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• Here's a new story for you guys. I have the first two chapters written and the rest is outlined... Enjoy... xxx • Our Boyfriends’ Cummy Holes Chapter 1 of 5. Andy and I were pals at work. We flirted with each other around the office, but nothing too serious. Andy was a nice guy, and I bet he didn’t know what I pig I could be. I knew Andy had a really serious boyfriend and didn’t want to screw that up for him. I’d been seeing a guy but we’d decided to give each other some space for a while, but more on that later. After a frisky day of Andy teasing me at the office, he invited me out for a beer after work and we chatted. I confessed that his flirtations turned me on. He asked if I wanted to get to know him and his partner better. Andy’s boyfriend, Luke, looked very sexy in the photos he showed me on his phone, tall, husky, furry, and a great smile. He was a bit older and rarely went out. I guess you could say in spite of his handsome looks, he was shy, which made Andy’s biggest turn on a little tough to explore. Andy scooted closer to me and put his hand on my shoulder, pulling me towards him and discreetly whispering. He told me that he was a huge exhibitionist and loved putting on a show with Luke. I nodded and told him that sounded hot. He told me he sometimes invited a guy or two over to watch him fuck Luke in their bedroom. He was hoping to get a chance to fuck Luke in a more public setting sometime. I asked if he’d ever seen Luke take someone else’s cum and he shook his head no. I asked why he was telling me this and he told me he’d heard rumors that I had a wild side. I told him he might be right. I went on to tell Andy that I’d had some fun public times with my former main squeeze. I chuckled to myself as Andy confessed what he thought was so filthy, not knowing the raunchy things I’d done with my boy. I asked if he wanted to know about those kinds of things I had gotten up to with my boyfriend. He eagerly nodded. I told him to get comfortable. Back when I had a steady boyfriend, we’d done our fair share of swapping and hooking up. I told Andy that I used to love sliding into my boy’s ass after he’d just taken someone else’s load. Andy asked for more details. I told Andy about our trip to Spain, where I went bent my boyfriend over in the backroom of a gay bar. The locals and tourists watched me bareback him and jerked off to us fucking. When I finished inside my boy and pulled out with a juicy plop, a stranger walked over and without asking, shot a big juicy load all over my boy’s cum-oozing hole. Some splattered across his smooth cheeks and crack, but some shot directly into his stretched-open hole. It turned us both on, and freaked us both out. Another guy stepped up like he wanted a turn, and my boy stood up and said, ‘all done for tonight,’ and then pulled up his pants. We made a quick exit. How had we gone from being exhibitionists on holiday to him having a stranger spay his cum right onto, and even into, his open hole? When we got back to our hotel, my boy asked what we should do. I suggested I eat his ass and suck as much of that strangers cum off and out of him as possible, then maybe a soothing hot bath. Eating that stranger’s cum, mixed with my own made me so hard. I suggested I fuck him again to see if my dick head could squeegee out his guts. He moaned as I railed his tender hole and filled him up again. I ate that seed up too before we climbed into the tub together. Andy cleared his throat muttering, ‘a stranger’s cum in your boy’s hole, and you ate it…’ I grinned and asked if he wanted me to go on. Andy nodded. To be continued…

I had a fantastic Saturday today. I had a few hours to myself and had lined up a young top from Grindr. He came over as planned. A nice cock which I sucked before he went in raw. A solid pounding with him on top followed. He asked where I wanted his cum, in me of course! He filled my hole with a big load and was then on his way. I wandered around the house, doing some odd jobs, cruising for more cock, with his load still inside me. A few hours later, the young top messaged to ask if I wanted some more. Yes please! Can he bring another top too?? Absofuckinglutely! 10 minutes later he arrives. I start sucking his cock in the hallway immediately. He tells me his top friend can't make it but he's got his phone out and is on Grindr to another guy who is interested. He moves to the bedroom and lays down so I can continue to suck him in comfort while he keeps chatting on his phone. I'm sucking his lovely cock for maybe 5 minutes when the doorbell goes off. It's the guy he's been talking to on Grindr, woohoo! My top goes to let the new guy in. I take up position on my knees and moments later I'm sucking on 2 cocks. The new guy has a hot tatooed bod and is slightly smaller in the cock department, though still very nice. 10 minutes or so of sucking, facefucking and ramming two cocks as deep in my mouth as possible. I'm in heaven. Then I'm positioned doggy on the bed. Original cock goes to my hole and slides in easily thanks to his previous load still being inside me. Tattoo guy stands in front of me so I can suck and fuck. After a glorious spit roast that goes for I have no idea how long, I feel and hear my top breeding a second load into my cunt. Tattoo cock quickly pulls out of my mouth and slides straight in my ass. He goes hard and fast and loads me up in a few minutes. We all clean up and say our goodbyes and I'm left with 3x lovely loads in me. Original top, who introduced himself as Andy, soon messages me and asks if I want to do it again. I've already planned this Tuesday night alone and free from the wife so I can take some more raw loads!

Pulling out is for porn. I make it very clear that I only play bareback and there is no pulling out. If you expect me to pull out, or you intend to pull out, please move along (and block me). This is non-negotiable. My load will end up in your hole.

if you dont cum inside , It is not fucking and a waste of cum

Because of CoVid, been staying off the slut radar; but, after weeks and weeks of just jerking off, I was in desperate need of some cock action. Cleaned up, and went out Thursday night to a local watering hole. Long story short, I eventually made it back to the dark room; and, that's where I found it. For the next 45-50 minutes, men just fucked my hole. As soon as one cock pulled out, 3-4 seconds later some other guy was pounding away on my ass! (I was back in my element). Ultimately, I lost count, but got nailed by 12+ dicks, and collected 4(?) loads. (Some Tops never say peep when they cum; so, tallying loads is always guess work). That was my Trashy Thursday.

Nailed by a fuckbuddy last night. And fuck, he was in the mood! First load after he fucked me for 20 minutes. Second, I swear, after he had been drilling my ass for almost 45 minutes. I don't know how some tops can fuck so long without cumming. But my hole was very happy LOL. Shot my load twice while he was pounding me. He wore me out 😉

2. Our dinner ended up turning into drinks, which turned into getting home late. Mike was in a wild mood after his day of getting fucked and I was along for the ride. We crashed back into our apartment around three in the morning both drunker than we meant to be. The next morning, I woke up late. I had the day off, and nowhere to be so I just laid in bed, naked, with my morning wood pressing into my sheets, slightly hung over. As I stroked my cock a little I thought about what Mike had said the day before about not getting off any more. It, well, it intrigued me somehow. How could he keep from coming for long periods of time I wondered? As I edged slowly I started to feel that just my own hand around my cock wasn’t what I needed. Hearing Mike get destroyed yesterday had me in a bottoming mood. I needed a hard, raw cock of my own. I got on Scruff and started looking. I felt picky. I wanted someone I wouldn’t normally chat up. Someone a little older than me, beefy, hairy. I wanted a man, a daddy to come take my hole. Then there he was a hot bald guy with a bare broad chest covered in dark hair. He was 56 said his profile, 6’-1” and 210. He was perfect. I didn’t muck around with being coy. I messaged him and told him I thought he was hot. He responded quickly, saying thank you and telling me I was hot too. He asked what I was doing and in response I sent him a picture of me laying in bed, the sheets barely covering my hard cock. Damn boy, you trying to get me hard. Maybe, I replied, and unlocked my album. He responded with his. I was suddenly confronted with a long fat cock in a nest of salt and pepper hair. My cock twitched. I needed him. Fuck Sir! I messaged back You want that hard cock boy? Yes! When are you free? Right now! You want my load? Yes! Please come breed me. I sent him my address, and then he was on his way. I didn’t bother getting dressed. I just pulled on a Bike jock, and waited. It didn’t take him long to buzz my building and then the hot daddy was in my apartment. I greeted him at the door in my jock, he grinned and started to strip off. I had intended to get him into my bedroom but I knew Mike was gone at work till later that evening, so I didn’t stop him. I wanted him so bad that honestly it didn’t matter. This feeling though, wasn’t really anything new, I had been in a horny cock lust before, what was different was the decision I had come to when I saw the man expose his own slightly yellowed jock… I was not going to get off in this encounter; this was about him and my hole, not my cock. “Fucking sexy horny boy,” he said in a seductive low growl. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close. I he pressed his bearded face against my lips and I opened my mouth to accept him inside. He kissed me passionately, and I happily accepted him. His hands roamed over my body, pulling at me, and pressing me. He walked me slowly back towards the couch, and eventually knocked me back onto it. He broke our kiss, and I was now eye level with his bulging jock. Without prompting I pulled the pouch to the side and allowed his fat cock to spring aside. It was just as it had been in the pictures. Fat, long, with a broad head, sprouting from a thick mass of salt and pepper pubes, it bobbed in front of my face. I swallowed hard, getting my mouth wet and swallowed half of it in one go. He groaned and put his hands on the back of my head. I pushed forward, opening my throat. I was no stranger to swallowing a thick cock, and I put all my skills into this. Spit was dripping from the corners of my mouth and my chin was slick when he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth and smiled. He looked down at me, my mouth still open, and without warning, spat in my mouth. I swallowed. “Now, ass up boy, I’m going to eat that hole before I breed it” He didn’t have to tell me twice. I flipped over so my back was on the back of the couch and my hole was presented to him. He dove right in. His beard was perfectly rough against my furry cheeks and his wide tongue lapped at my hole. I moaned into the couch cushions as I felt him slowly start to open me up. His tongue applied a steady flick that made my pucker twitch and then flutter open. He dove deeper and deeper with each flick till his tongue was flicking in and out of my hole. He was steadily fucking me with his tongue and I was grunting happily into the couch for God knows how long. I felt like putty in his hands. “Fuck, I could eat your ass all day boy, but we both know that’s not what you need is it?” “No, Sir.” “What do you need boy?” He was now rubbing his fingers against my hole. “I need your cock. I need you to breed me.” “Good answer boy.” Then I felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock against my hole. A big drop of spit fell on my hole and he started to press in. I took a deep breath and pressed out, opening my hole for him. We both groaned as he slid deep inside me. I whimpered, and he started to fuck me. It was exactly the fuck I had needed. Deep and hard, his cock head banged against my prostate over and over and my pussy stretched slowly around his cock. I felt myself growing looser and wetter as he used me. He kept his hands on my hips, holding me into place as he fucked me. Over and over again he slide in and out of me, till sweat sprung up on both of our bodies. We were panting, and he was pounding deeper and deeper. I had started grunting and begging for his load. Then finally he grunted, “I’m going to breed your sweet cunt boy. Take my fucking load.” “God! Yes! Breed me!” I breathed out in ecstasy as I felt load after load of cum spurt into my hole. He collapsed forward, resting on my back. “Flip over boy, lets see that cock shoot.” “No, sir,” I said, “Please. I want this to just be about your load.” “Good boy, that’s fucking hot.” He slowly pulled out. “In that case. I’ll go and leave you to enjoy your cummy hole.” I watched him get dressed, and then before leaving say “Hit me up when you want another load.” When the door closed behind him I breathed heavily for a minute. That had been so hot, and unlike my usual hookups I wasn’t satiated. I was still horny as fuck, and possibly starting to understand what Mike had meant.

I have been bicurious my entire life, but I was only ever really interested in girls until my early 20s. I always had a girlfriend, but when she and I split, I started exploring my curious side. I started watching gay porn, and soon I found myself more interested in guy on guy videos than with a woman involved. I never really acted on the impulse and probably pissed off a few guys on Grindr during my experiental stage, but I never did meet up with another man. It was just dirty talk and gay porn. One thing in particular though was bareback videos, I really enjoyed watching them. It was probably due to always wearing a condom with girlfriends and one night stands in the past, but getting fucked by another man looked so raw and risky that I found it extremely hot. I would watch some guy getting fucked on the screen by a group of guys, and always wondered what it would feel like to have cum shoot up my ass. Could I actually feel a man cumming inside me, or would it just get really wet? I desperately wanted to feel it, but after a quick and scary search on STIs on google, I knew I would probably never have the courage to actually go do it. That left having a relationship with a guy, but truthfully my gay feelings leaned more towards the more carnal side and I really didn’t want any of the baggage that comes with a relationship. One night I was jerking off watching a video showing a cum dripping hole getting bounded in a gangbang. Fuck it was hot, there were multiple men all jerking their cocks waiting to fuck this guy who had barely any time to breath around the cocks invading his mouth. I watched a hairy chub add his load to the others before navigating away fom the page, browsing through other videos, the more riskier the better. Finally my eyes fell upon a video called poz me up, and the thumbnail showed a guy with a biohazard tattoo. It was incredible, the perfect POV where the bottom was fiming, and the video started with the top fisting his cock making the bottom beg for his load. The top then spit on his cock and viciously rammed it inside the bottom’s ass and started thrusting deep. I jerked my cock furiously as I watched the video unfold. This young man, with his legs high in the air, moaned as he took the hung cock in his ass. The top started vocally anouncing he was about to cum and the bottom cried out begging for the charged load. I groaned as I shot cum all over my stomach watching the top’s cock suddenly have a white foaming coating that was growing with every thrust. I felt a rush of euphoria imaging myself holding the camera and I took some of my cum from my stomach and started smearing it on my hole. I pushed it inside with a finger as I watched the top slide his cock out. As I massaged my hole with my own cum, for a brief moment I admit, I wanted to take a charged load, I was jerking off almost constanly afterwards to bareback videos, always listening to the bottom’s moans as they were getting pounded, and one night I just had enough. I wanted to get fucked, and I was horny enough that I didn’t really care by whom, I just needed my cherry popped. After about 5 minutes on Grindr I signed out and I googled the city I was in, and gay entertainment. Almost immediately an advertisement came up for a sex party that was happening that night in the local bathhouse. I was intrigued, and GPS told me it was only about 15 miles away. I pulled out on the street, following the directions on my phone to the bathhouse, and about 10 minutes later I made the last turn onto the street. Driving past there were only regular store fronts, so I parked my vehicle on a side street and ducked around into the back alley. Sure enough I could see a number of men smoking in front of a nondescript doorway leading inside of a building. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked towards the doorway, turned the door knob, and stepped inside. There was a long staircase leading up which I ascended slowly feeling my hesititation building. As I got to the top, I came to a teller sitting behind a window next to a closed door on her phone. “$21 please.” he said boredom creeping around his voice. I quickly paid and stepped through the door, accepting a towel, combination to a locker, and a condom from the teller. I walked into the locker room, and quickly undressed. There were a couple of men hanging around, one completely naked and my eyes went to his semi erect cock. It looked to be around 7 inches, thick, and uncut. I wanted to go over there and suck it, but was nervous and decided to do some exploring first. The place was quite busy, and I could hear the sounds of sex coming from doorways as I walked down the hallway. Quick glances inside would show guys bent over getting pounded by other men, and their moans created a chorus as I walked past. This was really happening, I was in a bath house surrounded by gay men, and I was only wearing a towel. My cock already started to get hard in nervous anticipation. I could start to feel eyes upon me, and I swallowed my nervousness hoping I didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. I entered a main room full of men talking, it looked like a social area and I wondered how to break the ice. I have never been to this club, but judging from this crowd, tonight’s party seemed to have a large turn out. I started to turn towards the bar when saw a cock sticking out of the wall in an adjacent hallway full of guys. It was a big cut cock sticking out of a gloryhole awaiting attention, and now I couldn’t resist myself. I walked over, knelt down, took it into my mouth, and started sucking it eagerly. I rolled my tongue around its head before relaxing my throat and taking as much of it as I could before gagging. I coughed a little and refocussed on its head, sucking its tip feeling the owner flinch at the sensation. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and I started stroking as I knew I liked it while my mouth focused on its head. Suddenly I felt hands on the back of my head pushing me deeper onto the cock and I fought the urge to gag. The cock started thrusting down my throat, and I was held in place by whoever was behind me. Soon I could hear the guy grunt on the other side of the wall and his cock swelled in my mouth. He thrust it forward and started pouring cum straight down the back of my throat. I had only tasted my own cum before, and this man’s was no different. A slightly salty and coppery taste, but delicious nonetheless. Mercifully the hands left the back of my head and I was able to back away from the gloryhole, slipping the cock out of my mouth feeling it drain cum in my mouth as I withdrew. “You’re a good little cocksucker aren’t you?” a guy said walking up to me and jerking his cock. My first taste to cum made me want it even more, and I could feel my cock straining beneath my towel. I opened my mouth showing him the cum left in my mouth before swallowing it, “I do want more.” I informed him. His answer was to take me by the back of the head and feed his cock into my mouth. I let him face fuck me till I put my hand on his shaft and start stroking him and swirling my tongue over its tip. Another guy came up to my left presenting his cock, and I took it in my other hand while I continued to suck the first man. I alternated my mouth to the newcomer’s cock and felt someone pull my towel away, and a finger started probing my ass. I obediently spread my legs and came up of my knees presenting my hole to the stranger, and he massaged it while pushing against my sphincter causing a little bit of pain. “You’re tight.” came his voice from behind me. I took a cock out of my mouth long enough to mumble back, “I’ve never been fucked before.” “Virgin bottom?” the guy who’s dick I was sucking on asked, “I take it you’re here to change that?” “Mmm hmm...” I said around his cock in my mouth as butterflies started to form in my stomach. “Lets go then.” he said and he took his cock out of my mouth and started walking further down the hallway. I followed him, weaving around the gathered men, and nervously stared at his nude backside suddenly realizing I had left my condom back at the gloryhole. It didnt look like he had one either, and I suddenly felt certain he was planning on not wearing one. Holy fuck this was risky, but my nervousness was also lined with anticipation, I wanted this bad, and I stayed close to him as he turned a corner and opened a door. He led me into a room that had a bed in the corner and a sex swing in the middle. He started to push me towards the bed before stopping. “You wanna try the swing tonight?” I felt a quiver of fear move up my spine. Random men, complete strangers, was this what I truly wanted? If he put me in the swing more men might fuck me, and my mind went to one of the many gay porn videos I had watched. The good little bottom in the swing, the top who’s fucking him, I had jerked off imagining myself in this exact position, and right now the rush I was pulling me past the point of reason. Whatever would speed his cock inside of me was okay with me. “Sure.” I replied after a few seconds’ pause. “Okay lets put you in then.” It was a little awkward at first, but soon I was lying back in a swing with my feet up and my ass presented. He tied my hands to my feet which concerned me but soon I stopped caring after he knelt down front of me and started licking my asshole. The sensation of his tongue rimming me was amazing, and slowly but surely he was able to squeeze one, then two fingers inside around his tongue’s attention. I could see him jerking his cock and soon it was rock hard. He took some lube and smeared it on my ass and his cock before probing my hole with its head. And then it happened, with no condom on, and no protest from me, a stranger slid his bare cock into my ass. I could feel a bit of pain as my hole fought its entry, but little by little I could feel it slide in with each push he made. Soon though the pain started to subside and I felt my asshole relax. He started to fuck me deeper and deeper, the swing providing no resistance to his thrusts. Involuntary gasps, grunts, and moans started escaping my lips as I could feel his cock invading me. I decided to squeeze his cock with my sphicter, and he grunted in respnonse and started to pound into me harder. The sensations I could feel were amazing, and and were heightened even more so by seeing his bare cock thrusting into me. It felt so wrong, and [banned word], and i was revelled in the debauchery. I didn’t even know this guy’s name who was fucking me right now, yet I wanted to feel his cock erupt in my ass. By his pace he was close, so I moaned out. “Cum in my ass, breed my fucking hole.” He grunted through clenched teeth and thrust all the way inside of me. I could feel his body tense and suddenly an intense warmth started flooding my bowels. I could feel his cock spasming and I moaned in pure ecstasy, revelling in as much sensation as I could. I felt so full and sated, and the warmth seemed to course through my whole ass. I had my eyes closed when I felt him pull his softening cock out of me and I was about to say something to him when suddenly I felt a different pair if hands grab my legs and a narrower and smaller cock slid into my cum leaking hole. I opened my eyes and saw that a skinny guy with tattoos and pierced nipples was now fucking me. I looked around and realized the room was suddenly filling with guys. An orgy of sorts was breaking out on the bed across the room, but it looked like the sex swing was soon the main attraction as I saw guys watching stroking their cocks. I couldn’t believe how distracted I had been but I guess my moans had garnished attention from the hallway through the open door. Suddenly a cock was thrust into my mouth and I knew I was about to be the cumdump I had seen in many gay porn videos. I knew I had made a mistake, but I was also pretty helpless to stop what was coming. I had let the first man bound my hands, and there was nothing to stop all these men from fucking me. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny I was thrilled at the same time. That sense of freedom I had felt before watching that pozzing video flooded back into me. There will be a later, but right now the reckless act I was partaking in was unbelievably hot. I moaned and closed my eyes focussing on the cock that was in my mouth and not the big group of men who were about to have their way with me. Soon enough I heard the tattooed guy grunt and thrust forward and shoot his load into me too. I couldn’t feel his cum spraying my bowels that time, but I could definitely feel how much was now inside my ass. A guy I had been sucking took his place at my hole, and another cock replaced him at my mouth. He was a muscular white jock with a big dick and he was jerking his cock furiously. He came up to my hole and started to shoot his load all over it before pushing his erupting cock inside and fucking me. I could feel his cock spasming during his thrusts, and when he pulled out he walked back to me and made me suck his cock again rubbing its juices across the other two cocks already at my mouth. It seemed to be completely drenched in cum, and I could barely taste any trace of my ass as I cleaned all 3 cocks with my tongue. When the next man replaced him, a heavyset man wearing a wedding band, he was able to slide his medium sized cock in without any real resistance. He fucked me in fast strokes, his hairy belly rubbing on my cock with each thrust. He was breathing hard by the time he buried his splurting cock in my ass, and called he called me a ‘dirty little cum slut’ as he emptied his balls. What had diverted most of my attention during that time though was the cock that had been thrust in my face. I had tried and failed to deepthroat it, and I felt a fair amount of apprehension when it left my mouth after the married man had finished cumming in my ass. It was attached to a large muscular black man, and it had to be over 10 inches uncut and thick. He lined up with my hole and without remorse or concern grabbed my thighs and buried his elephant cock in my ass. I cried out as it felt like I was being ripped apart inside, and he fucked me harder and more brutal with each thrust he made. The pain suddenly turned to incredible pleasure when he changed his angle, and his cock started hitting a spot deep in my ass causing my moans to exho throughout the room. All the attention I had been giving to the cocks in my face ended, and I could only spasm in ecstasy while being impaled on this monster cock. He started making loud grunting noises with each thrust he made, and his cock kept hitting that area creating a pressure deep in my ass that I could feel reaching towards a climax. Soon it became more than I could take, and I moaned loudly, eyes bulging wide as I felt my body release. Soon my cock started spewing cum all over my stomach and in my throes my ass squeezed his cock, which felt like it was all the way up into my throat. His he started to pound me harder, viciously ramming his cock in my ass before grunting loudly and flooding his cum inside me. It felt like forever that he kept pumping into me before he was sated, afterwhich he ripped his cock out of my stretched and abused hole and turned around. Dazed, I stared blankly at his muscled back as he walked out of the room, and I could feel a thick wad of cum leak out of my ass and drop onto the floor. My body, still reeling from his monster cock, was given a reprieve when the next man left my mouth and thrust his skinny cock into my ass. It almost didnt register but slowly I felt my hole constricting to this new cock size and my mind could focus on my surroundings again. More men seemed to be coming in and checking out this room, and stealing glances when I could at the bed, it seemed there was another very vocal bottom who was also collecting loads that night too. My view though was quickly obscured when another cock was thrust into my face awaiting my attention. I closed my eyes and emptied my head of thoughts, and time started to blur. For the next half hour or so I lost count of the number of loads I took, but soon I offered no resistance and was simply a hole for the men to blow their loads into. I would stare blankly at the guy attached to the next cock fucking me and I’d clench my sphicter randomly which seemed to always make them cum faster. I was still enjoying each load I took, but this was turning into a marathon and I wanted to do anything to shorten the line of cocks still waiting their turn. Finally, after I was covered in sweat, and almost shaking, the last man pulled his spent cock from my mouth and his load pooled on my tongue. After all the cocks that night, cum had lost its taste, and I swallowed it almost on reflex. I closed my eyes enjoying the break I had earned, and remained motionless as I listened to the man walk out the door. My head was buzzing and my ass felt swollen and sore. I did a test push with my sphincter and felt more cum leak out of it. How many loads did I take? I honestly couldn’t remember. Once the dizziness subsided, I looked around. I was still in the swing and pondering how to get out when I saw another man enter and close the door behind him. He was a tall, skinny man in his late 40s or so, and he grabbed my head and stuck his pierced cock into my mouth. I sucked it feeling it start to grow to its full 7 inches and marvelled at how thick of a gauge his PA was as my tongue explored it. It was a big metal barbell with a sharp pointed head on it, and I could feel it rub heavily on my tongue as he throat fucked me. My eyes however were drawn to something on his stomach below his naval; I could see he had a biohazard tattoo. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked around inspecting all the of cum that had accumulated on the dark floor under my presented asshole. “Well isn’t this an interesting scenario?” He smirked, jerking his cock. “you couldn’t stop me if you wanted to.” Hanging in the swing with my legs in the air and my hands tied, I didn’t seem to be in a position to argue. “You’re POZ.” I said more to myself than to him. “Think I’m the first one?” he asked “But yes I’m highly virulent.” ”What does that mean?” ”It means take I take no meds, my seed is as toxic as they come.” He almost boasted I shuddered, reality setting in. This was that one video I had jerked off to incarnated, and that same feeling of curiosity returned. If what he said was true anyways, I may already had been fucked by someone else who had HIV, but this was affirmation with someone who revelled in the fact. It terrified me, but still I felt my cock twitch. This was a, ‘left turn down a dead end alley at 90 miles an hour‘ move, but somehow I couldn’t deny, that at this very moment, I wanted it. To get fucked by such a man was insanity, yet despite my best judgment, I felt like I was already past the precipice. His cock seemed like the abyss, and I was already inside, so what was the point of stopping now? Christ what was I saying, this is insane! The whole situation was already surreal, I had been fucked already by so many random strangers, I had to admit I was already past the brink. And now, if I took his poz load, I’d never feel such a rush again in my life. “.....Okay.” I said in a quiet voice. ”You’re sure?” He asked “Yes.” I said eyeing the tattoo. “Then get me hard again then you little slut.” He said putting his cock back in my mouth. I sucked it and I felt a sense of fear hit me as I felt his cock stiffen fully in my mouth. His thick piercing made me think about its sharp head inside me and what damage it could do. This was insane, and I felt a quiver of fear when he pulled out of my mouth walked around and pointed his bare cock at my hole. It was at that point I changed my mind, holy fuck theres no way, and I opened my mouth to tell him to stop. My words however died on my tongue when I cried out instead from the intense pain of his piercing sliding into my ass. The sensation I felt made me think of that big black bull who felt like he tore me up inside; this guy’s cock, though smaller, was on fire. I could feel his piercing acutely spreading the burning up my ass with each stroke he made before mercifully I felt his balls slap my ass as he bottomed out. He began fucking me in short fast strokes and the pain thankfully subsided to a dull ache as he built a rhythm. A part of me was screaming inside, but I knew it was far too late to go back now. I watched in morbid curiousity as his cock slid in and out of my ass, and his tattoo flexed with his thrusts. I felt his rhythm increase and I saw the same expression on his face I had seen on many men’s faces that night as they approached their climax. A rush of euphoria hit me and suddenly a sense of recklessness asended. I found myself clenching my ass despite the pain it caused. I wanted it, fuck the consequences, I wanted him to shoot his dirty seed inside me. I never felt so raw in my life, and I moaned as I felt his cock swell. My ass felt like it was on fire, his piercing tearing me up inside, but all I could think of was the load I wanted to take. “Oh fuck... oh please, cum inside me.” I moaned out. ”You want it don’t you, you want my load of HIV.” He mocked as he rammed his cock harder sending a juddering of pain from his piercing. ”Yes give it to me, I want it deep.” I couldn’t even believe what I was saying, every nerve ending was on fire, my brain was euphoric, I couldn’t even register what I was saying, I just wanted him to shoot his dirty seed in me, my whole body was tensed in anticipation. He buried his cock, I gritted my teeth against the fresh searing of pain as his piercing dug into my flesh. “Take that poz cum faggot!!” I moaned as I felt his cock erupt deep in my ass. Despite all the other loads in there, I could feel his first volley shoot into me. It seemed to burn into my bowels and I let out a startled gasp at the sensation. I stared transfixed at his biohazard tattoo on his stomach in mute horror at what was getting fucked into me; this was no video, there was no actors, this was real life, and a guy with HIV was breeding my ass. I could feel my body quiver in reaction to every thrust he made, and the sting of his poisonous cum I could still feel shooting into me. I moaned as he slowly pulled out after he finished grunting, and he squeezed his cock, milking every last drop into my ass while he withdrew. I could feel his piercing raking its way out of my ravaged asshole, and it was throbbing when it finally left. I felt a twinge of guilt and horror as my whole ass felt corrupted, and I could see blood stains were left on the white towel he used to clean himself up afterwards. He left without offering another word other than a parting “Enjoy” as he walked out the door... Two more guys emptied their loads into me by the time one was nice enough to help me off the swing. I didn’t say anything to them about that POZ load I took before, and my brain morbidly wanted more cum to somehow dilute it. I hit the showers and washed every part of my body. I could feel cum rolling down my leg and I tried to push out as much as possible. Man did my ass hurt, and I needed to go home and away from this place. I left, got into my car, and drove back towards my house and reality. It’s been a couple weeks since the bathhouse, and I actually decided to write this while taking a few days off work. Wasn’t feeling too well this morning, bit of a flu seems like…

Hi, my name is Ben. I turned 18 a few months ago and I am finishing out my last year in High School. A year and half ago my mother got remarried to a nice man. He is tall, attractive and he treats my mother well. Things were going great until his son Martin (Marty) moved in. His mother kicked him. He is 23 years old and still mooching off his parents as my mother described it. My mom set some ground rule. He had a curfew, no drinking, drugging or women over. Marty chuckled when he walked about saying, there is only of those rules I intend to follow. He said, no women, as he turned to me and said, I only fuck men and winked at me. I froze, what the fuck, I shrugged it off and we headed up to our rooms. We shared a bathroom. Marty was totally annoying. He kept coming into my room and asked me where things were and about our parent's routine, if ever snuck out. He asked me a ton of questions as I rattled off the answers, he asked me if I ever sucked dick. I stuttered and said, no, fuck no. He asked me more questions. Then he returned to his room. I listened to music and thought to myself, that was totally fucked up. Let me share a little more about me, I am a bit shy and have never dated. I have always thought I was straight, that is why I jack off about! Women, and the porn I watched had women in it. I had never pictured guy sex but had no problem with guys being gay. I often wished I was one of the jocks who go all the girls in high school. I always wanted to be taller, I stood just 5’8 140 pounds, had curly blond hair and blue eyes. Marty on the other hand looked like a jock frat boy, tall at 6’2 190 pounds, cocky and confident muscled with a couple tats and liked to share that he was hung, he showed off his bulge all the time. Then next morning was Saturday and we both slept in, Marty was up first and when he was out of the shower, he walked into my room naked and still toweling off asking me where the lotion was. Fuck dude, I said. It is in the bottom drawer. He just stood there, his body all chiseled with tats and a huge dick even soft. He may be better soft than I am hard. Fuck, I thought. Wish I had a dick like that. He smiled at me and winked again when he caught me staring at it. I looked up, just as he winked at me, and I blushed and looked away. He said, show me dude. I got up and had to walk past him all naked with his town in his hand and went and opened the drawer and showed him right where they were. I handed it to him, he said, while you are here buddy why don’t you put lotion on my back. I hesitated, he opened the lotion bottle as he grabbed my hand and put the lotion on it, then he turned around. His back was totally muscled, and he had a big bubble butt. I started rub the lotion on his back and worked my way down. He said, do my entire backside bud. I always miss something when I do it. I had never touched anyone like this before and it was making me hard a little. I continued down to his legs and then finally his butt. Just as I finished, he turned around and his dick had grown, and it was right in front of me. He said, now my legs. I started to lube up his legs and I soon worked my way up to his thighs and his dick was getting hard and grow to at least ten inches. His pubic hair was clipped, and he just had a patch above his dick. I froze again. My boxers were now tented, I had never thought about another man before but here I was touching my stepbrother. He grabbed me and pulled me up. He said, how about we get you out of these clothes so you can shower. He reached down and pushed my boxers off, my seven- and half-inch dick pointed out. It was thick and uncut but nowhere near as big as Marty. He then pulled off my shirt, he told me to get in the shower and when I was finished to come into his room, and he would help me with the lotion. He turned me toward the shower, and I got in and showered up, I was still hard when I got out and I tried to put a towel around, but I was too boned. So, I held it in front of me and walked in. I was standing there in Marty’s room naked, he motioned for me to come over to him, I sheepishly walked over, as he was on his bed, still naked himself. He looked at me and said, looks like we have a stubborn one here. He grabbed the towel and moved his head to my dick, I tried to pull back, but his hand grabbed my hips and held me as he engulfed my dick. He only blew me for three minutes and I shot my load. He swallowed which I found gross at the time. He then looked up and said, now that your erection is under control let me put lotion on your back. I turned around, as he rubbed lotion all over my back, then my legs and finally my ass. He messaged it in and then spread my check as he rubbed it down my crack and then on my hole. I gasped a little as he worked his finger around my hole and then he slid a finger inside me. I tried to pull away, but he said, hold still dude as he held my hip tight. He was soon inside me fingering my hole and I moaned a little. He said, yea, I knew you would like that. He fingered me for three or four minutes and then turned me around, I was rock hard again and he sucked my dick again, after five minutes I shot my load. He said, that is enough for this morning, I will be back tonight before curfew so I can teach you more. Seems like no one has taught you about sex yet. Don’t worry, I will make sure you know everything you need to know. He winked again and I walked back through the bathroom and in my room. Wondering what the fuck happened and what else did he want to teach me. I tried to but this all out of my mind, but I found myself in jack off session with lotion rubbing my hole while I jacked my cock. I even slipped a finger inside my hole, making me shot a huge load. I was both excited and worried about Marty coming home tonight. He arrived and chatting with my parents for a long time. I even went down, they wanted Marty and I to get to know each other more and thought this weekend would be a good time for us to hang out while they were out of town. Fuck, really, of all times to leave. My mother pulled me aside and told me I was to make sure Marty stayed in line. I thought, how the hell am I going to do that. He already had total control over me. I told her I would but not very convincingly. My parents escaped to their side of the house, and I turned on the TV to watch a movie. Marty came in, saying that sounds like a good idea. Let’s watch that up in my room. I pretended that I did not hear him, he grabbed the remote turning the TV off, then my hand and lead e upstairs all the way to his room. He told me to hope up on his bed, a full size and get comfortable. He undressed in front of me and slipped on a pair of shorts with no underwear and a t-shirt. I for some reason was rock hard again. He crawled into bed hitting the TV remote, to the station we were watching downstairs. I was completely silent. He got comfortable, always having a part of his body touching mine. He legs at first, then his arm. He finally said, how about you get comfortable, slip off your pants, he got me a t-shirt of his and tossed it to me. Put this one. I did, that for some reason got my heart racing. I wanted to run downstairs but could not. His shit was big on me and once I put it on, he pulled off my boxer shorts. It was suddenly a short dress that smelled like him. He got up and locked the door and the bathroom door and came back to bed. I had slipped under the sheets, so did he. He said, okay little bud, have you ever kissed anyone? A guy or a girl? I said no, I have not kissed a girl. Hoping he would take the hint. I thought so he said, tonight we are going to practice kissing. He turned to me and kissed me on the lips. Then he said do it back, I leaned in reluctantly and have him a peck on his lips. Then he came back and held my head and he started to kiss me harder and longer. I tried to his him back, he was doing most of the kissing and then his tongue went into my mouth, and I tried to pull back, but he had my head. What started out as repulsive soon turned to excitement. He sucked my tongue and kissed me making out with me then broke it off. That is a little better, he put his arm around me as we went back to watching the movie. Five minutes later he whispered, now you need to kiss me like you mean it, just like I kissed you. I moved in and kissed him on the lips, he opened his mouth a little and I slipped my tongue inside, he began to kiss me back. I broke it off after five minutes, he looked at me saying Ben you are a good learner. Not great but better. We will have you being a great kissed by the end of the night. I thought seriously, but he was serious, we made out for another couple outs till he said OKAY you are good enough. I though, good enough for what, we will do more training tomorrow. You should head to bed. Keep my shirt on no boxers. You can take them but do not wear them. I am going to have to buy you some more attractive underwear. I went back to my room, I got in bed and jacked off pretending to kiss Marty as I felt my hole and shot a huge load. I used my boxers to rub the cum off my stomach. Marty was on the phone with someone, I could not hear what he was saying other than come over when you get off work. I dozed off but woke up to what I though was party feeling my legs, then my balls, my cock and up my chest. He pinched my nipple and then leaned in and kissed me. We made out; Marty changed how he was kissing but it was still hot. The kissing went down my body and soon he was sucking my cock, licking my balls and he lifted my legs and ate my hole. I began to moan and say fuck that feels amazing. That wet tongue darting in my hole and tongue fucking me. My legs were dropped, my cock was again engulfed as a finger slide inside me I shot my load in his mouth. After he swallowed, he came back and kissed me so I could taste my cum. Then without a word he was gone, I dozed off again feeling completely satisfied. In the morning we were both in the bathroom and I just looked at him remembering how amazing the night before was when he woke me up in the morning. I later found out that the guy who came in my room was not Marty but a friend of his. For the next three nights while our parents were gone, I was serviced each night. It felt different each time, but I loved it. When my parents returned, they told us they were going on a two-week vacation in a few weeks and since we had not burnt the house down, they would not have our uncle come stay unless they needed to. The lessons continued, I soon was kissing Marty all over his body, sucking his big dick and licking his balls. Two weeks in he finally had me lick his hole while he jacked off. He seemed to really like that. He told me I do that well, he had me tongue him each night before bed. He stopped touching me otherwise except in the dark. Our parents had left and that night, he showed me how to clean out. We watched a video and then he took me into the bathroom, showed me how to do an enema. He gave me a kiss, gave me a different shit to wear and sent me off to my bedroom. I asked him why, he just winked at me. I fell slap and just like last time while my parents were gone, I was awoken and serviced, kissed and then my legs lifted. Hole fingered but this time with lubed and two fingers. Then for the first time a dick slipped inside me, fuck this hurt. A hand went over my mouth as the dick slide deeper inside me. He fucked me for five minute and then let his hand off my mouth. I had started to moan by now and ten minutes in he shot his load inside me. Instead of leaving this time he spooned me, thirst minutes later he slid inside me and fucked me for twenty more minutes and he shot his second load inside me. Then he got up, locked the bathroom door, showered then left. This happened each night, I would lick Marty’s hole, catch his load and swallow it and then get fucked in the dark. Neither of us said a work, I had realized these guys were not Marty but liked all the attention and realized I loved my ass being used. That is until the day my parents were coming home. Marty said, Ben, you are a good kid man. My buds love you, but when our parents are here it will have to be you and me, unless you are up for some daytime fun? Sure, why not, I said. Good to hear, I will let my buds know. They say you are a great fuck. I smiled at him and wanted to ask him why he had not fucked me, but I was too timid to ask. The first day time happed a few days after our parents returned. He drove me to a house in a nice neighborhood and told me the nice man would uber me home. I got out and kept looking back as I hesitantly walked up to the door. I rang the bell; Marty had driven off before a good-looking tall guy opened the door. The man smiled at me and said, you are better looking than your pics. Come in, let's get comfortable. He brought me a drink; it was my first-time having alcohol, it was sweet, and I drank it. He could tell I was nervous. We talked, when he could see the alcohol kick in, he had me stand up and he undressed me. He told me he was married but he liked young guys when his wife was away. He was rubbing my chest, then he leaned in and kissed me as he unbuttoned my pants and pushed them and my underwear to the ground. I was rock hard, he held my cock in his hand as he said, nice cock boy. Love your hairless body, I did not have any hair except above my penis. Even my balls were hairless. He pulled off his shirt and revealed an eight pack and a hairy stomach and chest. I rubbed my hand on his stomach and chest and felt his manly body. I moved my hands down to his belt and unfastened it, then unbuttoned his pants. When I unzipped his zipper, I could fee his big unit. I pushed his pants down, he was not wearing underwear, so his big dick hung semi hard. I picked it up, put it in my mouth and sucked his big dick as it grew in my mouth. He was not Marty’s length, but he was thick. I was having a hard time sucking past his head. I licked and sucked his head, he pulled out. He pulled me up and kissed me, he told me that I did better than his wife. I know you will get better with time. Sounds like he wants to see me again, is what I thought. Wow, this guy is sexy, he led me over to the sofa, his ass was so round. He sat down, I got right between his legs and licked and suck on his dick. He pushed my head down a little more every time I went down on him, and I soon had four inches inside. Then five, just when I was struggling, he let me head pull off so I could breathe and lifted his legs and told me to eat his hole. I licked on that hole and tongued him. He just moaned and held my head so I would go deeper. I tongued his hole for five minutes, he turned around so I could get a better angle and he did not have to hold his legs up. I ate away at his hole. Between his moans he said fuck if my wife could do this, I would not need you. What I took from that is he needs me, no one has ever said that to me. I liked it and ate his hole even more. He told me to kiss him, I got up and leaned in, he turned his head to make out with me as he lubed my cock. He broke off the kiss, saying rub your dick on my hole. He put some lube on his hole and I rubbed it up and down. He pressed his ass out and on one of my fucking motioned his hole caught the head of my cock and I pressed in a little. I pulled it out and went back to fucking his crack and then he did it again. This time I pressed in further and he moaned. My cock was tingling so much, I have never felt something like this. I slide more of my cock in, and he pushed back. Soon I was all the way inside him. He moved back and forth on my cock; fuck I love this I thought. I started to fuck his hole, soon my balls tightened, and I shot my load inside him. I was still rock hard, and he just backed up on my cock more. I never went down, and I fucked him some more and ten minutes later I shot my second load inside him. I pulled out and he told me to lick his hole again. I got down and tonged and licked that hot hole tasting my very own cum inside him. He let me do this for five minutes, then he said kiss me. He turned round, we made out then he led me to the bedroom. He said, now it is my turn to feel you inside. That frightened me, he was so big fuck I could never take him. He put me up on the bed, pushing my head down into a pillow as he got behind me and ate my hole. He started to finger me with lube, and he soon had three fingers inside me. I felt him stretching me and it hurt, I just bit on the pillow. He twisted them around, then he got a brown bottom, he lifted my head and put it up to my left nostril and had me inhale, then my right. Fuck that stuff made my head spin. He leaned in and kissed me, when he broke the kiss, he said. Babe you need to keep hitting those till I tell you to stop. Got it, I nodded my head and started. He went back to fingering my hole, it felt a lot better. Soon he had four fingers inside my tight hole, he pulled them out as he said that’s good boy. Then he lined up his fat cock and pressed it against my hole and he said, hit them again babe. He slid inside with a pop; I was breathless for several seconds and then I began to panic. Fuck, that is a lot of cock. He slowly inched inside me telling me what a good boy I was, he was so proud of me. He kept reminding me to hit the poppers until he was all the way inside me. He soon had me on my side, and he was slow fucking me as I whimpered, every time I was just about to tell him it was too much, he would remind me to hit the poppers. It was like he knew I was about to give up, after twenty minutes he was able to slow fuck me with several inches of his cock and I heard him say baby, you are about to get my nut. You are so hot and doing such a good job for daddy. You want my load don’t you boy. I nodded my head, he said babe, you your words. Tell daddy you want his load. I said, Daddy, please give me your load. He picked up his pace and several minutes later as I hit the poppers again, he shot his load inside me. He did not pull out till he went soft. His dick just slipped out of me as my hole closed keeping his cum inside me. He kissed my neck and said, lets shower. We got in the shower, and he cleaned me up, with soap and his hands all over me. Then he did himself. I shampooed my hear, as I waited for him to finish, and we stepped out. He handed me a towel and I dried off, rapped the two around my waist. He quickly pulled it off as he told me naked when you are with me. I need to see that beautiful boy body. I walked around totally self-conscious as he dressed. Then he got out his phone and videotaped me. He had me bend over and spread my checks so he could see my hole. Then he wanted me with my legs up on my back spreading it. After he was satisfied, he told me to get dressed. The uber will be here soon he said. I dressed quickly, he kissed me one last time before the uber arrived. He showed me to the door and said wait on the porch babe. I twill only be a minute as he shut the door and locked it. He was right, minutes later the uber arrived. My ass had started to get sore and sitting was started to bother me a little. The Driver seemed to notice and asked if I was okay. I just smiled and said, yea I am good. We made it back to the house, my parents were home, so I made some small talk with them, then headed upstairs. I got to my room and Marty came in a few minutes later. Little bro, you are such a hot little slut. That guy wants to see you Friday. I said, I don’t know. Oh bud, you got to do it. Come on, I am going to run out for a few hours but when I get back, I will need that hot mouth and tongue of yours. Hearing all about your hot sex has gotten me horny as fuck. I thought, fuck hope he does not want to fuck me too. I grabbed some pills from the medicine cabinet, Tylenol I believe. They helped a little, but I was still sore when Marty returned. I went into this bedroom and pulled off his shorts and sucked his big cock, licked his balls and ate his ass. He got hot, put his legs down and said suck the cum out of my balls you little sexy whore. I did not love him calling me a slut or a whore. I swallowed his load and headed back to my bedroom, curled up and fell asleep. In the morning I felt a lot better. I showed and rushed off to school since I overslept. In third period, I got a text from Mary. He sends the address of a local hotel and told me to go at 3 PM today to room 241. No more information but I had an idea what I was going there for. I was supper excited, anxious and nervous all wrapped into one. I finished last period, I wondered how I would clean out and if it would hurt. I opened my backpack and Marty had stopped by. How did he know my combination, did I tell him? I will figure that out later. There was a note that read: Little bro, I brough you a few things you may need for today. Your enema, lube, poppers (the brown bottle) and a jock have fun today. I went to the bathroom and cleaned out, slipped on the jock and headed to the hotel, it was a ten-minute walk from my school. When I arrived, I went up to room 241 and knocked. The man who opened the door was much older than the hot guy. He was good looking for a guy who looked older than my dad. He invited me in, once I stepped inside, he said, how about you undress while I pour us a drink. I slipped out of my clothes; the man came back with a drink for me. I sipped on it; it did not taste that great, but I sucked it down while this older man touched my little boy body. I stood there in my jock as he touched me all over, then he began to kiss my body, suck on my nipples, then kiss is way to my mouth making out with me hard as his hands slide my jock off and it dropped to the floor. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. I was totally naked, and he was still fully dressed, he laid me on the bed and engulfed my rock yard cock, sucking my balls and cock at the same time and then he lifted my legs and at my ass. He ate me for five minutes as I moaned. The drink was kicking in, he broke away from eating my hole, dropped my legs and stood up as he started to undress. He pulled his shirt off, his chest was well belt with black and gray hair all over it. He unfasted his pants and slipped them down with his tidy whiteys and stood back up. His pubic hair was black and gray, he had huge balls, but what stood out was his huge dick. It was long like Marty and thick like the other guys. His dick was starting to grow, I got up and came over to him and held his big dick as he leaned down and kissed me. He said, I see my boy likes daddy's big dick. I said, I do daddy. I got down and started to suck his cock. It was not as thick as the married guy but still thicker than Marty. I sucked his dick; I could get six inches in my mouth. His dick slipped out of his mouth as he got some lube. I grabbed my poppers as he lubed up my hole and fingered it. It started to hurt a little, but the bottoms helped. Once I was lubed up inside, he got on the bed and lubed his big dick and told me to sit on his daddy dick. I straddled him and lowered myself. He guided me to his cock, as he said. I love watching a boy take my entire dick. I really did not think that was possible. His dick head as right on my hole. I hit the poppers three times each side as his hand held my hips and he pressed his cock inside me. He held me steady as he impaled me slowly on his big dick. He kept looking into my eyes. He had entered me six inches or so when he said. Babe, hit the popper. I did again and his again pressed on my hips as he got atoner two inches inside me. He lifted me up and then pressed me down. I hit the poppers when he told me to and twenty minutes in, he was all the way inside me. He pulled me forward and slowly fucked my hole while I moaned and whimpered into his chest. This went on for twenty more minutes and he shot his first load inside me. He leaned over to the side as he pulled his huge cock out of me and then told me to clean his dick. I sucked, licked and cleaned him up. It was hot tasting the cum on his cock. When I finished, he made me another drink, I sipped on it. It was going to my head. We talked while we both drank our drinks. I was drunk in no time, he told me that he was married, would be in town one or two days a week for the next three months and needed a boy like me. I smiled and told him I loved his big dick. I was soon, on my knees sucking on that big dick, before I knew it, he had me on my back with my legs in the air, he was inside me fucking me with long strokes for twenty more minutes before he groaned and shot his second load inside me. He slid out, saying that is just what I needed. He again had me clean his cock, then said, how about you get dressed and let yourself out, he grabbed his wallet and handed me forty dollars, this will get you home in a cab. He got in the shower, I went to get dressed, he left his walled on the dresser. I was so curious; I found his license and his name was Gary Stevens and he was 56 years old. Fuck, this guy could be my grandfather. I rushed out, downstairs I caught a taxi and had the driver drop me off a block from home and walked home with that old guy cum inside me. I make me hot, besides I had not cum yet and needed to rush upstairs and jack off. I was hoping Marty did not interrupt me. Once in the room, I locked both doors and jacked off. Marty had tried to open my door when I was about to cum, he even knocked but I did not answer and shot my load. I cleaned up and unlocked the door. Marty came in and said, you fucking locked me out. I stammered and said no, but. Marty grabbed me by the chin and said, never lock that door again. You can keep our parents out, but you can never lock me out. Understand. I said, yes, I understand. He said, good. I do not want to have to have to hurt you for not listening. I looked at him wondering if he was serious or just joking. I decided not to find out. He then barked, be in my room at 10:30 tonight. I need serviced and be ready to suck me deep you little cock hound. I laid back on my bed and smiled a little.

I m not a big fan of porn theaters but being locked for more than 3 months, last wednesday, I couldn't fight the crave for cock and I went to one. I was desperate to at least suck some dick. Going inside the building I thought the feeling was so strange : not wanting to be there but not being able to resist it. The cage changed me so much! It was early in the afternoon and there were not many people inside. You could tell most of the men there were bottoms, too. I went to the cruising area and back to the main room several times but nothing. Just one guy at some point, had an inviting gesture towards me but I went away. He was a quite old guy, sitting there touching is crotch, wearing a t-shirt and some glasses, looked chubby... I could do better, I had some time ahead. Something like an hour later, still nothing, I was feeling everyrime more frustrated. Instead of guys coming in, the little that were inside were going away. At some point, in the cruising area, I felt a hand touching my ass. When I turned around I saw the guy with the glasses. No! It was not possible. I said nodded no with a smile and went away. Later on I saw him getting sucked in the theater by some other old guy. Once again, when he saw me, he made me a sign to come and join forces with his cocksucker. Though his dick looked thick and I were more than dying to serve, I went away thinking he really doesn t do it for me. Shortly after that, I met another guy, young in a cap, killer looks and a manly attitude, in his late 20's... We crossed eyes once or twice but at this point I didn't think he could be interested in me... I went into the theater and sat at the back. In less than 10 minutes the young guy was sitting one seat away from me. He quickly took his dick out and started to jerk off to some straight movie. When he laid back with his hands on his thighs and his big cock fully erect, I thought it was my queue and went on my knees to suck him. I could touch and feel his abs while blowing him, I touched his muscle chest, hold his ankles to help me deep throat him more, it was awesome. He didn't do pretty Uchida anything while I was at it, let me do it my way. It was alright for me, pleasuring him. Since I m locked it feels like the most important thing for me is to please men. After some minutes "Give me your ass, he said. I immediately obeyed standing up and presenting him my thonged ass. I quickly felt his hands and his dick between my asscheeks. To my bad surprise, though, I found my self facing the guy with the glasses that was standing there, 2 or 3 raws away, jerking off watching us. Shit ! The young guy started fucking me, it was so good! It felt perfect, he was really doing it right. The older guy was like moving towards us. Each time I looked at him he was standing closer, jerking off, smiling. When he was 3 or 4 seats away I started to feel uncomfortable and tried to tell my fucker to move to a more private place but everytime he would harshly push me away, forcing me to stay bent on the seat in front of me, fucking me harder. The fuck was awesome and I decided to forget about the ugly watcher. I was enjoying this cock, rubbing my cage, it was heaven. I was being fucked for something like 10 minutes, I had forgotten about our peep when I saw feet just one meter away from me. Fuck ! There he was ! Jerking off quite above me ! I pushed myself up and pressed my back against my fuckers body in an attempt to look more intimate with him so the other would feel awkward and leave. "Suck his dick! was all I heard. "Suck his dick, bitch!" As I didn't t move, he firmly pushed me back on the seat and my face on the the old man s dick. For some more minutes I ve been fucked! Body and mind ! The guy with the glasses had sat down and was pushing his dick deep in my mouth and throat while the other one was fucking my ass like only young guys do. Then they flipped me around and changed holes. It was incredible ! The young guy cummed in my mouth in a matter of minutes. I loved how noisy he was, it was obvious he needed to pound an ass and empty his balls as much as I needed to serve. I didn't see him leave as I was quickly brought back to my knees by the old guy to suck him some more. At this point I was totally into it, fully playing my part, until he blew his load on my face. He gently pushed my face appart and went back to sit alone somewhere in the theater. Later on I saw him sitting and playing on his mobile. One or two hours later, as I was about to leave. I came across the old guy again, just in front of the bathroom. He went inside and I followed. Without a single word exchanged I was again on my knees sucking on his dick. He asked me to swallow his load and I did.

Part 4 He mentioned his ass was warm and he asked for more in his ass. He was begging for it, he had no idea what was coming I was looking at the kids ass, round and inviting and decided that I needed to get a piece of it before the Viagra wore off in me, I took a hefty dose this morning before it took a booty bump myself. I got behind him and asked if he was ready for a hot cock up his hole. He was almost begging for it. The Tina was doing it’s job and he was already starting to sweat. My friend walked in front of the bound kid and said he understood he didn’t want to suck any. He waived his 7”+ cock in front of the kids face and the kid said “ I want to “. You talk about Meth being a bottoms drug. It really is. My friend told me this past week that he finally got a test and was diagnosed as HIV+ and apparently a pretty aggressive strain. His company had him in Germany for 6 months and only got home a couple months ago. All he said about his trip was that those guys really know ow to party and fuck. The kid was sucking on the cock and I lined up mine to his ass. This was going to be epic. I told the kid to take a deep breath and say “ I’m a fagot “. He did as instructed and just as he started to say the line I shoved as hard as I could into his ass. He screamed the word Fagot in a high pitch that sounded like straight porn I use watch labeled Painal where women were anal virgins then the squealed with the penetration. I wish we had gotten a video of that. He was now truly a fagot pig and I was only starting. I fucked hm for a few and rested, I wanted to cum but not that fast. I wanted to open this new pig cunt , I knew what was coming later. My friend put his dripping cock back in his mouth and stared skull fucking him. All the kid was going was muffled moans. I stopped and asked him if he wanted to stop and all we could hear was a muffled NO. I couldn’t hold out any longer and began really pounding is ass. I shot several shots up him. I stayed in him and asked my friend for a plug. He pulled out of the kids mouth and reached for a huge one. I told him to get a smaller on for now. At the same time I let loose a load of chem piss up the kids ass. This was my first today so I knew it would be very potent. I knew it was flooding his guts and it would be spinning him more, he felt it and moaned and said it felt great. This kid was going to be fun. My friend handed the plug with a small shard. I pushed the shard up the kid and then worked the plug in. The kid said it burnt a little . He was well on his way for the next part of his conversion to pig slut

The 10 load hotel visit I was on a mission... ass up and hooded with a poz breeding load in and 3 others too looking for more cum donations when a horny guy offered to wank his load over my hungry hole. I immediately said yes and he arrived to find me hooded and ass up. He had no idea a black 9inch dick and just unloaded a poz load into me. He unzipped and released his semi 7 inches and slapped his dick against my hole before keeping his word and wanking it. He grabbed the poppers and took a hit. He wiped his precum dripping dick over my hole and took another hit. It worked! With his head against my hole he pushed in. In total silence he wanked off a huge hot load. Just as promised, I wasn’t fucked but I was reloaded. The tip of his dick pushing against my cummy hole he squirted a huge hot load out, and made sure he fed my hole with it. He wrote, ‘CUM SLUT’ on my ass and drew an arrow to my hole. I now had 5 loads in me.

Why pull out, I sure would not

Nope. But, that needs to be established before the fuck takes place, and if a guy won't take the load, I'll find a guy that needs it. In other words, if a bottoms says he wants my raw Cock, but doesn't want my Seed, the I just move on, since there are more than enough guys that do need it. If a guy says "yeah, I want your load pumped up my Hole", and then - at the last minute - says shit like pull out, I don't want it, chances are poor I will. Obviously, in the fuckjoints no discussion is needed ... every guy there needs what every other guy there has.

I probably am the most-talented rim pig you’ll ever meet. I start out by passionately making love to the hole, then stretching it and pulling it open with my tongue, fingers, cock, speculum, or fist. I love to get my tongue up to the pink. I want to feel where the skin texture changes, from the wrinkles of his asshole to that smooth porcelain finish just inside. I want to latch my lips to his hole and suck on it. I won’t just make your eyes roll up in your head, I’ll make your eyes spin by hitting nerve ending you never knew you had. Yes, I’m that good. 🐷 I like to eat ass. For hours. As long as he lets me. Sadly, some guys tire too soon and watch something more.

Some bi/straight/closeted guys have phobias or hang ups about a guy cumming inside them and it’s usually tied in their masculinity or machismo. Most of cum don’t even ask about condoms, it’s the cum they have an issue with. You get who want safe and so you have to navigate that differently. Sometimes you can talk them into starting out bare and wrapping later or pulling out to cum. Sometimes they change their mind and want that load or I’ll have an “accident”. Either way I’ll drag out fucking them as long as I can so they’re taking my precum. I kind of prefer the guys who just go bare as I don’t have to negotiate the condom bs. As above I’ll fuck them as long as I can to work as much precum in their ass as I can. I get the phobia over cum but it’s also bs too. Cum isnt going to kill you or make you less of a man. It pisses me off more when they wanna fuck me and have problem cumming inside me but draw the line on me doing the same to them. Few of them relax and get into it, opening the door for me to ask if they want my load. Most will get nervous when it seems I’m close to cumming or they’ll ask if I’m close. It’s hard to pull off having an accident as most freak the fuck out when I try that. Plus I lose any chance for another hookup with them. I’m kinda surprised at how many them come back for more so I make myself content trying to put as much precum in them as I can. Most get the “frightened faces” when I pull out to cum and are worried I’ll cum in the face or jizz on their bodies. I’ve had a few where I cum right on their hole and then slide back in to go for another round…I guess they don’t realize I’m driving my cum back inside them.

Part 7: Storm Clouds Clearing It took a minute for the officers to get both Jake and Sean ungagged and untied. Once freed, they seized hold of each other and hugged each other as closely as possible. The fact that they were completely naked in front of three police officers, two of whom they’d never seen before, didn’t seem to matter to them at all. Finally, they got control of themselves enough to pull on some clothes and answer a few questions. That didn’t happen until they saw the gurney being wheeled out to the ambulance, with Jim strapped firmly down on it, and one of the officers walking right behind to make sure he didn’t somehow get free. Jake was inclined to be a bit abrupt with Brian, until Brian explained that Jim must have somehow sneaked into the building through either the garage or a service door. The police had posted Brian as a replacement for the usual doorman, at his own suggestion – since he was the one officer truly capable of distinguishing between the brother he knew well and the brother he hadn’t ever seen. But Jim hadn’t come by the front entrance at all until he had made the beer run to the store next to the lobby. The sting operation had been put into action right away at that point, but it had been far too close for comfort. It was at this point that Sean spoke up. “I may have something that will help you.” He walked over to the table by the entrance to the bedroom, reached in between the two potted plants, and pulled out his phone. He opened it, found a video file, clicked it on – and the room filled with the sound of Jim’s gloating voice while the screen plainly displayed him, face visible and all, standing over the tied-down, gagged, and hooded Jake. “I switched it on and put it there before I tried to talk to Jake. Then when Jim came back from the bathroom, that’s when he came quietly up behind me and knocked me out.” Brian instantly seized the phone as material evidence. The next morning, both Jake and Sean had trouble believing that the nightmare was finally over. It helped that they had only to check any of the local online news channels to see the footage of Jim being hauled, limping, into the downtown police headquarters, in handcuffs in the early hours of Saturday morning. On Monday, he appeared in front of a judge who quickly ordered him detained without bail, pending a trial date. The real problem was that looking at the news footage kept some frightening memories fresh in their minds. They both took several days off work for some serious R & R, and this time there no snarky comments about them both being off at the same time. Most people in the office seemed to feel that they had a perfectly good reason to need some recovery time, and if spending that time together helped them to heal from their ordeal a bit faster, then more power to them. As it was, they spent a fair portion of those days curled up in bed together, not having sex at all for the most part, just holding, hugging, stroking, kissing, calming, reassuring. Jake and Sean both had to give lengthy statements to the police. Jake, still being cautious, made a point of having his lawyer with him while he was giving his statement and being questioned. After all, it stood to reason that his DNA would almost certainly be a perfect match with his identical twin. As it happened, there was no question of any suspicion alighting on Jake. Sean’s testimony about Greenwoods Park, and the video footage from his phone, settled a good part of the matter, the other young guy who’d been assaulted and taken to hospital had no trouble over identifying Jim, the witnesses who’d seen Jake and Sean at Riverbend covered that angle, and fibres from Jim’s clothing matched fibres found in the dead man’s hair. In the event, Jim never stood trial. Less than a week after he was detained, he was murdered by a fellow inmate with a long-standing grudge who, fittingly, killed him in exactly the way he’d planned to kill Jake and Sean. Getting life back into the groove during the next couple of months was a weird time for both of them. No matter how hard they tried to go back to the way things had been, everything still managed to be different in some way or other. “Normal,” they found, could seem pretty elusive when you’d felt yourself mere inches away from being gruesomely murdered, and completely unable to do anything about it. The next time that they turned up at The Corner on a Friday afternoon, they could tell that everyone in the place was looking at them and talking about the sensational double kidnapping and attempted murder. Being at the centre of the gay community’s most notorious murder and abuse case in years was definitely not the most comfortable place in the world for them. Bill made a point of coming over and apologizing to Jake for how he had been mistreated. The owner/manager of the Suds’n’Studs bathhouse also stopped by, explaining to Jake that, from now on, both he and Sean would have free admission any time they wanted. Just call ahead, and they would be passed by the lineup. Jake, shaking his head, was on the verge of saying “thanks but no thanks,” but Sean kicked his ankle under the table and thanked the manager for his courtesy. Jake was inclined to protest, but after the manager was gone, Sean pointed out to him the advantages of no-cost cruising after hot young partners for three-ways, four-ways, or more-ways. Jake had to agree that this sounded like an intriguing plan. The two of them had a long session with the HR people at the office, and all parties agreed that it would be best for the optics of the situation if Sean were transferred to a different department of the company to work under the supervision of a manager “not otherwise involved in his personal situation,” as the HR director said, in an acidic tone of voice, and with an expression of distaste on her thin, hatchet face as of one who detects an emission of intestinal gases. A month after Jim was arrested, Sean got a letter that he was not only transferred but also promoted and given a substantial pay increase. As Jake said, “It will make it easier to pay for that second apartment that you’re not getting much use out of anymore.” Sean smiled, a little wistfully, Jake thought, and made no reply. Jake drove to Garrisville for a long clear-the-air talk with his mother. They needed it – she, in particular, needed to talk. No matter how brutal and evil Jim had become, he was her child and she suffered understandable grief feelings, not so much about his death, but more about how she had gotten his life off to such an awful start. Jake, too, shared those feelings – perfectly natural for an identical twin, no matter how strange it might appear to others. At the same time, Jake forced another issue by bringing Sean along to introduce him to his mom. Although (as always) inclined to be a bit standoffish with “perverts,” she thawed considerably under Sean’s easy courtesy and deference towards her. And she had to admit that he was definitely a good influence on Jake. “You’re settling him down nicely,” was how she put it, and Sean grinned as he saw a sight he had never seen before: Jake, blushing. They went on from his mother’s place to have dinner with Jake’s sister, Catherine, and her fiancé Ronan. Jake feared that this might be an awkward meeting, but it turned out to be no such thing. Ronan was just as easy-going a guy as anyone he’d met, and Catherine was more light-hearted and funny than Jake had ever seen her. They had a great time that evening, with jokes and laughter rocking all around the table. As they said goodnight, Catherine hugged them both and smiled at them, saying, “I hope we see you again soon. You two make the cutest couple!” It was on the evening they got home from those visits that Jake asked Sean a flippant question about when Sean was going to take him to meet his family. Jake was surprised to see a cloud pass over Sean’s face, and to hear a sad, quiet voice say, “Never. They disowned me. They threw me out, all of them. I’m on my own.” Jake immediately seized him and hugged him, hard and long. “No, Sean, you’re not on your own – not any more.” Sean clung to him fiercely. There was no further talk that night – not in words, at any rate. With the aid of some warm summer weather, and long, leisurely evenings on the spacious rooftop terrace outside the living room (with a decanter of wine), life gradually settled back to – if not “normal”, at least relative peace and quiet. One moonlit night, as they sat looking out over the treetops of the residential area between the condo building and downtown, Jake asked Sean, “You want to see the biggest advantage of being in the penthouse on this side of the building?” “What is it?” “I’ll show you.” Jake got out of his extra-wide chair, reached down, and pulled a lever under the front edge. The seat slid smoothly forward until the chair transformed into a completely flat bed. Jake then grabbed a couple of spare pillows from the table behind him and tossed those on the chair. Sean asked, “What, are you going to sleep out here?” “Not exactly.” Jake walked over, drew Sean up out of his chair, and began kissing him passionately. As Sean responded, Jake began sliding his hands down Sean’s lean, hard back and inside his shorts. Sean pulled away. “Wait… what…??? You’re not going to do this right out in the open?” Jake chuckled. “No. We are. I told you I like doing it outside and it’s a perfect evening. Take a look around, nobody can see us here. As long as a helicopter from a news station doesn’t come flying by.” Sean looked, and sure enough, the houses were too far below to be able to see anything other than the area right along the railing. They were right out in the open air, but not exposed. Jake took hold of him, and resumed kissing, as they slowly began undressing each other. Jake lay down on the chair, pulled a pillow under his head, and then drew Sean down on top of him. As their naked bodies came into contact with each other, their kisses grew deeper, more intense. Their cocks got very hard, very quickly, but their movements remained slow, leisurely, almost hypnotic. There was an unspoken common consent that they wanted it so, that this encounter was one that needed to take all the time in the world. Sean locked one arm around Jake’s neck where the hand could stroke his face and freed his other hand to work at Jake’s nipples, stroke his abs, fondle his cock and balls. Jake’s arms had gone right around Sean and stayed there, fingers gliding gently up and down Sean’s back, savouring the sensations from the broad shoulders all the way down past the slim waist to the firm round ass. Sean’s body slid slowly up and down along Jake as they kept caressing and kissing each other. At last, his cock slipped down to jut between Jake’s thighs. Jake lifted his legs up, pulling them right back over his head, and pulled Sean even closer to whisper in his ear, “Yes. Now. Now, Sean.” Sean’s cock found the hole and pushed gently. Jake had lubed himself ahead of time, but so much in tune with each other were they that no other preparation was needed. Jake was totally relaxed, totally open, totally ready for Sean to take him. And Sean was ready to do it. His cock slipped in, pulling from Jake a sound that was half a moan, half a sigh of contentment – and then Sean slowly pushed and sank his hard cock all the way inside Jake’s ass in one smooth movement. After waiting a few moments, Sean resumed his slow slides up and down along Jake’s torso. Each slide downwards pulled his cock out and each upward slide pushed it deep again. Jake’s hands continued their gentle, purposeful stroking over Sean’s body, all to the music of their quiet moans, their sighs, their nonstop kissing. It was a total contrast to the high-speed, frenetic action of so many of their earlier wild encounters. This was a true mating dance, a slow dance, a dance of love and union, in which cock and ass played only one of the many roles in their total immersion in each other. They were so hypnotized by the act that Sean didn’t even speed up his movements when he felt his climax approaching. He simply continued his slow, easy motion until the moment when his cock opened up and his seed flowed deeply inside Jake’s body. The gentle movements continued for several minutes more before finally slowing to a halt. Silence fell. At last, Sean was the first to speak. “Wow.” Jake stroked him, gently. “That’s it? Wow?” “I… I don’t know what else to say. I’ve never, ever….” His voice trailed off. “Never. Not like this,” Jake agreed. “And you didn’t cum. I’m sorry.” “I didn’t need to.” “Why do we have so much impact on each other?” Sean’s voice was steeped in awe and wonderment. “I don’t know why, Sean. It’s enough for me that we do.” Sean’s cock slowly slipped out, and Jake lowered his legs, still almost dazed by the incredible power of the experience. At last, though, real life reluctantly intruded. Jake spoke again, “It’s getting cold. Let’s take this inside.” They showered together, barely speaking, as if afraid to shatter the moment. After they dried off and went into the bedroom, Sean knelt down and began sucking on Jake’s cock. It responded rapidly. In a half-kind, half-mocking tone, Jake asked, “What’s this, haven’t had enough yet?” Sean stood up and drew him towards the bed. “Jake, I want to fall asleep tonight with you inside me.” Jake said no more. They lay down together. Jake took the lube and greased up his cock, and then moved Sean into the little spoon position. He slipped a lubed finger into Sean’s ass, then replaced it with his cock, pressed against his lover’s hole. He pushed, and with a small cry from Sean got it inside. After another minute, he was placed, all the way inside Sean’s muscular ass. He wrapped his arm around his beautiful man, caressing his chest. Sean turned his head to meet Jake, and they kissed again. Jake murmured, “Good night, Sean.” And they drifted off to sleep like that. During the night, Jake awoke, still holding Sean in his embrace. He remembered the whole evening the instant he came awake: the peaceful night air, the moonlight, the awe-filled lovemaking on the terrace, right down to falling asleep, linked together – and his cock was still there, still partially filled, still inside Sean, and only a few movements were needed to bring it back to full mast. In a more lustful mood, in his younger days, with one of his earlier casual flings, Jake would have carried right on until he flooded that ass with his seed -- but not now, not on this night. He closed his eyes with a contented sigh and fell asleep again, still lodged inside Sean’s body. On the next weekend, Jake had to go away for two nights. No playing around was involved; he was going to visit an old college friend who’d been hospitalized after a massive car accident. He and Sean had to skip the usual Friday night visit to The Corner as Jake needed to get on the road as soon as possible after work hours ended. Jake handed Sean his keys for the weekend, and Sean saw him on his way with a heartfelt good-bye kiss, and a promise to have a really spectacular dinner time surprise for Sunday night. Jake enjoyed the road trip, in the sunshine with the top down and the air ruffling his hair. It was especially good to know that he no longer had to fret about a madman lurking somewhere behind him in Devonston. He also enjoyed the time visiting in the hospital, reminiscing with his old college buddy who was going stir-crazy from being trapped in bed. His buddy’s wife, who’d also been in college with them, was sitting with him too, and instantly remembered Jake as the guy who’d gotten a fearsome reputation after organizing an epic gangbang with the other gay member of the school’s volleyball team, a classic twink, as the sole bottom. Jake didn’t bother explaining that he and the twink had had a thing going on well before that, nor that it was the twink who had asked him to set up the gangbang. When he drove home on Sunday, though, he realized that he wasn’t enjoying the freedom of the open road as much as he used to. More than that, he realized that he was definitely anxious to get home. The hours of driving ticked by with agonizing slowness. Don’t kid yourself, old man! You know you just can’t wait to get back to Sean again. So you are in love with him, so what? Who cares if he’s ten or twelve or however many years it is younger than you? If he loves you too, it’s all good. Jake had to laugh at the number of times he now caught that inner voice thinking of himself and referring to himself as “old man,” ever since their first night together when Sean had called him that. Jake walked in the door just after 5 o’clock, and the first thing he saw was that there was no light in the kitchen area, no sound of anyone chopping or slicing, no pans sizzling, no delectable odors of cooking food. Then he saw the stuffed-to-the-top backpack sitting on the floor – and his heart sank. Fast. All the way to the basement. Of course -- with the Mystery Man now dead and buried, the original reason for Sean to stick around his place didn’t exist anymore. It looked as if Sean had decided to pack up all his things and was going to decamp back to his own apartment. And Jake’s thoughts tumbled all over each other, in a wordless torrent of emotion. Well, isn’t that just un-fucking-believable. What we had going on, it was so special, so incredible. We’d been to hell and back together, and never wavered. And now, it looks like he’s going to pull the plug. What the fuck did I do wrong? Should I have come right out and said the words: “Sean, I love you”??? All right, yes. I should have, I know it, I was just scared to do it too soon. All because I never loved anyone before, and I didn’t know how or when it was okay to say it! Damn it! It’s so fucking unfair, if I’ve gotten through all of this horror show, with him, together as a team – as a couple -- just to get dumped at the end of it. Jake didn’t cry, although he certainly felt like he wanted to. Feeling lower and sadder by the second, he called out, but uncertainly. “Sean?” Sean’s voice, a bit uncertain too, answered from the guest room. “I’m in here.” Jake went along the hall, each moment scared of what was going to happen the next. Sean stepped out of the door of the guest room to meet him and kiss him, but the younger guy had a look of such trepidation on his face that Jake all but froze on the spot, dreading what he was about to hear. “I’m… I’m sorry, Jake. I’m afraid I’ve made a really bad mistake – and I’m scared of what you’re going to say.” “Why? What’s happened?” Sean took a deep breath, then stepped aside and gestured for Jake to enter the guest room. It was a mess -- a complete turmoil of boxes, bags, piles of clothes, books, odds and ends of stuff. Sean’s voice behind him sounded more tentative, more apologetic, more fearful than Jake had ever heard it. “I know I shouldn’t have done this without you inviting me first. I just… I couldn’t resist the urge to do it while you were away. I sublet my place and moved all the stuff from my apartment in here. I was trying to get it all unpacked and put away before you came back, but… but it took me a lot longer than I expected and… and….” His words ran out. He gulped. Jake had turned around and was staring at him, also speechless. Sean looked as if one harsh word from Jake would cause him to burst into tears. He appeared, indeed, more like a little boy than Jake had ever seen him. It was heartbreaking, in a way, to see that supremely confident and self-assured young man looking so frightened, so utterly unsure of himself. Jake just looked at him, not speaking. Finally, Sean regained a measure of self-control, just enough to say, “So, if you want me to pack all of this up and get out of here with it….” Jake nerved himself to sound as curt as possible. He held out his hand, palm up. “You’d better give me back my keys. Now.” Sean dug into his pocket, took out the keys, and handed them over – looking like he was expecting to get walked to the electric chair. Jake took them, and then pulled out the spare keys which he’d carried for the weekend. “You’ll need to keep these ones on you from now on.” It took a moment – and then the realization hit. Sean’s face cracked into the biggest smile, spreading all the way from ear to ear in a huge grin that he just couldn’t contain. He flung himself into Jake’s arms and kissed him, on and on, until both of them were nearly breathless. Then he tried to seize Jake and drag him around the corner and into the bedroom – their bedroom – but Jake stopped him sternly. “No way. I’ve had nothing to eat since breakfast, and I’m fucking starving. Where’s that special treat you promised me for tonight for dinner?” Sean answered him with a characteristic sassy grin. “I guess you already got your surprise treat. How does takeout fried chicken or pizza sound?” Two hours later, Jake had to admit that it was the best takeout fried chicken he’d ever eaten. Sean made a face and then laughed, and Jake joined him in the laughter. Then Sean told him that Catherine, his sister, had called earlier in the day. “She said it was important, so I told her you’d call back tonight.” Jake gave a little sigh. “All right, I’ll call her now.” She picked up the phone on the second ring. “Jake! How are you?” “No complaints at all.” “Is Sean there? Put me on speaker.” Jake hit the speaker phone button, and then laid the phone down, motioning to Sean to come closer. Catherine’s voice sounded from the speaker. “Sean? Are you there?” “Yes, I am. How are you doing?” “Right on top of the world! Listen, guys, I have some important news and it concerns both of you.” Sean made a scary face. “Oh, no. After all we’ve been through, we have to get more important news?” Catherine giggled. “No, silly, this is good news. Ronan and I have been looking around at wedding venues, and we’ve found one we liked and tentatively set a date. We just want to be sure that you boys will be available.” Jake replied, “Whenever it is, we’ll be available.” Sean chimed in. “Definitely. We absolutely will be there.” Catherine came back, “That’s great, and the date is Saturday, April 22, next year. And here’s why it’s so important. It’s logistics, in a way, but it matters so much to me. Ronan didn’t mention it when he met you, but his mother died a few years back so we each have a widowed parent. We think it would be perfect to have them walk each other down the aisle. And I’d love for you to walk me down the aisle.” Jake instantly said, “Well, of course – I’ll be glad to do that.” “Both of you.” Sean stared at Jake for an instant, and then replied, a bit shaky in the voice, “Catherine, that’s wonderful, I’d be so honoured to walk you with Jake.” Catherine said, “It wouldn’t be any sort of a wedding without both of you there – you’re my brothers. And by the way, one of Ronan’s groomsmen is gay. Maybe you fellows will get up to some shenanigans together after the rehearsal party – as long as you aren’t late for the wedding. Remember, April 22. Love you, boys.” And with goodbyes all around, the call ended. “She called me her brother,” Sean said, in a voice tinged with amazement. “Looks like you’ve got yourself a family again, Sean.” After another passionate interlude of kissing, Jake went on. “This is such great news; it definitely calls for a celebration. Let’s break out the bottle of Veuve Clicquot from the wine chiller. And I’d say it’s high time that you” – and he poked Sean in the chest – “got to christen the hot tub. Get the wine, and I’ll start the water running.” Ten minutes later they were curled up, side by side in the two-man tub, with the jets running and glasses of champagne in hand. Sean said, “Well, here’s to Ronan and Catherine, and to a wonderful wedding next spring!” They clinked glasses and drank to that. Jake had one last brief moment of hesitation, and then he went on: “And here’s to my love for you, and to the family you’re joining.” Sean picked up the theme: “And here’s to my love for you, the best thing that’s ever happened in my life.” They drank the toast, then kissed each other deeply. “So, I finally said the scary words,” Jake said, in disbelief that he had actually spoken what was in his heart at last. “I think each of us was afraid, waiting for the other one to go first,” Sean replied. “It’s not as if I haven’t known for a long time, now.” “If I hadn’t known before that amazing night on the terrace… making love by moonlight and then falling asleep with you inside me, that would have shown me the truth.” “I love you, Sean.” “I love you, Jake.” They drank to each other, then kissed again, and Jake’s free hand wandered down to start playing with Sean’s cock and balls. Sean took the glasses and put them down on the pop-out shelf, and then turned to the business at hand. Before long, both of them were hard. Jake turned off the jets, and said to Sean, “Here, sit up on the end.” Sean lifted up out of the water onto the raised seat behind them, and Jake moved between his legs, taking Sean’s cock deep in his mouth. He skinned back the uncut skin, and teased all around the sensitive head, making Sean quiver in excitement. Then he swallowed the whole thick shaft all the way to the bottom. He worked up and down, pulling back with suction and tasting the precum that began leaking into his mouth. Up and down, twisting his head back and forth around the shaft, while Sean groaned and grasped the back of his head, following Jake up and down with his hands. “Oh, my God, that’s good. Fuck, Jake, you are the best at sucking my cock. Yeah, like that. Ohhh, Jaaaake….” Jake pulled it out of his mouth for a minute, and began licking up and down the shaft, teasing the tube on the underside, wriggling his tongue around on the head. Then he plunged back down, pulling the whole thing deep into his throat and holding it there while he tried to swallow, making his muscles stroke the head. Sean groaned again, unable to bear much more of the sensations his lover was giving him. Jake had taken his own cock in hand and was stroking it, keeping time with his sucking motions as he drove Sean wild. But Sean couldn’t hold off much longer. “Jake, that’s fucking wonderful – but you’d better stop, I’m going to cum soon.” Jake pulled off for a moment and looked up at him. “Well, that’s usually the idea.” He then sucked Sean’s cock back into his mouth, speeding up the tempo of his sucking motions and speeding up the hand jerking his own cock at the same time. “Ohhh, God. I can feel it, I’m cumming… Jake…Jaaaake…!” Jake was hard at work, going for his reward, when Sean’s cock convulsed and shot a jet of sperm into his mouth, followed immediately by half a dozen more. Jake pulled back to hold just the head between his lips, gulping and swallowing as fast as he could, and still his mouth filled up with all of Sean’s juices. As the flood eased off, Jake instinctively tried to clean up the last of it with his tongue, but Sean’s head was now so sensitive that he jerked his cock out of Jake’s mouth. “Sorry, Sean. It just tasted so good, and I couldn’t help it.” “I’ll forgive you this time, but don’t do it again.” Jake meekly replied, “Okay. I promise.” That’s when Sean realized that Jake hadn’t cum yet. “Jake, get that thing up here.” Jake stood up and moved forward between Sean’s wide-open thighs, placing his cock against Jake’s lips. Sean said, “I’m not as experienced at this as you, but I’ll give it my best shot.” Sean’s best shot was pretty damn good, as far as Jake was concerned. As he took Jake’s tool all the way to the bottom, Jake moaned, “Ohhh, yeaaaaahhh….” Sean imitated all the things Jake had done to him in that fantastic blowjob, and very soon had Jake on the ropes. “Sean, that’s great – so fucking hot – fuck, Sean, I’m gonna cum!” Sean kept working, and a few moments later Jake’s dick pumped out another huge load of cum. Sean manfully did his best to try to swallow it all, but he choked a bit and had to pull away to cough his throat clear, then turn back to clean up the rest. After he’d finally taken care of the mess, Sean asked, “Do you always cum a gallon like that?” “I don’t know. Usually I cum in your ass, it vanishes deep inside, and I never see it again.” “Well, it doesn’t have to be that way, you know.” Sean winked suggestively at him. “You’re thinking of sitting on my face and pushing my load back out for me?” Sean nodded, grinning lasciviously. “Well, aren’t you the dirty little slut now!” “Takes one to know one. Dirty little slut, I mean.” They both laughed. Then Jake sat back down in the tub, and yelped, “Aack! The water’s gone cold!” Sean slid down alongside him and wrapped his arm around him. “So? Warm up the water, start the jets again, and we’ll finish the champagne before bedtime.” Once they’d finally cleaned up and made it into bed, Sean (as always) fell asleep right away, while Jake’s thoughts continued to run for a while longer. I don’t think I’ve ever been on such an emotional roller coaster in my life. All in five hours – from thinking that Sean was leaving me to handing him the keys of the condo, hearing Catherine’s news, getting such a sweet pang in my heart when she called Sean her brother, and then, God knows how, finally finding the courage to tell him that I love him – and hearing him say those words to me in return. How did I ever get this lucky, to meet such an incredible man, to bring him into my family, to share our lives with each other and with all of them? The best of it is how he’s always so open, so honest, so direct with me. When he says he loves me, I know he means it. At this point, Sean suddenly, convulsively, came staring wide awake. Jake knew that he’d had another nightmare about Jim – Jake had them too. He quickly spoke to Sean, calming him, hugging him, stroking him gently, and helping him realize that he was all right, that Jim was gone for good, that Jake was there with him, and was going to stay right with him. “For as long as you need,” Jake said, and then changed it to, “for the rest of our lives.” Then he kept his arms around Sean, stroking him slowly and easily as he recovered his breath and his heart rate dropped back to normal. Calm again at last, Sean kissed him, murmured, “I love you,” and slowly drifted back off to sleep with a blissful smile on his face. Jake’s last thought of the day was simple: I must be the luckiest man in the world.

Chapter 6 - Tre’s POV When Javi was letting Ty get on his cock for the second time, I went out to the bathroom to hit up my contact. I noticed we were almost out of G. I told him that I need to re-up on G, T, X, and some Viagra if he had any. My contact, ever so great, hit me right back and told me I was in luck and could get all of that in about an hour. He asked if I wanted it delivered, and I told him yes, but that we had company if he didn’t mind an unfamiliar face. He was like nah as long as he’s good with everything, you know I’m down to meet new guys. So, I told him just to text when he was pulling into our apartment complex. As we both got off of Ty, my phone buzzed. I went and checked and my contact told me he was going to be at my front door in like 5 min. So, I looked at Javi and said, “Papi, Kenny is pulling up to get us more supplies. He should be here in about 5 min. Can you keep Ty occupied while I take care of things?” “Yeah, that’s cool. Is he going to chill or just get down to business?” asked Javi. “Who’s Kenny?” asked Tyler. “He’s our dealer. We are out of G, so I messaged him while you guys were playing earlier to see if he could drop some more by. He’s a cool guy and might want to chill, but I didn’t want to speak for you and invite another guy over if you’re not comfortable, Ty babe.” “Oh, is he a cool guy? Does he like to play around?” Ty asked. Javi just laughed. “Kenny is mad cool and he definitely likes to play. But, I’m not sure you’re ready for him yet.” “What do you mean?” “Well he’s a really cool guy but he gets into getting very spun out and fucking all night long. Don’t get me wrong, he’s great in bed. But since you were a virgin just a few hours earlier, Kenny may go a little far for your tastes,” Javi said. I looked at Ty, and he blushed as he looked back at Javi and smiled impishly and asked, “Does he have a big dick?” It was my turn to laugh now. “Spoken like a true cock whore. Yes, baby boy. He’s got a big dick. Even bigger than my 10” but if you want to play with him, you have to do what he says. He doesn’t like bottoms who talk back or question him, and he will get us all high as fuck if that’s what you want. But, don’t make a decision yet. I’ll bring him in here so you can meet him, and we’ll go from there.” Ty nodded and Javi started kissing him again right as my phone buzzed. Kenny was at the door, so I went to let him in. He is used to playing with us, but I don’t normally greet him naked. Kenny just smirked and asked if he interrupted something. So, I told Kenny all about Tyler and what he had done so far tonight. I could see Kenny start to tent out his sweatpants a little when he asked if Tyler really was hot. I told him to come see for himself. Kenny and I went back to the bedroom. When we got in there, Javi was already balls deep in Ty hitting him from behind doggy style with Ty grunting and begging for Javi’s dick. I motioned Kenny to the dresser, and he started getting everything out that I told him I needed. As we’re getting each item settled, I can see Ty looking over at Kenny basically only seeing his back, but he kept looking anyway trying to get a better look at Kenny. Kenny leaned into me so that only I could hear him and told me that I had one fine ass white boy on my bed and he asked if I was sure he was a virgin just before tonight. I told him yes and that we got him high on weed, T, G, and poppers. Kenny just raised an eyebrow and asked if he’d ever done that stuff before, so I told him I think he’d only done weed before. Kenny then asked if Ty had been slammed or done X before. I told him no to both. “Do you think he’d want to try?” Kenny asked me. “Bro, probably. He might get freaked out by needles so we just have to see how it goes. Are you wanting to play with him? He keeps looking over here to see if he can get a look at you, but your back is to him, so I’m pretty sure he’s down.” Kenny then turned so that his profile was viewable from the bed instead of his back but still was looking at me. Ty looked again and saw the bulge in Kenny’s sweats and his eyes rolled back into his head. I’m not sure if that was from Javi’s fucking or him imagining what Kenny’s dick would feel like. I just chuckled and whispered to Kenny, “Why don’t you go sit by the headboard while I introduce you?” Kenny just nodded and then proceeded to sit down on the bed in front of Ty and Javi fucking. “Yo, Javi. Sup?” “Shiiitt, Kenny. I’m balls deep in this white boy pussy that’s gripping my dick like it’s the last dick on earth.” Right then Ty just grunted and told Javi to fuck his white boy pussy harder and fill it up with his special seed. Kenny looked at me and raised his eyebrow. I just shook my head and said, “Ty, this is our bud Kenny. He wanted to meet you.” “Yeah, Ty man. You’re hella sexy. I love small white boys who like to get spun and fucked.” Ty just smiled shyly and looked up at Kenny. “Well, I didn’t know it until tonight, but I love getting fucked by big dicks, especially from guys that aren’t white. I was a virgin until tonight, but now I’ve had three different dicks in me tonight, and I love them all.” “Three?” Kenny asked. I jumped in and told Kenny that we actually met Ty through Xavier because they work together. Kenny looked back at Ty and started talking to him more, asking him about work, Xavier, how he liked getting fucked by all three of them. Ty answered while getting fucked and Kenny just slowly strocked his dick through his sweatpants making Ty even more curious and wanting to see what was in his pants. “Do you see something you like, little buddy? Maybe you want to try my big dick too?” Kenny asked. Ty just got red in the face again and said he would definitely like to suck his dick while Javi fucked him. Kenny just laughed and told Ty that oral leads to getting fucked. He doesn’t just do oral and that he would need to catch up with them and get high if he was going to fuck Ty like a good slender white boy pussy should be fucked. Ty smiled and told Kenny that he would like to get fucked by him too, but that he might want some more G too because Kenny looked big. Kenny chuckled and said, “Yeah, white boy. I’ll get you some more G and a nice big slam right after I do mine.” “What’s a slam?” Ty asked. Kenny leaned over and kissed Ty deep and long. When he pulled away, he just told him to watch him and learn. He got up and went to his backpack and pulled out a small zipper pouch and a huge bag of T crystals. Ty went bug-eyed and told him that was a lot of T. Kenny just patted him on the head and told him to watch. Knowing he was going to slam, I went and got him some hot water and sat it down for him on the bedside table. “Thanks, Tre. Do you guys want a slam too?” Deep inside Ty, Javi shouts, “Fuck yes, let’s all slam and get freaky as fuck!” I just looked at Kenny and said, “What he said.” I watched as Kenny pulled out 4 needles and kept looking at Ty for reactions. He was definitely enjoying the fuck, but I could also tell he was fascinated and maybe a little scared. Kenny crushed up some nice shards to a fine dust and put .4 in three of the needles and then .7 in the last one. I just raised my eyebrow at him, and he smiled wickedly. Javi was too busy fucking Ty to notice, but Ty asked, “Why did you put more in that last one?” “That one’s for me, sexy, so I can catch up with where you guys are now.” Kenny then put each needle into the water and slowly pulled water into each one and put them back in the water to help the dust melt into the water in each needle's reservoir. After that, he pulled out his vial of G, and told Ty to open up. Ty’s eyes lit up, and he quickly opened his mouth. Kenny put three big shots under his tongue while I handed Ty the open bottle of Gatorade. Ty quickly swallowed and swished the Gatorade in his mouth. “That stuff tastes nasty, but I love how it makes me feel.” Kenny nodded and got up from the bed and gave me two shots, gave Javi two shots, and then gave himself two shots as we all chugged the Gatorade after to get the taste out of our mouths. He then went back to the cup with the needles and pulled the first one out and asked, “Who’s first?” Ty quickly went bug-eyed again and kinda tensed up, but before he could say anything, Javi yelled, “Me! I am! Slam me while I’m fucking this white cum whore. You know as soon as I slam I shoot a huge load, so let me plant that special seed deep in this little white boy pussy where it belongs.” Kenny just laughed and took the needle to Javi. Javi stopped his thrusting, and Ty looked over his shoulder to see what was going on. Kenny expertly found a vein, pulled back and got a register of blood in the vial, and then pushed quickly emptying the contents in Javi’s veins. As Kenny pulled the needle out, Javi licked the spot where a little blood came out and raised his arm above his head. He then said low and almost in a growl, “Fuck yes!” while grabbing Ty’s hips and pounded him hard. Less than 10 thrusts later, Javi howled, “I’m cumming! Fuck that’s some good shit. This ass is the best. I could fuck it all night.” I looked at Ty who was just grunting and taking the cum deep in his ass. His eyes fluctuated some, and I could see him moaning in pleasure. As Javi was still unloading into Ty, Kenny came up to me and started my slam. He quickly found my vein and before he pushed in, I asked, “I’ve never seen you do more than .4. Are you really doing .7?” As Kenny pushed the plunger down, “Fuck no. That’s for the kid. I’m going to get him so high we can use his ass all night.” Kenny pulled the needle out and raised my arm as I coughed. “Damn, this is some premo shit. Javi, hurry up, I need some ass.” “All yours, babe. I just shot my last pulse deep inside his inner hole.” Javi and I switched places and I slowly pushed all 10 inches of my cock deep inside Tyler’s super wet hole. I couldn’t help but groan almost at the exact same time that Ty did. His hole was open, wet, hot, and ready for more dick, and with the T rushing through my veins my dick was ready to tear up his ass more. “I’m going to do mine now. Do you want to watch, Ty?” Kenny asked Ty as he picked up his needle from the cup of warm water. “It’s T, right? Why do you do it that way versus smoking it like we have been?” “Well, this way it gets in your system quicker, makes you feel 10 times hornier, for me it makes my dick rock hard and ready to fuck, and I just prefer how good I feel. Look at Javi. He just nutted all in you and all he can do right now is feel all over his hot Latino stud body and jerk his dick.” Javi laughed, “Hell yeah man. I’m ready to fuck again, or get one of you studs to breed my hole too.” I laughed and so did Kenny. “OK, Ty. I’ll walk you through what I’m doing.” As he pulled the orange cap off the needle, he said, “I’m going to now slowly insert this into my vein. Now that I’m in it, I slowly pull back on the plunger, and if I did it right, you should see a little bit of blood mix in with the clear liquid.” Kenny pulled back and registered. “That’s kinda cool!” Ty said. “It looks like your blood is swimming in the other stuff.” I quickly thrust in deep and Ty grunted. He looked back at me and said, “Fuck you feel so good and deep inside me. I can’t believe I’m taking 10” of dick in me. “Ty, focus.” Kenny said and gave him a light slap on the cheek. Ty looked back at Kenny and the needle in his arm. As I push the plunger down, I want you to take off my pants and watch my dick grow rock hard. This stuff makes me hard as a rock and want to fuck for hours.” “OK, Kenny. I’m ready.” Ty grabbed the waist of Kenny’s sweatpants, and Kenny started pushing the plunger down. Kenny’s cock appeared and was resting against his thigh. As more of the T got pushed into his veins you could see Kenny’s dick twitch. Ty gasped at the size. Once completely done, Kenny raised his arm and said “Fuck yah!” at the same time his dick flexed, pushed out a big drop of precum, and pulled off his thigh and slapped up against his abs. He dick twitched again and more precum started oozing out. “Holy shit! How big is it, Kenny?” I couldn’t see Ty’s face, but I knew that look. The first time I saw it, the first time Javi saw it, we all had the same look of fascination and awe. “Well Tyler, the last time I measured it when I got slammed it was just at 14.5” and it’s as big around as a beer can at the bottom.” “And it’s leaking precum non-stop!” Ty exclaimed. Kenny just laughed and told him when he’s slammed that it is always dripping unless it’s shooting. Ty just looked up and said, “I don’t know if I can take that. You’re huge.” “Don’t worry little buddy,” I leaned over his back and whispered in his ear. “If you let Kenny slam you, your little whole will want and will take every last inch. It will love his dick. Trust me. I rarely bottom, but I’ve let Kenny fuck me after we’ve slammed. He’s a great top.” “OK, I think I want to try it. Do you have a tattoo, Kenny? It’s hard to make out in the low light.” Kenny nodded and told him he had a scorpion tattooed on his crotch and the tail and stinger goes down the top of his dick. He pushed his cock down towards his thighs and Ty’s face to show him the tail and stinger. “Wow, that’s cool? Are you a Scorpio? My best friend is a Scorpio, and he’s cool as fuck.” Javi, Kenny, and I all laughed, and Kenny quickly quipped, “Ya bud. I’m a Scorpio too. Now, are you ready to get slammed?” Ty tensed up, and I could feel his ass squeeze my dick. So, I leaned over again as I started to rub against his g spot to make him moan and said, “Go ahead sexy white boy whore. You’ll love it, and then you’ll be able to get that huge dick in your ass.” Ty shook his head and then said, “What the fuck! Why not? Go ahead and slam me Kenny, but just go slow and talk me through it. I'm new to all of this and scared of needles.” Kenny told him not to worry and that he would absolutely love it. Kenny pulled the last needle out of the cup of hot water and told me to stop my thrusting and lean back on my knees and pull Ty with you so he’s sitting on your cock while resting on his knees. He then told Ty to extend his left one out fully. Kenny uncapped the orange safety cap from the needle and quickly found a vein. “You have really pretty arms white boy. They are so nice and creamy and smooth.” He was trying to take Ty’s mind off of what he was doing and then said, “Quick sting, and I’m in. If you feel any burning at any time, let me know because that will mean the needle has slipped out of the vein. Now, I’m going to pull back on the plunger and make sure I get a register of your blood.” A quick liquid cloud of red blood pulled into the reservoir and mixed with the liquid T. “Cool,” Ty said. Kenny just chuckled and said, “The cool part is about to happen. Now when I push down, once it’s all in, I’ll quickly pull the needle out and put pressure on that spot so it won’t bleed. I’m then going to raise your arm over your head. You should feel a rush of warmth go over your entire body, and you’ll probably cough a few times. Are you ready?” Ty just nodded. Kenny looked at me and Javi who had joined Ty's side to watch and winked. He pushed the plunger down quickly but evenly and then pulled out the needle, applied pressure to the application spot, and raised Ty’s hand above his head. Ty’s eyes went wide and he started to cough deeply, six or seven times. When his coughing was over, he said, “Oh my God! Oh my God! Fuck me! Oh my God, this feels amazing.” He fell back forward resting on his elbows, and I could feel his ass gripping my cock. “Damn Ty, you keep that up, and I’m not going to last long.” Ty just mumbled and was still breathing hard. So I started to fuck him again which caused his ass to grip my dick while he moaned like a true whore. His ass was constantly squeezing up and down my cock. Kenny picked up Ty’s head and looked into his eyes, “Damn white boy! I can tell by your pupils that you are loving that slam. How does it feel?” Ty tried to respond but whatever he said just came out garbled. We laughed, and Ty just opened his mouth and his tongue rolled out laying there like a dog after a long run tired. But Ty wasn’t tired, he was just flying high and riding the wave. And his ass kept milking my dick with wave after wave of squeezing. “Damn, this ass was amazing before, but now it’s milking my dick like crazy, and I don’t think he is even conscious that he’s doing it. It’s that white pussy boy cum slut nature coming out in him all on its own. Shit, I’m gonna nut.” I started blasting a huge load deep inside Ty’s inner hole. I must have shot at least 12 spurts of toxic cum. The T definitely made me cum bigger loads, but I was surprised as this was my fourth load of the night (one in Javi, and this being the third in Ty). Ty just moaned over and over. His cock had actually gone soft from the slam. It happens to some guys. I pulled out and Kenny quickly flipped Ty around and over. “I want you on your back sexy. I want to see your eyes as you take my big dick,” Kenny told him. And with that Kenny, who was rock hard, but had not been sucked or used any lube, took his dry raw death stick and slowly pushed it into Ty. Ty grunted and tried to look at Kenny but quickly his eyes lost focus. Kenny just laughed and pushed in more. Being about the same thickness as Javi, Ty’s hole wasn’t stretching much, but once he entered into Ty’s second hole and continued to push in deeper, Ty gasped and looked up at Kenny. “That’s it, white pussy boy! Feel that big dick going deeper than ever before? I’m going so deep inside you that you’ll be able to feel me in your lungs as tiny as you are. Do you want that? Do you want Kenny to fuck your white boy pussy with his big black dick and make your lungs feel my dick head pushing up against them as you breathe in deep to take my monster cock?” Ty just moaned. He was having a hard time focusing. Right then, Kenny went balls deep and grunted. “Fuck yes! This white boy cum slut took my dick balls deep with no problem.” I looked at Ty and congratulated him. He slowly smiled and then his eyelids dropped closed. “Ty? Ty? Are you ok?” I checked to see, and he was still breathing. “Fuck, Kenny. You gave him so big of a slam he passed out.” “Yeah, that and more G than we had. I wanted to make sure he didn’t complain when I started to fuck his insides up real good. He has no clue you guys are poz and toxic?” Kenny asked. I just told him no and that Ty briefly talked about condoms, but we quickly talked him out of it. “I see he’s already been bleeding some. But, I want to tear him up even more and give him my strains. Javi, in my backpack is a green pouch with a tie at the top. Can you get that out and hand it here?” Javi went and found the little bag that Kenny asked for and handed it to him. “What are you doing?” I asked. “I’m going to rip this bitches insides up with my new PA and make sure he’s bleeding like crazy all over this nigga death stick before I shoot my two week toxic load up his sweet little ass.” Kenny proceeded to pull out a PA that had the usual rounded barbell at the top where it connects together after being inserted through the hole, but what I had never seen was on all the way around the circle was 6 sharp metal spikes evenly spaced. “Holy fuck, Kenny! That thing is intense. Have you ever used it yet?” I asked. “I tried once but the bottom slut said it hurt too much and made me stop and take it out. That’s why I wanted this one to pass out, so I could tear up his insides real good and let him wake up to the pain and joy of me fucking and ripping his insides open,” Kenny said as he attached the PA to his dick head. “You sure he’s out, Tre?” I just nodded. Kenny grabbed Tyler’s legs and pushed them back to where they were almost flush with Ty’s chest, and then he lined up his cock with his cute little hole. Kenny shoved balls deep into Ty with one hard, lustful, nasty, vengeful thrust and grunted. He pulled all the way out and repeated it over and over. I couldn’t look away. Each time his dick came out of that white boy's pussy it was streaked more and more with blood. My dick was rock hard. Javi was watching with his eyes wide as can be. “That’s hot as fuck, Papi!” said Javi. “You’re tearing him up more than we did just using little lube. His ass is really gonna be open and ready to get our toxic loads deep in him now. Fuck, I know I’m high as fuck because I want you to fuck me with that PA on.” “Babe if he does you’re gonna be sore and ripped open too. I’m not opposed. I just want you to know you will be wrecked.” I kissed Javi and whispered asking if he was sure. He just nodded as he watched Kenny’s blood covered dick come out of Ty’s hole smeared in blood and cum. “Si, Papi, muy caliente!” said Javi. I knew he was high because he only spoke Spanish when he was really fucked up and spun. I kissed Javi and started fingering his hole. Kenny meanwhile had stopped long dicking Tyler and was fucking him hard now. Ty started to moan a little and tried to turn his head. “Look who’s waking up! How does that nigga dick feel, white boy? You like my big dick rearranging your insides? I’m poking your lungs as we speak. Feel it?” Kenny grabbed Ty’s hand and placed it on his chest. Being so small and lightweight, you could actually feel Kenny’s dick underneath the skin of his chest. Ty just moaned and tried to say something but it just came out garbled again. Kenny started going into overdrive and pounding away at Ty. Ty looked at Kenny and smiled and then Kenny yelled, “I’m filling your guts with my special seed. That big nigga dick so deep inside your little boy pussy. Can you feel me breeding your hot little ass full with my dirty load?” Kenny asked. Ty just slowly nodded his head and then started shooting his load all over his chest. “Look at that, a true white boy pussy cum slut. Cums when his top starts to breed him. Damn this is one fine piece of ass.” Ty just shook as his orgasm took over and when it was done his head fell back on the mattress and passed out again. “My turn,” Javi yelled. He pulled Kenny by the shoulder and got on all fours and looked back over his shoulder at Kenny and said, “Rail my ass. Make me bleed on that huge toxic death stick too. Reinfect me with your strains!” I watched as Kenny slammed into Javi with one powerful thrust. Javi howled but then grabbed the pillow and bit down hard. “No going back now, bitch. I’m gonna own this hot Latino hole!” Kenny started fucking Javi hard. But as hot as that scene was, my eyes were drawn to the gaping hole of the white bitch passed out in my bed. It was open, puffy, red, and leaking cum and blood. I couldn’t stop myself and I started fingering the cum pouring out and pushing it into the spots of his hole that I could see were torn open and bleeding a little. Finally frustrated, I laid down on my back, picked up the little white twink and slammed his hole back on my dick. Ah! That feels so fucking good. I didn’t even move him around much, just let my dick be surrounded by his hot wet sloppy boy pussy. Every now and then his hole would flex and milk my cock a little, but I turned my attention back to Javi and Kenny. Javi was now on his back with his legs wrapped around Kenny’s back pushing his ankles into Kenny’s butt cheeks so he would get even deeper. Javi was just moaning now. I could see blood already trickling down his hole and onto the sheets below him. Javi then grabbed Kenny’s neck and pulled him down into a kiss. I could tell Javi was coming by the way his body was shaking. “Breed me with that toxic dick, rip me open, stud!” Kenny looked down at Javi and said, “Here it comes slut!” as he started shooting deep inside Javi’s ravaged guts. Kenny finally stopped jerking and slowly pulled out. Javi, not missing a beat, quickly turned around and sucked the blood and cum off of Kenny’s still rock hard dick. He stood up and said he was going to take a quick shower and left for the bathroom. “Help me DP this bitch, Kenny! But you gotta take off that PA first. I don’t want my dick so damaged I can’t fuck anymore.” Kenny just laughed and took off the PA. He then grabbed the green back and grabbed a regular PA and attached it. “Hold him. I’m gonna go balls deep again. I’m not going to last long either. DP always makes me nut quickly.” I held Ty’s chest to mine as Kenny lined his dick up against his hole. I could feel the cool metal of the PA against the base of my dick as he started to push in. “Damn, after all he’s been through, this hole is still fighting me from getting in. No worries. I’m gonna get it in.” With that Kenny reached down and grabbed the base of his dick and held it hard. He then shoved his dick into Tyler’s hole right next to my dick. Now Ty’s hole was virgin and tight to begin with and tight when Javi and I DP’ed him together. But this was a whole new tightness. Ty’s eyes shot open, and he screamed as Kenny’s dick slammed into his first hole, straight through his second hole, past the tip of my dick, and deep into his guts. I could literally feel his dick pushing through the skin of Ty’s chest as he rested on mine. It was the hottest thing I’d ever felt. Not on his dick rubbing against mine, but rubbing against my chest through Ty’s skin, while both of our dicks were gripped by the tightest and wettest hole I had ever been in. I quickly kissed Ty, and he moaned. Tears coming down from his eyes. I whispered in his ear, “You are making me and Kenny’s dicks feel so good right now. We love fucking your hot little white boy pussy. This is one of the best nights of fucking I’ve ever had, and it’s all because your hot sexy ass is getting spun and freaky with us.” Kenny was still thrusting away and grunting while I was consciously trying not to cum yet from all the friction against my dick and the tight hole that was suddenly awake and squeezing our dicks again from top to bottom as each hole spasmed around our dicks. Tyler looked at me and smiled. “This is the best night of my life too. I mean it hurts some and it feels like it’s stinging a little, like a papercut does. But your dicks also feel so good in my holes. I can’t believe it feels this good and that I’m taking both of your huge dicks.” “Aww, look who’s back from being passed out from getting fucked. I’m glad you could join us again, sexy boy. My dick loves white boy pussy, but I think it likes yours the best. I could fuck you all day long. Do you want me to fuck you non-stop for the rest of the day? Huh, white boy? You want this huge nigga dick deep in your guts fucking your like the cum slut you are all day?” Ty looked over his shoulder and told Kenny that he could think of nothing better. And then he giggled like a little school girl. I asked, “What’s so funny?” He just looked at me and impishly smiled and said, “Well, the only thing that would be better would be more big dicks over here ready to fuck me with you guys.” “Fucking slut! I knew it. Once they get the BBC, the white boys can never get enough. Well Tre, what do you say we give this white boy the fuck he’s looking for, huh?” I looked at Kenny and said, “Fuck yeah!” as I grabbed Ty’s hips and started slamming my dick into him as Kenny was pulling his di out. We started see-sawing his ass back and forth until Ty was just speaking gibberish again and moaning. Kenny and I synched up our thrusts to where we were now pulling out and pushing in at the same time. Then all of the sudden, Ty’s holes were spasming all over my dick and my abs were getting wet and sticky. “The bitch is cumming hands free again on our superior nasty nigga dicks, Tre. Can you feel it? It’s like a vice gripping my dick even after all the punishment we’ve given his hole. I’m gonna nut. Shit. Here. It. CUMS!!!” Kenny’s dick started spasming and pulsing and my dick was now covered in hot toxic cum. That sent me over the edge and I started nutting again too. My balls ached from all the cum they had shot tonight, but it was well worth the ache. I was still in disbelief that we got a virgin white boy pussy high as fuck and bred him over and over with our toxic poz dicks, and he had no clue. All he kept begging for was more cum and more dick. Then Kenny really tore his insides up with that spiked PA. There’s no chance this kid isn’t getting knocked up tonight with one or more of our deadly strains. Those thoughts just made my dick shoot out more toxic cum deep into his white boy pussy. Kenny finally collapsed on both of us. Ty groaned at the extra weight and I just sighed contentedly. I heard the door creak open as Javi walked back in. His hard Latino dick still swinging back and forth from side to side. “You guys done?” Javi asked. I just sighed again wondering if my nuts could shoot one more load. Kenny said he'd already shot 3 big loads and would need a little time to recover. “Ty?” I asked. Ty lifted his head with the biggest smile on his face as he squeezed his hole around our cocks and groaned. “I can wait for you guys to recover or I can sneak back in the bed with Xavier. OR you guys can invite over other big dicks to fuck me and you can watch. But, if we do that, which is my preference, I’m going to need another hit of G and another slam. Kenny lifted his head, looked at me, then Javi, and back to me. “This is my kind of white boy pussy cum dump. Give him load after load, big dick after big dick, rip his insides open, and he still wants more as long as he’s high as fuck. I just might have to keep you, Tyler.” With that he ground his dick in a big circle still lodged deep inside Ty’s hole making Ty moan. “Promise? Just don’t tell Xavier. I think he wants to become lovers.” *************** What do you guys think? Does Xavier find out? Do the guys get more big dicks over to fuck Tyler? Let me know how you want the story to continue. I will take all suggestions into consideration. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I know I did writing it.

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.

1. The sound of sex hit my ears as soon as I entered the apartment. I rolled my eyes and laughed a little. My roommate Mike and I had been living together for three years now, and both being young gay guys in NYC were pretty promiscuous, but lately Mike had gone into over drive. It had been common for both of us to bring home guys on the weekend, but now it wasn’t shocking for Mike to get fucked every night of the week. “Fuck boy, I’m gonna breed your pussy deep.” “Yeah! Use my hole. Fill me up!” “Take my load in this loose sloppy cunt.” “Fuck yeah!” “Fucking cum dump, leaking with loads.” “Add yours to my cunt Sir!” “Take my fucking cock slut!” I had stopped walking and was just listening at this point. My cock was hard in my jeans. Had Mike been taking loads all day, or was this just dirty talk? The pounding got louder and rougher, and then with a deep roar it came to a sudden end. My roommate was being flooded with cum. They went silent for a minute, and I moved into my bedroom so they wouldn’t know I had been listening in the hall. I could hear them moving around and presumably getting dressed. I peered out around my door as they came out of Mike’s room. A tall, older, bearded, bear walked out of Mike’s room, flashed him a smiled and left. Mike stood in his doorway for a moment in only a jockstrap. He and I are both around 5’9”, and work out reasonably often, he looked hot standing there. As I looked I noticed his light chest hair was matted down with what was obviously cum. He turned back into his room, and a moment later I got a text message from him. Hey, when are you coming home?” I shouted down the hall from inside my room, pretending I hadn’t just seen what happened, “I’m home.” Mike came into my room after a minute wearing a tank top and a pair of little gym shorts. “Hey,” he said a little sheepishly. “Hey, having fun?” I grinned. He laughed a little, “Yeah… I guess you could hear us.” “You guess? You’re not known for being quiet.” Now he laughed and blushed. “Cum dump,” I said teasingly. “Well…” he blanched for a moment, “If the title fits.” “What?” “I am kinda a cum slut.” I cocked my head to the side, “That was the sixth guy today.” “Fuck!” I was impressed, “How the fuck are you that horny. Like two guys in a day is a lot for me.” Mike laughed. “I don’t get off any more. I just get fucked.” He came and sat on my bed with me. He smelled like sweat and cum. “You don’t get off what do you mean?” “I don’t jerk off. I just get off from toys and cock.” Before I could ask any more questions, the apartment buzzer went off. With another rather embarrassed look Mike said, “I maybe invited one more guy over before I knew you were home.” He ran off to buzz the guy in, “Dinner after?” “Yeah I guess,” I said laying down on my bed to listen to my roommate get bred again.

Back in my younger days, I used to be more into the s/m scene, and I specialized in "fear sessions." (I would gladly provide these yet, but the era of men willing to blindly trust a stranger is over... which is curious, because the odds of encountering a psychopath haven't changed much, just the reporting of bad hookup incidents has increased.) The themes ran the gamut from Jewish guy wanting me to play a Nazi officer, to torture scenes, Satanic rituals, etc. To give an example: One neatly groomed man came to my place wearing a suit and tie--he was some Government lawyer type. He had never been with another man and was attracted by the danger of it. We had a few drinks as I covered the basic disclaimer material, one crucial point being: the use of stop words. He considered it a while, and then decided he didn't want any. "No stop words?" I asked. "That would mean I can do anything I want." He trembled a bit and then affirmed his decision: "No, sir. No stop words, sir." It always pleases me when a sub gives me full command like that. From earlier conversations I had learned his biggest turn-on was ceding control... completely. I acted accordingly. I stood him up and helped him shed his clothes. I lifted him up onto the table I use for most if my "operations" and strapped him down. I made sure his legs could be bent back and that his ass was accessible. "Never been fucked, huh?" I asked. He shook his head no. I fingered his opening. "Nice... tight." He gasped every time I touched it and bucked when I penetrated it. "Before I pound you," I said, "I'm going to give you a taste of how twisted I can be." Now I have a keen interest in knife and gun play. I opened my toolbox where I keep a 9mm pistol at the ready. I took it out and let him see it. His eyes opened wide and he started to whimper. "Sir! Please, no! Please, sir!" "No means yes to me," I told him. "I promised to give you a taste..." I pinched his nose shut and forced the muzzle of the gun into his mouth. I enjoyed taunting him this way until he nearly passed out from panic. Then I removed the rod and let him calm down before the next phase. "You are such a good boy," I said, "and my lethal companion enjoyed your blow job so much, I'm going to let him shoot inside you." I commenced to spread his legs and apply lube to the handgun's barrel; as soon as he realized what I intended to do, he pleaded with even more earnestness. "No, sir! Stop, please stop!" "You said no stop words, so..." "I want to stop. STOP!" I stuffed a rag in his mouth and proceeded to metalfuck him. Since he was an anal virgin (or claimed to be), I made sure not to rip into him haphazardously, but I did work shaft in as far as the trigger guard, at which point I cocked the hammer and said, "Baby's gonna cum inside you now." By this point he had his eyes shut and was blubbering; tears poured down his cheeks and pooled on the table. I gently withdrew the piece and unstoppered his mouth. He was all gratitude. "Thank you, sir. Thank you for breaking in this bitch boy." "It's not over yet," I informed him. "I'm gonna give you the real deal." I stroked up my cock and got into fucking position. I was ready to shove it in when he asked, "Condom, sir?" (Those were Death Valley Days for many barebackers...) "Naw," I replied. "Hampers my style." "But what if I get sick?" "Guess you'll have to find out." With minimal fanfare and only the lube the gun had left behind, I plunged into him. He writhed and yelped, but after a few minutes of initial agony, he calmed down. Over the course of the night, I spewed in him 4 or 5 times. I used him in other ways, too, but you get the idea. The next morning he drew on his pants with difficulty and didn't bother putting on the rest of his attire, except his undershirt. Before he limped out and onto the street, he thanked me for my attentions. He called me up later to arrange a second assault, but I told him I had squeezed all the fear juice out of him, and I wanted a fresh, succulent, unviolated victim for my next meal.

Yes, being positive and having poz sex is euphoric for me. I set up my own conversion party. I know the dates of the weekend I was infected and I know the date on which I converted. I celebrate both anniversaries each year and still am in touch with two of the three guys who infected me.

Yes I say oops

If a guy asks me up front not to blow in him, I'd normally pass him over. When I fuck, I load, and I'm not going into it with the intention of raping him. It's much harder if he asks you not to cum in him when he sees you're about to blow. In that situation, I find it physically hard not to cum as I withdraw. Thankfully, that doesn't happen often.

I have to thank you guys - I’ve been around here on this website for sometime, haven’t posted much, but have been a frequent and enthusiastic reader, which is why I felt addressed by the openness that you have offered before in many of your posts in various other threads.

WTF...? Jeezus H. Crisco, what has the world come to (no pun intended)? Those are the guys who deserve a rope of cum shot right up their nose.

I too think that sex is precious, but that has led me to a different position. Love is also precious, but few would advocate that we ration it on that basis. Love should be shared, spread around- the world would be a better place if there were more love in it. I view sex similarly. It should be also be shared and spread around precisely BECAUSE it is precious, and I genuinely believe the world would be a better place if more people had sex.

“Fuck me Daddy. Fist my cunt. Please, Daddy, I need it.” They all laughed, and called me names. “Lamont, strap him up.” “Mike, swab his arm. Get me a good vein.” I watched as Sir clipped the strap above my left upper arm and Master swabbed the inner elbow with an alcohol wipe. The fear came back and Daddy saw it in my eyes. He smiled, “You changing your mind boy? Don’t want me to slam you to stars and then fist your cunt?” I shook my head, “Please, I… I’m scared.” Daddy’s eyes became a pure evil as he laughed again. “That’s a right shame boy, but also very fucking hot. I love forcing faggots like you yo surrender and take my needle against their will. Beg me not to do it. Maybe I’ll let you go.” “Please don’t do it Daddy. I’m too scared. Please.” I felt tears sliding out of my eyes. I was in genuine terror. “Daddy has decided to give you what you want.” He dropped the needle, now full, on my stomach. I started to mutter thanks, when I saw something in the needle. It was not a clear liquid, like I’ve seen in videos. It was a dark red. I looked up, in even more fear, at Daddy. He saw the look in my eyes and solemnly nodded his head. “Remember what you said you wanted? That you wished we could have been the ones to poz you up?” I nodded my head, knowing I had said that. “I was going to give you that. WE were going to give you that. But now, you’ve rejected our gift to you.” I closed my eyes, battling with my self. My fear of the slam versus the desire to be pozzed by them. A hard smack to my balls brought my eyes open and Master told me never to close my eyes when they are talking to me. I apologized and turned back to Daddy, my eyes lingering on the needle again. “You disappointed me boy. I was offering you just what you asked for. You were going to be my poz son. My third poz son.” I looked at Sir and then Master, before back to Daddy. “Actually, you’d have been a son AND grandson, though I’m not to keen on that title yet. I see you think you figured something out?” I nodded my head. “Mike and Lamont are brothers. They are my sons. They both came to me, separately, wanting me to knock them up. Unlike you, a natural cum whore? They are tops but accepted the only way to take my gift, was to give up their asses.” Master and Sir confirmed it. “Neither of them enjoyed the fucking I gave them, ungrateful little shits.” He smiled when he said this. “Lamont?” Sir said, “Look at me, you felt my cock. I fucking hated being turned into a hole for Jake, but it was the only way. He made me his bitch, several times, telling me he was going to let all my homies know I was giving up my hole to him.” “What can I say, I’m a nasty son of a bitch.” “That you are, and I don’t regret it.” “I’m so sad that you’re rejecting our gift to you. You were going to be their first son.” I noticed a look come across Sir’s face when Daddy said this. I briefly closed my eyes, letting the need overcome the fear. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m sorry, Sir. I’m sorry, Master.” I looked to each as I said this. I turned my eyes back, tears increasing, to Daddy. “This is…” “I’m…” Before I could make another decision, I grabbed the syringe, held it up to see what was clearly the blood of these three men. I looked to each, finally at Daddy, and held the syringe. “Daddy, I still don’t want the slam.” “But I want you all to be my dads.” He took it from hand, smiling his evil grin. “Hold the faggot down. Beg me again, faggot, beg me not to slam you to faggot Heaven.” “Please, don’t do it. Don’t slam me. I don’t want it.” He slapped my balls and while I was groaning in pain, he quickly reached to my arm. I didn’t feel anything as he slid the needle into my arm. “Watch me, boy. Watch me destroy your innocence. Enjoy the rocket ride.” I turned my eyes to where he’d inserted the needle. I watched, still begging him to stop, as he pulled back the plunger and the liquid took on my blood. “Noooooo, please.” Sir unclipped the strap and took my wrist in his hand. I watched, in reducing fear and increasing… anticipation? I watched the plunger get pushed in and watched as the slam was administered into my arm. Sir lifted my arm up as soon as the needle was removed. I could only whimper, “Pl…” before it hit. I had read stories. I had watched videos. I never imagined I’d be that guy. That faggot taking a slam of meth. I couldn’t register any thoughts as I felt the slam hit me in the chest. My eyes flew open as my lungs lost all the air. I knew I was dying. Daddy’s voice entered my head, barely. “You’re fine faggot. Just go with it” As fast as the air left, it came rushing back in. I could not handle this invasion and began coughing, a cough harder than I’ve ever felt. When the coughing stopped, I thought that was it. Then it happened. The rush to my cunt. The need. “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.” “Yeah? Tell me. Beg me.” “Please, oh fucking fuck, take my ho… cunt. Fist it. Destroy it.” “Flip him over, facing the mirror.” I was flipped over to my hands and knees. “Lamont, give him something while I get ready.” My hips were grabbed and I was pulled back, my hole being raped open again by his fat cock. “Yes, please, harder, more.” He raped me hard for about a minute. “Out.” Sir yanked his cock out and I felt Daddy put his fingers and thumb, watching in the mirror, as they entered my cunt. “Please, Daddy, fist me. Give it to me.” He stood there, motionless. I continued to beg and pushing back. I knew what he was doing. Torturing my cunt, my brain, my whole being. I started pushing back on his lubed hand, feeling it stretch me open like I’d never been stretched before. I thought, “This isn’t bad. Fuck it feels so good. It’s not hurting.” Then I hit the spot. The widest part of his hand. There was no going further. “Oh god, I… please Daddy. I can’t.” “Faggot, you will.” With that, Sir and Master grabbed me by waist and shoulders and started pulling me backwards. There was more stretch. Then the breakthrough. My hole was not able to resist any longer. I felt the immense pain, screaming out loud, as my hole passed over that widest part, and my cunt was full of its first fist. Daddy’s fist. I continued to beg and plead, “Noooooo.” Daddy lifted my head, so that is looking into the mirror. I could see where his arm disappeared into my cunt. “Video.” Master grabbed my phone, moved to the side and began recording. Daddy began to move. Twisting and turning his hand, while pulling back and pushing forward. I continued the moaning, the pain of my hole stretching and my inner cunt being stretched. I felt Daddy pull to the widest part, stay motionless as he reached for lube and lubed his hand and my stretched out ring. He locked eyes with me and said, ”Tell me what you want. What you really want.” I stared and begged, “Please, I can’t take it. Pull out.” He shook his head, disappointment in his eyes. “Be careful what you ask for.” He slid back in a couple inches. Then, without warning, he pulled hard, not stopping despite the resistance of my cunt, and yanked his hand out in one painful motion. I screamed again, this pain much more intense then the entry. “Show him.” Master held my phone in front of me, making me watch the video of my cunt filled with Daddy’s hand. I clearly heard my begging and my screaming as my hole was ripped open by Daddy yanking his hand out. My cunt was wide open, the lips obscenely stretched. Something broke in me. The meth taking control of my brain. Turned so fucking on by the site of my cunt. “Mo… mo… more.” Daddy looked at me, “More? More what?” I was officially broken. Broken by the need for his fist in me. Broken by his making me beg for it. “Shard, Master?” “Daddy, shove a shard in me with your fist. Please, I need your fist back in me. More…” Sir reached over and grabbed Daddy’s baggie and pulled out a big one. Daddy held his hand up, making me watch him lube it up. I felt lube getting shoved into my cunt, my lips being lubed up. Sir handed Daddy the shard,slipping it between his fingers. Daddy smiled at me, “Good boy.” He placed his fingers in my hole, pushing them to the point of resistance. I felt the burn, as the T started to melt. “You want it boy? You want my hand back in you?” As the T hit, reenergizing what was already in me, I nodded my head and begged him. “Fist me Daddy, wreck my cunt.” Before he could move, I pushed back. I forced it and soon felt my cunt lips open around his hand and slide down his wrist. I immediately pulled back, sliding back over his hand and all the way off. “Thatta boy. Do what you need.” I slid back down, harder to break past the resistance. That was a mistake, or a blessing. As my lips, looser than I realized, did not meet as much resistance, I easily slid over the hand, around the wrist, and further down his arm then before. I felt several inches of his arm slide into me.

2. The Perfect Slave Jesse’s reading a book on a chaise lounge by the pool, but he keeps losing his place. The shirtless pool man—most definitely a man, not a pool boy—glances his way a couple of times from the far end of the pool. This guy has to be, Jesse thinks, one of the most ruggedly handsome men he’s ever seen, even from this distance. Slim waist, washboard abs, broad shoulders, longish sun-lightened brown hair, scruffy beard with a full mustache and hairy sideburns, and chest hair that aches to have a hand run through it. He’s mister fantasy cowboy in gym short instead of chaps. No, more like one of those perfect guys in magazine ads for expensive watches or name-brand colognes—water beaded on sculpted pecs—pictures he jerked off to back in his Long Island bedroom. The pool man squats holding his pH testing tubes up to the sun, his lats glisten with sweat, a tuft of black hair under his arm, muscular butt fills out his black gym shorts, thighs taut in a crouch, calves flexed, extra-large bare feet. Satisfied with the pH levels, he dumps the tube's liquid on the deck. He snaps up his kit and returns it to the shed where vacuum hoses, chlorine canisters, and other paraphernalia of his trade are kept. Jesse shoves his face back in his book searching for where he left off. Absently he runs a hand over his newly-buzzed scalp. He’s totally caught off guard when the pool man calls over to him, “Hey, Cue-ball, what’cha readin’?” The pool man closes the shed doors and saunters around the pool in a stride that conveys supreme confidence. An unmistakable oscillation in his gym shorts leaves no question as to why he’s so confident. He sits on the edge of the adjoining chaise across from Jesse, folds his hands in front of him, elbows on knees leaning forward, the bare tip of foreskin peeking out from a leg of his loose silk shorts. “Looks dirty.” Jesse feels his face flush as he again runs his hand self-consciously over his shaved head (a late night inspiration of Mr. McPherson's, reluctantly agreed to by him before he was allowed to go off to his quarters). In a way the buzz cut gives him a feeling of renewal, but he’s still getting used to it. Jesse flips the book around and inspects the two Tom of Finland men fucking on the cover. Trying to sound casual, he reads aloud the title: "The Perfect Slave." “’Hah!” croaks the man. “Mac gave you a manual?” “I dunno. It was in my room," Jesse says, squinting into the sun. "I think it's just a made-up story.” He only now notices some disturbing welts on the man’s wide shoulders he hadn't seen from far away. “All the books in my room are about slaves and masters and junk. Some of them are really nasty, but this one not so much.” Jesse feels the man studying him. His dark olive eyes land on Jesse’s underwear. Shading his brow, curious to get a better look at the man, he sits up on the chaise and asks, “Is 'Mac' Mr. McPherson?” “Mac is what me and Tommy call him, yeah." He reaches out to shake hands. His big mitt fully engulfs Jesse's small paw. "I'm Eros." His grip is really strong, leaving Jesse’s hand a little sore. “Don’t tell anyone," he whispers conspiratorially, "but my name’s really Eric, but Mac and Dante had other ideas. So Eros it is! Me and Tommy are in the shack down by the walkway.” “I’m Jesse. But Cue-ball sounds about right,” Jesse says, grinning. “Yeah, I seen the shack. Looks small for two guys.” “S’okay. Works for me and Mr. T—Tommy. T does the gardening, I do the pool. Sometimes we do Mac and Dante. Sometimes they do us,” Eros explains with a broad smile. He’s taken aback by something else he didn’t see from far away: Eros has a few missing teeth. He assumes with his flawless frame and face he'd be perfect—Jesse scans his furry six-pack abs, his cut arms and legs, his brown hair he’s putting into a ponytail—but up close he can pick out minor oddities: a bruise under an eye, the nervous clenching and unclenching of his jaw, two grisly scars along his right wrist, more than a few nasty purple bruises inside the crook of his arms and a nasty one on his ankle. “So what’s Mac’s book teaching you about being a perfect slave?” Eros asks, nodding at the book. “It's just a dumb story. Um, I haven’t read that much." "What's it about?" Eros leans back, his black armpit hair sticks out, glistening with sweat from the earlier pool vacuuming. Jesse bets this man doesn’t trim anything. "So far? I guess it’s about these two guys who meet this older master, and one of them gets scared and runs off. But in a couple of months, because he didn't hear from his friend, the guy who ran off gets worried and goes back to the master’s house and sees the master has trained his friend to be like the perfect slave." Eros looks at him intensely, like no one has ever looked at him before. It makes him nervous and he begins chattering faster. "Like, I don't know, like he didn’t even know his friend anymore. Like his friend was completely buff now, and, like, worked out every minute and had this totally shredded body, but he isn’t all there.” Jesse taps his temple. He sees that Eros is looking up at Mr. McPherson's window. “That’s as far as I....” his voice trails off. “Sounds oddly familiar,” Eros says, distracted. Jesse looks up and sees Mr. McPherson opening the balcony door—naked, per usual, he’s come to realize. “Jesse," he calls down. "You ought to put on a cap. There should be several in your closet. And Eros, tell Tommy there’s a shipment of plants I want him to pick up at the dock.” “Aye-aye, Cap'n,” Eros calls back up to him. “I’ll let him know.” Mr. McPherson thanks him, gives him a mock salute, and goes back inside. Eros looks sideways at Jesse, and flashes a provocative wink. “Your shoulders are getting a little red, my man. I have sunscreen in my shack. Come over and I’ll do your shoulders. You're back could probably use some too.” Jesse grins, replies, “Aye-aye, Eros.” He likes that Eros doesn’t even ask if he wants him to put sunscreen on him, just assumes he would. He guessed right. Eros leaves by the side gate and Jesse goes in his studio to look for a hat. He opens his closet and, sure enough, several caps line the top shelf. He picks up a black leather one, tries it on and, in the full length mirror on the back of the door, likes what he see: a guy he imagines looks a little tough, with kind of a butch air that Eros might like. It’s certainly better than his stupid lightbulb head. Satisfied, he comes back outside into the bright sunlight, exits through the same gate Eros used, and bounds down the shady walkway. It’s cool under the canopy of trees. Waves brake softly on the other side of the dunes. A chorus of chickadees and wrens peep and chirp from the branches above him. He passes a trickling fountain set in the middle of a koi pond on his right, close to the house. In the dark water fat speckled gold and ruby red carp swim, burbling up their large mouths to the surface before plunging down into the green mossy depths. Following the walkway downhill, a faded pink shack lies on his left before the walkway veers off to the boat dock. In front of the house, Eros chats with a slim blond guy. This presumably is Tommy. Smaller than Eros but definitely defined, the guy has a scraggly beard and is clipping low branches off a large oak as they talk. He’s in ripped denim cutoffs, work boots, no shirt, and is covered in tattoos from ankles to neck. He stops mid-snip when he sees Jesse. “Cue-ball,” Eros hollers at him. “Come meet T.” Jesse approaches tentatively. There’s something sketchy in the way T’s eyeing him. He’s staring at Jesse’s underwear for starters and that makes him suddenly self-conscious. The guy’s blond hair is stringy, long and unkempt like he never met a comb. There doesn’t look like there’s an inch of skin not covered on his chest and arms. As he approaches he notices not even a single finger is without some kind of mark or symbol on it. Across his chest and arms, skulls, top-hatted skeletons, names and words, and a lot of angry animals vie for room on his torso: a roaring lion, a panthers with bloody claws that cling to his ribs, a growling wolf, a snapping shark, a gnarly octopus reaches his tentacles into his cutoffs. Some are poorly drawn, kind of amateurish, some unfinished, like an eight ball on his neck seems to have been abandoned half-way through. One tattoo, however, has Jesse mesmerized: a realistically drawn twelve-inch wooden ruler, one exactly like he'd had in St. Teresa’s Catholic school, one he’d gotten his knuckles rapped more than once for talking back to Sister Helena. It’s accurate right down to the yellow-brown wood grain, with numbered markings down the side notched by eighths of an inch. It travels from the T’s wrist to the crook of his arm. “Like what you see, friend?” Tommy asks, sneering at Jesse whose mouth gapes like one of the carp in the pond. The guy pulls out a pack of Marlboros and lights up. “He sure is a biddy one, in’t he?” he remarks to Eros. “He Mac’s new chew toy?” He blows out the match and flicked it toward Jesse. "You the new chew toy, boy?" “Suppose he is. But he looks right size to me. A pretty pup—” Eros plucks the smoke from Tommy’s mouth, takes a drag and returns it, playfully cuffing Tommy’s chin. “And that’s a fact. Don’t mind him, Cue-ball. He was raised by a pack of wolves so don’t know no better. Takes him a while to warm up, but he eventually does. You just have to scratch his belly.” Eros overpowers T, surprising him, wrapping his arm around his waist and tickles his ribs. Tommy’s doesn’t seem like someone prone laughter and hates it when Eros does this. He tries to feign anger but enjoys Eros' riling nonetheless, shouting, "The fuck off me, motherfucker," pushing Eros away forcefully enough to send the big guy to his butt into the ground ivy. "Asshole," he says, trying to regain his composure while suppressing a smirk. He pushes back his hair and manages to regain his initial scowl, which appears to be his go-to expression. Jesse notices, though, against this tough guy shell, his alert blue eyes, wide smile forced out by Eros, his button nose and apple cheeks, his features fight the supposed gruff guy exterior. Without the tats, scowl and maybe a haircut, he could be the boy next door, the one that dated your sister but snuck into your room late at night and fucked you silly. Where’d that idea come from, Jesse wonders? It’s from the book, it dawns on him, the character that ran away. Weird. Still, it doesn’t make him like Tommy any better. He’s nobody’s chew toy. Tommy feels Jesse staring at him, probably judging him. He spits out, “So Mac fuck you like you never been fucked before, am I right?” Somehow, even after wrestling with Eros, he manages to keep his cigarette parked in the side of his mouth. He coolly takes a draw and calmly exhales with popping smoke rings. Jesse stiffens his lower lip not wanting to respond. Tommy leans his clippers against the tree, saying, “That’s what I thought. Your bow legs give you away.” He turns to Eros who glares at him from the ground. “Tell Mac I’ll bring the plants back in the golf cart." “Sure thing, Oscar,” Eros says, getting up and brushing dirt off his butt. “What you say to me?” Tommy snarls at Eros. Eros rises to his full height, towering over Tommy. “I said, sure thing…Oscar.” The two stare each other down, frozen like statues. Finally, Tommy flicks his cigarette into Eros’ chest and then leaps onto the walkway. As he disappears behind an overgrown thicket of blackberries, he yells back to Jesse, "Awesome cap." Eros brushed off the remaining dirt. “Well, that's T to a T." “Why’d he get so pissed when you called him Oscar?” "Oscar who lived in a garbage can? Well, when I first met T he was living out of a dumpster. Well, he didn't actually live in the dumpster, exactly.” Eros thinks about it for a second. “But pretty much. He don’t like being reminded of those days." Eros looks off in the direction of the dock. "Believe me, he's not always a dick, even if he seems like one.” He hops up on the walkway pulling Jesse up after him. “If you say so.” They follow an offshoot from the main walkway to the shack. “No, really. He’s a good guy. We've been together a long time,” Eros says, searching his pockets and pulling out a key. “How long?” “Dunno. Long time.” Eros seems cagey about the subject. “See, I want to be a tattoo artist. Not much use for a pool guy in winter, right? And I don't wanna be stuck here forever. T's been letting me practice on him. Gives me an idea and I go on Mac's computer and find a stencil." He unlocks the door and stops in the doorway. "Maybe you let me practice on you sometime.” “Maybe,” Jesse returns, noncommittally. Eros motions for Jesse to come in. “Lasciate ogne speranza!” he melodramatically recites. To Jesse’s ear it’s such incredibly bad Italian he barks out a laugh, but quickly returns in equally feigned seriousness, “Voi ch’intrate,” as he goes through the door. “Say what?” Eros snorts, confused but somewhat miffed at Jesse's suspected snub in what sounded like pretty authentic Italian. He doesn’t like not having the upper hand. “It’s the rest of the line from The Inferno, ‘Abandon all hope…ye who enter here’,” Jesse explains. “The nuns loved to scare us with all that nine circles of hell crap. And my grandpa…when I was little, he lived with us—never spoke one word of English—it was one of the only books he brought over with him. He use to read it to me. I remember crying one time cause he got so carried away with the devil part. He distracted me by having us watch some wrestling match. Became our Friday ritual." Jesse glances at Eros. “Bruno Sammartino, God he loved him. You look like him a little. If you had a bigger nose.” He’s rambling because, whether he knows it or not, he’s so goddamn envious of what he see looking around the shack. "It’s not exactly what I expected hell to look like,” he says, trying to make a joke of it. The shack’s small, but a perfect breeze flows through the many windows. The forest might as well be part of the room. Dappled light plays across the lacquered floorboards. A worn wooden counter runs along one wall, next to a sink with a little round mirror hanging on a string, a mini-fridge and a hot plate. Across from the counter a gray futon lies on the floor, a beat-up dresser next to it. “Funny. Hmm. I still haven’t met him yet. Dante,” Jesse remarks, absorbing the life he feels in here. “Didn’t know there was a second line.” Eros’ face has clouded over, like a rainstorm approaching. “That’s all Dante said when he showed me the place the first time. Lasciate ogne speranza.” Paraphernalia’s strewn on the dresser includes a packet of cigarettes, a glass pipe in a ceramic ashtray, lighter, several cellophane baggies of white powder, and a dozen or so orange capped syringes. Eros notes Jesse freeze when he sees the needles. "Thought T had cleaned up," he says. Jesse feels the weight of Eros staring at him again. A tense silence shrouds the room since he’d spied the syringes. Jesse instinctively goes to the opposite corner of the room to examine some pornographic stencils thumbtacked to the closet door. “Yeah, maybe you could do that—give me a tattoo. Like, two stars maybe, here and here," he says, pointing to his hip bones. "I always seen that on porn guys—not that I think I’m a porn guy.” Studiously he examines a stencil of a very phallic looking snake. “Not really me. Awhile back I got a fish tattooed on my ankle. Cause I’m Pisces.” He angles his foot to show Eros, who’s cooling looking at him. Jesse points to the scorpion tattoo on the back of Eros’ hand. “You’re Scorpio, right? I bet that hurt, tattoo on bones and all.” Eros keeps quietly staring at him. "Pisces and Scorpies get along real good," he babbles, suddenly hearing what an idiot he sounds like. He becomes quiet waiting for Eros to say something. One of the bamboo blinds catches a breeze, and unrolls with a snap against the windowsill. Jesse winces. Eros goes over and ties back up the blind. “The scorpion means something else.” Eros seems about to add more, but changes his mind. The earlier mood has been deflating by the second since they entered. Jesse's shoulders begin to sag. Eros tells him, “Sit or lay down and I’ll do your shoulders, so you can get back to your slave book.” Jesse think for a second about just leaving—about crying, actually—but instead kneels onto the futon and then lays down. Eros pauses, then asks, "You want skivvies on or off?” Without a second’s thought, Jesse pulls off his underwear. He hears Eros above him hold his breath before suddenly bursting into a fit of laughter. “Fuckin’ A, boy! That is the whitest ass I’ve ever seen!” Eros can’t help himself now. He’s escalated to braying! “C’mon, you’re blinding me, kid! Where’s my fuckin’ sunglasses?” Fucking donkey, Jesse thinks, but keeps it to himself. Eros remains genuinely committed to ridicule. The longer it goes on the more Jesse can’t help but start to break down his defensiveness. It's probably more relief than belief that his white ass is as hysterical as Eros’ guffaws make it out. But still it makes him titter at Eros under his armpit. In return the pool man he'd met back on the chaise returns an expansive, tooth-gapped grin. It’s funny and stupid and meaningless all at the same time. Eros plops on the futon to his left and draws an ‘S’ with the suntan lotion down his back all the way to his tailbone. Eros gives out a few last blurts, but he’s getting into his task. The boy’s smooth back and bubble butt, white as it is, also helps. A little cold dribble trails from Jesse’s coccyx into his crack. Eros massages the lotion over Jesse's back, kneading his shoulder with a firm grip. Jesse melts into the futon. The strong musk of two men wafts up from the pillow. He tries to ignore it as best he can lest he spring an immediate boner. Eros forcefully applies pressure over his back and slides greasy hands along the sides of his ribcage. “Fuck, Eros, you’re great at this,” he says. He’s beginning to feel like putty in the rugged man’s hands—which kind of is the plan of him coming to the shack, well, before he’d encountered Tommy. “Folks say I’m the best." Eros grazes his hairy chest over Jesse’s back with the excuse of rubbing lotion on Jesse’s extended right arm. "And not just putting on sunscreen,” he brags shamelessly. He glides slippery lotion around each of Jesse’s butt cheeks, then draws a line down each of his legs, rubbing it in and around the sides of his thighs. “Your legs are so smooth. Mac shave you last night?” he asks softly, massaging his left calve, then running his palm inside his thigh stopping as he brushes Jesse’s taint. Between the smell of Eros and Tommy buried in the pillow and Eros’ increasing erotic touch, Jesse feels an inevitable erection coming on. He shifts his hips for a second to free his hardening dick, but the move coincides with Eros’ gliding his fingers close enough to Jesse’s crack that it causes a slight detour. Eros’ pinky and ring fingers slip easily inside Jesse’s sloppy butthole. The boy can’t help but yelp in instant surprise overlapping with pleasure. Eros smiles to himself and keeps massaging, as if spreading lotion always involved sticking fingers up someone’s ass. “You’re lucky,” Eros says, not losing a beat. He puts his full weight into Jesse's thighs, wrapping his hand under to massage the top side of his leg along with the back. Jesse’s smooth balls get their share of Eros’ furry fingers grazing his testicles. “Hair’s always getting caught up wherever, when I’m getting greased." His hands slip under both sides of Jesse's pelvis. Then, in an opposite motion, Eros presses down with the heels of his hands pulling Jesse’s ass cheeks apart. "Your hole is smooth, too, I bet,” Eros says, examining his sphincter. A dollop of spit drools onto the hole and then a finger follows up. “Yep. You’ll never need to shave that pretty bung hole. That's an A-1 puckerer if even I saw one. And that’s no lie.” Jesse doesn’t know how to respond, but knows he doesn’t want Eros to stop. “Thank you?” Jesse weakly proposes in his state of arousal. Eros released another string of spit collecting in the crevice. “Mmm,” Jesse murmurs. Giving into desire, he pushes out his ring so it opens slightly. Eros uses his finger to swirl his saliva around the small opening. Like an undulating worm, his index finger crawls inside the entrance, eliciting a deep moan from Jesse. Eros licks his other fingers, and slides his full palm inside. Once he feels Jesse accepts his hand, he rocks in and out. “You like that, baby?” Jesse groans a deep, gratifying affirmative. With Jesse’s hole submitting, Eros tries a couple of fingers from his other hand. Now six fingers occupy Jesse’s hole. Jesse can’t help but grunt as Eros pulls open his ring from side to side, massaging both inside and outside the hole. Eros lets drop another large dollop of spit that seeps down into the gaped opening. Jesse whimpers as Eros has three fingers from each hand now pulling his sphincter apart. Eros rocks his fingers in and out, pulling the interior walls in opposite directions. He lowers himself just above the boy’s ear, “How’s that for you? You want me to keep going?” “Yesssss,” Jesse wheezes, pressing his ass up into Eros’ expert hands. “Fuck, Eros, Mr. McPherson gave you the right name.” Eros withdraws one hand and with his other adds his pinky finger into Jesse's open butt, immediately following up with the whole palm of his other hand. “Two hands, eight fingers, kiddo. Mac really opened you up nicely. Your hole is really hungry, isn’t it, baby?” Jesse affirms, mm-hm. “Did he fist you?” “No. But I've always fantasized about it.” The shack is quiet for some time as Eros feels inside Jesse's body, pulling his ass apart, spying deep into his colon. With his face smooshed into the bed, Jesse confesses, "I seen a lot of fisting on the internet and I always wanted to be a guy that rides a fist." "From my experience, it's mostly a psychological barrier." Eros’ palms turn one way then the other, causing all kinds of grunts to erupt out of Jesse. “Got my scorpie stinger fully inside you, buddy, but I don’t know if you’re ready to take a fist as big as mine. I got extremely big paws and they don’t collapse. Mac and Dante can take 'em but more than likely a first timer’s a no-go." "No. Keep going, Eros," Jesse urges, face muffled in the pillow, fully enraptured by Eros’ and Tommy’s scent, loving the sensation of this hot man inside his rectum. "Okay, I’ll go slow and you tell me if it starts to hurt.” He pulls his hand out, opening the bottom dresser drawer and gets out a can of grease. He applies a heaping amount over his hand and pushes some inside Jesse's hole. He slips two fingers back in and, with the pads of his fingers, coats the walls as far into the kid’s rectum as he’s able. He slides four fingers in fairly easily, but at the web between his finger and thumb the boy flinches. He tries again, slower this time, but Jesse recoils with a cry in the futon. "Baby, you're probably sore from last night. You might need a break." Jesse turns on his side not ashamed to show Eros' how his hand has turned him on. His rigid cock points straight up, his newly upgraded 6 gauge P.A. falls heavily to the side. “Look at you with your hard on and P.A.,” Eros chuckles, giving the ring a tug. "Maybe you can use just your dick then," Jesse suggests, helpfully. He’s never wanted a man inside him like this before. Mr. McPherson definitely opened his floodgates. The door swings open and Tommy returns home. Jesse quickly turns onto the futon burying his hard-on together with his not-well-thought-out plan. Tommy absorbs the scene, and begins washing dirt off his hands. “Hey, don’t let me stop you." He turns off the water and picks up a towel. "Awesome P.A., chew toy,” he teases, playfully smirking. Eros’ cock is tenting his shorts. He says to Tommy, “What do you think, T? My man, here, wants to take his first fist and we all know my big mitt is to too much for a newbie." “Eros!” Jesse quickly interjects, “I thought it was just you and me." "I’m hurt, kid," Tommy says, disingenuously, finishing drying his hands. “You cut me deep. Maybe all I wanna do is watch Eros rip apart a punk's fuckhole.” Jesse has his face buried in the futon. Eros sticks two fingers into Jesse butt. Jesse grabs his hand and yanks it out. This makes Eros growl and slap his ass, hard. Jesse yelps and sits against the wall, his hard-on still completely rigid. Jesse pouts, his arms wrapped around his knees, his balls hiding his butthole. “I think,” says Eros slowly to Tommy, “my man came here to get his first fist, and Mr. T, with his human-size mitts, is the perfect one for cherry popping.” Jesse bites his lower lip, considers his options, seeing Tommy eyeing him, waiting to see what he has to say. “Maybe he don’t wanna fist me,” he says. “He don’t even like me.” Tommy studies Jesse, takes in Eros' bulging shorts, and sniggers, “I like you okay, but I'm more interesting in fisting you.” He jumps down next to Jesse and plays with his P.A. Seeing the boy sitting there compromised, maybe a bit humiliated, but at the same time defiant, brings out some empathy for the punk. “Sorry ‘bout earlier,” T says, still toying with his P.A. “Sometimes I'm an asshole—sometimes a dick. You caught me being both." He takes a bead of pre-cum off Jesse's ring and licks it. "How’s ‘bout me and Eros get naked with you, smoke a peace pipe, and see where that goes,” Tommy says, the forest light catching his blue eyes, teeth shining beneath sandy blond whiskers. He unbuttons his cutoffs, and slips them over his work boots, revealing a growing hard-on beneath a shaved but colorful crotch. Where the pubes would be, the smooth area is dominated by a red and black demon tattoo whose mouth ends with Tommy's dick sprouting out like a big pink tongue. “How’s that sound, Chewbacca?" The proposition persuades; the demon dick seals the deal. Jesse nods his head excitedly. Eros brings over a full bowl and lighter. They sit cross-legged in a circle passing around the glass pipe. Tommy shows Jesse how to shotgun, and once he gets the hang of it, he shotguns Eros and Eros shotguns Tommy. After the pipe makes a few rounds, Eros strips off his shorts springing to life his dark, fat uncut cock, its pink head poking through monumental foreskin. He lays Jesse on the mattress and dry humped his hairy torso against Jesse smooth body. Tommy tilts the pair to their sides and takes up frotting Jesse from the back. Sandwiched Jesse writhes in heaven. Eros goes down on Jesse, and Jesse almost loses his mind. The rough beard and mustache tortures his skin. He twists his head around and sticks his mouth on Tommy, then urges Tommy to get higher up the bed so he can suck his demon dick. Close up, he sees the pantheon of small experimental tattoos Eros has created. All are filthy and beautiful. Hairy gorilla-men with huge cocks and giant nipples, fucking, sucking, eating ass, bald demons fist-fucking startled, orgasming boys, phallic aliens spurting fountains of cum, men transforming into wolves, bears into men, men into beasts. Tommy’s pelvis is a temple of perversion. Jesse ogles them all, touching each degenerate image. He sees bravery in Tommy putting his imagination and desires on permanent display, how much he doesn’t give a shit what the world thinks of him or his desires. He wants to be like him, wants Eros to carve images like those into him, too. He sucks on the demon tongue, getting Tommy fully aroused, showing him he can swallow his demon to its root. And Tommy’s fine with that, pressing the kid’s head against his pubic bone, skullfucking him hard. Images come alive to Jesse as he accepts Tommy’s cock down his throat. He gags only a few times, and each time it makes Tommy more excited. Jesse’s mind wanders as he’s sucking cock. The illustrated performance of degenerate acts becomes a roadmap of where he wants to travel and how to get there. He grabs Tommy’s hand—the one with the wooden ruler—and puts it between his legs, shoving it into his crack and grinds on it. Jesse releases Tommy’s rod and relaxes against Eros’ chest. Tommy lifts a leg, Eros lifts his other and inches them back against the wall. Both legs in the air, Jesse’s puckering hole now fully exposed, Tommy touches it was a dollop of grease. "Give him some amyl," Tommy suggests, holding one of Jesse legs while Eros fumbles with the dresser drawer and takes out a wooden box. He opens it and brings out a capsule. Jesse looks up to Eros curiously. "It’s like poppers only stronger,” Eros assures him. “Don’t worry. I got ya." Eros breaks a capsule under Jesse nose and tells him to breathe deep. Jesse obeys and feels his morality shed like snake skin. "Oh, fuck, yeah," he breathes, as Tommy pushes in a ball of grease. It feels incredibly slimy and he feels incredibly sleazy—loving this new state of mind. "Aw, shit, man. Yeah! Stick that shit up my ass," he bellows. "Hey Tommy, I think he likes it," Eros gloats, pulling Jesse’s legs farther apart. Tommy knits his brow and pushes in more grease, making sure it fully coats Jesse rectum. Four fingers easily slide in, as Jesse’s anal nerve endings catch fire. He melts back into Eros' pelt, and runs his peach fuzz cheek against his fur, running his fingers up to the man’s powerful shoulders, then down through Eros' armpits. He slathers the wetness he finds there across his palm, holds the man’s scent to his nose, then sticks his fingers in his mouth. He savors the acrid taste, at the same time giving Tommy more access to his guts. He feels his ass being probed and stretched by a knowing hand. The amyl seduces his mind, surrendering to these two experts, craving their control and wanting them to mold him in the fashion they were molded. The more perverse the better. "Up to the fleshy part of my thumb,” reports Tommy. His other hand slowly strokes his hard-on. "Three big hits,” Eros says. “Ready?" He breaks a second capsule and holds Jesse tightly, holding the chemical under his nose, getting a heady waft of it himself. Jesse feels lightheaded, swoons after the third huff, tries to avoid any more by tilting his head away, but Eros hold his head fast, not allowing him to move. He orders Jesse to keep inhaling and to hold it until he, Eros, permits him to release. Jesse holds it in. Obeying Eros is instinctual. His mind reels with obscene thoughts of what he wants Eros and T to do to him. Most of all he wants Tommy’s hand to impale his hole. Eros tells him can exhale. Jesse is wild as he draws breath. "Yeah, fist my hole open, T. Wreck it, wreck my hole!" Tommy's hand slides in as Jesse yowls, his sphincter squeezing the fleshy part of Tommy’s hand, which of course pushes Tommy’s hand in deeper, quickly slurping up to the wrist inside the burning virgin cavern. "That's it, good job," Eros murmured in his ear, holding his legs with his forearms, lightly playing with his nipples. But a sudden panic flares up inside Jesse’s bowels. His body sets off alarm bells with the realization of a large foreign object now resides inside his body. "Take it out. Get it out," he wails, clamping his asshole. "Dude, I can't. Relax. You're squeezing too hard. Give him another cap, Eros." Eros scoops up another amyl, breaks it and holds Jesse's head firmly until he feels the boy surrender in his arms. "Enjoy it, baby,” he growls seductively. “Feel T's hand inside you. It's a man's hand that has you. Feel how he controls you with the slightest movement of his fingers." Tommy enacts exactly what Eros is saying as he says it. “Feel how T’s touching the most intimate parts of your body. It’s your virginity being deflowered.” On cue, Tommy twists his hand feeling the vast internal wall of the boy’s rectum, feeling the heat and wetness of this enraptured creature under his control. “Feel,” Eros whispers, “how he can twirl a finger and tease parts of you open that have never been touched. You can’t stop him even if you wanted. I’m holding you open and T is probing you. And, besides, you don’t want it to stop.” “I don’t,” Jesse gasps in complete agreement. “The fucker’s really opening,” Tommy says, feeling a new depth he can get to. Feeling his hand reach the proper depth, he starts curling his fingers toward his palm. "Oh, shit. Oh, fuck. T, what are you doing?" Jess asks incredulously, not being able to see anymore, only feeling the strangest sensation of Tommy doing something inside him, a feeling he never in a millions years could imagine. "What is that?" "I'm rolling my hand into a ball.” He pauses: mission accomplished. “You've got your first fist in you, dude. You’ve taken my fist. How's that feel, motherfucker?" Tommy watches any strain melt from Jesse face, as he slowly rotates his fist inside the kid's body. "You like being my hand puppet, Chewbacca? Huh?" He pulses it only slightly to let the kid know he’s got total control of his bowels. "Yeah. I wanna be your meat puppet, T," Jesse confesses, opening his eyes, taking Tommy in for first time since taking his hand. He looks up into Eros' face. "I've got T's fist in me, Eros. Fuck, it’s so fuckin’ good," he rasps, as Tommy twists it back and forth. He feels Tommy starting to pull out. He pleads, emphatically, "No, no, no. Leave it in." Tommy releases it back in. Jesse runs a finger down Tommy's forearm tracing the inches of the ruler to see how far in he is. Tommy sees what he was after. "I'm in two inches, fucker," he says, stroking his cock. "Fuck," is all Jesse can say in amazement. Eros exchanges a look with Tommy. Tommy nods. Eros lays Jesse back on the mattress and breaks another amyl under the boy’s nose. Jesse put up no resistance. His arms fall open like he’s on a crucifix. He relishes how far away he is, how good he feels, breathes in the amyl over and over, getting completely lost in the gauze of his mind. He’s the Good Thief on the cross. He’s a Roman soldier. He’s the spear that’s piercing him. He’s entered the first circle of Hell and loving it. Tommy opens his hand, pulls it out slightly, then slides it back in. Jesse grabs his knees and mutters fuck me over and over. Tommy and Eros give each other knowing smile. Tommy slowly works up to piston-fisting without ever coming out of the boy’s chute. He notes how much of the broadest part of his hand can stretch apart the boy’s hole. He coolly observes how much Jesse is getting off on being stretched. Feeling his power and control over the kid, Tommy rock hard cock leaks pre-cum. Eros approvingly watches T getting ready to use Jesse’s hole. He sees him bend over the kid and helps him to lube up his rigid pole. Tommy pumps his hand to the fleshiest part of his palm, where he expands Jesse’s hole to its maximum stretch. Jesse relishes the stretch now, grimacing at first, but slowly coming round to desiring this sensation. Once Tommy knows Jesse is able to take the full stretch, he inserts his hand deep, opens his palm inside the hole, leaving his thinner wrist at the entrance. Slowly he eases in his erection next to his wrist and the stretched hole begins to accept the added flesh. Eros break yet another cap under Jesse’s nostrils then shares it with Tommy. He savors Jesse's expression of submission to his man: the boy’s eyes staring into the distance, mouth agape, as Tommy presses his hand and cock deep inside the boy’s hole. Eros strokes himself, too, as witness to the lust of these two beasts heaving in exaltation. Tommy feels his cock inching toward the palm of his hand, feels it slide into his grip, then starts rocking his cock back and forth in his palm. As he masturbated inside the boy, his cockhead expands even larger, his cockhead engorged by his tight grip. His cockhead flattens until he feels it pop through his thumb and finger, into the viscous, fleshy canal beyond, with Jesse blasting out a rapturous cry. Jesse’s overwhelmed by new sensations: first, the additional stretch being asked of sphincter, enjoying that Tommy, a man he hardly knows, is pulling him apart—this hot, tattooed dirt bag douchebag is fisting the shit out of him; and second, the size of the fist had increased, not painfully but noticeably. But he was also aware of a new rhythmic throbbing of an internal piston, something familiar yet combined with stimuli he can’t grasp. Opening his eyes, sees Tommy above his body humping him. He puts it together, first in a burst of panic, but then aware his body has already accepted and, more, is enjoying the fuck out of it. He speaks directly to Tommy above him, "Yeah, jerk off in me, T. Fuck my guts. Shoot your cum and breed me, sir." Hearing sir triggers something in Tommy and he explodes, quaking his body into his hand and inside Jesse’s hole, flooding this scumbag motherfucking chew toy with copious amounts of his tainted seed. He pinches his cockhead buried inside the fucker, squeezing out his swimmers, causing him pleasure and increasing shudders of post-climactic distress that he doesn’t want to end. Eros plants his mouth on Tommy and they make out over the writhing boy beneath. As Tommy empties the last of his load, he looks down, saying, “Open.” Jesse opens his mouth and Tommy hocks a wad of spit into his mouth. Tommy dislodges his cock and is slowly extracting his hand when Eros grabs him by the wrist. "No way, dude," he snarls. Tommy kneels to the side, hand still firmly lodged inside Jesse's cum-covered guts. Eros rubs the foreskin of his large emerging cockhead against Tommy lubed wrist. The foreskin slowly slides its way alongside Tommy’s wrist. Tommy watches Eros' body dominate the kid’s small frame, feels the pressure build at the boy’s resisting hole as even further girth is demanded to stretch open his sphincter. Eros' stone-hard cock is no match for Jesse. He breaks the entrance with Jesse giving a sharp gasp. The girth of Eros combined with the volume of the hand is too much for Jesse. He tosses his head in rejection and pushes at Eros’ chest. Eros holds the boy’s head in his hands, his eyes boring into Jesse’s, wresting control of his will. Jesse realizes he can’t resist Eros, nor—in his heart—does he want to, and accepts his manhood, with Tommy's hand stroking the tip back and forth inside him. Eros waits for an outward sign of the boy’s surrender. Jesse’s mouth opens, and Eros spits in it. Eros slides more of his shaft deeper into Tommy's waiting hand making Jesse inhale in distress. "So fucking hot, boy, getting jacked inside you with my man’s hand." His deep voice seduces him, overrunning his resistance, overturning every red flag his body throws out. Jesse cringes, takes a breath, then parts his leg wider so Eros can dive all the way to his thick black bush. He feels Eros’ wiry hairs scratching his hairless balls. Tommy forces back Eros’ foreskin, and Jesse feels this enormous cockhead infiltrating his intestine, the girth like nothing he's ever felt. "Try to push us out," Eros instructs Jesse as he impales him. It’s a futile order, but one he knows not to disobey. Furiously he clamps down with all his might. After only a few seconds of pounding, he’s not able to keep up the strain of clamping down, and surrenders. Tommy's hand slides in deeper. Where once Tommy had grasped Eros at the base of his cock, he now is further up Jesse’s colon pulling on Eros’ foreskin driving him and Jesse into a frenzy, both bucking wildly, Jesse in distress, Eros in ecstasy. "Get me off, T,” says Eros. “Get me to knock up this hole," he pants, his forearm coiling like a boa constrictor around Jesse’s head, his black armpit hair drenching the boy's lips. In an abandonment he submits to, Jesse licks the dripping sweat from the man’s pits, feeling Tommy pistoning his guts, Eros’ cockhead ravishing his entrails in the deepest part of his body. Jesse reaches down and feels how hard his own cock is. He clutches and releases his helpless hole, allowing both men to use his intestine with violent recklessness, until his hole orgasms in tectonic quakes, stronger even than his cock had ever erupted. His body shakes repeatedly as Eros explodes, Tommy squeezing his manhood mercilessly because he knows Eros wants it no other way. Eros spasms along with Jesse, roaring with the timbering of a heavy body from the sky, raining down on Jesse, crushing him, a torrent of cum spewing in his guts, heavy breath, sweat, stench, then secondary tremors, first in Eros, then in Jesse, then back again to Eros. Jesse’s body vibrates like a plucked bass string, trembling in shocked overload. Unable to process all that’s been done to him, all of which was willingly and unwillingly accepted. His mind is untethered—free floating. The powerful wrestler Bruno Sammartino lies on top of him. He glides his palms over the wrestler’s enormous shoulders, along the powerful chest. The wrestler kisses him and he kisses him back, deeply. Then the nasty boy next door in all his tattoos bends over and kisses him, too. A warm breeze passes through the shack. The bamboo blinds catch the ocean air, and fall to the window sill. No one moves. Jesse feels a little more sperm leak in his hole. Tommy and Eros’ sperm will be with him for a long time. Eros extracts himself from Tommy's hand. Out of T’s grip and Jesse’s wrecked mess of a hole, Eros falls on his back. Slowly his breathing calms as he stares at the ceiling. He listens to the sea on the far side of the dunes, and feels the waft of the ocean cool his dripping body. With much more care, Tommy slides his hand almost out of Jesse ass. At the beginning of withdrawal, Jesse moans. He anticipated the disconnectedness the boy would soon feel, the confusion of regret and still simmering desire. He knows because once, long ago, amid the back alley trashcans, anything-for-a-fix days he’s fought to suppress, he’s knows this feeling. Much to Jesse's satisfaction he returns his hand inside. Jesse isn’t yet ready to give up T’s offering, but his mind is beyond spent. Raw, inflamed, yes. Jesse runs a finger over Tommy's forearm, and Tommy understands. "Six inches," Tommy says to the silent query. "Good start, Chewbacca. Now push out your pussy and give me back my fuckin’ hand.” Jesse complies and grunts with an epic shudder as Tommy’s hand dislodges. “Show us your wrecked cunt,” says T. Eros rolls over to watch Jesse stretch his cheeks apart and push out a small, cum-filled rosebud. A tiny creature slithers out like some shy, exotic sea anemone then returns inside his rectum. Eros taps two fingers against his hole ordering him to push again. Jesse pushes harder this time. As his guts pushed out, Eros pulls the lips apart and Tommy traced a finger around the sphincter. Eros bends in and laps some cum out of the boy’s feathery pedals, depositing spent seed back into Jesse waiting mouth. Tommy puts pressure around the boy’s delicate tendrils. Eros and Tommy admire the gaping protrusion, each taking a turn to lick it. Tommy lobs a comment to Eros, "Looks like we'll pull a prolapse out of Chewy yet." Eros grins, and brushes his shadowy beard against Jesse's sensitive bloom, causing Jesse to flinch, and yet he responds by exposing even more of his rose to Eros’ sandpaper chin. He knows that that’s a sensation he wants much, much more of.

---- Part 3 ---- I scowled back at him and leaned over, spitting on his exposed pucker before slamming my rigid cock half way into his tight hole. It hurt. It hurt a lot, but my bare cock was now into my ex's hole, just like he'd asked and how he said he wanted it. The scream from Paul's mouth told me it hurt him too. "Oh fuck no... you're MY bitch, now" I growled back at him as my cock pulled back, leaving just the head inside. Another hard lunge forward and I was balls deep inside of him. Even with the adrenaline pumping through my body I could feel him quivering from the invasion. I looked down and his face was buried into the bedding, muffling his cries and I chuckled to myself. I adjusted my position a bit to be able to fuck him better and then started the slow thrusts. His tight hole and just a little spit made each shove a chore. "Fuckin tight there, Paul. The daddies haven't been fuckin you much?" I said, as my hips slammed into his ass. I heard a muffled yell in response and began to plow faster. I was never one of those guys that oozed precum while fucking, I guess my body saved it up for delivering the load of cum which usually was pretty big. After a few minutes of pounding him, I pulled all the way out and spit on his hole again. It was a pretty pathetic looking gape, but he was tight and I wasn't very thick. I didn't intend on him staying unfilled long either and shoved back in. He tried to crawl away, but his head hit the headboard, trapping him. "bam bam bam" filled the room repeatedly as each stroke of my cock slammed his body forward into the headboard. After a minute he pushed back as I drove my cock in and the sound of his head banging into the headboard was replaced with the "whack" of our bodies slamming together. "Good little bitch. Don't want to piss off the neighbors" I snarled. I'd never talked to the guys I fucked like this. Paul had really riled me up and flipped a switch inside me that I didn't even know existed. I never expected Paul to be the bury your head and take it type bottom either, but that's what he was doing. It just proved to me that he was doing this for only one thing. Maybe he thought our relationship was over and I was just a convenient dick to give him a toxic load. I could play that game, but I also wanted something more. He was going to get my cock and fresh, viral seed, but I'd do it on my terms. The thrusts got faster and my hands moved up his back. One arm wrapped around his chest and pulled him up against mine as we rutted. My hips were doing the work now and the closer I got the tighter I held him. His whimpers got louder and I nestled my head over his shoulder. "You're gonna be my bitch forever" I growled into his ear just before I planted my cock to the base and let my balls empty. The first few shots were strong and my whole body shook. Over a week's worth of pent up cum filled his guts with a million little bugs in search of a new home. My hips pulled back slightly and thrust in again, churning up the cum and adding a few more spurts. I heard a pained cry come out of Paul as his body fell limp in my arms. I held him up until the last throb from my cock ended. Slowly I lowered him down on the bed and laid on top, waiting for my cock to soften. A few minutes later I pulled out and was surprised at how stiff my dick still was. The sheen of cum coating it was definitely not pearly white or even a shade of brown. The darker shade of pink told me how badly I'd wrecked his cunt. Paul was face down on the bed, passed out. Crawling off the bed, I chuckled and dug into my toy box, grabbing a couple restraints and a plug. With his hands tied to the bed and the plug stuffed into his ass, I went in search of a marker. Wiping the sweat off of his right shoulder, I wrote "Poz", a line below it and one vertical mark. Quickly, I rinsed off in the shower, dried myself and fell down on the couch. I flipped on the TV and took the lone joint out the baggie and lit it. I didn't smoke much and only did it on special occasions. This seemed like it fit the bill. With a good chill in my naked body, I dozed off. I woke to some noise from the bedroom. Grabbing the remote, I turned the TV off and went to see what Paul wanted. "What the fuck, dude?" Paul said as he tugged against the ropes. My hand tapped a half dozen times on the plug and he cried out in pain. "You tried to run away during our fuck earlier so I wanted to make sure you didn't escape while I let my balls refill" I said, chuckling afterwards. He kept tugging and I kept laughing. "How ya feeling? You said you wanted a hard fuck. Normally that's not my thing but for you I made an exception" I said softly as I stroked his back. "I said hard, not destroy my ass. I won't be able to take dick for weeks" Paul said. "Au contraire, mon ami. That was just the first of the weekend. I wonder how many I can shoot before you go back home" I said. "Oh fuck" Paul exclaimed. "That's the idea. We might do a few other things, but fucking is always on the menu. Oh, and that load you promised me on Sunday? That will be the last one you blow for the next three weeks. I want the last neg one you ever shoot. You use me, I use you" I said as I slapped his bare ass. His body shivered underneath my hand. I knew this wasn't how he thought this was going to go down, but if he wanted to get fucked this weekend I'd do it however I wanted. Crawling on top of him, I untied the ropes from the bed before sliding off the other side, next to him. He felt my stiff shaft drag over his back before my fingers grabbed the base of the plug. He screamed out, pushing his face back into the bed to muffle the noise. I knew his hole was still sore and hoped it would be for the next several days. Dropping the plug over the edge of the bed, I heard it hit the rug with a thud. Next, I pulled myself back on top of him and speared his now open hole with my cock. The plug had stretched him open and my dick went into Paul a lot easier than last time. He still groaned, since much of the cum had soaked into his body during our nap, leaving little for lube. This fuck lasted only twenty minutes or so and was mostly long slow strokes. I wasn't making love to him and based on the slightly pained moans, the constant drilling was adding to the damage from earlier. When my balls began to tingle again, I pushed on his shoulders and drove my cock in more frantically. He let out a loud moan when my cock pulsed, dumping several more shots of my newly tainted seed into his gut. When my cock had softened, I pulled out and reached over the side of the bed, grabbing the plug again. When the plug's tip hit his pucker, he pushed his face back into the bed. Just like when it came out, he yelled out again. I woke a few hours later and Paul was curled up next to me with his back on my chest. When I tugged on the plug, he woke and just muttered "Oh fuck." I laughed as I got back on my knees and once again shoved my cock into his ravaged hole. He was still on his side and my cock was plowing into new territory. He was still sore and I could hear the pain in each grunt. About half way through our ten minute fuck I rolled him on to his back, leaving my cock planted inside him as he twisted. This time it was me looking down at him, smiling. He started to smile back but when I thrust in hard, he grimaced and groaned. Slowly I began to drill faster until I couldn't wait any longer. I had never fucked a guy three times in a day, so I was surprised that there still were a half dozen big spurts of jizz shooting out of my cock. I reached down and grasped his partially hard shaft and squeezed. "No shooting until Sunday" I said, laughing afterward. My cock slipped out of his hole and I rolled him back on to his stomach. Seeing the marker on the bedstand, I grabbed it and added two more hash marks on his shoulder. "What the fuck?" Paul asked. "Just keeping track of how much cum that pussy holds" I said, chuckling again. I turned out the lights and crawled back in bed, nuzzling next to him and falling asleep.

It was not long till Wes came in and told me I was needed on set. I got up and walked back out, there were two new guys there. Wes brought me over and introduced me to Kyle and Brett. Brett was attractive, he looked like a model and Kyle was more manly like a lumberjack. I was immediately attracted to Brett. Kyle seemed to really be into me and leaned down and kissed me as Brett began to play with my butt plug. Kyle picked me up and took me over to the bed, he laid me on the bed and he and Brett undressed. It seemed like we were alone, there I was with two hot naked guys again. Brett got on the bed and fed me his cock a nice 8-inch uncut dick, while Kyle got between my legs and worked out my butt plug and pushed his nine-inch dick into my hole and began to fuck me. They used me off and out trading places for thirty minutes till Brett came in me first and then Kyle took his spot and fucked me for five more minutes and shot his load in me. Ryan got back up on the bed and pushed my legs up and pressed his huge dick back inside me and fucked me as I whimpered and moaned and ten minutes later, I shot my load in my jock without touching my dick and Ryan followed with a huge load. They took another break, all the guys came out, David thanked them all and asked Kyle and Ryan to stay for one more scene and to stay the night if they wanted. They both agreed and we ended up in the pool and having a nice light dinner before Ryan took me up to the studio by himself with the camera men and told me he wanted to get inside me again. He kissed me and told me I was a good little slut. He pushed me down and had me pull out his huge cock and tell him how much I loved it. I kissed and licked it and tried to suck it, Ryan said, you took that inside you boy. I know you want more of me, don’t you? I looked up and said, yes! He told me to get up on the bed, I did, and he got on it and lifted my legs and lubed up and pressed that big man meat inside me. It went inside me easier this time. Still too big but I worked through it as he fucked me, leaning down to kiss me. He worked my hole in several positions until he ended up behind me fucking me with his left hand on my hip and his right hand holding my hands and whispering in my ear, beg me for my cum boy. You want my big load inside that wet hole don’t you, you little slut. I moaned and said please give me your load, Ryan I need your cum. He fucked me harder for five more minutes and shot his load inside me. When he pulled out, he put a bigger butt plug inside me. It was a little over an hour before Ryan had me in bed again and he was stretching my hole with his fingers, four of them. I thought he was trying to get his fist inside me he was working my hole so deep. Then he slid in and fucked me for another 30 minutes. Shot his load and said, I think you are ready for the guys. I had no idea what he meant but in came David and Kyle, David had me suck his dick while Kyle fucked me. Once David was rock hard, he had me sit on his dick, I rode him till he pulled me forward and Kyle pressed his dick against my hole next to David. I started to say no, but he kept pressing, my hole was screaming it hurt so bad. Ryan appeared with poppers as David held me tight and after five minutes of trying at different angles Kyle entered me and slowly pressed is dick inside next to David’s. I was so stretched, it still hurt but they kept fucking me and after ten minutes my hole opened, and it felt better. Another five minutes and Kyle came inside me on David’s dick. He pulled out and the hot camara man got up and slide his big dick inside me and fucked me till he came. Once the Camera guy pulled out David fucked me for twenty minutes and came inside me. He kissed me and told me I was a good little cum whore. He would date me again soon. Then he left and went to his room and told the camera guys to film everything. Ryan and Kyle used me the rest of the night. Before I left Kyle slide in beside Ryan’s huge dick and fucked me, we all three came almost simultaneously. My hole was so used, wet and gaped. I got ready; David had called for an uber. He handed me a breakfast sandwich and send me out to catch the Uber. It was not the hot Arab who wanted to breed me, which was good since I was pretty used already. When I arrived home Marty was pleased. I found out later that there was a bonus attached to my services if I took double penetration. What started out as a $5,000 night turned into $8,500. Marty was very pleased with me when I arrived home. He had a bunch of papers for me to sign, I asked him what it was, and he told me it was just some nonsense for the videos last night. I signed and crawled into bed since I did not get much sleep. While I was sleeping, Marty sent the paperwork back and David sent him another $1,500 for the signing bonus. I slept till two in the afternoon, when I woke, I went down to grab something to eat. There was a note on the table for me. I picked it up, Ben, the guy's last night said you were amazing, they also said you may need some downtime, I have just one guy who wants you tonight. That should give you some rest. Be ready at 7 PM tonight, I washed your clothes for you. I looked over and they were folded on the counter. I wanted to text him that I could not do anymore but I decided to see how I felt in a few hours. It was 6 PM and just about the time I was going to text Marty that I needed to cancel tonight he text me that I should start getting ready. You are an amazing superhero bottom bud. Do not disappoint this man. I showered and cleaned out and cum seem to come out of me for days. I got dressed and packed my bag again since I did not know if I was spending the night or not. Marty got there at 6:40, he texts me to come out. I walked out and when I got close to the car he said, fuck bro, you look hot! I would fuck that shit, get in! I got in smiling, he drove off and said, his is a guy you have been with before, you will spend the night at his hotel. He is the guy you went over after school remember. I told him I had and thought, that was the old guy who loved to fuck me. I was a little disappointed after last night’s hot guy fest, but I figured it was only one night. He pulled up to the hotel, I got out as Marty announced room 311, I shut the door and he pulled off. I went in and took the elevator up to 311 and knocked. He opened the door and pulled me inside and again started molesting my body with his hands and mouth this time. We made out, he undressed us both and I was soon on my knees sucking his man dick and ten minutes later he was eating my ass while I was on all fours on the bed. He ate my hole for twenty minutes and fucked me three times before calling for room service. Before the night was over and the last morning fuck, he had bred me six times, he even told me he loved my boy body and hole. In the morning as he was packing, he told me he would need me for an entire weekend sometime. It would be fun to go to a cabin and use you all weekend soon! Fuck, I need your ass again just talking about it, get out of your clothes and get on the bed. He did too and fucked me one last time and gave me another load. He dressed while I did and he said, need to run babe. Here is a little something to get you something nice for next time. On the way down the elevator, I looked, it was two $100.00 bills. Fuck, this was amazing. I like spending time with him, he makes me feel like I am totally sexy, and the money is nice too. I caught my uber home, it was my Arab driver. He pulled up and when I got in, he said, you have not text me why? I have wanted to text, but I have not had a chance, I said. He drove over, turned off the app as if he had me exit the car and he drove to a not-so-great area of town and parked. He got out, telling me to follow him. I followed him down this walkway to a small apartment in the back and he entered. It was nice inside and immediately he grabbed me and kissed me. Undressed me and then himself, we stook totally naked, and he pushed me down, I grabbed his dick and started to suck him. He had such a beautiful dick. I pulled out and walked over to his bed and sat on the edge, I followed and sucked his dick. He pulled me off, telling me to lick and suck his balls and then to eat his ass. I licked and tongued his hole and he spoke in Arabic as he held my head on his hole. I pulled up for air and he got up, grabbed lube. I was standing now, he came around and lubed his dick and my ass and pushed me up on the bed, he slid behind me and pressed his dick in my hole. He was slow at first and then he grabbed my hips and piston fucked me hard. It did not feel good, but he seemed to love it and after twenty minutes of rough hard fucking he shot his load inside me. He pulled out right away and cleaned off and said, whore lets go. I hate fags, once we are back at the car, he pulled out without saying a word and took off. Dropped me at my destination and told me to text me now, I grabbed his number which was still in my bag and text him. He said, I am saving you under whore fag. Never call me, only text. When I text, you will answer and be ready to serve, do you understand fag? I said, yes. I understand. I got out, as he pulled off, I saved him as Arab dude and thought, what the fuck have I gotten myself into with that guy.

He drove off and I stood in the driveway of a huge house. I walked up to the door and stood there hoping I had the right place. I did not have to wait long; a tall dark-haired man came to the door. He was a very good-looking guy, he opened the door and invited me in. He said my name is Charles, David has been waiting for you. We walked into this beautiful home, and he led me to a room upstairs. It was a bit like a porn studio or so I imagined. It had a bed in the middle with cameras all around. Several sofas and chairs. There was a man sitting in a chair who stood up and walked over to me and introduced himself. He said, I am David, thank you for coming tonight. You are my date for tonight. I see you met Wes already, his date will be here shortly. David stood at least 6’4 well-built salt and pepper hair, he had a tattooed sleeve and was well muscled. He leaned down and kissed me, he slipped his tongue in my mouth, after he broke off the kiss the kiss, he felt up my body and my dick was getting rock hard. While David was feeling up my junk, stomach and chest; Wes was feeling up my ass and back. I was tingling all over. Wes began to kiss my neck, David turned me around, Wes leaned in and kissed me hard just like David had done, while David slipped my pants down below my ass and felt my bare ass. He soon had his finger on my hole, and he was rubbing it, I moaned as David kissed my back and Wes continued to kiss me. I had not noticed two camera men who came in and began to shoot. Wes unfastened his pants, fished his cock out and pulled me down to suck his big dick. Dave, spread my cheeks and began eating my hole. I was in heaven, fuck these guys were hot. David ate my hole for five minutes, pulled off and went over to the bed. Wes led me to the bed and had me suck David. His cock was even bigger than Wes’s, huge uncut dick. I crawled up on the bed and began to suck his big dick while Wes got behind me and lubed up my hole and his dick and pressed it inside my hole. It felt amazing, he fucked me for ten minutes and shot his first load of the night inside me. Wes slapped my ass after he pulled out, he told one of the camera men to take a turn, that was the first time I had even realized that we were being filmed. The guy on the bed and slid his 7.5-inch dick inside me with ease and fucked me for eight or so minutes and shot inside me. Then they traded paces and the other camera man got up, his dick was much thicker and eight inches. He was a better fuck, he grabbed my ass and pulled me back on his dick and fucked me hard for ten minutes and groaned loudly and shot his load inside me. I had been there less than an hour and I had three loads inside me. Fuck, this was like no date I ever imagined. David pulled me up on his chest and kissed me. We made out for ten minutes while he told me what a hot boy I was. I hard rustling behind me and the bed move, it was Wes’s boyfriend. He spread my hole and began to eat my cummy hole. I felt good, amazing. David reached over and grabbed some poppers for me, he said, boy you will need these. I hit them several times, then I realized why, David gave them to me. A huge fat, dick was pressing on my hole. It did not want to go inside but Wes’s boyfriend, Ryan kept pressing. With the combination of Poppers and David’s encouragement and instructions my hole was starting to comply. David would tell me when to push out, and how to breathe through it. It hurt but on the fifth push my hole opened enough to accept Ryan’s thick dick. Fortunately, it was only 7.5 inches but got thicker towards the base. I was whispering to David, that it hurt, and it was too big, but he just held me, telling me to be a good boy. He would tell me to relax my beautiful boy cunt, let Ryan in. You want it, don’t be a dick tease, give him your hole boy. You are so hot taking bare dick, he kissed me, and I moaned into his mouth. My hole started to open, and Ryan fucked me harder, it was almost enjoyable but never got there for me. Ten minutes in Ryan shot his load inside me, then slowly slide out. Wes slides up on the bed and examined my hole, showing it to the camera and worked a butt plug inside me. They broke off the shoot, the big dicked camara man took me to a room that looked like a waiting room and asked me if I wanted anything to drink? He was about 5’11 180 dark hair and eyes, Mediterranean looking with a beard and long hair in a bun. He brought me water, we chatted for a while, and he told me I was a natural on camera. He leaned in and kissed me, wow, he was a good kissed. When he broke it off, he said, I would like to share you with some buds sometime. You would be a hot DP bottom for us. I am going to slip my number in your bag. Do not tell anyone, okay? I agreed that I would not. I cannot wait to get inside you again tonight. Then he walked out of the room.

I went to Marty’s room; he was naked already and sitting on the edge of his bed. I went over and got between his legs. His dick was starting to grow, as it lifted, I caught it with my mouth and began sucking him. He had trained my throat well, I was taking him almost all the way inside my throat, he would hold my head and help me. He would make me edge him, using my throat and mouth for ten minutes and then when I thought I could not do anymore he would let me up and lift his legs so I could rim and eat his hole. He would hold my head, pressing it deep on his hole. Moaning and encouraging me. He would tell me what a good boy I was, how much he liked it and how good I was getting. That made me feel good, then without warning he would drop his legs, I would grab his cock and suck it deep again. He would do this for three our four rounds, then he would say, want my cum ben? You want to taste my cum don’t you. You ate my hole and now you want to eat my cum, tell me you want it. I lifted and said, I want your cum. Please give me your cum Marty. Okay boy, because you asked me so nicely you can have my big load. Then he shoved my head back on his dick and I sucked for two more minutes until he shot his load in my mouth. I sucked him clean, after swallowing his load and then he said, time to go back to your room Ben. I went back to my room, horny as hell. I crawled in bed and jacked off and then fell sleep. When I woke Marty was already downstairs with my parents who were telling him how great it was going with him living with us, they said they were going on a long vacation and would be gone for four weeks. They had video monitoring downstairs being installed and outdoor cameras to monitor the house while they were gone. Marty told them we would be on our best behavior, they had nothing to worry about. My mother pulled me aside, are you sure that you are comfortable with Marty watching you? I could always have your aunt come up. I assured my mother that I was fine and there was nothing to worry about. Over the next few days, Marty was on the phone, he made lots of calls, text and emailed a ton. He had a few photo sessions with me, showing off my ass, me sucking his big dick and ass up on the bed on all fours with my cheeks spread so my hole was exposed. I thought it was weird, but I did it anyway. He had been sending pics, put up a few posts. What I found out later was he had been getting money every time I gave up my ass to these guys. I was now on several rent and dating sites as a paid escort for bareback service. One site was an auction to sell my neg ass to a POZ top for conversion. I would later learn all about it. He continued to email, text and make calls over the next three days while my parents got ready and when the day finally came, Marty and I sat around, he told me that I was going to be busy this month and when it was over, I would have had the time of my life. I smiled, but I was a little nervous. He said, you have a date tonight, a hook up today in a few hours. We need to get you some clothes to wear. Marty and I went shopping, He bought me cock rings, jock straps, tight shorts and shirts. When we got home, he had me model them and took some more pictures. He told me to clean up, I now knew that mean that I needed to shower and clean out, so I was ready to get fucked, I am going to drop you off to your hook up. I was dressed up in the tight shorts, jock, t-shirt and cock ring and ready to do. I was dropped off at a hotel, Marty told me to go to room 308. I went up the elevator and knocked on the door, it opened to a tall red head built in a rob. He stepped back so I could walk in and said welcome in broken English. His hands were all over me and he had soon undressed me, except for my Jock. He picked me up and put me on the bed, kissing my neck and back and working his way down to my ass. He spread my cheeks and began to eat you hole. I could only moan, his tongue was magical. He ate my hole for several minutes, then pull off, I turned around as he dropped his robe. He spoke in French; I had no idea what he said but it was beautiful and so was his flawless body. Pale skin, six pack, red pubes and a huge dick. I crawled over, held onto it and then guided it to my mouth. I sucked him for two or three minutes and he was rock hard. Big uncut dick, I jacked it as he spoke some more and then patted the mattress so I would get back up on the bed. I returned to ass up on all four, he walked over and grabbed some poppers and lube and came back and handed me the poppers then he returned to eating my hole. This time he tongued me even deeper, I moaned and hit the poppers. His tongue pulled out and he slide a finger inside me and then two. He fingered fucked me while he kissed my ass left ass check, then a third finger. I was loving it, this went on for a couple minutes with three fingers inside me, then he pulled out. His big dick slapped my ass and then he lined it up and slowly pressed his manhood deep inside me. It felt so full, he spoke to me the entire time he was sliding in, and I understood none of it. He pressed deep and held it there and then he slowly picked up the pace. His dick felt amazing inside me, he fucked me with nice long strokes as I hit the poppers. He fucked me like this for twenty minutes, his breathing got heavy and then he shot inside me with a big groan. He pulled out and held my back as he came around to present his cock to me to clean off. I started to suck him as he grabbed his phone, texting away. Two minutes in, I heard the door, I tried to pull up to look but the ginger held me there as a guy came up and felt my hole. He spoke in French also, then he dropped his pants and lubed up his dick and pressed inside me. The guy behind me was bigger and his dick hurt some, he began to fuck me, I pulled off the gingers dick, ginger feed me poppers as he rubbed my cheek and head. More French and then he said in English. Beautiful whore. Nasty Cunt! That sounds so pretty in French. They went back to speaking in their native language and before long the guy behind me shot inside me. He pulled out once he caught his breath. He tucked his dick back in his pants and walked out. The ginger guy was calling me a whore in French His dick was rock hard again and he got up holding my back and slide his big dick inside me and fucked me hard this time, calling me a whore and other names in French and ten minutes later shot inside me. When he pulled out, he made me clean him up again. Once clean, he grabbed my clothes and handed them to me. I got up off the bed and started dressing when he tossed $100.00 bill down on the bed. He winked at me, I grabbed the money and put it in my pocket, he walked me to the door, opening it and telling me once more I was a beautiful whore in English. I was totally embarrassed, there was an older couple walking by just as he said it. I received a text from Marty, running late. Go to room 507, knock and kill some time, text me when you finish. I text him back, okay but feeling a little like I wanted to go home. I thought, should I tell him about the money. I decided I would not say anything unless he asked me directly. I entered the elevator and went back up, then off on the 5th floor and made my way to room 508. The door opened; the guy looked like a professor. Crazy professor. He had curly unkept hair, glasses he was about 5’10 150 pounds and he invited me in. He pulled down his shorts and underwear and sat on the sofa, I walked over and got between his legs and began to suck his dick. It was a fat seven inches, he had me suck his cock while he watched porn, straight porn. He would push my head down all the way and hold it there, then let me up to suck his dick again. He had me do this for twenty minutes and then he said, show me your ass. I got up and dropped my pants, he pushed me forward toward the bed. He spit on my hole a few times and then lined up his cock and shoved it inside me and fucked me for five more minutes and shot his load inside me. He had not spoken much but after he shot, he pulled out and told me to clean him off and after I did, he said, nice boy. May need your services a few more times on this trip. Time for you to go, I got dressed, walked to the door, he opened it. I walked out and the door closed quickly, I headed to the elevator and down to the lobby. I text Marty, I am here he said. I walked out to meet him, and he said, sorry I was late. I had to make some more arrangements for your date tonight. I sat there with cum inside me knowing that three guys had filled me with four loads. When we got home Marty said, you will be spending the night on your date. You should pack a bag bro. I thought really, but I went up and packed a bag and got out of my clothes and showered and cleaned out. I got rock hard in the shower thinking about the hot ginger and him calling me a whore. I also tried to imagine what the other guy looked like; I wish I had been able to see him too. I rubbed one out in the shower, I could not help it. Once I was showered and clean, I got dressed and in nice clothes and packed the tight stuff that Marty purchased for me. Marty came in and said, you look nice, but you are a little over dressed. He handed me a tight pair of pants that showed every inch of my ass and my bulge and a see-through shirt. He grabbed my junk and said, you look huge with your cock ring on. You look hot, he is going to really like you. He is sending an uber for you, I was starting to get aroused and excited. It was almost five and we went downstairs, and he had me go out the back door where there were no cameras and out the garage. The uber was not long and I entered, the driver was middle eastern and attractive. He kept staring at me and rubbing his crotch. He pulled over ten blocks away from my house in a warehouse district and got out, opened my door and then presented me with big beautiful brown dick. I sucked his hot cock for ten minutes and he shot in my mouth. I swallowed him, he closed the door and got in front and drove off without a word. When we pulled up to our destination he stopped, handed me a card with his number on it and said, text me when you want me to cum in your ass. I kind of wanted to give him my ass now. I got out and he did too, he felt my ass, leaned down and kissed me and said, text me. I said, I will.

After fucking his second load in me, Gary laid down on top of me his softening cock slipped out, our sweat soaked chest meshing together, I could feel his heart beating against my chest. I realized I felt something new, something I haven’t felt with other fuck buddies; not sure if it was love, infatuation, horniness or a combination of them but I wrapped my legs around his and my arms around his torso, I gave him a hug then I lightly stroked his back. After a few minutes his breathing became shallow and regular, he had fallen asleep. I gave the top of his had a soft kiss and I too dozed off, relaxed and at peace. I’m not sure how long we slept but I felt Gary still in me, he sat up a bit, his arms folded under him pushing up slightly, he looked down at me, smiled then reached down and kissed me. I thought about telling him what I was feeling then he said “That was an amazing fuck and you didn’t even flinch when you saw my tats, you just let me dump my gift in you, knowing I’m toxic.” I felt his cock stirring, he pulled out, sat up, straddled my chest bringing his cock to my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked him to hardness, cleaning my ass and his cum off his dick. He started thrusting into my mouth pushing ever deeper into my throat. I looked up at him surrendering myself to his every desire; he looked down at me like a god would a lesser being: superior, dominate. He continued to skull fuck me, he started picking up the pace then pulled out and started jacking is cock after a couple of strokes he said open up, I opened my mouth he put his cock just on my lips and blew his load on in my mouth. He said to not swallow it yet, he kept jacking until he was spent, then told me to gulp it down, which I did. Gary rolled off me, said we needed to get cleaned up and head to the reunion. The reunion was boring as fuck, yeah we got to see some old acquaintances but for the most part it was the same people in the same clicks: jocks and cheerleaders, band members, cowboys, a few stoners and us nerds; me, Gary, Tony and Mike with their wives (totally shocked here) and then there was Jeffrey. Jeffrey was in ROTC, a nerd and if you watched him for 10 seconds he screamed GAY, I mean he fit every stereotype of a gay guy. Jeffrey hadn’t changed much in 10 years; 5’10” 140 pounds, he still had military cut black hair, brown eyes, tall thin forehead, slightly pockmarked face, gangly. Tony and Mike and their wives left our little nerd group and made their way across the room. Gary, Jeffrey and I not sure what to do, so we just stood there looking around like a bunch of misfit nerds. Oh how some things haven’t changed in 10 years. We had been there just over an hour, which felt like ten, when Gary said “this is boring as shit, let’s go back to my place” which sounded just fine by me, so we headed for the door, Jeffrey followed. I turned around to look at Jeffrey when Gary whispered to me I would enjoy having Jeffrey there. I gave Gary a quizzical look, he gave me a shit eating grin. I wasn’t sure how to take it. We got back to Gary’s place; he said to make ourselves comfortable while he makes some drinks. Jeffrey kicks off his shoes and strips down to his boxers and t-shirt, I stripped to my boxers and sit on the couch next to him. He starts the DVD, playing gay porn, starts rubbing his crotch getting his cock hard. He looks at me and pulls the waistband over his dick, it is about 7”, very straight no curve at all and a big mushroom head. He is slowly stroking it and with his left hand grabs the back of my head and pulls me down to it. I take it in my mouth and start sucking it, he started leaking precum which I licked up and swallowed, I took what I could down my throat but the head was cutting off my airway. I pulled back took a deep breath and took it all the way until my nose was in his pubes, then sucked deeply. I pulled off slightly took another breath and took him all the way again. I did this a several more times before he pulled me off and removed his boxers. I got on the floor between his legs and started sucking him again. He bent over me, I felt hands squeezing my ass and rubbing my hole. I felt another pair of hands on my ass. Gary slid his finger in me, started finger fucking me, I felt a sharp pain like he scratched me which caused me to take in a sharp breath. Gary resumed finger fucking me, then I felt it again another sharp pain. I felt Gary apply some lube to my ass then felt his cock pushing hard begging for entrance. His cock popped in, it felt great having cock in my mouth and ass. After a few minutes Jeffrey said “lets switch”, Gary pulls out of my ass and Jeffrey pushes in. Son of a bitch it hurt, that big head really stretched me; Jeffrey kept pushing until he bottomed out then started a slow fuck. Gary got in front of me, I started sucking his cock, I noticed the taste of my ass, lube and something else, a coppery taste . . . blood? Jeffrey kept slow fuck going then pulled out and I felt something else being push in my ass. It wasn’t cock or finger, it felt weird,I felt a scraping on my ass walls, it didn’t hurt. Jeffrey kept it at it for a little bit then pulled the tooth brush out, said “oh yeah, all roughed up and ready for my poz babies to invade you”, he handed it to Gary who showed it to me, it was red from blood. Jeffrey suddenly rammed his cock home up my ass and started FUCKING me, slamming home really hard, jamming his dick into my second hole, the fat head pushing and expanding my guts. I felt sweat fall on my back, Jeffrey kept up the frantic pace until he jammed into me with a loud grunt “oh fuck I’m cumming deep up your cunt, dumping my poz, my toxic load seeping into your body converting you”. He bent over me and bit the shit out of my neck. Gary pulled me off his dick, Jeffrey pulled out, Gary pushed in fucking like crazy until he dropped his load in me. I sucked Jeffrey’s cock clean, tasting my ass and blood, he grabbed a handful of hair, snapped my head back, spit on me, and said that was the first of many hot toxic loads from him. Gary smacked my ass hard and said I was going to get pozzed this weekend.

I think it all depends. I've been with married, bi, and straight guys. And of course I've been with gay guys. It all varies. Sometimes bi or married are in a rush. They just want to fuck you and cum. Sometimes they can be real verbal and aggressive and it does feel pretty fucking good. But then they're done and that's it. I've known some gay tops to be like that too. I think it depends more on the type of guy rather than married, bi, or gay. And depends on what you and they are looking for. I've had the hottest fucks from guys who jackhammer away and fuck and breed aggressively and fast. And I've had some that were just okay. And then i've had long sessions with tops (mostly gay) where I don't want it to end and do whatever I can from keeping it from ending (and so do they) and want my hole pounded for hours and to be sore, raw, and filled with cum. I used to be against bi, married, and straight but a man's a man. Still has a dick and still gets off. It all depends on the guy I'm sure.

I have met bottoms who just insist on every top that they hook up with wear a condom. But sometimes I get the bottom to give in to my bb breeding needs when I deliberately take too long to cum. I am sorry. If the bottom has a very beefy bubble ass, I gotta seed it. I won't negotiate that at all with him. I do run into some cases when the bottom, who wants to get me off, takes the condom off and tells me not to cum in his ass. Now what top in his right mind can honestly say that he can pull out of a good beefy ass when he is at that moment? For me I just nutt in him anyway, but pull out to let the remaining droplets spill on his ass cheecks.

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.

My head hurts. I don't know why I have migraines on Sundays, but it happens about every other week, hangover probably isn't helping. I guess I fell asleep on the couch again, slept wrong, so groggy, so sore. Well, I went out last night and I guess I drank too much, I don't remember how I got home, but I'm glad I got home safe. I need to get up and move, take a piss. I noticed I fell asleep with my contacts in, it always takes a couple minutes before my eyes get a chance to reopen. I started moving my eyes while they're still closed, I started to run my hands down my face and a sharp pinch jolted me when my palm pressed on my nose. Did I get punched? I gingerly started feeling my nose. The pain made my eyes start to water so I can try looking, no bruising or blood, but I saw something silvery out of the corner of my eye. I knew something had happened. I started to roll out of the couch, my body was aching all over, my legs were a bit wobbly. I needed to get to the bathroom to see what had happened. As I was starting to straighten up, my chest and back started to itch as I slogged to the bathroom. I turned the corner and was stunned. It wasn't me in the mirror. There was this punk version of me. I saw a mostly shaved head, except for a dark red Mohawk. The shine below my nose was a thick nose ring and matching rings in my earlobes. Then it dawned on me, the itching, the soreness. Quickly I peeled off my tee shirt, and a sharp snag on my chest made me recoil in pain. After a second I was able to see the cause: my right nipple was now pierced too and a large tattoo encircled it. It took me a moment to recognize it- a biohazard symbol. I panicked, realizing my back itched too, I spun around and contorted to try seeing what was behind me. In the mirror, it was an even larger and colorful tattoo, a biohazard symbol with the word 'POZ' above it and 'whore' below it. I stood there breathless. A lot happened last night, more than just getting drunk and blacking out. The pressure in my bladder reminded me I had to piss again. I unzipped my jeans and reached to displace my briefs... I felt leather. I let my jeans drop to the floor. I was wearing a leather jock strap. I shook my head in disbelief. I still needed to pee so I pulled down the jock pouch, started to relax to urinate and then I felt some other new pressure coming from my asshole. As I stood there urinating in the toilet, I spread my legs a little and reached back with my left hand to feel the base of a butt plug. This wasn't a good sign. I pulled the jock strap all the way off and squatted down. I had to get this plug out of me. I beared down and the rubber plug started moving, and I gently pulled on it with a free hand. It got to the point that it just snapped out of me. The sudden release made my cock jump and spurt out some precum onto the leather jockstrap I just peeled off and dropped on the floor. I picked up the plug and looked at it- it was covered in thickened lightly pinkish goo. I stood back up in disbelief, dropped the plug in the sink and walked away. My hole started to clench back up and my cock was at full attention. Between my hole feeling empty and used to the plug that was inside me and a case of morning wood, I had to rub a load out, so I walked back to the living room to put some porn. I threw in my favorite gangbang flick and plopped back on the couch. As the video started loading up, I saw new dvd case on my coffee table, it had a hand-drawn biohazard sign in sharpie on it. Curious, I picked it up and opened up the case, and found a folded paper note in it. It read: "Last night you said you hated the bar whores, mostly because you wish you could be more like them. Your wish was our command. Enjoy ALL of your Gifts!" followed by another biohazard sign.

Curious to hear if you pulled the trigger and started cheating. There’s lots of guys out there who not only don’t care you’re cheating on you BF but where that’s a turn on like me. I’d gladly breed your hole!

i went to a party 2 weeks ago. i made ALL the guys that fucked me wear a condom. They were irritated by this...at first...until i told them that i was going to save all their loads until later. i promised that i'd send them all pictures when i used the loads....7 loads in this tube... Question is...do i use this as a popsicle or as a "suppository"‽! Suggestions, anyone??!!

Tell me more. As a top I love signals! Am I the only one who looks for the contour of the elastic border of the leg openings of briefs or boxer briefs when a guy is wearing form-fitting pants or shorts? (I admit that I get a little bit bored if he appears to be wearing really long, Sears catalogue-style boxer briefs under pants, or if he lets any kind of brief or liner get in the way between a beautiful ass and a pair of tight shorts.)

These are red, yellow and white. i have 4 pairs of this brand in various colors, but they are all in three different colors. i also have a pair that is yellow and sheer i can where when cruising. One Man has pissed in me on two separate occasions after breeding me through a glory hole, not sure if the underwear gave Him the signal, but i loved that He just did it without discussion, just naturally. i think my S curve must be pretty tight because one time when He did it, i was not aware and took three more loads from other Men after. Later, when i was home and finally had to expel (i always want to hold it in and absorb what a Man gives me), piss came out. As soon as i noticed, i clenched and held it longer.

say ooopps and start all over again only deeper . Have just the ass for you

Looks like this one could develop into a hot ride

There are a few sex clubs left here, but not many. There was definitely more activity at video shops and porn shops around the county, even if they weren't marketed as gay. Men would show up with boners who could easily be persuaded 😉

Made a trip to a bigger town last night. Got a hotel room and let a hot poz daddy I'd been chatting with for a while know I was in town and had a room. He came over pretty quickly and we started kissing and losing our clothes pretty fast. He found out pretty quickly that my nips are crazy sensitive so he had me like a bitch in heat in no time. After we rolled around in bed a while and I deepthroated his nice, thick 7.5"+ cock, he laid back while I eased myself down on him. I rode him for a while. We switched to me on my belly with my ass up with him on top of me... Loved feeling him put his weight on me and put his arm around my neck, cutting off circulation and my windpipe just enough to make it clear that he owned me without really hurting me. We also did some missionary where he started fucking me rougher, making it hurt a little bit but also making me see stars with his hard, deep thrusts. He flipped me on my side and continued pounding my hole for a few more minutes before blowing a big load of cum in my ass. Then we spooned and he continued fucking his load deeper into me and playing with my nips until I shot a big load. Great fuck, and I noticed that he fucked me so hard there was some blood on the sheets and pillowcase which just turned me on more. I'm neg and on PrEP and he's undetectable but the [banned word] feeling of knowingly taking my first poz load from a man that's old enough to be my father fucking me rough enough to make me bleed... I was rock hard again pretty soon after. Later in the evening, an older guy I woofed on scruff several hours prior hit me up. I was getting kind of tired but I was still very horny, and after he unlocked his pics and told me he was looking for a hairy ass to fuck, I invited him over. He was in his mid 60s but had a nice solid chest l, just a bit of a gut, nice close cropped beard on a handsome unassuming dad next door face, and a nice dick. Shorter than the first one I took but very very thick. After he arrived, I found out he was a world class kisser. That was a good thing because he was a little slow to get hard enough to fuck. But eventually after a couple of false starts and us having an extended make out session mixed with me worshipping his fat cock for as long as my jaw could handle it, he was able to get his raw hog in my ass, and it was worth the wait. His girth stretching my hole felt great, and after the slow start we fucked all over the bed and other furniture in the room for 2 hours. I couldn't believe this unassuming older dad's endurance. He was fucking me from behind with me kneeling in a chair when he finally blew his load deep in my ass. It was almost 4am by that time, so we cuddled for just a little bit before he left and I went to bed a happy man with a roughed up, stretched, cum filled hole.

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.

Part 11 I untied Colt from the bed and told him to go take a hot shower, he reeked like the filthy pig he was. As he was cleaning himself off, I laid out the clothes I had bought for him, as minimal as they were. I had purchased him a white wife beater, some white basketball shorts, a jockstrap and a pair of flip flops. I wanted as much of my whore on display as I possibly could. And luckily, the weather was still warm enough, a balmy mid 70's. A squeeky clean Colt soon emerged, buck naked, toweling off his dark curls. He looked so sexy with his locked up cock that I couldn't help but walk up to him and kiss him, pinching his nipples as my tongue took control of his mouth. He just groaned and ground his body into mine. Then I told him to get dressed. The outfit did not disappoint! The tank top hugged his muscular frame as did the shorts. He normally would have worn a large, but I picked out a medium pair so that it clung tightly to his round ass and form fitted around his jockstrapped cage providing an ample bulge. The flip flops were the icing on the cake as they showcased his sexy size 14 feet. There was no way a horny trucker would he able to resist this primo stud. I had new clothes as well. Similar, but a little more modest with a t-shirt, baggier shorts and tennis shoes. After all, I wanted all the attention on Colt. I loaded up a pipe and we kicked back on the bed for a few, shot gunning hits and making out, my hands exploring his body. "Are you ready whore?" I eventually asked him. "Let's do this, stud!" He said as he kissed me again and grabbed my crotch. Soon we were in his truck heading over to the truck stop. We strode inside and instantly garnered all kinds of looks, some with just curiosity, but some with that definite look of desire. There were a couple of empty stools at the end of the counter, perfect for observing the whole place. We sat down and quickly ordered some food. Scrambled eggs, fruit and toast. Neither of us were hungry, but we forced ourselves. While we ate, I kept tabs on the guys that seemed to be checking Colt out the most. Halfway through our meal I told Colt to go use the restroom, which happened to be all the way across the diner so he had to walk through the whole place. As he walked away, I noticed a small wet spot in his shorts where some of Habib's cum had leaked out of him. I guess I should have plugged the slut's leaky hole, but the fact that it made him look even sluttier made my dick get instantly rock hard. I made note of three men that watched Colt intently as he walked through the diner. Bingo! Now I just had to figure out a way to let them know my whore was available. I asked the waitress to borrow a pen and wrote on three napkins. "If you're horny, my whore will take care of your needs. Meet us out back in 30 minutes at the black Ford truck with the big tires. Both holes available, no charge!" I folded the notes as Colt walked back from the bathroom. All three men definitely had the look of lust on them. The first guy was easy to pass the note too as he sat just a couple stools down from us. He was a fat guy with long hair wearing a Metallica t-shirt and denim shorts. He read the note and smiled, giving me a nod and showing a few missing teeth. The thought of Colt servicing him made my dick throb a couple times. The next guy was sitting in a booth a few down from us along the window. He had a cap on his bald head and a beard. He was probably in his 40's or so and arms almost as big as Colt's with some tattoos on them. I got up and headed to the bathroom. As I passed his table, I nonchalantly dropped the folded up note and kept walking hoping no one was watching. The third guy was going the be the hardest to get the note to. He was sitting in a booth off the direct path to the restroom. Luckily, I caught his eye and was able to mouth, "Follow me." as I continued my trek. A few moments after I had been standing at a urinal, I noticed him in the one next to me. Without a word I passed him the note. He was about my height, maybe 30ish with one of those wirey builds. You know the type, skinny, but solid and defined. He read the note and smiled. Then he mumbled something that sounded like Russian. Then he said quietly, in a thick accent, "I will be there. I hope your whore likes hard fuck." "He loves it." I whispered back. "The harder the better." The Russian just laughed as I zipped up and walked out. After I had sat back down next to Colt, I looked at the guy in the booth and he gave me a quick thumbs up, I just smiled and nodded back. "Looks like I found you three cocks, slut." I whispered to Colt. "Hot damn! You're the best!" He smiled back at me, his green eyes twinkling. 20 minutes later found us back at his truck, waiting. The Russian was the first to arrive. "We can use trailer. Just unloaded so is empty. More room than cab of truck. He big boy. He take up room. Sergei need room to fuck." "There's a couple more guys joining us." I let him know. "Good." Sergei said, matter of factly. "Sergei like sloppy pussy." He said looking Colt dead in the eyes. I laughed at how he kept referring to himself in the third person. "They go first. Then Sergei fuck." He grabbed Colt's crotch as he said this. "What is that?" He asked. "Is that cage on cock?" "Yup." I replied. "Got the whore locked up, cause it's not about his cock, only yours." I said to the Russian. He just laughed and spit on the ground. "American pig. Come!" He ordered as he started walking toward his truck. "I'll wait here for the other two!" I called after him. Sergei just waved his hand in the air and kept walking, Colt trailing behind him. I watched as Sergei opened the back of a trailer close by and Colt climbed in, the Russian following him. A few minutes later the fat guy strolled up. "Where's he at?" He asked. "He's in the back of that trailer over there, with the red cab. There's gonna be a couple guys joining." "I don't care." Said the fat guy. "I just want to fuckin nut in that ass!" I just laughed as he walked to the rig and climbed in the trailer. It wasn't but a few minutes later that the third guy showed up. After I explained the situation, we walked over to the trailer together. As we rounded the back of the trailer, I smiled as I saw the scene already before me. There was Colt, like the whore he was, on his knees, his face buried in the stomach of the fat guy, slurping away on an average sized cock. The Russian, meanwhile, had pulled Colt's shorts down, fully exposing his hard, round ass, and was fingering his hole while he rubbed Colt's welts with his other hand. "Whore has been fucked a lot, yes?" He asked me. "Fuck yeah, like 30 something cocks since Friday night." I answered him. "Damn." Said the Russian. "I'm impressed. He still want more?" "Hell yeah! As much as I can find for him!" "Oh fuck, that's hot!" Said the fat guy. "I need that ass now! I'm close to nutting!" "No problem." Said Sergei, as he pulled Colt of the cock he was sucking by his hair. Colt's mouth hung open and he looked disappointed that he wasn't going to get to swallow the load. His look of disappointment turned to one of surprise as Sergei planted one of his booted feet on the back of his neck and forced his head to the ground so his ass was sticking up and available. "Go ahead." He instructed the fat guy. "Go ahead and fuck pig!" The fat guy moved right in and stuck in as much as he could get into Colt, given his belly. The bulk of his belly rested on top of Colt's hard, round buttocks, and slapping sounds reverberated through the trailer as his large, flabby thighs made contact with Colt's thick, solid ones. "You like, American pig?" Asked the Russian to Colt. "You like having a fat man fucking your pussy?" "Oh God yes!" Croaked Colt, his throat still under the weight of the Russian's boots. "Give it to me please!" "Fucking pig!" Snarled Sergei. Then he spewed forth some stuff in Russian as he spit on Colt's face two times, landing big globs of saliva on Colt's cheeks. It ran into his open mouth as the fat guy started trembling. "Oh God!" He cried out. "I'm gonna fucking nut! Gonna blow in this hot ass!" He grabbed onto Colt's hips as his whole body shook, literally like jelly, as he unloaded what was probably a huge load into my man. The Russian smiled a cold smile, his ice blue eyes glinting as he spit on Colt yet again. The fat guy pulled out and I got a glimpse of Colt's freshly fucked hole as yet another anonymous load dripped out of it. I didn't get to look long as the tattooed trucker quickly moved in. He didn't even unbuckled his pants, he just sported a nice veiny 8 inch dick sticking out of the fly of his jeans, topped with a fat p.a. He grabbed Colt's ankles and pulled him flat, the using his knees, he pushed Colt's apart. He climbed into place on top of Colt and just slammed himself into the teen beneath him. Colt let out a long groan as the trucker buried himself balls deep. Sergei just spewed some more Russian and spit on Colt yet again. The trucker wasted no time and planted his hands above Colt's shoulders and started plowing away. He pounded Colt's ass like there was no tomorrow, letting out little grunts with each forceful thrust. Colt grunted in turn as well each time the piercing punched his prostate deep inside. "Da." Sergei purred. "That is good pig. Good pig who knows place." He removed his boot from Colt's neck and knelt down next to his head. He grabbed a handful of Colt's curls in his hand and yanked his head up. Colt's mouth hung open and he panted with each grunt from the thrust of the tattooed trucker. Sergei's ice blue eyes bore into his emerald green ones. "Grunt like pig, American whore." He snarled. "Show Sergei what you really are. Grunt like piggy!" Colt started grunting, somewhat to my amazement. He grunted and snorted each time the trucker pounded him. "Louder pig!" Sergei demanded. "I want to really hear it!" Colt started snorting louder, never taking his eyes off of Sergei's. "That's it pig! Show me what filthy American whore really is!" Sergei egged Colt on as he spit on him again, right between his eyes. "Holy fuck!" Shouted the tattooed trucker. "I'm gonna come in this fucking pig! Oh Jesus. Take it you whore!" He bellowed as he buried himself balls deep in Colt and pumped yet another load into the 18 yo stud. Colt just continued to snort as he stared into Sergei's eyes, accepting the cum into his guts. The trucker pulled out and a possessed Sergei pulled Colt up by his hair. And even though Colt out weighed and out muscled Sergei by quite a bit, the Russian slammed Colt against the side of the trailer like it was nothing. He ripped open his pants to reveal a fat 10 inch cock. He slammed it full force into Colt as he pushed the side of Colt's face against the wall. "Oh God yes, fuck me!" Colt began. Sergei just slammed his face against the trailer side, hard. "You no talk pig. Only grunt!" He commanded Colt. Colt responded by grunting and snorting like a mad man as Sergei pummeled his hole. The tattooed trucker walked over to me, his slimy dick hanging out of his pants. Without a word, I sunk to my knees and took him into my mouth. His cock tasted of cum and ass juice. Colt's ass juice. I had never sucked a cock fresh from Colt's cum hole before, and just the thought of knowing where it had been just moments before made my dick throb harder than it ever has before. It physically hurt, it was so hard as I kneeled there, slurping on the ass covered cock while Sergei pounded my man for all he was worth and Colt snorted like a pig in heat. Eventually, Sergei let out a Bellow and slammed Colt's head against the trailer a few times as he fired his load into the American pig, shouting out in Russian. When he had finally finished, he pulled out and threw Colt onto the trailer floor. He spit one more time on Colt's upturned, cum leaking ass and said, "fucking American pig!"

If a bottom asked me to pull out I would respect their decision, but it'd kill the mood for me and i'd probably just lose my drive and leave. That being said I give a hookup fair warning before we meet where I intend to cum and have yet to have anyone object or change their mind at the time.

You are an amazingly gifted story teller- Thank you from the bottom of my heart; and the entire shaft and head of my fat drooling cock.