased my hole with his fingers I was really horny lol.. he just started teasing my hole with his dick and he just slid it in, no rubber. I instantly blew my load just from his dick going in me, I started to get uncomfortable right away but he wasn't gonna let me go until he was done, he basically proned me out on the floor and held me down until he got done. Feeling that dick throbbing and pumping that load in me was incredible.. I knew right then and there I was a bottom and I loved dick. I have used condoms a bunch of times but it's not the same.. Bare fucking is amazing, if you truly know you're a bottom, I hate to break it to you but your ass was made to take loads. Taking that cum makes me feel complete. Look into your tops eyes when he's about to cum in you, it's totally primal, and it's totally worth all the risk. I fucking love keeping the load in me all day too, or have it drip out of me when I going about my normal routine.

Part 1 – The Urinal The boy moaned as I shoved my full 10 inches into his ass in one go, my pubes briefly mingling with the sparse hairs around his hole before I completely pulled out and violated his pussy again and again, quickly building up a brutal pace. I could tell he was in fag heaven: completely tweaked out, on all fours, with a hung aggressive brute beating up his cunt and choking him with big, muscular arms. “You like that, don’t you baby?” “Yes daddy!” “You like being my little bitch, don’t you?” “Y-yes daddy!” “Daddy’s going to use you however he wants, isn’t that right?” “Yes daddy, whatever you want.” I didn’t need to wait for his responses to know what he was going to say. I’ve seen the kid around in bars and clubs recently, his lean body, captivating smile, and early 20s charm ensuring he never went home alone. I’d often see him entering a bathroom with a guy or two, exiting some time later with his hair completely disheveled and eyes unable to focus. The whore was obviously trading his hole for drugs. “Daddy’s gonna pimp you out to his friends. You want that, don’t you? Daddy’s gonna feed you drugs and cum nonstop. Daddy’s gonna fuck you up. Fuck you up real bad.” He didn’t seem to believe me. Or at least he didn’t understand what I meant, despite the hard slaps to the face that left his poppers-addled head ringing. Despite the red imprint my hands left on his neck trying to get a tighter fit in his throat while I fucked it raw. All his whore mind cared about was the cock that just started seeding his pathetic cunt and the drugs pumping through his system. He didn’t really understand that I would wreck his worthless hole beyond recognition, that I would break both his body and his mind. “Yes daddy,” he said. “Please fuck me up! Please make me your whore!” The whore must be new in town. How else could I explain the complete trust he had in me when I guided his naked teenage body through that seedy sex club by a leash several hours later? Had he actually been from around here, he might have known to avoid me, just like the other boys learned to do the hard way. Excited at first to go home with a hung, muscular, bearded hunk, they soon learn they’re getting more than they bargained for. None of them left my place without bruises. One faggot I even sent home with a concussion, beating his face mercilessly when he tried to pull his mouth off my dick, my shaft blocking any access to oxygen. The word soon spread, and it became difficult to lure a hole back to my place for any form of release. No matter. I would tell them to wait for me in the alley with their asses out, or else. Most complied, excited by the thought of being nothing but a hole for a rough fucker to use. Only one entitled little black twink dared to tell me to fuck off before turning around and rejoining his group of friends. At that moment, I was faced with a choice: let it go, and see my authority and control over these pathetic cunts diminish, or teach him – and everyone else by extension – that saying no was simply not an option. I watched him the next several times I went out, patiently waiting for a moment to teach the bitch a lesson. On a snowy night a week later, I cornered him in a dark alley near the bar with two other fuckers who wanted in on the action. A flash of recognition spread across his face as he saw me, and he quickly turned to run. My friends grabbed him and held his arms behind his back, bringing him back to face me. “You’ll pay for what you said the other night, cunt. Nobody disrespects me like that.” “I’m sorry man! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know! Please! I won’t do it again!” “It’s too late for that, you little piece of shit.” “Please” he said as he started struggling against the men holding him. Normally, I would find his attempts to resist cute – an adorable attempt to prevent the inevitable. Tonight, it was just another insult. A punch to the guts and kick to the balls later, the bitch was on the ground, writhing in pain as we ripped his clothes off him and flipped him onto his stomach. I spat on my dick, lined it up with his hole and started pushing in, my friends slapping the bitch with every “no” and “please” that came from his mouth. “There’s no way to stop this, bitch. You brought this on yourself.” A brutal fuck ensued, with the three of us dumping multiple loads into the abused cunt. Soon he just stopped resisting, and lay there limp – except for the occasional shiver – waiting for it to pass. After I dumped my final load into him, I quietly whispered into his ear: “You got off lucky tonight cunt. Disrespect me like that again, and something much worse will be waiting for you.” Shaking from the cold, sobbing, and destroyed, he barely managed a slight nod through the tears. For good measure, the three of us pissed on him and took his clothes with us, leaving him wet and naked on that freezing winter night. “Good luck getting home with no money, bitch.” I saw him again at the club a few days later. Try as he might to avoid my gaze, our eyes met for a brief second. I motioned to the exit, got up, and walked out of the club into the back alley. He came out just a few seconds later, pulled his pants down, and stuck his ass out without a word. Nobody dared refuse me after that. Luckily for my whore tonight, it had never come to that. He smiled sheepishly as the men in the sex club started inspecting his body, and it didn’t take long before one of them had his cock buried in the boy’s guts, quickly pumping out a load before being replaced by another. The slut seemed to be enjoying himself, smiling at the attention and moaning as each new dick bathed his insides in cum. After the fifth load, I decided he had had enough fun. I had other plans for him “With me, boy!” I said, as I tugged on his leash. Picking up my bag, I led him to the toilets, a large room with a raised urinal trough and stalls lining the walls, the floor wet with piss. “Put these on,” I barked at the whore as I threw him a set of wrist and ankle cuffs. He quickly obliged. “Kneel!” I said, and so he did, kneeling on all fours in front of the urinal. I attached his ankles and wrists to the chain clasps bolted into the concrete floor. I pulled out a mask with two tubes sticking out of it from my bag, and covered his head, careful to put the fatter end of one of the tubes into his mouth, stifling his confused objections. I then unscrewed the drainpipe leading out of the urinal, replacing it with the other end of the tube. The second tube was shorter, and just hung from the mask. I took a step back to admire my handiwork. My whore looked perfect. The tube connecting his mouth to the drain was already being filled with piss from the urinal, while his unfocused eyes, normally visible through the glass visor, were quickly obscured by the cigarette, weed, and meth smoke mercilessly blown in by strangers through the other tube, robbing the bitch of any fresh air. It didn’t take long for the first anonymous dick to find its way up the whore’s cunt. To say the bitch was fed only piss for the next several hours would be an understatement. It became a running joke to “do a line with the bathroom bitch”. Men would walk in, prepare lines for themselves and their friends to snort, and dump the last line into the urinal as part of the whore’s urine cocktail. Meth, coke, ketamine, MDMA… it was difficult to keep track of the chemicals that disappeared down the whore tube. Some of the men would ash their cigarettes and spit loogies into the trough, while others would bend over and push several loads out their asses for the slut to eat. Every once in a while, a stray pube found its way down the drain. The bitch was probably too high to even register what was going on at this point. Even if his body tried to get rid of the chemicals the normal way – vomiting – it would just be pushed back into the tube and he’d have to drink it up again. I could imagine the boy was in considerable pain: his sore, puffy, tender cunt, was constantly leaking cum and reduced to an unrecognizable mess by the relentless assault of dick after dick. His knees and palms were covered in cuts and bruises from the friction against the concrete floor. The pool of piss, dirt, and sweat around him must have been stinging those open wounds. Not that he could voice any complaints. The tube in his mouth widened into a ball at its end, completely gagging the bitch and reducing all screams into muffled grunts, moans and coughs gargled out of the urinal drain. When I finally felt the boy had had enough piss, I took the mask off his face and pulled the tube from his mouth, replacing it with a mouth spreader. Grabbing a fistful of his hair with one hand, I put my fully hard dick into his mouth and started sliding it in, pushing past the entrance of his throat until I was completely buried inside him. I went down on my knees and - not wanting to kneel on the uncomfortable floor - rested them on the whore’s knuckles. The whore’s screams were muffled by the 10 inches lodged in his throat, protesting as I painfully crushed his hands into the concrete floor below. With my other hand, I plugged his nose, waiting for the pain in his eyes to be replaced by panic from the lack of oxygen. I didn’t have to wait long - soon his eyes were darting left and right as he frantically tried to pull himself off my dick. I held on just a bit longer: waiting until he was just seconds away from passing out. Waiting for him to truly start fearing for his pathetic life. That’s when I started mercilessly facefucking the bitch. Letting go of his nose and holding his head in place with both hands, I quickly built up a rough pace, my knees grinding his already cut up palms into the filthy ground. The bitch only had a fraction of a second to gasp at the oxygen he desperately needed before my shaft plugged his throat again and again. Within seconds he started puking. Strangers’ piss gushed out of his mouth and nostrils in spurts, coating my dick with piss, throat slime, and the pubes that found their way down his whore throat. I slowed down for just a second, pulling his head back in until his nose was buried in my pubes, and forcing him to breathe in the stench of his stomach contents. He puked again directly into my crotch, and accidentally inhaled the urine. He started coughing, and my dick twitched at the thought of his lungs drowning in the chem piss that was in his stomach just a moment before. I resumed my brutal fuck, watching as the fountain of piss escaping his mouth grew smaller and smaller until he was retching nothing but air. Then I slammed my dick into him one last time, grinding his face into my pubes as I deposited a load straight down his gullet. Slowly, I pulled out. The hoarse breathing and coughing coming from the bitch told me his throat had been fucked raw. His bloodshot eyes drooped shut as tears and snot mixed with the drool hanging off his chin. I got up off the whore’s hands, lifting his face to mine so I could breathe in the piss-coated haze wafting from his mouth with every exhale. But I wasn’t finished yet. Motioning to another guy beside me to hold his head up by his hair, I pulled his eyelids open and let loose a torrent of piss straight into eyes, eliciting another raspy scream as he tried in vain to escape. As the torrent slowed to a stream, and then a trickle, I looked to his ass, realizing that I had been completely ignoring his other hole since we were back at my place. Yet another stranger was adding his load to the who-knows how many were already inside. I removed the mouth spreader and heard the whore breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that I must be done for now, but my dick twitched yet again at the thought of tearing his worthless cunt to pieces. I was far from done.

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Whore 11 – A continuation “Fucking incredible, show whore.” Daddy said, walking up and grabbing me by the collar. “So, Max... I gotta say, the product has been worth every cent.” “Told you man... this one was born for it.” Max grinned, placing his hand on Colin’s shoulder and squeezing. A quiet moan escaped my lips as I saw Colin’s cock filling his black jockstrap as he gently massaged it. A thick bead of glistening precum seeped through the mesh from the shaft I had spent hours knotted to. Seeing my reaction, he locked eyes with me and pulled the cloudy fluid to his lips and lapped at it with his tongue. Without thinking, my legs spread and my cunt began to instinctively pulse. “That’s it, whore,” Max snarled, “Let your body do the talking. Show them your training.” I couldn’t stop... the sensations radiating from my cunt took over. I reached down and began to finger my cunt lips as the surge of hunger increased. A second finger slid against my swollen cunt lips past the knuckle and I began to fuck myself. “Fuck me Colin... fucking knot me.” I begged through clenched teeth, remembering the swollen knot that would secure me to him. Concentrating on my cunt, Colin stood there with a piggish grin, legs apart... a rivulet of precum dripping to the floor. At this point, Daddy grabbed cunt by the collar and dragged him along to the bed. Climbing onto the black rubber sheets, cunt began to service Daddy’s cock. Grabbing a packed pipe and lighting it, Daddy took a deep hit and motioned to Max. Nodding, Max joined Daddy and their lips met as a thick cloud escaped Daddy’s mouth. “It’s been a long time,” Max smiled, taking the pipe from Daddy and hitting it hard. “Get the fuck over here, boy.” Daddy growled to my beta. “Let’s see where this goes.” “Mmmmm,” boy moaned, jumping on the bed and taking Max’s cock to the root. “Fucking hot mouth...” Max sighed, releasing a cloud down onto boy’s face. “For a commission, I can arrange a similar transaction for this one... skins are hot commodity right now.” Seeing the look in boy’s eyes at the comment, Daddy laughed and brushed his hand over boy’s head in a reassuring manner and grabbed a pair of rigs. “Wait til you fucking feel it when he’s spun.” “Yeah?” Max laughed, taking one of the rigs. “Let’s get this rubbered up ginger skin spun.” Still on Max’s cock, boy offered up his arm. Hearing what was happening, cunt began to whine on Daddy’s cock and released a garbled plea. “Of course, cunt.” Daddy laughed... “You’ve earned it.” Eyes locked on each other, boy and cunt exhaled as they felt the chems finally rushing through their veins. Quickly, the two began to devour the cocks. I was going crazy... still fucking myself as my attention was split among all the interactions going around me until I heard a loud grunt distract me from the scene on the bed. “Fuck!” Colin grunted as puppy’s forehead grazed his packed pouch. Colin’s eyes rolled back, feeling puppy’s tongue make first contact with the mesh covered cock struggling to escape its confines. Taking in the musky scent, puppy began to lick the pouch surrounding Colin’s cock and sac. Opening his mouth, puppy took the now rock hard into his mouth, his spit now adding additional moisture of the precum leaking out of it. “Fuck yeah...” puppy groaned, tasting the stale piss and precum, “Fucking taste so good... “ Pulling the stretched-out jockstrap off of Colin, puppy moved forward and pushed him onto the leather chair behind them. He rose and straddled Colin’s hips, grabbing the shaft with his cunt lips. “Do it...” puppy groaned, pulling his cock out and hitting Colin’s cheek. “Shit, yeah,” Colin growled, feeling puppy’s hand force him down to the cock in front of him. Sticking his tongue out, Colin tried to take it. “That’s it... closer.” puppy encouraged him as he worked his way down Colin’s cock. Finally getting a grip on puppy’s cock with his mouth, Colin was in heaven. He felt puppy’s cunt grip the head of his cock and move up to fuck his mouth. Sinking back down on Colin’s cock, puppy started to fuck himself faster while he fucked Colin’s mouth with his own cock until he felt the expanding cock stretching the entrance to his cunt. “OH FUCK!” puppy yelled as Colin shoved him down past the engorged knot. Realizing he was now knotted to Colin and could no longer raise himself along the fat cock, puppy looked to me. Laughing, Colin smirked as he felt puppy’s cunt lips pulsing against his smooth crotch. “Fuck! So good!” puppy said, his cock now throbbing against Colin’s abs. At this point, I was in heat... I quickly grabbed a pipe and moved between them... my body easily sliding between their sweat drenched muscled torsos and onto puppy’s cock. “Fucking bull balls!” puppy groaned, feeling my massive sac slide down his rock-hard torso. Taking a hit from the torched piped, I shotgunned puppy and passed it back to Colin. “Fuck!” I groaned, biting puppy’s lower lip. “Shit yeah! Fucking whore’s gonna make me cum.” puppy moaned, feeling my cunt lips milk his shaft as he held onto my shoulders and push me further down onto his lap. “Not yet!” Colin yelled, thrusting his hips harder... “Fucking take it!” he yelled. At this point, I was incoherent from the sexual stimulation and chems. With sweat dripping off our bodies, the fucking continued until it happened... both of their bodies tensed, the vibrations moving from Colin’s legs to puppy’s cunt then puppy’s cock and finally concentrating within my cunt... Both cried out and shot in unison... cum gushing from cocks to cunts. “Gonna be a bit,” I smiled at puppy, knowing it would be a while before he would be released. I remained on puppy’s cock and worked it with my cunt until Colin released him. Slowly, we separated and I dropped to my knees to closely watch puppy’s next reaction. Sliding off Colin, puppy dropped to his knees to take the spent cock in his hands. “GRRRRRRR,” puppy growled, inspecting the shaft and the taking it into his mouth to taste himself... his cunt now shaking as if he was wagging his tail. “I was fucking wondering how long it would take you. I’ve had a surgeon on call for it.” Daddy, laughed as he took another hit off the pipe. Rushing to him, puppy crawled to the bed. “Arf! Arf!” puppy barked excitedly. “I wanted to make sure you were ready... you finally are.” he smiled petting puppy’s sweaty back. “Of course, these two,” he said, motioning to boy and me, “They were ready from the moment we met them.” “Enough of this shit,” Max scowled, pushing boy back on his cock. “We had an agreement. We were to witness it.” “Alright, let’s do it.” Daddy smiled, pulling cunt off his cock and whispered in his ear. Immediately, cunt dropped to the floor. Grabbing my leash, he clipped it to my septum and led me to the sling where he secured me. Still not understanding, I watched puppy grab the tub of chem-laced lube from the shelf and hand it to Daddy as cunt placed the rubber strap around my bicep. Grabbing a rig, cunt looked at it with a lingering desire... “FUCKING DO IT AND I’ll FUCKING MAKE SURE MAX PUTS YOU ON THE BLOCK!” Daddy roared in anger. With a start, cunt grabbed my arm, hit the vein and pulled the plunger back... “Not quite my dose... but more than the others...” he said, pushing the red-tinged contents into me. I immediately felt the effects and I began a rough cough. Massaging my cunt lips, “Relax, whore... enjoy it.” cunt told me as he licked the sweat dripping from my face. “Chem whore... it’s what Daddy wants,” he whispered in my ear as my hips began to buck... he kissed my cheek. My exposed cunt now slammed with the highest dose I had ever had, boy and puppy arranged three chairs at the foot of the sling... Snapping and motioning to the other two, Daddy sat at my cunt while Max and Colin sat on either side of him... then, boy and puppy moved to their crotches and took their cocks into their mouth cunts while our omega dropped under the sling below me. I watched between my spread legs as Daddy slathered the lube over his right hand and fingers. Suddenly, I realized what was happening and I moaned at the thought of Daddy taking full control of my cunt. With a sneer on his face, he held his middle finger up to me, showing the first of five digits to invade my cunt. My first fisting was happening... “Please!” I begged, feeling Daddy’s rough finger invading me. I worked to accept it... in... out... in... the slow thrusting motions teasing me. Two fingers now... middle and index... the invasion continued and I began to groan in pleasure as the chems and invading fingers warmed my cunt. Feeling the third... his ring finger... join in, I pushed forward. “Yes!” I moaned, struggling against the chains to take the remaining digits. Watching me, Daddy’s hand remained still as I willed myself to slam against him. I relaxed my cunt and I felt his knuckles against my throbbing cunt lips. I took in a deep breath and my cunt expanded to accept my Daddy. “Fist!” “Beautiful” Daddy smiled, admiring my throbbing cunt lips surrounding his wrist. “Look up, whore.” Looking up to the mirrored ceiling, I saw the sight of my cunt impaled on Daddy’s wrist. The fullness of it overwhelmed me... “Oh God, Daddy...” I shouted, never feeling so complete. I started to ride his fist with abandonment... Suddenly, I was transformed into nothing but a true cunt. Looking up into the mirror, I saw cunt underneath me... watching me take my first fist. At that moment, I completely understood his purpose in life and I began to babble and plead for more as I worked myself further down his wrist... the pressure increasing on my bladder. “Give it, whore.” Daddy snarled, his fist now furiously working my cunt. “Fucking gotta piss,” I grunted, releasing a torrent of piss from my caged cock, spraying over those watching Daddy take my fisting cherry. “Goddamn!” I hear Max chuckle watching cunt wallow underneath the sling, covered in my piss and lubed cunt juices. On and on, Daddy explored my cunt... driving me mad as I began to swallow his muscled forearm. “I can’t...” I groaned, feeling the entrance to my cunt painfully expand. “You can do it, whore... a little more.” Nodding, I took a deep breath and obeyed. His fingers expanding, he explored the walls of my cunt. Then without a warning, my cunt began to spasm and grasp at the invader... “OH SHIT!” I gasped... not knowing if I could handle any more as the jolt of my anal orgasm released an explosion of cunt juices that leaked over cunt’s face. “Breath.... Breathe....” Daddy gently said, collapsing his hand. “Good job,” he grunted, slowly exiting my wrecked cunt. Rising from the chair, Daddy stood and held up his arm to show me the line of lube circling his arm four and half inches past his wrist. “Impressive... I may have a fisting whore on my hands.... or should I say arm.” Stepping back and wiping off, Daddy took a long deep drag from the pipe. “I own you whore... completely.” he said, exhaling the thick cloud from deep in his lungs into cunt’s waiting mouth. “Go on you two fuckers.” Suddenly, boy swiftly released Max’s cock and dropped to foot of sling to join cunt. “GODDAMMIT!” I screamed, feeling their mouth cunts attack my swollen cunt lips... I could feel teeth on the tender folds and I began to buck forward, feeling their tongues lapping and slurping... wanting to feed on me. The sensations were indescribable... my head fell back and I glanced up at the reflection of Daddy, Max, Colin and puppy standing above them with cocks in hand. “Fucking piss pigs,” Daddy snarled and nodded to the others... releasing a torrent of chem piss from his thick shaft. The others quickly joined in and released their bladders, drenching boy and cunt in a puddle of piss. The two were insatiable... they dropped to the floor and began to suck the harsh warm piss off each other as they wallowed in the pool and my body began to jerk... wanting to escape its restraints. “Fucking love it...” I began to moan, watching boy and cunt in the mirror above me. “Yeah?” Daddy questioned. “Fuck yeah...” I said, locking my dilated eyes with my Daddy. Daddy motioned to puppy... quickly, puppy released me and I fell to the wet dungeon floor and joined the two piss pigs... our smooth muscled bodies squelching and sliding in the piss. My tongue worked its way across their bodies as I reveled in the flavor of the chem piss blended with their musky sweat. Grabbing my face, cunt pushed me to boy’s slick yellow-striped rubbered crotch and I began to chew on the hardness within. All I could think about was taking boy’s pumped-up cock inside me. I moved my hands up the slick thighs of my beta and pulled down, releasing the thick modified shaft. “Fuck me...” I groaned as I fell on my back and spread my thighs. “Whore...” boy moaned and shoved himself into me in one thrust. “Fucking can’t get enough cock, huh whore?” Teasing my cunt, boy increased the rhythm of his fuck and gripped my hips tighter before backing off... “Fucking beautiful whore,” boy said as he ran his hands up and down my torso, feeling the muscles underneath. He reached up to my pecs, openly roaming them with his palms. Leaning in, the stubble of his red hair rubbed against my quivering lips as he moved to my neck, tasting the chemmed sweat emanating from me. Continuing in his chem-fueled lust, boy gripped my shoulders and started whispering in my ear. “Fucking whore... Daddy has plans for you... can’t wait.” I was delirious... focused entirely on the feeling of boy’s massive cock flexing and pumping within me. His hands covering every inch of my torso, he started to bite into my neck as if wanting to devour me completely. Picking up the pace, boy began to grunt in rhythm to his thrusts.. “That’s it whore, gonna feed your cunt. I want you sweating out my jizz... let those johns smell what a whore you are.” Suddenly, boy took hold of my shoulders and gripped them tightly as his cock seized up and released a powerful load into me, stunning me from the force. I started bucking into his still hard cock, trying to take every last drop of him. “Excellent,” Max grunt, releasing a load into puppy’s mouth. Pulling Colin of his own cock, Daddy turned to cunt... “Get that whore in the cage... time for you to earn your keep.” Without a word, cunt crawled to me, snapped on my leash and led me out of the dungeon. I was so spun that I followed without questioning what was happening. We entered the dimly lit garage and was secured in the cage by my septum, forcing me to my hands and knees... cunt still available. Quietly, I watch as cunt locked the cage and crawled to the door. “Relax,” he said turning to me, “You’re not the only chem whore... I still have work to do.”

Hell yes 100%

Part 5: Seven Years Later It happened like this. One day, out of the blue, I got a call at work from Coach Graham. It surprised me, because I hadn’t seen him or heard from him since I’d gone off to college. He’d seen a piece about me on the local TV news and had called to ask if I’d be willing to come and give some pointers on college-level polo to his current squad of high school seniors. I jumped at the chance. After all, it’s always good for athletes to share their experience and expertise with younger sportsmen who are still learning the ropes. Okay, who am I kidding? I couldn’t wait to get back to the club, just to be able to see that awesome hunk, Coach Graham, again. Looking at a new crop of young hotties in speedos would be the icing on the cake. By this time, I was a fully out and proud gay man and I’m sure he knew it. I was also sure that he was gay too but flying a bit lower under the radar – as he had to be, of course, in a coaching job with teenagers. Back in the day, I’d caught him once or twice looking at me in an odd way, and I was pretty sure I had spotted him briefly scoping out my speedo bulge. He’d have had to be pretty dense not to have caught on to the fun that had been going on in the showers after practice. We met outside the pool, shaking hands, and exchanging greetings. The firm grip of his handshake assured me that he was just as muscular as ever. We were a bit early, and the public swimming time was still going on, so I just showered and changed into my speedo and t-shirt in the public dressing rooms. When I came out on the deck, I exchanged friendly hellos with Anita, the lifeguard – she’d been in a couple of my classes in high school. Then she blew the whistle to clear the pool, announcing the end of public swimming for the day. There was the usual round of complaints from the younger kids who would have stayed in the water all day if you let them. That made me smile – I could still remember being one of those dorky kids, and giving some grief to the lifeguard who, at that time, was a hunky college guy in a bright orange speedo. He was probably the first guy I ever looked at who gave me that quivery feeling. But back to the moment. As the public gang cleared out, the teenaged lads in the club were coming out onto the deck and dropping into the water in twos and threes. Then Coach Graham appeared, still hot as ever in his signature too-tight t-shirt and speedo. He introduced me to the club members, and then began the drills. I spent a fair bit of that practice actually in the water with the club members, demonstrating some of the higher-level skills and tricks I’d learned from my coach in college. By mid-November I had visited the club often enough that I had pretty much become the de facto assistant coach of the squad. Coach Graham asked me one day to hang around and lead some extra drills again, twenty minutes’ worth, but this time he stayed right there on deck watching me working with the younger group. After I dismissed them, we both peeled off our shirts and dived in to swim a few laps and unwind. When I came up for air after an underwater sprint, there he was seated on the edge of the pool right in front of me, with his furry, muscled legs dangling into the water and his hand resting, very casually, on the growing bulge in the front of his speedo. It didn’t take a massive amount of intelligence to realize that he was coming onto me, and I was definitely ready for some action with him – I’d been ready for that ever since I was a teenaged club member myself. I climbed out of the water, and we both stood up. We had to be careful, with Anita on her lifeguard stand watching us, but I turned half away from her, winked, and groped my own swelling crotch quickly. I walked away from Coach towards the locker room door, making sure to give him a good eyeful of my well-built ass. I went into the now-empty locker room, heard the key locking the door from the pool behind me, and headed for the showers. I just stood there, without peeling my speedo off, letting the water pour over me. Less than a minute passed until I felt a firm hand gripping my butt. I turned, and there was Coach Graham, with an expression of pure lust on his face. I reached out and stroked his hard, lightly furred pec, tweaking the nipple enough to produce a quiet moan. Then he leaned close and whispered, “The shower in the coach’s office is a lot more private.” I needed no encouragement to follow him. In the coach’s shower, with the water running, I finally got to do something I’d dreamed of for years. I pulled the drawstrings on Coach Graham’s speedo, and then slid it down, releasing his big uncut dick. I dropped to my knees and took his big tool into my mouth, working my tongue around the head and then drawing it deeper inside. He moaned and then grasped my head, pumping his cock slowly in and out of my throat. “Fuck, you’re one hot cocksucker,” he muttered. I reached up and around, pulling that tight suit off his swelling glutes, and began working them with my fingers, sliding my two index fingers into his furry crack. “That’s not all I’m good at,” I shot back as I started teasing his hole. Damn, I couldn’t make up my mind what I wanted to do first – suck his load down my throat, fuck his muscular ass, or get his big cock deep inside my tight butt. So many choices. He decided for me. He reached down, grabbed me under the armpits, and pulled me to my feet, locking his mouth onto mine with the speed of a striking snake. His tongue quickly worked its way into my mouth. As we made out, his hand delved into the front of my speedo, pulling the drawstrings before he fished my cock out, rubbing the head as he did. “Oh, fuck, Coach!” “Doug. My name’s Doug.” “Hi, Doug. I’m Pete.” We both laughed, but I quickly began moaning into his mouth as his hand started to work magic on my rock-hard cock. After another minute of intense kissing, he spun me around, pushed me up against the wall, and then dropped down and buried his face in my crack. He didn't stop at the crack, either -- he was kissing me all over my muscle butt, and even biting down on my ass cheeks hard enough to leave marks. “Oh, fuck, yeah, eat my muscle ass.” “Tightest ass I’ve ever seen in my life. I’ve been wanting to do you for years.” Well, that answered that question. By this time my dick was leaking precum as he worked my hole with his talented tongue. “Fuck, yeah, Doug, I want it.” “Want what?” “I want your big dick in my hole.” “Need a rubber?” “Fuck, no. Bare’s the only way to go. I want your cock, and I want your load.” “Good man. You always were one of my brightest and best players.” He stood up and started working his finger inside me. I groaned again. “Sweet, tight ass. This is going to feel awesome.” He kept pumping me with his finger, then added a second one which made me moan even louder. His talented hand twisted those fingers around, sliding them in and out and working them in circles until he felt I was ready for the main event. Then he pulled his fingers out, and I felt the blunt end of his cock nudging against me. I relaxed, arched my back, and felt the pressure – then, quickly, the pop as the head went in. Slowly he worked, sliding inch after inch of his big meat into my hole until his hips came up against his ass – and I knew that I finally had that hot coach dick all the way up inside my body. Doug wrapped his arms around me in a fierce bear hug, grinding his big pecs against my back as he humped me, working his cock in and out of my butthole. I groaned as he thrust in, clamping down my muscles on him, and felt that hard dick pushing its way deep in my guts. His thrusts speeded up, and I pushed back and out, getting every bit of him into me. I slammed my hands up against the shower wall, bracing myself there to hold firm against his ferocious pounding into my ass. Before long, I could hear the change in his breathing. I didn’t want it to end, this fantasy fuck of my entire lifetime, but I knew it had to finish soon. I could feel the pulses of sperm starting up into my own cock, and I knew Doug was close too. Suddenly, he let out a roar of “Aw, fuck!” and slammed all the way in, holding it inside me as his load pulsed out, filling my guts with his babies. Just the feeling of him cumming inside me popped my cork. My dick lifted, spurted fiercely against the shower wall again and again, in time with the ongoing flexing of his cock in my hole. He was holding me so tightly against him that I could almost feel my ribs bending. Slowly, our breathing returned to normal from the orgasmic gasping, and his crushing grip on my body relaxed as his cock began to slide out of me. An incredible, top-of-the-league fuck, yes, but this went further than anything I’d ever experienced with Brent, Kyle, Tyler, Doug, or Sven – or any of my other casual partners since them. I knew it for me, and as soon as I turned around to kiss him, I knew it for him too – just from the look in his eyes, and the way he seized me and kissed me. Then, he opened his eyes, and looked right into mine. “Dinner at my place? Please, say yes.” How could I say no to an invitation like that? Half an hour later, I was walking around the living room of a very neat house, looking at pictures and other bits and pieces of his life, while he busied himself in the kitchen. I couldn’t help noticing several pictures of him hugging and smiling with a handsome redhead, both of them obviously younger than Doug’s current age. Over dinner, I asked him, adding hastily that he didn’t have to tell me if he didn’t want to share. “That was Sean. He was my high school crush, but I never actually met him then. We both dated girls – flying under the radar, you know. I met him in second-year college, and right from the get-go we were inseparable. Our friends all knew, and they mostly didn’t care. We had a place together by third year, and after graduation, we got good jobs right out of school – which is how we could afford this house.” Doug had this beautiful, wistful smile on his face as he recalled this love from his past. “What happened?” I already sensed that the story didn’t have a happy ending. “He was killed by a drunk driver. It was a week after his thirtieth birthday. That was 8 years ago.” My heart went out to him. “Doug, I’m so sorry.” I couldn’t think what else to say. The pain slowly left his face and he smiled at me again. “The pain comes and goes. He’s always a part of me, as I was of him, so the loss never leaves. I’ve just learned to live with it.” I could make a guess at how he felt. At 31 myself, I was old enough to have experienced a few losses, although none that cut as close to the bone as this loss of the love of his life. We finished our dinner in silence, but it wasn’t awkward – it felt as if we were communing. Finally, I knew that I had to say something. “Doug, thank you. Not just for the meal, although that was awesome, but for sharing your story.” “Fair’s fair. Time for you to share yours with me.” I laughed. “Pour another glass of wine, this is going to take a while.” We sat together on the sofa, and I began. He laughed at me watching Brent and Kyle getting it on in the showers, and how easily they got me involved in their shenanigans. “Yeah, I knew those two couldn’t keep their hands off each other but I didn’t know how they pulled you in!” I went on with our college adventures, the water polo tournaments we won, and how many of those victories ran on a solid foundation of drained cock and filled ass. He was snorting and giggling a mile a minute at some of our dirty antics, especially when Brent told us about his “tryouts.” He practically hyperventilated when I told him all about the poolside orgy. When I got to the bit about me asking Brent to take my cherry, he turned solemn. “Wow, that was a mighty big dick to take on for your first time.” “It helps when you know you want it.” “Yes, I know that well enough.” I suspected that he was alluding to some past moment with his lost Sean. Then he asked me, “So where are all of them now?” It took me a few minutes to update him on Brent and Kyle, and how we still visited back and forth when we could. “It would be great to have a reunion with those two. All three of you were among the best players I ever coached, and you sure tore up the record book on your college team too.” He gave one more loud laugh when I told him about the college coach winking as he announced that Brent, Kyle, and myself would be the captain and co-assistant captains in our last year. Then he just sat, quietly, and reached out an arm to draw me close. Again, it felt as if we were communing. At last, he said, quietly, “Want to go upstairs?” I stood up, and drew him to his feet, then kissed him. “Lead the way.” In his bedroom, we undressed each other slowly, carefully. He pulled me down onto the bed with him, and we began to really explore each other’s bodies. This wasn’t at all like the lust-fuelled encounter in the shower. Beyond any doubt, we were making love, and it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. Even when I took him in my favourite position – on top, face to face, kissing each other as I worked my cock inside him – it was totally different from the way it had felt when I’d done that with Kyle, with Tyler, even with Brent when I took his cherry. When I finally worked my way up to climax, it was another world-shaking orgasm far beyond any I’d had in my entire life – and when we recovered our breath and began kissing again, the tearful smile on Doug’s face said it all. Even before he said the words, I knew he would invite me to stay – and I knew that I would. It’s been cough-cough-cough years since that night when we fell out of lust and into love. Brent and Kyle stood up with us at our wedding, and we’ve had them and their husbands as guests in our home. We’ve had plenty of other guests, too, from the people at City Hall to Doug’s colleagues from his banking job. Every time we have company, he gets busy in the kitchen and whips up another incredible meal. I eat like a king, day in and day out, because I had the good luck to marry an amazing chef. He’s also an incredibly hot daddy who’s still awesome as hell in bed. We let the water polo club go some years ago to Paul, a younger man who was one of Doug’s stars at the time I met him again. But we still go to the games and cheer ourselves hoarse. Incidentally, we’re not the only old-timers who still support the club. There’s one thing that might surprise some people, but here goes. I don’t mind at all that the pictures of Doug with Sean are still there in the house. There are pictures of Doug with me on the walls along with them – one of our wedding is hanging just to the right of a picture of Sean, who was caught by the camera giving a wicked and meaningful wink! And after all, in a very real way, it was Sean who brought us together. Here’s to you, Sean, wherever you are.

Part 22 - Tranquillity Returns A feeling of peace eased over him and Alex slept pretty much the whole night safe in the arms of Liam. A vehicle crossing the gravel driveway and pulling up out front woke Alex from his sleep and he crept out of bed careful not to wake Liam, walking across the bedroom he glanced over his shoulder to the naked torso of his protection officer, the sight alone was enough to stir his cock and he looked out of the window to see Francis and Nick returning. Even in the subdued light of dawn he could easily see the tattoos on Nick's arms, the rest covered by the t-shirt he wore that hugged against his massive muscular torso. The view was enough to present subtle reminders of Max and his tattoos. Under the cover of night the prince and princess had been removed from the palace and driven to the embassy with instructions to the ambassador to repatriate them within 24 hours, their diplomatic status in Monrovia was stripped and banned from entering the country. Little did Alex know that the king had spent several hours on the phone to Andreas's parents informing them of what happened. Alex jumped a little then sighed feeling those warm soft muscular arms comforting him again, his train of thought was so far out of where and who he was with that he turned and kissed Liam, he action provoking the arms to tighten around his body lifting him clear in to the air and carried over to the bed. Neither one spoke and Liam initiated another kiss, his cock already stiffening pressed up against Alex, deeper and deeper the kissing went moving from a comforting assurance to a passionate wild abandonment. His face still slightly sore and a few light bruises were appearing from the force of Andreas slapping him. Right now he was far from his thoughts and he allowed Liam to position himself between his legs. Alex never knew this but when ever he engaged with Liam and was ready his legs would on their own accord rise clamping around the muscled thighs, a signal that Liam took pulling his legs up and forcing Alex's arse to be exposed to his cock. Any uncertainty Liam felt after last night washed away with the erotic moans escaping Alex's mouth and his fingers dancing all over Liam's body. For the second time they both got lost in each other and slowly made love, the cock teasing at Alex's hole for ages until Liam wriggled his hips and pushed forward penetrating with gentle tenderness. Their mouths locked unable to detach themselves from kissing each other, the subtle moans and movements in Alex's body responding to every part of the Liam's cock entering his body. So connected with each other it was like Liam could feel Alex's state of arousal and desire passing into his own body. The first rays of sun appeared over the horizon flooding the room with a golden amber glow. On the bed a mass of two bodies locked together in passion slowly acting out a love scene. The smooth tender movements of a muscular arse rising and sinking driven by the hips, moving his cock in and out, the recipients toes curled and released in time with the deep penetration, pitiful cries from the recipient quickly followed by his tantalising moan. With no change of speed or intensity to bring on an orgasm, they carried on until Liam reached his orgasm naturally. Alex's arm clung around the muscular body riding with him until his body collapsed, panting heavily whilst still kissing Alex. Liam finally disentangled himself rolling on his back, his body settling to a satisfied calmness. Alex swung his legs slowly over to the side of the bed and stood taking a few seconds to steady himself. His attempt at trying to fathom out how sex could get even more intense and intimate like it had just been was hitting a dead end. He turned and leaned over Liam who stared up at him, Alex smiled and kissed him briefly his fingers roaming over the bicep of Liam's right arm. He chuckled and walked over to the window with his clothes and began dressing. Liam laid on the bed lost for words and admiring Alex's body, he still couldn't understand how one person could do this to him. This young prince had truly changed everything he thought he knew about sex and love making, it was the sublime reactions the body made under him, that and the closeness that had grown between them. He definitely wasn't gay that much he knew since no other man could turn his head so much like Alex, well apart from Max who he found very similar to his prince and maybe just a small part of him actually found him sexy as well. Liam continued watching Alex dress slowly until he left to see Marty and check on him, he was still sleepy but feeling a lot better, giggling away to himself from the effect of the pain killers. Heading down to the kitchen Alex found Francis enjoying a much needed cup of coffee and bacon sandwich, they had a quick catch up when Nick arrived back in the kitchen from showering. Shrouded in his own little world Alex had never paid much attention to Nick who walked in wearing only shorts and still drying himself, at 31 he sported a shaved head and solid muscular build that was bigger than Liam. The tattoos over his body looked incredible and the slight hint of dark hair on his head echoed down through the light dusting of hair on his chest that tapered off below his shorts. Even when sat normally the muscles in arms were so defined and his thighs were thick with muscle. It was an incredible body to look at, but like Liam's it was built to protect and destroy. "Morning your highness are you well?" Nick asked sitting at the kitchen table. Alex nodded almost scared to speak "He gets like that" Francis said to Nick who chuckled. "You don't know me that well!" Alex replied giggling, "I am fine and thank you for last night". "Is he gone?" Alex asked looking at them both. Nick nodded "Yes and Prince Alden gave him one hell of beating last night" he said approvingly. "What?" Alex asked, "I don't remember seeing Alden there" he said looking surprised. Alex and Francis looked at each other "He is one protective brother your highness" Nick added. "Thank you for helping Marty out" Alex said in genuine thanks. Nick smiled "And you your highness, are you injured?" he asked helping himself to coffee. Alex blushed slightly "I don't think so" he replied, "You can check me over" he said grinning. "Full body examination?" Nick asked without batting an eyelid. Francis chuckled away merrily "Are you straight Nick?" he asked completely out of the blue. "Yeah Nick are you straight?" Alex now asked grinning away at him "Alex stop being inappropriate to Nick" the king said entering the kitchen causing a commotion. Francis and Nick both stood but the king waved them to sit down "How are you Alex?" he asked. "Fine and now embarrassed thank you. Worried more about Marty" Alex replied. His father nodded "He is in good hands and will stay as long as needs to recoup" he said. "I have the Royal Chamber Council arriving in an hour for a meeting" the king replied. "I should get changed your majesty" Francis said like second nature. "No need Francis, anyway you both need to catch up on sleep" the king replied. "I guess that means no ride or swim today" Alex said and his father shook his head. "Tomorrow Alex, I promise" his father replied leaving the kitchen. "How is Marty?" Francis suddenly asked looking concerned. "Better" Alex replied switching his glance back to Nick, "Well you going to examine me?" he asked. Nick sat back in his chair grinning "Take your clothes off and lay on the table then" he replied. "Not a chance!" Alex said laughing, "Well not here at least". "Right I am off to see Marty" Francis said jumping up and leaving the kitchen. "Bye" Nick called to the back of Francis then looking at Alex, "I do massages if you want one?". "Hmm..." Alex said blushing, "Is there a happy ending?" he asked grinning. Nick laughed causing his pecs to dance "Maybe, if you are a good boy I will send Liam in". Alex's mouth dropped open "Yeah I know all about you two" he said quietly smirking at Alex. "How?" Alex asked, "Did Liam tell you?" he fired another question panicking. "Yes we talk a lot in the gym. Don't worry your secret is safe with me" Nick replied seriously. Alex didn't know where to look "I should go and get some sleep" Nick said standing up. Alex nodded staring at his body "I might need to see what Liam is getting" Nick said. "Eh?" Alex said then suddenly realised what Nick had meant, "No way, look at you!" he said. Nick walked around to Alex and rubbed his shoulders "Oh god!" Alex aid his head dropping forward. "Let me know if you want a massage your highness" Nick said leaning closer so softly that Alex tingled. By the time Alex raised his head Nick was gone and he had an erection, he sat there in the kitchen as the chef arrived to prepare breakfast and Alex watched until he his erection died down. He was about to go for breakfast when he was summoned to the kings office along with Alden. Arriving their to find their mother and granny along with royal chamber council members who all looked a little bleary eyed leaving the office, the king had offered them all to stay for the day to catch up on sleep or join the country fayre later. The king announced to them that Jackson was being promoted to head of the royal household and Francis was being promoted as valet to Alden, he went on to explain that Lipscombe had been dismissed from his post but the king didn't elaborate any further. With everything sorted the family along with the Governor Premier and his husband Brad joined the royal family for breakfast. Alex went up to see Marty again to make sure he had everything he needed, Marty patted the bed and Alex sat beside him telling him of everything that had gone since. He made Marty laugh explaining about this Tom guy, trying to describe him in as best details as he could had Marty smiling and encouraging Alex to try him out. Despite everything that had happened in the last 24 hours Alex had a new found respect for Marty and the way he defended him, true loyalty and a true friend in him was all Alex could see. He was happy spending the entire morning finding out so much about Marty. He never expected anything or wanted anything and that was what Alex found so unique about him, that and his sexual appeal. By the time Alex left at lunchtime he had found a very real friend in Marty. Tom arrived and dropped off two boxes of apricot jam with the new labels but was stuck for time and had to get back to the stall so Alex said he would pop by later. He was unsure if he should actually meet up with him, even though he was certainly assured of himself and he was without a doubt very pleasing to the eye. Then an idea stuck in his mind, not for personal gain but to help Tom reach his dream even though it was a long shot he wandered around the palace and finally found Jackson mulling through paperwork in his new role. "Your highness" Jackson said standing and bowing his head, "What do I owe this pleasure?". Alex chuckled "I miss you, but that is not what I am hear for" he replied sitting down. "Now you have got my attention" Jackson replied sneaking a kiss from Alex. "Stop that!" Alex giggled, "You know what that does to me, every thing is your fault!". "I do not have a clue what you mean" Jackson replied smiling broadly at him. "Meet me at the artisan marquee at 4pm" Alex said to in a do not say no manner. Jackson laughed "Seriously Alex I have so much to do" he replied, "Why should I?" he asked. "You need a new footman" Alex informed him and Jackson nodded, "I want you to meet Tom". Jackson raised an eyebrow "Another one of your conquests?" he asked smirking. "Certainly not! Well not yet but maybe" Alex replied giggling and standing up. "He applied before and well you know what Lipscombe was like" Alex said, "4pm don't be late". "As you command your highness" Jackson said standing and bowing then kissing Alex again. Alex spent the afternoon at the country fayre with the Liam, Steven and Brad. Laughing and playing all the games, tasting all the artisan products with Alex persuading Steven to buy the apricot jam that had new labels that showed the royal warrant. Jackson appeared dead on 4pm at the artisan marquee and was pleased to see Steven and Brad, Alex instantly picked up that something must have gone on between the three of them as they appeared way to overly friendly towards each other. Alex lead them all back to the jam stall and there stood Tom with his t-shirt off to the side enjoying a break and a little bit of sun. Alex coughed startling Tom who had his eyes closed "Your highness alright" he said bowing. "Tom, I want you meet Jackson and..." Alex was about to introduce Steven but was stopped. "Wow I know who he is" Tom said bowing his head again, "Your highness" he said. Steven chuckled "Tom I am not royalty you do not need to bow or address me like that". "Right Brad and I will leave the three of you" Alex said forgetting he hadn't told Tom. "To what?" Tom asked looking surprised. Jackson stepped in "Tom I am in charge of the royal household and I need a footman" he said. "Oh, right, oh you want to interview me?" Tom asked scratching his head. Jackson looked at Steven who nodded "No Tom, we are offering you the position" he explained. "Tom!" his mother Elspeth called, "What are you up to now?" she appeared wiping her hands. "Oh Governor!" Elspeth remarked taken back seeing him, "Tom put your t-shirt on this minute". "Mum, they have offered me a job at the palace" Tom explained to her surprised look. "Really?" Elspeth questioned getting excited, "Which palace?" she asked looking at Steven. "Well here until the family return to Balenciaga" Jackson replied watching her expression change. "Wow that is amazing Tom, don't screw it up!" she warned him. "So what do I do then?" Tom asked looking lost at what was suppose to happen. Jackson smiled "Monday morning 9am at the palace and we start your training as a footman". "So quickly" Elspeth said looking a little sad, "Is he going to live at the palace as well?". "Yes" Jackson replied, "Footman are expected to reside at the palace" he said. Elspeth nodded and looked at Tom "Seriously don't screw this opportunity up" she reminded him. Tom nodded to his mother "We will see you Monday morning Tom" Jackson said taking their leave. Elspeth waited then hugged her son, even she knew that the opportunity to work at the palace very rarely came up, and when they did it opened doors to numerous career moves both with the royal household and outside. Tom was beside himself with excitement having given up on ever being employed at the palace after his knock back last year. On their return to the palace early that evening Jackson and Francis were coming out of the king's office smiling when they came across Alex and Liam who congratulated them on their promotion. Francis and Alex decided to go up and see how Marty was fairing and they climbed the stairs when Alex suddenly stopped and looked at Francis. "So does this mean we won't get to hang out much now?" Alex asked. Francis shrugged "No idea, I guess that will be down to Prince Alden" he replied. Francis turned to look at Jackson talking to a member of staff "That might be a problem" he said. Alex looked in the direction Francis was looking "Why, do you not get on with him?" he asked. Francis looked at Alex "Alex how dumb are you? We are playing cat and mouse". Alex laughed loudly "What?" Francis asked looking at him quizzically. "Jackson was my valet and my first" Alex replied in a hushed tone. Francis pushed Alex up the stairs in shock "Anyway he is chasing me now as I stopped chasing him" he said. "I can put in a word for you" Alex replied giggling. Francis glanced back down the stairs "Find out how he feels" he said then turning to Alex. Alex nodded "I will, but you could ask him straight up" he said patting Francis on the shoulder. "So what are you going to do about this Max guy?" Francis asked curiously. "Don't know Francis" Alex replied stopping on the top stair, "Probably live my life forever regretting it". Francis stopped "Seriously Alex, if he meant that much find him" he said affectionately. Alex shrugged "I really can't think about him now" he said smiling at Francis. "I have some mates if you want setting up" Francis offered kindly. Alex glanced at him "Would they get royal approval though?" he asked. Francis put his arm around Alex's shoulder "Probably not, might be a bit to rough for you". "Set me up with them all" Alex replied laughing. Alex woke Monday morning feeling worse for wear, the previous evening had been a bit rowdy after having returned to the fayre for the close where Francis, Artem and himself had been visiting the stalls once more and sampling many of the delicious wines, one stall holder gave Alex a box of six bottles telling him they were for his birthday in January. Artem appeared in his room looking dishevelled to say the least which brightened Alex's day enormously. Marty was well enough to be out of bed and was invited to breakfast with the royal family where the king personally wanted to thank him for his loyalty to Alex. The bruises looked worse than he felt and during breakfast the king asked Marty if he would consider taking on the role Master of Royal Horses meaning he would be in charge of the each member of the royal families personal horses and their safe passage between Balenciaga and Greenacres. It was a role that had been vacant for several years, the king had suggested this to Gary who agreed that Marty would be perfect for this role. For Marty he was propelled from mere stable hand to second in charge at the Royal Mews with two groomsmen reporting in to him. Tom was still in a state of awe from his tour of the palace and all the passageways that allowed household staff to appear and disappear in an instant. Jackson looked at the young guy who was rough around the edges but instinct told him that Alex was generally right about people, he would take some training and in time would no doubt excel working his way up in the palace hierarchy. For now he was being trained as junior footman. Tom thanked Jackson for the orange juice as they got to work running through his routines and who he was to shadow for the first two weeks. Then he was fitted out in his footman uniform and quickly took a selfie sending it to his mother and father who were so proud of their son finally getting a job with great prospects. The final few days at Greenacres were looming. Marty was up and around doing some work in the stables and learning from Gary about his new role. His bruises were pale yellowy greenish now and was pain free apart from a few twinges in his neck and thumb print where Andreas had tried to throttle him one handed. Alex breezed through the kitchen grabbing a couple of bacon sandwiches that he had found out where Marty's favourite food and happily took them down to the stables calling out for Marty and finding him the barn moving bales around. "Hey brought you your favourite" Alex said calling over to him. Marty turned and bowed his head "Your highness, thank you" he replied sitting on the bale. Alex sat next to him "How is it going?" he asked taking a bit of Marty's sandwich that he offered. "Good, busy like but good" Marty replied, "And you?" he asked looking Alex in the eye. He nodded "Fine" he said trying not to express too much emotion. Marty leaned in and kissed Alex "You don't fool me Alex" he said putting his arm around him. "What do you want me to say?" Alex asked, "Twice in one year he tired it on with me". Marty smirked and kissed him again "Shouldn't be such a cock tease" he said making Alex laugh. "What really happened to Lipscombe?" Marty now asked finishing his sandwich. Alex chuckled "Lied to the king and tried to get Francis dismissed" he replied. Marty nodded "And what of this Jackson guy, is he alright?" he asked. "Yes and good in bed" Alex replied smirking, "Think he has his eye on Francis though". "He better not start taking my property away" Marty said taking a swig of water from his bottle. "Your property?" Alex asked raising an eyebrow grinning. "Yup, you both dam well now I own your arses" Marty replied standing up, "Get up!" he commanded. Alex stood and Marty kissed him hard then hugged him "My property and my friend" he said. Alex leaned back and looked at him "Fair enough" he conceded kissing him again. "Now piss off I have work to do" Marty said picking up a hay bale, "Lounge tonight?". Alex nodded "Definitely" he replied, "Anyway I have a date with Liam now" he added. "You what?" Marty asked looking jealous. "Self defence lesson" Alex replied enjoying the the jealous look on Marty was giving him. Marty walked towards Alex "Can you ask him if he would teach me as well please?" he asked. Alex smiled "Of course" he replied kissing him then walking out of the barn. Alex arrived at the gym in the basement of the palace to see Liam wearing his shorts exposing his full body deliberately since he knew that would get Alex going. What Alex didn't expect was seeing Nick on the weight bench pumping iron. He walked over to Liam but his gaze was on Nick wearing lycra shorts showing off his impressive bulge that clearly he was no shy of displaying. Liam stepped forward and pushed Alex. Alex looked at him "Did you just push me?" he asked looking shocked. "Yes!" Liam replied, "What are you going to do about twiglet?" he asked mocking Alex. Alex stepped forward and plunged a finger in Liam's chest "Did you just push me?" he asked again. Liam laughed in Alex's face then made a grab for him but Alex was getting quicker in his responses and ducked deliberately falling to the floor then using his legs he swiped Liam on to the floor. 'Excellent' Liam said standing up and really impressed by Alex who seemed to have a new found energy for protecting himself. Nick watched on from the bench enjoying the show until they finished their practice, Alex asked Liam if he would be willing to teach Marty and he eagerly agreed to train them both. "I will help if you like" Nick said standing up and walking towards them. Alex nearly buckled at the knees seeing his sweaty muscular tattooed body looming closer "Thanks" he said. Nick smiled "You are pretty good already" he said glancing at Liam and nodding. Liam chuckled knowing what Nick was thinking "Protection officer hug" he said to Nick who nodded. Alex looked confused at them both for a moment then realised they were both going to set on him. His legs failing to move from a sexual excitement that sprung up out of nowhere, desperately he was trying to curb the thought. Liam pulled Alex to his chest facing him and Nick moved in behind trapping Alex between their bodies. His initial reaction was of disgust feeling the sweaty bodies pressing in against his back and chest, the muscular arms of both men clasped together pulling each other forward and squashing Alex. He let out a cry then couldn't stop laughing at his predicament. "This is not fair" Alex managed to say between fits of laughter and cries feeling the pressure. Their bodies wriggle up hard against Alex "Whose the boss?" Liam asked waiting for a submission. Alex threw his head back against Nick's body "Me" he replied giggling as they held him tighter. Liam started giggling feeling Alex's cock getting hard "Someone is turned on" he said. Nick laughed and ground his hips against Alex "Man you have a big one" Alex said pushing back. Deliberately Alex turned the game and ground his arse against Nick's bulge feeling the desired effect and it growing firmer and firmer, the arms around him squeezing tighter. He could not escape the muscular bulk of the bodies crushing against him. Suddenly his feet left the ground being suspended between them, there were erections both front and back of him. Alex started panting realising he couldn't pull a full breath in and was getting even more aroused that his body started tingling all over. One look in Liam's eyes then rolling his head back against Nick's shoulder his body wriggled and he let himself go enjoying the orgasm that had been building in his groin. Heightened by the solid muscles against his back and chest he moaned loudly rolling his head side to side before realising his embarrassing state. "Enough" Alex said tapping out feeling the bodies squeezing him harder. They both let go and Alex fell to the floor laughing "Dam did you shoot?" Liam asked. Alex looked at the slimly patch on his shorts "Looks like I did" he replied laying flat out. He looked at Liam "He is way bigger than you in all departments" Alex said teasing Liam. Nick threw a towel over Alex "Knew he wouldn't last long" Liam said sitting on the floor. "Horny little thing isn't he" Nick said drying himself with a towel. Alex looked up grinning "Horny little prince, if you don't mind!" he said jokingly. "I need a shower" Liam said standing up and helping Alex to his feet. Nick saw for himself just how much Liam and Alex really liked and respected each other, yet it was only now he saw just how close the two of them were as friends. His charge, Prince Alden, was okay but certainly not as openly friendly like Prince Alexander was. He was a little jealous of them and also knew that Alden was the crown prince and therefore had to keep a certain distance as he was the one who was scrutinised constantly. "Well young prince how about that massage?" Nick offered. Alex shrugged "Sure, but don't go mad on me" he replied. Liam picked up a towel grinning "Careful Nick he might get you to do naughty things" he said. "Come here!" Alex said chasing after Liam who bolted out of the gym. "Wow you are naughty" Nick said throwing Alex over his shoulder carrying him to the massage room. Alex spent those few seconds looking at his tattoos without a care in the world until Nick sat him on the massage table and he came face to face with his lightly hairy and very masculine chest. He was calm enough to refrain from touching Nick since he really knew little about him, why he didn't know since he had just helped Liam out making him orgasm. His eyes though kept wandering down to the bulge that protruded so much in those tight shorts. Alex swung himself around and laid on his stomach ready, his head shot up when Nick removed his shorts carrying them two fingers and dropping them on the floor 'Yuk!' he exclaimed then chuckled walking back at the surprised look on the prince's face 'Chill out' he said oiling up his hands. He slowly massaged Alex from his toes to his neck and his fingers. Some erotic pleasures are greater and more stimulating, Alex was finding this out fighting against his cock and body surging in a pleasure that was taking him by surprise. At the same time he was so chilled out he never even noticed that Nick was now standing at his head, the bulge in touching distance of his tongue yet he refrained from doing what he really wanted to do. His fingers ran deep down Alex's spine causing him to moan and lift his head up. His eyes took a moment to focus at the bulge moving quickly forward and sinking in to his face briefly before being removed again and allowing him to breath normally. The massaged continued for thirty minutes during which time Alex totally relaxed although sexually heightened knowing whose fingers were all over his body. "I think you are done for now" Nick finally said giving Alex a light slap on the arse. He laid there in embarrassment afraid to look at him "Thanks" he said in a muffled tone. Realising he would have to move Alex sat up and Nick came around and kissed him on the cheek and left the prince alone in the massage room. Some days were simply weird and Nick had made it one of those days, was he like Liam or was Nick actually gay. It left Alex curious about Nick, the ever so quiet one who did his job and rarely socialised, certainly felt like Nick was teasing Alex which made him smile. Right now Alex could only smell the oil on his back, arms and legs, a very intoxicating reminder of that powerhouse of a man touching his body. Those last few days at Greenacres were some the best times they had, Alex, Alden and their father went horse riding and swimming in lake. Alex and Alden made a couple of trips in to town with Francis, Artem, Nick and Liam. Alden had completely changed feeling the freedom now Elethera was out of his life, it didn't stop him searching for a new girlfriend since he had a string of suiters but he was not in any rush right now. Francis was learning the role of valet quickly with Jackson and Artem helping out. For Jackson he was busier than ever taking on his new role plus helping to train Francis and Tom. Finally collaring Francis having had enough of their cat and mouse game, they had a good talk and decided to take things slowly and see what develops. Alex could clearly see that Francis doted on Jackson and behaved entirely differently around him trying to impress him. Even Alden's protection officer Nick, had become somewhat more acquainted with Alex and actually engaged in conversation quite a bit with him. Alex soon found out that hidden under his exterior was a normal guy with a sharp tongue and wicked sense of humour, something that even had Alden surprised seeing this side of Nick, the result had a good effect on them as prince and protection officer. Alex dismounted Danbury by the lake and took his book out to read, he had been needing a bit of solitude since everyone was trying to keep him busy from thinking too much. Alex turned hearing the soft gentle padding of a horse approaching. Marty pulled the reigns bringing Brandy to a stop then eased himself slowly off, the bruises around his neck were almost gone and Alex smiled at him as he walked closer. As usual Alex checked to see if he had the riding crop in his hands but they were empty. "I can go if you want to be here alone" Marty said in his deep soft voice. Alex shook his head "Don't be silly Marty" he replied. Marty took his t-shirt off "Came down here for a swim to exercise my body" he said. "What naked?" Alex asked quietly amused. Marty chuckled taking his boots off "Yeah I prefer swimming naked down here" he replied. Alex smiled putting his book down and leant across catching Marty by pleasant surprise, Alex kissed him gently on the mouth holding his lips against Marty's. He kissed again this time his mouth slightly parted and flickered his tongue to a receptive Marty. Alex moaned feeling the fingers running up along his spine until the hand cupped the back of his neck and they kissed deeply for almost five minutes before Marty let him go. "I came here to swim" Marty repeated with a grin on his face. Alex laid on his back "I know, I just wanted to kiss you. I like kissing you" he said softly. "Coming in for a swim?" Marty asked then leaning closer to Alex, "Fuck you in the water" he said. Alex laughed "You have to be kidding me?" he asked looking seriously at Marty who smirked at him. Having a look around to make sure no one was watching "I would love that" Alex replied. The cool water washed over his body invigorating him from head to toe whilst he watched Marty confidently walking in to the water with his cock already fully erect in anticipation of getting his prince and friend. There was no messing around or teasing foreplay as Marty took Alex in his arms kissing him and pulling the prince's legs up around his waist. His arse speared immediately as Marty pulled him in even closer, Alex threw his head back moaning loudly as the cold water had tightened his hole and it gripped hold of the invading cock making it a painful penetration. Gasping he tightened his arms around Marty's neck until he came to rest deeply impaled on his cock. Marty kissed him deep his hips gyrating a few times then the changing mode to gentle thrusts. Breaking the kiss several times Alex checked to make sure no one had appeared then resumed kissing Marty with all intent and purpose. The thrusts came slowly and delicately allowing Alex to relax his body, their mouths locked together in an unbreaking kiss that seduced Alex totally. The only thing running through his head was Marty's words 'You belong to me', how right he was but this was purely an outlet of sexual expression and need that they both revelled in. The thrusting started to become effortless and slick, a sign that Alex had come to understand was precum paving the way for the finale. The feeling of Marty deep in his body, the throbbing cock as the pace quickened with each passing moment had Alex floating on air, his moans lost inside Marty's mouth. How long they had been like this? Alex had no idea and it appeared that Marty was in no rush to get the job done. Suddenly Marty stopped kissing him leaning back his head to look at Alex, his cock pulsed angrily and Alex knew and could feel a huge warmth suddenly flooding his arse. His mouth slightly open with a pleasurable hint as Marty licked his lips and his hips thrusted deeper in to Alex, he made no sound as his orgasm came and went then pulling Alex back they resumed kissing. After a few minutes Alex became aware that Marty was going again and his cock showed no sign that this was over. The warmth of their sex, the cold chill of the water made a weird arousing combination between them. Marty moved one arm from around Alex's waist to his neck holding him in the kiss as his second orgasm raced through his balls and out in to Alex delivering a second hefty load. Unable to or wanting to escape the kiss Alex's eyes fluttered half closing handing himself over completely to Marty. After delivering a third load Marty finally felt sexual relief and released the prince from his duty to serve the people. Alex winced extracting himself off of Marty's cock "Holy cow!" he gasped in pleasured shock. "I got more if you want to carry one" Marty said dipping his head under water and surfacing. Alex moved closer and kissed him "Seriously I don't think I can't take more of that" he replied. Marty gave a deep chuckle "Oh I think you can and will!" he replied kissing Alex. Alex was about to protest but his legs had already wrapped themselves around Marty's waist again and his hole was already opened half embedded on the erect cock. Sure enough Marty had a hold on Alex that he found hard to resist, locking mouths so sensually Alex held on to Marty where they proceeded to enjoy two more rounds of chilly sex partly submerged in the lake. Alex shivered walking out of the water, the sun was much lower in the sky indicating that it must be pretty late in the afternoon. They dressed in silence partly through Alex unsure if words could equal what had just taken place between them, it was this shyness that Marty found endearing about the prince, that and he was a great fuck and kisser. "Riding back with me?" Marty asked breaking the silence. Alex smiled and nodded "Yes" he replied, Marty smiled walking over to Alex kissing him again. Alex grinned and mounted Danbury "What was that for?" he asked watching Marty mount Brandy. "What now I can't kiss you?" Marty asked then smiled moving off. "Is that it?" Alex asked moving Danbury in to a trot. Marty turned to look at him "You have an amazing arse to fuck" he replied casually. "Oh thanks!" Alex said finding him amusing, "That is all I am to you then?" he asked. "Stop fishing for compliments" Marty answered, "You know I like you" he added. Alex smiled catching up with Marty and they rode slowly back to the stables for half an hour talking nonsense non stop until they parted ways. Marty never once used the riding crop again on Alex, their secret sex meetings had evolved in to them being more laid back and fulfilling for both. Alex saw Nick a few times in the gym and he actually persuaded the prince to start working out properly. nothing was ever said about the massage that day and Nick made it perfectly clear that any time Alex wanted a massage he only had to ask. Naturally it confused Alex if he really meant a massage or the other thing as well. Alex had decided to hold off going too mad at working out until they were back at Balenciaga since there was a steam room which would help his bod recoup. Marty was also now learning some techniques from Liam whilst Alex mostly watched Nick working out and he certainly didn't seem to mind. On their last day Artem was coming out of his meeting with Linda carrying a handful of papers containing plans for Alex's Royal Duties up to Christmas. "In the car" Alex said stopping Artem before he could open his mouth. Artem heaved a sigh of relief "Thank god I haven't managed to go through them all yet" he said. Alex smiled "Anything interesting coming up?" he asked as they walked up to their rooms. "Trip to London in December for the charity, err..." Artem said looking at the paper, "5 days". "Good, I expect you to come along as well" Alex said but his tone was more of an offer. Artem smiled "Yeah too right!" he replied, "I mean thank you your highness" he said bowing. Alex laughed and went to finish packing his personal belongings ready for the morning.

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Part 2 I hope you like the direction this is going So I sat alone in my dorm room cruising the net for biohazard tattoos diving deep into the practice of stealthing and poz. Did he really stealth me? It was not like I asked him his status and I let him fuck me and he could have told me. I mean just because he has a bio tat does not mean he is poz. I jerked off again. That was my logic. I crashed that night with his load still deep in me. I woke early the next morning with a wet spot in my bed where his cum leaked from my ass and a raging hard cock. I scooped up what cum I could and jerked off to the events of the night before. I found myself begging for his poz cum in my fantasy. I came like a rocket. I showered and got ready for class which was near the other cruise spot that I had heard rumors about. I muddled through my boring AF econ class. There is absolutely no one to look at it in class. I found my mind wandering back to my previous nights breeding. My cock got rock hard. Thankfully class wrapped up a few moments early. I quickly made my way to the other cruising spot in the Econ building. It was on the top floor of the building, it had double entry doors to give you plenty of warning if you were on your knees. It had 3 stalls plus one large handicap stall. When I got there no one was there so I took the one in the middle stall. I found some porn on my iphone not as if I needed it to get myself in the mood. I was pretty much rock hard the moment I hit the 2nd door to the bathroom. I did not have to wait long before someone came and took the other stall to my right between me and the handicap stall. I put away my phone in my backpack. I sat back down and I noticed he tapped his foot. So I tapped mine. He then whispered, “what are you looking for?” I whispered back, “I am open.” In a little louder tone, he told me to move to the handicap stall and he would meet me there. I pulled up my shorts and grabbed my bag and scooted over to the bigger stall and sat on the toilet leaving the door unlocked. He quickly joined me. He was a cute kid, maybe a bit older than me, he stood about 6 foot tall, he hovered over me as I sat. He fished out a 7 inch prick from his shorts and stuffed my mouth with it. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the tats on his arms and one that grabbed my attention was a scorpion tat. I lifted his shirt a little and saw he had a similar biohazard tat right above his raging hard cock. We then switched places with him sitting down and him sucking my rigid 6 inch pecker. I let him explore my ass with his hands and soon he was fingering my slutty hole. I moved my legs wider to give him better access to my accepting hole. He had a dry finger with a sharp nail in probing my cunt. I felt him drag it back and forth before finally entering my hole. As quickly as he entered he withdrew and pushed his two fingers into my mouth. “Get them good and wet besides my spit that is all the lube you are going to get when I fuck you” he almost growled at me. I sucked on his fingers while he worked on my cock. He had me close to cumming quick when he pulled my shorts all the way off and my shirt over my head so quickly I was naked before I even knew it. He stood up and bent me over the toilet, he spit on my hole and lined his cock and started to push inside of me. I urged him to go slow, not once wanting him to stop. I wanted his load and from the tattoos. I could only assume he was poz. Was I willing to convert? If i wasn’t i better say something now. I felt his cock push into me. I wanted his seed. I looked back at him and asked “are you going to poz me?” He nodded as he sank his 7 inch probe into my bare and at this point I could only assume still negative cunt. He whispered, “do you want my positive nut slut?” I answered by matching his speed and breathed a heavy, “poz me daddy!” He jackhammered my dry ass. I could feel his cock tearing up my hole, but I wanted his load. He slammed his cock deep in my pussy and came. I could feel his cock expand and contract in my hole. I could feel his cum shoot deep in my ass. He withdrew and spun me around and we kissed hard and slipped me his number telling me to call him when I get knocked up. I looked at him with a quizzed look. “You’ll know” he whispered. He then arranged his clothes and slipped out of the big stall leaving me there naked with an ass full of cum. More to Cum Joey I love the great feedback and I am always looking for a phone or cam buddy Hit me up

There was a small room off to one side of reception with a couch and a couple of chairs. It was rarely used as the regualars preferred the large TV room up stairs. The old guy took Peter's arm and they went into the room. Bill turned to Peter's mum and said "Fancy a cup of tea?" She nodded and Bill told me to go and make it. When I came out of the kitchen with the cups, they weren't there. I heard the sound of springs squeaking and Peter's voice gasping with pleasure. I also heard Bill say "He's a good lad, alright. Takes it like a trooper, don't he?" I went through into the room. The old man was sat on the sofa being ridden by Peter who faced him and squatted over his cock which could be clearly seen sliding in and out of his pink arsehole. Bill and Peter's mum were sat in the chairs watching. "Here's the tea."Said Bill as I set it down on the side table. "So are you on your way to the shops or what" He said. "Peter's mum shook her head. "Nah, just on me way to get my hair done." I couldn't believe they were talking so nonchalantly as Peter was buggered in front of them. Suddenly the man thrust urgently up into Peter's bum. "I'm gonna cum!" He gasped I saw Peter's face was red and excited as he caught his mum's eye. She nodded and said "Well go on then, knock him up if you want." The man gave a grunt and pushed up hard. We saw his balls tighten and the base of his cock swelled, then he shuddered and Peter's hole was rimmed with spunk as he came. After a few moments, Peter lifted himself of the gasping man's cock and a drool of spunk dripped over his balls. "Blimey, look at that. "Said Bill in a hoarse voice. His shorts were tented up over his erection and Peter's mum laughed. "Looks like you could use some arse!" She said. "Be my guest. Don't mind me. I'll just finish my tea." The old man moved to one side and got Peter to kneel on the couch. Bill got eagerly to his feet and dropped his shorts. His cock was very stiff and the warts around the shaft were angry and red. Peter's mum sipped her tea and watched as Bill quickly went over to the couch and sank his cock up Peter with a satisfied sigh. Then we watched his naked, flabby bottom move back and forth as he fucked Peter...

Not the bathhouse or ABS story, just the regular gear shop. I'd gone in to try and find a cockring, had only had one that has snaps all around and decide I didn't like it, I wanted a regular plain ring. They had a dressing room visible from the street, and no gloryholes or anything. I think the clerk in the shop was intrigued by the two sizes I chose to try on, ended up going with the bigger or the two, and soon he was peeking behind my curtain. One look at my hardening cock and he was on his knees sucking me to completion, if anyone had come in they would have gotten a show

BRADEN GOES TO THE PARTY WITH RYAN: As we entered a series of warehouses and walked into a large, dimly lit room, the music blasting and bass deeply pumping, I smelled the sweat and testosterone from hundreds of guys. The room was hot. I looked around and most guys were shirtless. It was a warehouse kind of place, lights flashing, a large bar on the left, a dance floor in the middle toward the right and a series of hallways that led off from there, presumably to a bathroom or two and some other smaller rooms. The music was fucking awesome! I looked over at my brother. He took my hand and pulled me through the crowd to the bar. Two shots and two beers appeared. I grinned at my big brother as we toasted the whiskey and then chased it with beer. I watched my brother down the entire beer in one gulp and tried to follow him. I spilled a little but kept gulping. He laughed at me and ordered us another beer each. Ryan – I fuckin’ love gulping beer here, bro. Gets u nice and buzzed, and tanked up, too. I looked at him and just grinned, nodding. He was crazy. But crazy in a way I loved. As I looked around, my eyes adjusting to how dim the room was, I noticed a huge range of guys. Every color, shape, and size. Young fit guys, older bears, twinks, jocks, daddies, cubs, and even trolls lurking around. I felt a certain attraction to all of them. Ryan – Like what you see, bro? Me – Yeah, Ry. I fucking love this place! Ryan – Figured! You eager slut! OK. Time for your first test. Ryan grabs my hand and pulls me with him through the crowd. Guys weren’t shy about feeling me up. Grabbing my ass. Even slapping it a bit as we pass. We go down a hallway, turn and into what turned into another room. The music is loud, I can smell smoke from cigarettes and weed, and it is really dark. We go down a hallway that winds around a bit. Then enter a small room. I see a hot young twink on his knees sucking a guy off and an older daddy kneeling in front of a hole in the wall, licking at a throbbing hard cock. Ryan pushes me toward a corner with a hole in each wall. He looks me in the eyes and nods. I nod back at him. Then I drop to my knees and move my mouth close to the hole. I can barely see anything but some commotion. Then a cock slides through. I have no idea whose it is or what he looks like. But the dick is almost totally hard, cut, about eight inches, and leaking precum. It’s red and chafed, probably belonging to some old white guy. I look up at my brother as I open my mouth and go down on it. I moan to myself as I wrap my lips around this dick and suck down as far as I can. My forehead hits the wall and I feel him press harder into my throat. It tastes so fucking good. I worship it. Sucking on it. I feel its slick sides and a couple bumps along the shaft. I suck down harder, really working this dick. I want to show my brother what an expert cocksucker I am. I know he loves seeing me do this! I feel my brother’s hand sliding down the back of my shorts, his finger probing my hole. Mmmmmmmm it feels amazing. His fingers are wet. My ass is still wet from his load, but I can feel he is making sure…opening me up a bit more. Ryan pulls my head off the cock and kisses me. Ryan – Good job Braden, you look so damn hot sucking dick through a glory hole! Me – Thank you, Ry! I look around and there is a small group of guys crowding around, watching. All of them rubbing their bulge, and a couple pulling their cocks out. Ryan pulls me up to my feet. Ryan – OK bro, I know you’re loving this. But time to show me what a nasty dirty cock slut you really are! I undo my shorts and kick them off onto the dirty floor. Bulging in my jock, I keep starring right into Ryan’s eyes. I reach behind me and grab the hard dick I was just sucking. Stroking it. I line it up to my ass as Ryan pushes poppers under my nose. Ryan – Fuck yeah, Braden. Ohhh fuck yah, you’re gonna do it, aren’t you!? Me – Mmmmmm yeah, Ryan, you like seeing me this way? You want to see me let a stranger fuck me bareback through a glory hole, giving him my innocent 18-year-old ass to use? Ryan – You’re not innocent, Braden! Don’t lie to me, bitch! Ryan slaps me across the face. It stings. But I hold still and moan just a bit, smiling. Ryan – Tell me what you really are….tell me, bitch! Ryan spits in my face. I moan, feeling the tip of the cock press on my smooth hole. Me – Mmmmm fuck yeah bro, I’m a dirty cum dump cock slut that lives for this. All I want is to get used by men and make them feel good. I live for cock! I press back on the dick. Letting it pop into me, sliding past my ring and into my wet hole. I groan real loud and my mouth opens wide. Ryan – Ohhhh fuck yeah, Braden. Fucking take it! Ohhhh yeah faggot, show me how much you love taking random, anonymous, bare cock! I push my ass back hard against the wall, the random cock sinking deep into me as I feel him start to fuck me through the hole. I moan out, groaning as I give my smooth teen ass up to this random fucker through the wall. Ryan – How’s that cock feel, bro? You fucking LOVE it, don’t you!? Me – I do, I fucking love everything about it. I want him to get off using me. Proving that I’m a cumdump faggot. I’ll do whatever he needs to get off! Ryan – You love everything about a man’s cock, don’t you? Me – Oh yes! Ryan – Love everything that it can give you? Me – Oh yes, everything! Ryan – You really are a slutty swimmer boi! Ryan stands up in front of me. Pulls out his cock and holds it at my face. Without warning, a hard yellow stream of hot piss shoots out and hits me right in the face! I hear some of the guys around us cheer. I open my mouth as I feel the stream of piss spray my face and start to run down my chest, soaking my shirt. I keep pressing hard on the wall while the cock fucks me. I milk his shaft as he pounds in and out of me. I really want to make him cum! A guy steps up behind my brother, grabbing his hips. I look at them both, grinning and moaning. I see Ryan nod as he puts his hands on the wall next to me. This older Latin guy lines his cock up to Ryan’s hole and starts to push in. It’s huge. At least nine inches. I moan as I watch him push all of it into my brother. Me – Fuck yeah, Ryan! I love what a slut you are! Take that cock bro! Ryan moans out, looking right at me as we both get deep dicked by some random fuckers in a dark corner of an underground club. The guy in me starts speeding up… Mmmm fuck yes! Ryan – Yeah bro, work your ass on that dick. Take his load! Me – Mmm oh fuck yeah, fucking breed me! CUM IN MY ASS! I moan out and clamp down on the dick that is pumping in and out of me! Guys around me are groaning and telling me to take the load. I hear the guy fucking Ryan bark at him while slamming in and out of his ass, “Yeah faggot, you want my dirty load, fucking bitch?” Ryan – Fuck yes, pump your dirty cum into my cunt, please, sir! Hearing Ryan beg turns me on so much. I parrot him. Me – Oh fuck yeah, pump my cum dump cunt full of your dirty cum, you nasty fuck! I want it in me! I look at Ryan and we both smile, groaning, moaning, and breathing fast. Ryan – Yeah bro, fucking take it! Both of the cocks fucking us seem to drive in hard at once. My brother and I moan together as we feel them throbbing inside us, spewing cum into our eager, hungry cum dump holes. I feel absolutely perfect. Happy. Thrilled. Eager for this. Slowly the cock in my ass pulls out from my ass. I see the guy who just bred my brother smile at me as he walks away. I look at my brother. Both of us are grinning ear to ear. I kiss him and we hug. Then I turn and look at the small group of guys who are jerking their cocks from the show we just put on. Ryan – I’m so proud of you Braden! Was that the first time you got fucked raw through a glory hole? I look at him and shake my head. Ryan –It shows, Braden. You look like a whore! Me – Thanks, Ryan. You too. I smile lovingly at my brother as I turn around and feel the strong rough hands from some masculine guy grab my hips, lining his hard dripping cock up to my freshly bred boi hole. I bite my lower lip and moan as he pushes into me. My brother nods at me. Ryan – Yeah Braden, fucking take that dick!

Many years ago, still in my teens. I visited a gay sauna. This was owned by a gay couple. On paying my fee, the older man called Hughie was very flirty, he was also behind an entrance desk that had his till, towels, chocolate , entrance camera etc. He was flirting, told me I could get in free if I stayed behind the counter with him for a while. I was sucking him behind that desk whilst he was letting customers in, he was talking to his regulars and letting some behind the counter to grope me. His partner Jon took me through to the laundry place and fucked me. He then had me sniffing poppers. I eventually went into the sauna with these new poppers and did everything those Men wanted, must have had about 8 blokes in thd first half hour. Sore ass on bus home.

True story, but from before I tested poz (and when I was living in a different city). I'd been hanging out at the bar on a Thursday night, but wasn't getting very far. I'd been looking for a hot ass to breed, as it had been a little while since I'd topped. But things weren't going my way. I was in a country-western place, and happened to catch the eye of a very hot cub in a checked button down and a white cowboy hat. Just a few years younger than me, maybe late 20s or so. Nice trimmed beard and a bit of chest hair showing at the collar of his shirt. Short, stocky powerful build. He was sitting in a corner alone and seemed kind of nervous. I walked up and introduced myself. Drew him out a bit in conversation. Had a couple drinks and bought him a shot before I started making any moves. I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him, but he just needed the liquid courage to take me up on it. Once he was ready, I made my move. And before you knew it he'd jumped in my pickup and was telling me how to get to his place. I kept it tame on the way back, nothing more than a hand on his thigh, but I could see from the bulge in his Wranglers that he couldn't wait. We got back to his place and he pulled me into the bedroom. Our clothes flew off as we kissed. He had the broad shoulders of a muscle cub, but with just the right amount of body fat to tell you he earned his muscles through work, not in a gym. A nice layer of hair covered his chest, ass, forearms and legs. My hand drifted down to his crack and his cock throbbed and he grunted in pleasure as I lightly fingered his hole. I played with his ass as he sucked my cock. I told him how badly I wanted to fuck him and he reached for the condom and lube on the nightstand. I told him I wanted him bare, but he was too nervous. And so I agreed to wear the condom. It's a sign of just how badly I wanted to get inside his ass that the rubber didn't kill my hardon like they usually do. I put him on his back with his legs on my shoulders and eased my cock inside him. That hole felt perfect, even through the latex. I started fucking him nice and slow and gentle at first, but soon with more speed and more force with every thrust. His ass felt so good...looked so good with my cock slamming in him. His eyes were rolled back in his head in pleasure as I fucked him as hard as a could. I pulled out and flipped him on his hands and knees and then slid in him again. Usually looking down and watching my cock pound a hot hairy ass is one of my favorite parts about fucking, but it just looked wrong with the rubber. I found myself craving, dying to know how much better his ass would feel with nothing separating it from my cock. I wanted him raw and I'd do anything to get it. I started big long strokes with the whole shaft of my cock. I'd pull out almost all the way and then slam my cock back into him as hard as I could, listening to each satisfying grunt as my dick slid home. His ass was really well opened up by now and his face was buried in a pillow. I started pulling out altogether and then slamming the entire shaft of my cock into him from tip to hilt. Each stroke, I was only outside his body for a millisecond, but I saw my chance. And on one outward stroke, I ripped the condom off just in that millisecond and buried my now-bare cock into his hot ass without missing a beat. His ass on my raw cock was even better than I'd imagined. He looked so fucking hot with his ass in the air and my dick pounding him bareback. Inevitably, I couldn't stop myself from cumming. And I did it with my cock buried inside him as deep as it could possibly go. I felt my cock swelling as the pleasure flooded up from my cock to my brain, and felt a massive load exploding in his guts. I've taken loads like that up my ass, and I knew damn well he'd felt exactly what I'd done to him. I fucked the cum deeper into him with a few easy strokes, but I was completely exhausted by my efforts. I pulled out of him and looked down at my cock, glistening with the load I'd just shot. A small trickle of cum was leaking out his ass but I pretended to take off the rubber and used my cockhead to wipe it up. We were both covered in sweat. After that, we both showered and we made a little conversation, but the trick was over and I left soon after to crash out sound asleep at my place. He didn't say a word about what I'd done and neither did I. But that's not the end of the story. A couple months later, I was wandering around the local bath looking for some action. And I came across room with the door open and two men having sex. A big well-hung Latino guy was fucking the occupant of the room. I stopped to watch and noticed they were fucking bare. The bottom was on all fours with his face buried in a pillow, but before long I recognized that hot ass. He was moaning and begging the top to shoot inside him, which the top quickly did. He pulled out and I shoved into him. I could feel the wetness and warmth of multiple loads in his ass. He turned his head to look and see who was fucking him next and his eyes widened and hole twitched when he saw me. I grinned and redoubled my fucking until I bred him again. We hung out together in his room for a bit afterwards which is how I found out that that first load I'd stealthed into him had woken him up to what real sex was supposed to feel like. From that moment, he'd been addicted. A barebacking pig was born. I beamed with pride as he licked the cum off my cock while I buried my face in his dripping, cum-filled hairy manhole.

I am curious about how sexually adventurous some of you BZ guys are. I consider myself very adventurous, pretty much up for trying anything at least once (except that one thing for which I will not name, you know what I am talking about). Allow me to illustrate with a story. About a million years ago when I was but a horny lad working in a restaurant I was helping to do clean up when I found a calling card in a tub of dirty dishes. It had a name and number on one side and a hand written address with time and date on the other. I was intrigued. Of course my mind was on sex. I decided to go meet whoever this was. The day arrived, I took a bus to the address got off at the wrong stop, had to walk the rest of the way and ended up on the University of Washington campus. I finally found the place and stood there trying to get up the nerve to go in. A guy comes out the door, starts talking to me and introduces himself. It's the guy on the card. I wish I could say he took me in and fucked a load up my ass. Sigh. Turned out to be some weird ass business thing. He sounded nuts to me, still would have sucked his dick. He blabbered on, I made excuses and went to Basic Plumbing to hunt for loads. My point being I will do anything for cock including stalking some stranger if there is the tiniest chance of getting laid. When Craigslist was the place to hook up I was constantly on there trolling for dick. I never once asked for a pic. All I needed to know was 'do you want to fuck' and I was down for it. I enjoyed the gamble and it usually paid off. My own safety has never been a concern. If a guy wants to take me home I say 'let's go'. If he wants to fuck me in a bathroom, alley, park, car, woods, church pew (have not actually done that), bus, middle of the road, bar, my answer is always yes. I remember cruising one guy at a rest stop. I watched him smoking a cigarette outside of the restrooms. A big boobed blonde bimbo strolled by, he never turned his head. A man walks by his head swivels to take him in. Bingo. I catch his eye and nod, he nods back. A quick exchange and he tells me to follow him to car pool lot. Once there I get in his truck and he takes me on ride onto a two track into the woods. I wonder would any of you other cumdumps hesitate to do this? Would you be concerned for your safety? I had nothing to worry about. He bent me over the hood of his truck, bred my ass, then took me back to my own truck. I do not say no to anything a man wants to do. I like the gamble, the surprise of what comes next. Like the time at a bathhouse when the top tied my hands behind my back with a sock. It was thrilling because I had no idea what he might do next. He pushed my face into the pillow and fucked a load into me. I never saw his face. I'd like to hear some stories about the crazy things you do to get cock, times it paid off and the times you should have bailed.

When I was 20, and still NEG, I dated a cute little number named Greg. He was a sweet, innocent boy about my age, 5'4", great build, hot little butt, and I thought of his cock—6”, huge head, dark-coloured, bulging vein—as an ANGRY RED CLUB. Although I’m a TOP, I wondered what it would be like to take that ANGRY RED CLUB up my ass, figuring the head would be hardest, and after that the shaft would cum easy. Well, while Greg's cock was hot, his ass was not to be believed! Every time I looked at Greg's butt, I wanted in it; but whenever I'd maneuver my hard-on against his mancunt, he’d say he was not into ‘cock-tails’. Ha-ha! He said he'd been fucked once, and it bored him to death. How badly I wanted to 'bore' him! Anyway, our sex life consisted of cuddling, sucking, and masturbating. Take a steady diet of that—and talk about boring! Greg and I went together for about three months; and while the sex was OK, he always left me horny. He loved to make out and cuddle, which was fine; but with a body like his, I wished he had more sex drive. After a few months, Greg and I drifted apart. I wanted more; and he wanted less. Greg had a twin brother named Garrett, who was widely rumored to be poz. Garrett and his BF Eddie would occasionally double-date, and once, when I asked Greg if what they said about Garrett was true, he nodded sagely, commenting that Garrett’s experience should be a lesson to anyone contemplating playing the field. Maybe so, but that didn’t make him any less attractive. Twin or not, Garrett was the exact opposite of Greg. He was extremely devilish, always flirting, spouting risqué innuendos and licentious double entendres. And, as you might suspect, considering his status, he was a hell of a lot sexier than Greg. He obviously got around, in spite of his BF. One night at a party a drunk approached us, and asked Greg if he was as big as his brother. “I almost choked to death on the damn thing last night,” the playmate confided. Three months after we’d split, I ran into Garrett. I hadn’t learned any of the lessons Greg had in mind, because my cock was doing my thinking, and I went home with him. It was weird being back in the same house, in the same bed, almost. I was afraid of how Greg might react, but Garrett assured me he was gone for the weekend. Garrett had a nice-sized cock too. It was smooth, pale, with a typical head. As with Greg, our sex consisted of oral. A few weeks later I again ran into Garrett and told him how I wished he’d fuck my brains out. Yes, my mouth was engaged before my brain was in gear. He replied "I’d like nothing better. Next time, for sure." Six months went by. I was back at the bar; and Greg and Garrett walked in, arm in arm—like lovers. Word on the street was that’s what they’d become, that Greg had apparently done an about-face, the brothers had 'rediscovered' each other, and now all three of them (including Eddie, the BF) were poz. The guys split as soon as they got in the door. Greg saw me first. Despite all the scuttlebutt about brotherly love, he seemed to be the same old, sweet innocent boy; we talked for ages about old times and old friends. After a while, Garrett came over and gave me a long, searching glance, and then announced "Greg, I’ve met someone. You take the car." I sat there speechless, recalling our one night together and trying to understand what I had heard of their present relationship. As Greg and I had pretty much talked ourselves out, he took the keys, said how great it’d been to see me again, and kissed me goodnight and split. No sooner had he left, than Garrett said "Seems like I need a ride home. Can you give me a lift?" I stumbled, “I thought you and Greg are….” “A marriage of convenience. Comes from having a hot body under the same roof. But we play whenever we want, with whomever we want. That’s our agreement. Comprende? Let’s give Greg a chance to get home and fall asleep. Or he’ll wonder what I'm doing home so early." We stayed at the bar a while longer. A few hours later Garrett and I sneaked in the house, and tiptoed up to Garrett's room, which adjoined Greg's, but it was obvious Greg wasn’t asleep. The sounds of bedsprings and oouh’s and ahhhhhh’s from behind the closed door painted a vivid sex picture of what was occurring. “It’s just Greg and Eddie fooling around,” Garrett assured me. In no time Garrett had me on my stomach, plowing my ass. Then there was a distinct, quiet cough. We paused, to see Greg, naked in the doorway, fingering the ANGRY RED CLUB. “Jimmy, you still want my ass?” Garrett pulled me up to my knees and gestured for Greg lay down beside us. Greg then lifted his legs and I generously lubed his man cunt, working one finger, then two into his hole. Garrett meanwhile liberally anointed my cock, lined me up with Greg's pussy, only to shove his big dick up my ass, which drove me into Greg’s hole. Garrett also firmly grasped me by the waist and pumped my hole, which compelled me, in turn, to plow Greg. I couldn't believe what was happening. Ten minutes later Greg said, "Jimmy, I wanna fuck you.” Garrett held the ANGRY RED CLUB straight up, and had me slowly descend on it. I’d been right. Once the huge head forced its way past my sphincter, I quickly engulfed the whole shaft. Garrett told me to give Greg a kiss, and as I leaned forward, I felt Garrett’s cock explore my already occupied hole. I was about to protest I couldn't take two, when Garrett, with brutal dispassionate cunning, rammed his dick into my distended pussy, right next to Greg's shaft I screamed in agony, but my cock remained hard, sandwiched between my stomach and Greg’s abs. On the bottom, all Greg could do was go through the motions, awkwardly plunging in an out of my aAss, an inch, maybe two. Garrett, on Top, was calling the shots, fucking me like there was no tomorrow. Tormented, I bellowed in ecstasy as I shot the last neg load of my life; and Garrett and Greg exploded their poz loads up my ass. The next afternoon I limped to the phone to answer call. The double-fuck had taken its toll. It’d be days before my ass would recover. Anyhow, Eddie, Garrett’s BF, was on the line, extending an invitation, on behalf of the trio, for me to move in. I joked that I wasn’t sure I could take three at a time, but Eddie solemnly declared that was not a prerequisite—since he was strictly a bottom. Actually, there was no decision to make. I realized that I was still in love with Greg, whose poz transformation suited me to a T. And, although I was talking to Eddie, I knew the real invitation had been extended last night; and that I’d accepted.

By a little after 1am, I was pretty sure I had taken all the loads I was going to get. This is that… big-city-small-town-feel that people remark on about San Francisco. The party really does end quite early. At 11 people start to really show up. There’s a whirlwind of activity for the next hour or so, and then next thing you know, your moans are the only things echoing in the room. There’s no longer a line of random cock looking to push into you. The only guys left are the ones laid back in a seemingly permanent rest break, or the ones determined to sample everything before leaving, like trying to get your money’s worth at a buffet. I was one of the latter. It was a Cumunion night, and on Black Friday, so I was trying to make sure I got all the out-of-towner dick. Catalyst had all but demolished their “dark room” to open up a new play space in the back. And I was on my umpteenth round to check it out. Hoping that somehow in the past 5 minutes, someone had started doing something. To my surprise, that’s exactly what happened. Walking down the hallway I saw a bottom bent over the fuck bench being vigorously fucked by Stranger (you’ll see why he’s called that later). And another pair fucking right next to them. The foursome clearly vibing to each others’ deviousness. Gays… we really do come out of the woodwork don’t we? I approached and walked to one side of Stranger, admiring the view. Not overly built, but definitely not lean, just tight—you know? You could see it in the way his pectorals contracted, seemingly causing his chest to almost concave, with the ardor of his fucking. He looked young, though with the hat and bandana obscuring most of his face, I couldn’t have been sure. Damn COVID. He gave me a nod and ‘hey’. A good sign. I stroked his chest, feeling the taut muscles for myself. Definitely hard all over. He soon pulled out of the moaning bottom and before anyone else could get to it, I bent over and stuck his dick in my mouth. Luckily the bottom in this case was quickly penetrated by the top from the pair next to us, and wouldn’t have minded that I took over the ass-to-mouth. “Yeah, taste it,” Stranger said. Another point. Verbal is always good. Whatever was coating his dick was sweet and making me want it. “Fuck me?” I asked him. He turned me over onto the small remaining part of the fuck bench not occupied by the other bottom, who was now moaning in earnest again. I didn’t think I would need the poppers, but I was quite wrong. His dick was rock hard, completely inflexible, forcing my body to accommodate around it. And he didn’t fuck. He rutted. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, and I felt the entirety of his chest on my back. This was the kind of fuck where the top is literally trying to meld the two of you together. I love this kind of fuck, but combined with the hardness of his dick, doggy wasn’t the best position for me. I’ll never know why I didn’t just motion him over to the empty sling, but I didn’t, and instead, after too short a time I dipped to take another look around the space. Heading back into the main playroom yet again, I bumped into him by the water cooler, bandana and inner mask off, hydrating. I could confirm he was young. And cute. He looked like a Broadway actor, whose name eludes me even now, about to audition for some innocent-student type of role. “Gotta hydrate,” he said, nodding at me again. I concurred and drank a few cups with him. We made some small talk. And look, I get that during COVID times, trying to make a move like this on someone who specifically came into the club with a mask and bandana might have been a little improper. Sorry. I reason to myself that I leaned in relatively slowly, giving him ample time to back away or to cover back up. But he didn’t, and we kissed. I tasted chems. Ah, so not that innocent. Good. Before long we found ourselves back in the play area where we first met. Now, even later in the night (earlier in the morning?), there was just one other man besides the two of us, diligently sucking his cock as he perched on the edge of the sling. “I don’t get why you’re just sucking one cock,” Stranger murmured softly (I don’t think the man blowing him heard). “We need to spread it more,” he said again, in a voice just as demure. My ears perked. “There aren’t that many more people here,” I said sadly. “Won’t there be like a rush of people? When the bars close at 2?” he asked. There usually surprisingly isn’t. But I realized that’s why he was still there. He wasn’t going to be satisfied until he had his dick coated by the juices of every asshole there. And fuck, I’ll tell you. When I put that together, it was like discovering porn online for the first time. You find one website, and it’s good, sure, but more importantly, you realize immediately the potential that is there. That you’re at the tip of the proverbial iceberg and it’s a steep slide down. This guy, who I swear is still in his 20s, was a motherfucking sleazeball. And that’s a ball sport I do know how to play. “You want to fuck me on my back? I’ll be able to take it easier,” I told him earnestly. “Yeah, I’ll probably hit your prostate better, too,” he agreed. Moments later we were upstairs. Again, the space was largely vacant, another couple lounged at a bed across from us, but that was it. I hit the poppers. He slid into me. I was right about the angles working out better, he railed into me but this time it was spot on. “You like that cummy hole?” I grunted to him. “Fuck yeah, how many loads did you get?” “At least 4.” We made out. At this point his mask and bandana were completely tugged down. I was a bad influence, but still just warming up. “Took a lot more dick though, was in the dark area just taking it, trying to get every guy here in my hole,” I told him disjointedly through the pounding. “Hot yeah, how long have you been here?” “Since 10:30, that’s a lot of guys, at least 20,” I said with a devilish grin. “Oh fuck yessss,” he hissed. “Yeah you love that, all those random cocks in those random holes before mine, and now they’re all on your dick,” I told him. He vehemently agreed, “the more stranger danger the better.” There are a few sentences from fuck buds that will forever be recorded in my mind, and that is one of them. What a perfect encapsulation of how innocent he looked and sleazy he was! “Yeah we gotta dip into every hole and take every dick,” I moaned at him. “Fuck!” he hissed, leaning all the way over and making out furiously with me. I pulled his ass cheeks in and whispered in his ear, “just marinade in it. Just keep your cock in those juices.” He groaned and ground into me, trying to heed my words and push whatever was inside of me into his dick hole. By the time we were ready for a break ourselves, a few new guys had filtered in. Perhaps coming from the bars? Hotties all of them. They came as a group and started playing standing at the foot of the bed. “I really want to eat that hole,” Stranger commented, stroking his dick lazily. One of the newcomers was being blown had his ass facing us. “Fuck yeah, do it and then share the juices with me,” I told him. Stranger rimmed him for awhile, he must’ve been pretty good, because the other was soon arching and reaching behind him, trying to pull in Stranger’s face even deeper. The blowjob guy moved on and the guy immediately turned around, now feeding Stranger his dick. Watching was getting me incredibly hot and horny. I sat myself up and moved to the edge of the bed. Stranger was doing a good job deep throating, evidenced by the man’s groans. I waited until he pulled off the dick completely. The entire shaft glistened and at the head there were two solid strands of throat slime. That was my cue. Immediately I leaned forward and wrapped my tongue around the head, then giving it a swift suck and taking it all the way in. Stranger cheered me on and moved around back, preparing to fuck the man that I was now deep throating, eager to get whatever was in Stranger’s throat deeper into mine. The coating he’d left on this dick was positively viscous. I loved that. I wanted to bottle it up and use it as lube. The pounding Stranger was giving the guy started to intensify and I wanted to see how the guy was taking it. I nibbled my way up his front and started making out with him. I wish there were enough people still around so someone could be fucking me as well. That is always a hot scene that I love, as a bottom or a top, having another buddy going through the same thing right in front of you for mutual encouragement. Watching them was so hot, I took out the poppers again, also offering it to the guy in front of me. He eagerly accepted. Fuck yes, love popper pigs! Stranger was kissing his back as he fucked, while I was making out with this man, the two of us on our popper highs, feeling up each others’ bodies. I love how time slows when you’re so high. I don’t know how long we spend in that pattern, but I didn’t forget my Stranger. I took a break from kissing the bottom and reached behind him, pulling Stranger’s face into mine and whispering to him, “fuck yeah give him all that juice from my ass.” Stranger gave me a lopsided smile and pounded even harder as the man’s moans grew in intensity. I alternated between making out with Stranger and whispering filth into his ear. If the bottom heard us, he was equally turned on, or simply ignored it. Give him that dirty dick… Spread it to him and his buddies… Share that DNA… “Now stick it in me!” I said, after a few more moments of watching them, falling back onto the bed. Stranger hurriedly pulled out of the bottom and then moved over, shoving it into me so quick I barely had a chance to take a hit from the little brown bottle! “Fuck yeah you sleazy pig, gimme his ass juices,” I moaned. “Never wipe,” Stranger agreed. “No, never, just go from one ass to another to another to another,” I said, pulling on my dick furiously as my vision began to blur. I love this moment in the high, accentuated as it always is by the dim red lights of the clubs. The moment when you lose perception and detail of the other person’s face, and it’s anyone, it’s everyone who’s fucking you. It’s what you want, after all. The anonymity. The filth. The perversion. Take it, take it, take it, that part of you chants as the black hole in the center of your vision expands. “I want it, man,” I cried out, “give me what you got.” “Yeah,” Stranger huffed, “gonna make sure you get it, gonna fill you up.” “Fuck yes,” I groaned, “add to the mess inside me, the slop that’s covering your dick, all those stranger’s loads and spit and ass slime.” “Fuck!” I saw, or more likely imagined in my popper high, Stranger’s eyes roll up as he furiously gave me those last thrusts. With the whites of his eyes I imagined he looked like a demon, pouring his essence into me, corrupting my soul even more. That sent me over the edge as well and I shot, hitting Stranger in the mouth and then my own, the strength of my orgasm fueled by our depravity. “Stay in me,” I whispered, “just let it marinade…” We both trailed off in our bliss. Stranger dripped sweat on me as I pressed his body to mine. I for sure wanted to get his number. He said he lived in the city, and I knew there was so much I hadn’t explore with him yet. I didn’t even offer him poppers. Our verbal never went into hardcore poz talk, chems, or even an exploration of what was fantasy vs. reality for either of us. Unfortunately, as fast as we gays come, we go. It seemed like I’d only blinked and Stranger was gone. I did a round of the place and couldn’t find him. By then there were literally less than a handful of guys still there, mostly lounging, and staff had already started making the rounds. I headed over to the locker room to get dressed. In the spirit of the holiday I felt grateful. A one-time fuck can be just as beautiful; it’s a snapshot that can’t be marred by miscommunications, inconsistencies, or expectations. Holding his cum in with the rest that night, I drifted to sleep thinking about stranger danger and sleazy sex.

I agree. Let see Tommy be a guide and pimp for Tyler bringing to his hole prime poz cock to flood his guts. So much more I want to read about these two and their future poz adventures. Another marvelous chapter CagedBBoy!

I like being in a sling cuffed up in Chastity. So it’s just the fist and my hole. The feeling of being stretched and not being able to pleasure my self. Just the pleasure that someone has their hand in me and pushing me to my limits.

After a long marriage, my wife passed and I like to know how it feels with a big cock in my ass

You are a slut! Hope you get more! Give us more of this story!

Definitely the cum being shot up my fuck hole. Honestly the more cum the better. I like to feel a fat cock penetrate me but if all the did was cum as soon as they entered me I’d be happiest. Hell hold my hole open and jerk off a load into my ass for all I care. Just keep the loads coming. Now, if I’m in a cute outfit and stilettos it makes it that much hotter.

Heard from several guys that a staff member from a gloryhole bookstore where i always go in Amsterdam that he had sex with guys upstairs with customers. never caught him, maybe i sucked his dick or he have fucked me through the gloryholes. who would know..

Chapter VI: Another Perspective Curt and I moved Prey, now secured to the weight bench, to the rear entrance of our VIP room and opened the inside door - leaving the jail like door closed. We moved the bench up close to the doorway so his boy lips were accessible by anyone who might be in the sex hallway. Anyone who stood in front of Prey could easily get some head and a great view of his jockstrapped bubble butt with both an overhead and mirrored view from the mirror behind Prey. He had no clue of the dick that might get shoved down his throat. He laid there, gyrating and bouncing his ass up and down, moaning. I lay back against the wall on the bed stroking my steel hard dick as Curt leaned back against another wall and was stroking his rock hard member too. We both had our leather boots, cock rings, harness, arm bands on - and I had my daddy cap on. In seconds a sexy stud of man stood in the doorway. Semi hairy, good bod, about 6', maybe late 40's and sporting a good 8 incher. He looked at Curt and I and we both nodded. He grabbed a hold of Prey's head and fed him his dick to the balls and held there for a few. Prey tried to back away with no success. The guy then just face fucked Prey in rapid, deep motions. Prey was whimpering and gagging. It was only a few minutes before the guy shot down Prey's throat and pulled out. The action had drawn a crowd in the back sex hallway. As soon as the guy pulled out, Prey immediately said, "what's happening? Who was that?" Curt stepped away from the wall and stood behind Prey and smacked both of Prey's cheeks and said, "feed and be fed Prey. Suck that cock" as another guy, jock like, 20's, about 8 inches walked up and slapped Prey's face a few times with his dick then placed about half of it in Prey's mouth. The guy stood there with his hands behind his back and said, "that's right, tongue that dick. Make it all wet and slick" as he slowly gyrated his hips. Curt stood over Prey's ass and began to tease Prey's hole with the tip of his dick. Pushing just a little then backing away. Prey moaned now and worked his ass trying to get dick inside him. I got off the bed, reached into our bag and oulled out a 10 inch long but not very thick dildo and screwed the base onto the fuck machine we had hidden in the corner. While I lubed it up and moved the machine intobposition, Curt took another good sized shard and got it ready to put in at Prey's hole when the machine started up. The guy getting head was now in full play, pulling out his dick then slapping Prey's face some more with it, then shoving it down his throat. Curt signaled the guy getting head to hold a moment and then brought a bottle of poopers to Prey's nose, forcing him to inhale 4 deep hits. Curt placed the large shard at Prey"s hole and I pressed the dildo to his hole and switched the power on. The dildo entered Peey's hole and pushed the shard deep inside. Prey cried out in a muffled mouth filled with cock way and his legs shook some. I set the fuck machine so it was a steady fuck - steady and about 7 inches max depth. The machine was super quiet - Prey thought it was one of our ducks fucking him. Curt and I then left the room and stoppedto the front desk to give Mark the update. We then went into the sex hallway where the younger guy was still at it - very verbal. I signaled to him to remove Prey's blindfold while Curt and I stood at either side of him. Prey's eyes had the look of spun and horned as fuck. He slowly turned his eyes upward and saw the guy whose cock was down his throat. He then glanced left and right, seeing Curt and I. A look of confusion and fear swept over his face as he realized neither of us had our dick down his throat or up his ass. We then stepped back and away from the doorway into the darkness of the sex hall. I went back to the room and turned up the speed and adjusted the depth to the full 10 inches on the fuck machine and then met Curt back in the porn room. As the porn room was very close to our room, we could hear mixed sounds of whimpering, moaning groaning, gagging, slurping, and the wet sound of a serious fuck in progress. We went for a cruise around the club. Mark told us that all the rooms were full - and we noticed there was quite the crowd. The back sex room, glory hole, and sling were in use. There was fuckin and suckin in the showers, steam room, and sauna. We were grabbed a few times trying to pull us in but we had our prey being warmed up. Back at our room we found that Prey was a hot mess. The fuck machine was in full swing, and a medium build guy was trying to cram his super thick dick into Prey's mouth. No way it was going to fit Curt pointed to the floor under Prey's dick. A string of precum ran from his dick to the floor and there was a large pool of both precum and his cum there. Good! The machine made him blow a load. Will have to check out the video later! I shut off the fuck machine while Curt signaled the guy with the súper thick dick to back away and we lifted the bench out of the doorway, and closed the door. Prey looked wiped out. His face was all dripping in cum, his body wet in sweat. I told Prey that we were removing the restraints and that he was free to go. He looked confused and disappointed. We had no intention of ending this session, but wanted to gauge his reaction if we had. He took off the things we had him wearing, gathered his stuff and head hung low and not making eye contact headed for the door. As he opened it, he said thanks in a low whisper. Curt jumped at him, grabbed his belongings and his upper arm pulling him back into our room. "Prey, we were just playin' with you. Wanted to get your reaction after what you were just put through.. Here's a towel and douche bulb. Go clean up and be back in less than 10 if you really want to go to the next level." The evil shit eating grin that spread across his face was priceless as he literally ran towards the showers, his oh so fuckable ass bouncing. We picked up the room, hung the sling, moved the cams around, and got the slams ready. Prey's gonna be slammed into the heavens and take dick like never before. We decided to make the room totally dark, and when he came back and entered our room, grab him, gag and blindfold him, , throw him into the sling and secure him, then slam him without a word being spoken. We left the door cracked open a little and Prey ran up to the door, knocked, and slowly pushed the door open while asking for us. In lightning speed, Curt grabbed one of his arms and pulled it behind his back while covering his mouth, pulling him towards the sling in pure darkness. I grabbed his other arm and leg and picked him up as we moved towards the sling. Prey was trying to scream and thrashed his body trying to get away. Wasn't going to happen. We got him into the sling and Curt kept him from moving much, his hand still securely covering Prey's mouth and keeping his arm behind him. I secured Prey's ankles then wrists to the sling and Curt gagged him and put the blindfold on. I flipped on a light as Curt placed the rubber tube on Prey's right bicep, wiped the area with an alcohol pad. Prey's veins were all raised and Curt quickly found the right vein, inserted the syringe, registered, and pushed the plunger to empty. Curt then said, "Prey you're gonna be praying in a few seconds. Praying for the fuck of your life. You'll cough and then ride the wave. After this, your first slam, you won't do it any other way." Curt then pulled out the needle, wiped the area again and took off the tubing. Prey's arms were already secured in an upward manner. We get a major rush and turn on when we introduce someone to slamming. It's so hot to watch as desires become reality. I removed Prey's gag. . His body arched upwards, and he coughed real hard - as he should have with a . 4 slam for his humpy short body. His mouth formed a perfect "O" as his tongue darted in and out like a snake. At first, he didn't or couldn't speak. His lips showed him saying, "Jesus...... oh, God..... Fuck!.... Holy shit! Fuck! ..... hot......". He then could be heard, first at a whisper and quickly got louder - repeating as he had lip moved before. head going back and forth. His body became instantly wet. I reached towards him and took both nips in between my thumbs and finger, gently rolling them and squeezing them. "Fuck!!!! Oh fuck yeah! Fuck me.... Please, fuck my hole..... rape my ass..... Please feed me your dicks.... omg!" He repeated this over and over. Curt went between Prey's exposed hole and did his slam. I did mine. And Curt buried his face in Prey's hole for about 30 seconds while he lubed his dick up with Tina lube. Curt then fastened the gag again and drove his steel hard cock balls deep into Prey's hole. Prey tried to scream and pull away, but Curt was now doing his thing - pounding the fuck out of his prey. He pulled out completely then drove his dick back in - hard. The chains rattled. The slapping of wet flesh echoed. They poured sweat. Curt then jackhammeted into Prey, pulling out almost fully then jabbing Prey's prostate again and again . Prey started to spray some piss for a few seconds, 4eplaced by a thick river of precum as it was being pounded out of him. Curt bent forward some and grabbed the back of Prey's neck and pulled him onto his dick even further. Tears ran down Prey's cheeks amongst more and more sounds of extasy. Curt couldn't go longer than 10 minutes when he slammed deep into Prey and froze, a deep growl like came from him before he yelled out, "Take my fuckin load Prey! Fuck yeah! Take it all. Fuck yeah!" Curt then made a series of quick, hard shallow thrusts and again buried himself inside Prey's now throbbing wet hole.

I wrote about this several years ago, here on BreedingZone. But, I'll do the cliff notes version here. About 10 years ago, I frequented a very small ABS in Honolulu. The arcade only had 5 booths with 2 glory holes. One day, I arrived there just after it opened at 10am. I was the only one in the store, except for the store clerk. He was an attractive black man in his early 50's. I went into the arcade and began to watch some films. I heard someone enter the arcade. I looked through the glory hole to see if I could see who was in the arcade. Through the hole and through the open door of the booth next to mine, I could see the clerk in the arcade hall, leaning against the wall, stroking his cock. He motioned for me to join him in the hallway. I left my booth and went to him, dropped to my knees and began to suck his cock. He stopped me and said, stay here. I'll lock the front door. He locked the door and then came back to the arcade. He pulled his pants and briefs down to his ankles and I again sucked him until I could taste his precum. Then he told me to drop my pants and bend over. I did it, he spit on my hole a few times and on his cock, while I sniffed my poppers. He slid up into me and fucked me hard and deep for several minutes before he filled my hole with his seed. I found that if I arrived at the store just as he was opening up, he'd always be able to come back into the arcade to fuck me. The store would start to get busy around noon. By then it was too late to have the privacy, so that he could fuck me. But, I got nearly a dozen of his loads in me before the store eventually closed down. There were also times he would give a customer he knew the "heads up" that I was back in the arcade and would let them breed me. 3 or 4 times I had guys come to the arcade and tell me the clerk told them I'd let them fuck me. I always appreciated it. It was a sad day when that store closed.

I like being fucked brutally, no lube, with no choice but to accept, by one or more. Willing to send my address and entry code to anyone interested in doing this. Columbus Ohio. Very serious about this.

Going to IML in Chicago 2022 hope someone holds a HoresMaret party would love to be a Red Hooded Mare!

Fine Looking Fucker Having Smoke Drinking a Beer & Taking a Piss [think before following links] https://dn1.newtumbl.com/img/1166688/107514237/1/144614409/nT_cdbt5ujqgxja8r1xdzxcrjvp.mp4

i see no condom

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

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The Workout, Part 2 "You're a little old to be chasing. Most guys do that when they're young and foolish" I replied. "I... I'm not really chasing. I just want to be less paranoid about it" sigmabtm said. I let his words sink in to both of us before I said "I got a good record, so if you're not ready I won't fuck you." The words astounded me and I wondered how they came out of my mouth. It didn't take long for him to respond, saying "If someone is going to do it, I want it from a guy like you." I pulled his tank over his head and then pushed down and forward on both of his shoulders. He knelt on the cushions and braced his hands on the back of the couch, like I'm sure he had done hundreds of times before. My body followed him down and I was on the floor on my knees as I looked at his ass. It was covered in the same fur as his legs and was firm from the daily workouts. I pried his ass cheeks apart and after gazing at my target for a moment, pushed my face in. There was no gasp of surprise nor a quick yelp. This was an ass that had been rimmed for decades. A seasoned pro at feeling tongues, fingers, dicks and maybe a fist or two use it for both person's pleasure. One thing I enjoy is tasting and breathing in the scent of a new guy and our workout had provided a lot of scent to take in. My tongue got to savor the salty taste of his sweat and his own unique pheromone smell. Sigmabtm's hole relaxed as my tongue explored and then gave a quick squeeze when it poked inside. He seemed eager to be penetrated and the more I rimmed him the more I wanted my cock to feel him wrapped around it. I feasted for almost fifteen minutes when my need to fuck started to take over. My tongue lapped up out of the crevice and along his spine until my cock was now riding the crack between each butt cheek. The shaft slid up until my balls hit his ass and then I dragged it back down. "One last chance to change your mind or the next thing you feel is my toxic cock entering you" I said softly. "Fuck me" was all he said. The spit I'd left inside his hole was not nearly enough lube and we both knew it. His ass cheeks pulled back my foreskin and seconds later my head was resting on his outer ring. I could feel it wink and after a few cycles I pushed in as he relaxed. Once past the muscle, I stopped. He let out a moan, showing me just how much he needed this. I kissed the back of his neck and then gave a firm thrust, plowing almost half of my cock inside him. "FUCK! Slow... slow... slow" he said. Most guys that I'd fucked like this just powered through, but sigmabtm wanted a more gentle fuck. He wasn't like most other guys and my gut instinct told me that he'd be a great fuck if I just followed his desires. I withdrew and added another gob of spit to my cock. My hips started to roll working my shaft in deeper with each stroke. The combination of the extra spit, my precum and his experienced hole soon got my balls to bounce off his ass. It may have taken a few extra minutes, but he felt damn good wrapped around my fuckstick. My thighs started to burn from the crouching position that I was in, drilling him with long firm strokes. I leaned forward, placing my chest on his back and fucked several more minutes before I then moved back so I was more upright. I gave a harder shove, driving from head to base in one long stroke and stood there before pulling all the way out. His groan told me that I was at the limit of how hard he wanted me to plow him. We had been fucking like this for almost a half hour and I wasn't sure how much longer I could stand in that position. Rolling him over on to his back, I adjusted him so his ass was hanging over the edge of the leather sofa. He surprised me with his flexibility and had his legs pulled back on either side of his body. The height was perfect and with me back on my knees, I easily slid back into his velvety hole. I stared back into his eyes and could see the lust in them. My strokes started out short and soon I was back to full thrusts. Sigmabtm reached up and started to play with each of my nipples. First with the left, with flicks and pinches and then he moved over to the right. This was a universal sign I had seen from bottoms my whole sex life. They wanted to feel the top's orgasm, flooding their vulnerable body with a potentially deadly load of cum. I fucked faster and faster until he said those magical words "Breed me." I planted my cock as deep as I could and I felt it throb with each shot of cum. We stared into each other's eyes, knowing I was delivering a life altering load deep inside him. I hadn't said anything during our fuck and he had only muttered a few brief phrases. All of our communication was done via gestures or facial expressions. My cock stopped pulsing and stood planted in his hole, holding in all of my viral sperm. After we both came down from our high and our breathing was back to normal, I slowly pulled my cock out. Surprisingly, not much cum came out of his gaping hole. I had planted that load deep. Sigmabtm let go of his legs and I watched as he rolled forward until we were face to face. He gave me a deep kiss that lasted for a few minutes. He pushed me backward and then pulled me to my feet as he stood. He led me over to the bedroom I saw as I had walked in and we laid down. I spooned behind him and he held my hand tightly. Both of us were drained from our double workout and we fell asleep quickly. It was almost midnight when I woke and felt his body against mine. My chest was firmly against his back and my rigid cock was cradled by his muscled ass cheeks. I began to roll my hips, humping him until I felt him start to stir. He was wide awake the instant I forced my cock back into his tight hole. sigmabtm let out a loud whimper as I pushed slowly inside him. His hole was a little slick from the earlier load but not much "Yeah, you need a thick poz dick in you" I whispered in his ear. "Fuck that feels so good. Keep fuckin' me" he replied. "Oh, I ain't stoppin until I dump some more of my charged seed in that neg cunt" I told him, getting another loud whimper and a quick dick squeeze out of him. I pumped him like that, on his side, for several minutes until I slid in all the way and then rolled him on his stomach. "Come on, tell me what you want" I goaded him as my cock started to drive in and out of his hole. "Fuck me with that big poz cock" he said as I churned up what was left of the load from earlier. It felt so good, coating my cock with each thrust. "Give me all of your dick... I need to feel it throb deep inside my cunt" he gasped and soon I was pulling out and sliding back in, making him feel every inch of my cock digging into his hole. "Mmmhmmm... not just a poz dick... a toxic dick" I growled in his ear. He replied "Oh fuck... It feels so good though" and I let out a sinister laugh. I kept long dicking him for a few more minutes. I knew his cock was rock hard and trapped between his body and the bed. My hands held him down as my cock relentlessly plowed into him. I knew from earlier that he didn't like hard fucks, so I was going to fuck until he begged me to breed him. "I'm gonna knock this pussy up" I growled out. My legs spread wider until they were on either side of his hips and gave me better leverage. The thrusts slowed but got a little harder. I played around with the strength, finding the point right below where he started to protest. A little froth from the earlier load circled around my cock and was being replaced by my constantly leaking cock. That cum had done it's job and was soon to be replaced with some fresh virus laden semen. I drove in, blasting past his inner ring and forcing a painful grunt from his mouth. My hips ground against his ass before I returned plowing his cunt. When I drilled deep another time, I'd found his breaking point. "Oh fuck... please... I can't take much more" he cried out. "I told you before, I don't pull out until after I've shot my load. You know what's gonna happen if I keep breeding this hole" I told him coldly. I'm sure he knew but he was just too scared to admit it. He whimpered again without saying it verbally. I wanted to hear him tell me he wanted my charged seed. "It might take 1 load... or two... or ten... or fifty. Everyone is different. The last guy's number was one and I've already given you that. Ready for number two?" I said breathlessly as I started to fuck faster. They were short, fast strokes and I could feel the friction warm up my thickening cock. "Oh god... no... I... I don't want to get pozzed... Please! Don't breed me. Pull out!" he gasped. His body was telling me something different though. I could feel his hole flex around my shaft, trying to coax my charged load from my balls. "Nope... not happening" I replied as my body got frantic as the impending orgasm built up. His hole gave a few hard squeezes and that spurred me on. I fell on to his back and then let the floodgates open. Pulses from my cock shot glob after glob of my sperm into his guts, each with my own primal grunt. He whimpered loudly as my cum filled up his fuck chute knowing that my virus was getting a second chance at claiming him. "Yeah... that's a good daddy. Take my buggy load and let it soak in and become part of you. The new you" I growled in his ear. I had never referred to an older guy that I fucked as a daddy, but it seemed right at that moment. His whimpers turned to moans and I felt his ass milk out a few more spurts while he shot his own load into the sheets. I chuckled and told him "See, getting poz bred turned you the fuck on, didn't it?" Both of us were covered in sweat and since we hadn't showered after our workout, we both had a glorious smell of sweat and cum wafting off our bodies. I rolled us back on our sides, my softening cock still inside his hole and we were back asleep a few minutes later. He was the one that woke first and as he pulled away from me, I opened my eyes. He was scampering out of the bedroom and I followed him. He was walking toward the toilet and as he lifted the seat I said "No. Shower." He gave me a confused look and opened the door to the shower and stepped in. I was right behind and stood in front of him in the center, grabbing my hard shaft and aimed it toward him. It was really stiff and a fountain of dark yellow morning piss started to shoot out, splashing over his tight abs. "Oh fuck!" he yelled out and his softer cock started to spray his own stream of golden piss. He hit my foot and soon started to aim higher. I saw a wicked grin on his face as his stream started coating my balls. We both marked each other with our urine and when our streams both died down, he reached over and turned the shower on. We both basked in the warm water, but my cock was not getting any softer. I turned him to the wall, raising his hands up on either side of my head and once again pressed against his back. "Oh fuck" he cried out as I pushed my cock between his ass cheeks. "It would be a shame to waste this" I whispered over the rain from the shower head. He was tight once again, but with a little spurt of piss I slipped inside. He whimpered once again, but didn't object to my bare cock inside his unprotected hole. My hips rolled and I plowed deeper into his hole. He let out a painful groan and I realized that my midnight load was now absorbed into his soft hole. I tried to push out a little more piss but that didn't seem to work. A few more strokes, though, and my lube machine was leaking once again inside him. Holding his hands against the wall and my chin on his shoulder, next to his head, my hips did most of the work. Starting slow, I built up speed and then slowed down again. I did this a few more times until my balls signaled that it was time to add another charged load to his hole. My cock started to unload as I was thrusting in, spraying my toxic spunk from just inside his outer ring all the way in until I was balls deep. Twitch after twitch from my cock signaled my balls were emptying all of their infected cream inside him. Just like the first fuck the night before, nothing was really said between us as I fucked and bred him again. I stayed planted in him for a minute after the last spurt and then slowly pulled out. We showered and playfully washed each other off, but I left him dripping my hot seed. After we dried off, I found my gym bag and dug out a clean pair of shorts and a tee. I put my sweats back on and then pulled my long sleeved tee over my head before grabbing my bag. He was standing there naked watching me, not saying a word. When I got to his front door, I said "That was a good workout. Let me know when we can do it again. Maybe Wednesday night?" He looked a little shocked and mumbled out "Uh... yeah. I'll see." The door shut behind me and I hurried back to my condo, getting in with just enough time to throw on a company polo shirt and sign in for the video conference. I'd be good as long as I didn't stand up and show off my sweatpants. About 45 minutes in and I heard my personal laptop chirp. I looked and there was a message from sigmabtm. "Booked Wed 7pm."

Artiste Redux The comment from the night before really bugged me. Tim wasn't my boyfriend and the only times I'd met up with him after he converted was to fuck other guys. I wasn't sure why Carlos' comment grated on me so much, other than it was so far from reality. I grabbed my phone and cruised some of the apps. One nearby guy looked familiar and once I opened his profile up I remembered him. I hadn't seen him online in a while so I sent off a message. "Long time no see. Are u gettin fucked every 2 or 3 months now? ;)" It took a couple minutes but I got a reply from the artist in the building next door "lol not that bad but close." I wondered how far the messages would go. "if ur on then u must be ready 4 ur next one." "unlike most of these guys I come on here to meet not jerk off" he replied right away. My cock twitched and started to grow. I typed back "ikr most r just window shopping. u want a repeat or u just do guys once?" "repeats r good u lookin now?" was the artist's reply. "yah, meet u at the back door again in 10?" I tapped out. His condo looked the same, not much furniture and pizza boxes littering the kitchen counter. Once in the living room, I pushed him against the wall and gave him a rough, hard kiss. My hand moved from his chest up to his neck and I wrapped my hand around it, covering his pronounced Adam's apple. I could feel the blood pumping up to his head and squeezed a little harder. His tongue tried to fight back but his arms reached around me, holding me gently. I kept up the kissing and choking for almost 5 minutes more before I let up. I backed away and walked into his living room, taking a quick glance around. There were more half finished paintings this time and even a couple completed works on the wall. I reached down and grabbed the small bong from the table and checked it out. "Mmm, freshly loaded. You're a good host" I said, reaching for the lighter. He came closer as I flicked the lighter and took a long hit. I passed it over to him and he did the same. We each took another pair of hits and the weed was spent. It was good stuff too and the rush was feeling damn fine. He reloaded it and we each took another hit before he set it back on the table. "Ready to get fucked?" I asked as I stared into his glassy eyes. He nodded and turned, stumbling slightly. I caught his shoulder and pushed him toward the wall of windows. "Strip and bend over on to the window ledge" I said and watched him immediately drop his shorts and pull his wife beater over his head. He spread his legs, bent from his waist and rested his hands on the window ledge looking out to the building across the street. By this time my sandals were off and my sweats were on the floor next to my tee. My cock was rock hard and eager to feel his chute wrapped around it again. I gave a few spits on his hole and fingered them in quickly. "All the way" he said, before adding "Wreck it good... like last time." I chuckled to myself and then shoved in until my balls slapped his own. He growled as my cock speared in deep and I felt his body shake a few moments. I waited a couple seconds before I withdrew almost completely and then slammed in again. "Fuck yeah!" he yelled out from his gritted teeth. My hips started to roll, plowing in and out. Each stroke was firm, ending with a slap as our bodies met. After a few minutes I moved my hands to his shoulders and began to pound a little harder. Looking over his shoulder I spotted a guy across the street, standing at his window and rubbing his crotch while staring back at us. When he backed away, I was a little disappointed. I always liked having an audience watch me fuck. He came back a minute later and it looked like he had some small binoculars and seemed to be naked this time. I started to pump faster until I drove in deep and ground my hips on the artist's ass. I pulled all the way out and checked out the gaping hole before ramming back in and pounding his hole some more. The guy across the street was stroking his cock furiously as he watched us fuck. Several minutes later I could feel my balls start to churn and my motions became more frantic. The guy across the street gave a few more strokes and I'm pretty sure he shot all over the window. I needed a little more time but I too was unloading my toxic load deep inside the skinny artist's guts a couple minutes later. "Breed my fuckin' hole" he yelled out as my cock pulsed deep inside him. It was a good six or seven heavy shots that painted his tortured chute with my viral cream. I looked up and our voyeur was gone. I laid down on the floor and pulled him with me. We stayed there about ten minutes chatting before he crawled over and grabbed the bong and lighter. I sat up and we finished off the bowl with a couple small hits each. We chatted a little about nothing, our hazy minds not able to keep a real conversation going. He got a wicked smile on his face and pushed me flat on to the floor. He gave my cock a few strokes with one hand and played with my nips with the other, bringing my dick back to life and fully hard. The artist straddled me and guided my cock to his cum filled hole. He pushed down and I felt my cock breach the entrance. With the head back inside and his hole stretched around my shaft, he took a big breath and dropped his body down. He looked down at me and pulled up a few inches and dropped down again, getting the rest of my cock into his hole. I felt his muscles spasm around me. I knew he must be in a little pain but it didn't seem to deter him since he began riding my cock almost immediately. I was surprised at his stamina since he didn't have a lot of muscle anywhere on his body. He fucked himself on my cock with determination. Several minutes later, I reached up and grabbed on to his arms before I sat up, rolling him backward on to the rug. My hands moved to his legs and folded them back. He looked really sexy with his hands holding his legs wide, waiting for my hips to start thrusting into his hungry hole. It felt just as good as last time with him taking whatever I gave and my cock churning the earlier load inside him. We kept going for almost ten minutes until I slammed in and felt my cock erupt, spewing ropes of hot cum deep into his guts. I growled as the last few spurts shot out and he looked back at me with a big grin. I saw his chest and face covered in his cum and his hands still holding his feet. We stood there motionless for a minute with my cock planted fully in him. As we stared at each other he asked "How long you been poz?" I froze, unprepared for that question right then. He'd never mentioned status in any of our messages or when we met last time. "Five years or so, I guess. Why?" I replied. "Well, you pozzed me up the last time we fucked. You must have a real high viral count if you did it with one fuck" he said calmly. I was speechless for a moment. He obviously knew it was me since he hasn't been getting fucked much so it was easy for him to pin it on me. I couldn't deflect it to one of his other hookups like I'd done a few times in the past, but I tried. "Uh... you sure you didn't fuck with anyone else?" I asked. "My dildo Thick Rick is the only thing that's been in my ass for a month before and a few weeks after we fucked" he replied. "You don't seem too pissed. You ok with it?" was my lame response. "Hell, yeah. I knew it would happen eventually. That's one of the reasons I moved to the city. I wanted to get a lot more poz dicks in me to boost my chances. I just didn't count on covid killing my sex life" he replied in the same calm voice. "You asked for a rough fuck so that's what I gave you. It makes it easier for the bug to get you that way" I said, my cock still in his hole and not getting any softer. "All the guys that fucked me since I moved here and before the pandemic were on prep or undetectable so I wasn't expecting it. Even the guys that listed their status as 'poz' were on meds. But... after you and I fucked, I felt guilty so it was just me and my toys so I didn't get covid. Then, a friend from back home visited me three weeks after we fucked last time. He saw some rashes on my back and started asking questions. Then he woke me up in the middle of the night and I was covered in sweat. Normally I sleep through the night into mid-morning so I never really thought much about it" he said. I chuckled and thrust my hips, plowing deep inside him. "He didn't freak out?" I asked. The artist looked at me and smiled. "Nope. He's on prep and he thought it was cool fucking his first real poz guy" he replied. "Do you know for sure? A rash and night sweats isn't a confirmation, just a good indication" I said, feeling my cock start to throb. "Yeah, I finally got tested and they gave me my results yesterday. Poz and pretty healthy according to the clinic. You've gone 5 years without meds?" he asked. I pulled my cock out, leaving just the sheathed head on his hole. "It was two years before I had to go on meds. I ran out just as the lockdown hit and my doc couldn't refill my prescription" I said, pulling back the foreskin and watching more precum drip onto his hole. "You must have bounced back pretty quick to do me with that one fuck" he said, clamping his hole around my shaft. "300k about the time we fucked" I replied, forcing my way deep into him before starting on my next round. He wrapped his legs around me pulling me deeper with each thrust. "Hmm. About half of what I'm at right now" he said proudly. I grinned at him, drilling in harder for a minute until I grunted out "We gotta find you a few guys to breed. With it that high you need to share." He looked back at me curiously and said "I haven't topped in years. I'm a bottom." My hips moved back until just the tip was inside. "Once you feel your raw cock inside an unprotected neg guy, you'll want to fuck a lot more" I replied before slamming in again and shooting off a couple more ropes of poz cum. "Oh god my ass feels so good and used right now. I love feeling that burn" he answered back, but I could tell he wanted to say something more. Finally he said quietly "Then I'm just gonna have to find a bottom that really turns me on."

Bound and Caged Collegeboy and I stood in front of the 3 flat on Thursday night, ready for the second round. "How's his ass?" Tim asked. "Pretty good. He may be straight but he's used to getting fucked. He might actually enjoy it. Are you going to fuck him tonight or just be a rebellious bottom?" I asked back. He laughed quietly and just smiled. I pressed the button for Unit A and the gate buzzed again, letting us in. Carlos met us at the door wearing only his boots and a bulldog harness. Once again, we stripped at the door and followed Carlos down the stairs. This time, Juan was already down there waiting. His hands were bound with a rope that held them above his head to the ceiling joist eyelets. A ball gag was strapped to his head, stretching his mouth open and filling the opening. I gazed down his body and found a clamp on each nipple with a chain connecting them. Several inches lower, I saw that his pubes were now shaved off and a metal cage confined his cock. Glancing the rest of the way down, I saw Juan standing on his toes, the rope above him taught and leaving him a couple inches too high above the floor to be standing flat on his feet. Tim took his place on the bed with only a slight nudge from Carlos. Walking circles around Juan, I tugged on the chain a few times and roughly fingered his hole with each pass I made. I noted some of the tattoos on his body including one between his shoulder blades that said "Owned by Carlos" with a barcode under it. I wondered if Carlos was going to add another mark showing Juan's new status. "You don't need to tattoo my name on him when he's poz" I said to Carlos. "Yeah, you'll have marked him on the inside" he replied with an evil laugh. "The cage? You're not letting him cum anymore while he's still shooting blanks?" I asked. "No, but he gets a reward after he's fully charged. I got a couple girls for him to fuck and pass his gift on to. All their clients might pick it up too" Carlos said before laughing loudly. I stopped in front of Juan and leaned in close before I whispered into Juan's ear "Today you're going to beg for my charged load, right?" He shook his head from side to side, trying to scream 'NO!' around the gag. I yanked down hard on the chain, making the butterfly clamps dig into his tortured nips. "Wrong answer, Juan" I said. Releasing the chain, I laughed and said "when you think I'm close you need to yell out 'Poz me!' Understand?" His eyes still had the look of fear and panic, but he slowly nodded up and down this time. As I moved behind him I caressed his back, feeling the welts and scars until I reached his ass. "We know what happens when you disobey orders, right?" I said loud enough for Carlos to hear before slapping his right ass cheek hard. Juan replied with a muffled "Yes, SIR!" and nodded again. Looking over Juan's shoulder I saw Carlos pulling a few items out of the bins on the wall. Once again, I worried about Tim getting abused but I remembered how hard his cock was last week when he was disciplined. My chest was resting on Juan's back and I could feel him tense up. He begin to tremble when my arm wrapped around his chest, pulling him tighter. My cock was rigid and pressed between his butt cheeks. "Feel my bug deep inside you?" I whispered into his ear. Juan rocked his head side to side. "It will be soon if it isn't already. It only takes one fuck with some and a few more with others. Ask Tim how it crept up on him. Only a few fucks and then the bug ravaged his body" I said a little louder. "That was a fuckin' bitch and I didn't even know what it was. I just thought it was the flu" Carlos said from across the room with Tim nodding along. I slowly slid my cock along Juan's ass crack, the precum now starting to flow and coat the crevice. He trembled a little more next to me and I kind of wished I could see his eyes. I could see Carlos walking back toward Tim with a few things that he laid out on the bed. Grabbing a bit, he put it into Tim's mouth before buckling the leather straps behind his head. Carlos wrapped some of Tim's hair in his fist and pulled him up so he was kneeling on the bed. "After last time, I don't trust you. At the first sign of you not being an obedient bottom fag, I'm pulling out and then the real fun begins. If you saw Juan's back, you know I have no problems whipping you until you beg for mercy and then going on a while longer" Carlos told Tim. I watched and listened closely to what Carlos did while I humped Juan's butt. He reached over and picked up a leather strap with his other hand and gave a hard "THWACK!" on Tim's ass. Tim grunted as soon as the leather hit him. I'm sure there was a large red mark on his pale skin but I couldn't see it since Carlos was obscuring Tim's right side. Carlos's cock seemed to get even stiffer and thicker as he hit Collegeboy. Tim's cock was also pointing straight out and hard as a rock. Adjusting the angle of my cock, I pushed up from the bottom of Juan's bubble butt until it found the pucker. The moment Carlos gave Tim a second hit, I speared into Juan's hole and impaled him with my cock. Tim and Juan both let out muffled screams. Juan was writhing from his ropes while Tim was frozen stiff. Carlos pressed his rigid cock to Tim's ass and slowly drove in. Once he was fully planted, he set the strap back on to the bed and let go of Collegeboy's hair. Tim stayed upright and Carlos withdrew his cock until just the head was inside. "That's a good boy" Carlos said before rocking his hips and plowing back into Tim's greedy ass. My cock was now drilling Juan's hole and while the position was awkward, I made the most of it. The only thing making Juan's hole slick was a little bit of spit and my precum. I loved the friction between his chute and my cock, knowing how much easier I was making it for my bug to invade his body. Each thrust left behind dozens of tiny tears in his colon, inviting the virus to go invade his body. I could hear his whimpers and without the gag they would have been much louder. While I fucked, I looked up and followed the rope to see where it was tied off. I wasn't sure that Carlos would be happy if I lowered his boy down, but I really wanted to change positions to be able to fuck Juan harder. Moving my arm from around his chest to around his neck, I was able to jab my cock in to the base and making Juan grunt around the gag. I began to hammer his hole hard while I watched Carlos do the same to Tim. I knew my move needed to be quick so I slammed in hard and yanked my cock back out. A couple dark drips ran down Juan's legs while I moved over to the wall and untied the rope. To get it untied, I had to pull Juan completely off the ground which caused a few more pained groans from his tired arms. Once he was lowered back to the ground, I pulled the rope free from the eyelets. I could feel Carlos' cold gaze on me while I moved behind the bed, pulling Juan closer to the edge of the bed and tying the rope to the opposite bedpost. Back behind Juan, I bent him the rest of the way over a shoved my cock back inside his still gaping hole. My hand wrapped around the back of Juan's neck and I pressed it hard into the mattress. Juan grunted loudly around the gag as I slammed in a second time. My cock stabbed into him over and over, just like the knives did when he was in jail. I jabbed left then right, up then down making sure that my cock dug into every part of Juan's cock sleeve. Briefly, I looked over and Carlos had turned his attention back to Tim. I wondered what was going through Tim's mind - would he be a good bottom or a greedy power bottom trying to wrest control from Carlos. Juan's ass got looser until I slapped his butt and he would clench back down on my cock. I did several cycles of that until I heard him talking around his gag. "Breed me, sir" was what it sounded like and got louder after a few more thrusts. When the words got loud enough for all of us to hear I said firmly "Wrong words, Juan. Try again." I heard him whine and I then increased the intensity of my strokes. It took a couple more minutes and he finally spoke the words that I wanted to hear - "Poz me, sir" Juan begged behind the ball gag. I gave a hard shove, plowing deep inside his cunt. He said it again, this time with more urgency to his voice. I pulled back and held my cock just inside his chute for about ten seconds. He said it again and I began to grin. I slammed in deep again, feeling his body shake underneath me. I was close and he knew it, but I think he also had resigned himself to the fate Carlos had chosen for him. I hammered in with a half dozen quick strokes before holding myself right at the entrance. "POZ. ME. SIR!!" Juan yelled out. Each word was distinct and barely muffled. "You got it boy" I growled out and shoved in until I was fully planted. Hard spurts of my viral seed shot out, filling his battered tunnel with my load. I felt him squeeze and release his outer ring, milking every drop of cum I had. Wrapping my arms around him, I held him tight as the last few pulses pumped more of my bug into him. My breaths were labored and as I lay across Juan's back I saw Carlos giving in to his own orgasmic bliss as he pumped his bug-free load into Tim. Judging by the expression on Carlos' face, Tim had chosen the less dramatic road today and left his greedy bottom persona at home. My cock was still planted inside Juan, holding all of my infected seed inside him and letting it work it's magic. I looked over at Carlos and asked "What's your plan for him? How far are you going to let it go?" I gave a hard thrust and got another grunt out of Juan. "All the way. I know he pulled the trigger on at least four guys, so he's going to live a lot longer than they got. Besides, I'll be bored with him in a couple years so it will make it easy to end it that way" Carlos said coldly. A few seconds later he asked "Have any of the guys you pozzed, died yet? Ya know, from the bug?" "Not that I know of, but it was only about six years ago that I got pozzed and I don't keep in contact with most of the guys I fuck" I replied. "Except your boyfriend here" Carlos sneered as he pulled his cock out of Collegeboy.

A New Weapon It was a guilty pleasure that I had found again. The guilt was bigger since I was now older and truly knew the effects of the bug, but the pleasure was greater too. I had the pleasure of watching one of my latest converts becoming a breeding machine and eager to build his own list of victims. The more I thought about it the harder I got. Collegeboy wasn't the only one and I wondered if Dragonboy's cousin was up for passing his bug along too. Each time I logged on to one of my cruising sites or apps I looked for someone that might be that perfect first one for the cousin. I wasn't sure that he would be interested or even if Dragonboy would let him do it. It seemed that they had an almost brotherly relationship. Dragonboy watched out for him most of the time and the cousin would want to go out and do his own thing, trying to not let Dragonboy run his life. So, I looked. I even set up a few searches "neg for poz", "neg for anything", "no loads refused", etc. just like I had after I caught the bug. I chatted with a couple guys, just to see how serious they were or if they left off that critical bit of information like being on prep. Some of the guys were almost perfect but had one or two things that ruled them out. A couple of those I saved for myself. The blond, 20 year old ex-gymnast that thought he was invincible ("I've taken poz loads before and I'm still neg" he liked to remind me) was a lot of fun. Three fucks and seven loads later, he couldn't meet up since he wasn't feeling good. I'm going to miss feeling that greedy, muscled, bubble butt bounce off my hips as I drilled into him, telling how I was going to do what no one else had. Or the 24 year old gamer that talked a good line, but when it came time to fuck he was almost too tight and nothing like the well-used cumslut he claimed to be. I did finally get it in, but I left him whimpering with two big loads soaking into his trashed hole. He complained a week later that his ass still hurt. And then begged me a week after that to fuck him again. A week after that his profile was gone. I finally found a guy that was interested in meeting up and came close to fitting the cousin's preferences. He wasn't Chinese, but he was Asian and about the same size. Now I needed to see if I could get the cousin to breed his first guy, if he hadn't already. It took a few tries but I got in touch with Dragonboy. First I asked about his cousin and how he was doing. "He was in bad shape for 4 or 5 days. He thought it was Covid, but he only had two of the symptoms. I took him to the clinic you suggested and he found out what it really was" was his response. I replied "Does he understand? Is he OK? Are his numbers ok?" "Yes he does. I think he's ok. I don't know about numbers. The only one I saw on the sheet the doctor gave him was 800,000. He acts worried around me but I think its not true" he typed back quickly. I smiled and then sent back "Oh wow. Why?" "Is that a good number? I saw some of the websites he is visiting. He stares at his test results and gets a big grin on his face. In private, he seems to be happier than I have ever seen him since he came to stay with me. But he is somber and looks worried as soon as he sees me around. I caught him jerking off and he stared at the cum in his hand a minute and then smiled before he licked it up" Dragonboy replied. We chatted a bit more and I told him he needed to try and get his cousin to be honest with him. Almost as an afterthought I added "Maybe he needs to get back into the pool and get some sexual relief." "I don't know. The doctor said he's not to have any sex. There is a problem getting him medication" Dragonboy replied after a few minutes. It took several attempts at figuring out what to say next, but finally I typed "I think it is up to him. I'm sure we can find someone who doesn't care about his status or might want what he can give" as my reply. The conversation went dead at that point and I decided not to push it. A half hour later, I saw a tab flashing on my browser and when I clicked on it, I had a response from Dragonboy. "I don't think this is a good idea but he wants to. Do you know anyone or where we can find someone? Maybe someone that is already poz?" was his answer. It took a few days to set something up but my target was all excited and to be honest, so was I. I was also nervous, since I had never set anything like this up before. While I wanted to test drive the guy first, I knew I'd end up breeding him and that wouldn't be fair to Dragonboy's cousin. I'd be there as backup just in case the cousin didn't put out. I met the bottom (allcum4me) outside on the corner and took him the back way into my building. It was a little hard to tell if he was the guy from the profile with the mask that covered most of his face. The rest of the description matched, though, and I did see the long goatee poking out from the bottom of the mask and he had the long braided ponytail from the pictures. "Asian slut looking to find his limits" the profile said. He wasn't as clean cut as Dragonboy's cousin, but if the cousin wouldn't fuck him, then I would. His slender body was covered in a loose t-shirt and long athletic shorts. The skin that showed on his arms and legs was slightly darker than Dragonboy or his cousin and was made even darker by copious amounts of black ink. His ears were mostly metal from the piercings around the edge down to the gauged lobes that were stretched over an inch. The large septum ring I saw later completed the "I love piercings" look. I didn't tell him outright that my "friend" was newly poz and had a high viral load, but I had hinted at it and said that he was eager to top for the first time in a while. I'd also never asked him directly if he wanted a toxic load, but all of his messages hinted he did with several innuendos. Maybe he was too excited to get fucked by his first Asian cock in a few years to care about status. He confided in an early message that he had taken dozens of undetectable loads and found that it no longer had the thrill it once did and he wanted to get that adrenaline back. His profile did say "all loads taken" after all. Not much was said as we rode the elevator up to the roof and it stayed quiet until we got inside the locker room. "Let's see what ya got" I said with the same cocky tone that I usually had with these kinds of hookups. He pulled off his tee and laid in on the bench before pushing his hi-tops off and finally sliding his shorts down. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows saying "You can't suck with that mask on." Allcum4me took it off and laid it on top of his clothes. He was freeballing and his small cock was starting to get stiff. There was a thick patch of black pubes over his cock but it looked like his balls were shaved. Ink covered his chest and arms as well as both of his legs below the knees. Other than the three inch long goatee, the tufts of hair poking out from his armpits and the pubes, his body was smooth. I liked what I saw and hoped his attitude matched his appearance. It was my turn and I slid off my sandals and pushed my sweatpants off. I left the jockstrap on, slipped the mask over my head and then removed my tank top. When I looked up, I caught him licking his lips, so he seemed to like what I had to offer. Hopefully, he would like what Dragonboy's cousin had too. Since the cousin hadn't shown up yet, I decided it would be good to try out our victim's mouth. "Come here, you can suck me until he show's up" I said as I walked to the sauna. It would give us a little privacy in case someone unplanned showed up. Leaving the door open, I sat down on the top bench, pulled my cock out of the pouch and gave it a quick stroke. It was already getting hard and allcum4me knew what to do. He kneeled on the bottom bench and licked up and down the side of my shaft. He was pretty good and the more he worked his lips and tongue around my dick the better he got. I was surprised at how wide he could open his jaw and he never even grazed his teeth on my cock. He had been sucking for a little more than five minutes when I heard the locker room door open. My hands forced his face down into my pubes and I could feel him struggle to get off my dick, but I held him tight. One maskless head peeked around the corner and it was Dragonboy. Next his cousin looked in and grinned at us. I could tell he was looking the bottom over and the grin didn't diminish. They disappeared for a minute and both came into the sauna naked. I had let the bottom up and he gasped for air quickly but went back to sucking my cock without any additional encouragement from me. The light was a little dim but I could see the outline of a fresh snake tattoo wrapping around the cousin's leg with the head and fangs on his hip. As he came closer, I could see a biohazard symbol that the snake curled around on his upper thigh. The tattoo was obviously very recent and I was eager to see it when it was done. The cousin had a wicked grin on his face and it seemed that he was excited to share his new-found power. He definitely had a different attitude than any of the other times I had met him. He was not submissive at all and was becoming more aggressive by the second. He moved closer and gave a hard slap to the bottom's ass. The moment I saw his hand raised, I cupped my hand behind the bottoms head to hold him still. The cousin's hands spread the bottom's butt cheeks apart and he spit a few gobs on the hole. One hand moved in and he fingered the spit into the hole first with one finger and then two a few seconds later. Dragonboy stood off to the side and his face was one of bewilderment. I'm sure he had never pictured his cousin acting like this. I was surprised too, but it was quickly removing any doubt in my mind that he wouldn't perform. There was a sheen on his cock from some lube and he gave another stroke before moving in. I wasn't planning on spit roasting the bottom but that seemed to be what the cousin was intent on doing. Once his fingers were out of the way, he grabbed the bottom's hips and started to toy with the bottom's hole. I could hear and feel the whimpers from the bottom around my cock until without warning the cousin speared his cock in. This time a loud grunt was muffled by my cock. I had heard from several guys that after they converted they went from bottom to top or versatile. While this wasn't totally the case with the cousin, he was definitely in top mode now. He was a very different person from each of the times I had fucked him. Then, he knew that he was to give himself to the top. Now, he was the one using the bottom for his pleasure. There had been no hesitation, he came in and began to use this anonymous guy's ass right away. And use it he did. He wasn't one of those one dimensional tops that just penetrates, fucks for a few minutes and then breeds. The cousin started with a little fingering, penetrated, fucked with a varied pace and intensity, rimmed the bottom, slapped his ass, and that was just in the first fifteen minutes. He got more aggressive, grabbing the bottom's shoulders to get better leverage. When he pulled the bottom off of my cock with a fistful of hair, I used this as my cue to let him take over. I had my eye on Dragonboy who was staring at his cousin fuck the bottom. He was a little startled when I pushed him toward the bench and felt his hole with a pair of spit covered fingers. Dragonboy took his place next to the other bottom and soon was feeling my bare cock stretch him open. When I normally fuck in this situation, I just concentrate on my bottom, not looking at the other guys fucking around me. My curiosity was too strong, though, and I kept catching glances over at the other pair. The cousin had stamina and kept fucking his bottom, getting more and more verbal every minute. I had no idea what he was saying and I don't think his bottom did either. Dragonboy did and I could see him jerk his head back and look at his cousin, apparently surprised at what he said. The cousin's bottom seemed to be enjoying it too. He was pushing back onto the cock that was plowing his hole and I caught a few times when he looked back and he had a grin on his face. I kept getting close and would have to back off, occasionally giving Dragonboy a hard slap to stop him from working his hole too vigorously. I wanted the cousin's first poz-on-neg breeding to be the main event. After another ten minutes, the tone from the cousin's voice changed. He seemed to be trying to hold back his impending orgasm. My pace slowed down and I was thrusting into Dragonboy hard. Both of us were staring at his cousin, though. The cousin lunged forward and wrapped his right arm around his bottom's neck. His hips gave another few rolls and with him planted as deep as he could he let out a howl. I could see his butt clench and release with each shot of virus laden cum he put into allcum4me. His bottom suddenly got verbal too, begging for as much cum as he could get. The cousin slammed in two more times, trying to get his cum deeper. The look on the cousin's face was pure bliss and the bottom appeared to be happy too. Dragonboy shoved his ass back on to my cock to jolt me out of my trance and I immediately started to pound him. My hands reached up and grabbed his neck as I pulled myself forward. Each loud thud as my body slammed into him generated a loud grunt which was slowly replaced by him yelling "FUCK!" each time. My balls were pulled up tight and struggling to contain the load inside them. One more hard thrust and jets of my charged cum shot out of my cock. On the second spurt, I could feel his hole clench and release around my cock and I knew he was shooting his load all over the sauna bench. He milked every drop of cum that my body was willing to give up for this round and all I heard from Dragonboy after the first few shots were moans. As my breathing slowed, I looked over and the bottom had turned around and was licking the cousin's cock and balls clean. The cousin had his arm hanging so his hand covered the biohazard portion of the tattoo, making me chuckle to myself. Dragonboy had no intention of cleaning my cock like he did the last time we fucked, even after I sat down on the bench next to him. We got a few minutes rest and the silence was broken by Dragonboy's cousin saying something and motioning with his hands. "He said lay on your back on the top bench" Dragonboy told the other bottom. Once he was there, the cousin tugged on his legs to get him on an angle and then pushed his legs back. His cock was stiff once again and he guided it right back into allcum4me's puffy hole. Moments later he was drilling his cumdump again, churning up the earlier load. Dragonboy looked over at me and I gave a quick laugh before getting up and putting him in a similar position. Like the other bottom, my cock slid right back into Dragonboy's hole with only a slight grunt from him. Once again, I got a late start fucking my bottom compared to the cousin. With a better vantage point, I could see his expressions as he fucked. Only when he changed positions or gave the occasional hard thrust did his expression change. It was either joy, concentration, or an evil grin. I knew at that point that he enjoyed being a top and had some good experience at it. The evil grin told me he was enjoying this even more, knowing he was breeding a neg guy and maybe even pozzing him. It took a little more than ten minutes for both of us get close to dumping our second loads. The cousin started yelling out again while he fucked harder and I looked down at Dragonboy who had a shocked look on his face. My thrusts got ragged and I felt the cum start to rise. The cousin slammed in and yelled out "You fuck now!" and said it again after he slammed in a second time. My first rope of cum started shooting out as I was plowing into Dragonboy's hole. With another hard thrust, the cousin's body spasmed and he yelled out "All mine!" The next few ropes that came out of my engorged cock were shot deep inside as I stayed planted all the way in. The cousin's bottom had his eyes closed as his own cock erupted, covering his chest and face with his white neg cream. We all stood there, coming down from our post-orgasmic highs. "Let's grab a shower" I said after a couple minutes, backing away from Dragonboy. The cousin followed me closely as I walked across the locker room to the shower area. The bottoms were several steps behind us and both walking slower. We all showered for a few minutes, soaping up from the dispensers on the wall. As I started to rinse the soap off I heard "Oh fuck... Biohazard? He's poz?" come from allcum4me. I chuckled and said "Yeah, its a fresh tat" trying to leave it ambiguous. I watched him reach back and feel his swollen hole and the cum dripping out of it. The look on his face told me he had a million different emotions running through his brain. He quickly ran out of the shower and by the time I had finished rinsing off he and his clothes were gone. When we were dressed, we walked out of the locker room toward the elevator. None of us spoke until the elevator door opened and we saw a wet towel laying there. We got in, Dragonboy pushed the 4 button and said "Let's talk." We walked into his condo and once the door was closed the cousin came up to me and hugged me tight. He looked up at me and said "Thank you. You poz me good." The words surprised me, but I looked down and smiled, giving his ass a firm squeeze, saying "You're welcome. Be sure to keep sharing it." It was a weird conversation with Dragonboy doing all of the translation. I told the cousin to expect more experiences like that one - a great fuck until they realize they just took a toxic load or three. The tattoo would both attract and deter people. "He may not convert after only one fuck" I said and both of them nodded with Dragonboy replying "I'm still neg, but I don't know how." I left and went up to my condo and fell down on the couch. Grabbing a blunt from the table, I lit it and had it gone while I fired up my laptop. Allcum4me's profile was gone which didn't surprise me. Just another chaser who freaked when he got what he was asking for. I hoped there wouldn't be any fallout from the fuck and figured we'd never hear from him again.

Climbing the stairs back up to my condo, I started to feel a little guilty. Both of the guys I just bred were vulnerable to my bug and didn't even know it. Dragonboy probably thought I was still on meds just like the other times we fucked, still playing up the poz on neg scene like before. Reaching my floor, I shook myself out of it, thinking "He never asked and I told him I was poz. Besides, if he really wants to stay neg, he wouldn't be getting multiple guys to breed him when he's off prep." Sitting down on my couch, I lit up a fat one and took a long hit. Before I knew it, I was holding the remains in a clip and got one last drag on it before it was done. I checked my phone and looked to see who was close on a few of the apps. My balls were empty, but it didn't hurt to look and maybe set something up for the future. It was a lot of the usual guys but then I spotted the Italian guy from the laundry room. "Had fun the other night" I sent to him. "OMG it was shouldnt have too risky" he replied a few minutes later. I sent back "Thats what made it so hot." I didn't get a response so I sent one more "When u doing laundry again?" and hit send. There wasn't a reply after a few minutes so I figured he didn't want to play again. The college bug chaser wasn't on so I set the phone down and grabbed my laptop to check messages on a few sites. I was kind of disappointed that the older guy hadn't messaged back, but he probably got cold feet when he saw I was no longer listed as undetectable. With nothing going on, I watched a few porn clips but nothing really did it for me so I decided to crash for the night. The alarm rudely awakened me and I crawled out of bed, still smelling the sweat and cum on my body from the night before. I showered and then ate breakfast while I opened up my laptop and surfed a few sites. Still no message from the older guy, but it had been less than 12 hours since I checked the last time. I grabbed my phone and looked at a few apps. A smile came over me as I saw the college guy on. "Hey, how u doin?" I typed out. "sore & horny" he responded. I chuckled thinking the slut had got some more dick after we fucked the other night. "rough day yesterday?" I asked back. "sore from u. nothin yesterday" he replied. I sent back "u want more?" He immediately sent back "fuck yeah" and then "dad is going out in a half hr. meet in cleaning closet on 19 in 45min?" How cute, I thought, but it made sense with all of the universities shut down. If he didn't have an apartment he'd have to go back to his parents house or move in with friends. "k" I replied and waited. I took the stairs up to try and be more dicreet and also for the workout. Being a little sweaty before a fuck was never a bad thing for the guys I hooked up with. I peeked out the door and didn't see anyone in the hallway and a few seconds later I heard someone coming down the stairs. I leaned against the wall and then saw it was the college guy. I opened the door and he followed me out into the hall. We went over to the closet that the cleaning staff use to store their supplies and twisted the handle. Locked. I knew from experience that they usually didn't lock these doors but figured that people were probably stealing the cleaning supplies so now they had to. "Wanna try up one floor?" I asked. He nodded and we went up the stairs to the 20th floor. That one was locked too. "Fuck!" he said. I nodded and was about to suggest the sauna again when he said "You're not gonna stalk me, right?" I thought it was a strange question but said "Nah, I don't usually even fuck a guy more than a few times." He started walking down the hall to the end and pulled out his key. I followed him into unit 20A, down the inside hall and into a bedroom. He was pulling his clothes off as soon as we got inside and he told me "We gotta make this quick. I don't want my dad to come home while we're fucking." I pushed him on the bed and looked down at his twinky body. Our other fuck was in dim light and now I could see all of him. The smooth pale skin, a nice smooth bubble butt, his muscled runner's legs and his hair was just pulled back in a ponytail today. I pushed down my basketball shorts, yanked my tank off and was on top of him seconds later. My hard cock ground along his butt cheeks as I laid on him, forcing him flat against his bed. I whispered in his ear "You need some more toxic seed?" I heard him whimper and I said to him firmly "Tell me what you want or I'm out of here." "Please, fuck me full of your bug. I want you to turn me into a poz slut" he cried out. I chuckled and whispered back "Good boy. You gonna share it too, right?" My cock was rock hard and oozing precum into the crevice. "Yes, sir. As many as I can" he replied, starting to breathe heavily. "Please fuck me" he whined a few seconds later. Raising my hips, I dragged my shaft between his butt cheeks and then pushed down until I found the opening. Pushing harder, the head of my cock finally started to work it's way inside. His face was buried into the bed cover as he yelled out from the pain of my thick cock stretching him open with just a little precum for lube. The head of my cock was barely inside when I forced his head down to muffle his screams. I paused a moment to let him get used to it. His body was shaking and he let out another yell when I nudged in deeper. He hadn't lubed up before our meet, apparently, so I was going to have to do it for him. Pulling my cock out I crawled back, spreading his ass cheeks apart before spitting on the hole. Using a finger to start, I pushed the spit in and added some more. Adding a second finger, I worked the spit in deeper before twisting them around to help stretch his sphincter. With one more gob of spit, I pushed my fingers in all the way, twisting them back and forth before pulling them out and replacing them with the tip of my shaft. It looked really hot, my darker rigid cock surrounded by his pale butt cheeks slowly driving down until my hips were pressed against his ass. My cock went in much easier this time and with a lot less screaming. I'm sure that the first attempt, as dry and rough as it was, did enough to help my bug get into his body, but I was planning on giving him more than just a little viral precum. I raised my hips up and then dropped back down with a thud. The whole bed bounced and I repeated it a few more times with college boy mumbling "oh god" over and over. Pushing my body up with my arms, I hovered over him, my cock still partially inside his tight, wet hole. I whispered in his ear "God ain't gonna help you now" before thrusting my hips in and out. It got easier each time as his hole loosened up and my pre coated his chute. We stayed like this for almost ten minutes, him flat on the bed whimpering and me drilling his pussy with my stiff shaft. I fell on him, slamming my dick in hard and my chest slapping against his back. I yanked back on his pony tail, pulling his face off the bed. "This what you been dreaming about? Getting pounded by a big poz dick and having your last neg loads fucked out of you?" I growled in his ear before I got on my knees and flipped him over. Spreading his legs, I aimed my fuckstick at the gaping hole and shoved back in. Looking into his wide open eyes, I pushed his legs back while driving the last couple inches of my cock inside him. Last time, I bred him from behind, deprived of looking at his face as he took what might have been his first known toxic load. I wasn't going to miss out on it this time, before he became too used to the feeling and it just became another raw fuck. I knew some guys only took one before it was nothing special but most craved a lot more poz dick until the novelty wore off. One guy I knew never got over it and even when he was in hospice, dying of AIDs, he still craved taking new strains. My hips were rolling, driving my cock into him with firm jabs. I would move my hips around and dig my cock in different directions, hitting his prostate a few times before teasing another part of his rectum. A smile came over his face and stayed there even when I pounded harder. "Breed me again" he begged. I slammed in, holding my hard cock in him and staring down at him. "Please" he begged again. Slowly I pulled my dick back and lunged back in, hearing him grunt. He said calmly "Give me your bug" but the intensity in his face showed how much he wanted it. Pulling back slowly again, I chuckled and then felt my cock start to swell. I hammered his hole for half a minute before my balls said "it's time." Planting all of my cock into his body, the first of a half dozen spurts of virus filled cum painted his gut. His outer ring was spasming around my cock, milking my cock as he covered his chest and face with his own untainted spunk. I pulled halfway out and rammed back in, coaxing one or two more shots out of my balls. "Oh my god... thank you" he said as my chest heaved and sweat dripped on him. We stayed there, almost motionless for a minute. He broke the silence, his voice labored, saying "plug... top drawer." I smiled and reached over. It took a couple tries but I got the drawer open and pulled out a glass butt plug. It had some girth and when I pulled my cock back a little, realized it was slightly thicker than me. Backing up a little, I was able to slip it into the battered, cummy hole before it closed. It was mesmerizing to watch his ass ring slowly lock the plug in place, sealing in my poisonous load. Lowering his legs down, I stood up on the floor and tapped his leg. "Clean my dick" I commanded and he spun around, laying his head off the side of the bed. Crouching a little, I set my cum covered cock on his lips. He started licking, first under the shaft and then around the sides while I moved back and forth. I spotted a few small dark streaks and I wondered if he didn't clean well enough or if it was blood. I suspected the latter. Moving back slightly, I let him lap at the head of my cock a few moments and then pushed into his mouth. Sliding my cock into his mouth and throat, I watched his lower lip collect the last of the cum on my dick. He opened his mouth wider when I pulled back and then out of his mouth. His tongue licked over his lip, collecting the cum which he greedily sucked in. I gave him a couple quick slaps of my cock over his face and then grabbed my shorts. Pulling them on, I then tugged my tank top over my head. Slipping my feet into my sandals I told him "Thanks, that was a good fuck. Wonder if that's the one that will do it" before turning and walking down the hall to the door. I heard his front door click shut behind me while I walked down toward the stairwell. Just as I got to the door, I heard the elevator ding as it arrived. An older, athletic guy came around the corner with a few shopping bags hanging from his hand as I entered the stairwell and went down to my floor. It was just a quick glance, I didn't want to stick around and spook him with strangers walking around on his floor. Back at my place, I lit up a blunt and quickly finished it, enjoying the rush as my balls started to recover. I looked through the guide on the TV, trying to find something to watch and finally found something mindless. After a few minutes, I checked my phone and saw a message from college guy. "Fuck, that was close. Dad showed up right after you left" was his message. I smiled and wondered what his dad would say if he knew what his son was doing.