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Here's a new story for you guys... This might be a one-off, but there might be another chapter if there's interest... –––––––– My Boy Likes Taking Loads I met my boyfriend, Andy, several years ago. We’ve been in a monogamous relationship for five years now and just moved in together. When we started dating, Andy was pretty versatile, but he really liked the way I topped him, long smooth strokes letting my sheathed dick savor every inch of his ass. We’d been monogamous for a while before he started letting me fuck him bareback. He said that he could feel more of me, and it certainly felt better for me too. He usually wanted me to pull out to cum on his chest or on his butt or on his face. Two years ago, Andy started hanging out with a co-worker of his. I didn’t like Matt. He was always horny and he openly flirted with my boyfriend whenever they were in public together. He was sexy, tall and slim, and always on the prowl. I trusted Andy and didn’t put much thought into whatever Matt might want to do to or with him. I had a job that kept me out of town for several weeks that summer. I usually got texts from Andy pretty frequently. One night, he’d told me he was going out with Matt to dance, and I didn’t worry until about 2AM when I realized I hadn’t heard from him. I called to make sure he was okay. His breathing was heavy like he’d just run to grab the phone or something. I could hear noise in the background and asked if he was still in the club. He told me no, that he was racing to catch a bus. I told him to hurry up so he didn’t miss it, especially it being so late. He called me at like 3AM and told me that things with Matt had gotten a bit out of hand at the club. He told me that Matt flirted more aggressively than normal and that they’d made out in the bathroom. He told me that he pulled Matt’s shirt off and jerked him off in the stall. I asked if I’d interrupted anything when I’d called. He told me no and that he really was running to catch the last bus. I listened and let it go, telling him that these things happen and thanking him for his honesty. He promised to do a better job behaving. When I got back home, Andy was immediately all over me. We fucked and fucked like we hadn’t in years. This time, he was pre-lubed and ready for an intense fuck. Andy begged me to ‘breed him.’ He’d never referred to his ass as anything but that, and now, he implored me to ‘fill his cunt’ and ‘knock him up!’ I knew his dalliance with Matt might have gotten him to this naughtier place, but as things hadn’t gone too far, I saw no reason to complain! Many months after Andy and Matt got frisky in the mens room, we grew to be good pals with a sexy couple in the neighborhood. Joe and Ben had been together for a few years. Both guys were gym buff and very sociable. We had them over several times and visited them too for cocktails and dinner. After a second round of martinis one night, the two of them got a little flirty. They told us that they were open and loved to fool around with single guys or couples from time to time. They were both tops and loved to mix it up from time to time. They asked us, very respectfully, if we might be into that scene. I could tell that Andy was dying to say, ‘YES!’ but he demurred and said we’d have to talk about it. Before they let us go, they volunteered that they were both HIV+, and had been since before they were a couple. They promised that they were fully undetectable and very good at staying on their meds. They told us that they preferred to play raw, and wanted to top both of us. I was flattered, but a little freaked out. Andy had been vers, but I’d only ever topped. The thought of letting them fuck me, especially raw, really turned me on. That night, walking home, hand-in-hand, Andy put his head on my shoulder and honestly told me how much he’d love to take both Joe and Ben’s loads. We talked about the science and felt confident that undetectable = untransmittable. There would be no threat to taking their ‘seed,’ as he called it,’ even though we both weren’t on PrEP. We agreed that it would be fun to fool around, and I confessed that I might even like to bottom for them. We texted Joe and Ben and set up a date for us to go back over and have some sweaty fun together. Andy and I took our time getting ready. We had fully cleaned out and made sure to have plenty of lube on hand. He fingered me and got me lubed up deep inside. It felt amazing. I did the same for Andy. We showed up right on time, and had a round of drinks before loosening up. We’d all dressed sharply, and then jackets and ties came flying off. When we were all shirtless, I saw that both guys had biohazard tattoos just below their belly buttons. I knew they were both POZ, but was surprised how much their matching tattoos turned me on. I’d never seen Andy blow another guy before, and he looked so hot sucking on Joe’s eight uncut inches. I worked on Ben’s thick six-inch cut cock and we had them both hard and dripping undetectable precum. It felt so forbidden to be gulping down their ‘seed’ as Andy was tracing his finger on Joe’s intricately detailed tattoo. Ben and Joe flipped us over, ass up and went to town lapping at our holes. Andy was begging Joe, ‘rail me, you POZ stud. I want you to knock me up!’ Joe chuckled and slapped his hard raw dick against his spit-slick and lubed hairy hole. Ben was kind enough to let me watch his partner enter my boy before he slid into me. It had been so long since I’d been fucked, and I realized it was the first time I’d ever been fucked bareback, and certainly the first time I’d let a POZ guy fuck me. I said as much and Ben asked Andy if it was his first time taking raw POZ cock. Andy tensed up and froze. Joe was balls deep in him and froze too. ‘Answer him,’ he sternly demanded. Andy was silent. Joe started to pull out and Andy begged, ‘No! Don’t stop fucking me. No. It’s not my first time letting a POZ guy fuck me.’ I looked over at him surprised. Ben asked, ‘when was that? When was the last time you took a raw POZ cock up your chute?’ Andy grimaced and Joe acted like he was really going to pull out. Andy confessed, ‘It was Matt! I let Matt breed me!’ I didn’t even know that Matt was POZ. As I was contemplating that, I realized that Andy hadn’t told me the whole truth about that one messy night years ago. ‘When? When was it,’ Joe asked. ‘Last month!’ ‘Last month!?!,’ I asked. Joe asked if we should stop and talk about it, and Andy looked at me with pleading eyes. ‘No, let’s keep going,’ I said, savoring Ben’s raw dick caressing my hole. Andy silently mouthed, ‘thank you.’ With that, Joe and Ben went back to pounding us. Ben and Joe switched places, dipping their raw POZ cocks in our holes until we couldn’t take it anymore. Ben’s thick cock left Andy’s hole open and gaping. I watched as a trickle of cum oozed out and down his cheeks and leg. Andy and I kissed as Joe filled me up with his load. His eight inches felt so good as he creamed me deeper than I’d ever been fucked. The four us showered and cleaned up, and they gave us a few minutes to get dressed while they made another round of drinks. I told my partner that if I’d known that he wanted POZ cock, I would have been happy to let him have it. I hadn’t realized how much it would turn me on seeing him take any other cock, let alone a raw one, let alone a raw POZ one that didn’t pull out to cum. We were exhausted, and after that last cocktail, Ben and Joe called us a car back to our place. Andy put his head on my shoulder in the back seat and told me he felt terrible about keeping his hookups with Matt secret. I told him whatever kinky fun he wanted to have, I wanted to be part of it! Turns out Matt had been filling him up with POZ cum for months without me knowing. As soonas we got home, Andy and I undressed and tumbled into bed. Just then, Andy’s phone buzzed. It was Matt asking how our night had been. He told him that it was great, and the next time they got together, I was game to be there. We scheduled an evening with Matt, inviting him to take turns on both of us. As we snuggled and got ready to go to sleep, Andy asked if he could confess one more thing. He told me, ‘Just so you know, Matt isn’t good at staying on his meds. He’s definitely bred me with detectable loads… I should have told you.’ I agreed and said, ‘yes, you should have told me.’ He squeeze my hand and we fell fast asleep, knowing that we were both looking forward to some risky cummy fun with Matt.

Chapter 4 I knew time was of the essence with poz loads deep inside me. I thought I'd go crazy waiting for our afternoon flight. I knew that PEP was only effective if administered within a given time after the breeding and the silver fox was already two days ago. Hopefully I could stay negative and get on Prep A.S.A.P. For fuck sake, I'd only just lost my virginity. How could I already be at such risk of already being Poz? How could I have been so naive and stupid. I thought I would faint when the call came from the airline before we even left our hotel. Our plane had mechanical problems and our flight would be delayed 'til the next morning. They had tried all the other airlines but were not able to get us on another flight. They would cover our extra expenses and give us a free 'return flight' to any city in the country to be used anytime in the next year. I frantically got busy and Googled 'sexual health clinic'. There were three in this city. Two were closed on Sundays. The third was on the far side of town with a transit system I was not familiar with. I set out. I either got on the wrong bus or took it in the wrong direction at a couple of the many transfers. The clinic had closed an hour before I finally got to it. I collapsed on the ground and wept. I had passed a couple of hospitals on my frantic journey but the thought of entering their emergency department and confessing my reckless sexual exploits just seemed too daunting. I guess I wasn't that scared yet. When I tried to imagine going in and telling someone, I could only imagine being met with hard, cold, piercing, judgmental .. worse, condemning eyes. I finally picked myself up and told myself I would be okay. I just needed to get to the clinic back home as fast as I could on our arrival. I was met with three disasters to my plan the next day. The family car wouldn't start, my bike had been stolen and the transit workers had gone on strike. Once again by the time I walked across the city the clinic had closed. On the walk back home every park and woods literally tortured my ragging libido with there potential for cruising. I so wanted to feed the newly triggered itch in my ass. But, I was terrified to add what felt like another ticking time bomb into my vulnerable system. I was totally exhausted and collapsed into a fitful sleep as soon as I got home. I kept waking with xxx rated nightmares. At 3AM I awoke with a deeply shaming start. 'Why had I not called a taxi or Uber? How could I have been so incredibly stupid?' I was waiting at the clinic doors three quarters of an hour before they opened the next morning. The staff were pleasant enough. They gave me PEP for the known poz loads from Ben. But it was too late for the uncertain load from my first encounter. I would need to wait three weeks to be tested before they could see if I was still negative and eligible for Prep. They didn't need to tell me how important it was for me to refrain from unsafe sex for the three week interval. I didn't really have anything else to do, so decided to walk home and try to clear my head. Passing the first park I stoically set my eyes straight ahead and forced myself to walk past. At the first woods I found myself walking a path and justified, 'I was just enjoying nature. ' I was both disappointed and relieved when I didn't come upon anyone. Not even a dog walker. I decided I felt like a jog and soon pulled my t-shirt off. I was enjoying my easy pace and the fresh air caressing my bare chest. I was lost in thought when I ran out in front of a red mustang convertible. Luckily the driver had already slowed to turn into a city park. I quickly changed my course and jogged to his parking space to apologize. Stepping out of his car I heard his rich baritone voice; "Yeah, you owe me a good apology." I was instantly hooked, line and sinker, by his large dimpled smile. His eyes darted to a path into some shrubs and I needed no further explanation of his meaning. As I dutifully followed I realized he was a little over 6 feet tall, had broad shoulders, a strong looking v-shaped back, and a sexy bubble butt nicely contained in his tight khaki shorts. My guess that he was commando was soon quickly revealed. At this point I thought I could give him a nice safe blow job; but, he had spun and bent me against a tree trunk without a word of request on his part or consent on mine. His hot mouth was on my exposed ass immediately and his tongue began to fuck me. My resolve had melted into praying he had a condom. My mind raced; 'Why hadn't I accepted the ones they offered at the clinic? How had I been so certain I would be to frightened to engage in any sex?' Here I was already, bent over, ass exposed with a total hunky stranger tongue fucking me in some sparse bushes in a public park. Two hours hadn't even passed since my clinic visit. When he stood and whispered in my ear; "Nice tight hole there." The warmth of his body against my back ripped any thoughts of condoms from my mind and lips. "Oh yeah!"; were the only words I said as his good sized raw cock started it's first journey into my delighted fuck shoot. "Keep it down. This is a public park after all." "Awe, Mmmmm"; I tried to muffle my groans of pain and pleasure. I hadn't gotten a look at his manhood; but, it must have been a good size 'cause it was soon nudging my prostate. As his pace sped and the unmistakable slap of our fuck grew so did my moans and groans. One of his hands moved to cover my mouth and the other wrapped around my throat in a strong choke hold. Within three more pumps he unloaded deep in my ass as he released a roar that must have been heard throughout the park. He quickly withdrew, slapped my bare ass and thanked me for the apology. While pulling up my shorts I had to run to catch him at his car. The engine was already running. "Hey man, are you cl...? Uh?" "If you're going to so blatantly display that sexy otter body with that inviting cute face you either need to get yourself on Prep or resign you yourself to the inevitable." And, he drove off. The woman pushing the stroller nearby looked daggers through me. I hastily returned to the clinic to shame facedly confess my slip up. They made the mistake of reassuring me the PEP treatment would still be protecting me from the park breeding. I filled my pockets with their free condoms this time around.

Part 2 After taking my first hit from the pipe solo, I was feeling amazing! My hookup was sitting down messing with his phone, so I asked for another and he said “knock yourself out”. With that permission I lit up again, and again, and again. I was so spun I could feel every part of my body tingling with extacy! I find though that when I get spun, I become meticulous about any rouge puddles in the pipe, particularly where the stem meets the bowl. I like having all my dope together (don’t ask me why, it’s just my thing). So I am lighting and heating up the area where the stem meets the pipe over and over and over again trying to get this fucking shard to melt and join the rest where it belongs! After a while it slowly starts to roll down, and with that the main puddle starts to heat and smoke. You think I’m letting that smoke go to waste??? Fuck no! I hit the pipe again! I heat up the top and sides of the bowl to get those rouge puddles and hit again. I heat up the lower part of the stem and hit again. Now I’m higher than a kite wanting nothing more than to be the nastiest slut I can be. I set the pipe down to cool off, but there’s still more that needs to be done! I take the pipe by the bowl heating up the end of the stem where there’s still rouge puddles. I put the opening of the bowl up to my nose and inhale the smoke that’s created from the stem, switch nostrils and do it again. Let the pipe cool for a minute, make sure it doesn’t explode or burn me, and do one final evaluation. I wipe off any remaining soot and before you know it this pipe is as clear as a new one, minus the single puddle of dope I’ve worked so hard to gather into one. Now I’m feeling so high I want to take anything in my ass just to satisfy the uncontrollable urge! Luckily by then my visitor is wondering what the hell im doing, and I present him with a pristine pipe ready for use. I must have smoked most of what he put in there because he wanted to load it again with some more shards but i begged him to let me do it because I just cleaned the damn thing and he’ll just fuck it all up! I grad a straw, cut it, get the shards in there enough to where they’re not even hanging out, and load the bowl with perfection! Heat it up, take a hit and pass the pipe to him. After he hits three times and shot guns three times to me I’m on the couch with my ass lubed, porn playing, and putting toys in there to satisfy my craving until he gets hard! I suck him for maybe a minute until I mentionton that since I smoked so much of his dope that I am submitting to him in any way and until he feels I’ve paid off my debt with my body, my holes, my everything! It belong to him! That got him hard as a rock and he immediately proceeds to flip me over face down and shove his cock right in balls deep with only my spun spit as lube for his cock. Then he grabs my head, shoves it into the pillows and starts wrecking my hole and smacking me with the other! He’s pissed that I smoked so much and he intended to make me pay as long as HE wanted. He made it clear I had no say for a while! I feel his hot sweaty balls hitting me with each thrust and that only adds to my extacy! At one point he’s fucking me while I’m on my back and I’m on Grinder, A4A, and BBRT looking for more tops to use me as he instructed! ... to be continued.

I was walking in my favorite sex club, the smell of sweat, cum, and poppers were in the air. I was intoxicated by the smell and my hole was buzzing, in the video room, my SIR had made a big show of breeding my hole, a few guys added their sperm and felched my used furry black ass. My SIR kissed me, told me I was his good boy, and sent me to play on my own, to find a hole to breed. This was the first time that I had been out in a week, as I had recently had the fuck flu, which, of course, derailed my play time, but my SIR, my POZDADDY was proud of me: I had taken his seed, his virus. I had earned his collar and a permanent place in his life. Not the usual thoughts one has while walking through a dark and dingy sex club, but I couldn't help myself, and I found myself wondering if I should find some condom queen and stealth him, or just look for a bareback slut, or hold-out for the willing and honest bug chaser? I heard grunting, I heard a voice beg "More, harder." The voice made my blood boil. I knew exactly who it was! Instantly, a huge grin crossed my face. Perfect. Just too fucking perfect. A huge, 'roided-out tattooed Daddy that I knew from the gym walked out of the booth, his dick (sporting a PA) flopped out of his jeans. My prey. I walked in the room, and there he was bent over... a blindfold around his eyes... my younger brother. I was instantly hard. On the floor I saw discarded and semen-filled condoms. Such a waste, still, if he is playing safe, then he's probably neg. Perfect, I thought. Without a word, I bent down and tongue-fucked my younger brother's used hole. I gotta admit, although I grew-up hating my brother, I was hard as a rock, if only because undeniable that nice asses ran in our family. Or was I hard because I knew what I had in store for him? My dick got even harder when I glanced on his hand and saw his wedding ring. I spread his bubbled ass cheeks apart, unlike me, his ass is nice and smooth. He whimpered like the bitch he is as my tongue went in deeper. Usually, I hate the taste of an ass that has been tainted by latex, but all I could think about was infecting his body with my, my SIR, my POZDADDY'S virus. I lined-up my bare cock and nudged his hole, at the same time, catching sight of the biohazard tattoo that I sported on my torso, below my navel. Still wordless, I grinned. Then my brother pulled out a condom and handed it to me. I opened it, took out the condom, and threw it aside, I held poppers to his nose. In his fucked-out and popper induced haze, he didn't register that I wasn't wearing the condom as my bareback, incestuous dick entered his hole. I grabbed his ass, and began plowing his hole. I wondered how many men had fucked him that night, and how long he had led a secret life of being a bottom bitch, while married to my sister-in-law. Heh heh, he'd be a poz bottom bitch once I was done with him. I thought about all the times he was favored as we grew up, and imagined my dick was a gun, and my semen were the bullets. As he knew it, his life would be over. "Oh man, that feels so fucking good, so fucking amazing!" I thought how my family had disowned me, and how vocal he had been about not wanting a faggot for a brother. Who's the faggot now, I thought. He was in a darkroom, bent over, his estranged older brother's poz death stick violating his lying, cheating ass. This was too good, this was too much. My nuts began to boil over. The trigger went off. I let loose my potent, high viral load poz sperm deep into his guts. He exclaimed "Holy shit! Wha... wha... did you cum in me! You better not have!" as he took off his blindfold. I laughed as his face went pale, remarking with a smirk "You're hardly in a position to make demands... baby brother."

Part 23 - Return To Balenciaga It was like nothing had changed when Alex woke the morning after their return, usual routines started again and protocol observed except when private in Alex's apartment. What was even more exciting was his friend Marty was also now at Balenciaga paving the way for their sexual exploits to continue. It truly was a friends with benefit situation, since they both enjoyed each others company and with sex there was no awkwardness between them. In fact they were so casual and comfortable with each other that they often chatted and laughed whilst doing it. The distraction of Marty was welcome and it helped put Max out of his mind allowing him to get on with life and public engagements. Francis and Liam would join Alex and Marty often to go horse riding with them still learning to ride, the four of them finding quiet places in the palace grounds to chill out and relax despite the weather starting to turn cold signifying the arrival of the long winter nights ahead. Alden had also joined them on occasions when not busy and Alex was now enjoying massages from Nick after his self defence lessons when he was not travelling as Alden's protection. He still couldn't work Nick out, the man was very private yet the deliberate rubbing of his bulge against Alex's head during their massages did make him laugh silently to himself. Marty would often sit there watching and laughing knowing the look in Alex's eyes when he was trying to contain his sexual state whilst Nick worked over his body. It was clear that Nick had grown fond of Alex and enjoyed helping him work out and watching the very subtle changes in his body that were starting to show, his ability to defend himself was improving as was Marty's. If Alex wasn't paying attention he would quickly find himself in a protection officer sandwich, three times they made him orgasm doing this unless he tapped out admitting they were superior humans to him. It definitely took his mind off Max until he would go through his photos and come across that one selfie he took, the glint in Max's eyes was so clear to read, the look of someone who had found his perfect man. He tried his best not to look at the photo and even contemplated deleting it. Then there was the private social nights where Alex enjoyed pizza made by the chef, those evenings Marty, Tom, Liam, Nick, Francis and Alden would rock up with wine and beer and sit casually on the floor chatting or watching a movie. Alex made a point of catching up with Tom at least once a week to find out how he was getting on and adjusting to his new life. In many ways he reminded him of Marty with his deliberate flirting pushing all royal protocol aside when they were alone. It did put Alex in a quandary being sexually attracted to him, for now though he kept just enough distance. After all Alex didn't want to get a reputation of bedding all the gay men in the palace, plus they were socialising as Tom was now in Alex's circle of friends he could trust, after all Tom owed Alex big time for securing him the job of his dreams. Marty on the other hand held no qualms about getting Tom and they had already had a few meets in the stable where Tom learnt all about riding crops the hard way. Alex was more than happy to take a back seat and hope Tom's infatuation with him would subside at the hands of Marty. As rugged and tough looking Tom was he completely changed when in the presence of Liam and Nick and Alex saw immediately he was completely infatuated with them both wanting to play fight and begging for a protection officer sandwich when he heard about Alex being trapped in it. There was one person who unknown to anyone in the room had a keen eye on Tom. October quickly passed and the days were shorter and much colder now, in early November Liam knocked and entered Alex's apartment prompting him it was time to leave for his luncheon with Lady Trasilion. Liam was also now known to Lady Trasilion who always insisted he dine with them, lunch was a very casual affair between Alex and Margarite after formal protocol was observed. Over lunch she confirmed to Alex about the London conference at the beginning of December and outlined it would be to review the upcoming events. Alex was quite looking forward to it as it meant Felipe would be in attendance and he couldn't help noticing how Liam grinned discreetly when he cropped up briefly in their conversation. Since their return from Greenacres Jackson and Francis began dating on a more formal basis and came clean to Alex after their second date. Yes he was happy for them although the news hit home to Alex wondering if he was never going to find the right person, those thoughts sent him spiralling down the sadness path. In the royal car heading back from Lady Trasilion's he gazed out of the window looking at all the men going about their ordinary lives, free to love anyone they wanted or desired. Liam caught sight of him in through the mirror on the visor and felt tied being unable to say anything with the chauffeur in the car with them. The fronts of the shops down the boulevard were nearly all decorated up for Christmas, it was the highlight of the year for everyone and by royal decree it was mandated that no business establishment was permitted to open its doors from the 24th until the 27th December to allow all employees time with their families. The Balenciaga Palace royal household who lived in enjoyed a Christmas brunch with the royal family in the state banqueting hall and in the evening a party was held in the state reception room. His mood slightly buoyed by all the lights and colourful decorations. "Stop the car, I want to go shopping" Alex suddenly called out of the blue. Liam turned his head "Are you sure your highness?" he asked, "Should we come back later?". "No" Alex replied adamant he was going shopping, "I want to get it done early" he said. "Very well your highness, I will call for two more protection officers" Liam replied looking at him. Alex nodded "Okay" he said in a resigned voice, "Thank you Liam" he added. Liam knew this was going to be weird and called ahead to the palace for two additional protection officers to meet them at the shopping mall on the boulevard. The three men in black suits shrouding him got Alex wound up very quickly and he stopped angrily 'Back off' he said raising his voice to make himself clear, Liam nodded to the other two and asked them to follow a few meters behind. Liam as expected was over cautious and protective keeping close to Alex at all times, he still felt guilty around that night in Greenacres where he failed in his duty to keep Alex safe. He was finding himself surprised how Alex reacted to people who came up to him, genuine and friendly to them and they all completely respected Alex, bowing and addressing him by his royal title. The would politely ask to have a picture taken with him and Alex would agree then engage in conversation asking what they were buying their friends and family for Christmas. Liam now understood how Alex was fast becoming a well loved person in his own right and on his own footing, the royal family were very well liked and respected but Alex just had that special quality that came so naturally to him. After all it cost nothing to be polite and friendly towards people. Needless to say the shopping took way longer than anticipated and it was gone 6pm when they finally arrived back to the palace. Alex had become main headline on the news 'What does a Prince buy a King for Christmas?' was the news anchors opening words. The king and queen watched in delight seeing their son chatting and laughing with shoppers, this kind of news is what people loved to see. A Prince who was pretty down to earth and engaging. "Sorry it took so long Liam" Alex apologised both carrying bags to his apartments. Liam smiled "Makes a change to do something normal" he replied. Alex chuckled "Let me take you out for dinner as a thank you" he offered. "Is that appropriate?" Liam asked opening the doors to the apartment for Alex. Alex walked in "No, no more than you having sex with me" he replied smirking. After getting Liam to agree they quickly changed and Liam drove them to a fancy restaurant in the centre of Victoria that was private and discreet about the clientele. Alex had one glass of wine with his dinner, Liam sticking to water, they chatted and dined until nearly midnight. They walked back towards the royal apartment and without asking Liam followed Alex inside and closed the door, putting him arm around Alex's shoulder they went in to the bedroom. Undressing and slipping in to bed together Liam turned off the light and held Alex in his arms. "You still love me after Greenacres?" Liam asked watching the prince's face in dim light. Alex nodded "Yes, but I have not fallen in love with you" he spoke with contentment. "I failed to protect you Alex" Liam said stroking his face. Alex smiled "No you didn't, you turned up and saved me" he reminded him. Alex ran his finger along the bicep "If you feel guilty you can be selfish on me" he said softly. Liam chuckled and stared in to Alex's eyes faintly making him out. Alex rolled on to his stomach then leant over and kissed Liam hard, his hand quickly ran down his chest finding his protection officer already erect and waiting. Alex giggled and laid his head down feeling the bed move with Liam's weight shifting and coming to rest on top of him. One arm slipped under his neck propping his head up so Liam could kiss him tenderly 'Ready for me?' he whispered getting a kiss from Alex, his hips rose up rubbing his cock against Alex's arse until it sunk between the cheeks instantly finding the hole and pushing in. His body arched and he moaned quite loudly 'Fuck me Liam' he pleaded aggressively catching Liam out. He leant forward and bit down on his neck hard for a second then sunk his cock full pelt in to Alex's arse. Brutal yet still tender he pounded away at Alex whose arse was pushing up meeting every thrust exaggerating the depth Liam got his cock in to Alex. His whimpers and cries in to the pillow the begging to be fucked spurred Liam on who found he was reaching orgasm so quickly he couldn't stop it happening. He slammed his hips down hard riding rough shot on Alex's arse grunting with each pulse of his cock releasing his seed in to his prince until he collapsed hard on top of Alex spent and exhausted. Alex chuckled and turned his head to kiss Liam on the cheek "Is there no end to your talent?". Liam laughed "Not with you. I do admit I like exploring sex with you" he replied. He ran his lips so tenderly over Alex's and they kissed in the most sweetest way for several minutes. Liam pulled a pillow to rest his head on whilst he kept Alex impaled on his cock, his weight shifted slightly easing it off Alex and they quickly fell asleep joined by cock and arse. "I only brought one cup so you will have to share" Artem said standing at the foot of the bed. Alex yawned and rolled over on to his back "I wonder about you sometimes" he said to Artem. Artem chuckled "I know you want me but you can't have me" he replied putting the cup down. Alex smiled watching Liam stretch "I could order you to" Alex informed Artem. Artem stuck up his middle finger "Bollocks!" he said then went around picking up clothes. Liam grabbed the cup off the bedside table "Wait your turn" he said to Alex who held his hand out. Alex sat up folding his arms "I am a prince!" he said loudly then burst out laughing. This morning was a quiet day until the evening when he had a dinner with the Royal Institute of Science and Technology. Alex wandered down to the stables pushing through the biting wind to take Danbury out for a ride, as usual Marty joined him on Brandy for a couple of hours and they watched as Alden and his entourage returned from a two day visit to Germany. Alden had the car stop and opened the window waving to Alex and Marty who galloped over. "Your back!" Alex said smiling and happy to see his brother. "Ta da" Alden replied sniggering, "Yes, going or a long bath and sleep" he said. "Marty!" Alden said addressing him. "Your royal highness, trust you had a good trip" Marty said bowing his head. Alden nodded "How is Brandy?" he asked who stepped forward lowering his head for Alden to pat. "Fine form your highness" Marty replied. "Excellent, might come down later for a ride" Alden said sitting back in his seat. They trotted off back to the stables but Marty had a busy day and had to leave Alex to walk back to the palace. He walked slowly with a smile on his face, with Alden back that meant Nick was back as well. He changed in to some gym gear and went down the hidden passage to the basement gym which was eerily quiet today. Alex laid back on the bench about to pick up the weight bar when Nick called over arriving in the gym telling him to wait until he could spot him. Alex worked out for a while then went to the running machine leaving Nick to work out. Alex finished and rubbed his legs that ached from running too hard. Nick sat up on weight bench "You want a massage your highness?" he asked. Alex stared at him for a moment then nodded "Yes!" he said with way to much enthusiasm. Alex looked around "Liam not working out today?" he asked, missing his presence. Nick looked over and smiled "No he is lunching with his family" he replied. Alex watched Nick walk to the massage and steam room and followed behind. Just like before his fingers danced in erratic movements over Alex's back making his whole body quiver, he was so calm and relaxed like nothing actually mattered and anything was possible. Nick was amazing at giving massages and Alex was keenly aware how he moved around the massage table. Moving to the head of the table his bulge gently brushed against Alex's head, this time though it was done with such tenderness then deliberately he moved his hips left and right rubbing the bulge firmly against Alex. Alex looked down at the floor smiling knowing this was definitely on purpose than accidental. Alex moaned at the intensity of the shoulder massage he was getting and raised his head 'God that is amazing' he said. He could almost feel the lycra touching his face it was that close, it moved forwards brushing against his cheek then back in tune with the massaging. Then again it moved forward only this time it didn't move back and continued pushing in to his face then a deliberate rubbing movement took place again. So chilled out Alex opened his mouth and bit very tenderly at the bulge and was rewarded by the increased rubbing in his face. Almost dreamily like his fingers reached up and slowly pulled the shorts down until he could see the trimmed pubic hairs and thick dense meat of his cock flopping out in a semi hard state. The massaging continued like nothing was going on but Nick was carefully moving his hips side to side until his cock found Alex's mouth pushing its way in. Assimilating the taste of this powerhouse man and his sweaty groin from working out had Alex in a delirious state. His mouth working slowly are succulently on the cock stirring it to a firmer state, stretching down in to his mouth and forcing his mouth open wider as it grew. His eyes fluttered in pleasure tasting the precum that seemed to flow effortlessly from the cock in his mouth, Alex moaned as the lower his fingers went down his spine and massaging his arse cheeks so erotically. Almost but not quite slipping towards his hole, the massage covering every inch of his arse before moving back up to his shoulders. Nick was overcome in pleasure that he was massaging with his eyes closed, unable to believe how good his entire body felt. His hips moving gently providing enough movement to enhance the blow job and he felt this was not going to be satisfying enough for him. Silently his hands moved down the soft skin and over the perfect arse cheeks, opening his eyes he looked around then pulled his cock away from the prince. Alex raised his head slightly embarrassed and wondering if he was getting slack at doing blow jobs. Nick put his hands under Alex's arms and lifted him cleanly off the massage table and over his shoulder, a sense of deja-vous came over Alex remembering the first time Nick did this at Greenacres to give him a massage. Quietly he walked over to the steam room opening the door then stepping inside and closing it. Alex felt his body slipping down the muscular chest where his arse met with Nick's erection. A moment flashed between their eyes before Alex initiated a kiss, taking it slowly to test the water but he was instantly rewarded with the arms tightening there hold around his body and sinking in to a very intentional kiss. The billows of steam shrouded around them, the moist heat caressing their bodies and raising beads of moisture on their bodies. His body rose slightly in the arms then the sharp pain of penetration spread from his arse through his entire body. Nick had lowered him down directly on to his cock. Alex moaned and lightly bit the top lip of Nick's mouth with an erotic tenderness. Time stood still for a moment as they both tried to gauge the others reaction until Alex kissed him again. His arms clasped around Nick's neck, grimacing at the sheer force of the rock hard cock stretching his hole open and disappearing inside his body as he was lowered down. Alex cried out and flung his head forward, his legs scissoring Nick's waist tight pulling his body forward. Unable to stop himself Alex hit orgasm instantly burying his face against Nick's neck who stopped what he was doing to allow Alex to finish. Slowly Alex kissed his neck and worked his way up and across until his tongue sank in to Nick's mouth aggressively kissing him again. The muscular arms clamped under Alex' arse keeping him suspended until he felt the wet wall of the steam room against his back. He moaned from the incredible force pushing him up and down the wall as Nick resumed fucking him. Gliding up and down the wall in a relentless pace, biting at each other in sexual desire, kissing at his neck and Nick held a chunk of Alex's skin in his mouth before releasing and leaving a slight mark. Spinning around Nick stood in the middle of the steam room continuing to fuck Alex as their kissing went form aggressive to savage need, it was like Alex wanted Nick to fuck him as hard as he could, the animal in Alex was well and truly woken up. Matching his savageness the two of them were out of control, deep growls and moans filled the steam room as Alex was pummelled by Nick's large cock that retained and incredible hardness like an iron rod he been lodged in his arse. Again Alex found himself against the wall, lost in state of exoticness his body floated and relaxed, Nick picked up on the change and moved to a slower deep fucking rhythm allowing Alex to enjoy the moment. Alex leaned forward and kissed him so sensually and was quickly rewarded with the same tenderness from Nick, he could feel the power of Nick everywhere, in his fingers, in his cock, in his tongue. Alex had never experienced such a moment being assaulted all over, he was reaching a new height of sexual pleasure at the hands of his brothers protection officer. He was quickly learning that Nick had no off button when it came to sex as he carried Alex back to the middle of the steam room and resumed pounding him hard until Alex let out a deep growl throwing his head forward and kissing him again with a savage intensity. His response was to fuck harder keeping him suspended in the air whilst their tongues and mouths battled up top. Suddenly he felt the surge of power pulsing through the cock in his arse, Nick threw his head back and grunted thrusting his hips up harder firing his load multiple times deep inside Alex. His head fell forward on to Nicks shoulder panting heavily and drenched in sweat. They were finding it hard to keep hold of each other and slowly Nick walked over to the bench and lowered Alex on to his back. At the same time he now bore the full force of Nick's sexual capabilities. Struggling to keep quiet he desperately wanted to should profanities and insults at Nick to egg him on, but he never needed to. Nick grabbed his legs holding them apart then he moved closer until he couldn't get any more of his cock inside Alex, for the next twenty minutes he fucked Alex balls deep and full force, occasionally leaning down to kiss him and also checking he was okay, he worked on Alex grabbing his cock and masturbating the prince whilst fucking him. Alex ran his hand down the soaking wet muscular chest towering above him, all the time he was looking up in to his eyes that stared back down at him. Nick caught his breath then moaned indicating he was about to release his second load, quickly picking up the pace he slammed his cock in hard pushing Alex along the bench at the same time. He felt his cum firing out then the warm slick liquid began coating his hand as Alex reached a climax in tune with Nick. Alex was breathing heavily staring up in to the steam, Nick ran his fingers along Alex's body then rubbed his cum soaked finger over Alex's lips coating them. Nick leant forward and kissed him deeply both tasting Alex's cum, their arms wrapping around each other, Nick's hips still moving his hard cock inside Alex. Nick leaned up and slowly withdrew his cock, as the head popped out a river of cum flowed out from the prince's now gaping hole that was slowly realigning itself back to normal. He chuckled watching as the opening shrunk still oozing cum, he knelt down and licked the young hole and leaned over and kissed Alex so he could taste what his fucked arse tasted like. Alex giggled at the sensuality of his kiss, sighing he laid on the bench watching Nick picking up his towel cleaning the floor. Unsure if he would ever be able to walk again from taking such a hammering he still felt like his body was split in two halves, his arse ached to hell and was sore, in fact Alex couldn't determine what felt worse the arch or soreness. Nick smiled and kissed Alex "Anytime you want seeing to" he said sticking a finger in his hole. "Ouch!" Alex said giggling, "I guess that answers my question if you are gay?" he asked softly. Nick smirked "Doh!" he replied, "Yes, but I don't want everyone knowing" he said sitting down next to him. "Does Liam know?" Alex asked looking curiously at him. "Yes" Nick replied nodding, "Only he knows within the palace, well and you now". Alex smiled then raised himself up sitting across Nick's lap "Our little secret then" he said. Nick chuckled and kissed him, "So no boyfriend then?" Alex asked. "No, and no you can't" Nick said smirking. Alex grinned staring at him "Don't worry I couldn't handle taking you all the time". The both laughed then kissed for several minutes before leaving the steam room. Even walking back to his apartment Alex felt he was walking with bowed legs, the corridor of the palace was filled with Alex's laughter as he was trying to compose himself and failing miserably. He had no idea where this aggressive streak for sex had come from and certainly didn't want to see that side of him again, or did he? Right now he couldn't work out why his body and head just craved these sort of misadventures all the time. Was this what being gay was about? Seeking sex with any man who crossed his path? So many questions remained unanswered and burdened him. Francis was about the only person with whom he had opened up to about his urges and the answers he gave now appeared insufficient, he chuckled remembering that day on the lakes shore where they ended up giving each other a blow job. Alex finally reached his apartment and had a few hours before he needed to get ready for dinner at the Royal Institute. Artem walked in with Alex's suite for dinner "Here all pressed and ready" he said hanging it up. Alex stood whilst Artem dressed him "Are these fun?" Artem asked buttoning up the shirt. "Not fun as such, but alright" Alex replied watching him. Artem stopped "What is that on your neck?" he asked touching it with his finger. Alex shrugged then Artem giggled "Who gave you that?" he asked. Alex looked closely in the mirror "Oh shit" he said quietly then giggled. "Well?" Artem asked staring at him, "I get it you are not going to tell" he said. Artem walked over to the chest of draws and retrieved some concealer that he had stored for just this sort of eventuality after knowing about Alex's exploits. Alex looked at him with slight embarrassment realising that Artem really did know how to look after him. "Can not believe you have that stuff hidden here" Alex said. Artem smirked "Well after Madrid I realised it might come in handy one day". Artem stepped back "Jealous of you going out for all these fancy dinner dates" he said smiling. "Seriously?" Alex asked looking at him, "Trust me Artem it is not all it seems" he replied. There was a weird silence for a moment "I wish I had someone with me Artem" Alex now said. Artem put the jacket on as Liam appeared "Your highness" Liam said bowing his head. Alex turned and smiled "Thank you Artem" he said slipping in to his shoes. "Have fun both of you!" Artem said in a sarcastic joking tone to which Alex poked his tongue out. Artem watched them leave knowing the words Alex had just spoken revealed a truthfulness about how lonely he must really feel not having someone by his side and who got him. Thankfully it was a quick dinner with Alex as the guest of honour, he was interested in hearing about some the technology that was being developed and aske many numerous questions impressing the institute with his broad knowledge and understanding. The following morning Alex woke before Artem had even appeared with coffee and he walked over to the window looking out at the grey sky and the light flurries of snow drifting downwards. It was the first signs of winter definitely coming. "Morning your highness, your up!" Artem said walking in and handing the mug to Alex. Alex yawned "Yeah, morning Artem, thanks" he said sitting on the window seat. Artem looked at him then sat besides him "You okay?" he asked, "You can talk to me if you want". Alex smiled "I know and yes I am fine" he replied, "Are we sorted for London?" he asked. Artem nodded "Almost, the embassy are finalising arrangements and mentioned a gala". "Okay, thought that would happen" Alex replied, "Pack appropriately Artem!". Artem had no idea what he was on about and laughed stripping the bed to change the sheets. Alex threw on some casual clothes and went down to breakfast and knowing at that this time he would be the first to arrive. Stepping across from the staircase he saw Tom standing there in his livery and looking even more sexier than when he came across him at Greenacres without a t-shirt on. "Good morning Tom!" Alex said beaming seeing him finally on duty. Tom smiled broadly "Good morning your royal highness" he replied bowing his head. Alex stopped in front of him "So?" he asked, "How is it going?". Tom nodded "Brilliantly, love it!" he enthused, "Thank you" he said winking at Alex. Even in those few short weeks he now spoke with eloquence befitting his role. Alex wanted to talk Marty with him but the other footman was watching and listening so he kept it brief and walked in taking his seat. His parents arrived shortly after and then Alden joined them having caught up on sleep yesterday from his trip. The doors opened and the dowager queen came walking in waving her newspaper in the air. "So that royal lowlife has got engaged I see" Beatrice said laughing, "Good morning all". The king looked up at her "Mother really, which royal?" he asked. "That lowlife Prince Andreas" Beatrice replied, "Engaged to some minor royal from Albania". Discreetly all eyes went to Alex who carried on eating "So someone got suckered in" Alden said. "Yes looks like it. Suppose we will have to attend that wedding?" the queen asked looking around. Alex looked up "You have to be kidding right?" he asked with a shocked look on his face. "You do not need to attend Alex" his father said, "We will see I am not sure if we will go". After the initial shock Alex saw the funny side realising that Andreas really had scrapped the barrel. No doubt Andreas's father had forced him in to this after the episode at Greenacres and the disgrace of being banned from Monrovia. Although it was still not public knowledge, it would be known in royal circles but not the details unless someone talked. Still it was enough to disturb Alex and Alden took his brother out horse riding after breakfast. Despite the cold he was glad to spend some time with Alden talking in private. On their return to the stables Marty was walking back from the palace looking completely confused then smiled seeing Alex dismounting Danbury. "Your royal highnesses" Marty said approaching them and bowing. "Where have you been?" Alex asked curiously patting Danbury. Marty walked over and took Brandy "At the palace, they put me in weird clothing" he replied. Alden laughed patting Marty on the back "Welcome to royal life Marty" he said waiting for Alex. "Your highness" Marty said bowing to Alden, "They said something about an honour" he added. "I expect it will be to recognise how you helped Prince Alexander out" Alden said. Alex walked over to Marty handing him Danbury "I am going away in three days time" he said. Marty smiled "No worries I will look after Danbers" he said, "Enjoy your trip". Alex and Alden left Marty to take care of the horses and they walked back to the palace as the sun broke through the clouds giving a little respite from the overcast gloomy feel to the day. Alex received an email from the palace secretary that afternoon telling him that the ambassador in London was holding a formal royal dinner for himself, Artem and Liam. He rolled his eyes knowing it would mean full royal dress, on the other hand he was amused since it would mean Artem and Liam would have to step out for the first time in public in the royal tunics as well.

Ass to Mouth is one of my favorite experiences. 😋 The longer the cock the better. Not only does it show my total confidence as a bottom but it also show’s the Top how much I’m willing to do to please him. I’ll take his cock right out of my ass and shove it in my mouth with no hesitation. The Top deserves maximum pleasure with minimal pleasure gaps. It’s also my responsibility to clean a Top’s cock after all is done. It’s the least I can do to thank him for loading my ass up. 💦

Here’s a little story of how I found myself spun and took 7 loads from 6 different guys in the span of 4 hours! It started off with me caving to temptation and downloading Grindr while I had the place to myself. I wasn’t having any luck on A4A or BBRT so I figured fuck it, let’s give it a shot! First guy (not included in the 6 guys) that came over turned out to be not something I was into at all! He was one of those weird awkward guys and he smelled, not in a good way. I pretty much cut him off immediately and asked him to leave. I did say that if he plans to hook up again he should probably shower and wear clean clothes. 🤮 just the thought makes me sick still! Anyways I was about to give up on Grindr when I get a message asking if I’m still free? He says he’s on for and can be to my place in 30 minutes and he’d fuck me raw😈 That peaked by interest but didn’t want to wait up that long and have him flake. I told him that if he’s serious to keep messaging me and if he suddenly ghosts me that It wouldn’t happen. As we’re chatting I’m making sure everything is ready to go when he mentions parTying. While that sounded fun I told him I wouldn’t be able to do that tonight but he could. He was at my place in 20 minutes so I had to rush and meet him at the food gate because I didn’t give out my apartment #. I see this white guy about 5’9” and weighing about 145, not my ideal type but he had a nice dick. Bring him into my place, I’m getting nervous and awkward because I’m already in just a jock and he’s fully clothed. I start to undress him down to his boxer briefs when he pulls out his kit. He pulls out this pill bottle with a baggie inside and his pipe. The shards in that baggie were some of the best I’d ever seen, must have had an 8balls worth of premium T. His pipe was a little less impressive, covered in soot (which for some reason drives me fucking crazy when I’m spun) but the glass was of pretty good quality. He opens the baggie and puts two nice shards in to heat up for himself. Oh the sight of that brought back many fond memories, the sound of the shards in his baggie and the sound of them in the glass drove me wild! Still though, I wasn’t going to partake just watch. We go into the laundry area because I don’t want my whole place smelling like dope when he lights up and starts heating the pipe. Even the sound of the lighter drove me wild with lust for the old days! As the T starts to crackle and melt, he’s rolling it side to side and stops to let it cool down. The soot was covering most of the bowl and irritating me because how could he tell it melted properly if he couldn’t even see it, so I get a kitchen towel, wet it a little and let him use to wipe that nasty soot away and for something to cool the pipe down after he hits it. Once he wiped the soot away a saw this heavenly bowl coated with some premium crystals! He lights up again, my mind is going a million miles a minute with having heard the lighter, the crackaling of the ice, the sound of him hitting the pipe, the sight of it melting, the smoke in the bowl, and the smell of it. After he takes a fat hit and is about to blow the smoke out, I found my lips pressed against his shotgunning that fat hit into my lungs! As I’m taking the smoke in I feel my lungs spasm with excitement, my heart starts pounding, my anxious shaking stops, my dick gets hard as fuck, and I feel my ass looses up! As I exhale what was left of the smoke 💨 I’m suddenly feeling ALIVE and wondering why the fuck I waited this long to parTy (it had been about 3 years)?!?! He took another two hits, shotgunned them to me both, and handed me the the pipe! By this time I’m beginning to fly and wonder how soon his dick could be in my ass which now felt like it was on fire with lust! I cleaned all the soot off the pipe and began my meticulous process of smoking.... To be continued, let me know what you think.

I heard my roommate getting fucked before he left for work hard. He then got ready and left but the guy who fucked him was still here.( I sleep nude) I fell back asleep as it was too early for me to get up for work. After some time I was woken up by someone grabbing my hands and holding them behind my back and a big dick pushing up inside me balls deep. He pushed up in me deep hard and fast so I let out a moan and a yelp. He was in me and fucking me while holding my hands. I had no idea who he was or what was exactly happening. He kept working my ass deep and hard and I felt my dick get hard and I began to moan. The strokes felt good and it was working my hole real well I still couldn’t turn back to see who he was or what he looked like as it was also dark in the room. He asked me if I like that raw anon dick in my ass and I loans out “ yesss” he pulled out and told me to get on my back. I flipped over and lifted my legs. He said” look at you eager to get more of this dick in you huh?” I felt him push my legs up and his dick pushed back up inside me I moaned loud as he continued to fuck my ass raw. I felt his body his abs pecks muscular ass. I was enjoying taking this strangers big dick balls deep in my ass. I pushed him back got up and pushed down on his pole. Began to ride him. Dropping my pussy hard on his dick. This made him so horny told me to get on my hands and knees and he pounded my hole doggy style. He got me on me back and continued to fuck me he leaned over grabbed me tight and told me he’s gonna cum inside me. Hearing that and feeling my dick grinding in his abs I began shot cum. Then I felt his dick start to shoot his load inside me throbbing and shooting ropes of cum inside me. Both breathing heavy and moaning and unloading. He slid out of my pussy as I later there. Said I’ll be back for more sometime soon keep the door unlocked. He got up and walked out all I saw was a silhouette of a tall hung muscular black guy. He closed the door and soon after I heard the front door open and close. I payed in bed with an ass full of cum and covered in my own. Didn’t expect to have the best wake up call I’m recent years but sure glad it happened and I can’t wait for him to be back.

The cum eating breeder This horny guy messaged me wanting to eat cum from my dripping hole with me hooded and ass up. It had been a quiet day and I was yet to be bred but I do have a selection of random guys cum on ice. These loads have been harvested by the occasional safe fuck - the deal is they can rubber up but their cum is mine after. I’ve earned it after all! I offered to pop a frozen cum cube in just before he arrived and he jumped at the idea... he wanted to eat my cummy hole. I was ass up and with the melted strangers cum dripping when he arrived. He grabbed the pen to leave the date and CUMSLUT then Straight away he was on his knees sucking on my cummy hole. His tongue was in me and he was slurping and licking on the strangers cum. Presented with a cummy cunt this guy eats ass like a pro. My loaded hole was treated to a good tonguing as he slurped on the anon load. The horny fukka then slid into my hole for a workout with his dick. I was treated to a horny pounding, fuelled by the thought that the only lube was anon spunk. Then he switched to eating my ass some more, making a meal of sloppy seconds. With the strangers cum in my cunt, on his dick and in his mouth he worked up to using my hole to get off in and a hot breeding! I Felt him empty his nutt deep as he could, filled my slutty cunt good n proper, before zipping up and leaving. Total anon and no chat! Hot as fuck!

Love to get bred through a glory hole! I have taken countless loads this way! The best is when you and your mystery top are going at hard enough to attract the attention of others near. When your top is done I quickly reposition myself, spred my cheeks so my cummy hole is VERY visible, and without fail I am soon impaled by a new rock hard cock. I’ve done that with with literally a train of top coming to my hole. Love it. Notice in the pics those are all different dicks! All three over about a 1/2 hour.

Chapter 3 As much as my waiter looked like Draven Torres his buddy was the spitting image of Dawson. What were the chances? Two hunky waiters so closely resembling such infamous bareback porn stars? The party was winding down when the Dawson look-a-like pulled up a chair beside me. "My buddy tells me you want to play. I'm Ben. Meet me in ten minutes." As I entered the handicap stall Ben pulled me into a passionate kiss that took my breath away. His hands got busy freeing my clothes and just as quickly mine were busy with his'. When my hand slid over his crotch I couldn't believe the size of the hardening object hidden inside. He smiled at me and simultaneously pushed down on my shoulders. Clearly he wanted me at eye level for the great reveal; and, I was not opposed to his plan. When the twelve inch monster was released it sprang out and hit my face. I took a firm grasp and fed it into my eager mouth. As I slowly worked it in deeper I had a bullseye view of the biohazard tattoo directly in front of my eyes. On his left hip was a scorpion tattoo. I'd seen enough porn to know what these meant. I needed to stop this now but kept right on sucking. Having fucked my face to gagging capacity he pulled his fuck bat out of my mouth. It was covered in slime. I was hoisted, spun and bent faster than the movement of humming bird wings. I could already feel his naked cock against my hole before I found my voice; "You need a condom." I was fishing one from my pants around my ankles. "That won't fit me bud. It'll tear before my head pops inside. " "Do you have one your size." "What do you think?" His mushroom head breached my outer ring as poppers were held to my left nostril. I was coached to inhale deeply and hold my breath as inch after inch of his bare thick manhood snaked up my vulnerable ass. I was too high and the pain had turned to pure pleasure. I couldn't protest or resist. In fact I found myself pushing back with every thrust he plunged in. "Greedy otter hole you got there." His voice rasped. "Fuck man, you're going to come out my mouth. " I grunted. "Speaking of cum, tell me where you want mine ... I'm ... getting ...close..." "FUCK NO, don't cum in me!" I screamed as rope after rope of his hot cum painted my torn intestines. He collapsed onto my back and remained plunged deep as my ass involuntarily milked every last drop out of him. "Please tell me you are medicated and undetectable." "Fuck you kid! You know what those tattoos mean. ... And that's the first load I've dropped in five days. You're so fuckin full of my toxic sperm right now. And, we both know my huge man meat toar you to pieces. Now tell me how much you love that." There was no hiding or lying as he was stroking my hard cock. His pumping started up again and I was powerless to hold back my moans of pleasure. "Yeah. That's what I thought. You love your guts full of my poz cum. You're coming home with me and my bud tonight. ... What do you say? ... Want me to give you more toxin here? Or you want to wait for later?" "Fuck man! You may as well do it now and later." "Right answer!" Ben and Draven lookalike took me to their walk up three blocks from the hotel. I spent the rest of the night taking and giving them and their hunky roommate loads. I lost track of numbers. As I hobbled back to the hotel with the rising sun I knew I couldn't hide the large tell tale wet spot on the ass of my trousers. I knew I needed to get to the clinic as soon as we landed home later that afternoon. If it wasn't already too late I needed to get my poz cum hungry hole with a treacherous mind of it's own on Prep.

FICTIONAL STORY! It was a normal Friday night out in Berlin and I had met up with some friends to grab a drink in a newly opened gay bar in centre of town. The crowd was young & cute like me (FYI i’m a 19 y/o twink). People mostly stayed in their respective groups, distinctly cornered in, throwing a look now and then over the room at other boys. Yet they didn’t take the initiative to move over taking the initial contact. Like most young people the self-confidence clearly had no correspondence to the appearance so a lot of alcohol is consumed to ease the tensions and inhibitions. And like every weekend we drank quite a lot. We had a good time, drinking and laughing, but around 4:30 in the morning it was time to head on for something else. A part of the group wanted to go to a bar where they play mainstream pop music. This very small bar was always fully packed, and it was hard for anyone to really move around. The toilet queue was awfully long, and getting a drink in the bar took so long that you got sober by waiting. This was at least my opinion, but my friends didn’t agree. We, therefore, split and I left them to their miserable choice. My mind was up for some trance music at a nice bar filled with straight acting, well-tuned cute guys. The bar I went to had an open atmosphere, 3 floors: one for trance music downstairs, one for mellow dance music upstairs and a dark room on the top floor. I never visited a dark room before and couldn't understand why people want be fucked by unknown guys in the dark.. I arrived club around five-o-clock in the morning. The dance floor was packed. I drank, chatted to people and danced to a great DJ for three hours which felt shorter than that. Around eight only 15 people were left. I headed for the bar and ordered a last vodka-tonic, although I was quite drunk already. After a while two very hot Arab guys came up and sat next to me. They were wearing tight t-shirts so I could see every detail of their muscular bodies. I think that they were a few years older than me, but max 21-22. We started to chat loosely: they asked me if I was alone and if I lived in Berlin. One of them put his hand on my thigh and caressed me slowly; the other moved his hand inside my shirt and over my back. It felt they were going forward a little bit too quickly so I escaped the situation by saying that I needed to go to the toilet. I went upstairs to the toilets on the second floor, where there was no one. I could feel I was turned on by the touching and wondered what to do next. I had never been with two guys before. If it was only one than things would be a bit easier. When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood outside waiting for me. He smiled and asked me if I was intimidated by both of them touching me. “Somewhat” I replied. “Which of us do you like the most?” he asked. “I think you’re both cute” I said and added “and very sexy”. “You’re very sexy too and I could see when you went away that you have a nice little bubble butt ass” he replied. “Thanks!” I flushed a little bit embarrassed. “So if it was just me, would you like to have some fun?” he asked. I looked at his hot muscular body and could hear myself saying: “Yes, why not”. “We can go to my place. I don’t live far from here” I suggested. “No, my friend is waiting downstairs and I’d prefer that we just go up to the dark room” he said and smiled. “Well… I don’t really like dark rooms, because you don’t know which guys are in there” I replied. “It’s ok” he assured, “the club is almost empty by now and there would be no one there except for us. So come on, I can tell for sure that both of us want a little fun” he insisted. “Just a quick one… you suck my big dick and afterwards I suck you.. Okay?” He put his hand over his package and I could see a distinct, large bulb on his jeans. “OMG! I need that big Arab cock in my mouth” I thought to myself. He approached me, pressed his body against mine and started to kiss me with deep tongue movements. Wow, this guy knew how to kiss! It felt like heaven! Impossible to resist. At this time I was quite drunk and his gentle treatment of kissing and caressing my cock with his hand inside my jeans. “You’re hard and horny! so let’s go…” he said, and took my hand and led me up the stairs to the dark room. Up there he opened my jeans, pulled them down completely to the ground and sat in front of me. My cock swelled hard as he took it in his mouth and worked it good. One of his hands went off to my ass and started to play with my hole. One finger went in, then two. Slowly he started to finger fuck my my ass. I felt a burning sensation in my ass, but his lips around my cock was so hot that it overpowered that sensation. Was he preparing me so he could fuck me? That wasn’t the deal! But the fingers in my ass felt so good that I couldn’t protest. After a while, he stood up, we kissed with deep tongues. Then he pushed my head down to his big dick. I followed his every move and the orders he gave me, and it was clear who was in charge. My ass started to feel empty so I tried to put some of my own fingers in side my open hole He slapped my face with his XL-sized dick before he pressed it down my throat. His cock went down all the way and he fucked me rather roughly until gasped for air. He noticed I was choking and gave me a fraction of a second to breathe in before he continued pressing it down as deep as he could. The taste of salty sperm mixed up with saliva filled my palate; I had to swallow some to keep up with his intense and deep mouth fucking. He ordered me to lift my ass up so I did was I was told. Suddenly I could hear him whisper something in Arabic. A second later I felt someone coming up from behind putting his hands on my buttocks. I had thought that we were alone in the dark room. Who was this third person who now wanted to join in? Was it his friend who had gone up earlier to wait for us? It’s clear that they planned this from the start. The other guy immediately took over my ass. I felt a small plastic tube enter my ass. A few seconds later i felt a liquid filling my ass. Then he pulled the tube out. Thinking it was lube i didn’t react. Two fingers began to slide in my ass. As my ass became more open he added more. There was a feeling that was spreading to my body. I began to sweat and I felt more horny that I could ever feel. I thought that this was due to considerable amount of alcohol in my body so I stopped sucking and was about to stand up to take a break. The Arab guy in front of me noticed my hesitation and quickly locked both of my hands and put his arm around my neck. He was much stronger than me, and although I tried to resist I couldn’t get away. Suddenly I felt the guy behind me trying to push his big cock in my ass. The pain of this thick cock ploughing its way into my tight ass was sobering me up. Desperately my hands fought to get released but all in vain. “Please wait!” I squeaked, “I need to…” “What is it? Don’t you want to play anymore?” one of the guys interrupted. “Well, just let me get some lube and a condom from my pocket” I begged. “No way! I only fuck without condom or lube. Open up slut! ” he grunted. I wanted to reply but he silenced me quickly by pulling my head back by a steady grip around my hair with one hand and putting the other over my mouth. An extremely intense and very rough fucking followed. I could feel every inch of his big cock as it forced its way in and out in what felt like an eternity. It was almost like my ass would turn inside out of the deep ploughing and I felt my anus swelling. Inside me every show of the top of his cock sent electric shocks through my entire body. After a while my whining changed into groaning and moaning. His friends slapped my face and rammed his cock into my mouth to shut me up. Something started to take over my mind and I began to have thoughts about wanting bigger cocks in my ass and begin a total bottom slut. My ass was now completely open to serve his raw huge cock. The Arab guy behind me started to moan louder and louder. With a deep grunt he filled my insides deep with a huge amount of cum. He withdrew and got up in front of me ordering me to suck and lick his cock clean. I did as I was told and swallowed every drop. “Good boy! Our sperm will change you for good!” he said. “Now, lie down on the floor!” his friend commanded. He forced me to lie down with my chest facing the floor. He got on top and guided his huge cock towards my hole. He pushed into me; I felt the head enter me. A moan escaped my lips. He almost pulled out fully and then he just rammed it in full force. “Now, we’re going to see if I can fuck this slut even harder.” They both put up a laugh of joy and excitement. He fucked me harder and faster. “I saw how you looked at my cock down in the bar, craving it. We are converting you into a load taking slut. You think that you can return to your normal life, but within a few weeks you will give in to your true calling; big raw dicks and cum”. He kissed me on the check and licked my ear. Then he intensified the fucking; I felt the entire weight of his muscular body as he pumped my ass with his massive cock like a machine spinning out of control. By now the penetration went more smoothly because of the generous load that his friend had previously delivered in my butthole, which functioned as a perfect natural lubricant. My ass had also got more used to the rough fucking and had opened up considerably by the penetrations of his friend’s large cock fucking me so violently. Something in my mind took over and i started to enjoy having this good-looking, young sexy Arab stallion plowing my ass hard. I was their little white toy! And when he started hitting my G-Spot I was in pure ecstasy. “Yes, do me as hard as you can” i blurted out. “We own you now that our DNA is deep inside you” he whispered in my ear. Then he came with a roaring and we were both exploded as he shot several streams of hot cum deep inside of me. Then he and his friend dressed quickly, gave me a kiss and left. I sat for a while in the dark to get myself together. What was it I had experienced? My ass was warm and swollen with cum of the two guys dripping out. A smile spread over my face. I started to jerk myself and came quickly. I left the dark room and the club. On my way home I stopped by a gay sauna that had opened its door in the morning hour. I went in, changed, sat at the bar and ordered a juice. As I sat down at one of the tables a bit away from the bar a young black guy came up to me and asked if he could sit down. “Sure” I said. We were there just with our small towels around our waists. He had a perfect body and he noticed my eyes screening over him. He let his towel open so I could see his enormous dick hanging in the open. My eyes couldn’t help staring at it. “I saw you in the dark room. I was hiding in a corner with a friend when you came in. The two guys fucked you up good” he said. His words took me by surprise and I didn’t know what to say. “They knew exactly what to do to change you into a willing bottom” he added. “They knew what to do?” I replied. “Yes! The fact that you’ve come to this sauna and didn’t go straight home or to the police or anything must mean that you want more” he said smiling. He started to stroked his hand over his big cock that had started to rise. “Let’s go to my cabin and i will tell you what they did to change you into a willing slut. I’m not like them!” he said comfortingly. He took my hand and caressed it gently. I looked at his cock and felt how mine grew to create a visible bulb under the towel. He noticed and said smilingly “That’s clearly a YES!”. We stood up and walked up two floors to his cabin were we dropped the towels and started to kiss. Then suddenly I was grabbed from behind by two other black guys. I was pinned down with my face pressed into the mattress. “Hold his arm still” one of them said. I felt how my bicep was tied of with a band. Then I felt a needle stabbing my arm. “Like I promised I will tell you what they did: When they fingered you they loaded your ass with a drug called Meth!” the black guy said. “You had no clue what was happing. This is not how we do it. I like to tell my sluts that I injected them with T.” after saying that the band snapped loose. They released me and told me to raise my arm. As I sat up I began to cough. A wave of sluttyness came over me. “This will boost your carving for big dicks and cum. So don’t fight it!” said one of the other black guys. I looked over to them and saw 3 hot black guys stroking their enormous black cocks. And like he said I couldn’t resist it and crawled over to them. “Does he know that we and the two Arabs are POZ? ” whispered one guy to the other. “We will tell the slut after we bred him several times!” answered the other one laughing. —THE END —

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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.

All of us who were "suspicious" about Nick turned out to be right. I just thought it was odd that he was so secretive in a country that's supposed to be so open-minded about these things. Maybe a less open-minded family background? Anyway, that was a terrific hot scene -- I think Nick broke Alex in and down better even than Marty did! I also got a good laugh out of Liam asking Alex if going out to dinner was appropriate -- as if they hadn't already blown the entire protocol book out of the water. It's a great story, and I'm really excited to see what will happen next!

To lay the background: I have never missed an election, (even when I was traveling extensively years ago while building a business) including all the local, the primary, as well as the general elections. I was Captain of my precinct back in Chicago for a number of years, always delivering my precinct in the mid to high 90's. While I don't know enough about the "machinery" of foreign (ie. non-US) elections, I do know all about how domestic elections work (for those of you who know who Mayor Daley was, and subsequently his son as Mayor), I helped Richie win, and deliver the needed help to ordinary citizens, whether it be hunger, homelessness, employment, you name it. Operative word being help. Delivering elections to Democratic candidates helped regular, ordinary citizens with their problems, and I know this from first-hand experience. ALL elections matter, from school board members to your House District to the Primaries to the General. Tip O'Neill - scion of Liberalism - once paraphrased an old saying: " All politics is local". That means me, it means you. Thus: I have never voted for a Republican, because I found no such outreach within their ranks as outlined above. I have found, through years of what might be called "Community Service" that there is nothing offered by the so-called Conservative Party other than platitudes and enriching only themselves. To me, this embodies the willful ignorance of the general welfare of the community, which is based in the depravity of White Privilege. The Conservative Party in the U.S. is entirely about conservation of the protection, extension of their position of privilege in society. The Liberal Party, however fractious, is entirely about uplifting those who are not, by accident of their birth or circumstances, among the elite. To those who I have just pissed off, I challenge you to reflect deeply on what it means to give a rats ass about our fellow human beings. Don't bother to bitch at me; I'm completely impervious to intellectual laziness. Instead, spend that energy on trying, in some small way, to offer a helping hand to those in your community that really need it. Consider whether you give anything back to your community, to your town or city, to your state, to your Country. If you find that you are only taking from society, then figure out how - in whatever small way - you can help uplift those who need it. Start small - it's easy - try just a non of acknowledgement of others while walking down the street. Maybe donate some pocket change to a beggar. Help someone other than yourself. This, my friends, is why I am a Liberal/Progressive, and will never ever cast my vote for a Republican. If Gabriel blew his trumpet, Jesus came outta the clouds and hollered "Vote Republican", I'd risk my chances elsewhere. It's all about doing what you can to uplift those who need it.

I prefer to be in whatever excites my top. My meth daddy liked me in his leather harness, collar and leash. I’ve never known anyone so hot or anyone I was so eager to please.

Jockstrap and collar is my way. Throw in a harness and boots… well then I’m am set.

Great chapter and I’d sue love to know how Matt and the boys play together.

Thanks for all the comments! You guys are always so encouraging. Hope you enjoy this next chapter! Chapter 4 "Dad!" In my shock I was still able to keep my scream at a whisper. I knew that screaming that out at a place like this could cause trouble. Dad had shifted off the bed and knelt on the floor between my legs. As I looked from his face to my cock with my dads hand wrapped around it beginning to slowly stroke it up and down, I saw in his eyes a change. It was still my dad but there was almost something more in the way he was looking at me. It was different from every other look he had ever given me. "Does this feel ok Coop?" He was looking right back at me into my eyes as I nodded and barely breathed out, "Yeah, dad." It occurred to me that it must be what we were smoking that had made him this bold. I had never in my life thought of my dad in a sexual way. I knew he was a good looking guy but its not that I was repulsed by him or anything. The thought just never crossed my mind. And now he was holding my cock with a tight grip stroking me up and down and I wasnt stopping him. I was the only person who had ever touched my cock until now. My dad. Jerking me off. And I didnt want it to stop. And thats when I realized what that look in his face was: lust. He was looking at his son with a look of lust that no one had given me before. My dad. "I just had to go for it Coop. You have a great cock and getting high always gets me past my inhibitions." Thats what it was. I was high and any other time I would be freaked out if my dad was stroking me. I was still freaked out now but it was a freaked out that somehow made me hornier. Dad rubbed his thumb over the head of my cock getting it all wet with my precum. I couldnt control the moan that came out of my mouth as my head fell back again. "Nice. Leaking already there Coop. Glad it's feeling good. Its hot knowing Im making you feel good like this." I didnt know what to say. Whatever I was hoping for this night did not include any of this. How could it? This was so much better than where my imagination could go. My thoughts went to whether there would be more. "Dad? Can I have a little more of that stuff maybe?" I felt my boldness coming on reminding me why I had come to this place. Maybe more hits would mean I would go through with it. Dads face lit up at that question but it wasnt just happiness that was in his face. There was something almost sinister in his look. Like something twisted had come to mind. He turned and grabbed the pipe and lighter in the same hand, never letting go of my cock as he handed it to me. "Go ahead Coop. Lemme see you take a couple hits." I lit the pipe and tried again to take as big a hit as i could. "Dont forget to hold it. Thats right. Nice." I had asked to do more because i loved the feeling that it was giving me but what was also making this so much better was that i was getting high for an audience. for my dad. He watched every step so intently all the while stroking my hard leaking cock while i tried to impress him with a perfect and massive hit. I wasnt so high that i couldnt tell how filthy this scene was but i was high enough that the filthier it got the hotter it seemed. As I blew out my second hit i felt it run through my body and straight up my cock. it throbbed in dads hand and even more precum started flowing out of the head. There was no stifling the moan that escaped me. My body felt so sensitive to touch and the fact that it was the firm grip of my dads hand that was getting me this horny was driving me beyond any limit i thought i had. i matched dads look of lust with mine and without saying a word i could see the recognition on his face. I handed him the pipe and lighter. He let go of my cock as he took them and then took a hit of his own. I wasnt prepared for how hot it was to watch my dad getting high like this. As he inhaled the smoke he looked at me taking over for him by stroking my cock. I could see the way the hit moved through him seeing his eyes widen and that look of lust get even stronger. He took another hit and then put the pipe and torch back into the little bowl of condoms and lube. "Feeling good Coop?" "Yeah dad. Yeah." I was stroking and more aware now that I was not just doing it for my pleasure. I was almost putting on a show for dad. He watched for a minute before standing up again now between my open legs and stroking his bigger cock for me. "Pretty hot dad." "Isnt it?" We were both beginning to sweat a little. I could feel my body heating up and I saw a sheen of sweat beginning to form on dads hot body. It felt so intense in the room just me and dad naked high and stroking our cocks for each other. "You ok? Dont want anything to happen that youre not ok with Coop. Its not how your first time should go." "Thanks dad." His love for me as his son and the lust we both were feeling right then made me feel safe with him but also somehow even hornier for more to happen. I sat up and without thinking licked the head of dads cock tasting his precum. The first taste of another mans cock and precum. My dad. "Oh fuck Coop." He let go of his cock and I took that as my chance to taste him again. I licked the tip and then opened my mouth to take in the mushroom head. I looked up at him and met his eyes staring down at me. The look on his face was a mix of shock and desire. "Fuck that feels good." That encouragement was enough for me to take more of him into my mouth as i reached out and grabbed his hips. He put his hands on my shoulders. "Aw yes. Suck my cock son. Suck your dads cock." Fuck this was twisted and on any other day I would have been repulsed by what I was doing and how dad was responding. But today it was only making things hotter. I started to use my tongue to massage the underside of his cock as I took more and more of it in. It was bigger than I thought. Thick and stretching my mouth. Dads hands moved up to brush his fingers through my hair. I looked back up to him and he was still staring down at me. "Feels so good Coop. I can feel my cock leaking precum into your mouth. You are so good at that. You like the taste of that precum? You like tasting your dads precum?" I moaned onto his cock and started bobbing faster up and down his cock. "Fuck!" Dad really screamed it out this time which surprised both of us. Dad pulled himself back and his cock slipped out of my mouth. There was a moments hesitation in his face and I could tell that he was debating with himself whether to continue or stop us here and now. I leaned back down onto the bed and stroked my still hard cock. I wanted to let him make the decision about doing more but the hits made me too horny not to stroke my cock while he deliberated. Dad watched and I thought he would start stroking himself again too. But without saying a word he moved closer to the bed and then leaned down above me grabbed me at both sides of my torso and shifted my entire body lengthwise on the bed so that I no longer had my feet on the floor. He made sure that my head was on the pillow like he was tucking me in for the night. But once he got me into position he climbed onto the bed himself and placed his body on top of mine. Our cocks touched as he pressed himself against me our chests pressed together his weight on top of me. And then that feeling for the first time of someone coming in for a kiss. When our lips met we both moaned. I felt his tongue enter my mouth and as if it was instinct i wrapped my arms and legs around my dad as we passionately made out for the first time.

It felt weird being alone in my bed after Tommy left for work in the morning. He assured me he would be in touch and I really hope he calls me again in the next few days. I’d love to be the one to message him first, but I don’t want to come across too needy; after all it was only a Grindr hook-up and I shouldn’t read too much into it. As I lay here, hours after my last dicking, I can still feel my heart beat in my arsehole, throbbing away. In the last 14 hours I’ve let my guard down so much and surprisingly so accepting of his trickery. I mean, who uses concealer to hide a biohazard tattoo when they go for a random root. As I think about just this one depraved act I start getting hard. Realising how hot this was, wondering how many guys he did this to since testing poz 2 weeks ago. This time to myself has allowed me to process this experience, my time with Tommy and the plan forward. 100% bottom, tick. Cumdump, tick. Turned on by this poZitive experience, tick. Infatuated with Tommy, tick. Turned on by being loaded with poz cum, tick. Wanting more poz cum from Tommy, tick. Wanting as much poz cum as I can get, tick. These seemed to be easy for me to answer for myself, but the question that made me pause was, do I want more poz cum from any guy or just from Tommy. After stewing on this for a couple of minutes I guess the answer became clear – YES, yes I do want poz cum from anyone. BUT, Tommy must be the one that converts me, and I want to make him aware of this if and when he makes contact with me. That same afternoon I stumbled on a site called Breeding Zone, and I started scrolling through the forums, reading the experiences of other guys when chasing and then becoming poz themselves. Massively turned on by what people were writing and how open and honest the community were with each other. So enthralled by what I was reading, I almost jumped out of my skin when my phone started ringing. Could it be? Yes, it was Tommy. With shaking hands and butterflies in my stomach I answered the call. He asked if I was free tonight for a chat and maybe a play. Am I ever, I didn’t hesitate to say abso-fucking-lutely, with Tommy saying he’d be around in 2 hours. He ended the call saying ‘can’t wait to see you kiddo’. Being called kiddo really appealed to me, it felt great to be given a cute nickname so soon. After reading a few more forums on Breeding Zone I decided to go and ‘prepare’ for the evening. Tommy arrived a little early, much to my delight. We were all over each other as we made our way to the couch, sitting so close we were practically on top of each other. Tommy looked me right in the eyes and said that he loved our time together and was happy that we got along with ease. I of course started to melt into his chest as I moved in for a cuddle. I told him that I’d found so many parts of our encounter so hot, especially the concealer and obviously how he managed to get me to take a poz load, considering my initial plan with the tattoo scan of his body. I told him that I now feel free to play without fear, accepting my need for cock, cum and especially poz cum – all thanks to him. I then admitted my desire for Tommy to be the one that converts me and if possible that we remain friends or fuck buds at the least. Tommy grabbed me and forcefully kissed me, squeezing hard as he pulled us together on the couch. He said that he had a proposition for me, which had my attention instantly. He explained that he was really into me and would like to see where it goes, in terms of a relationship and would I be willing to accept a few conditions. Tommy felt my dick getting hard and smirked at me, saying oh your cock seems to be agreeing before you hear the conditions. We both laughed and I said alright, have at it then, what are these conditions. (Tommy) – I will love you unconditionally, I will promise to never hurt you, and we will be equals in this relationship except for in the bedroom. Sexually you will be my property. I will convert you, and once you test poz I will invite whoever I want into our sex life, you will get fucked by any man I say can fuck you, will we go to saunas and bath houses together or separate, we will go to orgies, I’ll arrange gangbangs for you and blindfold you while guy after guy breed you, we will go on holidays to gay resorts and places like berlin to take, and in my case give loads, truck stops and alley ways aren’t out of the question too. What do you think Tyler, are you up for this? Are you kidding me Tommy – that sounds amazing – look at the wet patch on my sweatpants, look how much you’ve made me leak just by asking that. Can we please start now, please fuck me and load me up with poz cum, let’s get this party started Tommy. I stood up, dropped my sweatpants and jockstrap and presented my ass for him to eat, his tongue getting deep in my now dry hole, void of cum. Tommy saying that my hole didn’t taste right, he said that his loads must have already been absorbed and we needed to fix that right away. He picked me up and carried me upstairs, but surprisingly he carried me to the bathroom and not the bedroom. After putting me down he told me to get on all fours and to pull my cheeks apart so my hole was exposed. Oh, no need to tell me twice, quickly doing as I was told. I looked back over my shoulder to see him take my toothbrush and aim it for my arsehole while saying he needed to prepare my hole, scratch it up so that his poz swimmers could get into my bloodstream and expedite the conversion process. Oh fuck babe I said, that’s so hot, clear a path for your poz babies, I don’t care how much this hurts, make a mess of my cunt babe. Oooooooffffff I hollered as he jammed the toothbrush into my hole, digging it around, side to side, in and out, twisting the entire time. He repositioned himself so that he was in front of me as he stabbed the toothbrush in and out of me relentlessly. The sight of his cock in front of me was hypnotising, drooling poz precum. I stuck my tongue out and lapped up all the juice before taking his cock into my mouth, sucking that salty poz goodness right from the source. After about 15 minutes of this he pulled the toothbrush from my arse and I inspected the damage, sure enough the toothbrush was covered in blood, Tommy planted a kiss on my forehead and said come one kiddo, lets fuck you up for good my adorable little pig. He flipped me onto my back on the bathroom floor and threw my legs over his shoulders, telling me that a toothbrush will be part of our routine now and that he won’t be using lube again until I test poz. I smiled at him and said do what you’ve gotta do babe, I’m all yours, poz me already. He rammed his 9 incher into my bloodied hole, eliciting a scream from me due to the pain. After just a minute or so Tommy ripped his cock from my hole and told me to look at it – sure enough it was covered in not just a pinkish slime, it was covered in blood. Tommy then rammed his cock all the way home again. This wasn’t a fuck of passion, he was on a mission, all the while reminding me that once his swimmers take hold we will be an unstoppable bareback poz power couple. Sharing our gift with as many guys as possible, whether they knew it or not. Ohhhh babe was all I could say as he pounded my hole, as hard as he could, determined to make his poz babies take. Tommy then told me once I test poz he will be taking me to get a biohazard tattoo in the same spot as his. Yes baby, please tag me as a poz pig once you infect me, once you give me this amazing gift. Here comes my poz load kiddo, you’d better share this gift far and wide, with as many guys as possible. I’m your slut I said in reply as he grunted, shooting his load deep inside my fucked up, bleeding colon. Yes Tommy, infect me babe, I’m just a cum sponge to use and abuse from now on. Tommy locked lips with me and said he’ll breed me all night long, and that he has the rest of the week off to make sure we complete my conversion quickly so that he can share my soon to be poz cunt around town. There was nothing more for me to say other than, yes babe, let’s do this.

We all lounged around in the hot tub, away from the basement, and the vengeful act of pozzing my baby brother, among the men smoking cigars and drinking beers, I cuddled up to my Daddy, the strong smell of his armpits stronger than the chlorine, in fact, we all reeked of sex and sweat. "That bitch has got one sweet cunt, where did you find the boy?" I looked at my Daddy, he smiled and nodded at me. I took a deep breathe and told them the entire story, their mouths were agape at what they were being told, at what they had been a apart of. Forcefully raping and pozzing a bitch was one thing, but it being my own brother got each of their nuts churning again. "I need to go back and rape his cunt again, knowing its your kid brother." "Well, we have one more thing planned, before we send the bitch back to his soon to be shattered life." my Daddy said. We all got out of the hot tub, our blatino buddy groped my ass. "Now that's the pussy I've always wanted to get inside." "That's a party for another night, buddy." my Daddy said. Grinning at me and taking me into his arms. We went back into the basement, there, still tied to the St Andrew's Cross, the buttplug still in his cunt, was my brother. I cracked my knuckles at what was to come. The guys sat, their huge poz cocks dripping with precum, my Daddy, handing me his trusty singletail whip... a whip that I had been on the receiving end of many times. I never really was an out of control boy, I admire and love my Daddy, and constantly aim to please him and make him smile. So, eventually he just took to beating me just to satisfy his urge to do so, since I really aimed to never anger him. I swung the whip a few times, and cracked it. "What the fuck!!!" my brother cried out at the noise. I grinned and struck him. "Speak only when spoken to, faggot!!!" His screams filled the basement fuckroom. "You evil... sadistic...." I struck him again, harder. "You speak only when spoken to, faggot... the more you make me repeat myself, the more this is going to hurt you." I said. "Damn, who knew your boy had that side to him." One of the white tops said. "He's usually yes sir, whatever you want sir" "Well, my boy respects me, and all of you... I knew he had a rough side to him, he is MY BOY afterall." My brothers back was covered in lashes... a few lashes had broken the skin, crimson ran down his back. I ran my fingers up his back. I tooked at the red on my finger. I took it into my mouth. "Hmmm... doesn't taste like poz blood." "You,,, sick... twisted..." I took out the plug and shoved my cock. "Too much for flattery now bitch." I grabbed his shaking body and pounded his used and sloppy cunt, he couldn't tighten his cunt now if he wanted, tears ran down his cheeks. I kept pounding him until I blew up his cunt. Ipulled out and presented the singletail to my Daddy, he had his go, focusing on his round ass, slinging the whip until lash marks decorated his butt. We walked behind him, and put the whip around his neck. "Too much noise from your bitch ass and I tighten this. You're worthless, and I have no reservations about doing you harm." My Daddy said. "But... you already know that." My Daddy fucked him, drilling him and filled him with his toxic sperm. The other tops each took their turns, drilling and pounding his ass, until he was filled with semen. We plugged him up. Bid our guests goodbye, and my Daddy and I went to bed, my head on his chest. The morning after, we blindfolded him, and dropped him off into the outskirts of the city. He never did know where we were, so he couldn't actually report where all this had happened. Had he thought he could have just said that I had been a part of it... But, I don't know, maybe he wanted to believe it didn't happen, or maybe he was hoping against the odds that he was converted. It wasn't until a year later, where I was at work at the HIV clinic that I came across paperwork with his name. Two things stood out that made me smile. Marital Status: Divorced. HIV status: Positive, diagnosis AIDS, currently on meds. I snapped a pic with my phone. I sent it to my Daddy with the words, MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. THE END

"Hey, yeah, how high is your viral load right now?" I smiled as he told me his 500,000 VL, and I suggested "Awesome, be here as soon as you can." That was the third friend that Daddy and I had contacted. None of the guys were on meds. I'm certain that had it not been for the ball gag in his mouth, that I would hear my younger brother's screams from the basement playroom. My Daddy came over, we tugged on each other's nipples and we kissed. "I fucking love doing this, you know. Part of me wanted to poz you this way - to have all my buddies over to breed your cunt." "I didn't know that, Daddy. What made you decide to poz me on your own?" "You're mine. You were mine from the moment I saw you. And I fucking love you. It's my virus running through your veins, my virus that you spread. I've claimed you down to your fucking DNA." "Well, now we have that bitch downstairs, we're pozzing him together, SIR." "I knew we would poz a boy's cunt together, but I never thought it would be that brat brother of yours." I grinned at my Daddy. The doorbell rang. A few of our gym buddies had arrived. "Hey fellas. So, where is this prime neg asshole that we're pozzing tonight?" asked one of our buddies, a very hot blatino muscle stud, with a huge 0 gauge PA. "He's downstairs, buddy" my Daddy replied. He has two poz loads in him, so don't use any lube." "Sweet," and with that he went downstairs to join the other two buddies who were already downstairs. Turning to me, Daddy asked "So baby boy. Ready to go downstairs and poz-up your lying faggot brother?" "Yes SIR." We went downstairs were we found my brother was in the sling. His muffled screams of protest were music to my ears. Our blatino buddy was stroking his dick, and two white muscle studs were going back and forth on his hole. I didn't know how much my brother was used to taking, but these hung studs were sure to wreck his cunt. Revenge had never looked so hot as it did then. Five poz fuckers, one unwilling neg bitch in the sling, knowing full well what would become of him, what we all had in store for him. One of the white muscle studs began to pound him with all the might and power that only a roided-out muscle stud can handle. It's a metric shit-ton by the way. Gentleness was not on the menu with this guy, as the tears running down my brother's face could attest. The top grunted "Yeah, bitch. Gonna poz you up, fucker. Time to stop acting like you don't like it!!!" Then the top grunted and unloaded, his huge thick creamy poz cum, mingling with my Daddy's load, and with my own poz load. Now, when the these guys got together, usually we'd be fighting each other to felch-out that creamy, cum-filled ass, but this night wasn't about our hunger, it was about pozzing this bastard. Every drop of virus-laden cum had to stay in his cheating pussy. About then the stud, who's face was covered in sweat, pulled out of my brother's cunt, and his partner entered my brother, and within a couple of minutes he unloaded his potent strain into my brother's ass. I smiled as I thought about the four loads of toxic sperm claiming my brother's pussy, seeping into his bloodstream. Our blatino buddy was next. While still wearing a PA, He jammed his beercan dick into my brother in one hateful stroke. My brother's scream was muffled by the gag. The blatino guy piston-fucked my brother from the start, churning the cum up in the process, so his fat his dick was covered with froth, which honestly looked hot on his his dark brown meat. I looked at my brother's stretched asshole as he took that monster cock. Watching our buddy fuck my brother, I was very relieved my Daddy had chosen to poz-fuck me in a solo gig. As if reading my mind, the blatino grunted "Wish this had been you kiddo, but you and your Daddy delivered some prime pussy for me to breed," and with that he fucked harder and deeper into my brother. He was relentless in his fucking, and soon unloaded deep into my brother's ass. After a couple of minutes of rest, we untied my brother, and one of my buddies sat him on my Daddy's cock. I came up behind my brother, and slid my dick inside of his ass, right next to my Daddy's dick, so my Daddy and I were double-fucking him. I love double-dick action, but damn, it always kills me, ha ha! We nailed him harder and deeper. Tears ran down his face. My Daddy grabbed his ass, and I fucked him as hard as I could, holding onto his shoulders, just to stabilize myself. I pounded him harder and deeper, and not once did my Daddy's slip out. I can honestly say my brother's super cum-filled hole felt amazing. "Boy, you're ready aren't ya?" "Yes SIR." We kept fucking, and soon, we both unloaded deep in his ass. I pulled out, grabbed him, and picked him up, and with the help of a couple of the guys, tied him to the St. Andrew's Cross. My Daddy shoved a huge butt plug in his hole, and then looked at me and our buddies, suggesting "Okay, how about we go in the hot tub enjoy some beers and some cigars?" Needless to say, it was a nice rest from our nasty fuck session.

2003 You pay the price for being too cautious. By the time I realized I was gay (first year of college), it was already widely known that HIV was transferred via sharing bodily fluids. Some activities were safer than others, but I avoided them all. I never did anything with anyone. I had plenty of gay friends because I was in art school, but none of them were abstinent. They went out and experimented in bars and parks, while I stayed home and drew in my sketchbook with reruns of "Bosom Buddies" on TV. Everybody told me I was wasting my youth, but at least I knew I was healthy. I graduated and moved to a semi-large city where the gay life was a little more active. Or so I'd heard....I stayed celibate and careful. I once hooked up with a nice-looking gay man who loved in my apartment building. I was so nervous and afraid of the encounter that I ruined the evening. I wouldn't even kiss him on the mouth. "What's the problem?", he finally asked. I told him I didn't want his spit in my mouth. "Are you serious?" He couldn't believe it. I told him my fears and he told me in no uncertain terms that I would someday overcome my fears but it'd be too late. I'd be too old for anyone to want. That hurt. But he was probably right. My 30th birthday had just passed and the 40's were on their way. I had a few gray hairs already. I'd spent so much energy trying not to die that I'd forgotten to live. Maybe it was time to change. I remember from high school algebra class that every equation has two separate sides that are opposite each other. Somehow I moved over to the other side and felt a switch click on in my brain. I'd get on my desktop computer and Google thongs like "how to get AIDS", "the joys of being HIV positive" and "Find local poz guys". I went through a lot of links and learned terms like 'bug-chaser', 'gift-give', 'breeding' and 'conversion'. I saw videos of skinny tattooed men fucking young, pretty studs with no condom. I read tons of stories about how much guys liked that they had been pozzed or about how they pozzed someone else. By the time I was 33, I was exploring this dark world nightly and getting painful boners. One of my favorite sites (now inactive) had photos, stories, essays and personal ads. The personal ads were split into two sections. The guys who wanted to be infected had ads under the caption "Please Give Me Your Gift, Sir" and the poz guys who wanted to infect negative men were under the caption "Accept My Gift, Buddy". Those four words were so fucking hot that just typing them now made me stiff. Unfortunately, there were no gift-givers in my general location. I checked night after night until a new one appeared that was from a giver right here in my town! The ad read: READY TO DIE? GWM, 38, 6'3, solid build, divorced. I've got the bug and want to give it to you. No-strings fucks only. Well of course I answered. I described myself and left my email address and phone number. And waited. On Saturday morning, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Yeah. You relied to my ad. Just called to say 'key'". "I'm so glad you did (was I really?). Great ad, by the way. I bet you had tons of replies." "Nope. Just you. That website is kind of obscure, but I also put it on some popular ones and you're still the only one who answered. One's all I needed, though. I need to give this gift to someone soon. " "Where are you?" "Well, since the divorce,I've been living in one of those motel rooms you rent by the week. It sucks, but I'm used to it now. I work as a bartender in a straight bar near the River district. I'll be there tonight but I won't be able to leave until 3 AM. Think you can come by and at least say 'hi'? The place is called "Beats". It might be busy or it might be dead. There's no telling." "I know where that is. I'll be there." "How will I know you? Wear something I'll recognize." "I'll be in jeans and a dark blue sweatshirt. My name is Will." "Cool. I'm Art. The other bartender is a chick -- so you'll know which one I am. Be there by 10, OK?" "See you then." click So there it was. I was further along into a quest that I never imagined I'd be on. It was still early, so I went back to bed. Sleep was impossible of course, but the possibilities and fantasies about what could happen put me into a waking trance of lust and a little fear. I took a long shower and shaved my face carefully. I'd managed to cut my chin several times with the razor. Nerves. I brushed my teeth way too vigorously because I remembered doing that caused bleeding of the gums and I wanted to expose tiny wounds in my mouth. I wanted all portals open to the gift. I got dressed and thought of putting on some cologne, but didn't. This wasn't a date I was going out to be fucked, not seduced. I was ready to die. By 9 PM, I couldn't take the waiting anymore. I left and made the short drive to where Art was waiting. "Beats" catered to young hetero people, but there were lots of more 'happening' clubs opening along the River District. I knew it wouldn't be crowded and it wasn't. I parked right up front and walked right in. Yep -- totally dead. The music wasn't even loud. I walked up to the bar and saw the lady bartender flirting with a punker-looking guy with tattoos and piercings. They were on the verge of a lip lock when I sat down. She seemed annoyed and asked me what I needed. "Um...is Art here?" "In the back. He'll be out in a minute." She resumed her conversation with the punker. Just then, a large guy walked in from the storage room. He looked so different than what I'd pictured. He was kind of cute in a goofy way. He was big and reminded me on a puppy whose paws were too big for its body. His expression was clear and open -- like he was waiting for a question. Nice. I liked him immediately. The girl waved her manicured hand in my direction. "You got a visitor here." He put down the crate of freshly-clean glasses and looked at me. "Will?" ""Hi, Art." "Hi!" He seemed to approve of my appearance. Possibly, a little surprised. He was every inch if 6'3" and wearing one of those long underwear shirts beneath a T-shirt. Manly, casual. He sure as hell wasn't dressed to impress, but I still was. Maybe he noticed the admiration in my eyes. "I'm taking my break now, Rima. Go see if anybody at the tables needs anything." She pouted a little and moved off to do a job she obviously hated. "Come sit down at the end of the bar. I'll get us a couple of shots." I moved down to where he was stacking glasses somewhere below where I could see. He dried his hands and came out to sit next to me. He seemed to bounce as he walked. He had a jumpiness I could relate to. He produced a few shot glasses filled with red liquid. "It's Hot Damn, 150 proof. Careful. Go slow." The punker left without leaving so much as a quarter tip. Poor Rima. She came back to the bar and got a rag to wipe up all the empty tables that people were leaving. It was getting desolate in here. "She's in a bad mood. The owner told us tonight that we're shutting down at the end of the month. I saw it coming. She didn't." "Just leave and find another shitty bar job. I've never been unemployed for more than a week," He got up, walked behind the bar and turned the music almost all the way down. He brought back two cold bottles of beers. "Let's go sit at a table." We sat at one in a dark corner. Nobody was left. "Let's drink up some free beer and then leave. I'm quitting now." SO we drank beer after beer and he talked out loud about what he had to do next. He'd call a few guys and probably start a new job by Monday. The light was low, but I could still see that open, inquisitive expression he had. I waited for a question. None came, so I asked one. "When did you get divorced?" "Oh God. It was over a year ago. She found out about how much fucking around I was doing. I'd given her a couple of disease, but not HIV. She was so pissed. I went to the clinic and found out I had the whole alphabet of STDS. " "Why did you cheat on her?" "Occupational hazard, I guess. Girls dig bartenders and I didn't resist any offers. Plus, my wife never loved me. We were trying to start a family, but she'd abort any baby I'd plant in her. I wanted a kid...and now I guess I'll never have one." "Why do you want to poz someone?" "Shit, Will. I was so drunk when I composed that ad. I was acting on pure impulse." "Oh." "Why the fuck do you want my poz seed?" I explained my strange journey here and he nodded, "You want a smoke? I need one.". He left, unlocked the cigarette vending machine and pulled out multiple packs of various brands. "Still want to let me do this to you?", he asked. I nodded as I opened the the second beer. "Well, I want to, Will." "Tonight?" "Why not? I'm ready to just walk out of here. My rented place is in The Dunham Inn right up the street. The building and hallways are a little scary, but my place is pretty nice and the locks are secure. I'll steal a bottle of something and we can go do it. Leave your car here and I'll bring you back in the morning. Ready?" I was. "I'm feeling weird now." "Why?" "I wasn't expecting anyone like you?" He paused. "I thought this was going to be a simple fuck...just me putting a load of death into some random dude's ass. I wanted no attachment -- just release and satisfaction. I thought it be no problem." "it's still no problem. I want to accept your gift. It would be an honor, Will." "OK. Good. Keep talking to me like that." Right then we arrived at his "motel". The building was as scary as promised. Blinking neon and assorted lowlifes hanging around outside. "Stick close to me. I'm big enough to scare most of them." His room was not so bad. A big bed and a TV that had been left on. He turned it off and starting stripping off his clothes. He flopped back on top of the bed in his jockey shorts. "Join me, Will." I got undressed and lied right next to him. "Keep talking like you were before." "I've told you everything. I want that lethal cock and that lethal load inside of me. Talk to me now." He pulled down his underwear and started stroking his big red dick. "This cock of mine is pure death. It will kill you and you have to promise me you really want it." I was out of talk. I got between his big thighs and started kissing his deadly organ. It got hard so fast. I grasped it at the base and studied it. It was pulsing with his heartbeat. It wasn't death. It was as alive as his heart or brain. Human and healthy. I kissed his balls which made him moan a little. I made slow work of worshipping his shaft. My sucking skills were untested, but I went for it. He arched his back and bucked back and forth into my mouth. He rolled over and pushed my legs apart with his hips. "We need to do this now." "I'm ready." "Are you" Are you really ready to die?" "DO IT!" He plunged into my hole. It was impossibly painful, but my hormones and adrenaline were cranked so high, that I didn't cry out or resist. He got it all the way in and let me get used to it. Then he pumped and found a pace he liked. He bucked faster and started mumbling. "I am giving you this shit in my body. It'll be your shit next. Our shit. Ohhhhh. I'm cumming!" And then this mission had complete. We both had what we wanted now. We fell asleep in each others' arms.

Below is a hot story that was posted on the old bugshare site. I remember shooting a few loads to it. It's about a poz man in his late 20's who rents a room from a family. This story has everything taboo from poz/neg, stealthing, bug-chasing, gift-giving, incest play. I just love it. ....................... I still live at home with my parents and my little sister. I’m David, I’m 21, Gay, with a 16cm cock. About a year ago, we rented out the extra room in our house to a guy in his late 20s, Michael. I'm not sure what he does, but he's hot, keeps himself very fit, works out at the gym a lot. He has his own room with a separate entrance via the balcony and as well as a bathroom for his use so we don't disturb him in his privacy. In spite of these precautions, after a few weeks Michael didn't feel so much like an intruder or tenant, but more like a buddy or some like a member of the family. He ate with us, hung out with us in the evenings We all got along very well. Since he was that close, he was off limits for me to hit on. That is, until a week this winter. In one of my regular horny bouts I went cruising some of the clubs for guys. Already quite hammered at one point I noticed Michael dancing on the dance floor openly making out with a hot young guy. They were all over each other. I never knew Michael was gay! But here he was, grabbing ass, kissing deeply to loud music. In my drunken state for some reason I did not keep quiet but slurred at Michael what he was doing there and why he was making out with some random kid when he could have had the kid down the hall, at which I cheekily pointed both thumbs my way. He didn't seem very surprised to see me there, but trying to talk to me seemed to bore the hell out of his companion. The boy left and Michael had me sit down somewhere quiet. Damn, he was hot. A bit sweaty already, his abs glistening, the light fuss on his chest looking very inviting through the wife beater he was wearing. I could see part of a tattoo on his shoulder, but not what it was. Damn, I love tattoos. Looking back, I think he was waiting for my buzz to go down, keeping me off drinks, sensing me more conscious, he finally made his move. Did I mean what I told him on the dance floor? Hell, did I?!? I didn't even answer but moved closer to kiss him. Without any hesitation he kissed me back, pushing his strong tongue against my lips to open up to him, pulling my head to his with his hands behind my back. I moved my hands to his chest, first massaging, then pinching his nipples. As I dropped one hand to his lap, he pulled me up and towards the exit. No word was spoken. Hand in hand we left. We practically ran for the car and left for home. Never mind my family might notice. They were asleep by then, anyway. As Michael had his own entrance via his balcony in the backyard, we thought it wise to enter there. In his room he almost ripped the clothes off my body. There I was, in the same house as my parents, naked in front of the man we shared our house with. I was hard, naturally. Michael kissed me again, touched my body everywhere, pinched my nipples, which I love, and without a warning went down on my dick. Again, no words were spoken. We were just too horny to form any sensible words anymore. And we knew what we wanted. Leaving my hard dick Michael pushed me down in front of him. Intuitively, I knew what he wanted me to do. I did. His jeans were opened and fell down his muscular legs and I was face to face with his hard, veiny cock. No pants, that's nice! It was a real beauty, about 18cm, the head glowing purple and glistening from pre-cum. Not wasting any time kissing, I took it deep into my mouth in one go. Delicious! The salty fragrance filled my mouth, my nose pushed against the trim bush of his pubes, his hands on my head setting a quick rhythm. I did not resist, why should I? I wanted the very same thing. I must have sucked his dick for about 15 minutes, coating it with my saliva, making it slick. Michael stepped out of his jeans completely and gestured me to get onto the bed. I lay down on my back as the strong man crawled closer. Still, no words were exchanged, no word of status nor condoms. He just kissed me deeply once more and put his hard cock to my waiting hole. Damn, he was teasing me with it, moving it around my manhole, putting it to the opening, but never quite pushing in. I couldn't take it anymore and as he moved to the opening again, I pushed down a bit against the tip of his cock, The head slowly pushing my love-channel open. I moaned. Right then, he knew I was in and that's when he pushed forward. Slowly, sensually, he pushed his whole cock into my excited body, getting into a slow but steady rhythm, making sure we both got a lot out of this. This was more than a quick fuck, it was intimate and intense. I kept touching his body, my hands under the front of his wife beater, feeling up his muscular chest. Damn, this man was one hot piece of work. My legs in the air, me on top of him, him fucking me from behind. I could feel my stretched hole and his hard cock moving in and out, fucking me deeply, steadily, skin on skin. At one point when I was on my back again, he started a quicker beat, and I pushed back in time to show him I was along for the same end. He grabbed onto my shoulders pushing me down on the length of his dick, ever deeper. The silence was broken: "David, I will cum inside of you." I could only moan, completely unable to express anything in a sensible sentence. "Take my cum, David, you hot little slut boy." He moaned, I loved the intense expressions on his face as he released in my hole. I swear I could feel the cum flowing out. His hand moving closer to my own hard cock was enough to send me off, cum sprayed all over my belly and chest, he scooped it up and let it drip into my mouth slowly, his cock still in me. Only after five minutes did he roll off me. I snuggled into him and we slowly fell asleep. The next morning at some time between five and six, I woke up, remembering I should probably better go to my room. It was already light outside and a little light fell in through the shut windows. Michaels wife beater was all ruffled, baring the tattoo beneath: biohazard. That night I hardly slept at all. We must have returned home at some point between 2 and 3 in the morning, I couldn't have slept for more than an hour in his bed. Having seen his tattoo and knowing what it might mean, I was unable to fall asleep anymore. After throwing myself around in bed for quite some time, I switched on the TV to keep my mind from working at high speed. Did the tattoo mean what I thought it meant? Would he do that to me? It couldn't, he wouldn't. He probably just liked the design, or maybe he liked that horrible metal band. But then again, he is gay, he fucked me bare. What if he does that with anyone? How do I know that he doesn't slut around? How do I know that what we did was an exception? But, hell, it was really fantastic, wasn't it? Thinking back, condoms would have definitely destroyed the mood. Had I ever thought of them. I mean, we should have used them, they all tell us we should. But there is no way we would have. We were just too horny. But would I do it again? In my room a took my laptop to the bed, surfing for biohazard tattoos. Could Michael really be positive? Why didn't he tell me? Unconsciously, the pictures I clicked became skimpier and skimpier, and more and more of erotic matter. Damn, they do look hot, don't they? How many of these half naked, or rather: half erect, men are HIV positive? They sure did not look sick. Quite the opposite. They were hot. I'd them. Would I? Thinking about it, I realized in a way I already did. And Michael could keep up with the best of them. No, he didn't appear sick, either. He was positively healthy. If he managed to look like that, how much risk could I have taken? Even if he actually was positive, he seemed to get along alright. Over time I calmed down more and more, my hand on my dick having quite a part in my relaxation. Horny as I was, I knew I'd do him again. Any way he wanted. There was no way I'd turn down such a hot fucker literally down the hall. So there I was, horny, Fuck, I needed to get some. And I know where to get it. Just five minutes later I lightly knocked at Michael's door... It only took Michael 3 seconds to get to the door and open it. The door wasn't even opened by the time I had my tongue in Michaels mouth. I pushed myself into the room, Michael in front of me having to walk backwards, shutting the door with my foot. Michael didn't put up any resistance, at a quick glance I could tell he was in the mood. There was porn on the TV and lube on his nightstand. Seems he expected a solo night and got something better. I didn't need long to have my hands down his pants and slowly stroke his beautiful dick. It was already hard to begin with, so all I did was taking over the jerking. Stopping kissing for a moment I looked down to see a drop of pre cum forming on the head, looking delicious. So I slowly kissed down Michaels body, taking off his wife beater in the process, pulling down his pants, to eventually land my tongue on the ever-growing drop on his dick head. It tasted fantastic. I knew right then that I wouldn't stop before I got a whole lot more of his tasty dick secretions. Like a starving man I took his cock into my mouth, twirling my tongue around his shaft, licking his balls, worshiping his manhood. All this time Michael was completely silent. First surprised by my sudden appearance, then taken aback by my attack on his body, then fascinated by my horniness and will to pleasure him. But then he broke the silence, "I knew you'd come back, you slut!" I could only answer by trying to get more of his manhood down my throat. He helped me by putting his hands onto my head and pushing me down on himself, forcing more and more of his dick into me, choking me. I loved it. I loved the taste in my mouth, the steady stream of pre cum from his slit. I loved his forceful side taking over. I loved being on my knees in front of the man who shared the house with me and my family. I loved the little bit of doubt in the back of my head, the thoughts and fears of the morning pushed back into the furthest alleys of my conscience by reckless horniness. At that very moment I was all horniness, but there was this feeling of taboo, of crossing a line as well. Tears were forming in my eyes from being choked. Michael must have known my slight discomfort, as he forcefully pulled me of his cock and towards the bed. I was still fully dressed, so Michael almost ripped my jacket and shirt of me. As he started pulling on my shoes I quickly loosened my pants, allowing Michael to quickly tear them down my legs. In no time he was on top of me, kissing me deeply, our tongues wrestling, our cocks rubbing against each other. His hand found my dick with a soft tickle. The tickling concentrated on my balls, moving upward toward the head, then turned into jerking. I was hard as a rock and my hips started a rhythm pushing my dick into his fist. He hardly had to even move his hand. Separating our lips, Michael slowly kissed down my body. Starting with soft, sensual kisses on my neck, toward my chest, sucking on my hardening nipples. There he remained for some time, enjoying the feel of my nipples on his tongue and teeth, me enjoying his tongue and teeth on my nipples. At the same time, he kept his hand at my cock, my hips still moving in their ancient evolutionary rhythm. Eventually he kissed further down, taking some time at my belly button, then kissing inward in my hips, first left, then right, teasing me. Slow kisses from the sides toward my cock, never quite arriving. He took one hand to my ass, first slapping it in a harsh contrast to the soft touches of his lips in the front. Then he put a finger to my hole. Just as he slipped it in, his mouth found my cock. As his lips touched my dick head, a finger slid into me from behind. I was ecstatic, I moaned, I didn't know which way my hips should move: forward into his mouth or backward into his finger. Instinct knew what to do: both. I pushed my ass back unto his fingers then jerked forward into his mouth. The same rhythm I was in before, only more intense by being penetrated and penetrating. Michael slipped his fingers out of me to get some lube on them. His face was still on my cock, and has his hands reached for the lube I knew what he wanted to do and handed it to him. His mouth didn't even need to leave my cock and he didn't need to speak a word. Horny minds think alike. His lubed fingers got even deeper into my hole, opening it, more fingers sliding in, two, three. In the front, Michael was chewing on my balls by now, licking of the pre cum from my dick head once in a while. Then he pulled his fingers out of me turned around and put his cock to my mouth, never lifting his mouth from my crotch. I loved it. The feeling of my cock in his mouth while having his in mine. But Michael quickly tired of 69ing, threw himself around and pulled me on top of him. His hands pushed my down on his body until my ass was hovering above his hard dick. Even without his demanding hands I would have backed up onto his dick. The moment when the wet head slowly pushed my hole open was intense. I moaned out loud (in the back of my mind a voice tried to remind me of my parents down the hall and to keep the noise down). As he entered me ever deeper, Michael pulled my lips to his. The kiss went on until all of his dick was embedded into my hole. I started to move up and down on it and enjoyed the feeling of fullness and fulfillment. But Michael stopped me mid-movement. He held me up in the air, then pushing his crotch upward and fucking into me from below. Even working against gravity Michaels was fucking me with intense force, pushing all of his cock into me each time. He kept it up for an impressive time, but eventually he pushed me onto my hands and knees and fucked me from behind. From this position I could see myself in a mirror on the wall. And more importantly I could see Michael fucking me, his face contorted in lust. He noticed too and looked deeply into my eyes while giving me the fuck of my life. I moved my hand to my cock, but he slapped my hand away. He wouldn't have it. So he had me get on my back, with my head hanging down the edge of the bed, toward the mirror. His hand found my cock, his cock found my hole and he fucked and jerked us closer and closer to climax. "Do you want it?", he asked. "Yeah", I grunted. "I will fuck my load into you, are you close?" "Ugh", I felt my orgasm approaching. My body must have jerked, as Michael senses I was cumming. He sped up his fucking and just as cum started squirting from my dick I could see his face get red and through his clenched teeth he grunted: "Here comes Johnny!" There we lay in the afterglow. The passion and lust turning from aggressiveness to more tender hugs. With the worst of my horniness gone, the fog of lust gone, a question found its way from the back of my mind to my mouth: "Michael, you are positive, aren't you?" Kissing my brow, Michael breathed a shallow: "Yes." So there I was, poz cum in my hole, the second load in two days. Michael kissed me and hugged me tight, so any thoughts of getting to the bathroom and cleaning it out quickly vanished. And I had taken another one without getting it out again anyway. It seemed the deed was done. Thing was, I wasn't all that bothered. Right there, at that moment in Michaels arms it felt right. His body was warm, hot even, and out kisses started gaining passion again. "So, do you mind?" Michael asked. All I could answer was "I'm not sure. Yet." His hand found my cock at full attention again. "I know at least part of you doesn't." His hand moved up and down on my betraying dick. In a sudden, his mouth was around it. I know what being hungry for cock feels like, but I was still surprised at the vigor of this blow job. His fingers crawled to my hole while his mouth was filled with my dick. They found my slick hole ready for entry. In no time two fingers entered me and pushed in and out, opening my hole once again. He used both hands to pull at my hole, stretching it, then putt three fingers in and rubbed my insides raw. He had me. "Up for another go?" He didn't even wait for my answer. Nor did he need to. I fell forward into a nice doggy position, my ass up in the air, ready for the taking. Michael was already halfway inside of me when I said "Go for it!" Was I fucking crazy? He had just told me he had HIV and I welcomed him into again, bareback no less? The passion and lust of that moment is hard to explain. I guess part of me figured that the deed was done and one more load wouldn't matter. The other half was either giving a damn or getting off on the doubts and risk. Not that I really could think clearly with Michael in me. The more he got into me, the less I cared and the hornier I got. I caught myself moaning, then noticing that it wasn't really moaning, it was rhythmic chant, a mantra, if you will, "Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me." and so on. Michael did. Slow deep strokes. Hard strokes. Then half a minute of really fast hard fucking. Slapping my butt. Then repeat. It drove me wild with lust. He hard dick hit my prostate again and again, bringing me close to cumming. Michael sensed and slowed down, stretching out our lovemaking (was it lovemaking?). Eventually, Michael was at the point where he wanted us to cum. So he worked my prostate again with hard strokes, fucking the cum out of it. Just as I was in the process of cumming, Michael moaned: "Are you ready to get some more of my poz cum?" "Ugh" "Are you ready to get pozzed?" "Fuck me." "Are you?" "Yes! Fuck me! Poz me! Fuck me! YES!" It was the passion speaking, I was far gone. The orgasm was mine, though. It was intense. In the mirror I could once again see Michael tense up, and as he grabbed my butt and plowed deep into me, cumming he shouted "Take my poz cum, David!". I hoped my parents hadn't heard. I woke up several hours later, with two poz loads still in my hole. Michael was beside me on sleeping face down. The biohazard tattoo was now in clear view. It was beautiful, deep black with a blood red lining. I traced its lines as I thought about its meaning. Michael must have felt, as he started moaning softly. I couldn't see whether his eyes were open but I didn't stop touching his beautiful back. First I gave him a light massage, but moved my head closer to get his sexy fragrance. I was close to his tattoo when I sensed him definitely waking up. So I started kissing his back, more specifically, the tattoo. Just as I had retraced the lines with my fingers I now retraced it with kisses and my tongue. It was like acknowledging what we had done and that I loved it. He knew and asked: "You like my tattoo, don't you?" "It's really well done - and it's hot." "One of these days you may want one of your own. You definitely deserve one." I had to let those words sink in. "You know that I'm neg right?" "I wouldn't be too sure about that now. And the way you're picking up guys and taking them raw..." "Did you know my status?" "I guessed it from your reaction yesterday, but who am I to ask? If someone is up for fucking, that's that. Don't ask, don't tell. But I'm glad you came back." He was right. I made choices, once drunk, Twice super-horny. But nevertheless I chose every time to have sex with him. And the last two times could not be excused with ignorance. I knew it and I chose it. It was still quite a shock to admit to it. My mouth was still on his tattoo. I couldn't stop adoring it. "When did you get it, Michael?" "The tattoo or the bug?" "Both, I guess" "The tattoo about two years ago, the bug about 4." "How did you get HIV?" "Like this, from sex. I knew what I was doing, knew the risk and knew the pleasure. So I was okay with the diagnosis." "Do you know who gave it to you?" "No. See, I fucked around a lot back then, and still do. I was at gang bangs every other weekend and gave my ass up for everyone who was there quite a few times. Not mentioning all the poz or pozcum-filled asses I've fucked myself." "You if you hadn't hooked up with me, you'd have taken that boy home?" "Him, some other one, there is always someone for a versatile guy" "You mean for a hot versatile guy as you are." "Thanks, David. But you see, you proved my point. And you enjoyed it, judging from your coming back." "I did. So do you still go to gang bangs?" "Once in a while. You meet interesting people there." I didn't understand then what he meant. "All bare?" "Sure enough. I'd hate wasting all that cum. You're quite intrigued by it, aren't you? Have you ever been in a gang bang?" "No. I once made out with two guys, kissing, groping, but nothing more. It was hot though." He turned around and stroked my half-erect cock. "So, would you like to change that and actually have a threesome?" "Only with people I could trust....but I might know a guy up for it." I knew James thought Michael was hot. I knew James would be horny enough to be up for it (as long as he didn't cum). But James didn't know about Michael's status, I had never told him. Should I? Would he mind? Michael had his mouth on my cock again by then. His saliva was all over it. Suddenly he asked me to lie down on my back. My dick was rock hard and was sticking up. Michael gave it a few more sucks and spat on it. Then he sat down on it. To see the guy who lived with my family moving his hole down my raw hard cock, to see his passionate expressions as he did was super hot. He loved getting fucked just as much as fucking. My hands were on his tight ass in no time, his mouth and mine locked in a kiss. He did all the work, taking my dick as deep as it got, moving in a heavy rhythm. I knew the difference between safe and bare fucking, having done both, but at that moment I understood why people would do nothing else then raw, natural sex. At that moment I knew why people took so much risk just for feeling skin on skin. And I understood it even better just a few seconds later, when I filled Michael with a load of cum. The next afternoon I didn't have much to do, so I walked over to James' house. I was both horny and nervous. James sensed something was up right away. I guess it was the sex, he has this eery sex-detector going. So I told him. I told him about spending another night with Michael, about switching positions and how much I enjoyed being with him, how hot he makes me and how uninhibited I tend to be with him. And I told him about being found out by my sister. That really got his attention. He'd always had the hots for her and he made me tell him everything about the conversation. I wanted to leave things out, but he kind of managed to fill the blank spots. He was intrigued. He wouldn't let go of the topic, and in an attempt at changing it I spurted out "Michael asked me about threesomes." "What?" "He asked me whether I ever had one or ever thought about having one?" "So...did you?" "Nope, but I kinda like the idea." "Well, I did and it's hust as hot as you think." "You did? Why did you never tell me? I never thought there was a guy open to that, let alone two." "Sure I did. It's intense! You can suck one and fuck one. Or you are in someone and someone's in you. You should try it, nudge, nudge." "Are you saying this to get to fuck Michael?" "Ha. You really know me, dude." "Jackass!" I liked the idea, though. I know both of them, I've had sex with both of them. There probably is no better way of starting with group fun than this. I know Michael'd be game, James is already up for it, but there were still doubts in my mind. Me fucking Michael is alright, but would I be ok with James doing it as well? On the other hand: Michael already told me he was fucking with lots of guys. So why was I even jealous? But there was another thing: would I tell James about the risks? I didn't. I thought about it, but felt it's not ok to expose Michael without him knowing. And at that point it wasn't as if it was really about to happen. Unfortunately, nothing happened for a few days. No sex with Michael and no sex with James. On friday, I told my family (and Michael) I was going to stay at James'. Michael knew that I was considering James as the third guy. At James' we were set up with booze, video games and porn, to be consumed in that order. The booze seriously hampered our success at the games, but we reveled in the chance of safe drunk-driving at GTA. It got boring soon, though, and we dropped our clothes and put in some nice bisexual porn, bareback of course. Commenting on the girl's tits, the guys' cocks and jacking our dicks furiously, we got extra-horny. Just as I was about to go down on James the doorbell rang. James threw on some pants and returned with Michael just a minute later. I couldn't even stop the porn on the screen. There was a big on James' face. I knew what he was thinking. And Michael was catching up fast. "So that's what you boys have been up to..." He said. "Would you mind if I joined?" James stared at me, looking for a sign of approval and he found it when my mouth twitched, forming a smile. Wasting no time, he span around to Michael and dropped to his knees, hands on Michael's crotch. Michael: "My, you are a needy one, aren't you?" Then he looked right at me and grinned as James started massaging his dick through his jeans. You could see the outlines of his fleshy tool through the clothing. Even more, when James began kissing the hardness from root to head, leaving trails of saliva all over the crotch of Michael's jeans. He slowly pulled down the zipper and unbuttoned the jeans. Michael's dick sprang from the dropping pants, no underwear, nothing left between a hard cock and James' hungry mouth. At this point I lost all interest in the porn on the TV, all my attention was focussed on my best friend giving my lover (?) a blow job. And I knew how good James' blow jobs can be if he's really into it. He loves his tongue swirling around a hard cock, licking it from bottom to top and down again, slowly tracing the dick-head, or chewing on the balls. But what he really craves is pre cum and cum. He is crazy for it, the taste makes his blow jobs more and more intense and aggressive, when in the end he is switching between deep throating and sloppy licking all over the recipient's dick. So after James worked some pre cum out of Michael's cock, his cycle started: deeper and deeper the cock went in his mouth, more and more saliva was thickly coating it, and his tongue was licking out saliva and pre cum, making him ever hornier. Michael loved it. He didn't even bother to move his hands to James head, he just stood there, legs wide apart, and enjoyed. The sight got me horny, my hand found its way to my dick, but it wasn't enough. I stood up to stand next to Michael, leaning in for a kiss. While Michael and I were kissing deeply, James moved over to my cock, licking up the pre cum already glistening on its head. For a few minutes he switched back and forth, sucking Michael and sucking me, but it wasn't enough. He wanted us both. So he pulled at both our cocks so they were touching and slowly slid his lips over both our dick heads. I've never felt such a thing, Michael's cock next to mine in the confines of James' mouth while his tongue swirled around all the time. I loved it! Michael's hands were all over me by then and we were still kissing deeply. I knew this night was going to be good and would more than make up for the last few days. But I didn't want to cum yet. I pushed Michael down on the couch and pulled off his jeans. Now both James and I were sucking on Michaels cock and kissed each other around it. Then I turned to James' rear and pulled his pants down as well. My hands touched his already hard dick while I started rimming his fuck hole. It was twitching already, a clear sign James was super horny. I pushed my tongue deeper into him, and put a finger in as well. I was opening him up. But Michael had a different idea. He stood up, his white t-shirt still on, and left James head on the couch without anything to suck on, and stood behind me. Without much ado, Michael put his cock to my ass and pushed it in, the only lubricant being James' saliva. It hurt at first, but he knew how to make the pain really pleasurable. Soon, his whole shaft was inside of me, then pulled out all the way and rammed back in. I could only moan into James' ass. Apparently he appreciated the vibration of my moans, as he pushed back on my face. I wanted more. Like a dog I slowly crawled onto James, Michael following me, never missing a beat, and slowly pushed into James' saliva-lubricated hole. I was sandwiched between two hot bodies, one fucking me deeply, one being fucked by me. Fuck, it was good! Michael grabbed onto James hips and enforced a rhythm on all of us, pushing me even deeper into James' willing fuck hole. Michael's dick head hit my prostate from behind, driving me ever closer to orgasm, with no way of slowing down, he kept pushing me back onto him by pushing James onto my cock. I felt the cum boiling up in my balls, let out a moan and came deep into James. For a while, Michael continued the action, but I needed a break. So we broke it off, James quickly turned around to clean my cock and get some of the cum still leaking from it and Michael pulled out of me, his cock still hard. James was already looking at it hungrily. "Do you want it?" Michael asked him. James I sat down on the couch to catch my breath, ames jumped forward, swallowing Michael's dick whole. Coated with my ass juices and now my saliva, Michael's poz fuck stick disappeared into my friends face. This time Michael was more active and aggressive. He grabbed James' head and held him down on his cock, choking him - James didn't mind. Then Michael just held James in place and really fucked his face in the same rhythm in which he fucked my ass just a minute before. James cock was still hard, he enjoyed being used this way. After fucking his face for a while, Michael pulled out and slapped James' face with his dick, saliva and his poz pre cum leaving traces on it. When Michael forced him to turn around, pushed his head into my crotch and his own tongue up James' butt hole, James gave up all control and just let the pleasure happen. My dick was still soft, but James knew what he had to do. While Michael was sucking his man cunt, he began licking at my balls, then my shaft. I knew it would take a little longer, but the blow job would eventually get me hard again. Meanwhile, Michael pushed two fingers up James hole, fingering out some of the cum I deposited in there. He looked at the both of us and put his cum coated fingers to James' mouth. James licked them clean immediately, sucking the fingers in deeper. Michael wanked his cock with his other hand, smearing his pre cum all over it. I knew where this was heading and I didn't stop it. It was just too hot, too enticing. It was like a hot porno played out by two friends right in front of your face. Only, you could take part in it. I looked at James, who was visibly preparing for penetration and then looked at Michael. He looked me deep in the eyes as he slowly put his poz-precum covered dick to James' hole. It was twitching, waiting for its well-deserved cock. Michael grinned evilly as his dick head entered the well-fucked hole. James moaned as the poz cock filled his hungry body. He pushed back onto Michael, wanting him all inside of him. His eyes were closed, but Michael's eyes were staring at me like he was saying: "See what I'm doing? I'm poz-fucking your best friend. Bareback!" By this time I was hard again. Whether it was the hot sex going on in front of me, the secret I still kept from my best friend, or his hungry mouths action on my cock - I don't know. All I know that I was fucking horny and took initiative. Just as Michael had done, I slapped my cock on James' face or rubbed it all over it. More trails of pre cum were left on his face, so I leaned forward and licked his face all over. James meanwhile was moaning, completely oblivious to what I was doing. Michael was fucking into him hard, pulling all the way out and fucking it all the way in again, straining James' sphincter and fuck chute. Only when I kissed James on his mouth, he snapped out of it, opened his eyes and kissed me back instantly. His hand flashed to my dick and began wanking it. I could see the ecstasy in his eyes. When he felt pre cum leaking from my slit, James immediately put his mouth on it to get the taste. This left me laying back on the couch, looking at Michael's rhythmic fucking. His eyes were closed by now as he concentrated on the pleasure of his sloppy second on James' hole. At times, he was stopping deep in James, not moving a bit, so he wouldn't cum, holding out as long as he could. As that happened I thought I could see some slight movement of his shaft, as if he was so close to orgasm that more pre cum or even bits of cum were flowing through it. The thought of how James' insides by now were coated with my cum and Michael's pre cum was driving me wild, though I cannot tell whether in a good or a bad way (or whether the two were actually the same). Remembering how hot the sandwich fuck was, moved behind Michael and started licking his hole. He surprised me by pulling out of James all the way and pushing into my mouth. I licked of my own cum, the ass juiced and Michael's pre cum, covering it in turn with my saliva, so he could push it back into James. As he did that I fingered his hole and spread it. When I knew he was ready I lined up my dick and slowly slid in. Michael held still for a moment. When I was in all the way, I held onto James' hips the way Michael did before and fucked them both. Michael twitched up and down my cock and at the same time fucked deep into James. And I controlled it all. When I felt Michael getting close, though, I'd stop moving, not rushing things, of not wanting to actually have him cum in James. I still felt Michael's body contracting, though, which was very hot. I kissed Michael's neck and whispered words of appreciation into his ear. I really liked the guy and I enjoyed even sharing him. My jealousy was gone and its place was taken over by a stronger feeling of closeness. Fucking like this for a while brought us all closer and closer to orgasm. I tried to gauge James' pleasure and not let him cum to early, knowing that that would effectively end the night. But I also needed to concentrate on Michael. When I eventually sensed James getting to close, I had us stop. Michael had to slowly pull out, as I pulled out of him. James was still extremely horny and immediately began sucking on my dick, licking off the taste of Michael's poz hole. He wanked Michael at the same time and then sucked us in turns. He was like a bitch in heat, like a dirty whore. I spat into his face and told him to sit down on my dick. So I sat on the couch as James' ass hovered above me. Facing me, he slowly took all of my shaft in. Michael soon had his cock between both our mouths again. So while I was fucking James, or rather James was fucking himself on my cock, both of us licked and sucked Michael. He slapped his dick in both our faces and let some salive drop onto us once in a while. There appeared a grin on his face, he took a step back and stood behind James. Then I felt his fingers on my cock. Rather: I felt them along my cock in James' hole. He was fingering James while I was fucking him! Then I felt his tongue on my balls, licking up to James' cunt, applying more and more saliva, pushing it in with his fingers. James was going crazy. Suddenly, I felt neither Michael's tongue nor his fingers, but soon after I felt something big against my dick, and pushing into James alongside of me. Fuck, Michael wants to double-fuck James! It didn't quite work, though, James was tightening up and Michael couldn't get in. Michael left the room for a second and returned with a bottle in hand. He held it to James' nose and said "Inhale deeply, bitch!". As James did just that, I felt him relax. At that moment, Michael pushed his cock against James ass again. This time he managed to get it in. I felt him slowly sliding up against me, the already tight ass accommodating both our cocks. We were packed tight! It was amazing! I looked at James, who's eyes were glassy, part tears, part ecstasy. Michael kept feeding him poppers, which, as I kissed James, also effected me a bit. All I could think about was fucking the tight hole being fucked by Michael. I could hear Michael moaning out "Take it, you dirty little bitch! Do you like that? Do you like getting double fucked? Do you like our bare cocks in your overpacked tight hole?" James could only moan his approval. Michael kept going on "You will get it. You will get both our cum deep inside that nasty hole of yours." James was twitching around us: he wanted it. The tightness, the twitching, the talk got us ever closer to climax. I sensed the signs of it in James and this time I wouldn't stop, even if I could. Michael sensed it, too, and fucked him with even more fervor. His cock rubbing against mine and James' motion on my cock pulled me with them. Michael spat out once more: "Take it, James, take my cum." As I felt Michael cum right next to me, covering my cock and James' insides with his poz cum, James and I couldn't hold back. I came inside of him as well, mixing my cum with Michael's poz load. James was fucked out. He could hardly talk and quickly fell asleep. Michael and I relaxed watching porn, also not talking for a while. Soon Michael's hand was on his cock, which got hard immediately. I quickly followed suit so were both stroking out cocks watching three guys doing it bare. Two of the men had biohazard tattoos and they were topping a young looking twink. James was still passed out, but Michael and I were looking at each other hungrily. Soon my head was between Michael's thighs and I was giving him a sloppy blow job. I could still taste cum on it, but also something else. A tinny flavor. Blood. We must have ripped James pretty good, looking at his hole, I could see the cum leaking out was slightly pink. For some reason this made me even hotter for Michael's cock. I deep throated him, sucked on his balls, spat on the shaft until the taste was completely gone. Then he drew me in for a deep kiss. Our tongues were all over each other, our hands on each others cocks and asses. Michael nibbled on my ear and then whispered: "Did you enjoy stealthing your best friend? 'Cause I sure did." Stealthing? So that's what we did? Michael continued whispering: "I'm sure it's going to take, we tore him up good." His cock got even harder as he spoke his dirty mind. Small pangs of bad conscience troubled me, but every time I thought about how I probably helped infecting my best friend with a deadly disease, Michael's hand and mouth made me feel so very good. It didn't take long for the guilt to be associated with the pleasure. The wrongness suddenly seemed so hot, so right. Thinking about how both our cocks had stretched James and opened him up for Michael's charged load made me even hornier. Michael noticed: "I see you did enjoy it. Once you yourself have the gift, you will know how hot it really is." For a moment I thought what a dirty fuck Michael was. First he picked me up at a club and even though he was practically family fucked me bareback with his infected dick. Then he made me accomplice in infecting my best friend. And now he was putting these thoughts into my brain. I should have been appalled, I should have been angry. But I was really just bloody horny. Soon I was turned over on the couch, Michael above me fucking his cock into my hole. This naughty, fucked-up man was playing me like a fiddle. While pushing all the right buttons, Michael kept whispering and moaning about stealthing and gifting and how I was a good apprentice. He really rammed into me as he panted "Do you think it will take? Do you think we pozzed him yet? Want to make sure?" He pulled out, walked over to James and stuck his dick in. "I'm going to make sure he gets it." This was so fucked up. This was so hot! I should have stopped him. I should have woken James up. Instead I leaned back, stroked myself and enjoyed the show. James was way out of it. Michael was giving him a good treatment, fucking in all the way, pushing in fast and forceful, trying hard to rip him up even more. But James did not wake up. At one point I wanted in as well, pushed Michael to the side and stuck my dick in. I emulated Michael's moves, fucking James just as hard and aggressively. Here I was getting sloppy seconds to Michael and myself, our mixed cum as lubricant around my hard dick. I could already see some specks of blood on it. I blew. Michael immediately took my place. His muscles flexing, he fucked and fucked him, pushing out cum deeper and deeper into James's channel. "Fuck, he so going to get it. We made sure of that. You made sure of that, David!" He worked up his lust, worked himself to another orgasm. I noticed the tell-tale signs of it approaching, and we looked into each others eyes as another load of his charged cum spewed into James torn up body. "Does James have any toys?" Michael panted a little out of breath. I picked his dildos and his butt-plug and handed them to Michael without a word. I only thought "Was is he going to do now?" The answer was following quickly as Michael stuck James' biggest dildo in. "We going to make sure it's in there deep and stays in there for some time. We don't want leakage." When he was done pushing the cum in deeper, he took the butt-plug and sealed James' hole. I wondered how James could sleep through all of this.

Thanks for the great chapter losolent! I always look forward to your writings!

SO hot I hope there is more

ABSOLUTE PERFECTION😈

Well that was a hot Nick and Alex chapter

Fuck yeah this is amazing!! I wish my partners would turn out this supportive if I told them I was a bugchaser

More, please. You're the best!

I LOVE being in a jock strap, harness and collar. Sometimes socks too, if they're my Breedwell socks....and if they get wet with some piss! Love a jock strap framing my ass up for any dick to go right into and a harness to give the top something to grab onto so he can deep fuck my eager faggot hole as hard as he needs in order to cum in me.

Yellow jock strap if anything at all. I want tops to know my ass is the focus but I will also take their piss

I am more totally Naked so that top can have access to every thing , so all parts are used

I second this

I had a repeat performance with this same trucker just last night. I was running late getting home and stopped at the very same stop. This time I just parked and went into the common eating area and he saw me almost immediately. He came over acting all coy like "hey buddy long time no see" in front of his trucker buddies. He gathered up his meal and we moved to a more intimate, private area to talk and he revealed that he was just starting a text to me when I walked in. Sure enough it was there on his phone - my name and number and a short note he'd started to compose. So he finished up eating and we just acted very casual, then headed out toward his rig. He stopped me before we got too far and asked if I had brought any "change of clothes" and if I'd used any of what he'd given me to buy something special for him to see me in. Well I had - on both counts - so we went back a bit toward my car and I got into my trunk to get my travel bag with the items in it I'd bought. We walked casually back to his rig and he let me slip into the sleeper area and change into what I had gotten - a sexy knee-length satin nightgown, matching black lace top stockings and a little pair of satin panties. I slipped on my CFM heels and showed him his outfit. He immediately began to grope and caress me and things got so hot. We barely even noticed he'd forgotten to start his rig to warm the cab because of how hot we were getting one another. Two hours later and 3 fucks later I was changing back into my street clothes and kissing him goodbye. He left two loads deep inside me and his 3rd, a very small one, he left on my lips that we shared in a kiss as he made me cum with his hand one last time. This time he told me when he thinks he's heading back into the Napoleon area and told me to prepare another outfit. So now tomorrow I have some more shopping to do. The photo is the heels and stockings he got to see and fuck me in.

Thank you guys for your opinion. I appreciate it. Today my Bf and me talked again about this. I asked him for this. I came to the conclusion, that, if he wants to do it, he has my permission. So he will stop taking his meds. Our sex will be the same as before. Nothing special just that he will give me his poz seed and convert me maybe in the next 6 month.

Ok guys, here's the next chapter. I'm working on the next couple so they should be posted soon. I'm not done with Colt and Austin yet, more fun to cum. Thanks to everyone who enjoys my stories, and I'll work the other ones too. You know what they say, good things come to those who wait. Kinda like orgasm denial, lol. Part 16 True to my word, I kept the cage on Colt all week, fucking his pussy twice a night and not letting him cum. He was horny beyond belief and constantly begged for it to be removed. I loved it. I loved controlling him. I would send him texts all day telling him what a nasty little cock whore he was. Telling him how I was going to ram his hot little pussy like the cumdump it was. I would make him send me texts back telling me what a pathetic fag he was, and how desperate he was for my cum. Thursday rolled around and we layed snuggled in his bed, a fresh load of my cum deep inside him, plugged so it wouldn't leak out. We we're sharing the bong when we heard his father Chet come home. Well, stumble home was more like it. A couple of Thursdays a month Chet would go drinking with his buddies. Almost everytime he would get totally wasted. He certainly was as we heard him crashing around, trying unsuccessfully to be quiet. Eventually, we heard no more noise and I knew Chet was passed out on the couch. Colt's mom, Anna, didn't mind her husband going out drinking, after all he worked hard and was a good husband, but she refused to let him in her bed when he was drunk, so he always slept on the couch. Now Chet was one of those dead to the world drunks. Once he passed out, an act of God couldn't arouse him. This of course gave me a nasty idea. "I need to get some water." I said as I jumped out of the bed, returning a couple minutes later. I motioned for Colt to follow me as I grabbed my phone, which he did with a confused expression on his face. I guided him to the living room where his dad was splayed out on couch. Chet had managed to get his shoes off and his jeans half off, leaving him there in his boxers and tee-shirt, snoring like a lumberjack. At least I knew where Colt got it from. I also knew where Colt got everything else from too. Chet was a fucking stud and Colt was his carbon copy. Same curly brown hair, same green eyes, same nose, same everything. The only difference was Chet wasn't quite as large as Colt. Maybe two inches shorter but still fucking built. And hairy. Hopefully Colt will be as hairy as his dad one day. The only thing I wasn't sure about was his cock. I fished in his open boxers and pulled out his limp dick. Even lying there, it pretty much looked like Colt's. "What the fuck are you doing?" Colt whispered. I walked up to his ear and whispered back, "I wanna see just how much of a cock whore you really are. I wanna see you suck your dad." "No way!" He whispered back. "What if he wakes up?" I walked to Chet's head and shook his shoulder while I practically yelled in his ear, "Wake up Chet! Wake up!" He just grunted and continued snoring. "See, nothing could wake him up right now." "I don't know...." Colt said, hesitantly. I just grabbed the back of his head and jerked it back as I grabbed his balls and squeezed hard. Colt let out a gasp. "You'll do what I fuckin say you worthless faggot." I snarled at him. "Now get down there and suck your father's cock!" I ordered him. Colt sank slowly to his knees without another word and crawled over to his passed out dad. I could hear him breathing shallowly from nerves as his trembling hand slowly reached for his father's dick. He looked at me one more time and I snapped my fingers, pointing to the cock in his hand. Colt opened his mouth and gingerly placed Chet's cock into it while watching his face for signs of reaction. Chet just continued snoring. I started filming as Colt began to actually suck his dad's cock, and much to my delight, it quickly grew hard and soon reached it's full hardness. It wasn't as big as Colt's, but it was still impressive and I'm sure more than satisfied his mom, as was evidenced from the frequent fucking we would hear from their bedroom. I stared in wonder as Colt really began to give his old man a stellar blow job, deep throating his cock and using his talented throat muscles to massage the big throbbing tool. Chet just continued to snore with the occasional grunt and light moan, oblivious to the fact that his own flesh and blood was providing him pleasure. He was probably dreaming of some big tittied ho going to town on him. Well, it was a ho, just a different type of one. My cock was hard as a rock as I watched this obscene display before me as Colt proved he was the ultimate filthy cock hound, slobbering all over his dad's big cock. I couldn't resist as I knelt behind him and pulled out the plug. I lined up my cock with his hole. His loose cunt just swallowed me up as Colt threw his head back and groaned. Then he looked at me over his shoulder, his mouth open, tongue hanging out, panting like a bitch in heat. I saw that crazed look of uncontrollable lust in his eyes as he snorted like a pig before diving back down on Chet's cock. I grabbed his hair and started pounding his face into Chet's crotch as I pounded my cock into his other cumhole, beyond caring if Chet woke up or not. If he did, he'd learn what a complete and total faggot his baby boy was. Luckily, Chet just stayed in his drunken stupor as his son basically raped him. "Fuck yea, you fuckin whore!" I egged Colt on as I continued to film. "Suck your daddy's cock you filthy pig!" I demanded as I pounded him hard. "You're so dirty, you're gonna make me cum bitch!" I practically shouted. I forced Colt all they way down his dad's dick and held him there as I pumped my load deep in his guts. I held him there, not letting him up for air until he started gagging. His ass muscles clenched my cock as he wretched, squeezing the last bit of cum out. I pulled out and pulled him off his daddy's cock. Spit ran out of his mouth and down his chin. I got the camera close to his face. "Jerk him faggot." I ordered him. "Make your dad cum. And look into the camera as you do it! I want you to see exactly what a low down, disgusting, dirty cum slut you are! That's it bitch. Jerk him off, I want his cum all over your face!" Colt looked into the camera with his lust driven eyes and jerked his dad's cock like a good slut, rubbing it all over his face, licking off the precum that was oozing out. Chet began grunting more and breathing harder in his sleep and I knew he was close. Then the next thing I knew, cum began rocketing out of his cock, blasting Colt right in the face. Colt did exactly as I told him, rubbing that cock all over him as shot after shot flew out, coating his forehead, eyes, cheeks and nose, dripping down into his open mouth. By the time his dad's orgasm finished, Colt looked like three men had dumped on him. Another thing his has in common with dad. I told Colt to go wait for me on the bed as I grabbed some tissues and cleaned up as much evidence as I could. When I returned to the bedroom, Colt was lying there, waiting. He looked unbelievably sexy in his cock cage, his face covered in his daddy's sperm. I crawled on top of him and licked his cheek, scooping up a big glob of cum. I kissed him deep as we shared the tasty load together. Then, I got up and fetched the key. He didn't say a word, but his eyes sparkled as I unlocked the cage and freed his cock, which instantly sprang to an erection. I spread his legs and slid my own hard cock back deep inside him. He wrapped his legs around me and pulled me into him as I fucked him. I scraped the cum off his face and fed it to him, and he hungrily devoured every bit. "That's a good slut." I commended him. "Eat your daddy's cum boy. Eat it all you fucking pig!" I grabbed his hands and held them over his head as I pounded his special spot I knew so we'll. "I want you to cum for me!" I growled into his ear. "Do it, do it NOW bitch!" He managed to break his hands free and he wrapped them around me, squeezing me tight. He buried his face into my shoulder and let out a muffled cry as his cock erupted between us. He held me and shook as he continued to cry into me, his entire body trembling as his cock spewed and spewed, soaking our bodies. His reaction coaxed one more orgasm from me and I filled him with more sperm as he continued to tremble. When he finally calmed down, and his trembling stopped, we took turns licking each other clean from his copious load. When we finished, he held me and kissed me before looking deeply into my eyes. "You never cease to amaze me." He whispered. "How did we get so lucky to find each other?" "I don't know. Fate I guess, we were meant to be. But I guess we're even for the hickey." He just smiled as he spread my legs and dabbed a little lube on my hole before sliding into me. I groaned as his bigger body pressed against mine. We made love this time, our lips barely leaving each other as he planted his seed deep in my guts. I didn't cum this time, but I didn't need to. This was for him. We fell asleep with his cock still buried inside me.

Today in a local park I got to dumb a 5 day load in a cute twink. Getting hard just thinking about that smooth hole and watching it dripping out.

I was 18 and just about to leave college. I had done alright but as my disappointed father kept reminding me I could have done better. I had tried my best. I reserved all my Socialising to the weekends. My course work was my main priority and I hit the books every night. It was during one of these nights that my problems began. I was studying psychology. The tutor had set us a paper on the use of drugs as a sexual enhancement. Like all assignments I hit the books and good old Google. I was astonished at what I discovered and during that first night I was in a state of constant arousal. After I hit the sack I could not believe how wet I was and knocked out the fastest and most intense orgasm of my life. During lessons the next day I could not concentrate and did something I had never done. I skipped the last lesson to get home to find out more. As I said earlier I was 18 and still very much a virgin. I had never had a girlfriend and had spent most of my life knocking one out to straight porn. I did not consider myself gay but I did get turned on by all the delicious looking cocks in the showers after games. I thought this was natural and had done nothing about it. On the second night of research a link sent me to a gay chem sex video site. I was intrigued and opened the link. The page brought up a load of short videos of guys that were high and having sex. The first one showed a young Mediterranean boy about my age being given a pipe to smoke. After coughing a few times he managed to take some deep hits and then you could tell he was feeling good. You could see him change. You saw all his inhibitions drop and he could not wait to be fucked. It was amazing and I was hooked. I watched many such videos whilst completing my paper and over the following months I continued watching them. They took over my life. I found dozens of sights and watched loads and loads which caused my problems with my slipping grades. I knew what my problems were and I knew I was addicted and I reasoned with myself that the only way to cure my addiction was to face it head on. On the following Monday I spoke to Joe at school. He was a classmate who was known as the local stoner. He was high most of the time but he was so approachable. I asked him if he could get me some drugs. He asked which ones and I said I don't know. He looked at me and laughed but he could see I was worried about something. He told me not to worry and said that his parents were away the weekend and I should come round and stay over and we could do some experimenting. I thought this was a cool idea and readily agreed. On Friday after lessons I picked up my bag from home after promising my parents I would be responsible and be home by teatime on Sunday. I arrived at Joe's and he met me at the door in just his board shorts. I tried not to look at his body but he had a firm athletic body with a very noticeable 6 pack. He showed me where to drop my stuff and we headed out to the back yard. Once there we sat on a couple of loungers next to each other. He looked at me and said that he could hook me up with most drugs but let's start with some weed. He picked up a roll up from the table at the side. Lit it and took a deep drag. He held it for a while then let it out slowly. After a few failed attempts where I nearly coughed my lungs up I managed to do the same. I felt good. I felt relaxed. My nerves had gone and I felt comfortable in Joe's presence. He told me to go and get myself comfortable and get out of my jeans etc. I quickly changed into my shorts and returned to the back yard. Joe lit another spliff and I took it down like a seasoned pro. I could really feel this one and just laid back on the lounger. Joe then asked me what this was all about and before I knew it I had told him the whole story. He looked at me at first and then smiled. He lent over to me and gently kissed me on the cheek before saying Paul you have come to the right place. He then said before we go any further I want you to agree that what goes on here this weekend is strictly between us. I readily agreed. He told me to hold on and went into the house. He returned moments later with a pipe similar to those I had seen on the videos. He then proceeded to pack it with white crystals. He told me that this was the drug of choice of most gay men and it was called T. He understood that I was a virgin but it was obvious to him that I liked guys by the way I had been checking him out and the tent in my shorts. I quickly tried to hide it but he told me not to bother as he loved a nice cock and was hoping that he could make me feel good the weekend. He then proceeded to heat the pipe and melt the crystals. Rocking the bowl from side to side until the white smoke started to rise. He emptied his lungs and took a deep breath and held it. He then placed the pipe against my lips and heated it. I copied his actions and held it. We both released the breaths together and a white cloud engulfed our faces. We did this three more times and if I thought the weed made me feel good this T was something else. I felt warm. My whole body was tingling. A sheen of sweat covered my whole body. My hole was itching. Joe said let's get out of these shorts which we did. I saw his cock for the first time. It was standing to attention and looked massive. I locked my lips. I then realised my dick had become soft and Joe was quick to tell me that this was the drug and not to worry about it. He then asked me if I wanted to touch his cock. I did not reply but reached out and slowly took hold of the glistening rod. He let out a short moan and closed his eyes. I started rubbing it and he continued to moan. He then asked me if I had ever sucked a cock. I looked at him and dropped to my knees. I opened my mouth and tried to copy the videos I had seen. After a few false starts and a warning to cover my teeth I got into a good rythm. After about 20 minutes Joe stopped me so we could hit the pipe again. I was more than eager to have another hit. He then went onto explain about another way of taking T by inserting a piece up your ass. He asked me if I wanted to try which I agreed to. Firstly he explained that I had to clean myself out. We went indoors to the bathroom and he produced an enema kit and showed me how to use it. Normally I would have been embarrassed but I felt totally relaxed about the whole affair. He then led me into his bedroom and told me to lay on my back and pull my legs back so he could see my hole. He lubed up his finger and slowly entered me. It felt strange but in a nice way. He continued doing this and placed another finger in my hole. Satisfied that I was open enough he then took a shard of T and aced it on his finger tip. He then told me to pull my cheeks apart and he slowly placed the shard inside me. It felt rough and uncomfortable and then I could feel my inside start to burn. Joe reassured me whilst he continued to work his fingers in my hole. After about 10 minutes the burn had gone. My heart was pounding. I was sweating and my ass felt like it was the centre of the earth. Joe kept fingering my hole and added a third. Until know nothing had ever been put up my ass but here I was with three fingers and I was starting to push back for more. He asked me if I was feeling good and I told him yes. He asked me if I wanted to go to the next stage and when I asked what that was he said for him to fuck me. I did not think twice I just pushed my ass back onto his fingers in reply. He told me to hold still whilst he lubed his cock and said that he would enter me slowly. I felt him applying pressure to my hole and slowly pushing it in. It felt amazing it felt intense but I wanted it all and pushed right back until I had him all buried inside me. Whilst it was painful it was a good pain. I felt the burning again which I thought was normal but later found out that Joe had placed a shard on the head of his cock before entering me. The burn went and the desire rose.i started to push back and forth on Joe's cock. I needed to feel it deep inside me. He had released the beast and I was taking everything I could. I kept going like that for ages until Joe told me to stop. He pulled out and I tried to protest. He laughed and layed down on his back. He then said before we go any further you need to know that I'm positive. I don't wear condoms and I only fuck bareback. I'm also not on meds. So if I fuck my load into you then you could get pregnant. It is up to you. If you want to carry on you better jump on and ride my cock. I needed his cock. Nothing was gonna stop me. I straddled his cock. Aimed and slip myself down his rod in one move causing us both to moan out loud. I then started to ride him. It was like a bucking bronco. I could not get enough. I rode him for as long as I could before be bucked me off. He jumped up got me up onto my knees and rammed his cock home. He was increasing his pace and stated to groan. He told me he was about to come. I squeezed my ass muscles and I felt him ram his stick one more time and flood my insides with his hot molten seed. We both then collapsed on the bed with Joe still buried inside me. Joe fucked me another two times before he went soft. Each time as intense as the first. After the third time we drank some water then layed back on the bed and fell asleep in each others arms. When we awoke I felt Joe's cock was hard and he was slowly fucking me. This time it was slow it was more intimate. When he had finished he got up and ordered pizza. That did not last long. I was starving. Joe and I then lay there talking. He asked me if I had answered all my questions which I replied I had. He asked me if I was ok about him being pos which I felt strangely at peace about. He then asked me if I was ready for the next round and he could tell by the look on my face that I could not wait. He asked me if I wanted to change it up a gear and I asked him what he meant. He told me that I had tried T two ways but there was a third. I looked puzzled so he went to his bedside cabinet and pulled out a loaded needle. I looked worried. He explained that this was the most intense way to take T and he explained what would happen. He asked me if I trusted him and answered by holding my arm up. He placed a belt around my upper are and found a good vein. He inserted the needle and pulled back the plunger to get some blood. He then pressed the plunger slowly home. Once finished he took of the belt and placed my arm above my head. I felt the liquid climbing up my arm. I tasted a metallic taste and then wham. I was knocked onto my back. I felt like I could not breathe. I coughed quite a few times. I was just starting to panic when the coughing stopped and my body was engulfed in a warm sensation ending in my ass. The centre of my universe. I needed to be fucked hard and now. Joe laughed out loud and said a slut has been born. He made me wait whilst he slammed himself. He placed his cock in my hole and released the belt. He coughed and I felt his cock swell and he shot his load deep inside my guts. He then remained still whilst he rode his rush. Once it was over and he was at the same place as I was he then started to fuck me with his still hard cock. He fucked me for over an hour and then he had me lay on my back. He then slowly entered me. He pushed in slowly and pulled out slowly. This felt different. This felt magical. He kept this up. Varying the pace but always all the way in and all the way out. Hitting my prostrate each time. After about 20 minutes I could feel the tingle rise inside me and with a few more long strokes I had the most intense orgasm of my life. There was cum everywhere. Joe took some of my chest and fed it to me. I felt amazing. We continued to fuck all weekend and Joe slammed me twice more. I part of my promise to my parents and was home before teatime on Sunday. Although I had completed my assignment beforehand I felt that like all good academics I had thoroughly checked all the information it contained. Like all good researchers I am aiming to continue my research next week at Joe's when he said we can start lesson two.

U need a poz load?

If you think his question was a good-faith attempt to get an answer about whether there was something to worry about re: Biden, then you have not read his previous posts fellating his hero, Donald Trump - the president whose mental decline so disturbed EVEN HIS OWN APPOINTEES that they routinely described him as crazy. He's not looking for an honest opinion - he wanted to run down a liberal officeholder in a country in which he doesn't even live.

Me too…forced chems and rape play….

8, with my male cousin. Continued through high school. We each got married so we stopped meeting when we were in our 20’s. I divorced when I was in my 40s and started seeing and living with a series of men. My cousin’s wife passed away a few years ago. We reconnected and are sucking …and doing much more…together. We are now both in our late 60s

I would say I’m 70% democrat, and I agree with them on most things except a few including: immigration/amnesty (unless they pay back taxes), abortion (unless the woman pays for it herself) and excessive govt assistance (if u pissed your life off that’s not my problem). I see myself as a black man first, so I don’t really care about gay issues because I find a lot are racist and don’t give a damn about any “minority” until it’s time to benefit their agenda. I’ve seen too many times guys screaming equality, only to go out to the club or online after and preach about the “preferences.”

I don't know how long it was but time seemed to stand still. I was high. Higher than I had ever been. I felt amazing and my ass was being stretched by a monster of a butt plug. I wanted more. I needed more and as I heard a knock at the door I knew I was going to get more. Zac and Jo returned to the room with a third guy. He was about 6 ft tall , black and built like Atlas. His body seemed to be complete muscle. He looked like he could own any situation just by being there and the atmosphere seemed to change with his presence. He was introduced as Big T. I just stared at him. I was drooling. He smiled at me and I saw a perfect set of white teeth that he licked with a very long tongue. I was lost in his eyes. I wanted him and he could see the lust in my eyes. Big T started to undress and before long stood before me in his full glory. Everything about him was big. His arms ,his hands, his chest, his cock and his legs. He was in perfect proportion but it was all on a big scale. I knew that this Adonis was gonna make me feel good. Zak spoke first and asked Big T if he needed a chair. No looked puzzled but said nothing. Zak returned with a chair and put it at the base of the bed. Big t asked how many loads I had taken and was told there were about 10 deposits from 4 guys. Big T smiled and said that that will help the GS but he would need more lube than that. Zak went to his fuck sack and pulled out some lube and handed it to Big T. He opened the jar and started to cover his hands in the liquid. He then had me lay on my back with my hole at the edge of the bed. He told Zak to get on the bed behind me and when he was there he told me to put my legs back shock Zac grabbed hold of and held them in place. Big T smiled and said what a delicious looking hole. He then grabbed hold of the butt plug and without warning pulled it quickly out of my hole. I yelled out loud and was quickly muffled by Zac who rammed his cock down my throat. My hole was gaping and it felt like he had pulled half my guts out with the plug. He then looked at me and said You have a great looking pussy there and I'm going to enjoy using it. I'm going to enter my fingers into you one. You one and then you will take my fist. When we get that far I'm then going to put my cock in your hole and I'm gonna wank myself off inside you. I looked at him as if I had misheard him. He just smiled and nodded but said no more. It was No that was next to speak and he said that sounds awesome and asked Mr T if he could film it. Mr t readily agreed. Mr T then placed his middle finger at my entrance and with a softness that belittled his size he gently pushed it in my hole. It felt good but I wanted it badly so I tried to push back on his hand to get more. Big T laughed out loud and said Pussy Boi seems hungry and needs more. I just moaned and nodded. Me eyes looked pleadingly at him. He then said well if that's the way you want it then who am I to disappoint. Big t pulled out his finger and dipped them in the lube. He then placed his hand at my hole. He looked me straight in the eyes and he gave an evil grin and rammed 4 fingers in my hole at once. I tried to scream and pull away but the cock in my mouth had me gagged and its owner held me firmly in place. Big T laughed and without stopping started to twist his finger back and forwards. Although I had been stretched his massive hand was really pushing my limits. He kept doing this for about 10 minutes occasionally pulling out and then reliving before plunging in again. The initial pain was gone and the pleasure had returned . I was moaning at the intense feelings my pussy was sending to my brain. I was starting to push back. Big T took this as a sign to go to the next stage. He placed his thumb against his palm and pushed his hand forward. He was stretching me still further. I could feel the pressure getting more and more. I could feel my hole being forced to its limit and I was trying to scream for him to stop and pull away. I felt like I was going to pass out when Big T stopped and said to Zac that I was going to need a little help. Zac nodded and told Jon to get the black spectacle case from his rucksack. Joe went and got it and handed it to Zac. Jon was then instructed to tie of my arm. Zack pulled a loaded point from the case and said that this was a special one and that it would do the job. Zac soon found a vein and pulled back and got a register. big T had relived his hand and placed it back in my hole and was applying pressure again. Withing saying a word Big T noodles at Zac who pushed the plunger and loaded the contents into my arm. Zac pulled out the needle and released the tie. I felt the chems travel up my arm. The taste hit my throat and I started to cough but this time it felt different. I felt like I started to float. I felt like I was watching from afar. My vision was technicoloured and my hearing was muffled. I felt strange but good. I then realised that big T had his fist in me. I don't know when it happens but I could feel it filling my hole. He was standing up and I could see him moving. He had his cock inside me as well and was wanking himself inside me. I felt like I could see it all happening but It was like it was happening to someone else. I don't know how long this went on for but I remember waking up some time later. Big T had gone. Zac and Jon were sitting and watching telly. My ass was plugged and sore and I still felt amazing but I was back in this world. Zac explained that I had gone into a K hole. He explained that the last slam had contained T and K . He said after a while I had blacked out but they laughed and said that Big T had left satisfied. I looked at the guys and asked what they meant. Zac said why don't you watch the video whilst I get you a drink. Jon turned on the film. There was I impaled on Big Ts mitt . He was fucking my hole and his hand and it went on for ages. I could clearly be heard begging for more. After Big T shot his load I see home relive his hand and then I see him edge his hole hand and arm up to his elbow deep inside me. It looked awesome. It looked hot. I felt the plugged in my hole. I felt so hot and horny. The guys asked me what I thought. I looked at both of them and I said it's bloody fantastic and for god's sake one of you fuck me before I go mad. They both laughed out loud. We returned to the bed and they both took turns fucking me again. We continued playing until the sun started to come up and bathing the bedroom in light. That's when we decided we needed some sleep. Zac said he had errands to run. He told Jon and I to get some rest as after all we had a busy night ahead!!!!. I fell asleep in jons arms with his cock buried in my hole

Either Armond Rizzo or Andy Star. Both model pigs for us pig bottoms! Oink!

I have enjoyed a vodka piss cocktail many times. A fun variation is on the rocks with a cum ice cube. I also enjoy a piss martini, with gin of course. Shaken not stirred. Makes me feel like Bondage, James Bondage.

"You can't tell anyone!" he vehemently remarked, the shock of our incestuous fuck seemingly rendering his emotions inert. I, on the other hand, was on top of the world. In another world, we could have grown up, getting pleasure from each other's body, but he chose to hide his sexuality by attacking me. I couldn't help but grin. "And what are you going to do, when your wife finds out, or our family? If you remember, they AND YOU... aren't that fond of faggots." He hung his head down. "I'm sorry..." I grinned at him, replying "You have no idea." I walked out of the booth feeling like a GOD, but knew what I had to do. I found my SIR smoking a cigar outside, and told him what I had just done. He grabbed me, made out with him, and whispered in my ear that he was so proud of his perverted poz son. I beamed in pleasure at his praise, suggesting "Well, Daddy, you had my hole tonight. You should have his as well," knowing that the idea of getting it on with two brothers had been a long-time fantasy of his, and now I could deliver on it. We went back to the booth, and there he was, the little fucker looking as pathetic as I left him. We locked the door. "Listen, I... I need to go okay... I am honestly sorry for what I've done... for everything I have ever done to you... I...." My Daddy spoke in his deep voice, so hot that it melts steel: "Day late, dollar short faggot! I know all about you, how you grew up mistreating someone who means a great deal to me. An apology is only the beginning: the real repayment has just begun." He took a deep drag off of his cigar, held my brother's mouth open, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke into his mouth. Daddy held my brother's mouth shut, forcing him to hold the smoke in his lungs. My brother's eyes watered as he choked. My Daddy released him, and he coughed-out the smoke. Seeing my Daddy bust-up any bitch always bones me, but this is the ultimate, so I was hard as a rock. Daddy grabbed my brother, spun him around, and shoved his tattooed white cock up my brother's smooth black ass, remarking "Not one hair. You really are a faggot," simultaneously securing my brother in a choke hold. I came up from behind and tugged on my Daddy's eraser sized nipples, twisted them and pulled on them as he pounded my estranged brother's ass. Daddy remarked "His cunt's not as good as yours, boy, but it will do." "Thank you SIR." "No... thank you, boy. Two fantasies in one. Incest and pozzing up a bitch." "POZ!?!?!" my brother exclaimed through his grunts. "Oh, did I forget to mention that part? Fuck. Silly me," I sneered. "Letmegoletmegoletmegoletmego" I dropped my pants, removed my jockstrap, which was rank with piss, cum, and the cunt juices of past fucks, and shoved it into his mouth, to which my Daddy remarked approvingly, "Thanks for shutting up that faggot, son. Now I can poz him in peace." I returned to pulling my Daddy's nips. Daddy's thrusts became harder, and he bellowed out as he came. Once he unloaded, he pushed my brother off of him, causing him to slam into the wall, and falling to the floor. I held his mouth open, and my Daddy tapped his cigar, making the ash fall into my brother's open mouth, commanding "Don't swallow it yet, and don't you dare spit it out, faggot." My brother was still with fear. "Swallow." With fear and tears in his eyes, my brother did as Daddy ordered, coughing as he attempted to clear his throat. Ever helpful, I said "Here's something to help rinse it down," letting loose a stream of piss, hosing him down. (Did I mention he was in his slacks and work shirt?) Again I forced his mouth open, and my Daddy added his piss into my brother's gullet. We both looked at him: filled with poz cum, covered in piss and reeking of shame and fright. This was the most powerful vindication I had ever felt. "I'll... I'll press charges," mumbled my brother. "Oh, please do, little brother, 'cause I will love to testify in front of your wife, kids, and family just how I got a hold of you in the first place." He looks at me. Frozen. "How could you? How ... could you?" "Because, baby brother, you are less than nothing to me." With that, my Daddy's boot hit my brother in his stomach, and I knocked him out with a well placed right hook. "Baby boy," my Daddy remarked to me, "I think our fun is just beginning."