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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.

I think of myself as quite generically vanilla, but my straight friends when I say this to fall on the floor laughing. From my early twenties I found cottages and when I got a car remote laybys. Never been much of a bottom so the idea of ff never appealed. Was a very innocent young thing when a furry, thickset pickup pissed on me and that was added to my repertoire, and took to it quite enthusiastically. Twenties and thirties meant I was blessed with youthful stamina so could fuck quite a few times a week, staying out late but still get up for work easily. Done innumerable truckers in their cab (once at 3am in the morning on a busy road with his cab light on and curtains open), coppers, bus drivers, security guards, married guys quickly with their families outside. Bareback orgies, outdoor group sessions, naked club sessions, with my exhibitionist streak love guys watching and got off on their shock when I fucked raw. Have fucked guys while their partners tell me what to do which is horny, fucked naked wearing boots and had guys want me to treat them rough. My partner numbers must be in thousands over the years. As I'm older I look back with fondness now I participate less in these covid times, so don't feel I've missed out. I kind of guess I was not as adventorous as some gay men, and it was quantity versus quality.

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.

Mum abanded me when I was a baby. Left me in the care of my uncle who I call Daddy John and his husband Steve. Or as I call him, Daddy Steve. They have worked hard to give me a good up brining; giving me the best education and a safe home to come to. But this is not a story about my up bringing… Well not that kind of up bringing… It’s more a story of my coming into my own true self. It’s a story about me becoming the piggy faggot boy whore that I am. My daddy’s are very well off. Got a bit of money behind them. Daddy John owns a construction business and Daddy Steve is a real estate agent. So it’s no surprise that we live in a beautiful inner city modern home in the heart of Sydney, designed and built by Daddy John himself. I come to visit him at work from time to time and it is interesting to see how his employees stand straight whenever he is nearby. Daddy John is a unit for a 67 year old. 186cm, big broad shoulders, thick thighs, stone arms and a solid butt. He always wears jeans that seem tight on him, showcasing his huge bulge just below his leather buckle and he always tucks in his checked shirt in. Never wears a tie and leaves his top couple of buttons undone which opens up to his thick salt and pepper hairy chest. He keeps his rugged silver beard maintained, cropping his sharp jaw line, but doesn’t over groom it to the point it looks to show pony, and his salt and pepper hair neatly cut with a slight combover. Daddy Steve on the other hand is 52 years old and he is always on the go. At home he would always be pace a hall on his phone conducting business or closing a sale, but he still always finds time to help me with my homework or have a general catch up about my day. He too is quite a masculine man. Not the big unit like Daddy John, but still fit a fuck. He looked a little like Frank Grillo. He works like every morning to maintain his shredded body and only wears tailored made suits. But when he has the chance, he likes to show off his assets. Always in his speedos taking a dip in the indoor pool. His washed board abs are coated in a fine coat of hair that tails up to his chest. He is so chiselled, the hair on his chest thickens around the top of his abs up through the middle of his pecs then spreads out right up to the top of his neck line. Grey hair is starting to show in his hair, like Daddy John and even though he does not say anything, I think he is worrying that he is getting old. My name is Scott. I am 18 years old and like any other boy my age, I do all the teenage things. I go to school, play football, hang out with my mates when my Daddy’s allow me to, smoke joints, go off to parties. But something just did not feel right. I never quite felt like it was my scene, my life. I was floating through it waiting for something. But I just did not know what. But all this changed a few weeks after I turned 18. You see, I never really thought about Daddy John and Daddy Steve having sex until I accidently stumbled across them doing exactly that. They did not know I came home early from football practice one Wednesday night, I walked into the kitchen and that’s when I saw it. Daddy John had one of his massive hairy hands wrapped around the back of Daddy Steve’s neck, his other on Daddy Steve’s waste while furiously fucking Daddy Steve in his ass. Daddy Steve looked like he was in pain, struggling with the invasion. ‘Take daddy’s cock you fucking faggot.’ Daddy John grunted at Daddy Steve and worked up flehm and spat it on Daddy Steve’s back. Daddy Steve panted and moaned as Daddy John just fucked away. ‘Yeah, That’s it pig. Take that raw cock.’ Daddy John continued. Something inside me switched. I don’t not know what happened. I never considered myself as a gay. I never thought of myself as anything. But watching my Daddy’s fuck sparked something in me and I felt myself harden in my football shorts. Daddy Steve’s eyes were watery. He look like he was going to cry. For a moment I felt sorry for him because he seemed in pain, but then I saw his hard cock swinging back and forth from Daddy Johns thrusts. I have seen his cock before when I was younger, but I had never seen it like this. it had to be at least 10inches and as thick as a Rexona spray can. His balls sat nice a tight below his cock and I could tell that he manscapes by the shape of his pubic area. ‘You ready for it faggot?!’ Daddy John grunted. And before Daddy Steve could reply, Daddy John did one last hard slam into Daddy Steve’s ass and moaned out loud. It scared the shit out of me for how loud he moaned. It was like a lion roaring. ‘Take that load you fucking whore!’ Daddy Steve moaned as well. But it was more like a painful moan than a joyful one. This went on for what seemed like ages and then Daddy John spat on Daddy Steve again and pull his cock out. I watched as a stream of cum squirted out of Daddy Steve’s hole. It was like his hole could not hold onto all that cum. And I was jaw dropped when I saw Daddy John’s cock. I thought Daddy Steve was big, but Daddy John took the crown. From what I could tell it was at least 12.5inches long and easily as thick as the largest part of my forearm. It glistened from all the slick juices from Daddy Steve’s arse which highlighted the still pulsing thick veins webby down Daddy John’s shaft. Oh and his knob was like a firm purplish helmet an inch thicker than the shaft. He then pushed Daddy Steve to his knees ‘Clean up that mess you made, pig.’ And shoved his cock down Daddy Steve’s throat. I watch as Daddy Steve’s blood shot eyes bulged out his head as he choked on it. Daddy John did not care one bit that Daddy Steve was gasping for air. He just kept pumping hard down daddy Steve’s through. It must have been too much for Daddy Steve because his gag reflex gave in and coughed up mucus all over Daddy John’s shaft, matting Daddy John’s pubs. This was too much for me. I quickly raced up stairs before they saw me and hopped in the shower. I was both aroused and scared of what I just saw. The way Daddy John treated Daddy Steve was wrong. It was degrading and unrespectful, but it was so hot and arousing at the same time. My cock deceived me and it was rock hard again. I pulled myself off and blew the biggest load all over the glass shower door. To be continued

I really love all aspects of having a hard cock in my ass ... from the anticipation as i hold it or suck it and feel it grow hard. The feeling of it against my body or is poised against my ass and the incredible sensation, sometimes the pain, as he pushes into me. The feeling of it sliding in and out of me, maybe popping out and then going right back in. The slickness when he grabs my hips and cums inside. The skin on skin contact when he collapses, spent, against me. The slow withdrawal and then cleaning off his cock and feel him shudder with the incredible sensitivity after he's cum. I love ... all of it!!

fucking hot dude!

Thank you.

Not unless your titer goes up. When you are initially diagnosed and treated, you will have a high titer level, such as 1:128, following successful treatment, this will begin to drop. Over a 6-12 month period, a four-fold drop is generally expected (so 1:128 goes down to 1:32), and it continues to decline, slowly, for they years to come. If your titer level suddenly went up, such as going from 1:10 -> 1:64, that indicated reinfection. It is also possible for the initial treatment to fail, with a similar indicator. TLDR: As long as the numbers continue a downward trend, no further treatment is generally required. If they start to rebound, however, then you get to look forward to another round of overly large shots of penicillin g procaine. If you get tested at the same facility each time, they will have your previous results and will make sure everything is OK. If you go to a new place, you may need to let them know that you previously had it, and low-level titers are expected. I hope this answers your question satisfactorily.

To hear this would be like a dream cum true!

Both of my brothers.

I’m a retired SWer so taking or giving 3-5 a day 7 days per per week for the 7 years I work adds up.

Just been cruising and fucked a young willing guy and put my load in him. i was hugely turned on by the skin tight jeans showing off his peachy ass. Following his ass wiggle in to the bushes gave me an instant hard on. felt his ass though the taut material before pulling them down and fingering him prior to fucking Such a good winter look

Nice, I’m not sure I can match the 3 loads but I do like to leave a nice poz load in your hot arse. I am passing through Thursday if you want daddy’s poz load 😈☣️

I just saw that The Hole is closing at the end of January. Supposedly opening a new location in Yumbo. We arrive in January, first time in 2 years. Can’t wait to stick my dick in some sloppy holes.

I USED TO VISIT AN ADULT BOOK STORE ON EAST THIRD STREET WHEN I STILL LIVED IN DAYTON, OH. USUALLY THE CLERKS WERE VERY STRICT ABOUT KEEPING TOKENS ROLLING AND THERE WERE NO DOORS ON THE BOOTHS. THEY WERE MADE SO THAT THE SEAT WAS DEEPER INTO THE CUBE SO UNLESS YOU WALKED RIGHT UP TO THE OPENING, YOU COULD NOT BE SEEN. ONE DAY I ENTERED THE STORE AND NOTICED A NEW, VERY FRIENDLY CLERK. I GOT MY TOKENS AND PROCEEDED TO THE BACK, CHOOSING THE BOOTH DIRECTLY ACROSS FROM THE MENS ROOM. IT WASNT LONG BEFORE I HEARD THE DOOR OPEN TO THE MENS ROOM AND THE SOUNDS OF PISS HITTING THE TOILET. I GLANCED AROUND AND SAW THE CLERK STANDING THERE, PANTS DOWN AROUND HIS ANKLES WITH THE DOOR WIDE OPEN. HE FINISHED, PULLED UP HIS JEANS AND TURNED AROUND. BUTTON FLY STILL OPEN AND THE MOST SUCKABLE, UNCUT, SEMI-HARD MANS COCK LOOKED ME RIGHT IN THE FACE. HE PROCEEDED TO STEP INTO MY CUBE AND PUSHED THAT BEAUTY RIGHT INTO MY WAITING MOUTH. OH FUCK WAS IT GOOD AND IT DIDNT TAKE LONG TO GIVE ME THAT FUCKIN DESIRED LOAD. THIS HAPPENED MANY TIMES OVER THE NEXT SEVERAL MONTHS. HE MUST HAVE MOVED ON BECAUSE HE WAS REPLACED BY THE USUAL UNFRIENDLY CLERKS. I WILL NEVER FORGET THOSE FUCKIN HOT TIMES.

Great story. Got me hard and leaking. Hope I have as much luck Monday night

Chapter 3 of 4. Jack reached into his back pocket and pulled out a condom. He got down on his knees and lapped at my boy’s eager hole. My boy moaned in delight as Jack worked his tongue deeper and his hole loosened up, ready for the fucking that was about to come. Jack looked and me and the cab driver and told us to get our dicks out. We did and in a flash there were three precummy dicks at my boy’s ass. Jack pulled the rubber over his big cock and guided my hand to his crotch for the second time that night. ‘Put it in him. Put my cock in your boy’s hole,’ and I did. I led his huge tool right up to my boy’s winking pussy and it slid right in. My boy squealed with delight and Jack slid his sheathed cock balls deep, lubed just with spit. He held it there for my boy to adjust to his girth and then started rocking his hips back and forth. I kept one hand holding my boy’s leg up and the other milking my drooling dick. The cab driver did the same. Jack pulled out, careful to keep the rubber sheath in place. He nodded to me and I took his place. He held my boy’s legs high as I slammed raw into my boy’s hole, loosened up by Jack’s massive cock. It felt so good feeling his stretched-out pussy sliding back and forth that I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I leaked precum into his guts, hoping it would make taking that big rubbered-up cock easier. I pulled out and shot ropes of fresh cum all over my boy’s hole and caught my breath as the cab driver shoved me out of the way. He mopped up my seed with his raw cock and slammed himself balls deep into my boy’s unprotected cunt. I didn’t know his name or his status, but I knew he was making my boy feel good. The guy pounded my boy for a few minutes then pulled out. I knew he was close and wanted to make it last longer. Jack took his place and shoved that sheathed cock back into my boy. I heard him gasp and looked over his knees to see him wincing in pain. Jack’s cock was bigger than me or the cab driver and the latex was scraping his guts. Jack suggested he take it off saying, ‘he’s already been filled up once tonight. What harm is one or two loads going to make?’ For the first time, I shook my head, ‘no,’ and he just grinned and pulled out. I knelt down and lapped at my boy’s puffy hole. As I was lapping the remnants of my frothy cum, mixed with the driver’s juices seeping, out of my boy’s used hole, I couldn’t help but think how perverse it was for me to be complacently and enthusiastically lubing up my boy’s hole for another man, or men, to fuck. With my boy’s hole wet and sloppy, I stood up and helped the cab driver hold my boy’s legs aloft. Jack smiled at me, again leading my hand to the base of his cock to slip it inside my boy. To be continued…

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I can only speak on my experience as a cumdump bottom. But here’s why I like it. Firstly, there’s no need to go through the draining “selection” process of picking who gets to fuck me. Anon is so simple, if you have a cock you can fuck me. There’s no need to worry about a Top flaking cause it’s all anon. Another one can just take over. 😅 Also, there’s no pressure since I may or may not see that Top again. I could pass by him on the street and not even know he was in me. I’m sure it’s less pressure on the Top too, especially those who are DL or have a partner. They don’t need to worry about exposure since I don’t know any thing about them. A happy, relaxed Top will always fuck better and give me more anal orgasms. 🥰 Lastly, this may only apply to cumdumps, but I just love a random guy leaving his DNA inside me. I don’t know anything about him but part of him is in me. I always keep it in and let it absorb into me. Eventually his DNA becomes part of me. It’s comforting knowing I’m made up of many Men around the world. ☺️

I love GI Joes

Paying Our Dues, Part 2 "It's time, boy" Carlos said to Juan, who looked back nervously. "Knock him up, just like you did to us" Carlos said to me. He was staring at me and his eyes had a cold, soulless look to them, just like his voice. I walked over to Juan and saw that Tim was back on his hands and knees, staring at me too. Running my hand over Juan's smooth bubble butt, I felt it tremble. After a few strokes, I dragged my finger along the crack, pushing deeper each time until it found his puckered hole. It winked around my finger as I pushed it in. The only moisture was the sweat from Juan's ass, but that didn't deter me. My dry finger slowly sank in until it was buried all the way. I twisted it around, making sure to dig my fingernail into the soft tissue. He winced as I did it but didn't utter a word. I worked his hole like this for a minute or two and then added a second finger. My eyes looked over Juan's body and while his ass was firm and unmarked, the welts and scars on his back told a different story. Since Juan was used to taking Carlos' cock, the pair of fingers slid in easily. My fingers twisted and dug in and when I thought he had enough I leaned in and said "On your back." I left my fingers in and let him rotate around them. His ass was a little too far forward, but a quick tug on his legs from my free arm brought it hanging over the edge and his legs up on my shoulders. Looking down at him, I could see the fear in his eyes. He quietly said "I'm scared" and I chuckled to myself thinking "How much death and pain has he witnessed while helping out his gang and now he was scared?" Leaning in, my cock nudged at his rear entrance and I whispered to him "You can always go back to jail instead of serving Carlos." He shook his head 'no' vigorously and I slowly covered his mouth with my hand. "Good choice. My bug will kill you, not a knife or a rope" I said sarcastically. My hips pushed harder until my cock had breached his sphincter and stopped. Juan's entire body shook underneath me, knowing what I was about to do. Just like Carlos did to Tim, I jabbed in hard, planting over half of my cock inside him on the first thrust. My hand muffled most of the scream that burst from his mouth, but that was the only noise in the room. The pause that followed was only a few seconds but then I gave another hard shove and planted my cock to the root. He was squirming, trying to escape but I had him pinned to the bed and he couldn't move anywhere. Slowly, my hips pulled back until just the last inch of my cock was inside. My hand still was covering his mouth and once again it muffled the scream as I slammed in fully. Juan's cock laid there completely limp, showing that this abuse did not excite him at all. I felt his ring spasm around my cock, trying desperately to expel the intruder. My cock wasn't going to stop and while I may pull back, I was also going to plow all the way back in as well. Another hard thrust and then I needed to properly fuck him. It was perverse, but I was enjoying doing what Carlos couldn't. For whatever reason, he was unwilling to stop his meds and get viral enough to charge up his boy. I, however, didn't have any such inhibitions. A few minutes later and the thrusts had a steady motion and my body was bouncing off of Juan's ass. He was stretched out enough by then that the screams had subsided but I kept drilling. I'd watched the expression on Juan's face morph from fear to pain and now pleasure mixed with pain. In fact, I'd been so preoccupied with Juan, I didn't notice Carlos walking around. I had glanced a few times and saw Tim staying in position watching me fuck Juan. Suddenly, I heard a loud "WHACK!" next to me, followed by Tim's scream. Another "Whack!" and a muffled scream from Tim's face that was now buried in the bed. "That's what I do to a boy who doesn't know his place" Carlos barked out. He held the flogger up high, ready to deliver a few more slaps if he deemed it appropriate punishment. There was no way I was going to interfere with Carlos' retribution. I hadn't even realized I had stopped fucking Juan and the silence in the room was uncomfortable. I started plowing Juan with occasional glances over to see what Carlos was doing. There was another loud "WHACK" followed by a grunt from collegeboy which told me he was getting fucked again. "Leather hitting an unblemished ass really gets my dick hard" Carlos said while slamming into Tim's ass. Carlos had his hand on the side of Tim's face, pushing it into the bed as he fucked. I spread Juan's legs wider while my engorged cock plowed even further past his inner ring. I watched his eyes roll up into his head as he groaned loudly. Juan was probably as fertile as he was going to get and my balls knew it. His chute was coated with a liberal amount of precum which made each thrust much easier than thirty minutes earlier. I pulled slowly out and held him there a minute, looking back and forth from his gaping hole to his panicked face. "Oh fuck NO!" he yelled out as I slammed back in as hard as I could. With my cock planted as deep as I could get it, it started to shoot jets of my toxic seed deep into the inner chamber. I growled out and my body shook as I bred Carlos' boy. "Yeah! That's it pozzer, knock his ass up!" Carlos yelled at me. At that point I knew what I was to him - a tool for his desires. Just a hired gun to infect his sub. It turned me on, though. Pumping my infected cum into a neg hole was something I loved to do. "FUCK!" Carlos yelled out as he emptied his second load into collegeboy. Apparently, watching me breed Juan got him off and he filled Tim with his bugless load. I rocked my hips, working my cum into the walls of Juan's battered chute. Tears were streaming out of his eyes, but I had a wicked grin on my face. I pumped two more loads into Juan that night before Carlos sealed the cum in with a large butt plug. Collegeboy got one more load and a half dozen lashes from Carlos while I had fucked Juan. Judging by the hardness of Tim's cock when he was being disciplined, he had found a new kink that he really liked. I was exhausted and my balls were completely drained. Tim was laying on the bed and seemed to be in the same state, except all of his viral cum was still in his balls. Juan was now kneeling on the floor next to the bed, looking terrified but staying quiet. I looked over and Carlos had just wiped down the flogger and was putting it in it's storage container. He turned and started walking back towards us. "Same time next week" Carlos said. It wasn't a question, it was an order and just like this meeting, one that we shouldn't miss if we knew what was good for us. Collegeboy and I followed Carlos up the stairs, leaving Juan behind. We dressed next to the front door and just as I was about to open it, Carlos said "Your boyfriend might be allowed to fuck next week if he behaves. I wouldn't want to break that soft skin of his with a whip." Tim's eyes got big and he said quietly "I understand, sir."

Part 13 As Justin raised my arm up, Mr. Kelly quickly bent down and put his arms around me pulling me into him as tight as he could. I felt immediately like I couldnt breathe and started a coughing fit that I couldnt control and each time I coughed I must have been clenching because Mr Kelly at first only said "Fuck oh fuck your hole is-- oh fuck-- yes-- yes-- fuck" It wasnt until I stopped coughing that I really felt the slam go through me. I started shaking and squirming in Mr. Kelly's arms. "That's right son. Ride it out. I got you. Just go with it. Let it run through your body and take the pleasure of it in." I was breathing hard and heavy like I had just done those 10 sprint sets coach makes us do during practice. I could hear every word he said but there was also a ringing in my ears. But the more I relaxed, the better it felt. The shaking took a while to stop. All the while Mr. Kelly held me and whispered in my ear without ever moving his hard cock inside me. It stayed balls deep as long as that first initial wave hit. The electricity was running all over me, everything tingled, but the tingling and hunger was most intense in my cock and hole and when it all went straight there, I became aware of Mr. Kelly inside me again. Its not that I forgot he was inside me but it hadnt yet connected to the feeling of the slam. When it did, the pleasure hit me almost the way the first slam did. And that's why my first words out of that wave were "Fuck dad I love your raw cock inside me. I need you to breed me dad. Breed your son." Justin and Mr. Miller were somewhere near the bed but not on it. I could hear they were close when they responded to what I said with a "Holy fuck" from Mr. Miller and a "Oh shit" from Justin. Mr. Kelly whispered in my ear first like he didnt want the other guys to hear. "I fucking love you Jake my son. I came in you when you were coughing. You just kept squeezing on my cock. But don't worry. I'm not going to pull out yet. I want to stay inside you. It feels so right to have my cock so deep in my son." I was still shaking but that made me shake in excitement even more. This man was giving me everything I thought could only live in my fantasy. Now it was real. He started rocking his body just enough to have his cock begin to pull and push inside me never doing too much but constantly hitting spots inside me that had my cock as hard as it had ever been. Every sensation was so heightened that his every move had me moaning or just saying things that were totally incoherent. My eyes were rolled to the back of my head and Mr. Kelly's tongue was in my mouth. This felt like as much pleasure as I was ever going to feel. Without stopping his rocking back and forth Mr. Kelly picked me up off the bed and turned us around and then laid back down on the bed with me on top of him. He stayed about halfway inside me the entire time. He pulled his weight up so that we were closer to the headboard. He looked around quickly and said "Justin can you hand me my bag?" I lifted myself up to see if I could manage without his leverage. That motion put more of his cock back inside me and produced another shot of pleasure that went right through my body. I moaned and leaned back further so that the rest was pushed in and instinctively began the riding motion he first taught me. Circles with the hips without pulling myself up. We were both moaning now even as Justin put Mr. Kelly's hand into the bag. I watched him pull out the poppers and then he said "Ready?" and winked. At the same time that I said "For what?" Justin said "Fuck yeah." I thought he was talking to me but Justin knew what he meant so i ignored it and kept riding the thick cock inside me. I heard him unscrew the bottle cap and take a hit. He released it and put the bottle up to my right nostril. He was getting red again. "Take a deep hit son....That's right....remember what we did before? Just hold it in as long as you can. Stop riding your dad for a minute and just focus on holding your breath son." I did as he said but I couldn't hold this hit in long. It was so intense combined with the effects of the slam that were still coursing through me that as it only started to hit me I moaned "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu....." without even realizing it. My body was shaking again in a different way this time like in slow motion and in a way that made me feel like I was somewhere else. I don't know how long that lasted but when I opened my eyes again still riding that wave he put the bottle up to my left nostril. "Son this is so hot. We're going to get you flying now." If I wasnt flying already what was this? I didnt ask, I just inhaled this time harder than before. "Yes son that's the kind of hit that is going to get you to feel amazing. Now hold it son." I tried hard knowing that I didnt want to disappoint him again. He put the bottle aside and pulled me down to him so that I was lying on his chest. He put his hand over my mouth and nose again as we looked into each others eyes. "Son youre doing so good and I can tell already that this hit is getting you so high again oh fuck. Keep holding it and just let that physical sensation carry you to even more pleasure. Put your arms around me son really tight." I did as he asked and now my forehead was down on the pillow. Mr. Kelly pulled his hand away and put his arms around me so tight that I was forced to exhale. He heard me gasp for air. "Thats right son. Feel that go in you." The warmth was coming in waves and this high was getting more and more intense. I couldnt speak. Then I realized he wasnt talking about the warmth going in me. There was a pushing at my hole. A stretching. It was insistent and at first I didnt understand it. It made me whimper. And then I realized. It was another cock. A second cock was pushing into me. It didnt make any sense but then I heard Justins voice. He sounded like he was in a different place too. "So-- tight-- ooooohhhhh" It made me moan louder. I couldnt believe another cock was in me and it was pushing deeper and stretching me out more. And it hurt and felt so good at the same time. My whimpering became moaning and then I could speak again but only one word. "Dad....dad......dad" over and over again. . Mr. Kelly pushed my body up and both worked to arch my back to get them both further in me. "Look at me son. Yes son. Doesnt this feel good?" I still had the one word. "Dad;..dad....dad" He just smiled and nodded. Justin pressed his body against my back and said "How does it feel to have two cocks in you at the same time bro?" I moaned. Justin kept going "Yeah? You like having your dad and older bro fuck you like this? Youre so fucking dirty little bro. My cock is rubbing against dads cock inside you. You know what we call this? Its called incest little bro." That was all it took. That and he began to hit a spot at the same time that Mr. Kelly was hitting another spot inside me. But his voice and his words combined with the sensation of both of their thick cocks inside me made me explode all over Mr. Kellys chest and face. He flinched from the surprise of a rope of my cum splashing across his face and then he had a different more serious look on his face. I could tell he was about to cum in me again. Justin said "Fuck your hole just gets tighter oh fuck. Shit that talk about incest made you cum without even touching your-- fuck I'm gonna-- oh fuck" And then it felt like both were cumming inside me at the same time both pushing themselves as deep as they could go. It felt so good and I felt another rope shoot out of my cock and I screamed shaking uncontrollably like tremors running through me. Justin was making out with my neck. Every touch from both men just heightened every feeling. Mr. Kelly pulled me down to him and kissed me. I felt Justin pull out and my hole wrapped itself back around this dads cock. "That was amazing son. Are you ok?" "Yes dad. I cant believe I had two cocks in me. Youre both so thick." "Get back onto your back son." I didnt want his cock out of me yet but I did as he said and lay down next to him on the bed. As soon as I did Justin crawled between my legs. I noticed he was still hard. We both were. Mr. Miller was at the desk and I heard the click of the torch as he took a hit from the pipe. "That was so hot boys. I came twice watching that." His cum was still fresh dripping down his chest. Justin pulled my legs slightly up and I wrapped them around his waist. "Yeah bro. You are so fucking hot. That was amazing." He grabbed his cock and placed the head at my hole. My hole must have still been open because it just slipped right into me. He laid on top of me and started to kiss me as he pushed himself as deep in me as he could. When he broke the kiss, he said "You feel so good little bro. You like your big bros cock inside you?" His voice and the way he was being so filthy made the night that much hotter. "Yeah bro your cock feels so good. I've wanted this so long." Before he pushed his tongue back in my mouth I could tell my words were making him more worked up too. "Oh fuck little bro." He started to pick up the pace of his fucking and we were animals kissing so hard and his body was pushing deeper in me harder and harder. We went from moaning to screaming into each others mouths. He took a breath and looked into my eyes and didnt say a word. His pace slowed again like he was trying to savor the moment. Like we were the only ones in the room. And then back to animals again. Our moans built to screams again and then a single thrust hard and deep in me and a deep moan into my mouth. With our mouths still locked together I said "Yes bro shoot your big bro cum into me." His body began to shudder. And then I felt it again. That boiling inside me that told me I was about to cum again without touching my cock. I started to moan again and he could tell what was happening. He pulled up. "Oh fuck bro youre gonna cum arent you? Your hole is tightening on my cock again. Oh fuck that feels so good. Youre milking more cum out of me bro." And then I came shooting on my chest and his. My body was bucking over and over again. I couldnt control it and finally after cumming for what felt like forever I was able to breathe again. Mr. Kelly was lying next to us the whole time and he put his mouth to my ear. "Fuck son. Every load you shoot is so big. What is this your 4th load of the night? You just keep shooting rope after rope. It's so hot. I'm so proud of you son." He turned my face toward him and kissed me as Justin laid back down on my chest with his cock still inside me. Hey everyone thanks for the comments. This feels like a possible end point for the story but lmk if you have ideas. I know theres a lot of different ways this could all go so I might pick this up again later. I also started another story in the chaser forum so I might try to focus there for now. Thanks for reading!

The Dragon Returns When I woke up the next day, I was hornier than ever. My thoughts of "just fuck one guy and I can make it a couple more weeks" were long gone and now I was back to my old pattern of needing some ass every day or two. All of those memories from the last time I was toxic and breeding neg guys were now flooding back. Officially, I only knew of four guys that I pozzed back then. All had begged me for it and I made sure that my bug would haunt them for the rest of their lives. There were countless others that had ghosted on me or just disappeared for a while, only to come back with a more positive status in their profiles. I never knew if it was my loads that did it or if their "no questions asked" attitude had caught up with them. Honestly, I didn't really care since they were just more sluts to fuck. As the morning went by, my brain was confused and battling itself. It was like the cartoon of the devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other. "Stay home, watch porn and masturbate" my little angel told me, while the demon said "They don't care about the new virus, so giving them the old one won't matter." For an angel, he was pretty accepting of my depraved lifestyle, but the demon really told the truth as far as I was concerned. My dreams the night before had been filled with breeding the Italian otter with my hopefully potent seed, how he milked every drop into his unsuspecting pussy, the rough fuck with the college bug chaser and hearing him beg me to infect him. Stroking my cock in bed, I promised myself that I would be good today and stay at home. It was Friday though, and I really wanted to be the social creature I had been a few months ago. I showered and logged on to see what surprises awaited from work. My phone chirped, buzzed and oinked all morning long and I only looked at the emails and texts from my co-workers. That was until I got an email from one of the hookup sites that said I had 7 new messages waiting. Time for lunch, I told myself as I sipped the last of my coffee. I washed the cup and made myself a sandwich before I grabbed my personal laptop and opened it up. I had a folder of sites that I frequented and it was easy to open them all up at once. I found the one that had emailed me earlier and logged in. Five of the messages were from one guy, another was from a monthly party that said that they were cancelled until further notice and the last was from a younger guy judging by the little profile pic. I deleted the party message and looked at the ones from the chatty guy. One of those was the "unlocked pic" message, another was a nudge message showing me he was interested without wasting his limited messages, so that only left three of his to read. I took a look at his profile and it really wasn't the type of guy I was into. The body, ass and cock shots he had were that of a late 40's white guy and his profile screamed vanilla bottom. I read the messages though, because sometimes the profile is generic to not rule anyone out and the private messages show the true slut that he is... or confirms my original thought. The first one actually surprised me, saying "Hey. I think you live in my building. 1530? gr8 profile." It got me curious enough to open the next message he sent. "Looking to try some kinkier stuff. Think u can blow my mind?" I sighed and realized my first impression was true - he's a vanilla not-quite-daddy who's horny enough to say he'll do anything to get laid. I hit 'next' to see his last message and chuckled as I read it "want my 1st poz load and wud love it from a guy like u." His messages were spaced out over the past two days, so its not like he got horny and flooded me with his messages. He'd been thinking about this. The last message had me thinking and it took me a few seconds before I realized that I had never updated my profile on this site - it still said "undetectable". Even in normal times I wouldn't want to spend the time trying to find what kinks that a guy was into. Let someone more patient deal with that shit. The guys I hooked up with usually fell into two groups - experienced kinksters and naive guys that don't realize what they are getting into until it's too late. Hitting 'next' I got to the last of my unread messages. "Hey, we hooked up a couple times. Hope we can do it again soon since we're only 7 floors away" said the last one. I looked at the profile (cndragonboy) and remembered the guy. He was a few years younger than me, a good fuck, loved to take it rough and even liked some piss play. My mind spun trying to remember what he looked like until I remembered his face. He was Asian, I think... Yeah, Chinese with a cool dragon tattoo on his arm. It had been about a year since we last met up so I thought he might be a good possibility. I sent him a reply "when? could be fun" and then went back to the older guy's message. My thoughts were all over the place and I figured I should at least send a reply since he was so persistent. "Should I or shouldn't I?" I thought as my dick got hard in my sweat pants. The scene from his last message was about the only one I would consider, but the question was how to approach my lack of meds. "Might as well push him into the deep end of the pool" I mused. Hitting the reply button, I typed out "U sure? it leads to really risky things" and hit send. I figured I would ignore the general kink issue and just play the poz fuck one. Clicking on the "my profile" section of the site, I clicked the "ask me" button under status and saved it. Closing the laptop, I headed back to my desk to deal with work. The afternoon seemed to go by quick and when things wound down with work, I looked at my phone. Among the spam messages was an alert that I had another new message on the hookup site. Grabbing my personal laptop again, I logged back in to see who had replied or if it was someone else. Dragonboy had replied only a few minutes after I had closed the laptop earlier. "horny af, but need 2b safe. u got mask?" was his reply. I assumed that he wanted to fuck today or tomorrow, but I really wasn't sure. I had a couple cloth masks but so far hadn't used them. Wanting to clarify what he meant by "safe", I sent back "mask? yes, condoms never." To kill a little time in case he replied right away again, I looked around the site to see who else was on. There was the usual mix of eye candy and psychos, all going crazy without sex. It only took a few minutes and I had a reply. "ok. 2nite? 7? roommate at work until 8. 4C" was all his message said. He must want it bad but the whole mask thing seemed odd. "Don't breathe on me but shoot your poz load inside" seemed pretty contradictory. I replied "ok" and left the laptop open. Heading to the bathroom, I showered again and then dressed in some loose track pants and a tee. Looking at the clock, I sat down on the sofa and surfed a little bit until it was time to head down to his condo. I tried to remember what he liked but he blurred into the hundreds of guys I had fucked in the past year. Checking my phone, I opened up the note I kept that had a list of the better fucks I'd had to see if I had put him in there. "Bingo!" I said to myself as I found his login name. The comment after his name had me hard almost immediately. "btm, on prep, slut. likes: rough, piss, poz talk, breeding. No: A2M" At five minutes to seven, I got up and grabbed my spare door key and the mask. I put the mask on and walked down the hall toward the stairwell, hiding the key in the fake plant decorating the hallway. A few more steps and I opened the stairwell door and took the stairs down to the fourth floor. Right at seven, I knocked on his door and a few seconds later he opened it. The blue mask covered most of his face, but I could see his eyes and they were looking right back at me intensely. Besides the mask, he had a towel wrapped around his waist but nothing else. There was a sheen of moisture on his chest and arms and the dragon tattoo looked as sexy as ever. I could see the beginnings of another large tat on his other arm. He grabbed my hand without saying a word and dragged me back to his bedroom. On the way there I pulled my tee off and once inside the bedroom I tugged on his towel. He stood there almost totally naked and I wished I could see the expression on his face. There was some lube on the table next to the bed which I grabbed with one hand while pushing him on the bed with the other. He whimpered as he hit the bed and then pushed his ass up. "On your back" I told him firmly. "No face to face. I already lost family to this damn virus" he said back to me apologetically. That was one of the few explanations I would accept from a bottom telling me no to such a simple request. "Yeah, I understand. Sorry about your family" I replied as I climbed on the bed. I was about to add some lube to his hole, but the reflection told me he had already taken care of it. "He was probably playing with a dildo to get ready for my dick" I said to myself, cocky as always. Pulling back on my foreskin, I revealed the rest of my flared head, and dragged it over his hole. The tip could feel him winking his sphincter on it and when he relaxed I pushed in. Damn, it felt good. There was the perfect amount of friction between my bare cock and his slick chute. When I got half way in, I looked down and saw some white froth squeeze out around my cock. The lube he gave me was clear, so it wasn't from one of those cum-like lubes. "You already got a load in there?" I asked. Through his moaning I heard a long drawn out "Yeah." I slapped his ass hard and told him "Fuck yeah you little slut!" I grabbed his hips and thrust in the most of the way, feeling the stranger's seed coat my cock. I moaned and ground my hips which were almost touching his ass. It felt like a big load and I was going to make full use of his well lubed hole. "Can't have been long ago" I said, rocking my hips and driving my cock in and out. "He just left" Dragonboy said. I smiled behind my mask and enjoyed knowing he was really being a slut today. A safe slut. The head of my cock was bumping against his inner ring and I was determined to break through. I kept thrusting against the barrier and on the seventh push I broke through. Dragon guy's arms spread out and his face was now planted on the bed. I could hear him scream into the bedding while his body shook. Pulling back, I came back through and then pushed back in. I did this a few times until the battered ring let my cock slip in and out almost like his outer ring. Once I had full access to his ass, I began long stroking him. Pulling almost out and then driving back in balls deep. "Like that poz dick deep inside you?" I asked. "Oh fuck... I forgot you're poz" he said and a few moments later "God that feels good." We fucked like this a little while, churning up the load inside him and adding my precum to the mix. I pounded him harder and his moans got louder. "Oh god yeah, pound my neg pussy" he begged and I drilled faster. It felt so good, but I didn't want to shoot right away, I gave him a few hard thrusts and slowed way down. He whimpered again, obviously wanting me to keep going. I shifted and got up on one foot, digging my cock into his hole in a new direction. He started pushing back, trying to get my cock deeper but I needed to keep it slow and shallow to get back from the edge. I even pulled out and slapped my dick over his hole to make it last longer. A few moments after I calmed down, I crouched behind him and slid back in. He did have a good hole and it was even better with some anonymous load in it. I drilled his ass slowly, not as hard as I was before but with a firm stroke. The slap as our bodies came together filled the room and got louder and then faster. Dragonboy never really complained, but I knew he felt every single thrust. I chuckled when I looked down and saw my trimmed pubes now covered in a froth from the cum I'd fucked out of his hole. Suddenly, I stopped drilling his ass and left just the uncovered head of my cock inside his hole. He whimpered, and I knew he wanted to feel a cock drilling his ass again. I slammed in once, grinding my hips on his smooth, hairless ass. Pulling back slowly I slammed in again and got him to grunt. My hands held firm on his hips and then I slammed in a third time, driving easily past his inner ring. The fourth time, I forced him flat on the bed. We laid there a moment, him spread out against the bed and me on top of him filling his ass with my bare, poz cock. He wiggled his ass a few times, but I made him wait a little longer before the last fucking of the night and his eventual breeding. I pushed myself up and left my left hand between his shoulder blades, pinning him to the bed. My hips started to roll and slowly I built up a good rhythm. Just as I was about to pick up the pace and breed dragonboy, I heard a sound behind me. Glancing back, I saw a guy about the same height as dragonboy, but thinner. A mask covered most of his face but I could see those brown Asian eyes staring at us. He had his pants pulled down with his cock in his hand and was stroking to the same pace as I was fucking. "Fuck" I said and quickly dragonboy looked back. "Oh shit, its my roommate" he said. I guess we had gone longer than planned and he got home and caught us. I really didn't want to stop and it didn't seem that his roommate was bothered by us fucking. I kept up and was kind of excited by having an unexpected audience. After a few more quick thrusts, my cock was spewing several spurts of cum into dragonboy's ass. There wasn't a lot of the previous guy's cum left in there, but I was sure adding a lot of my own. "Take that fuckin' poz load" I grunted as the last few shots of cum pumped into him. With the last shot fired off, I slowly pulled out. I caught my breath and then looked back at his roommate. "Get your clothes off and get on the bed. And show me that ass" I said to the roommate. Dragonboy chuckled and said "My cousin doesn't know a lot of English. He just got here a year ago." He translated and I was surprised how quickly his roommate obeyed. He smiled at me as he hurried over to the bed and climbed on, next to dragonboy. He was now completely naked except for the mask. His skin was smooth with only a small patch of pubic hair and some tufts of hair under his arms. Dragonboy said a few things to his roommate, who nodded and then reached back and spread his ass for me. His skin was about the same shade as dragonboy, but lighter than mine and his hole looked like it was about virgin tight. "He hasn't been fucked much, so go easy. I sold his virginity last summer and he's only had a couple cocks since" dragon boy told me. This wasn't really what I was expecting, but who was I to say no. With my mask in place and it sounded like spit wasn't allowed, so I grabbed the lube bottle. Dripping some above the roommate's hole, I fingered it in. He let out a moan and I added a little more lube. My cock still had a sheen of cum over it so I didn't bother to add any unnatural lube to it. He was still spreading his butt so I moved closer and dragged my cock along his taint up to my fingers that were still in him. Quickly, I swapped fingers for cock and he instantly let me know he felt the difference. He only had the tip inside and I knew he wasn't expecting something quite so thick. I gave him a moment and then worked my dick in deeper. He was obviously uncomfortable but I kept hearing dragonboy tell him something in Chinese which seemed to calm him down. He was tight. Probably one of the tightest that I had ever successfully got my dick into. I worked it deeper inside, only a centimeter at a time, and it took a while before he was nearly impaled on my cock. My hands were on his shoulders and I could feel him quiver beneath them. I started to pump in and out and I could sense him stifling his screams. Dragonboy watched me and his nodding head and the strokes he gave his cock told me everything. He enjoyed watching guys fuck his cousin and I wondered if he ever had the pleasure of being one of the few guys that had fucked him. The longer I plowed, the more my precum filled his hole and the easier it was to drive my cock deeper. I had no delusions of getting my full cock into him, but I was intent on dumping my second load of the night inside him after a good fuck. I knew I wasn't going to last long, I always seemed to shoot my second load shortly after my first. The fact that it was a different guy and almost a virgin didn't help, either. I tried all sorts of tricks to delay my orgasm but still keep my dick hard. I drilled slower than I had with dragonboy but after ten minutes I needed to nut. The harder I fucked, the more dragonboy encouraged me. "Wreck his hole" then "Breed his ass" and "Knock him up good" were only part of his commentary. I grabbed on to his hips and shoved in deep as my cock unleashed its second load of the night. While dragonboy was on prep, the chances his cousin was also were slim and my toxic load was filling him up. His formerly tight ass was now soaking up my viral sperm and the thought helped me shoot a few extra spurts into him. I left my dick inside a few more moments before pulling out and watching his bruised ring slowly close. The cum that dripped out showed just how badly I had wrecked his hole and it made me smile. He was going to feel this fuck for a few days and hopefully for a lifetime. Looking over, I had been there almost two hours. I climbed off the bed and dragonboy tossed me a towel to clean my cock off. The red stains on the white towel let us all know how bad I had wrecked his hole, just like dragonboy wanted. His cousin was now laying on the bed, whimpering in pain. Standing next to the bed, dragonboy looked back at me and said "I wasn't planning on this but it was damn hot." I nodded and grabbed my tee and track pants and pulled them on. My body was sweaty but I knew it was one of the best workouts I'd had this month. I began to walk toward the front door and when we got there, dragonboy said "That was fuckin' great. Thank god you're on meds, though. I stopped prep since I wasn't going to be fucking, but I just couldn't take it any more and needed to feel a cock in me." I chuckled louder than I should have as we got to the front door. I opened it and walked into the hallway and turned back. As the door was almost closed I said "I ran out of meds a month ago."

I think I have found another thing I will need to do in Berlin 😈