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Part 29 - The World Of Fashion The journey in the royal car was quick to the restaurant and Liam opened the door to the restaurant stepping in before the prince, the restaurant owner immediately knew who Liam was and dashed over to the door 'Your royal highness' he said bowing his head and leading them over to a private booth. Josh found it completely amusing how all the patrons of the restaurant stood and bowed as Alex walked past. Growing up in the country his family of course knew of the royal family but nothing could prepare him for how real life royalty worked since they had never come across them. Seeing this different angle on life from the prince's perspective certainly had his eyes opened. Then all the fussing made over them both whilst Liam sat at another table with the driver guarding his prince who had to seat facing in the direction of his protection officer. "This is certainly out of this world your majesty" Josh said opening the menu. "Oh!" Alex said looking up from his menu. Josh looked at him "Sorry did I do something wrong?" he asked nervously. Alex nodded "Yes but don't worry, I am a highness not a majesty" he corrected him. "So what's the difference then?" Josh asked, really having no idea. Alex smiled "Majesty is for monarchs" he said, "I am a prince so known as his royal highness". "Right" Josh said nodding, "Do you ever get bored of it, all these people bowing?" he asked. Alex laughed growing fond of Josh "Since we have only just met you get the proper response". Josh chuckled "So come one then what is the proper one?" he asked. Alex sighed "Sometimes it is tedious. I am conditioned to it, born in to it" he replied. Josh nodded opening his menu "What a load of tosh" he said quietly glancing up at Alex and smiling. Alex looked at his menu "That answer is all you need to know for now!" he replied grinning away. "Dam fancy food in here" Josh said looking up again, "What do I choose?" he asked. "Anything you want. Or you can ask for anything off menu as well" Alex informed him. "Really just want some fried chicken and chips, I like plain food" Josh replied. Alex called the owner over and ordered for Josh and a small salad for himself. The whole two hours were completely surreal for him, sitting at a quiet table directly opposite a member of the royal family who chatted quite candidly about all manner of things except his royal life. Josh had enjoyed telling the prince all about his work and his personal collection of designs that had grown but yet to be brought to the shops as he had no time. Alex asked more about his shop in Victoria and his ambitions. In truth Josh had grown on Alex, he liked Josh more and more as they found they had some very uncanny similarities in their humour and laughing quite a lot over dinner. He knew his heart was no in it yet he had no idea how Josh was feeling, all he did see was a person clearly uncomfortable with all the fuss being made over them. There was nothing wrong about the evening, no indication of anything between them but you can never hide from people who like a little attention themselves, a few tables away one person discreetly took a photo of the prince and young man he was dining with. The photo captured them both laughing looking at each other at ease. Liam tapped his watch and Alex nodded, within five minutes they left the restaurant and back in the safety of the royal car, Alex insisting on dropping Josh off at his home. The royal car made it's way to the suburbs and pulled up outside a decent sized house where Josh lived. "Do you, or perhaps you would like to do this again?" Josh asked having enjoyed his evening. Alex looked pensively at him "Not a date though just hang out" Josh added quickly. Alex smiled "Yes Josh, I would love to go out with you again if you are agreeable to that". Josh nodded "So do I wait for you to call me or what?" he now asked. Alex chuckled "How about Friday evening?" he asked. "Excellent, but I insist on paying this time" Josh replied adamantly. "Okay, I was thinking maybe the Christmas market on the boardwalk by the lake?" Alex suggested. Josh smiled "Yes what a good idea!" he enthused as Liam opened the door. "Casual wear though" Alex called to him, "I will pick you at 6pm" he said. "I will look forward to it" Josh replied, "Thank you your highness" he said bowing his head. Liam could see Alex was in a quite a happy mood as the car headed back to the palace, maybe his prince had found someone he liked and could nurture a relationship with finally putting Max out of his mind. Liam certainly approved of him having seen how he had made Alex laugh the entire time they were together. Alex though was keeping his cards close to his chest, he didn't feel anything there and really liked Josh immensely on a friend level. His only hope was that Josh was feeling the same way, he really needed a friend like him outside of his world. It certainly made the following days easier with the constant text messaging going on between them. Friday morning Alex turned over as Artem placed a cup of coffee by his bed and quietly walked out having first laid some clothes out for the prince. Alden burst past Artem waving the paper in his hand and looking mischievous as he shouted to his brother to get up. "What do you want?" Alex mumbled and rolling on to his back looking up at Alden. Alden laughed "You made the papers this morning" he replied throwing it on to Alex's chest. "Who is he?" Alden asked jumping on the bed and sitting next to his brother. Alex raised himself up "Who is who, what do you mean?" Alex asked slightly confused. He picked up the paper looking at the front page and the picture of him with Josh at dinner the other night, he eyes wandered to the headline 'Has our Royal Prince Alexander found his beau?'. Alex sighed and dropped the paper wandering how Josh was going to take to being splashed over the front page. Alden clearly enjoying this picked it up and read to Alex 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander was spotted dining the other night with one of Monrovia's upcoming young fashion designer and retail owner Josh Franks of Frankly Fashion. The two were seen at the exclusive Juno restaurant clearly enjoying each others company. Has our Prince Alexander found his knight in shining armour and months of speculation ended?'. Alden laid back and giggled uncontrollably. Alex stared in horror and shock, this is precisely what he didn't want to happen. One photo was taken out of all context and now the world would know. Alex looked at the picture again "Oh god Alden!" he said glancing at his brother. Alden smiled "Mother is not impressed" he said, "You know she doesn't like surprises at breakfast". "Fuck!" Alex said as Artem walked back in the bedroom, "You come to judge me as well?" he asked. Artem bowed his head "Your highness I would never judge you" he said then smiled, "Tramp!" he muttered giggling. "Fuck you Artem!" Alex said laughing. Artem bowed his head "I have put some relevant clothes out for you!" he said still giggling like a child. Francis then popped by looking for Alden "Alright tart!" he said then bowed to them both. "Francis that is no way to speak to my brother" Alden said grinning away. Alex folded his arms looking at Francis "You took your time to come and see me!" he complained. "Crown Prince Alden is keeping me really busy" Francis replied rolling his eyes. Alex looked between them "You only have to throw a sack on him" he said to Francis. Francis chuckled "You think! The princess here is so picky about clothes, worse than you!". Alden laughed "I thought Jackson was keeping you busy" he retorted with a big smirk. "Now now girls, play nicely!" Artem remarked then saw the look he was getting and bolted out. Artem laughed running out through the dressing room then stopped "Your majesty" he was heard saying. "Oh crap!" Alex said as his mother walked in to his bedroom. "So this is where all the fun is then!" she said as Francis bowed and left the room. "Morning mother" Alex said trying to keep things light hearted. "Morning mother!" she mocked raising her voice, "Is that it?" she asked pointing to the paper. Alex grinned "I know right! Can you believe what they have written?" he asked. "Details Alex, now!" she said sitting on the bed tapping at the paper. Artem arrived back in the bedroom bringing coffee for them all as Alex was slowly explaining and keeping it light hearted making funny jokes about the governor premier trying to get him married off. Across the city Josh arrived at the boutique to find it flagged by the press clambering to take photos of him as he pushed his way through trying to get in to the store. The noise and questions being fired at him were all confused until he hear one clearly 'Can you confirm you are dating Prince Alexander?' the lady from Bonjour magazine shouted to him. Josh stopped and took a moment then quickly darted inside the store locking the door. His phone was ringing in his pocket and he pulled it out to see Alex was calling, he couldn't deal with this right now and and sent a text telling him he would call when things quietened down at his store. The press stood outside waiting and taking photos at every opportunity when he walked around the boutique, Josh hid in his workshop and sat down. His customers would not be able to get in to the store which was bad for business, on the other hand business might boom due to his link with the prince. It was certainly not how he wanted to be known, he wanted to make his own mark on the industry and now he was wondering if this whole thing was a mistake. Alex spoke to Scott head of palace security who called in a favour with the local police to go to the store and break up the gathering press. With his mother's agreement Alex said he would issue a statement in person later that afternoon by the gates of the palace, his hope would be that it would snow hard and interest would have waned by then. Everything was set for a 4pm press conference and Alex spent a few hours going through what he was going to say. He was just about done when his phone rang. "Josh, thank god you called back" Alex said answering the phone. "Sorry it was just mad and I had no idea what was going on" Josh explained to Alex. "Have you seen it then?" Alex asked and Josh confirmed he knew now what was going on. "Have the press gone now?" Alex asked, "I am making a statement at 4pm". "What about?" Josh asked raising his pitch slightly. "That we were having dinner and that is all" Alex explained. Josh was silent for a moment "Will they will stop pestering me then?". "You might be a few hanging around but they will get bored" Alex said hopefully. As promised Alex made a statement in person to the gathered press and he spoke clearly and confidently to the microphones recording his every word, expressing that there was no romantic involvement and they were enjoying dinner as friends. With that Alex left and walked back along the driveway to the palace. He couldn't help wondering if Josh had held back earlier because he was beginning to have feelings for him. He was hoping that the little episode today would not interfere with their plan to go out tomorrow, he owed it to himself to see if he was right about there being no romantic tendency there though. Friday had been a long day and he sat there looking at the news article of Prince Alexander and the statement denying any romantic liaison with Josh Franks. The bar was busy as usual for this time of week with people letting their hair down now the working week was over for many of them, Gareth came over handing him a bottle of beer. "How is the world of gardening going?" Max asked as Gareth sat opposite. Gareth nodded "Good, I am thinking of branching out on my own, working in the royal parks is good though". "You should" Max agreed, "You are a good at what you do and you can design gardens!" he reminded him. "So are you still doing internet searches on him?" Gareth asked changing the subject. "Yeah" Max replied sheepishly, "Interest that is all" he added as Gareth stared at him, "What?". "Seriously Max you are not fooling me!" Gareth said sipping his beer. Max looked up at him "What is that suppose to mean?" he asked wondering what he was getting at. "You are bordering on obsession with him because you love him so much" Gareth added. Max shrugged "I am only looking at what he is up to" he replied, "Curiosity that is all". "Do I need to spell it out to you?" Gareth asked in a moaning tone. Max stared at the picture "Turning your back on him because of who he is" Gareth added. "It is not that" Max replied looking up, "Well partly, I would be a shadow walking behind him". "Did he say you would have to?" Gareth asked jumping on his response quickly. Max shook his head gently "Anyway he seems to have found someone, denying it as royalty do". "Listen Max. Either snap out of it or go and get him" Gareth said a little angry with him. Max turned his phone off "Now who is being stupid!" he exclaimed. Gareth drank some more beer "You will only have yourself to blame in the end" he replied. This conversation was not helping Max at all, it was very rare that Gareth approved of anyone he was interested in. It was clear that his best friend liked Alex since he was pushing for him to sort it out. Max swiftly changed the subject considering he had been through roughly the same conversation with his parents that morning. His mother in fact had told him off and used the word dick head, something he never thought he would coming from her mouth. She was more upset finding out that this Alex guy he was in love with had left London by the time he got the hotel. Max desperately wanted to tell them who he actually was, he knew doing that would probably make it even worse. Thankfully only Gareth, Louis and Asa knew who the person actually was and like true friends they had kept their mouths firmly closed, even his boss kept quiet. All he could think about during work was the prince out with this new man in his life, then it didn't help to find out that Asa was going to Monrovia to paint Alex's portrait in January. And when Asa found out that Max had turned the prince down he went ballistic on Max as well. So much for keeping things quiet and secretive he thought to himself banging the lip of the bottle against his teeth softly and contemplating every thing that had happened since that night in the hotel. He was at a complete loss, only his mothers words of wisdom kept ringing in his ears. It didn't stop Max running the numerous videos of Alex in his royal role, meeting people, looking all official in his fancy dress. He was totally infatuated with the prince and desperately wanted to be with him, he was a prince and that type of life was not in Max's destination, or so he thought. His parents only saw Max pining for the person who he was in love with, little did they know how impactful the one Max loved could have on all their lives. Alex decided to go for a swim before meeting up with Josh later, he walked in to the passageway and down the stairs to the basement gym and pool. He could hear someone already in the pool swimming away, excitement growing in him expecting to see Francis who was still an avid swimmer and runner when Jackson left him alone. Bounding in he jumped in the pool with a big splash then went bright red as he came face to face with Tom. "Your royal highness" Tom said bowing his head, "I didn't see you arrive" he apologised. "How are you Tom, are you loving palace life?" Alex asked. Tom smirked "Better than what I thought it would be your highness" he replied. "Oh!" Alex remarked in surprise, "In what way?" he asked as curiosity got the better of him. Tom chuckled "The inappropriate behaviour of the stable master" he replied smirking at Alex. "Ah! You have met Marty I take it?" Alex asked and pretending he didn't know. Tom laughed "Yeah he didn't take long to track me down" he replied wading closer to Alex. Alex stared at him slightly nervous and wondering what Marty meant by Tom being handful to cope with. For such a young man he was certainly sturdily built and very confident with his sexuality, a complete opposite to Alex in many ways. Seeing his body again close up was enough to stir up his sexual feelings the more he stared at Tom. Despite his decision not to go down that route for fear of getting a reputation amongst palace staff he was fighting a losing battle. It didn't help that Tom was so close now and he could almost feel the warmth from his body, eyes fixated on Tom, his face moved closer and closer. Finally his lips made direct contact then opened pushing his tongue in to Alex's mouth for a brief moment, then he repeated the action with Alex so lost he never realised he was reacting to his kissing. Each one lingered longer and longer getting more of Tom's tongue in his mouth, tasting him and arousing his body even more until they finally locked lips and engaged in deep long kiss. Tom reached round holding Alex firmly in his arms assaulting the prince's mouth with his tongue. It took Alex a few minutes to react and push Tom off. "Sorry I should not have let you do that" Alex apologised feeling embarrassed. Tom smiled "That has made my day!" he remarked and swam off leaving Alex standing there. Alex swam a few lengths then stopped by Tom "You are very assured of yourself" he said. Tom glanced at him "Always been brought up never to hide away from anything" he replied. "I see you still got the bruises from the riding crop" Alex remarked and giggled a little. "You should see Marty" Tom replied, "I caught him off guard and did him as well". Alex looked at him in shock "You got to fuck Marty?" he asked in a quiet tone. "Yup" Tom replied, "Give and take. Well I told him that when I was fucking and whipping him". Alex laughed "God wish I had the balls to do that back to him" he said smiling. Tom laughed "Apparently you turn to jelly when Marty talks to you" he informed Alex. "Is that so?" Alex questioned then went silent, "Yes I do, it is his voice that does it". "You are still on my hit list if you want me to fuck you around the bedroom" Marty offered. Alex grinned stupidly "Is that your best pick up line?" he asked, "Let me think about it Tom". Alex finished his swim and Tom stood there holding the towel to dry the prince, Alex smirked shaking his head but let Tom do it anyway hoping he would get another kiss. He wasn't disappointed when Tom kissed him then slipped his hand over Alex's arse and stuck a finger in his hole making Alex laugh. He was so tempted to jump in to bed with Tom and he was guessing that this would possibly be an even more intense sexual meet than what Marty provided. He just needed to get his head in the right place first. They kissed one final time and went their separate ways. Liam drove Artem and Alex to pick Josh up from his house then on to the boardwalk on the shores of the lake. The ground covered in snow and snowflakes fluttered in the still air as they entered the Christmas market. Liam as always a few steps behind with Artem was never out of sight and kept a close watch on Alex as the four of them explored together, eating and drinking copious amounts of hot chocolate. Artem and Josh were certainly peas in a pod giggling away to each other, so much so that it was hard to distinguish if Artem was straight. Alex was happy that they could do this all together. As expected some press were there doing articles on the market when they snapped more pictures of Alex and Josh together laughing and sharing a hot dog. They finally found a table at one stall that had a heater and the four of them sat down to warm up. "Thank you for coming Josh I wasn't sure if you would after what happened" Alex said quietly. Josh smiled "I like your company and you are fun to be with" he replied. Liam returned with hot chocolate "I got you a skinny version" he said handing it to Alex, "No marshmallows". Alex looked at it "Get me some marshmallows?" he said pushing it back towards Liam. Liam sat down "Don't be a spoilt brat, can't have you getting fat for Sunday" he replied smirking. "Sunday... What are you doing Sunday?" Josh asked out of interest. "Theatre" Alex replied rolling his eyes, "I don't mind it actually" he added. "You should put him in one of your suits" Artem suggested joining in the conversation. Josh sniggered "Hmm... might be too fat with all those marshmallows he has eaten already" he replied. Alex looked at the grin on his face "Fucking cheek all of you!" he said bursting out in laughter. Josh picked a marshmallow from his mug and placed it in Alex's mug "Come to the shop tomorrow". Alex smiled "Thank you! he said looking smugly at Liam, "And yes I will". Their evening went on until way past midnight with Josh being dropped off and reminding Alex to come by the store at 11am. Liam and Artem had enjoyed a great evening out especially so because Alex had cheered up no end and they knew it was Josh being around him with his quick wit keeping the prince on his toes. By morning the pictures of Alex out on the town at the Christmas market were all over the papers and on-line again fuelling the speculation around the prince and Josh. Max resisted as long as could before doing another search on Prince Alexander and instantly the pictures and articles dazzled on his screen 'His Royal Highness enjoyed an evening at Victoria's Christmas market with fashion entrepreneur Josh Franks. Prince Alexander along with the royal family will be attending the Monrovia Ballet Royal's new production on Sunday evening at what is expected to be a star studied night'. There was that guy Josh in the picture again along with Liam and Artem who Max was fortunate to know as well, but strangely it only focused on Alex and Josh. It did nothing to cheer his mood up that damp and cold Saturday morning sat in the kitchen at home. "Nice looking young man that prince" Stephanie said catching Max by surprise. Max looked as his mother sat down "I never did show you the picture of the guy from Mauritius" he said. "Wait you have a picture of him?" she asked, "The one from Mauritius that... Let me see?". Max nodded "You won't freak out if I show you?" he asked. His mother laughed "Why. Should I freak out?" she asked taking his phone. It was only one picture that Alex would allow, a selfie Max took on the beach of them both laying on the sand laughing. They both had a twinkle in their eyes that looked like they had been in love for years. She only saw a handsome young man in the picture until Max found the latest picture of Alex on his laptop and turned the screen to show her. "Do you understand why it has been so hard?" Max asked looking at her who went deathly quiet. "No way!" she suddenly said looking up at Max, "Right! A lot of things are clearer now". "Please don't say anything to anyone about who he is" Max pleaded looking at her. Stephanie nodded "Is he really in love with you?" she now asked handing him his phone. Max nodded "Yes. The problem is we both fell in love and he is a prince" he said. She poured a coffee and thinking for a moment "Do something about it Max" she said kindly. Max turned off his phone "Fate brought him to London and you meeting again" his mother added. "Do you think so?" Max asked looking over at her. "Your life adapts for the person you love. You can not change that no matter who it is" she said. "Not that speech again!" Max said putting his head in his hands, "I need to clear my head". Max put his cup in the dishwasher and kissed his mother, wrapped up warmly he walked out heading towards Hyde Park to spend a few hours trying to make sense of his decisions in life. Stephanie sat there unable to believe what had just happened when Lawrence walked wearing only his boxers. She told him to sit down pouring him a coffee and told him what Max had just told her. It took even longer to hit home for Max's father after Stephanie explained the second time that their son had fallen in love with a prince. The royal car pulled up promptly at 11am at Frankly Fashion's boutique, a few loitering photographers snapped the event of the prince along with his protection officer and personal assistant arriving. Josh came rushing out of the design workshop and ushered Alex in to a locked room that housed the designs he had been privately working on. They spent some time looking at the suits that Josh was so proud of even though he hadn't revealed any of them to the world yet. "Wow look at all of these suits" Alex exclaimed taken back, "You designed them all?" he asked. "Yes" Josh replied standing next to him, "I haven't released any of these yet". Alex looked at him "Why not, they are amazing?" he replied. Josh shrugged "This one!" Alex said looking at a suit that instantly took his eye. Josh nodded "It needs a little altering but yes" he replied smiling. Josh started taking Alex measurements "Josh can I ask you a question?" Alex asked turning his head. He stopped what he was doing before looking up at him "I suppose, being you" he replied giggling. Alex fumbled "I... how do you feel?" he asked, "About us?" he added clarifying the question. "Ah!" Josh said a little stumped, "I am not sure how to answer, I mean I like you" he said. Alex nodded "But no spark between us?" he now asked. Josh bit his lip "I am sorry Alex, I mean you are sexy and really kind..." he stuttered the words. "Josh!" Alex said interrupting him, "It is okay, I feel the same way" he informed him. "So you are not in love with me?" Josh asked looking and assessing his response. Alex shook his head "In a weird friends way yes, but sexually no" he replied smiling. Josh smiled "I was sort of scared to say anything because of who you are" he admitted. "You know I had my heart broken in London" Alex said confiding in him. Josh stopped what he was doing and looked at Alex "He must have been an idiot to let you go". Alex shrugged "He found out by accident who I was" he said sadly. "Well your highness it is not who you are. There is simply nothing romantic here" Josh explained. "Freaked you out the other day at dinner though" Alex replied grinning. Josh chuckled "I never expected to be sat next to you. Glad I was though". The both breathed a huge sigh of relief "So I guess after today that is it" Josh said. Alex turned to face him "Absolutely not, I like you and we get on" he said adamantly. Josh smiled tightening the tape measure "So no fucking then" he said chuckling. Alex blushed slightly "I guess we shouldn't" he replied looking at Josh's reflection in the mirror. Josh looked up and smiled "We should at least kiss once" Alex suggested. "That is the least I can do as you are wearing my clothes" Josh replied smirking. Alex laughed "That and we can say we tried" he said, "I mean after all the governor did set us up". Josh laughed so hard he had prop himself up against a mannequin that toppled over with Josh following. Alex held out his hand helping Josh to stand up leaving them inches from each other. Alex took the step and put his arms around Josh then lightly touched his lips lingering until they kissed. It was only brief but it did what it was meant to do and they both smiled and shook their heads in unison with Josh remarking that it was nice but no spark, Alex agreed and gave Josh a hug. Josh finished doing the measurements "How can I get it you tomorrow?" he asked. Alex buttoned up his shirt "Come with me" he replied to a now confused Josh, "To the ballet" Alex added. "Oh! Okay. I mean is it alright for me to come?" Josh replied, "It will fuel the gossip". Alex nodded "I know it will" he replied, "I haven't many normal friends, that is if you want". Alex looked at him "Normal!" Josh replied laughing, "Friends then" he said smiling. "Come to the palace at 5pm and you can get changed in my apartment" Alex informed Josh. "Thanks. Now I need to find a suit to wear" Josh replied beaming. "I like this one I think you will look perfect wearing it" Alex said handing him the suit. Liam handed Josh a card with a his mobile number on and telling him to call when he arrived at the palace gates. Josh nodded still feeling like his world was a little surreal right now, he could never imagined that the business dinner would have lead to him being friends with Prince Alexander. Liam gave Josh a quick rundown about how discretion was required if he was to be friends with Alex. Josh's seamstress worked hard and finished the alterations early Sunday morning and hung the suit up, he was rightly proud of his work and packed the suit in a carrier then packed the suit for himself that Alex had chosen. The prince certainly had an eye for detail when it came to what he liked he thought, that and he chose one design that Josh thought was quite ordinary. Arriving at the large gilded ornate gates promptly at 5pm and called the mobile number having a quick conversation with Liam. A security officer came through the pedestrian gate and his name and state ID card were checked then he was directed to drive through and park on the left at the security building. Getting out of the car he was subjected to a security screening along with the suit carriers and his ruck sack, to him every thing just seemed so weird actually standing inside the palace gates as he noticed a flashy BMW car approaching and spotting Liam driving it. Liam waited whilst the security check was completed and beckoned Josh over to the waiting car. "A bit flashy just to drive it down from the palace" Josh remarked grinning. Liam smiled "I am not walking in the snow" he replied getting Josh settled in. "Can I ask Liam, how do you cope with all this?" Josh asked out of interest. Liam shrugged "I have no idea, to me it is my job and life, it is what I always wanted to do" he replied. "Seems all to fantasy land like" Josh said mindlessly, "If you get my meaning". Liam chuckled "I love my job Josh" he said, "Working for the prince has never been boring". The car pulled in to garage out of the snow and Liam closed the automated doors then taking Josh through several corridors before typing a code on a keypad at a door and entering in to the palace. Josh joked that he could have walked here the time it took them meander through the passageways and eventually coming out opposite Alex's royal apartment. Josh looked around the hallway with his mouth open at how every thing seemed to be in a place on purpose and the exquisite décor. Liam knocked and opened the door entering in to the lounge where Alex laid on the sofa watching a film on the TV. "Josh!" Alex cried out and jumping up off the sofa, "Thank you Liam" he said as Liam bowed. "Oh, err, right" Josh fumbled, "Your royal highness" he said bowing his head. "Hell, do that again and I will kick you out!" Alex said laughing, "Only in public" he insisted. Liam placed the suit carriers in the dressing room and returned "Better do as he says" he remarked. Alex glanced at him "If you have finished clear off" he said trying to ignore Liam. Liam walked past snubbing Alex "If he annoys you call me, I am across the hall" he said to Josh. Josh looked around the lounge "Quite ordinary really" he said looking at Alex. Alex chuckled "What did you expect?" he asked, "Precious stones every where?". Josh laughed and Alex took him on a tour of his apartment explaining that it was little in comparison to his parents. Josh stood there shaking his head explaining that he could fit his whole house in the lounge alone. They settled down and chatted a while before Artem appeared instructing Alex to get dressed. Even Artem was impressed with the suit Josh had brought for Alex and joking that he would never be able to afford one like it. Liam walked in and smiling and nodding at how well dressed the both of them looked. Alex walked with Josh towards the family lounge where his parents and Alden were all meeting before heading to the cars. Not wanting to freak Josh out he explained what the protocols with his parents and brother was. Alex had already spoke to them about Josh attending the ballet as his guest this evening, they walked up to the doors of the family lounge. The two footmen bowed and opened the lounge doors allowing Alex and Josh to enter, his nerves kicked in seeing the King and Queen of Monrovia standing there. He was welcomed warmly with the king and Alden showing a great deal of interest in the suit Alex was wearing which resulted in them asking Josh to tailor them a suit as well. Josh was bowled over at the request to provide a suit for the king, the queen was a little disappointed when she found out that he only designed menswear and tried to coerce him into designing an evening gown for her. Alex couldn't help laughing as Josh seemed to be completely lost for words explaining that he would try to design a one off for the queen. The star studded ballet had brought many of Europe's elite to Monrovia as it always did on special occasions. The paparazzi were lined up along with the public to get a glimpse of the royal family on their arrival at the Victoria Royal Theatre. Josh walked behind Alex with Liam along the red carpet, shouts from the waiting press asking if he was dating the prince officially went unanswered as Liam had briefed Josh to only look ahead and stay two paces behind Alex. Entering the royal box the entire theatre stood placing their right hand over their heart as the Monrovia national anthem struck up. A rapturous applause followed and the king and queen took their seats followed by every one else. Josh sat next to Alex still in shock as the people looked up, they all seemed to be looking at him trying to second guess what was going on between him and the prince. That and the very real reality of sitting one seat away from the queen, in royal protocol fashion Alden to the right of his father and Alex to the left of his mother and the dowager queen to the right of Alden. After the royal family had been back stage to meet the Ballet Royal dancers they returned to join Josh at the front of the house then all of them where whisked away in their cars back to the palace. "Did you enjoy your evening Josh?" Alden asked who was sat next to him. Josh nodded "Yes your highness, it was quite something to watch a ballet" he said politely. Alden smirked "Yeah not my thing" he said, "Alex loves it, secret ballerina you know, dancing around is quarters". Alex reached over and punched his brother "Fuck you!" he said giggling. Alden grabbed his hand "Sugar plumb fairy!" he said winding Alex up even more. Both Nick, Alden's protection officer and Liam stepped in "Pack it in!" Liam said holding Alex. "So you screwing my brother?" Alden asked completely out of the blue. "Alden!" Alex exclaimed, "Do not answer that!" he told Josh, "Stop being rude to our guest". Alden laughed looking between them trying to wind Alex up even more. Nick and Liam sitting opposite the prince's and Josh both smirking trying to hold their laughter in at Alden's comments which was so unlike him being so chilled out. The royal car arrived back at the palace behind the king and queen's car. Alex had not seen Nick since that weird afternoon in the massage room and he took a sneaky glance at the same time Nick looked at him and nodded. The secretive yet subtle seductiveness way that Nick looked at Alex brought a slight smile to his face, and it didn't go unnoticed by Alden and Liam who found themselves looking at each other and grinning. Liam wondered how long it would be before Nick got his hands on the prince and judging by the look it had happened and he was surprised Alex kept quiet to him about it. Josh was last out of the car and stood there "How do I get home?" he asked Liam and Alex. Alex turned to him "You want to stay the night?" he asked. He looked a little apprehensive at first "Here in the palace?" he asked finally. Alex nodded "Where else?" he replied laughing, "Don't worry I won't expect anything" he added. "Clear it with the king first" Liam advised so Alex quickly walked up to his father. "Am I allowed to then?" Josh asked Liam as they stood waiting. Liam nodded as Alex walked back over to them "You can stay with me" Alex said happily to Josh. "What about me?" Liam asked in a quiet voice, "Don't I get invited?" he spoke looking serious. Alex went bright red being put on the spot so openly by Liam "Not tonight" he said kindly and smirked. Liam laughed and walked with them in to the palace accompanying his prince up to his quarters then said good night and disappeared in to his rooms. Josh was desperate to ask but he kept his mouth shut for now. He waited a short time whilst Alex was in the dressing room being attended to by Artem, during this time he stripped and retrieved a t-shirt from his rucksack and kept his underwear on the sat on the bed waiting for Alex unsure if he was sleeping in the bed with him. Artem disappeared and Alex walked in to the bedroom in just his underwear. Josh looked over at him and gave him a cheeky grin whilst taking a good look at the prince almost naked. "What?" Alex asked smirking at Josh, "I thought this was a plutonic relationship!". "It is" Josh replied, "I can look though surely" he said as Alex walked over to him. "Take this off and let me see you properly" Alex said lifting Josh's t-shirt up. He giggled and took it off "Where am I sleeping?" Josh asked glancing around. "Here with me. I think I can trust you not to take advantage of me" Alex replied softly. Josh was surprised as Alex began to take off his underwear slowly whilst performing an erotic, seductive dance that had lead to Josh giggling in fits of laughter until Alex threw his underwear in his face then jumped in to bed. Josh shrugged and took his off dropping them on Alex's face and climbed in to bed next to Alex who was now laughing. The subtle glow from the bedside lamp dimly illuminated their face as they laid in bed together. "I envy you with you all this, it must be such an amazing life you have" Josh said glancing at Alex. Alex rolled on to his side facing Josh "I suppose. It is very lonely though" he replied. "Lonely?" Josh asked turning on his side to face Alex, "But you have all these people around you". "They work for the palace and some are in my trusted circle" Alex said with a tinge of sadness. Josh smiled "You have a circle of trust!" he exclaimed and nodded understanding what Alex meant. "Small one" Alex replied, "It is still lonely as I don't have any real close friends as such". "I see" Josh said staring at Alex, "Not all glitz and glamour underneath then" he remarked. "No" Alex replied then softly he stroked Josh's chest, "I feel I can trust you Josh" he added. Josh smiled and moved Alex's hand and held it "I will never let you down Alex, friends for life?". Alex smiled and nodded "Yes" he simply replied staring in his eyes. Josh felt such a warmth of love for Alex right now "Don't take this the wrong way!" he said. Alex looked slightly confused raising an eyebrow, Josh leaned closer until their lips touched and they kissed several times. Something Alex had never really felt before began warming through his body, a real affection for Josh suddenly appeared and he leaned forward and kissed Josh then laid his head back on the pillow smiling. This time Josh ran his fingers down Alex's chest and strange as it appeared it wasn't a sexual move, rather a trusting friendship that was bonding them together. Josh shuffled closer to Alex and they cuddled wrapping their arms around each other giggling, talking and laughing until they both finally asleep. By morning Artem arrived with two coffees and put them down waking Josh up who had a startled moment trying to remember where he was. Artem placed the morning paper on Alex who mumbled and rubbed his eyes waking up. Artem giggled and pointed to the paper and the photo of Alex with Josh walking behind and Liam hidden from view making it looked like they were on a date. Josh grabbed one of the supplement sections and quickly turned to the fashion pages that always appeared in the weekend papers. There was a picture of Prince Alexander and the article that followed 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander accompanied his family to the Ballet Royal premier last night dressed in a suit by Josh Franks who was also present in the royal box. It is not for this fashion editor to speculate or read between the lines...'. Josh handed the piece to Alex who read it and shrugged throwing it on the floor. "Doesn't bother you?" Josh asked looking at him. "No" Alex replied, "It seems my love life is suddenly big news" he said sipping his coffee. Josh leaned over picking the paper up again "Well you are the first gay prince" he reminded him. "I suppose" Alex replied contemplating for a moment, "That will do well for your business". Josh nodded "Yeah, not that I need to be any busier" he said reading the article in full. "Do you not want to be a top designer?" Alex asked curiously. "Never really thought about it" Josh replied honestly, "I want a man first then a career". Alex laughed "Don't we all. It will be big news the king wearing your clothes" he said. "Come on ladies where do you want breakfast?" Artem asked returning to the bedroom. Josh put the paper down "He needs to be taught a lesson" he said to Alex. Alex nodded "Yeah getting a little too big for his boots" he replied putting his cup down. Artem folded his arms "Get up or do I have to drag you out of bed... again!" he said smirking. "Alright!" Alex replied rolling his eyes, "God you are pushy, breakfast with the family" he added. "I should get going" Josh said grabbing his underwear and putting them on under the sheet. "Nonsense, have breakfast with us, the family know you" Alex said getting up walking around naked. "By the way Josh, I am having a party Wednesday after church, you will come?" he asked. Josh smiled "Yeah I would love to Alex" he replied, "Err... Can I have a shower?" he asked. Alex giggled "Of course" he said pointing to the bathroom, "You want some clothes as well?". "No I have some in my ruck sack" Josh replied going to the bathroom. Josh finally left the palace just before midday having spent an incredible morning with the royal family and measuring the king and Alden up for suits who said they would stop by on Monday to choose fabrics. His whole life seemed to be taking a whole new direction knowing that this could propel him in the fashion world dressing royalty, what he did love most of all was Alex, they had got along so well becoming very good friends, even Alden was hanging around having enjoyed Josh's company at the ballet. Josh was under no illusion that he would have to remain discreet having a friend like Alex in his life.

Part 1 - Tainted Seed☣🌱 _____ Part 2 - 🏞️Lecherous Burgeon🌿 As the sun broke through the ceiling of the woods in dashes of light, the melody of local small critters echoed gently with a soft breeze among the trees. It barely masked the soft pants of Patrick as he held with an intense grip on the guy’s hair as he fully hilted his 7-inch dick down the throat and felt his balls push up firmly on the chin. He didn’t even look down, just out and keeping an eye through the trees as he slowly pulled just a mere inch before shoving the full-length back in. He felt the suffocating twink start to slap his hand; struggling to communicate discomfort before nails start to claw into Patrick’s hands struggling to pull them off. “Stupid cunt-” Patrick kneed the guy off as the boy’s nails scratched his skin and air started to fill the young boy’s lungs again as he gasped. “Cum-guzzler, was it? Your profile is pathetic fake.” Patrick slowly rubbed his slick shaft as it dripped with the young man’s saliva. The cock sucker choked a bit on air before he started to get up and sputtered out. “You-. you wouldn’t let me get a breath in before you shoved it down my throat asshole-” Patrick’s still hard cock once more invaded his lips. “What, like this-Ow!” He pulled out immediately as he felt a sharp pain with fingers clenching around his nuts with his hookup scurrying away. “You little shit!” Patrick fell to his knees as he held onto his groin to shield it instinctively. He was about to call out at the fleeing cock sucker, but he just heaved a sharp breath in and got up putting his dick away. He hadn’t nutted in a couple days, so his irritancy was on edge as he pulled out his phone. No one nearby on grindr and he checked sniffies but sure enough was empty except for a couple anonymous profiles too off. He wasn’t entirely surprised; the area had just experienced new developments with the boom of the city’s expansion but not yet populated. Still, he was hoping when he noticed how lush and thick the park was with the woods, he could get lucky. How he missed the better cruising days when he lived closer to New York. The wandering cruiser slowly rubbed his half hard shaft in his pants, taking care to not put pressure on his sore nuts after the cunt abused them. Patrick was considering jerking his load out there with his senses starting to calm but still had that sexual prime driving through his system. Patrick felt his cock firm up and he looked at his phone again to see if another app might get him lucky; he had taken a wellness day after all. While he looked down at his phone the plant life surrounding him had started to rapidly flourish and grow, even the trees seemed to expand their leaves inching wider above him to cast a dimmer atmosphere as the flowers and buds bloomed to release an intriguing aroma under shadows. The air quickly turned misty and heavy, the firmness in Patrick’s cock intensely growing to full erection again and hardening his nipples. The aphrodisiacal atmosphere coaxed his attitude to be calm and blissful, but confidently driven. That was until he noticed the green eyes staring at him from deeper into the woods. Patrick didn’t panic, he knew that gaze too well and without hesitation he fully unzipped his pants and spat on his dick before slowly rubbing it. His confidence returned a feral grin when he saw the figure continue to smirk then gestured to follow. Patrick was a bit brisk in his walk to catch his new luck and he was elated to see that as he came into the secluded grove his newfound fuck bud was simply leaning between two trees ass exposed. Still wearing a ragged shirt but the cruiser’s eyes firmly stared at the exposed ass as his cock started to drip a salivating precum. He couldn’t help but wonder where the guy’s pants were, but he wasted no further time on the thought before taking two steps forward and fully impaling his shaft into Robert’s hole. Patricks’ shudders nearly evolved into shrilled yells between the trees as he felt the wet slick hole coat his raging cock; but the heavy wood’s insulated that cry as Patrick’s conscious resumed his experience in keeping quiet while proceeding to fuck the willing hole. He could feel other loads in the man; not sure how many but they were coating the full length of his shaft as it stabbed deeper into the depths of the blossoming bottom. It felt as if there was so much it was pooling at the bottom and his shaft started to feel a growing tingling phenomenon as his increasingly forceful jabs from his cock forced more second-hand cum down his urethra. Patrick’s mind received the sensations, but he quickly dismissed them enjoying the slutty pig ass in delight. “God damn boy, your hole is something new.” Patrick loudly whispered as he fully rutted in the college boy’s ass. The bottom didn’t respond, only firmly embracing his pose between the tree’s as he felt the cock penetrate him and seep its own cum into his fuck fount. Patrick’s shaft just kept swelling in size to where even the recently conformed natural cum dump felt ripples of bliss pound through him and he couldn’t help but pant in need. “Yeah, that’s right, I know at the start they can’t handle it, but they all soon adore my cock for its talent in filling your hungry hole.” The older man grunted as his thrusts became much more forceful and sharper. He was surprised he hadn’t cum yet and immediately deserted his sudden ass-fulfilling affiliate by now. Patrick was starting to get a little shocked as he could feel the copious amount of male essence dripping down his thighs as they collided with the cheeks in front of him; the slick substance coating his skin with a shiny hue and pollen as it dripped and drizzled to the forest floor. But those warning thoughts in Patrick’s head were almost immediately dismissed as his balls were rapidly tainted with the mutated strain now corrupting his own seed. It quickly replicated, and the malignant cells rampantly expanded in size and number to replace the initial inferior seed. It was noticeable that the nuts between the man's legs were increasing in size and turning bright red; the sensation a little painful yet intensely coaxing; Patrick's eyes rolling into the back of his head as his pants started to moan out to praise his climax. Despite his experience and wisdom urging Patrick's conscious to remain quiet in the public park, a roar in euphoric bliss erupted from his mouth. The man drained of the stamina he had initially been pent up with vanquished he collapsed on Robert nearly passing out from the sensations. “Sorry bud-” Patrick managed to gasp out as he recovered, suddenly realizing despite the smaller frame Robert was still standing and undaunted by his weight. He stumbled backing up to stand only to fall back now weak from the encounter. Patrick eventually got his breath and stood up; not taking care to notice he was having some difficulty pulling his pants up with his nuts filling up so much space now. The top cautiously stared at his convenient mate, his gut feeling sending jolts of caution to him that something was a bit off that the other man hadn't moved from his spot where he had just taken a rough mounting. As he slowly came about to Robert's face their eyes met; and the green glow was noticed more dwelling in the dark shadows of the trees. The effect would have spooked him before, but he was oddly calm until he heard a startling voice behind him. “He definitely enjoyed that one more than the rest.” Patrick nearly swore as he jumped and turned to face Adam. He had no idea how long the grounds keeper had been standing there but for all he knew Robert could have been blocking him from view during the entire encounter. “Jesus has he been hiding you from every dick he takes so you could watch-” “Oh no, I don't spy on nature in work. But I don't mind admiring it's beauty when I come across it as it spawns something amazing.” Adam said merrily as he took a hit from his Tobacco pipe. Taking care to not let the red glow too much to illuminate Roberts altered figure. But the impromptu cruiser could not help but address the concern. “I'm not sure why he's so quiet. He's not even moving-” Patrick could feel Roberts eyes meeting his. Not in a frantic or alarming way, they were calm. But his pose seized to alter in a way to indicate that things were normal. “Well since he's not moving from that stance, I suppose he may just be hungry for another load.” The elder admirer playfully said as he unzipped the front of his overalls and without hesitation took a stance behind his initial convert. There was not any pause as a pleasure sounding growl was heard as an erect shaft plunged into the creamy mess. A hesitant chuckle escaped Patrick's lips before he advised that he took that as his cue to depart. He briskly walked away, realizing how much darker the woods were walking back to a common path. A hand quickly reached down to rub his shaft, already half hard again while a subtle tingling reverberated and prompting a self-scowl; he thought he’d have to go get tested as a result. As he walked into the sunlight breaking from the shadows of the trees, he took a moment to look back through the woods. He couldn’t see where he had come from with the trees being so deep in the woods, but Patrick couldn’t help but have a ping of concern for Robert just thinking that he didn’t seem to be moving at all after that breathing fit while mounted. As he made it to his car Patrick scoffed, realizing his attitude towards a quick fuck had gotten soft. Rubbing sweat off his brow and grinning he mumbled. “Cut that out Patrick, don’t need any holes thinking they should matter when I need to unload.” He sped off, rubbing his shaft as he felt it get fully hard and tingling. He contemplated going back in to unleash another load, but his mind still could not shake the uneasy feeling that something wasn’t right with what he had encountered. He was able to shake the urge to go back in the woods to the dismay of Adam as the groundskeeper stared down, high up from the trees with glowing green eyes.

Half a tic - first you attempt to educate us as to why the “superannuated” (one is inclined to giggle) aren’t fresh enough for your privileged phallus, and then we learn that: So essentially you’re also a superannuated fag, one with an evident self-esteem deficit, and you want us all to look at ourselves as shittily as you look at yourself. Hard pass. You can keep your ‘reality’ to yourself.

Aaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhhhhh! I’m SO frustrated about Max! You’re driving me insane. Keep it up, this story is beautiful.

I would suggest that anyone who finds he's gotten SIX reactions on his FIRST post on a forum, all downvoting, might want to think about what he wrote and whether there's a faint chance he just didn't express himself well, or whether in fact he's being an ass.

Anything at all that you like thinking back on: a compliment, a line you never heard before, even just moaning…. Some of mine (all bathhouse experiences at various times through the years): I was walking around when I saw this hairy, blue-collar guy watching the porn movie and sitting with his legs spread, obviously waiting for unreciprocated servicing. I obliged him of course. He didn't say much while my head bobbed up and down in his lap, but he said "Mmmm" every now and then. Then he put his hands behind my head and said, "I'm gonna let you eat now," then slowly but firmly pushed my head down as far as he could and unloaded into my throat. (I ate.) I was kneeling on the floor of my room. A big, stocky, hairy bear came into my room, closed the door behind him, dropped his towel and stuck his half-hard cock in my mouth. He got fully hard immediately when I started sucking, but he never uttered a sound. I worked on him for over half an hour, and I was starting to wonder if he was one of these guys who can hold back interminably, when this really deep growl started in his big chest, gradually getting louder and louder. Then he said in a loud, booming voice: "YEAH, TAKE IT BOY!" as he dumped his load into my mouth. It was a pretty small bathhouse, and I'm pretty sure the entire place heard him. (I hope they did.) I saw this sexy, hairy, shy-looking daddy standing in a hallway, looking sort of unsure what to do. I approached him and said hi, and he gave me a big smile. I asked him if he wanted to come to my room, and he said OK without asking what I wanted to do with him. I had him sit on the bed with his back against the wall, then I knelt down and started a long, slow-building blowjob. He kept moaning and saying things like "oh yeah" and "that's so good." After about 20 minutes, his moans got louder and louder, and more and more urgent. Then he gave a loud "UH!" and starting shooting a slow but continuous stream of thick, tasty semen. He had me gulping for what seemed like a couple of minutes — the biggest load I have ever taken orally (so far). He continued trickling for another minute or so, and I stayed on his cock. Finally, he was empty, and I came up for air, sat back, and said, "Wow, that was a big load!" He gave me another big smile and said, "Well, I was ready!" (I'll say he was!) I had been at this bathhouse for hours taking loads at both ends, so I was tired. I was in my room getting dressed to leave. I had the door open, and a muscle daddy in his sixties (wearing a rather obvious toupee) wandered by and stopped to look. I immediately got to my knees; he stepped inside and took his towel off, not even bothering to close the door. I only worked on him for about a minute when he sighed and spurted about five quick jets of cum into my throat. He said, "That was good." Then he patted me on the cheek, smiled and said, "TOO good!" (I guess he had wanted to hold off a bit longer.) Those are the ones I remember at the moment; I'll post other ones if I think of them. Meanwhile, do share your memorable quotes. 🙂

This is a true story and it happened in November of 2021, my friend who is also my roommate and connection went to see family for Thanksgiving and asked if I could help him out with his clients and I knew if not all most of them and they knew me so I told him I would. I got a call from one of the guys he deals with and I sort of knew him he seemed ok to me. He asked if I had anything for him I asked what he wanted and he said he needed a ounce I told him I had it and I gave him the price and he said he would take it but he couldn't come to where I was. I asked him where he was and he said that he was home, now from where I live to where he lives it's a good 2 and a half hour drive but I also knew if I sold what I had I didn't have to sell anymore for the night. I told him that I could bring it to him but I couldn't get to his place til about 11pm as it was just after 8pm. He said that was fine, he also said that if I wanted to I could stay for a bit instead of driving another 2 and a hours back I said that I just might take him up on the offer. He said just let me know before you get here and I said ok. Like I said I knew this guy a little bit and he seemed really cool and from what I could gather he didn't seem to be a guy who likes to get wild never mind being in control plus from what my friend told me he really didn't play much because of his husband so I didn't think I had anything to worry about. But was I wrong. Before my friend/roommate went to see his family this guy had asked my roommate about me and my roommate wanted to know what he meant. His friend said that he wanted to PnP with me, my friend started to laugh and said that I wouldn't be his type and his friend asked why. So my roommate decided to tell him just about everything about me. What I like and what I am into and that I don't play with anyone he or our other roommate plays with and his friend said really and my roommate said yeah it's his thing. His friend said can I ask you something else and my roommate said sure, he asked if there was anything that I wanted to try but I haven't. ( Now my roommate/connection pretty much knows everything about me and that includes things about sex. Things that should have not been told to other people) My roommate thought about it and decided not to tell him so he told him that he would have to ask me. But his friend decided to push the question more and my roommate asked him why wanted to know so bad. He told my roommate that he would do anything he could so he could play with me and my roommate said anything and he said yeah why. (From what I was told after this had happened) my roommate had this look on him as he said to his friend if I tell you and if it happens you have to promise me that you have it all on video, his friend said ok. So my roommate/connection went on to tell him that I have been wanting to have a guy I was PnP with turn out to be a guy who would take control over me and have my wrist and ankles tied or strapped to a bed or sling and have both of my holes used and get me so high that he whores me out to anyone who wanted to use me and my holes. His friend said are you serious and my roommate said he was serious but he also told him that I had never had a cock down my throat because of my gag reflex, he continued to tell him that if he really wanted to go through with it that he had to promise my roommate one thing and his friend asked what that was and again my roommate had this evil grin and said that he had to have at least 1 guy who was big and thick and have a video of him giving my throat a good fucking and his friend said he definitely would make sure that it would happen he actually knew a couple guys who are definitely big and thick enough and he knew at least 1 of them likes making guys take his cock down their throat. Now this was talked about a couple weeks before I went to his place during those 2 weeks this friend of his was going online and setting up this gangbang session where I would be tied or strapped to the sling and I would be HnH and will take any guys load. On the night I went to drop off the ounce off I told him that I was going to stay for a little bit and gave him a time I would be there. Not knowing what he had planned I arrived around the time I had told him I would be there and when I walked in to his place it was him,his husband and 2 other guys. I was introduced to them and their names were Tom and Nick my roommates friends name is Kevin and his husband's name is Dan. Kevin offered me something to drink and I told him that a water or soda was fine he had come back with a glass of soda and as I was getting his stuff ready I started to drink the soda. We all were smoking some t and as I was wrapping things up and was getting ready to leave I got up and got really light headed and my vision was blurry. When I went to stand up I almost went over but I grabbed on to something to stop myself from falling what I had grabbed onto was part of a chair that one of the guys was sitting in and when I grabbed it Tom reached up and held onto my arm and I didn't realize it at first but when he grabbed my arm I fell onto his lap and when I did I could feel how big he was and it kind a shock me. I have seen some nice size cocks but only on video and this guy definitely felt that he was big. When I went to stand up I apologized and he just smiled and said it was ok then I felt his hand on the back of my ass as he said to bad you are leaving and Kevin said are you ok and I told him that I was just probably tired from the ride and that I would be fine. Then I remember Kevin saying to me that my fantasy is going to happen tonight and then I remember opening my eyes and still some blurry I heard someone saying in my ear enjoy the ride as I felt something in my arm and then very shortly after I felt that I felt something on my other arm and I started to feel that warm rushing feeling and I knew that I had just been pointed as I was feeling this warm rushing feeling I was thinking why does warm rushing feeling feel so strong I then realized that I had been slammed twice and when I started to cough I heard someone say ok good ahead and make sure that his hole stays all lubed up and then I hear what sounded like a motor turn on and felt something pushing up against my asshole and then I was finally able to see straight and when I did I saw that I was completely naked with my legs pushed back and in the air and 3 guys standing on both sides of me and someone else sitting or kneeling between my spreading legs and then I heard Kevin say Tom why don't you get behind him as Kevin and Nick stood on each side of the sling and I heard Kevin say to Dan his husband how is it looking and Dan said I think we need to turn it up more and before I realized what was happening Kevin pick up something and turned the knob and as he did whatever was pushing up against my asshole was pushing even more as I felt my hole start to open up and stretch and Kevin leaning towards me saying that I was going to take every cock and load that is offered to me and that I was going to enjoy the first of many as he said to Tom go ahead and show him what it feels like to get throat fucked by a big and thick cock. I remember looking up because they had my head hanging as Tom stood over me with my head between his legs and seeing his cock and I was shocked not only was it big like I thought it would be but he was also very thick and I definitely didn't want him to give me or my throat a fucking with his cock. But I was in no position to stop him Too be continued

You might be surprised to learn that there is no single age of consent for the USA. This is a matter for each state to determine on its own, and some do in fact have 16 (or less) as the legal age. That said, in Florida, the state in question, the age is indeed 18. And state age of consent laws only apply within the state. Transporting someone under 18 across state lines or enticing them to cross themselves, for a sexual purpose, is a federal crime no matter what the age of consent is in either state.

I hadn't thought of it in this context, and now that I have, it's true: While I was "happy" before I met him, somewhat content with my life (career, all of that), I had no idea of what life could be. I had just moved to the Big City back then, and was busy fucking everything in sight. There was a gap, in that I didn't realize at the time that there might possibly be so much more. Maybe the fact that I considered myself happy, and therefore wasn't "on the hunt" for more, that I was open to the real deal when it presented itself. Thanks for pointing this out. It's always a good day when we learn something new - particularly about ourselves. I appreciate your insights.

I used to go to a boots-only session at a local bar. All the regulars knew me, but since I didn't tell them my name they all just called me Cocksucker - including the staff. There was a bench in a fairly well lit corner which sat about 4 guys, and I'd sit on the floor in front while they chatted and I sucked cock. They'd often chat about my skills, encouraging shyer guys to "try his throat" or I'd get a tap on the shoulder with a "my turn, Cocksucker" or similar. One particular time, there was an American visitor on the bench and as I started licking his shaft and balls, he said "the guy's say you're good, so you better live up to the hype." I worked his cock about 20 minutes, choking him down and then tickling the knob etc. He was chatting with the other guys - commenting on my technique etc with things like "you guys are lucky have a good tame cocksucker" and such. When I felt him stiffen and his balls pulled up he asked "does he swallow?" There was general agreement I did. And he started pumping thick sticky spunk while I continued bobbing full length over his shaft - taking his load in my mouth, throat and some on my face. It was dribbling out my nose, he came so much. When he'd finally finished, I made sure to clean up every drop which had escaped onto his balls and thighs, and when he got his breath back he said "finally, a guy in London who knows how to suck cock properly." And the guys around laughed with a bunch of "we told you". At the bar a bit later he came up behind me and said "Oi, Cocksucker, be at my hotel tomorrow evening." He leaned forward to put his card on the bar and poke his semi hard cock at my hole. I went - he hadn't washed since the night before 😋😋 and pumped a similar sized load into my guts after a couple of hours fucking.

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This past weekend. Started fucking and loading a new cumdump recently. He’s super into ANON play and is always ass up in panties. His ass always gets super wet and sloppy the harder you pound it and he frequently kegels his hole while i stroke. He drained 3 loads out of me.

Code Red: A Stealthing Story The Bottom So there I was, arse against the wall, my hole lined up with the glory hole between porn booths. I had discovered them recently, and totally by accident. I was walking around the porn shop a few weeks back when I came across the rows of booths. One of the walls was literally shaking, and it had me intrigued. A few days later I came back and tried them out, and I can tell you that from the moment the man in the porn-lit room next to mine put his cock through that hole I was hooked. Last night I put out an add on craigslist. “Gloryhole Fuck” it was titled. I’m a complete bottom, and a cum-hungry one at that. I put it out there that I was looking to be bred by some anonymous guys, clean only, discrete only, and NSA only. So there I was with my hole pushed up against the wall, lubed with my own spit and some random’s cum. I had already serviced two guys. One of them blew in my mouth as soon as he got hard, which I didn’t mind since it gave me more to lube my hole with. The second guy started fucking my mouth the moment I started sucking it. I knew what it meant. I turned around and slid his shaft into my hole. He didn’t even wait for me to ride it. He was in control. The walls shook as I stood there and jerked off with my eyes closed. The porn was poor stimulation compared to this guy’s cock pounding me. I heard him speak for the first time. “Yeah…Yeah…I’m cumming.” So I squeezed my hole as tight as I could and held it until the pounding became shaking. He pulled out of me and left the stall before I had even knelt down to whisper ‘thanks’. That was when the next guy entered the stall. “Did you put the add on craigslist?” he asked. I whispered ‘yes’ in response. “Show me your hole.” He responded. So I did. I turned around and lined my arse against the hole. I felt his fingers play with my hole for a bit before they penetrated me. Even with the cum the last guy deposited it felt a bit raw, a bit painful. I’m not the biggest fan of being fingered, so I figured that it was just because of that. His fingers pulled out and moments later I felt the tip of his cock align with my hole. He thrust it what must have been as far as it could go. My legs shook a bit just from how deep his cock went. He gently pulled out, and then the walls shook again when he thrust it back in. He picked up the pace and started fucking me harder and harder. Then he was done. No grunts, no shaky legs. He just pulled out of me. He had to have blown his load, because when the tip of his cock left me a blob of cum fell onto the floor below me. Not even a second after he pulled out I felt another cock, a different cock, slip through the glory hole and into me. There were two guys in the other booth! This second guy was a whole lot more verbal as he fucked me. He moaned with every thrust, and so did I. Every time the walls shook a shiver went up my spine. All of a sudden my cock felt like it was going to burst. “I’m going to blow” he said from the other stall. Perfect timing. I grabbed my cock and jerked it furiously. The guy’s moaning turned into grunting and the wall stopped shaking. My cock shot my load out and over the booth stall as I squeezed the guy’s cock with my arse. He slowly pulled out and then closed the glory hole over from his side. I heard their door open and went to put my pants on. I heard the glory hole cover slide open, and something solid dropped through. The lights in my stall had gone out, so I put my clothes back on and grabbed what ever it was they dropped through and headed to the bathroom to clean up. As I sat there on the toilet I emptied myself of the loads I had taken. I looked down to admire the cummy mixture in the toilet when I noticed it was laced with red. I took some toilet paper and wiped, and it came up red. Fuck. I was bleeding. How did that happen? After I cleaned up I walked out of the porn store, awkwardly smiling at the guy behind the counter. As I got to my car I remembered the thing they dropped through the hole. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. Only three words were written on it. Enjoy our gift ---- The story from the ‘gifters’ will be coming soon. First attempt at a fictional story, feedback is appreciated

Once I entered the house, I rushed up to the bathroom and bushed my teeth, I could still taste his ass and smell it on me. He was sweaty, not a bad smell but I was done with it. I washed my face and took a shower. Once clean I went back to bed and tried to get some sleep. I only had two hours of uninterrupted sleep before Marty woke me. I looked up and Marty was standing there with a young guy. I was startled but Marty said, when you wake up a little more come over to my room. I woke up and walked into Marty’s room and they were both jacking off watching some bi porn. It as a site, there was Marty on the bed with his big dick out and this tall sandy blond dude with an even bigger dick. Marty motioned me in, I came over and got between his legs and began sucking his dick. Marty let me suck him for a few minutes and then he said, show my friend same what a good cock sucker you are. I moved over and began to suck hid big dick, he never looked at me. This tall dude at least 6’4 lean with an eight pack, ten inches cut and big balls that hung low. I heard Marty call him Sam. Sam said nothing to me but commented on the chick in the film as I serviced his cock. Marty would hold my head down to take all of Sam. I worked his dick till he was moaning, he finally spoke to me as he pulled me off his dick and said, you are the girl in the porn. She was riding a big dick while she sucked another guy's cock. I got up, Marty got some lube and Sam moved so I could ride his dick while he watched the porn. I lubed up that big dick and sat on it, it slid in slowly. I pounced up and down a few times before Marty fed me his cock. His dick felt amazing, and I rode him for five minutes then he grabbed my hips and started to pump my hole with his big dick. I sucked Marty, he must have been turned on because he shot his wad down my throat in ten minutes and then left the room. Same pulled me up and off his dick, turned me around so I was facing the tv with my ass and legs off the bed and he slide back in me and fucked me for ten more minutes before he shot inside me. He pulled out without a word and went and got in the shower and cleaned off. I went to my room out the hallway door. Sam left without a word, I had to jack off because fuck that was so hot. He had to be straight and horny. Both Marty and I were turned on by this hot young straight dude. I showered and headed downstairs for a bite. Marty asked me if I liked that straight dick, I told him he was hot as fuck. Yea, he can fuck me anytime. Marty said, good, he will be back tonight around ten. I just smiled; he thought your pussy felt good. His girlfriend is out of town for a week, and he promised he would not fuck another girl, so you are helping him out. Marty asked if I liked being used like a piece of meat, I told him I was not sure at first but yea, I really do like it. Good, he said. I knew you were a service slut the first time I met you, you have proven me right every day since I moved in. Such a good little slut. Now go get ready, you have a couple tops to serve before ten tonight. Marty drove me around to three guys homes and I would go in and service them for an hour or two and then Marty would pick me up. One guy gave me twenty bucks, the other two fifty-dollar bills when I left. I had three loads in my ass when I made it home at 8 PM and knew that hottie was coming at ten. I showered and got ready, it was much the same as the first time, this time he had the lights off as he fucked my hole and watched the video. Never saying a word but giving a huge grunt when he came inside me. Then off to the shower and he left. Marty had me set up for him each time he would come over. This week, I serviced cock during the day and Sam at night. On the fifth night, Sam got me ready but this time he got on the bed and had me crawl onto his dick. This was the first time he was inside my ass; he began to fuck me while I watched a women get double penetrated by two guys. Same walked in and lubed up his dick and pressed it against my hole. It took him a couple times, but he finally got inside me, and he fucked me for twenty minutes while I moaned and whimpered. He called me a cum whore bitch and fucked me hard and then he shot his load inside me. Sam pulled out and showered and I had expected Marty to pull out, but he kept fucking me. I heard Same leave out my bedroom, Marty fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. I would learn later that Marty was positive, that would be my first positive load in my negative hole. I also later learned that Marty was not on any meds and love to poz up young hole. He had tried to refrain from taking my ass, but he could not help it. He blamed it on Sam since Sam wanted to double penetrate me. There we were, Marty fucking me all night and by morning he had given me five loads plus Sam’s huge load. Now that I had taken poz loads, Marty changed my ads and posted one. This is the new ad he posted on one of the sites. Auctioning off young negative bottom for conversion, he just turned 18, never on PreP. How much will you pay to have him for a night? For a week this post was up with my pics. There was a guy who offered $20,000 for my unprotected hole. Marty made the arrangements for this coming Friday to give my neg hole to the guys and his friends. I was totally clueless; I had secretly fallen in love with Marty. I would do anything for him. Sam came back for one more night and he wanted to Double Penetrate me again, and Marty again used my hole all night as we made out. I thought Sam was hot, but I had longed for Marty to make love to me. I really had it bad for him, and I was so relieved that he finally wanted me. We fell asleep together in his room and he fucked me again in the morning blowing his load deep inside me. Then at breakfast he said, you have some hot get togethers coming up. He could tell I was not excited about it anymore, I just wanted him. He rubbed my chest and told me, babe, just do it for me. I smiled at him and agreed. There were many other guys that Marty pimped me out for money too. Friday was here, I cleaned up after school, Marty dropped me off at this big home on a lake. I went up to the door and rang the bell and a tall skinny guy came to the door. He put out his hand and said, you must be Ben, fuck you are cuter than your pics. He was okay looking; Sam and Marty were hotter. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the living room. H asked me if I wanted a drink, I said sure and he brought me a sweet drink, it had alcohol in it, I drink it all and I was soon buzzed as fuck. He He brought me another one, I drink half of it, and I was drunk by now. He came over and started touching me all over, then he made out with me. He was a really good kisser, I have to say. He slowly undressed me until I was in my jock, then he undressed in front of me. Although he was average looking, he was impressive everywhere else. Tight body and abs, he also had a huge uncut dick. He was suddenly more attractive. I kept looking at his hot body and beautiful dick. He grabbed my chin and lifted my head, leaned in and kissed me. Then he said, I will be right back. He brought out a test, I asked him what it was, and he said, I need to know you are clean boy. This is an HIV test. Until he had mentioned it, I had never thought about it. He swabbed my upper gum, then moved it around in my mouth and said, that will take a few minutes. How about you suck my big dick while we wait. I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock, sucking him for twenty plus minutes till my jaw was sore. He said good boy, your results are in. You are indeed negative so we can finally fuck, I only fuck neg boys, just had to check you up to make sure. That all seemed strange to me, but I was not all worked up and feeling the buzz, he led me to his bedroom. It was beautiful, a huge bed in all white sheets and mirrors on the walls and ceiling. It was like being at a carnival, I could see him and myself at every angle. I was making me a little dizzy with all I drank, Rick the host guided me into bed, he laid me on my back and kissed my body all over and sucked my cock. It felt so good. He kept saying, you taste so good, so pure. He kissed me all over, sucked my dick and worked my cock and balls till I shot a load in his mouth. He swallowed it and told me how hot it tasted. He leaned down to kiss me but before he did, he said, I love young pure cum. Taste so good, want to taste it? He pressed his libs against mine and we made out. I tasted my cum and he was right, I tasted good. He had me suck his cock but would not cum and over the next couple hours he edged and tasted me and made me cum, three time before he put me ass up and ate my hole, then lubed up his big cock and my hole and slide his cock in me. Fucked me hard and steady and shot his load inside me ten minutes later. That was the first of five loads he gave me. He did not suck my cock again; I did cum three more times while he fucked me. He held me through the night and fucked me three more times before sending me home. I told him I would like to see him again, but he just said, you will boy. You will. I left feeling hot, no one had ever made me cum like that, I wanted to have him do it again. I headed back to Marty in the uber the guy had called for me and got a text in the car from my Arab uber driver he needed my ass. I asked the uber driver to change my address, he knew the area and it was on the way, so he dropped me off early. I want back to the guy's apartment, and he was ready dick out sitting there and I sucked his big cock for five minute he pulled my head up and positioned me on his bed and fucked my ass for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me. He got up and said, whore get dressed and go home. I am done with you for now. The uber driver was hot as a fuck but he treated me like I was just a piece of meat. I like it but not as much as the guy who had just fucked me. He made me feel like I was something special and he waited to take my ass and give me his cum. When I think about him, I get hard. Hard like when I think about Marty or Sam. I made my way back to the house, crashed into bed and rubbed one out thinking about the hot night I had.

Part 2: The Path in the Woods Sean was enjoying the beautiful spring sunshine as he jogged easily along the street and into the park. It was a perfect morning to be out for a run. Once he was off the pavement and onto the gravelled trail, he picked up speed into a genuine run. His name suggested Irish ancestry, but his face hinted more at an east Asian background. He had a lean, hard, athletic body and loved keeping it in shape. In high school he’d been a star swimmer, water polo player, and track athlete. Plenty of girls (and some guys) had stared whenever he’d climbed out of the pool in his wet speedo. Plenty more guys had been sneaking looks in the locker room and showers, since his equipment was definitely worth a second look. Sean had kept up all those athletic interests in college, although not on any competitive teams. Now that he was out in the working world, free time was a bit more limited, but he still kept up with his daily run and trip to the gym. This was his second Saturday since he’d started working at his new office job, and he was grateful to be outside. The daily fresh air was something he really missed when he was shut up in an office all day. Sean put on a sprint down the hill towards the lake, thinking of a couple of really good-looking guys he’d seen at work. That was something else he missed since finishing college, the ease of finding hot sex whenever he felt like it. Now that he was living in a new city, he needed to get busy and find out where all the hot spots were so he could go looking. He could feel his cock stirring in his shorts at the thought of that hot guy just down the hall from his cubicle – Mike. He had a good body and a really cute round butt that showed nicely in his pants. Now, there was an ass he’d be happy to dig into and fill up with a load of his seed. And then there was the boss, what was his name again? Jack? No, Jake. Another great-looking guy with that olive skin and bit of dark hair showing in the V of his shirt. He’d be a hot lay too. Sean preferred to top, but there was something about Jake that suggested the real alpha male. Giving up his butthole to that hunk would probably be a great fuck – and there was always the chance that he’d be versatile so they could breed each other. Musing along these lines, Sean soon left the lake behind as the trail plunged into the woods. The path started winding through the trees, and he had to slow down a bit. Coming around one bend, he suddenly had to dig into the ground with his heels to avoid slamming into a dark-haired man with sunglasses coming the other way. “Whoa, kid, take it easy, there.” “Sorry – just getting in my daily run.” “Going pretty fast – easy to see that you’re a real athlete, with a real athlete’s body.” “Thanks.” The stranger stepped right up to him – really close. “Am I making you nervous, getting this close?” “No.” “In fact, kid, you like it. Don’t pretend you don’t. I can see you pitching a tent.” Sean shrugged. No point in denying the obvious. Anyway, this burly guy was pretty good looking -- so he favoured the guy with his killer smile. The stranger came right to the point, then, reaching out and rubbing the tent in Sean’s shorts. Sean asked him, “You always move this fast when you meet someone?” “When he’s as hot as you, yeah.” All this time, Sean was trying to figure something out. The guy seemed familiar somehow. Sean was sure he’d met the man before but couldn’t think where. So he came right to the point and asked. “Have we met before?” “I don’t think so. I never forget a hot body and hot ass like yours.” But Sean was more convinced than ever that this guy was familiar. There was something about the voice. But he couldn’t pin it down in his mind, which was getting more and more disconnected as the hand worked on his dick. It was time to return the favour, so he reached out and grasped the stranger’s crotch bulge as well, feeling it swell up right away under his hand. The stranger said, “Come on over here, away from the path.” He led the way into the trees, and after about twenty paces came to a small clearing with a flattish slab of rock on the ground over to one side. The ground around the rock was littered with used condoms, a couple of popper bottles, and a pair of wrecked underwear, ripped apart right up the ass. Sean realized that, without even trying, he’d stumbled on a regular cruising ground in the park just down the street from his apartment. Then conscious thought disintegrated as the stranger pulled him close, put his arms around Sean and ran his hands down Sean’s back and into his running shorts. Sean humped his cock against the bulge in the man’s pants and moaned as those insistent fingers pried into his asscrack. “Oh, yeah – nice, tight boy ass. Gonna enjoy loosening that up. Let’s see what you can do.” The stranger pulled away, grabbed Sean by the shoulders, and pushed him down to his knees. Then he seized the back of Sean’s head and mashed it into the bulge in his crotch. Sean obediently opened his mouth and began working on the big bulge, inhaling the smelly fumes of unwashed jeans, ripe with funky piss and man sweat. He reached up and began undoing the jeans, pulling the zipper down until the uncut cock sprang out. The guy hadn’t showered that day, by the smell. Normally, that would turn Sean off but the heady smell of natural man was really turning him on. He ran his tongue up and down the shaft a couple of times. Then the stranger got impatient, and said, “Quit fooling around – suck my cock, boy.” Then he grabbed Sean’s head with one hand and slapped the hard manmeat across his face. “I said to suck it!” Sean opened his mouth and the big man shoved his dick right in and down his throat. Sean was an experienced cocksucker, but a little time to open up more would have been nice. This aggressive guy didn’t give a damn. He got both hands on the back of Sean’s head and began forcing his cock in and out, face-fucking the young mouth and mashing Sean’s face right down into his pubes on each thrust. Sean was gagging and moaning, his eyes watering, and he tried to pull away – but found he couldn’t. This guy was way too strong for him and was going to get what he wanted, whether Sean liked it or not. A well-timed slap across his face made his eyes water even more. The big man growled at him and kept punching his cock deep into Sean’s throat. At last, he pulled away, and Sean gasped in relief – but too soon. Those massive, muscled arms yanked him to his feet and spun him around. A hand grabbed the waistband of his running shorts and yanked them down off his ass. The big man flung him like a rag doll, face down across the rock slab, and landed a second later right on top of Sean, his big cock digging into the younger guy’s ass crack. By now, Sean knew what was coming next. A small part of his mind was screaming, “It’s rape – this big guy is raping you!” But another, and much bigger part of his mind was thinking, “Fuck, yeah! Ram it into me! Use me and fill me up!” He heard the sound of the man spitting twice, and then the big head began pushing into his crack. Sean hadn’t planned or prepared at all for this, but he desperately willed his muscles to relax. It didn’t help. The stranger found the little knot of his hole, positioned his cock right against it, and then gave a mighty shove that planted it halfway inside Sean’s ass. Sean tried to scream with the intense pain, but a big hand clamped over his mouth and muffled him. He was pinned down, helpless, the man’s burly body lying flat on top of him and the cock digging farther and farther into him. The man came to a stop, buried all the way inside Sean’s tight hole. Sean could barely feel anything except the fullness and the pain. Then the man started fucking him. His hips rising and falling, smacking into Sean’s firm round ass cheeks on each thrust, he fucked hard and fast. When Sean began making noise, the man reached down, grabbed something off the ground, and stuffed it into Sean’s mouth. It was the discarded, ripped-up underwear. Sean bit down on it, hard, as the big dick pounded into his hole. The guy was fucking him hard and fast, but still taking plenty of time before cumming. Sean was a crazy mess of mixed-up feelings – pain, shame, sexual thrill, and more. His own cock had gone completely limp when the guy rammed into him, and it wasn’t getting hard again, but still it felt like he was going to come. He was moaning and whimpering nonstop as the big fucker plowed his hole mercilessly. Then it happened. Sean’s muscles began contracting and a stream of hot cum oozed out of his limp cock and onto the rock, under his belly. The stranger gave a loud roar and slammed all the way into Sean’s convulsing hole, spurting cum into his guts. He kept punchfucking Sean – an extra slam as each bolt of cum rocketed out of his dick. He slammed into the young ass eight times, releasing eight spurts of seed into the boy’s butt. At last, he stopped and collapsed across Sean’s quivering body, breathing hard. After a minute, the stranger stood up, yanking his cock quickly out of Sean’s hole and bringing out one more howl of pain. A couple of firm slaps shut Sean up again. The man growled, “Fucking kids these days, they can’t take it like a man.” He rolled Sean over onto his back, and then shoved his dick back into the younger guy’s throat. “Clean it off, boy.” Sean didn’t even try to resist. Obediently, he sucked up and down on the man’s cock, cleaning away the mess left behind by the fuck. Then he just lay there and watched as the man pulled his jeans back up. He zipped up his jeans, and said, in a disgusted tone, “Get yourself dressed and get your pretty boy ass out of here.” Then he walked away, leaving Sean alone, draped over the rock. Sean got up and dressed, slowly listing all the pain points in his mind: the knees and elbows that had slammed into the rock, the sore throat, and above all the fierce ache in his hole. It had taken a long time for his hole to close up after that ferocious fuck, and when he’d checked with his fingers, they’d come away covered with a mix of cum and traces of blood. It hurt like hell but he couldn’t deny that he’d enjoyed it. Being taken, used, abused, and thrown away like that had really turned him on big time. Sean walked slowly home – running was out of the question. When he got back to his apartment, he showered to wash off the scrapes, cum, and blood and, more telling, the pheromone-laden sweat in his armpits. He’d definitely been turned on by the rough stranger, no question, but another part of him was disgusted at himself for enjoying it. By now, his cock had gotten rock hard again from thinking about the encounter, and was dripping plenty of pre-cum. He stroked it quickly, under the cascade of hot water, and in a minute or less he fired an enormous load up onto the shower wall above his head. It wasn’t enough. He was still so turned on that he kept right on rubbing and pounding his cock and in about five more minutes fired a second load, just as big. Only then did the young jock finally begin to relax and calm down enough to get back to wondering about the stranger. The rough, burly man in the park definitely reminded him of someone – but who?

Part 1 I love anonymous cum dump play at motels. Have had several successes (one, 18 loads from 16 guys - one guy came back for seconds and thirds.) There have also been some flood; but that’s to be expected. The last time I had a scene like this was the one with 18 loads. Hole remained tight and held the loads until the next morning, walking through Target, I could feel the cum dripping down my leg. I think some guys could smell it as they kept staring at me. Went into the bathroom and held my hand under my hole and let all the cum out. Just as I was about to use it to jerk off, the door opened and a guy walked in. Bypassed the urinals and stopped right in front of my stalk, standing and watching me through the crack. I sat and waited, clock hard and sticking up. Guy, who I thought may be plain clothes security, unzipped his pants, fished his cock out. I heard him whisper, “Open your door, i can smell your need for cock. We all can.” Figuring, “What the hell,” I unlocked and opened the door. There in front of me was one of the guys I noticed, bearded, late 30s probably, with a ring on the finger. Married straight guy. JACKPOT!!! Knowing my role, I stood up, turned around and showed him my ass. I reached my hand back, filled with spunk, and rubbed some in my crack and into my hole. I was shocked and very turned on when the guy grabbed my hand and pulled it to his dick, telling me, “Lube me up faggot.” I stroked his cock, making sure to lube his head and shaft heavily. “Enough. Spread ‘em fag.” I kicked off my shorts from one foot, spread my legs to get a good stance, and then reached back to spread my cheeks as ordered. “Fuck, faggot, you look like you had some fun.” He stepped forward, placed his cock head at my hole and told me, “Be quiet.” With that he rammed in balls deep in one thrust and I fought to hold in the scream. Even with all the fucks, it hurt like hell. He did not waste time, or allow me to get used to his dick. He began tucking me hard and fast, telling me, “The wife’s waiting for me.” I moaned in ecstasy when he said this. He laughed and said, “You know it faggot. She won’t let me do this to her,” pulling all the way out before slamming all the way back in. “Gods thing that faggot sluts like you are so horny for straight guys and will bend over whenever we tell you.” He proceeded to stop talking and intensify his pounding of my cunt. He slammed in one more time, telling me, “Take my straight load in your cunt faggot.” He shot several times before pulling out. I immediately spun around and dropped to my knees. I engulfed his cum covered cock to the base, cleaning it, his pubes and balls of all traces of cum. “Fuck yeah, full service faggot. Hole and cleaning. Back off, I gotta take a wicked piss.” I only tightened my lips, looked up at him and nodded. “No fucking way.” He released and pissed down my throat. He shoved his clean and soft cock back in his pants. He pulled a pen out of his pocket, “Give me your number. I’m going to need that cunt more.” I scribbled my number on some toilet paper and handed it to him. He stuffed it in his pocket and walked out. Fast forward six years, married, started partying, but fewer allowances to do scenes like this. Until now. Husband had to go out of town for a week to “Find himself.” That’s great, you do that. I will find myself in my own way. I placed adds on BBRTS, Grindr and anywhere else I could think of. Still mourn the loss of Craigslist personals. About 8 guys expressed interest. So I reserved a room at a cheap, rundown motel in Denver and drove up Saturday. I checked in and realized this was the perfect setting. Room was a bed, table and bathroom. Lighting was already dim with only two lights. The bed was king size, trashy blanket and sheets. Most important - the door was not an new door. Latch on top fir safety, but heavy and out of shape. I could push the food halfway closed, and it wouldn’t move easily. Perfect for it to remain open. After cleaning out very deeply (never know what might come up) I placed very explicit and direct ads on all the sites: “Anonymous motel pump n dump. Hotel name and room number sent in first reply; no long messaging. Door is open, room dimly lit. I’ll be face down, ass up, blindfold optional. You knock, cum in, fuck me, breed me and leave. Multiple cummers can stay and fuck as long as you need. Otherwise, you need to get going, no staying to watch. Here are the rules: no making appointments. You show up and take your chance of walking in on me getting fucked, or another coming in while you’re fucking me. If you’re not down with this, then this isn’t the scene for you. Only limits are women/pain/blood and the like. Fucking can be mild to wild, your choice. I can take it hard, so feel free. Primary focus is on getting fucked and seeded, but other stuff can be involved, if it goes there.” Within 10 minutes, I was getting hits on Grindr but had to deny some who wanted to use condoms; did you even read the ad? The first wave of responses included 5 successful catches who said they could be there anywhere from 15 to 45 minutes. One actually piqued my interest as his first message was, “Fuck boy, I’m gonna take that ass apart. But I want to ask you a question first.” I thought about deleting him until he sent a picture of his cock and the PA that was in it. I responded back, “Fuck I need that cock. What’s the question?” He responded quickly, “You party?” Fuck, the question that always causes a challenge. If I respond honestly, some guys get turned off. If I lie and say no, some guys end chat right away. I looked over at the nightstand where my bag of T shards was sitting. I thought about how to respond, and devised a plan. I replied, “Never done it, fantasized about it. Even came close a few times, but chickened out each time. You party?” No response for a couple minutes and I began to give up and check other responses. Then his message came in. “Yeah boy, I party and love getting boys like you spun up and use you. I have enough T to get you going. Wanna do it this time? No chickening out or turning back?” I knew, this was going to be a chance to fulfill two fantasies at once: getting raw fucked by a guy with a PA and to possibly get stealth drugged. I replied, “How will it work, what if I say no?” His reply was direct, “You won’t say no to me faggot. Now, am I doing you or not? I’m ending chat after this if you don’t answer correctly.” Not wanting to appear to eager, I took about 90 seconds to think about it. I replied, “yes,Sir,” and gave him the hotel name and room number, along with a map. His response was simple, “I know the place. 30 minutes until your life changes boy. Hopefully, you’ll be loaded for me. I don’t use lube.” With that, the chat disappeared from the window. I checked all the other sites, sent out info and was alerted to a new message on Adam 4 Adam. Simply said, “in parking lot.” I closed my tablet, hid it under mattress. I quickly lubed a finger to open my hole. I grabbed a nice sized shard from the bag, which joined the tablet. Little more lube on fingers and shard. Shoved it as deep and as hard as possible up my ass. It began burning as I heard a knock on the door, followed by it opening. Here we go.

Many years ago, when I was still in my late 20's, I was dating this guy (kid really) named Josh. He was several years younger than was I, and several degrees less mature. We had been dating smoothly for about a year when I finally introduced him to a couple who were friends of mine, Rob and Erik. For better or worse, prior to meeting Josh I had had three-ways with them once and a while, and I had told Josh about some of these encounters. Rob and Erik lived about two hours away and they invited us up to spend a weekend in the city, drinking and having a good time. Now, knowing Rob and Erik, I knew that their idea of a 'good time' would probably mean all having sex together, and I knew it would be hard for Josh to resist. Hell, it would be hard for me to resist! Rob was defintely the whore of the couple: he was very outgoing and very handsome and very much a bottom. All with the body of an Olympic swimmer. Erik was the smaller of the two guys. He was also more reserved, frankly he was a bit nerdy. He was also a top with a nine-inch cock. While Rob was a fun bottom who really got off on being fucked, it was Erik that I enjoyed making cum, because Erik shot like one of the fountains at the Bellagio. He always launched several spurts, usually hitting the wall and ruining sheets in the process. I always wanted feel Erik shoot in my mouth, but was not allowed to. You see, Erik was poz while Rob was not. And Erik was always very cautious. Josh and I discussed the prospects of an invitation from Rob and Erik and had agreed we were content to remain a monogamous couple and we would politely decline any sexual offers - if they were presented. On that Saturday evening, we had been out drinking and having a grand old time and we all probably had a bit too much. We got back to their place and I decided it was time to get ready for bed. When Josh finally climbed in and we were laying in the dark, he told me Rob had kissed him while he was in the bathroom, and had invited us to have sex with them. "Josh, we talked about this. We said we were not going to do anything wth Rob and Erik." "But you have, and you liked it! Why don't we? It could be fun" Josh whined. "Josh, this is precisely why we talked all this out beforehand. So that it wouldn't become an issue." "But it's still an issue!" "Let's just go to sleep. Night." I could feel Josh stewing next to me while I was trying to relax. About five minutes later he sat up and announced, "Well, I'm going to go fuck Rob and Erik." "Have fun with that," I said and rolled over. "You're being an asshole," Josh spat as he left the room. My stomach churned into knots. My boyfriend had just left me to go have sex with two of my friends, after we expressly talked about NOT doing that very thing. I was seethingly mad, and hurt and upset. I tried my best to go to sleep, although it was difficult when I could hear noises start coming from the other room. After about five minutes I heard someone walk in to my bedroom. I initially hoped it was Josh, but it was Erik. "Hey, are you okay?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired" I answered. "Are you sure it's okay that Josh is in with us? It feels... awkward... without you there too. This was so like Erik, always the nice one. And the one I liked best because of it. "Yeah. He's a big boy. It's his decision. Go. Have fun. I'll see you in the morning." Erik hesitated, then slowly left. Try as I might, I just couldn't fall asleep. Notwithstanding my conversation with Erik, I grew more and more upset with Josh with each passing minute. How could he be treating our relationship this way? Is this how little he thought of me? Of us? Probably ten or fifteen more minutes went by, when I heard someone enter my room again. Again it was Erik. "So, um... is Josh neg?" he asked. "Yeah, why?" "Well, because Rob is riding Josh's raw cock right now and I was just curious" he said, as he sat on my bed. "I see. Yeah, I could have predicted that. I figured Josh would be angling to fuck Rob if he got the chance. And they'll be at it for awhile. Josh takes forEVER to cum." I knew Josh had a thing for Rob. For that matter, EVERYONE had a thing for Rob. He was quite charming. And I knew Rob would like Josh, because Josh had a thick eight inch cock with a wicked left curve. Plus Josh was in his early 20's and fucked like a demon. "I guess that leaves us out," Erik sighed. And that's when I decided. Fuck Josh. Fuck all this. I was going to have Erik fuck me. "Go get your supplies. We're gonna fuck," I told him, sitting up and giving him a deep kiss. "You sure?" he asked. "Go. Now. Hurry!" Erik was back in a flash. "I don't even think they noticed me come back in the room," he told me when he got back. We started making out, and soon I was going down on Erik's enormous rod. I had always felt extremely lucky to have Josh's big cock to play with, but Erik put Josh's dick into perspective for me. Erik is massive. Easily every bit of nine inches, and the thickness of his cock was verging on ridiculous, especially the middle of it. Toward the middle his cock flattened out, and it was wider than four fingers across-- then it tapered again to normal size at the base. I could only get about half his cock in my mouth before I couldn't fit any more in without the risk of teeth. Or tearing the corners of my mouth. While I worked on Erik, I could hear Josh and Rob ramping up in the other room. They were getting loud, and Rob was starting to vocalize a bit. I wanted to get Erik in me so I could add to the fuck noises and let Josh know that a REAL cock was nailing me. But I was nervous as fuck. Before when I used to have sex with Rob and Erik, it was mostly blow jobs, and me fucking Rob. Erik had tried to fuck me twice before, but I could never get him past the midway point. It just hurt too damn much and I always had to make him stop. And Erik, being the nice guy, would lose his hard on if he felt like he was hurting me. But I needed him to fuck me tonight. All the way fuck me. To permanently wreck my ass for Josh's cock. I told Erik I was ready, so he grabbed a condom and lubed up. And I generously lubed my butthole. "Here, I brought some poppers," Erik announced, adding "They're fresh, and should help." Erik lay on his back, and I straddled his monster cock. I hit the poppers and started easing down onto him. I did pretty well at the start, but then I hit the thick part, and my ass would slide no further. Not even with poppers. I tried sliding off, lubing, and reinserting. I tried bouncing a bit, and easing my ass downward on each stroke. Still no good. Then I just tried forcing my ass downward which made me gasp and cry out a little in pain. "Damn! I'm hurting you. I knew it wouldn't work," said Erik despondently. I could feel his hard on slipping away. Fuck. I desperately wanted his horse cock inside me, but it just wasn't working. I was angry at myself for tensing up and not being able to take it, and I felt bad that I was once again going to disappoint Erik. I quickly pulled off of his cock, ripped off the condom, and started sucking him again while stroking his shaft. This got him going again, and soon he was oozing precum. Josh and Rob were really going at it now. We could hear the rapid slaps of groin against ass while Rob was desperately (and rather loudly) urging Josh to fuck him harder. I wondered how much of this verbal display was for our benefit. That's when I made the decision. I was drunk, horny, and very angry with my boyfriend, so I grabbed the lube, re-lubed Erik and my asshole, and got back on top of him. Erik's cockhead was at my hole before he came to his senses. "What are you doing? I don't have a condom on!" he whispered loudly. "I'm getting this fucker inside me NOW. At least once all the way." "We can't... we shouldn't...." "Just don't cum in me," I said as I began to work him inside my ass. In he slid, but once again, I was stopped at the midpoint of his shaft. But damn it, I was going to take him regardless of the pain. So I hit the poppers hard, waited for the wave of euphoria to hit, and then I squatted down. Hard. It hurt. Man, did it hurt me. I think I could feel my sphincter tearing a little as the thick part forced inside of me. I instantly broke out in a sweat, and tears stung my eyes. But then suddenly with a painful pop he was inside, and I slid down to the base. And now along with the pain in my ass, there was a dull pain deep inside my guts where his head was stabbing up into my colon. Erik grabbed my hips and steadied me as I sat impaled on his massive pole. "You ok?" he whispered. "Oh my god, that's a lot of cock," was all I could get out as tears ran down my cheeks. "This feels amazing," he said. "You know how long it's been since I've fucked a guy? Nine months. And I had to stop fucking that guy before I came because he was in so much pain. Rob always picks up other tops for us to mess around with, and even though some of them see my cock and want to try, they never manage it." I bent down and kissed Erik. And slowly lifted myself so I could start to ride him. I only ever pulled halfway off him, because the thick part of his cock was knotted inside me and wouldn't pull past my protesting butt hole. But I must say, the tug on my hole from the inside was an amazing feeling. Slowly we worked up a rhythm, and between that and poppers, I suddenly found myself getting fucked steadily by Erik's dick. Even though my asshole was still on fire, the pain was slowly giving way to pleasure. Incredible pleasure. The thick part of his cock was like a Mack truck driving over my prostate with every stroke, and the sheer volume of cock moving in and out of me was making every inch of my body quake and tingle. We eventually, slowly, rolled over so that I was on my back, legs spread and in the air and he was on top. We did this maneuver completely without disengaging his cock from my hole. Erik liked the leverage he could get in this position and we could also kiss more easily-- which we did. Erik set up a steady rhythm of pumping my hole while we kissed and sucked each other's tongue. If I listened, I could hear Josh and Rob really putting on a show now. Josh was shouting things like, "Take my cock, bitch!" as Rob answered with the scream "Oh God! Oh God! Ah! Ah! Ahhh!" over and over. I thought that once Erik was in me, I would give them some verbal back in return, to get some revenge on Josh. But it just didn't feel right anymore. What Erik and I were doing was far too intimate, and I was content to stay quiet. So was he. From the angle that Erik was fucking, and from the size of his cock, he was edging me closer and closer to orgasm with every thrust. I could feel it building slowly... from the inside. Deep inside. I wasn't even touching my cock, but I knew that I was minutes, perhaps seconds, away from cumming. I was trying to delay it with snorts of poppers, but to no avail. Thankfully at about that time, I hear Josh shout, "Fuuuck, I'm getting close! Your ass gonna take my load, bitch?" I whispered "Erik, you are getting me really close. You keep fucking me, and I'm gonna cum." Rob meanwhile shouted between grunts, "Ugh! Fuck me! Ugh! Give me that cum!" "I'm really close too," Erik said as he kept fucking me. I heard Josh's now-familiar, animalistic "rrrrrRRRRR-UGGGH! UGGGH! UGGGGGGHHH!" as he started cumming inside Rob's hole. "Oh God, just don't stop fucking me, Erik!" was all I managed to say grunt as the cum started spewing from my cock in streams across my belly. "Oh FUCK, I can feel you cumming! It's gonna make me shoot!" shouted Rob as he starts grunting repeatedly. I was staring up at Erik, as he looked down at me with a mixed look of sexual passion and concern. "Oh no... I can't stop. Oh God, I can't stop it. I can't..." Erik stopped pumping, his breath caught, and that's when I felt it. I felt Erik's ridiculously hard and thick cock start to throb as it was parked motionless inside my ass, stretching my hole even further with every pulse. His prodigious, positive load filling my guts. He shuddered, his breath ragged as his cock charged my insides. "Oh shit! Oh I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" Erik kept repeating. I hushed him with a kiss as his cock occasionally still twitched in my rectum. As we kissed, I heard the shower start and I knew that Rob and Josh were getting cleaned up. We stopped kissing, Erik looked at me and said, "What are we gonna do?" "About what?" I said. "This never happened. They fucked, we didn't. We just talked and waited for them to finish. Sound good?" "But... I came in you. And I'm poz. What about you? What about Josh??" "You let me worry about me. I begged you not to stop fucking me. And that thick cock of yours wasn't coming out again til you went limp. Besides... you liked fucking me raw, didn't you? Tell me the truth." "It was fucking amazing," he said. "I felt so... connected... to you. I kinda want to do it again." "And I gotta admit I loved feeling you cum inside me. I think I've wanted it for a long time. How about we leave you inside me, pretend to be asleep, and make those two sleep together tonight so we can fuck again" I suggested. So that's just what we did. We rotated around so that Erik was behind me, spooning, and we covered up. Josh came in a few minutes later and we pretended to be asleep. Josh tapped me to wake me up. I groggily said Erik was passed out and that I was pissed, and I wasn't waking him up. Then I told him to go crash with Rob. Josh said "Whatever" and walked out. Erik bred me twice more-- never pulling out his cock til the very end. Once later that night after we dozed a bit, and once in the morning before Josh and Rob got up. By the last fuck, Erik was long dicking me with his whole cock - the thick part punching past my hole and driving me wild with the most intense fuck pleasure I'd ever experienced. When Erik finally did pull out of me I felt so empty inside. And I don't mean just my ass. I felt like crying. Plus, my asshole hurt like it had never hurt after a fuck session; I was totally torn up. The sheets could attest to this fact, as they were a blood and cum stained mess. And even though Erik was positive, I was bound and determined to keep as much of him inside me for as long as I could. We all had a tense, hung over breakfast and said our terse goodbyes soon after. I broke up with Josh after our drive home, citing his immature behavior, but knowing it was because I didn't want to be the one to infect him. As I knew my negative days were probably over.

I had been talking to this guy on-line for a couple of weeks. He'd responded to my craigslist ad. I said I was a non-passable white crossdresser, kind of a guy in a skirt type, looking to give a bj. I had a blurry pic of me in a short leather skirt and thigh high stockings. He said he loved my pic and wanted to fuck my lips, but I saw a pic of his cock and thought no way, that black monster is way too big. In our chats, he asked if I liked "BB", I foolishly said yes, thinking that was Big Black (since he was a big black guy). He asked if I'd try a blindfold, I said cool. So after he promised he'd take it easy on me, and telling him there was no way I could deep throat a cock that big, he invited me over to his place. I put on that black leather mini skirt, thigh high fishnet stockings, a tight white blouse, and pumps. Although not passable, guys I gave head to in this outfit always wanted my ass, but I just did oral. Mark answered the side door after I parked in his garage, as he wanted to be discreet. He got me a drink, and after some small talk, he just whipped out his massive cock. It had to be 7 or 8 inches, soft. I got on my knees, and got to work. At this point, I could take it all in my mouth, but he was starting to stiffen up, so I placed my hand on the base of his shaft. He said I was being a good slut, but to drop the hand. I did as I was told. Mark then said he had the blindfold, and not seeing might help. It did make sense to me at the time, so he put it on. He said I was taking it much deeper without seeing, so it was working. Mark asked how my knees were feeling, I said they were OK, but he offered to guide me to the bedroom where things were a little softer. Mark was being very kind, so I let him guide me to the other room. Mark had me kneel, and said I could lean forward, as there was a little bench. What a nice guy. As I have my arms on the bench, sucking on that huge cock in the dark, all of the sudden, my arms and legs are grabbed. Mark pulls his cock out and starts laughing. It feels like there are restraints on the bench for my wrists, and ankles on the floor. There are other men laughing too. What the fuck is going on I ask. Mark asks if I'm ready for my bareback breeding. I say no way! He says I agreed to bareback, and there was no turning back now. My panties are cut off and my ass quickly lubed. I started to scream, right when they gagged me. The first cock in my ass felt like it was as big as a thermos! I was crying while they laughed. The fucking of my virgin ass continued for what seemed like forever then stopped. Oh god! I had a man cumming in my ass! Once he pulled out, I could feel his cum running down my leg, but I thought at least it was over. Boy was I wrong. Mark sad that I was just fucked by Justin, a skinny white guy with a 6 inch cock. That was 6 inches??? Oh shit.... So for what felt like hours I was fucked by several men, and cocks kept getting a little bigger, and hurting less for some reason. I was starting to like the feeling... Finally Mark said it was his turn. His huge cock slid in without too much problems, but it went REAL deep. He was fucking me slowly at first then asked if I was worried about AIDS. I shook my head yes. He said I was a silly little cunt, he was HIV poz and I never asked! OH SHIT! I tried to buck him off and push him out, this just made him piston fuck me harder. He buried his cock deep and said his dirty seed was going in my ass now, and I could feel it hot in my guts. For the next 2 days, I was kept bound, and every now and then fucked. The guys would tell me how sweet my ass was, and how hard it was to get a guy willing to take poz loads. I was far from willing, but Mark had told them I was going to act surprised. Then I was punched a couple of times in the head until I passed out. I woke up in my car, on the other side of town. Cum and blood on my legs, in my girl clothes, in the parking lot of a shopping center. The house where it happened was abandoned that day, with an eviction notice over a month old on the door. The e-mail account closed. So I was set up, and raped. Now I'm waiting to find out if they lied about being poz, or if I'm infected too.....

Part 1: The Weird Encounter Jake Bianchi walked around the corner from his parked sports car and opened the nondescript, modest door of his favourite bath house. He’d had a long Tuesday at work, and a hard one too. It was the sight of the newest member of his staff, a sexy young hunk with perfectly-fitted tight pants, that had given him such a hard time today – although he had trouble deciding whether it was the visible bulge down the left leg or the swelling curves of the form-fitting fabric over the ass that made life harder for him. At this point, all he wanted to do was to peel away his own designer clothes, find some totally cute young twink, and then get his rocks off, preferably inside said twink’s tight butthole. He wasn’t looking for a long evening, certainly not a take-home overnighter, and definitely not any kind of relationship – just a good pump and dump. It was the right time of day for it. It was 4:15 pm and half-price admission for college boys on Tuesdays lasted until 5:00. He could be sure that there’d be plenty of enticing young cuties roaming the halls. He sighted his first prospect right in the change room, as he shucked off his suit, tie, and dress shirt, then his tight briefs and socks, and stored them in a locker. This was a lean blond twink with a mostly hairless body, some decent muscle, and an enticing lump under his towel. He sauntered past Jake, eyeing the older man closely, admiring Jake’s dark Mediterranean good looks, and rubbing the bulge in his towel as he went by. Walking past Jake, the young fellow deliberately started rolling his hips a bit to emphasize the curves of his ass. No surprise, Jake’s seven-inch cock began filling up and straightening right away. He slammed his locker, grabbed the key and his towel, and followed the twink into the showers. The young guy already had the water running, and was letting it cascade smoothly over his body, just standing there under the spray while giving Jake a good sample of “fuck me” eyes. Although there were 6 shower heads free, Jake helped himself to the one right next to the twink’s glistening, wet body. The young fellow, seen up close, was a little older than some of the jailbait that occasionally sneaked in with fake I.D. – at a rough guess, Jake figured he would be about 22-23 or maybe a bit older. Good – that also meant he was likely to be experienced, not some novice kid who would have to be taught, step by step, how to take a man’s cock. Just as he thought that, the twink proved he was right by grabbing Jake’s cock and stroking it with a slight twisting motion. Then he fell to his knees and took the older man’s rapidly swelling dick into his mouth. Within three or four plunges, he got right down to the root of the matter and Jake felt the guy’s throat tickling his cockhead as the hot mouth slid up and down his shaft. Jake now realized that he wasn’t in quite such a hurry as he had thought. This young guy was proving to be a really talented cocksucker, and Jake was thoroughly enjoying the skill he brought to his work. He wasn’t even embarrassed to let out a couple of low moans as the fellow worked on his tool. Eventually, though, Jake felt the end drawing near, and he didn’t want to blow his load just yet. He pulled the young man up, and began kissing him, driving tongue into the guy’s mouth and at the same time sliding his hands down to play with the smooth, round ass cheeks. Jake’s fingers slid around those swelling mounds of ass flesh into the deep crack, and there he began playing with the hole. Now, it was this twenty-something bottom boy who was moaning at the touch of Jake’s experienced fingers, actually thrusting his butt backwards against the older man’s busy hands. Jake knew that this hot young fellow was going to take one hell of a ride from him. He spun the blond around, dropped to his knees, and buried his face inside that enticing ass crack. He lashed his tongue over the boy’s tight hole, then began digging in. As he tongued the younger man’s ass, Jake worked on the twin mounds of his cheeks, squeezing and massaging that beautiful ass with his busy fingers. He dug even deeper into the hole with his tongue, eating that ass like it was a five-course banquet and he was starving. He lapped and slurped and sucked, while above him the guy was moaning and grunting like crazy. Now, Jake started sliding a finger into the hole, still working away with his tongue. He dug in and twisted his finger around – then another one. Now this hot young guy was pushing his ass back into Jake’s face, thrusting backwards to try to get those fingers farther inside him. It was time. Jake stood up, grabbed the hot blond by the shoulders, and marched him down the hall to the room with the fuck bench. He pushed his young conquest backwards onto the bench, lifted his legs into the air, and slobbered all over that tempting hole one more time, just to make sure. He shoved his cock back into the young blond’s hot mouth and let him get it all wet and ready. Jake pulled away from that eager, sucking mouth, lifted the young guy’s legs higher and pushed them right back over his shoulders until he was bent double, like a paper clip. Then he started sliding his rock-hard tool into the twink’s tight hole. This young guy might look innocent, but his hole opened right up like any good, well-trained, bottom, and Jake was able to slide his seven-inch rod slowly but smoothly all the way in. It felt amazing, and the twink obviously thought so too, because he was moaning like crazy, saying, “Oh, yeah, Daddy, fuck me deep and hard.” Jake didn’t really go for that “daddy” bit that much, but if it made this guy hot, well, all right. “You like Daddy’s big, hard dick inside you, don’t you, boy? Daddy’s going to give you a fuck to remember.” With that, he started pumping his big boner in and out of this hot blond’s hole, driving in hard and twisting on each stroke so he hit different places inside the guy. As he fucked that beautiful ass, he slowly leaned forward until he was lifting the tight butt right into the air and pounding straight down into it. By now, half a dozen other young college guys had gathered around to watch Jake ramming the twink’s ass. All the time, the twink kept moaning and mumbling, “Fuck me, daddy, fuck me,” over and over. His talk line sounded like a bad porn film soundtrack. Jake wished the kid would just shut up and let him do his thing. His thrusts got faster and deeper, and he was driving his cock all the way into the butthole under him. He knew he was getting close now, and it felt like it was going to be an epic finish, after a whole day spent gazing at that hot new young staffer in the office. He could feel the pulses of sperm rising up his dick and gasped out, “Gonna cum…!” The blond bottom yelped, “Cum inside me, daddy! Breed my ass!” Jake started driving in the last few strokes, frantic now to release his load. Just as he was firing the first shot, a couple of huge, beefy hands grabbed hold of his shoulders and yanked him forcibly backwards, his cock popping clear out of the kid’s asshole as he was shooting. Before he could even finish yelling, “What the fuck!”, the big hands shot across his chest from either side, locking him in a death grip of two massive arms. Jake shouted incoherently and kicked out fruitlessly as his cock jumped up and down in front of him, firing spurt after spurt of wasted cum into the air. The bottom just kept wailing, “No, daddy, cum inside me!” But Jake no longer had a choice about that. A deep, ugly voice growled in his ear, “I told you the last time I threw you out of here to stay out and not come back. You want me to persuade you with a few broken bones this time?” Jake yelled, “What the fuck are you talking about? I’ve never been thrown out of here!” The man spun him around, and Jake recognized him as Bill, the big, burly bouncer from the bar down the street. Jake couldn’t ever remember seeing him in the baths before, but here he was – wrapped in a towel, with his massive hands gripping Jake by the shoulders. “Figures you’d try that line on – and after last Tuesday, when you practically tore some kid a new hole and had him crying and sobbing and yelling ‘No, no, no’ as you were breeding him. Now, I’m gonna take you back to the lockers and stay right there watching while you pull your clothes on, and then you’re going to get out of here. And if I ever see you in here again, it’s gonna be your sorry ass that’ll have a new hole ripped in it!” “But I wasn’t even fucking here last Tues…” “MOVE!” Bill stuck right with him, true to his word, until the locked door swung shut behind Jake and he was back in the entryway. He tried to complain to the desk clerk at the entrance, but the clerk just shrugged and said, “We ask him to hang around at the busy times. Helps if someone’s getting out of control. Sorry, bud, no refund.” And there Jake was, back out in the street, permanently thrown out of his most convenient and preferred place to fuck and breed hot young guys. Sure, he’d unloaded all right, as planned, but he was feeling less satisfied than he’d ever felt. Even the most useless, boring ragdoll of a bottom had left him happier than he felt right now. What the hell had just happened? And how was he ever going to find out?

Was talking online to this Indian guy who asked if I liked groups and wanted me to come by while he was working yesterday to get fucked. Wanting to get in some fun before it was supposed to snowstorm in Atlanta today, I said yes. I headed over right at noon per his request to what I found was a small cleaners in a neighborhood shopping strip. I had some shirts that needed laundered so I entered the store with them not sure if I was in the right place or not. I got my laundry ticket and then the guy behind the counter smiled and rubbed his crotch to let me know I was in the right spot. He wasted no time turning off the counter lights and locking the front door as he guided me into the back. I was surprised to find two other employees in the back area with their pants down showing hard uncut cocks. I quickly stripped and got on my knees and sucked both hard cocks as I felt lube being applied to my ass from the third. They wasted no time alternating fucking my mouth and ass for the next hour eventually turning me on my back with my legs in the air getting pounded for over an hour til all three had dumped loads in my ass and left me to clean myself up as they secured the business. I reached in my pocket for the laundry receipt knowing I would be back soon...

If it's not Backroom material and doesn't fit in one of the new fetish sections, it belongs here. This post from @rawTOP explains how to decide where something goes (as well as other useful things like what's not allowed at all):

What's so "conceited" about that response? Sounds more like you know yourself, you know what you want, what you don't, and run your life accordingly. That's not conceit; that's self-confidence.

Thanks for the advice. I'm definitely down with going with a 6g as long as we're doing it. I wasn't planning on going bigger than a 4g, so hopefully I'll have the 6g option like you did.

So my piercer said to just leave it alone (and I did) and it really does just take care of itself. I would move it around a bit everyday in the shower / keep the area clean but that’s it. Surprisingly low maintenance.

Well ...... How about sloppy twentieths ?? Better and better !!

I fucken miss Craigslist

I love the anonymous breeding of bottom fuck holes. Darkrooms and gloryholes. Adult cinema or Saunas. I do prefer not to see whom I'am fucking old, young, slim, fat. As long as the other person wants to have my cock and cum in his hole. And it gets even more animal like horny for me when I notice that his hole already has been fuck by some stinky smegma cock that left his DNA and heavy smell in his pussy. Love it also when the ass is still dirty and I feel that when his ass slides over my cock making a mess of it... the smell but most of all the warm sliding feeling. And that after minutes of pleasure I unload myself in his sticky smelly hole. Knowing that my cum is is shooting up his ass with no protection... bareback! That is what i just love to do!!

I think the odds are higher of getting a STD or two or three when you meet so many men at a bathhouse. I'm not one into stats, just from observation and play time there. Some care to get tested and treated for STDs, others don't. But STDs shouldn't stop you from having some raw fun.

I think there is often a tendency among those who have not sought a deeper understanding of the subject to equate any form of paganism with satanism, which is of course not so. One can easily follow such thinking to church doctrine that any influence that points a person away from the church is “the work of the devil”. The “Prince of Lies” that we are referring to is specifically a product of the Abrahamic/Judeo-Christian belief systems originating in the Middle East, but paganism may draw upon influences from entirely different sources such as Celtic or Teutonic tradition, or even entirely modern secularist and New Age movements. The common thread appears to be a rejection of the paternalistic, top-down, restrictive, repressive nature of Abrahamic religions as (regrettably) interpreted and practiced by most mainline churches, synagogues and mosques. Those interpretations are not surprising given that, on a social scale, religion is leveraged as a tool to control populations. At the individual level, however, the approach that serves to control the mass fails to meet the needs of the individual, and generates dissatisfaction and doubt. Ultimately, this may lead to personal rejection of the common religion and a search for something that meets the human needs of the individual. Thus, because humans are at first animals whose animal needs must be tended, we find some attracted to LaVeyan satanism, which among its guiding principles is the sense that humans are animal creatures and we are at our best when be align ourselves with the desires if our animal bodies - sex being prominent among them. Forms of paganism likewise celebrate the human connection to earth and nature and the animal world in a way that the Abrahamic beliefs reject. I am a Christian, but I stepped away from the organized church many years ago because it became clear to me that the institutions no longer practiced the actual philosophy of their professed beliefs. I have sought my own spiritual path, and I say spiritual because I do not believe I am first and foremost an animal - an animal body is merely the vehicle that transports my spiritual being during the time I am in this material existence. My personal observation - from the outside - is that satanism seems to predicate itself on the existence of the individual solely as a creature of the material universe. It does not seem to address questions of existence beyond the material, and is therefore less bound by considerations of morals, ethics, and judgments in relation to acts performed in life. Which is actually somewhat ironic, because the whole point of inventing Hell as a place one could be sent to was to deter people from doing amoral and unethical things. But when you’ve rejected the possibility of Heaven altogether to start with, I suppose there’s nothing left to say when tempted but: Eh, what the hell…

I was at the gym late and there were a few other people there. About half way through my workout when I noticed a slim and lean Latino guy approaching from the other side of the gym. He was wearing a gray tank top and black sweatpants. He had a nice muscle definition and his dick print was perfectly outlined. His sweats were wrapping around it basically so watching him walk over I couldn’t help but stare. I love a hot print on a sexy guy. We made brief eye contact once he got closer but no words were exchanged. He began doing curls a couple feet away from me so I got to check him out in the mirror. Watching his muscles flex and getting to enjoy that print. After a few min he dropped his weights and walked over and asked me why my deal is cause I’ve been staring at his dick since he came in. I told him like bro you literally advertising that dick can’t blame me. He asked me if I can keep my mouth shut about it? Told him I won’t tell no one. We went to the tanning room and locked the door. He took off his shirt exposing his lean and muscular body. I pulled down his sweats to finally see that sexy dick. I immediately grabbed it and started to jerk it and suck it as he leaned back against the tanning bed. I felt his dick get bigger and harder. A couple gulps later and his dick was a solid 8.5 and completely covered in my saliva. He told me to lay down on the floor and spread my legs. I covered the floor with our clothes and I did as instructed. He got between my legs and pressed his dick against my hole. Leaned over and pushed his dick head inside me and slowly slid deeper inch by inch inside me. I started feeling up his abs as he began to pump my ass with his dick . He started fucking me faster and harder. He pulled out and told me to flip on my stomach. He pushed back in me and began to pound my ass even harder. Pulled my hips up and pushed my head down and began giving me deep hard back shots. He told me to get up and ride him. I got up straddled him and began to ride him taking that rock hard dick balls deep every time. When he told me he was gonna cum I grabbed his shoulders and began riding him faster pushing down as hard as I could. I felt his dick start to throb inside me and his abs flexing as he moaned out that he was cumming inside me. I rode his dick for a few minutes to make sure I take even the last drop of his cum before I slowly pulled off his dick. He said damn I definitely will be needing that ass again soon. Told him he can breed me anytime. He got dressed and walked out. I soon followed and left the gym.

Damn they got a ton of good stuff. All over barebackbastards for sure. Just look at related videos.

My father’s best friend was the county attorney here for many years, and he would always comment on how busy court was after a full moon. Apparently a full moon has an effect of some sort on people. I don’t see what the big deal is about it, honestly - on any given night of a month a Top could open the door to my hotel room and be looking right at a full moon. 😀

Part 7 “Daddy’s gonna fist your cunt. Then shoot his toxic load in it.” “Thank you Daddy.” “You’re gonna need a pick me up for that boy.” I smiled and begged, “Please Daddy. Give me more. Shove more up my ass.” He shook his head. “I don’t play that way, boy.” I looked at him and asked, “Smoke?,” hoping this was how he played. “Nope. Try again.” I closed my eyes, knowing the only other way. And I was terrified. I slowly opened my eyes, overcoming my fear. “Slamming,” I quietly said. “I didn’t hear you boy.” I mustered every ounce of courage. “Slamming, Sir. You slam. You’re gonna slam me, Sir.” “Is that a question? Or a statement? Yes, I only play by slamming little faggots like you.” It was easier to say this. “I want you to slam me Daddy. Please slam me and fist me.” “Good boy. But before I do that, I have a question for you.” I nodded my head. “You’ve already taken five toxic loads. Do you care who gave it to you? Who made you into a poz whore? I though about it for a moment. I nodded my head. “I wish it could have been one of you.” Daddy smiled, “I wish it could have been one of us. Telling you we were giving you our toxic loads and making you beg for them,” I felt a tear roll down my face. “I wish that would have happened.” Lamont and Master, agreed. “Sorry we couldn’t make you do that.” Daddy walked over and grabbed a pouch from the floor and walked back me. He opened the pouch and pulled out a bag of shards. He saw my eyes go wide with hunger. The came a strap with a small clip. He saw my questioning look and said, “it’s for your arm. Easy on, easy off.” Then he pulled the needle and held it up for me to see. It was empty but still intense. “You can still say no, boy. It’s gonna be your choice.” I didn’t hesitate this time. “I want it Sir. Please, slam me.” He smiled and said, “Good choice, son. But it was going to happen your way. Or mine.” “Lamont, I need your help.” Daddy and Sir left the room, going to the bathroom as Master took over fingering my cunt. He leered down at me and before I knew it, he smacked my balls causing me to whimper and tighten my cunt. Lamont returned and Master slid his fingers out so Lamont could take over. Lamont slid his fingers in, bigger than Master’s. I was lost in this feeling and did not hear Master leave. Soon Master returned and told me to open my eyes. I did and saw home to my left, Sir to my right and Daddy, now naked, standing in front of me. His dick was average in length and thickness. His PA was twice the size of Master’s and sharp on the edge. He had the same bio-hazard tat as the previous guy. This one was in red and had the words, “Toxic Shooter” above it.

Part 3. The family reunion the next day was interesting to say the least. It was at my grandmother's house and pretty much all of the family was there. I had driven myself since I had gotten my a hotel room and met my parents and the rest of the family there. My cousin gave me the typical hey long time no see and acted very cool about the fact he had fucked the shit out of me with 3 of his other friends. For most of the reunion I couldn't help myself and kept glancing over at my cousin as he interacted with the rest of my family. Most of the day he would say passing words to me but for the most part left me alone. As the day slowly drew to a close and most of the family started to leave I shot another glance towards my cousin and this time we made eye contact and I noticed a slight grin on his face. Most of the family had left and since I had gotten a rental car I told my parents I would stay and help clean up. At some point as I was cleaning my cousin came over and in a low whisper said "come to the garage". His tone made it out to be more of an order and by the time I had turned around he was already walking away. My heart started to race thinking all kinds of thoughts. I put some dishes away and made my way to the garage. Upon opening the door I let out a small gasp and quickly entered it and closed the door behind me. My cousin was leaning against the car his dick already out of his pants through his zipper. He made eye contact to me and without saying a word just pointed to his dick. Slightly hesitating because some of the family was still in the house I didn't move at first. This obviously irritated my cousin because I heard a low growl from him. Making up my mind I walked over and knelt in front of him. "When I say come you come" he said grabbing my head with force and shoving my face on his dick. My hesitation before obviously made him mad so he was taking it out on me. He shoved his dick in my throat all the way down making me gag since I wasn't prepared. He just grabbed my head and held me there making me choke. Slowly I got my gag reflexes under control and started working his dick on my own volition instead of having him force me. This brought a sigh to my cousins lips and he finally released my head. I looked up into his bright blue eyes as I worked mu tongue on his shaft. Licking up and down all while keeping my lips on his dick. His beautiful man musk permeated my nostrils as I breathed through them so I could keep swallowing his dick. My cousin reached into his pocket and pulled a cigarette our and lit it. "Fuck yeah work that dick" he muttered as he drew on his cigarette. I brought my hand up and started playing with his balls all while sucking him. Suddenly I heard the door behind me open and I stopped in panic. One or my uncles had come into the garage to throw some trash away and he stopped in his tracks. He just stared at us, me with my cousins dick in my mouth. My cousin looks back and just says "hey uncle David" I move to get up but just cousin just grabs my head keeping me in place. Terror runs through me thinking oh shit my uncle is going to tell everyone. But to my surprise my uncle doesn't go back inside and just walks up to us throwing the garbage bag aside. Even more surprising I see that he had actually pulled his dick out of his pants and is starting to stroke it. Then I hear my cousin say " suck uncle David's dick I told him you were amazing and he wants to try it. Aunt Cindy hasn't sucked his dick in ages" I'm still shocked at what's developing but then it dawns on me. My cousin had already told my uncle and had probably told him to come to the garage as well. I turn my head towards my uncle who has a slight beer gut but am greeted with a nice 6 inch mushroom dick to my face. "Your cousin told me how great of a cock sucker you are and I just had to feel for myself. " still not believing what's going on I on auto pilot turn my attention to his dick and swallow it. He let's out a small gasp and a wow as I swallow his dick down to its base. "Holy shit its been so long" he says and I can tell because his dick is oozing precum already. I'm licking and sucking away when I hear my cousin move and starts rearranging the work bench in the garage. "Lay down on here" he orders and I stop sucking my uncles cock and move over. I lay on my back on the bench and my cousin practically rips my pants off. "Lean your head back and suck uncle David's dick again I want some of that pussy again" my uncle comes over and puts his dick back in my mouth as my cousin lifts my legs. He spits in his hand and rubbs his dick before lining it up on my hole. "You really going to fuck him?" My uncle asks and as a response my cousin shoves his dick in me. I gasp with my uncles dick in mouth as I feel my cousins large dick force its way into me. I do my best to relax but it still hurts. My cousin just grunts and pushes harder. Tears enter my eyes as I try to endure the pain all the while my uncles dick is still in my mouth. My cousin starts a rhythmic thrusting making my uncles dick slide in and out of my mouth. Slowly my ass relaxes and I feel more pleasure then pain and start to moan. All the while my uncles dick is rock hard obviously turned in seeing my cousin fuck me. "Fuck uncle David this pussy is tight you need to feel it" my cousin says Jack hammering away. I can barely see my uncles face and can see indecision written all over it. I cam tell dick sucking is one thing but actually fucking his nephew is another. But seeing how much my cousin is enjoying my ass making low growls he finally makes up his mind. He pulls his dick from my mouth and walks around. My cousin is still jack hammering my ass. Pulling all the way out and shvoing back in. Now with my mouth free of my uncles dick I start to let out some moans. My cousin covers my mouth "shut up can't have the family hear you" with his hand on my mouth I feel his big dick hitting all my spots. I try not to make noise but small moans still escape. My uncle is jacking his cock watching my cousin fuck me. With one last hard thrust in I then feel my cousins body shake and feel the familiar pulsing and warmth as he shoots inside me. Finally pulling out he offers my gaping hole to my uncle "go for it feels damn good" my uncle comes around but unlike my cousin doesn't just shove his dick in. He taps it on my hole and slides it on it. I feel his big mushroom head slowly position in my hole and then he enters me. I gasp as his big head slowly pushes in feeling amazing. He let's out a sigh as he pushs all the ball deep. "Fuck it's so warm and tight" he mutters as he does slow strokes in and out of me. My cousin has made his way to my head and shoves his semi hard dick in my mouth. "Clean it off and keep quite" he says. I lick and swallow his dick tasting myself and his leftover cum. My uncle is sliding in and out of me nice and smooth with squishing sounds obviously from my cousins cum. He didn't last long having not had sex for a long time and he feel his mushroom head grow as he suddenly shoots multiple times in me with gasp. After pulling out I can tell he has the post cum regrets as he doesn't say a word zips up and leaves the garage. My cousin just laughs as he pulls his dick out of my mouth and also zips up. He walks inside leaving me on the bench still reeling from what happened. Two of my relatives have now fucked me.

I see guys looking for older bottoms more now than in the past, but that maybe because I’m in my late 40’s now. Having said that, there is still a huge bias against older bottoms. Like the OP said, older tops are sought after, but older bottoms are looked at as trolls or begging for a fuck. Kind of stupid because I think older guys are more open to kink and the like, and with their experience are more likely to be able to satisfy a top. I like the idea of being topped and dominated by a younger top/dom (18-30), but an older top or vers can be a good time. And although I prefer to bottom I have no problem topping an older bottom either.

PART SEVEN I came to a couple of hours later with a throbbing pain in my arse once again. It was starting to worry me how much the poppers were affecting me and making me do, as I looked down at my now hairless arms & legs. I pulled the plug out with a pop and went to the bathroom to clean it up, as well as the shower which was now filled with body hair. I made my mind up that I would only do what Tyler asked me to do and steer clear of the poppers as it was bringing out a Mr Hyde side of my personality that I really didn't want out in the open. With a clear mind, I couldn't help but marvel at how I must've been able to fit the plug inside me while I cleaned it up, I dried it up & put it with the poppers in a plastic bag in my closet for when I'd return to Carson to get my next dose of PREP. I had enough to see me through the next couple of weeks seeing it appeared that I had to take it every day. I certainly didn't want to catch anything and I fully intended for the guys to wear condoms if they were going to have sex with me but I thought it best to be on the safe side. Feeling a bit dazed and kinda hungover from the beating my brain had been getting over the past day or so, I thought I'd take it easy & spend the rest of the day cleaning the apartment. There was still a bag of my ex's stuff that she'd used when she came over which I threw into my closet as well. We were gonna organise for her to come round at some stage to pick it up, but I thought it best to put it all in the closet for when she did. Out of sight, out of mind for both of them really. It was mid-afternoon when I heard a buzz of my doorbell. Looking at the fuzzy camera it didn't look like anyone I recognised when the voice came through, "Barry sent me, he came this morning." Barry must've been Mr Hi-Viz? Oh god, what was this guy gonna do to me? Footsteps came slowly to the door and I heard a gentle knock and I opened the door. It would've been a guy roughly Barry's age but in a lot better shape, not that he was fit or anything but he'd obviously been a labourer for a long time and was still reasonably fit. What was also pretty obvious was that he'd had a few drinks and that he was pretty nervous as he came in. "Um...hi....I work with Barry and we've been down the pub down the road. He was ...um....telling me about a great blowjob he had this morning and said that if I said his name...you'd look after me too. I've got money!" God, this was the weirdest situation....he was more nervous than I was! I could tell the state he was in and his nervousness that it wasn't likely to be something regular so I thought why not. "I'm no poof or anything....it's just that it's been a while since my wife died and Barry said you were really good...." "Well, I'm glad to know I come highly recommended!" I replied, trying to relax him, completely ignoring that he thought that I was gay. "You sure do.....where did you want me?" he asked, looking around nervously. It was so cute how unsure of himself he was! "Wherever will make you feel more relaxed" I replied. I was sounding like an old pro, despite the fact this was only the second guy that'd paid me for anything! He sat down on the couch, fumbling with his belt & got his pants and briefs down. "Got much planned for tonight?" "Sorry mate, I'd just rather not know a guy's sucking my cock if that's OK? If you could just keep quiet & suck me off I'd really appreciate it" and he sat back on the couch with his eyes closed, not subtly letting me know that he wouldn't be watching me. I probably should've been offended that he didn't want to see me but it didn't worry me too much, in my mind this meant there was far less pressure. I smiled to myself when he started moaning as soon I started to run my fingers delicately over his cock. This was gonna be easy, and fun! The head of his hardening cock was glistening so I ran my tongue round it, to get the pre-cum. Only thing was, it wasn't pre-cum and must've actually been piss as I'd never tasted it before. I guess because of the beers he'd drunk it didn't taste too bad and I let myself continue with the job at hand, and in mouth. While I sucked his cock like I thought a woman would, it started to dawn on me that different guys liked their dicks worked differently, which made sense of course, I'd just never thought of it that way. Barry this morning pretty much face fucked me, whereas this guy liked it more when I gave long, deliberate licks up & down his shaft as I jerked him. I had to admit that it was a turn-on thinking that there were so many different ways I might be sucking cock in the future. "Oh god baby...please don't stop" he moaned, and gently put his hand on the top of my head. My hair's pretty thin so I don't think it broke him out of the illusion that he was being blown by a woman and I didn't want to break him out of that so kept using light touches and higher moans if I did make a sound. He started getting super hard now and so I could tell with my wealth (ha!) of experience that he was close to cumming. "Oh yes honey...that's it...that's it...that's OHHHHHHHHH" and before I could pull back to ask where he wanted to put his load, it started to fill my mouth. I could tell that it must've been a while because I could feel big thick spurts of it, running down my throat. He still gently held my head in place so I wasn't sure whether he wanted me to swallow or not. I thought I'd give him a treat & I did, it was also kind of a treat for me too. He came down from the high and opened his eyes, looking round the room. "Shit, that was a lot, sorry. Where did you spit it out?" "Haha, I didn't actually" I replied, and pointed to my open mouth. "All down the hatch!" "Oh yeah, I forgot you poofs love cum" (that word again!) "Um...let me get my wallet" and he rifled around in his pants. As he opened his wallet, I could tell that he only had $50 and $5 notes. "Look, I'm sorry I didn't mean this...Barry said he either pays $10 or $20 when he gets...." "$5's fine" I interrupted, "You can pay me more next time you come round." "Um, yeah....we'll see...um thanks" and he put the $5 on the table next to the door as he hurried out. As I put the $5 into my wallet, I was wondering what I should've been shocked more by: that I sucked some random old guy off & swallowed his cum for $5, or that I sucked some random old guy off & swallowed his cum for $5 and I didn't mind at all! END OF PART SEVEN

This is true, I just hope younger guys reading this thread keep it in mind. Also, I don’t derive any pleasure thinking of anybody else receiving mental distress. We can cause each other so much needless pain. I remember one night I was out and and a friend of a friend said something cruel to a guy at the bar. I told him immediately that he was rude and he should go apologize. Of course he was indignant. I said, well, if this is acceptable behavior in this group I’m out of here and I walked over to the guy and said ‘I’m sorry that he was such an ass to you’. I no longer have room for mean people in my life.

I was awakened sometime later by a deep voice and a hand pulling the plug slowly out of my pussy. He told me Jake said I could have a turn and that you would not care. I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs and guided his thick long cock into my dripping cunt. Pozzed while Cruising 5 My new faceless and anonymous fucker easily slid his thick cock into my gaped hole. I thought for a quick moment where did he find all these thick dick friends. I knew I would be a regular in this apartment if they let me. He drilled his large cock back and forth in and out of me picking up his pace as he went along. Soon he was pulling nearly out of me and driving it full force back into me. I tried to slow him down, but he smacked my hand away. I am going to add my tainted load with the rest of them, you little slut. I was hard again at his verbal abuse. I slowly jerked my hard cock as he slammed away at me. I begged him to breed me. “Poz me…” I heard myself whimper. It was the first time I knowingly admitted that I wanted their tainted loads. I begged him to cum in me. I hear the door open and light from the hall streamed in. I could see 3 or 4 guys standing there. My original top told me to repeat myself, but louder. “Poz me” I said just above a whisper. “Louder!” he demanded. “Poz me!” I said with more authority. “Louder! Cum Slut or he’ll pull out and we’ll kick you out” he exclaimed. “POZ ME!!!” I said loud enough to be heard around the block. He flooded my torn up and now obvious pozzed cum filled ass. He collapsed on top of me. I felt his beard scratch my neck. HIs thick dick retreated from my cummy hole and I leaked from my gaping hole. He soon got up and tossed me the plug. I knew full well what to do with it. I dragged my worn and well-fucked body from the stranger’s bed, got dressed and followed some voices out into the living room. I must have been a site with my hair all over the place and my clothes all wrinkled, and they were all chatting like I was not even there. Jake, I assumed, was the guy that first fucked me in the bathroom and then brought me back to the apartment along with 3 other guys which two of them fucked me. I was pretty sure of one of them because he was the one with a beard. He was a black guy and fucking HOT. They finally took notice of me and Jake welcomed me to the club. I asked if they were really poz and did they just poz me. He assured me they were and that I was, but it was going to be OK, and that I would soon get all the cock I ever wanted. He asked if I wanted more. I shook my head yes. He then instructed me to strip and get in the middle of the room. I slowly stripped out my jeans and t-shit down to my boxer briefs and Jake motioned for those to go to. They watched a basketball game on TV while they were spread out on the couch and the recliner. I stood there naked while I slowly got hard again. That is when the guy next to Jake pulled out his cock and nodded for me to come over and suck him. I got down on my knees and swallowed his thick cock and by the taste of his meat. I could tell he had been in my ass or someone’s ass recently that just made me suck him even harder. That is when I felt a tug at my balls and Jake shifted on the couch and someone got behind me, pulled the plug from my abused hole and slid his cock back into me. Then Jake spoke up…”if you ever want this treatment ever again, if you want to be a part of this club, you must come by once a week and bring a new boy with you as often as you can to submit to our and your needs. In a couple of days or a bit more, you are going to get sick, come back here as soon as you can and let us know, but it is essential that you bring new meat with you.” He continued, “ you can find them like I did you in several restrooms on campus, those are the popular ones, but almost anyone is ideal ‘breeding’ ground’ for picking up and converting guys. Most just want to get sucked and this is where your thirst for cum will be helpful, but we need more guys like you to fuck and breed. Do you agree with that? Nod if you do? I mumbled with a fat cock in my mouth and nodded the best I could. He ordered everyone to hurry up and send me on my way because I had work to do. He wanted my first victim in two days. My mind buzzed on how and who I was going to ensnare in my trap and truly wondered what I got myself into. I worked myself and was fucked into another orgasm as my cock erupted shooting my load all over the carpet white the cock in my mouth shot volley after volley into my throat where I had not choice but to swallow it. I was soon rewarded with another ass full of cum. I walked home with a plug shoved deep in my cunt and every boy that I saw becoming a potential target for the “brotherhood”. I got hard…again Hope you guys like this one Love the hot chats and emails from some of you NWiJoey@gmail.com

Very strange. Given that the only place it seems to appear is on his profile, then it should effectively disappear when his account is deleted. [I just got a white page when I tried to view the image - no error.]

Perhaps these younger tops also respond well to the straightforwardness of us older bottoms. We tend to forget that for most of us it takes years to grow to a point where we know exactly what we want sexually. I wasn’t like this in my 20’s: I didn’t know what I wanted. For tops in their 20’s it must be very refreshing to deal with bottoms who know exactly what they want and have no hang-ups about it.

I can see where he posted the image in the "Activity" section of his profile page. When I try to go to the image to delete it, I get an error page.

What happened? Perhaps it is happening at the moment. Patience is a virtue; for new life to grow and flourish in astoundingly impressive ways when given time 😉😈 Sorry for the delay, a draft is in the works and guess I'm sort of plotting out the series, with some experimental ideas. Regretably been dealing with personal issues and a large project that has to take priority while ideas 🌼"blossom"🌼. Hope to have something soon.

PART SIX As I showered, I knew I should've been disappointed in myself but I wasn't really. If you'd have told me two days ago that I'd let a complete stranger into my house and I'd suck him off and let him cum on my face for $10 there's no way I could've believed you. Something about it all was such a turnon though, and as the water mixed with the cum on my face and dripped down my body and some into my mouth, I had to admit that I didn't mind it too much. The cum mixed with water still tasted OK as some of it ended up on my lips and it wasn't just the poppers talking when I sucked Dad's cock clean thinking how good it tasted. By the time I towelled off I was so horny and decided to quickly fire up pornhub on my laptop to jack off. It only just dawned on me that I'd not even cum myself off despite everyone else cumming in or on me. I jumped straight to my preferences of straight anal and after flicking between a few videos it really wasn't doing anything for me. The girls really seemed to be struggling with cocks that were much smaller than Tyler & Dad's, or they were just really overdoing it and it seemed so fake. I thought to myself that if I wanted to see some real anal, it was probably best to go to the gay categories. I decided that I'd love to see how it would've looked to see Dad fucking me, so put Daddy/son into the search bar and was overwhelmed with choice. As I watched the young guy get pounded by a Dad's moster cock, I got rock hard instantly - not because I wanted to be the Daddy, but because I wanted to be the boy and feel that dick inside me too. I looked around the bedroom for something to fill my arse, when I remembered the plug in the bathroom sink. I knew it was way too big for me, but I just needed to feel something. I grabbed it, and finding the poppers, I slowly, and with great pain, managed to plug my ass. I was so high off the poppers, that I opened another window to see where I could buy dildos online, I didn't want just a plug, I wanted to be able to fuck myself with something too. Before I could think too much (& I couldn't really anyway), I'd ordered a massive dildo and one about the size that I'd been sucking on when Tyler interrupted Dad & me. Speak of the devil, my phone lit up and it was a message from Tyler. "Heard good reports about your blowjob this morning, but Carson tells me I lost a bet with him, to make up for it you've gotta do a special job for me" Carson must've been the chemist? I had to admit I was glad to hear Mr Hi-Viz enjoyed the blowjob though. "A special job???" I guess", I replied trying to keep my cool even though in my racing head I was thinking, "Fuck..anything...I need it so bad" as I sat down harder & harder on the plug. "That's the way, now shave off all your leg & arm hair & under your arms as well" he told me. "Send me a video of it when you're done. And by the way, Daddy says hi!" That made me a combination of so jealous and horny at the same time to think he was still thinking about my arse. I was so out of it that the prospect of Dad wanting to fuck me again turned me on so much I dashed to the bathroom, pulled out the shaving cream & got to work on my legs & arms, sniffing all the way thinking I wouldn't have the guts to do it "straight". I tried to compose myself when I sent through the vid, trying not to look as high and hard as I was, and not showing the massive plug up my arse. "Well done, keep yourself smooth for the next few days. I'll let you know what it's for soon." Tyler texted back. "I always knew you were agreeable 😉 " and sent me a snippet of the video with Dad entering me & me saying "Yes...yes...yes..."over and over again. It was all too much for me and I came hard & collapsed exhausted in a heap on the bed, the plug deep in my ass. I scooped up the cum and swallowed it wishing it was someone, anyone else's. END OF PART SIX

I get turned on by anyone who’s not ‘good looking’, who is overweight, underweight, ugly…as long as they put their cock in my mouth and ass, im theirs to use. It’s all about the cock and cum. Guys that might have a hard time finding someone to fuck can be very eager 😁

Part 4 Even with all the T I’d been given, my hole was resistant. T Guy kept pushing, telling me, “Open up for me cunt.” I then felt a finger shove into my hole, next to the big cock. The finger pulled my hole upward to stretch it out. “Here we go,” he said, pushing his cock into the small gap he’d made. Removing his finger, he started shoving the part of his dick head that he’d planted in me. “When I say, grab his shoulders and push down. We’re gonna get him to open up. NOW.” My shoulders were grabbed by the guy under me and pushed down. At the same, T-guy pushed in, also grabbing my shoulders to bring me down. Despite the T, the pain was intense and I let out a scream. “Yeah, faggot, scream for me. Let everyone know we’re wrecking your drugged up cunt.” When he finished degrading me, he began the forced invasion of my hole. Though in my brain it heard “cunt,” not hole. Every inch of his cock stretched me further, eliciting pleas for him to stop and pull out. He stopped his forward movement. “You really want my dick out of you?” I said I did and he responded, “Okay.” He pulled out and the other guy started to say, “what the…” Before he could finished, T-guy shoved his cock back into my stretched out cunt. The T finally took over and my cunt opened and took the thick cock and PA. This time, there was no stopping him. He had my shoulders still and kept me in place as he pushed all the way in. I groaned as he got in as far as he could. Then without knowing I was about to say it, I moaned, Oh, God. Do it. Fuck me.” He pulled his cock out to the ridge and slammed back in, making me moaned beg for it. He let go of my shoulders, as did the guy under me. “Tell us what you want. What you need.” I moaned, “fuck me, I need you to fuck me. Wreck my hole.” I heard a new voice say, “That’s fucking hot.” T-guy, responded to the new guy, “you ain’t seen nothing yet.” He leaned down as close as he could to my ear and said, loudly, “You need to get fucked? Then you do it faggot. Ride our cocks, show us how desperate you are.” He leaned back up and my need took over. I began lifting myself up and off the cocks before sliding back down. Each move took me further up their cocks and a little faster each way. “Don’t fucking waste our time.” I got his meaning. On the next lift I went all the way up, and then slammed back down. “That’s it. Good faggot. Beg for it. What do you need.” “Please, Sir, I need you both to breed my cunt. Give me your loads.” I kept up my fucking myself, once lifting all the way and slamming back down, taking them at the same time. The guy below me announced, “Fuck yeah faggot. I’m gonna breed your cunt. Make you pregnant.” Almost immediately, I felt him get even thicker as he began shooting his cum deep in my cunt. He kept thrusting, making sure every drop was in me. I felt him start to soften and tell T-guy, “ I’m coming out.” The new guy said, “Damn that was hot. Wish I could get in there.” T-guy told him, “Get naked and on the bed. On your back.” I heard clothes rustling and then movement on the bed. T-guy said, “Nice dick. You ready?” T-guy pulled out of my hole causing me to whimper and beg him to put it back in. There were no words as he lifted my right leg at the knee, pulling me off the bed. I felt the bed move as the new guy slid across to get under me. “Faggot, grab his dick and aim it to your cunt. Do not put it in you.” I was wobbly, from all the meth. I grabbed the dick and it was thick and long. I put it at my stretched cunt, and fought hard to not put it in me. “Good faggot. Follow directions and you’ll get what you want. Grab his hips.” I felt the guy take hold of hips with his big, calloused hands. This was a hard worker. “Beg him for his cock. That’s a man sized black cock.” “Please Sir, shove your big black cock in me. Please Sir.” The guy below me, still holding my hips, said, “You think you can take it faggot? Feel how big it is around? It’s even bigger in length, 11” in fact. If I put it in that faggot cunt, you don’t control what happens. I do. Is that clear boy?” “Yes, Sir. Fuck my faggot cunt.” T-guy, who’s quickly taken control of me, tells him, “Do it. Hard.” “Faggot, I’m gonna destroy your cunt.” He said this then immediately pulled me down as hard as he could. Even after taking the two big dicks, this one hurt. I screamed in pain as my hole was forced open again and my rectum was stretched even more to accommodate his thick monster. I felt his cock ram into my second hole and stop, but I knew it wasn’t all the way in. “Open that fucking hole faggot. You still got 3” to take. Get off my dick unless it goes all the way in.” I kept pressing downward but it wouldn’t go in. I knew what I had to do, and was so fucking turned on to do it. I rose up, and off his dick. I turned to where I thought T-guy was and said, without thinking, “Master, May I have more and your help?” He laughed and said, “Master? That sounds right.” There was a moment of silence, followed by another rock getting shoved as deep as could. “Now faggot, beg me for what you need me to do.” “Please Master, push me down as hard as you can so this big dick opens my hole.” Turning back in the direction of the black guy, I said, “Hard and fast?” I felt the rock burning and the feeling of wanting nothing more then my hole and that cock. I pressed the head to my cunt simply said, “Now.” I pushed down as hard as possible. Master’s hands pushed me down even harder and the black guy slammed upward. The pain was wonderful as this time my inner hole briefly fought the invasion, but was beaten by us. I groaned in pleasure as I came slamming down on the black man’s crotch. “Fuck yeah faggot, you done good. You were right Mike, this bitch is good.” “I don’t make shit up, Lamont.” I knew their names. I didn’t care. I just said, “Please, again.” I rose up to the ridge of his dick an slammed all the way down again. I then took over, fucking myself up and down, taking it all the way to the balls. After several minutes of riding his cock as hard as possible, I stopped when I was fully impaled. I leaned down, laying across his chest. Master knew what I wanted and immediately moved into place. “Hold him tight, Lamont. I’m coming in.” Lamont wrapped his arms tightly around me. “You are a freak white boy; I like that.” I only had time to say, “Thank you, Sir.,” before I felt Master’s cocky at my hole. As he began to push in, I started pushing down and back, forcing my cunt to stretch. With a lot of resistance, my hole fought a valiant fight. It lost as we worked together and I groaned as Master’a dick penetrated it. Not allowing myself to change my mind, I kept pushing down, taking Master’s cock inch by inch without stopping. “Fuck faggot, you really are a pig.” I pulled up and then slammed back down, taking both cocks as hard as I could. My hips were grabbed from behind and Sir said, “My turn.” He pulled out, all the way, before slamming back in. He did this several times until there was no resistance. A new voice, deep and with a sound of twisted pleasure, said, “Hope there’s gonna be something left for me, Mike.” The only thought that could go through my mind was that I’d been setup. I moaned in response to this thought. “Don’t worry Jack. I have something for that,” and laughed as he again rammed his dock in me, Lamont groaned and said, “I’m going to fucking nut in you faggot. You want my load? “Please, Sir. Breed my ho, breed my cunt.” With that, he pushed in as far as he could and I felt him start to spasm as he shot his load in me. “Fuck yeah faggot, take my load.” He shot for almost 30 seconds before the spasms ended. “Thank you Sir. Thank you for giving me your load.” “Oh, faggot, that’s the first of many I’m dumping in that cunt.” Master began pulling out and I whimpered. I don’t know what came next, but I could feel a new, feeling through my rectum. It was as if my cunt was vibrating from inside. I lost control and could not stop from Master’s being forced out of my hole fast and hard. “I’m gonna cum,” and I could barely finish it before my cock, still soft, erupted with a force I’d never felt before. The new guy told Master, “Quick, shove it back in and fuck him, he’s gonna enjoy this.” Whatever was happening in my cunt, was still going on as Masted rammed back in and began fucking me again. I moaned and begged, “Please, I can’t.” The new guy said, in my ear, “Ride the wave boy. Your having anal orgasms. There gonna continue, over and over, while you got his cock in you. He ain’t stopping until I tell him.” Master continued to fuck me, and like the guy said, the orgasms continued in waves. I lay there, still across Lamont’s chest, when he said, “Fuck, I can feel your cunt cumming around my dick. Keep it going and you’re gonna get me hard again.” I lost all focus on the world around me, other than words, and as intense s what was happening, I started moaning as the intensity moved from overload to extreme overload and felt great. I gave into it and just lay there, taking Master’s cock. Wave after wave continued and at the same time, I felt Lamont get hard again and start pumping in and out with Master. This only intensified the feelings in my cunt. I think I must have passed out, just after blowing another load. When I came back around, my hole was empty and I could feel residual waves, less intense then before, still going through my body. When I moved, I heard Lamont say, “Welcome back boy. How you doing.” This was a much different voice and temperament. “I…I’m… oh, fuck. That was intense.” He gently rolled me off of him and put me on my back on the bed. He reached up and pulled the blindfold off. I tried to keep my eyes closed, wanting to continue the anonymity. “It’s okay, Master said you’re ready to know what’s going on.” I gently and slowly opened my eyes, finding it hard to focus for several seconds. When my eyes could see, I saw the face, and recognized it, flinching in response. “You recognize me don’t you boy?” I nodded in response,shutting my eyes in shame.

Here’s another hot installment written by @Vancrawman. So grateful for him picking up the story and running with it. His writing is so hot and horny. Enjoy. MAC MEN 15: THE DOCTOR WILL SEED YOU NOW part 1 “And how many sexual partners have you had in the last 3 months, Sir?” he asked me, the shirt of his scrubs barely holding in his chest and biceps, the deep V-neck exposing tufts of dark chest hair. I was having trouble concentrating on this doctor’s office visit once I saw the doctor’s hot nurse. As he shifted in his chair, the nametag attached to the waist of his scrubs fell carelessly over his leg toward his crotch and I peered between his massive thighs to read his name: “Stavros.” “I’m sorry, what?” I said to him, dick-stracted by this gorgeous Greek god in front of me. But I made an effort to concentrate – after all, Angel told me this gay doctor was where all the Shudder guys go…he must be good, and based on the quality of the front desk staff (young twink receptionist named Travis), the muscle-bound African-American office manager in the tightly fitting suit who I saw in the hallway (Jason), the lab assistant who, three days ago, had me do all the usual cumslut testing, and drew a blood sample from me (blond, about 6’5” named Greg), and now nurse Stavros, I figured I was in the right place. I refocused my mind to try to come up with a number to Stavros’ question. Thinking to myself, there was meeting and hooking up with Angel, Ron, Oscar and Bryan, then the Shudder Party, many further hookups in the gym just before closing time, the double-penetration fuckfest with Erik and Bryan, several more fuck sessions with Angel, Oscar and Ron, the incredible Armband Party where I fucked about 20 holes – I lost count after we all went back in for more mansex after a break in the kitchen, several late night rawfucks with Angus in our apartment building, a few pump-and-dump cumdumps Angel and I sampled, and, oh yeah, I flipfucked with Damien again in his classic car just 5 days ago. “Honestly,” I told Stavros, I’ve been really busy in that department lately,” sheepishly smiling, “I’d say about 200, give or take.” I looked up at the ceiling to try to calculate more in my head, I know I was missing a few fucks and sucks here and there…. “It’s fine, Sir, I don’t need the exact number,” just an estimate – was he reproaching me? I couldn’t tell. “My, you have been busy,” he resumed, “well, we’re here to make sure your fun can continue unabated.” “Does the doctor see all the guys in my…social club,” I asked, casually referring to Shudder as a “social club.” “Well, that I’m not sure about, but I see you were referred by Angel, who refers a lot of patients, yes.” He said, the barest of a smile cracking his professional nursing exterior. “So, I have all your results back,” he started. And now I’m thinking ‘what has all my raw fucking spree made me pick up.’ “The doctor can explain them all in detail, but let me just tell you that they’re all clear,” Stavros says back to me. I guess I look surprised so he says, “Did you expect a different result?” “Well, I’ve had a lot of sex lately with a lot of different guys…” “It would seem so, Sir,” he says, looking down at the notepad where he wrote “200” in response to my answer and then I see also that he circled the “200” it a few times, also. “Of course, 200 was only an estimate, right?” he follows up, smiling at me. Your friend Angel who is like, I guess, the recruitment director for your ‘social club,’ he sends a lot of patients our way, and funny enough, there’s almost never a problem.” “Let me take your blood pressure,” he says as he moves in closer and takes my arm in his strong hands, and as he attaches the cuff on my arm,” he feels my bicep “You work out a lot, don’t you Sir?” “You can just call me Randy, it’s ok, and yeah I work out every day, it’s kind of my outlet from work pressure and stuff.” “Oh, but you have another outlet, too, don’t you,” showing me the notepad with the ‘200” circled on it. He removes the cuff. “Your blood pressure is fine.” “The doctor will be in shortly to go over some things with you – he’s just finishing up with another patient. Then I’ll be back in case there’s anything else you need, you’re our last patient for the day but we’ll be here for you for anything,” and with that, on his way out of the room, he briefly rests his hand on my knee in a still-professional way, but follows it up with a small squeeze that maybe isn’t so professional. Stavros is good, not just at nursing, but at being just cagey enough that I can’t tell if he’s flirting with me. I wait a few minutes by myself, which gives me time to recall some more hot raw mansex that I’ve had recently – there was that WeHo porn couple I fucked with for their subscription fanpage – they didn’t show my face but halfway through the fuck, about the time they were double-fucking me, I thought to myself maybe I should be capturing my exploits on camera like this…I did shoot 4 huge loads in 60 minutes for those guys; it’s been their most-viewed video this year, and I got referred by them to a bunch of other porn guys to shoot scenes with. Then there was the work trip to San Diego where I got away to the nude beach after work one day…I was sitting on the beach, reading a book, naked and cock out and enjoying some Vitamin D, -- nature’s testosterone -- when this hot Latino guy walked by. I could see him checking me out as he walked past, turned and walked back in front of me. I put down my book and saw his bronzed round butt glistening in the afternoon sunlight, and meaty cock swinging between thick muscly thighs. He didn’t say a word to me, just motioned for me to follow him. Another breeding to occur - so of course I follow him – I see him ahead of me turn and go behind some sand dunes. When I get there, he’s leaning up against a driftwood log and his hole is open and waiting for me. He’s got a small bottle of lube, which he hands me. I lube up and my steel-hard dick enters him in one motion. He still hasn’t said a word, just a low moan as I thrust it in and out. It feels like there’s a couple of loads up there already…I’ve got good deep strokes up his hole and it feels so good – just the perfect release after a long work day. I gift his talented hole with a big load of seed, thank him and walk back to my spot on the beach. Then I think back to the time Ron and I took his young nephew, Clay, to a sex club and positioned his sweet 22-year old ass up on a bed in the sleazy club – that is, after we each had provided a load for it to be lube for whoever wanted to breed the boy next. Ron and I advertised the available boyhole on Twitter, then wrote the room number on the big board in front of the club for all to see, then went on to other exploits in the club while man after man made that 22 year-old his breeding ground. After a couple of hours we came back to Clay and, based on the magic-marker hashmarks we asked guys to add to his back, he had 16 loads in his hole and a faraway smile on his face. I had shot 3 loads already at the club but the sight of Clay’s mancunt glistening with loads sent me over the edge and back up his hole my cock went to breed load #17 into the perfect boypassage. Ron snuck up behind me while I was fucking his college-boy nephew and penetrated me which tipped me over and my fourth load of the night shot into the twink, my cock coated with strangercum as I pulled it out and plugged it into Clay’s waiting mouth. Ron took that opportunity to plug his nephew with his fat cock and in no time, Clay had earned his 18th cumload of the night. I’m a little lost in my sexual reverie and now totally hard when the door opens and the Doctor comes in. I try to cover my crotch with my hands to hide it, but this is not very successful, especially once I get a look at the Doctor. He’s a handsome ginger man, in super good shape, bearded…I feel like I know him from someplace but can’t place it. “Hello, I’m Doctor Grant, but everyone just calls me Doctor Tom.” Looking down at Stavros’ notes, he says “You’ve been quite the busy guy, Randy,” his pen stopping at the number 200 for a moment…”how’s that going for you? Are you enjoying yourself? It looks like you’re enjoying yourself a bit right now,” he says with a mischievous smile. “Yes, Doctor Tom, I guess you could say I’ve been making up for lost time, I’ve had more sex in the past couple months than I did in the 20 years before that. But just want to make sure I don’t pick anything up or if I do, I get it taken care of.” “A responsible sexual being…we like that here in this office. Your friend Angel – well, he’s my friend, too…Angel sends me many patients he’s brought into his circle.” “You know Angel?” “Angel and I go way back,” he says. Now are there any medical questions I can answer for you? And you can just speak plainly, Randy, we’re all men here with the same interests.” “Well, Doctor Tom, as I said, I’ve been having a lot of sex lately. Angel really awakened something in me, and I’ve been going to a lot of sex parties and having a lot of hookups, and even if I shoot my load, I’m always still totally hard after and can easily cum four or five times more. Is that normal, or is that a sign of something else? I think about sex and men and giving and taking loads all the time. Am I a sex addict?” Doctor Tom just laughs, “Randy, in addition to all the standard post-sex bloodwork, we checked your testosterone level -- it’s through the roof. Well, that’s not a medical term, but it’s very high…all the working out and heavy lifting you’ve been doing is responsible for that. You’re a young, fit, highly sexual guy, it’s not surprising. And it seems from what Angel tells me, you’ve got a real exhibitionist streak. Just enjoy it and be responsible and come see us regularly. And also, as you now know, once you meet Angel and attend a Shudder Party, you just want more and more and more. If I wasn’t a science guy, I’d almost think Angel has some magic potion to make men super studs.” I nod my head. I’m relaxing a bit in front of this handsome doctor. I notice for the first time how his shirt is unbuttoned halfway down his hairy chest, and how when he turned to his side, his shirt opened up just enough for me to spy a big nipple piercing beneath the ginger fur. “Oh, I agree totally about Angel he’s got some magic in his…potion…if you know what I mean.... I’m starting to relax, making no effort to hide my hardon, wondering if I’ll ever get a chance to fuck and get fucked by this hot ginger doctor. “And you know about Shudder?” I ask him…I see him looking at the clock as it strikes 5:00pm. “The office is now closed,” he says abruptly. I’m looking confused for a moment I think I have offended him in some way. He continues, “So now, I’m out of the office -- which means, now I can tell you, yes, I know about Shudder. I’ve been to many of them, although I couldn’t make the last one, which was your initiation there, right? “Yeah,” I say, wondering where this is going – could this be leading to a fuck? Everything does for me these days! My cock is pointing straight up in the cheap medical gown they have me wearing. “Angel told me all about it when I hooked up with him 2 days later. It sounded so hot…and then he told me about the Armband Party, so I made a point of going to that one,” he moves in closer to me, putting his hands on my knees as I sit with my erection on the exam table. “You and I met at the Armband Party,” he whispers into my ear. “You laid that thick pipe into my hole and I shot a 10-shot cannon of jizz straight into the air, Stud!” He leans in and kisses me deeply. He grabs my ramrod cock. “I’ve been craving for that hard cock of yours again, Randy…you got time now to retire to my office?” he asks, pointing to the door on the left. I remember him now, of course I do – he was the hot ginger I rapid-fucked after Brian Bonds but before I got into Angus’ hole. He was the hot bearded ginger in that sequence of guys one after the other who rode my cock and they all spewed their hot seed while doing it! Angel’s “circle,” as Doctor Tom calls it, is seemingly everywhere…I see guys I’ve fucked or who’ve fucked me in the gym, at the gas station, in my apartment building, at the movies, it’s Angel’s own community of hot rawfucking manhood. Sometimes when we see each other, it leads to a fuck right then and there and sometimes just a knowing nod and a quick “Hey.” And now I find out I’ve already fucked the hot Doctor in front of me – his cum rained down on me and Angel and Angus licked it off of my face and chest! He takes me by the arm and directs my hands over his tight pants and bulging crotch…We walk into his private office – where Stavros is waiting, naked and ass up on the doctor’s desk… Stavros’ arched back and round firm ass are staring back at me as Dr. Tom motions for me to come closer. “I know he’s been waiting for your hot cum cannon, Randy,” he explains, stripping off his lab coat and shirt, exposing his big chest with the carpet of ginger fur and 2 elongated pierced nipples. I go to eat the Greek’s ass. As I begin the rimjob on Stavros’ furry butthole, Doctor Tom moves up behind me, lifting up the flimsy medical gown - his hands exploring my ass and reaching to my waiting hole. “In fact, we all have been waiting for that cock and your hole, Randy,” and with that he sinks to his knees, spreads my cheeks and starts eating my hole. “Nice to see the party’s getting started,” someone says in the doorway. I turn from Stavros hairy butt to see Jason, Greg and Travis come in, wrapped in towels, fresh from a shower someplace. They all start sucking on each other’s thick cocks. Greg, the 6’5” tower of gorgeous blond masculinity, gets himself in front of Stavros’ mouth and the Greek god swallows Greg’s fat meat in one big thrust. Dr Tom continues his tonguefuck of my open hole but pauses long enough to say “And there’s one more patient coming to join us, who I think you know, Randy,” Tom announces, and in walks the one and only Angel.

I love anon sex cuz for the duration of the fuck he exists only as a piece of fuckmeat and a hot asshole for me to use as I please.I love mounting a man for the first time. And once I've shot my load up his ass I move on.

After a few minutes Mike came back and started to undo the restraints. He helped me onto my back and held me while the blood flowed back into my limbs, kissing my neck all the while. “How do you feel?” “Amazing.” “Good, think you can make it downstairs now?” “What’s down stairs?” “Im sure Jack and Erik have something good planned for you. When I left them, Jack was balls deep in Erik and getting ready to breed him.” “Fuck, I need to see that.” The thought of Erik, the man who now owned my hole, taking a load made my cock leak in its cage. As quickly as I could I made my way downstairs, the plug slamming against my prostate as I walked. Mike followed closely making sure my still tingling legs didn’t give out. Mike hadn’t been joking. Jack had Erik kneeling on the couch, bent over the back. Erik’s head was tossed back in lust, clearly enjoying the pounding Jack was giving him. Mike lead me around the couch so I could watch Jack’s cock sliding in and out of Erik’s hairy hole. With each stroke the hair around Erik’s hole clung to Jacks slick cock, I was mesmerized. “Your new boy is here watching you take my load. Go look in your man’s face boy, see who you really belong to.” I moved to kneel by Erik’s head, resting the plug on my heel to keep it in place. Erik opened his eyes and smiled, “Breed my hole Sir. I need it.” “That’s right,” Jack said. Erik looked me in the eyes and in a fucked out daze said, “I was Jack’s first boy. He bred me all through college. Eventually we started picking up boys of our own, but I will always be Jacks and all of my boys by default are his.” “Exactly, you’ll be going home with Erik; Erik will hold the keys to your cage; but in the end your cunts both belong to me. Take my fucking load,” Jack growled as he unloaded deep inside Erik. A look of euphoria washed over both of them, then Jack slowly pulled out of Erik’s hole. Mike fell to his knees to clean off Jack’s cock, but he moved Mike aside and came over to me. Dutifully I opened up and cleaned the cock that had just bred my new top. “Thank you. That is just want I needed Jack. Now,” Erik straightened up revealing another raging boner, “You ready for another load in that cunt boy?” “Fuck yes.” “On your back on the floor then.” I laid on my back in front of the three men and pulled my legs up to my chest. Erik squatted down over me with his ass aimed towards my face and pointed his cock down towards my hole. Jack reached in and pulled the massive plug from me with a wet squelch, leaving me gaped open for Erik. His dick plunged into my hole. I looked up as he slid inside me, right above me was his cum slick hole, wet and slightly gaped. There was a small trickle of cum running down the inside of his leg as he started to hammer at my hole. I belonged to an already owned man. I was the boy of someone who belonged to a true alpha. I had no idea what that made me beyond the absolute bottom rung on the ladder. “Fuck Mike, you wrecked this boys hole. He’s so fucking loose now.” “You said get him ready,” Mike replied. “No, you did good. He feels fucking amazing now. I never last long with one of Jack’s loads in me and now with your pussy all wrecked. Fuck, I’m going to breed you boy. Take my load. This is my hole now!” Erik started pumping his second load of the night into me. His hole winked above me and a small drop of cum landed on my chest. “Fuck,” he panted, “we’re gonna wreck your hole so it’s never tight again.” Erik pulled out, and then crouched over me, my legs were pressed tight to my chest. He kissed me. “You’re perfect, and we are going to have so much fun together.”

Chapter 11 - The Aftermath The drive home from Jasper’s was surreal, and it felt like it took forever. Brian felt violated, sexy, and numb, all at the same time. And he was scared to death. The thoughts swirling around in his mind were crowding out what he needed to be focusing on in the moment: coming up with a good lie to tell his parents about why he was out so late. His dad had texted him, and he needed to respond, but he had no clue what to say. “I was the star at an HIV positive sex party” just wasn’t going to cut it. Beyond that, he was mortified at letting anyone see him like this. He wasn’t sure while driving, but he was petrified that cum leaking out of his ass would wet his shorts. And his wrists had tender pink rings around them from the handcuffs. Thank God no one had given him a hickey- this was bad enough. Finally, about half way home, he texted his dad back and apologized for letting time get away from him, and told him that he and some friends from school had been really into the video game they were playing, and now were hoping to watch the movie version. He figured his dad would be happy he was hanging out with other kids, so he asked if he could stay a while later to watch with them, and he got the green light. So, once Brian got to his home town, he didn’t go home. He didn’t know where to go, so he drove to the high school, one place he knew would be dead on a Saturday night. He pulled in the parking lot, drove behind the school to the teacher lot, which you couldn’t see from the road, and parked his Jeep. He reclined the drivers seat back, and laid there in silence, thinking about what had just happened to him. He had the same swirling and conflicting mix of emotions he had had after Adam fucked him that first time, and when he fucked Jake without being sure of his status, and as he was walking in to the party, but this time they all played second fiddle to one overriding feeling: dread. …… Jake had a really big week ahead of him. He would be wrestling in the state finals the upcoming weekend, and he also had a big test in French on Friday. Brian didn’t take French, so he was spared that, and he was spared from having too much of Jake’s attention throughout the week. If things had been normal, Jake would surely have realized how sullen Brian was being around him. Brian felt awful. Emotionally, at first. He felt like he had probably just made the biggest mistake of his young life, and maybe his entire life. The very high likelihood that he had been infected would have been enough cause for depression, but the way Brian felt about Jake was compounding that. He had betrayed him. He had cheated on him. And he had done it in a way that all but assured him there would be no redemption. He thought about how Jasper had teased him at the end of the night, telling him that he was a slut and would probably wind up stealthing Jake because he wouldn’t be able to stop himself. The thought did cross Brian’s mind- maybe he just wouldn’t tell him and would go on like nothing happened. But what then? What if Brian tested positive, and then infected Jake. Jake would know it was Brian who did it. But even outside of fearing getting caught, Brian’s heart smacked him the face any time he contemplated hurting Jake. He had been driven by lust when he slept with Adam and when he went to the party. But lust would not be controlling him with Jake. …… The following week, Brian started to feel sick. As soon as he realized it, his stress level shot through the roof. He knew what this probably was. Brian’s symptoms knocked him out. His parents were concerned about why he seemingly had the normal flu in May, but he managed to convince them that he could handle it and they should go to work and leave him home to sleep it off. After he finally got them to leave, he managed to get himself out of bed and drive to the clinic for another HIV test. He could feel the technician at the clinic peering in to his soul, recognizing how shitty Brian felt, and what that, in combination with the test, could mean. He asked Brian if he had had unprotected sex lately, and Brian reluctantly admitted it, and they gave him the full blood test. Luckily the clinic had a lab on-sight, so Brian didn’t have to wait long for his results. He had just gotten home and back in to bed when his phone buzzed. It was the email with the results. He opened it, and for the second time that spring he desperately searched for one of two words. He scrolled down and found one: POSITIVE. Brian’s immediate reaction was stunned stillness. He stared at his phone for what must have been 30 minutes, his mind blank, absorbing this news. He was sweating and felt like death as his mind finally allowed him to piece it together: He was 18, a senior in high school. He was a straight-A student, a thin & athletic runner, a good kid on his way to a good college. And he had HIV. He dropped his phone on the floor, climbed back in to bed, and pulled the covers up over his chest. He stared at the ceiling of the bedroom he had lived in his entire life. His parents would be home that night. His little brother would be home from school in a few hours. They would all come in and check on him. And none of them would know what was wrong. They couldn’t. Not yet anyways. He couldn’t bear the thought of being that sort of disappointment. He was pretty sure they’d all be fine with him being gay. He was also pretty sure they would be furious at him for being so stupid and reckless. As he laid in bed, his mind wandered back to his pozzing. The initial fuck he endured from Adam outside, in front of all those horny men. How powerful he felt, the hot young star of the show. All these guys there lusting for him. He remembered feeling good in that moment. He even thought about what had happened up in the bedroom at the end of the night. He was still pissed, but he was at least slightly pleased that it had happened because they thought he was hot, and they all wanted him. As Brian replayed the party back in his mind, he felt his twink cock getting hard. He hadn’t cum since the party. For a moment he got angry with himself, thinking this should not be celebrated. But then he took a deep breath and tried to tell himself there was nothing he could do now- this was who he was for the rest of his life. And with that, he took his hard 7.5 inch dick in his teenage hand and started slowly caressing his new weapon. He closed his eyes and thought about Adam, who had shone his true colors the other night, and imagined impaling the bastard on his dick. He thought about fucking all those men, and their sons, their nephews. He envisioned his revenge. And soon enough, he blew a huge load all over his chest and his face, and with that, his first toxic cum had left his dick. His feeling of power was back, and he was so turned on by himself that he took his finger, ran it through the positive jizz on his chest, and gave it a taste. He exhaled, and then his frame of mind quickly flipped, and he began balling. Jake had replaced Adam and Jasper in his mind, for the first time since getting the result. He couldn’t control it, and his face became covered in tears as well as cum. Even though they had only really known each other a short time, he was pretty sure he was in love with Jake. And while he was a horny teenager who got seduced by the danger of poz chasing, he wasn’t evil. He wouldn’t be taking revenge on anyone. He had to tell Jake and end this before he could hurt him any more.

Chapter 10 - The Guest of Honor As Adam walked away, Brian went over and grabbed his clothes. He put his sneakers back on; the concrete patio was hot from the sun and he didn’t bring anything else to put on his feet. Everything else he balled up and set on a lawn chair by the pool, unsure what else to do with it. Walking around outside in just his Asics was a trippy experience for him. He could feel the warmth of the sun on his entire body, and he realized he wasn’t sure he’d ever been totally naked outside before. He was also aware of all of the eyes on him. The guys didn’t rush up and form a line. Many were eating, drinking, chatting. But almost all were watching. Brian wondered if this was going to be just a constant fuck fest, but to his relief it wasn’t. He was intent on having fun, a lot of fun, but he wasn’t sure he could take every single guy one after another. Jasper noticed Brian looking around like a deer at a rock concert, unsure what to do next. “Bri, come on over here man!” he waved the spatula and invited Brian back over to the grill area. As Brian got close, Jasper continued “That, my friend, was a good first showing. How do you feel?” “I’m not sure there are words for how I feel right now” Brian said contemplatively. “Ha, well, that makes sense. I hope you think sexy might be a contender though. That was a fucking hot show, but moreover, you are amazingly sexy Bri.” Brian blushed and nodded his head. He still wasn’t used to being thought of as sexy, not being a tanned football jock… “Here” Jasper tossed him a bottled water. “Drink up. Want a burger? Can’t have you passing out of an empty stomach while you’re playing.” He paused and looked up with a coy smile as if he just realized something “Well, maybe we could…. No no, this is a party, you should eat. And drink, there’s beer all over the place and a well stocked bar just inside. Raul is tending and he makes a mean Grasshopper if you want something sweet.” “Sure, thanks” Brian replied on auto-pilot, still getting his bearings. Jasper handed him a plastic plate with a cheeseburger on it, and nodded towards one of the tables. “Have a seat and enjoy.” It was blowing Brian’s mind that he was at a gay sex party, naked, cum still leaking out of his ass, holding a plate with a cheeseburger on it. This was definitely the weirdest day of his life. He sat down at the table with a couple other guys, thankful that the wrought iron chairs had padded seats. He was shy at first, listening as a couple of them talked about plans for visiting Washington DC for Leather Weekend. One guy, a late 30s redhead with a well-built and freckled body, quickly lost interest in that conversation and started chatting up the new twink at the table. “Oh hi, I’m Owen!” he said enthusiastically. “Can I just tell you how fucking young you look, and how fucking hot that is.” “Uh, thanks.” “Are you really 18? Not that I would…” “Watch it Owen…” another 30 something at the table cut him off before he could finish that sentence. This guy wasn’t quite as hot as Owen, and he was still wearing a tank top and jeans, as opposed to Owen’s green bathing suit and flip flops. “Yup, really 18” Brian replied. “A senior in high school, huh? How the hell did you wind up here?” the other guy asked. “Oh don’t be a fucking buzzkill George” Owen snapped. “He’s here because he’s a teenager, he’s horny, and he wants cock, obviously. Isn’t that right Brian?” “Yeah, um, Adam invited me, and… well I thought it was crazy at first. But I couldn’t stop thinking about it, and here I am.” Brian, George, and Owen chatted for a couple minutes while Brian finished his burger and Owen downed a beer. They talked about college, Boston, and Brian told him about his first encounter with Adam. Finally, Owen cut Brian off mid-sentence and asked “So, you ready for more cock boy?” Brian was a bit thrown by the sudden change of subject, but Owen leaned back and showed off the hard cock tenting his swimsuit. “Well, yeah, that’s why I’m here” Brian said with a smirk, starting to get used to being the guest of honor. Owen lifted his ass off the chair, quickly slid down his shorts, slumped back so his cock was standing up right at the edge, and said “hop on man.” Brian got up, rounded the table, and stood naked in front of Owen, whose green eyes lit up at the sight of Brian’s scrawny pale body in front of him. Unsure what to do now, Brian asked “Um, how do you want me?” “Turn around, and sit down on my cock.” Brian did as he was told, and turned around to see George smiling at the two of them with reluctant approval, and seeing several other guys turn their attention to him again for round two. He maneuvered back towards Owen and reached back, grabbing for Owen’s cock. As he found it in his hand, he guided his ass backwards and lined up his asshole the hard cockhead. This was a very new position for him, but he liked it. He was servicing a hot guy, and he was doing it completely of his own power. He slowly backed himself on to Owen’s cock. Owen was smaller that Adam by a couple inches, but it still felt great lowering himself on to a hard dick. He had to will himself to get Owen’s cock through his hole, as there was no one pushing into him this time. Once he got Owen’s cock inside him, he kept lowering himself down until his ass cheeks were firmly planted on Owen’s hips and he had taken his cock balls deep. Owen was holding Brian’s back as he paused for a second to adjust. Brian placed his hands on Owen’s knees and started picking himself up off the cock, and then slid right back down with a moan. “Fuck yeah boy, ride my cock. I can feel Adam’s cum in you you fucking slut, you 18 year old whore.” Owen thrusted his hips upward to meet Brian’s lowering ass, making him yelp. Brian kept picking himself up and lowering himself down as Owen continued hurling dirty talk at him. “Fucking faggot boy sliding on my hot cock. You love it you high school piece of shit. Take my man cock kid.” Compared to Adam, Owen didn’t last long. Brian had pulled himself almost all the way off, and getting egged on by Owen’s talk, slammed down on to his dick as hard as he could. He heard Owen shut up and groan as he bucked his hips up and released his load in Brian’s ass. After taking in Owen’s cum for a moment, Brian slid off Owen’s dick. Owen slapped his ass and said “thanks kid, that was hot. Enjoy that cum” before standing up and heading in to the house. Brian was again unsure what to do, but this time he didn’t have to wait long. An older guy, maybe 60, was laying down on one of the lounge chairs by the pool. He yelled over “Hey kid, come here.” Brian wandered over, still wearing just sneakers, swaying a bit as that strange position (and his second cock of the day) had left him kind of wobbly. As Brian walked up to the new guy, he swung his legs off the chaise lounge and beckoned Brian in close, and without saying anything else, grabbed Brian’s cock and took it in his mouth. Brian just stood there and received a nice blowjob from this guy whose name he didn’t even know. After a minute or so. he was fully hard. The guy let his dick out of his mouth and looked up at Brian. “So rude of those two to use your nice little hole but not even offer to get you off.” Brian hadn’t even really thought about it, but this guy was right. “Uh, yeah, I guess I haven’t cum yet.” “Jasper said your versatile?” “Yeah” “Good, then it’s time to get you off and empty your balls a bit.” He climbed back on to the lounge chair ass up and spread his cheeks, inviting Brian to enter. “Fuck me, young Brian”. His grabbed his hard, spit-covered dick and lined it up with the guy’s ass. The chair was higher than most lounges, so he had to stand up on the balls of his feet to reach, but sure enough, he slid his teenage dick into the old man’s warm ass. This guy was no Jake; he was far from a virgin. Brian’s cock slid in without too much trouble and found itself resting in a warm, comfortable hole. It felt different, not having to fight for each inch, but Brian liked it. It gripped his cock nicely and he easily bottomed out. He held his cock there for a moment before he heard the guy say “fuck me hard boy”. Brian accepted his invitation. He started pounding him as hard as he could, holding on to his hips for fear he would send him flying with a thrust. He was so zoned in on fucking this random guy that he didn’t notice how many partygoers were watching now. The sight of Brian’s young lean body taking control was getting the bottoms at the party all hot and bothered. Every muscle in his body was working hard in this position; his legs were straining as he stood up on his feet and bucked his hips hard, and his arms and chest were flexed as he held his prey in position. His body was beginning to glisten with sweat. The loud slapping noise punctuated an otherwise quiet moment at the party, accented by grunts from both the teenager and the old man. After a few minutes of hard pounding, Brian unleashed inside the man’s hole. He felt rope after rope of his cum flowing in to this guy’s ass as he finally exploded after getting fucked twice already. He kept thrusting his cock in deep in the guy’s ass until every last bit of cum had escaped his dick. Once he finished, the man simply fell back on to the lounge chair, laying on his stomach, and Brian heard him say “good job kid, thanks”. Standing there with a cum-soaked cock, Brian looked around and finally saw all his admirers watching, again. He had never felt more alive, more powerful, more wanted. He just wrecked the ass of some older man whose name he didn’t even know, at party full of gay men. He felt good. He walked over to a free lounge chair and laid down on his back, letting his naked skin soak in the sun while he caught his breath and giving his body a break after three intense fucking sessions. One tall skinny guy, probably in his early thirties, came over and cleaned off Brian’s cock with his mouth. Brian didn’t even say a word to him as he did, and soon enough he was taking Brian’s second load of the day down his throat. ******* It was getting later in the evening, and Brian was exhausted. By his count, he had been fucked 4 times, topped two guys, been blown by a couple more, and sucked off more than he could remember. He wondered how much cum he had inside him now, both in his ass and in his stomach. He had his ass eaten out once and had made out with several guys, some who he did more with, others who only wanted to kiss him and feel up his twink body. It hadn’t quite been a non-stop fuckfest for him; he had had time to walk around, take a dip in the pool, get a buzz off some delicious cocktails from the bar. It would have been quite a fun party even if he wasn’t naked and getting laid for most of it. As the sun started to set, he realized that he should probably get going home. He hadn’t told his parents he was going to be staying over anywhere, and if he stayed much longer they would be pissed that he didn’t update them on what he was up to. He went to find Jasper to let him know he was leaving, to thank him, and to figure out where they had put his clothes. Brian was sad he didn’t get to see Jasper naked, but he couldn’t complain after all the fun he had. He wandered in to the house and found Jasper coming down from upstairs. “Hey man, it’s getting late, I should be getting home. Do you know where my clothes went?” “So soon? Did we wear you out? You certainly did well out there today, you made a lot of guys very happy.” “Haha thanks. No it’s just that my parents will be expecting me.” “Right, I could almost forget you’re still in high school after watching you do what you did today. I put your clothes upstairs. Hold here one sec and I’ll show you up there.” Jasper walked off for a moment, but was back quickly and motioned for Brian to follow him up the stairs. “You know you are really a beautiful boy” he said as they reached the second floor landing. Brian chuckled “if you say so.” “You don’t think so?” “I’m just a skinny nerdy kid. Maybe if you could teach me how to put on some muscle and I could get a tan, then maybe.” “Kid, come on, you are one fucking hot twinky neg boy… well, for the moment.” With that, Jasper opened the door to one of the bedrooms and walked in. It was pretty dark in the room, the curtains were drawn, and Brian noticed that for some reason Jasper didn’t turn on the lights. Maybe the light coming in from the hallway was enough? Brian walked in expecting to find his clothes laid out on the bed, but instead he didn’t see anything. Then, all of a sudden, he felt Jasper leap on to him. He basically threw Brian up on to the bed and in a flash got on top of the boy so he couldn’t move. Brian figured Jasper wanted to fuck him quickly before he left, which he was totally fine with. “Jasper! I’ve gotta go but if you wanna do this quick I think I could take one more load.” Brian could barely see Jasper’s face, but he could make out what looked like an evil grin, and for some reason he didn’t respond and just held Brian still for a moment. “What?” Brian puzzled. Then he heard the door shut behind Jasper. Someone else had come in. Brian recognized the guy; he hadn’t talked to him at all yet at the party, but he had been staring at him all day. A muscled Italian guy whose name he didn’t know, he did see him chatting with Jasper alone a lot. The Italian walked up alongside the bed and grabbed Brian’s right arm, which had been hanging off the side of the bed, and that’s when Brian felt it. He felt the handcuff clasp closing around his wrist, and saw the Italian man fasten the other side to the wrought iron headboard. “What the fuck, hey guys come on I’ve got to go home!” Brian exclaimed as his playful tone started giving way to genuine concern. Then, Jasper hopped off of Brian to the other side of the bed from the Italian, all while keeping hold of Brian’s left arm. Brian started to struggle, but it was no use against Jasper’s powerful grip, and soon he saw a second pair of handcuffs get closed over his other wrist and attached again to the headboard. “What’s going on!?” Brian complained. “Should we do his feet too? I’ve got some rope” the Italian said with not an ounce of playfullness in his voice. “No,” Jasper replied, “he’s not going anywhere. Plus we have him face up so we’ll need good access to his ass. We can just hold down his legs if needed.” Then Brian saw the door open and a third guy walked in to the dark room. He flipped a dim table lamp on near the door, lighting up the room just enough for Brian to see what was going on. It was Adam. “Oh good, you got him” Adam said to Jasper and the Italian. Jasper moved around to the foot of the bed and grabbed Brian’s legs by the ankles. His legs were skinny enough that Jasper almost entirely wrapped one hand around each one and brought them together, holding Brian down in a totally vulnerable position. Brian looked up at him. Even though he had spent the day fucking around, his eyes were full of fear. This felt different. “Did you think there was any chance you were going to leave this house still HIV-negative Brian?” Jasper asked matter-of-factly? Brian didn’t say anything, but he could feel himself starting to shake as his nerves took hold. “I noticed you didn’t say a word about your status as you were fucking around all day. That’s fine. My guess is you think it’s hot, getting fucked by older men who might be poz, who might infect you, but you still think that you’ll probably leave here, go back to your boyfriend, and be totally fine. Well, kid, that’s not going to happen.” Jasper was right. Brian was playing a dangerous Russian roulette. He craved taking the poz cum because it was risky, but he hadn’t fully committed to chasing it. He acquiesced to being the guest of honor at the party and figured he’d roll the dice, but he had gotten away with it once and thought there was a decent chance he was going to get away with it again. Jasper slid down his shorts, and Brian could see a large biohazard tattoo crowning his cock and balls. He continued talking after Brian’s silence, malice intent now clear in his voice. “Adam told you he was going to make sure you got pozzed this time. And damnit, we’re going to make sure of it, just like when I pozzed him.” Brian started to struggle, attempting to use his still-free legs to get out of this mess, but Jasper was far too strong. He ended up just writhing around on the bed, his now sunburnt body straining against restraints that weren’t going to be escaped from, tears beginning to well his eyes. “Come on man, I’ve got to go home! My parents are going to kill me if I stay any longer!” Brian couldn’t deny that he knew the risks of coming here, so he just tried to get out of it with that excuse. But of course, Jasper was right. “Please don’t do this” Brian whimpered. “Why not?” Brian paused, unsure if there were any arguments that would get him out of this. Clearly his parents weren’t going to do the trick (although he was going to have to figured out what to tell them), and he gave up the right to say he didn’t want to get pozzed when he walked through the door. He could only think of one other thing. “My boyfriend.” “Umm… yeah?” Jasper replied mockingly. “I mean, if you are as big a slut as I think you are, you won’t tell him, and you’ll end up pozzing him too. And then I can add another convert to my collection.” “No!!” The Italian took hold of Brian’s right leg, and handed Jasper a toothbrush. Adam came over and took hold of the left. “Adam, please let me go.” Brian appealed to his first lover. Adam just laughed in his face. “Step one, let’s fuck up your little teenage boy pussy. Make sure we have easy access to that blood stream” Jasper said, as without warning he slid toothbrush into Brian’s ass and began working it around the inside of his still cum-filled hole. Brian cried in agony as he felt the bristles tearing up his already tender asshole. “Stop it! Please! Why are you doing this to me!?” “Because you want it boy!” Jasper barked back angrily. “And it’s young, preppy twink boys like you that are just such fun to infect and destroy.” He was beginning to sound downright sadistic. Adam was stone-faced, and the Italian looked a bit crazy. Jasper pulled out the toothbrush and climbed up on to his knees on the bed. He leaned up over Brian to show him the now-red bristles. “Look at that Brian, that’s your blood. Your ass is ready.” “Step two, ” he said as he moved back from on top of Brian, picked up his ass, and took his legs from the other two, moving them up on to his shoulders, “a fuck from a very toxic cock. I haven’t been on meds for over a year Brian. You know what that means, don’t you?” Brian was completely powerless. His lean arms were handcuffed to the bed, and he knew kicking at Jasper would just make it worse now. His face was red with anger and tears were beginning to drip down his cheeks from a mixture of rage and fear. He didn’t say anything. “It means this is GOING to poz you”, and as he said that he slammed his 9 1/2 inch cock into Brian’s wrecked asshole. Brian screamed at the top of his lungs. Nothing had hurt like this, and he certainly didn’t care who heard it now. Jasper went to work ruthlessly destroying Brian’s asshole. He was grunting with each thrust, clearly loving the feeling of the teenage hole on his huge cock. Brian yelped with each motion. Jasper’s cock was by far the biggest he had taken, and it was getting to new depths in his body. The pain of his bleeding asshole taking in the large intruder was counterbalanced by the fact he was pretty sure Jasper was hitting his prostate, which sent waves of pleasure through his body that cut through the pain every other second. “Take it kid! Take my poz cock. Yeah, you love it boy, don’t you! I’m going to make sure you’re slutty ass and that big dick of yours are nice and toxic by the time you get your diploma bitch boy.” Brian felt his own cock getting hard fast, despite the pain and the fear. With each stroke of his prostate, his dick responded with more and more excitement. So many feelings were flying through his mind that he felt high. He couldn’t think anymore. “Please!” Brian yelled “Please!” “Please what!?” Jasper growled back. “Please stop!” “WRONG! Please what!?” Jasper pulled Brian’s skinny legs up farther, causing is long dick to go in even a bit farther. “Please….poz me!” Brian screamed. “Yessss” Jasper grunted. Brian’s cock erupted, all on it’s own, and spew cum all over his bare chest and smooth stomach. “Oh fuck yeah you like this boy don’t you! Fuck boy here it comes. I’m going to change your life forever. FUCKKK…” Jasper growled, pulled Brian in to him, and unleashed rope after rope of toxic cum deep in to the 18 year old’s destroyed ass. Brian’s cock let out another rope of cum of it’s own as he felt himself getting filled up even more. “Fuck kid… fuck you are one hot little poz twink.” Jasper leaned over Brian, keeping his cock in the boy’s ass for now, and started kissing him. Brian didn’t fight it, he didn’t even think about, he just kissed him back. Jasper pulled his dick out slowly, and Brian’s hole felt empty as he did. He could feel cum flowing out him; he didn’t want to see what color it was. Jasper moved to replace Adam, standing beside the bed and holding down Brian’s left leg now that they weren’t on his shoulders. Adam crawled on to the bed, and didn’t say anything as he lifted up Brian’s ass and slid his cock in for the second time that day. Adam didn’t feel as huge as Jasper, but he also didn’t hit Brian’s spot as much, so this fuck was more pain and less pleasure. “Told you kid.” Was all Adam said as he thrust into Brian just as hard as he did outside earlier that day. He didn’t last very long this time, and quickly unleashed another load of toxic cum into Brian’s ass. Then, it was the Italian’s turn. As he moved in to position, Brian could see the tip of his cock was pierced. He began to freak again, as he knew this was going to hurt. And it did. The Italian’s cock was just as big as Jasper’s, but it wasn’t just sliding in to an already destroyed hole, it was fucking it up even more. As the Italian slammed his pierced cock into Brian’s tender ass, he screamed in pain again. His body was flexing every muscle trying to repel the invader, but it was no use against the metal handcuffs and the strong men holding him down. “Beg for it!” the Italian ordered. “I want to hear you beg!” At first, Brian didn’t say anything, tears flowing down his cheeks as he tried to catch his breath. Then he felt a sting across his cheek as the Italian slapped him hard. He had stopped fucking, and Brian realized it wasn’t going to end until he did what he wanted. He leaned over Brian and grabbed his shaggy brown hair. “I said beg for it.” “Poz me.” “Louder!” “Poz me! God it hurts so much just cum in me man, please! Poz me, poz me, poz ME!” That pushed the Italian over the edge. He pulled his cock all the way out, and slammed it all the way back in, unleashing his toxic cum directly into Brian’s blood stream. Brian went limp and just laid on the bed, panting and whimpering. Jasper placed his hand on Brian’s stomach, and with the other stroked Brian’s hair. He leaned in and gave Brian another kiss. “Good boy. You did good, Brian. You’re poz now. It may not show up on a test for a couple weeks, but there’s no doubt you’re one of us now. You’re an teenage, HIV positive, high school twink.” Jasper looked up at the Italian “Fuck, that’s hot to say.” He continued “You’re never going to be the same boy you were before you walked in to my house today. I expect to see you back again, and I expect you to use this nice cock of yours…” Jasper picked Brian’s still semi-hard cock up off his stomach “…to infect all the hot boys at BU, and maybe even that boyfriend of yours.” Jake’s smiling face flashed in Brian’s mind. How was he going to tell him? What was he going to tell him? Was this the end of what had been going so well, before it even really began? The Italian unlocked the handcuffs and left the room. Adam pulled up his shorts and gave Brian a simple “see you around”, as if he didn’t care at all. Jasper stayed with him on the bed one more moment. “Your clothes will be on the kitchen table downstairs. You can stay here as long as you need, and you can leave whenever you want. You did good baby boy. Welcome to the club.”