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----- Part 4 ----- I woke up when he got out of bed Saturday morning. I gave him a few minutes and stood up, looking over the bed. There was only a small spot on the sheets and then I looked on the rug next to the bed. A large reddish blob marked the spot I dropped the plug the night before. Chuckling to myself I walked into the bathroom. He was sitting on the toilet, with a dazed look on his face. "How ya feeling, Paul?" I asked. "Fuckin sore. I felt you pump a few loads in me but nothin's coming out" he said. "Three loads. Just like the marks on your back. I guess its time to add some more juice to your cunt, then" I replied. He stood up and I looked in the bowl. A small blob of dark pink ooze was floating around. "Hmm, twelve or thirteen hours since your first load, I guess most of it soaked in. It's a good sign. We can stop now if you want. The bug only took three loads to get me and he didn't even plug me up to keep it all in like I did" I said. There was a grin on my face, but it wasn't one of those happy grins. No, it was a dark, evil grin. One hand pushed the lever on the toilet and I used the other to push Paul toward the shower. The water felt good running over my body and once we had each other soaped up I turned him to the wall and grabbed his hands. My cock grew and stiffened as I stood behind him, holding him there. "Kinda rude shitting out my seed there. I didn't expect you to disrespect me like that" I said into his ear. "I'm sorry" Paul said, apologetically. "Don't let it happen again" I said, humping my now hard cock along his crack. Pressing deeper, a few more tries got the head of my cock to snare on his puffy hole. Paul groaned out as my cock drove into his tortured pussy. The only lube he got was the water showering down from above. He whimpered and writhed as my cock pumped in and out of his ass. "This is why you came here, right?" I snarled into his ear, the thrusts getting harder and harder. Among the gasps he was making he muttered "Yes" before pushing his ass back. I laughed to myself. Whatever dark desire made him want to travel across the country to get infected with an incurable bug by his ex, I wasn't going to question. I might have needed this more than him, since I was now starting to embrace my new status. Soon, I was pounding his ass and enjoying every moment. We used to fuck in the shower occasionally, but our roles were reversed then. My grunts got louder than his and then I began flooding his guts again with my seed. We finished the shower and I smiled as I watched him quickly towel off and head towards my bedroom with his ass clenched tight. I gave him a minute and strolled back into the bedroom and tossing on some basketball shorts. The plug was missing from the nightstand and only a small wet spot remained in it's place. I made some breakfast and we sat down in the living room. We talked for a while, catching up on each other's lives since graduation. "I never realized you liked to fuck so much. I know you did a few guys in college, but damn, you're a good top" Paul said. "More than a few. But, you made it pretty clear when we met that you didn't get fucked. I think you let me try once and shut me down after about ten minutes. It didn't matter since I loved getting fucked by you. When I felt like fucking a guy, I'd hunt down one of the thousands of bottoms around campus." Chuckling, I said "I guess your attitude about bottoming hasn't changed much" I replied. Paul looked embarrassed. "Do I suck that bad as a bottom?" he asked a minute later. I didn't want to burst his bubble, but we'd known each other too long to sugar coat it. "Let's just say it's pretty obvious you don't get fucked much" I replied with a grin. Paul nodded sheepishly. "It's not a problem, Paul. Just realize that there are a lot of bottoms out there and some are much better than you. Just do what you enjoy" I said, adding a moment later "But you're still my bottom bitch for the next day." We ended up back in bed a short while later. It was close to the sex we used to have, except I was the top. There was lots of body contact, rubbing, licking and biting. He got drilled on his back, bent over the side of the bed, on all fours, flat on his stomach and against the wall. We went so long I got exhausted and we rolled around groping, sucking and kissing just to give myself a chance to recover. I got him painfully close to shooting his load down my throat but I left him blue balled and dumped my load in his hungry ass instead. My cock was his butt plug for the next hour while we slept again. My stamina wasn't what it used to be and I was sure it was from the new intruder that was attacking my body from within. When I woke, my cock was hard again and I wasn't going to let it go to waste. Paul's nap was rudely ended by my thrusting hips. Unlike our earlier hour and a half fuck fest, I was pumping my third load of the day into his ass only ten minutes later. I added the missing tally marks on his shoulder and grinned. This time, I stuffed the plug back into his weary hole before falling back to sleep. When I woke up a while later, Paul was leaning back on a few pillows surfing on his phone. "Hey sleepyhead. Got any plans for dinner?" he asked. "Not really, I was just going to order a pizza. Why? Are you going to take me out for nice romantic dinner?" I asked, with a big grin. "I doubt I could walk far with this plug up my ass" he said, wiggling his butt on the bed. The expression on his face told me he was still sore and regretted the movement immediately. "Pizza it is. I know a great place that delivers. Whatcha surfing for? A better top?" I asked. "Not hardly. I'm not sure how much more I can take, though. I was looking on a few sites for guys for you. How much longer before you start meds?" he asked. My face twisted and I gave him that "WTF" look. "I dunno, they haven't prescribed anything yet. My next appointment is Wednesday" I replied. "Mmm, cool. Even after you start you won't be undetectable for a while. Here, take a look" Paul said, turning his phone toward me. It was a list of guys on the site that were all in my city. The profile headlines were things like "No loadz refuzed", "+a+", "toxic only" or "needz gifts." "You're fuckin nuts. The only reason we're fucking before I'm undetectable is because it's you. No way I would fuck any other neg guy just to infect him" I said, shaking my head. He had flipped over to another site and came up with another list of guys he was showing me. "See? 23 guys looking for poz loads. A shitload more if you look for the 'dont care' guys. What's the harm in giving guys what they're looking for. Some will probably never actually meet, but some will. You can make those guys really happy" Paul said, looking at me completely serious. A few seconds later he added "I'll send you these links. Create a profile and take a look. Check out the hookup apps too, plenty of chasers there too." Seconds later I got a few texts from Paul and as bad of an idea as I thought it was, he had me creating a profile on one of the sites. He even got me hard and we added a shot of my stiff cock in his abused hole. Five minutes after creating it I already had four guys begging me to breed them. I shook my head again and logged off. "Not sure I can do that" I said. It was almost eight and I heard my stomach growl. My phone was still in my hand, so I opened up the pizza place's site. A brief discussion about toppings and the pie was ordered. "Wonder who's going to deliver tonight?" I said. Paul chuckled. "Why? Do you know them all intimately?" he asked.

Part 31 - Seeking His Prince Max was feeling the cold having spent nearly half an hour standing at the golden gates looking along the driveway to the palace that was just visible through the snow fall, he turned and walked briskly back to be in the warmth of the hotel and his room. Checking his watch it was almost 5pm and getting dark when he sat on the window sofa looking out across the plaza towards the cathedral where people were arriving, a fairly large crowd had gathered despite the cold and snow watching the parade of people. Gradually the snow eased up providing a better view across the plaza, it had completely escaped his mind until he saw the royal cars arriving with their police cavalcade. There exiting the second car was Alex dressed in his royal finery, despite the distance Max could see him so clearly. The red carpet swept one last time from the cathedral entrance and Alex along with the Crown Prince walked inside following the king and queen. Max panicked and quickly grabbed his coat running out of his room and down to the concierge desk. Firing questions at the concierge Max learnt that the service ran for exactly 45 minutes, he put on his new coat and strode across the plaza towards the cathedral. Halfway there he stopped and turned around slowly doing a full circle looking at the entire plaza, even on his last trip here he never really took the time to look at it properly. It was an incredible place with the ornate buildings and cathedral standing proud at one end, behind him his hotel and various other buildings, to his left the residence of the governor premier along the boulevard. He turned to face his right side looking down the other end of the boulevard that lead towards the Balenciaga park and the gold imposing gates standing in front of the palace. A shiver ran up his spine staring at the palace again, the flag flying high above the centre of the building and the large Christmas trees standing either side of the palace entrance looked so magical. He couldn't shake the notion that this was a life he couldn't comprehend, yet it held that one person he had to be with. Facing the cathedral again he slowly walked across the central square passing a group of people enjoying a snow ball fight. He looked up at the cathedral, in his head he asked if he really understood this decision, could it for ever change his life beyond expectations? It still scared him the thought of being locked away behind those gold gates. Maybe he was just being silly, it was worth a shot and if he didn't like it they couldn't keep him there. And what of Alex he thought? Was he still interested after Max walked away, would he even forgive him. Doubts running through his head again as he walked over and approached the crowds either side of cathedral entrance. Max joined the crowd on the left side as it looked a little smaller and he found himself standing next to young family full of Christmas cheer and wrapped up appropriately for the weather. The bells of the cathedral started peeling loudly as the mass ended and marking the real start of the festive season, a loud cheer erupted all around him and Max saw his opportunity to squeeze through managing to get to the front of the barrier. Frantic sweeping of the red carpet in front of him was now taking place to clear the new layer of snow, to the right of them the first royal car came to a stop then the second one behind it. The doors to the cathedral opened and the crowd cheered loudly again as the king and queen appeared and waved, slowly making their way along the red carpet acknowledging the gathered crowd and stopping to chat briefly. Max was being pushed this way and that with people surging to get to the front, his eyes though were on the doors when he saw the crown prince appear adjusting his royal tunic, he seemed to be waiting then glanced back as Alex appeared by his side. The cheer grew louder as the two stunning looking prince's flanked by their protection officers stepped out and began the slow walk to their car stopping to shake hands and thank the crowd for coming out in this weather. Max had never seen him in his role in real life and simply watched admiring him, apart from the familiar looking person he was completely different and so dignified. Max remembered how he thought Alex was some how different when they first met and every thought suddenly clicked in to place. Alex was not different he was a prince, that is why he thought there was something more to him in Mauritius. Unfortunately Max's position was near the very end of the walk and they now walked towards their car and he missed the opportunity to get his attention. Alex kept glancing at Alden enjoying the familiar show of the post Christmas mass, both looked genuinely happy as they walked toward their car with Liam mere inches away from Alex at all times. Joining Alden they walked to the open door of their car and Alex glanced to this right smiling and giving a little wave. Max was about to shout but the cheer drowned out Max calling his name and Alex stepped inside the car. Desperate having missed his chance the noise from the crowd suddenly died down as the car door was closed. Max was now so afraid and cold he watched as Liam stood by the car door waiting for it pull away as the protection officers car approached. Max suddenly shouted "Liam!!" he yelled, "Liam! Here!" he repeated waving his hand. Liam glanced unable to recognise the young man with the hat on "Who is that?" Nick asked. "I am not sure" Liam replied and deciding to ignore it. Nick chuckled rubbing his hands to warm them "Something you not telling me?" he asked and Liam laughed. Max shouted his name again "Liam!" then through sheer desperation he shouted, "It's Max!". Liam stared at the person waving "Hang fire Nick" he said glancing at Nick with a concerned look. "I got your back Liam" Nick replied looking around and watching Liam walk over. Max took his hat off as Liam approached him "Thank god!" Max said relieved. "Max?" Liam exclaimed looking at him, "What the hell are you doing here?" he asked. "I made a mistake with A..." Max said shivering as Liam covered his mouth to stop him blurting out his name. "Not here Max!" Liam said glancing around at the dispersing crowd now the royals had left. He removed his hand "Sorry!" Max apologised as snow started falling heavily again. Liam checked no one was near "Come with me" he said guiding Max around the barrier. Max followed him quietly "Get in" Liam said then climbed in behind him. Max stared at Nick who climbed in and sat opposite him "Nick" Nick said holding his hand out. "Max" Max replied shaking it and Nick raised his eyebrow in surprise knowing who he was. Liam sat next to Max "Where are you staying?" he asked closing the door. "There" Max pointed to the hotel on the opposite side of the plaza there he said shivering. "You could have dressed properly" Liam said shaking his head, "This isn't Mauritius!". Max briefly smiled "Seriously you think I thought about the weather in the my madness to come here!" he replied. "I will drop you off at the hotel Max" Liam said instructing the driver. "But what about... you know?" Max asked wondering if his attempt was indeed fruitless. "Slow down Max. I will come and see you 6pm, what room are you in?" Liam asked. The car drove round the plaza to the front of the hotel, the short drive was awkward with Nick staring at him clearly trying to suss Max out. The doorman came hurrying over noticing the car pulling up with the royal insignia on the side it also caused a few heads to turn in excitement. "Go and warm up Max and I will come and see you" Liam said as the door opened. Max looked at him "Should I have come?" he asked stepping out of the car and Liam nodded. Max peered back in the car "Liam thank you, I owe you" he said as Nick looked on. "Dam right you will owe me!" Liam replied, "Oh and Max. It is really good to see you here" he said genuinely. The door closed "So that is the famous Max?" Nick asked looking at Liam. "Yes, no idea what he is doing here" Liam replied, "Hopefully he has come to his senses". Nick nodded as he watched Max going in to the hotel "Pretty hot guy" he remarked quietly. Liam chuckled "Hands off! And not a word to anyone that he is here" he pleaded and Nick nodded. Max felt some relief that he had made contact even though it was Liam, he knew how close to Alex he was. He paced up and down in his room for an hour having warmed up and beginning to feel his face again from the cold, at 6pm on the dot there was a knock at his door. Liam had walked in and announced he was off to collect Josh and was already gone by the time Marty arrived far too early for the party Alex was throwing. He was taking it as an opportunity just to sit and chat to Alex since they very rarely actually sat and talked. Alex's day was going really good and his mood was so upbeat it was worrying Marty who sat on the sofa. Artem was bustling around on the phone making sure the kitchen had the correct pizza toppings Alex wanted. Tonight was going to be a hair down and chill out evening of food, drink and casual conversation. It was Alex's way of thanking those close to him for being there during a difficult year, they had been patient whilst Alex went through the turmoil of the last few months. It was plain to see that no awkwardness existed around his circle of confidents and sexual partners over the year, in fact Marty was the one person Alex had more sexual attraction to and vice versa. Marty enjoyed sex, there was no question there but he was also very picky about who with. In one of their conversations he let slip that he wanted an equal, a passionate man that could keep up with his stamina and drive in the bed. That and his thing for dark haired men had Alex questioning why him and Francis, Marty though put it simply that it was sex with people he connected with first and foremost and a trust element. It was after that conversation in particular that Marty and he had formed a very close friendship as well. Artem left them alone to go and change and Alex sat down next to Marty. Liam moved swiftly through the passage ways coming out in the east wing standing in front of two footmen guarding the doors to the monarchs apartments. He spoke quickly and the senior footman nodded and disappeared inside. Returning almost immediately Liam was allowed to enter. "Liam, this is a surprise" the king said sitting on the sofa with the queen enjoying a cup of tea. "Your majesties" Liam said bowing his head, "Max is here in Monrovia" he spoke quickly. "Max?" the queen responded looking up at him, "The one from London?" she asked for clarity and Liam nodded. The king stood up "Here?" he questioned, "Do what you must Liam" he said immediately. Liam nodded "He has come for Prince Alexander" he said informing them both. "Good, I will start the protocol in motion" the king replied, "How is the prince taking it?". "Ah!" Liam exclaimed, "He doesn't know Max is here yet, I am going to see him at his hotel now". "Well we trust Alex's judgement" then queen added, "Liam what is your impression of him?". "Completely nervous if you ask me, he had no idea who the prince is. But he is very genuine your majesty" Liam replied. "Very well. Make sure you get him cleared at the gate he may stay if needed" the queen advised. "Your majesties Max really has no idea what is ahead of him being with the prince" Liam explained. The king stopped before picking up the phone "Liam, can you brief Max on what to expect?" he asked. "Of course your majesty. I have been preparing for this" Liam replied bowing to them both. "Thank you Liam. The governor is ready for this call so it will happen quickly" the king added. Liam walked backwards exiting their apartment, he had never expected the king and queen to react so quickly. He could see the concern on their faces and it was clear how they wanted to open the way easily for Max and their son. Back in the passage way he meandered along the corridors and down the stairs until he was in the garage. Setting off he stopped at the gate house pre-warning them before driving out of the palace gates. "You look tired" Alex said laughing and flopping on the sofa next to Marty. Marty grinned "You try keeping up with Tom, man he is outdoing me. I can't keep up" he replied. "And there was me thinking you were a sex maniac!" Alex remarked laughing. "You haven't been down to see me. How are you?" Marty asked and quickly kissing Alex. Alex shrugged "Okay" he said sitting back cuddling up next to him, "Gets busy this time of year". Marty slowly nodded "And this Josh guy, are you fucking with him?" he asked. "No" Alex replied glancing at him, "Despite what the press say there is nothing going on". Marty grinned "From the pictures he looks dam sexy" he said stroking Alex's head. Alex smiled "Liam has gone to bring him here so you will meet him later" he replied looking up. Marty grinned and nodded "You still hung up on that idiot from London?" he now asked. Alex shook his head "No, maybe" he replied, "Hell I don't know. Yes I am, I can't get over him". Marty nodded "Maybe I should take you out on the town, find you a man" he said. "Nah" Alex replied looking at him, "Not after Greenacres, I am swerving clear of men now". "Yeah you don't do things by half" Marty said, "So what about that dick of a prince?" he asked. "Blacklisted from entering Monrovia" Alex informed him. "Good" Marty said in quiet satisfaction, "I was ready for round two with him". Alex held Marty's hand "Really, thank you for standing up for me that night, I owe you" he said. Marty chuckled "No you don't, you paid me back plenty of times with your arse". Francis came bursting in to the lounge carrying a crate of beers "Whose ready to partyyyy!". Alex and Marty laughed jumping up from the sofa to help Francis struggling to retain his balance and laughing hard. Tom walked in behind Francis a little nervously and dressed all casual for his first party with the prince but his face changed and lighted up seeing Marty there already. Marty turned and smiled then swooned over to Tom "Hello my sexy fucker!" he said kissing him. Francis stood there looking at Marty "Hey!" he said, "I am here as well!". Marty stopped kissing Tom who looked embarrassed "Your damaged goods now" he told Francis winking. Francis laughed and kissed him "Great to see you Marty" he said but rubbing Tom's arse. "Hands off!" Marty said swiping Francis's hand away from Tom, "You have a man" he reminded him The four of them sat on the floor laughing and joking and quickly Tom felt at ease sitting between Marty's legs. Alex ever the thoughtful one didn't make any comment about Tom and Marty, although he was looking on Tom in a completely different light knowing he was not such an innocent 19 year old now. Alex had a little laugh to himself remembering Tom standing their partly naked at Greenacres when he was offered the job. Max walked nervously to the door and opened it to find Liam standing there, he did a quick glance to see if he had brought Alex with him but he was alone. He invited Liam inside and closed the door watching as Liam walked over to the window looking across the plaza and took his coat off. "Funny I never get to see the plaza from this view" Liam said then turned to face Max. Max stared at him unsure what was about to happen "Did you speak to him?" he asked. "No" Liam replied, "Sit down Max" he said instructing Max. Max sat and looked at him "Does he know I am here?" he asked anxiously. "Not yet. Max I must ask, what are you doing here?" Liam asked without beating around the bush. Max looked down at his hands "Answer me honestly Liam, did I make a mistake?". Liam nodded "Yes and not just because I look out for him" he replied sitting next to him, "He is crazily in love with you". Max nodded "I can't get him out of my head Liam" he said nervously, "But who he is scares me". Liam smiled "Max it may seen weird but I am glad it does" he replied. "Why?" Max asked looking confused and facing Liam. "If it didn't then it would be clear you knew who he was from the start" Liam explained. Max nodded "Royal life is not a walk in the park Max I can tell you" Liam informed him. Max looked at him "That is the problem, would we ever be alone just the two of us?" he asked. "Of course but you must understand in his position Artem and I are around" Liam said. Max nodded still unsure and looking pensive "It is a good life Max, busy but good" Liam added. "I see the press articles, every move he makes" Max said, "Is that Josh serious?" he asked. Liam chuckled "Max you need to learn not to trust everything you read" he said honestly. "So there is nothing going on then?" Max asked and Liam shook his head, "Phew!". "You never answered my question Max, what are you doing here?" Liam asked looking at him seriously. Max twiddled his fingers nervously "I think you know why I am here" he replied looking afraid. Liam nodded going in to major speech mode "Max you understand that what and who Alex is was not his choice, it is his birth right and his upbringing has always centred around him being royalty. He has lead a privileged life that some people can only imagine, I am not saying he is spoilt in fact it is the opposite. His parents kept him and his brother grounded and to be respectful of others not matter who they are in life. Who you got to know in Mauritius was a young man who was neither a prince or royal for two weeks, you know the real Alex and that is something only a few people very close to him have ever seen. There was never any plan to deceive you. He wanted two weeks where he was Alex, plain and simple. He never thought he would fall in love during that time and we have had to deal with months of his anguish over you. He told me that the way you got so nervous asking him to go on that dinner date was when he fell in love with you. He knew it was not down to who he was but how you saw and go to know". Liam paused and looked at Max who was listening so diligently so he carried on "People will always be around him due to his status, assisting him, serving him and protecting him. Alex was very unhappy earlier this year and almost turned his back on his identity in a desperate bid to lead a normal life, even if he did he would never be able to escape his title or family unless he moved far away. That is how we ended up in Mauritius, to give him some breathing space. You may see the happy prince in photographs but I what I know is different and I believe you are the only one who can fix this, you are the one he loves and he can't move on from that". Liam walked across the room and turned to Max "If you have come to play games with him I will not hesitate to intervene and remove you from the picture one way or another for ever!". Max sat there looking at Liam, his last sentence was indeed a very clear threat that did nothing to quell his nerves. In that one sentence Max could see just how devoted Liam was to Alex, in fact he thought it bordered on love and that he would go to any length to protect the prince. He was unable to speak trying to take every thing in that Liam was saying. Max nodded "I am not here to hurt him" he said softly, "I love him Liam" he replied, "I have come to find him". Liam sat next to Max and smiled before going in to another speech "This is how it goes Max, I will get you in to the palace to meet with Alex. It will not end there so you need to be prepared for what lies ahead for not just you but your family and close friends. First you will have to meet with the king alone, Alex cannot be present during that first meeting. The king and queen will then see you both together and only after that will the king formally approach the Royal Chamber Council seeking approval. During all of this your background will be thoroughly checked out to make sure you are suitable and that includes your family. Then the council will vote if the union is acceptable before any formal confirmation is given at your meeting with the governor premier then and only then does it become official". Liam stopped talking and was facing a rather shocked looking Max, "I think I have got it right" Liam said scratching his head. "Is this all normal?" Max asked trying to remember everything Liam had told him. "Yes, that is the correct protocol going in to a relationship with royalty here" Liam replied. "Shit!" Max said shaking his head, "What have I let myself in for?" he asked. Liam chuckled "It sounds worse than it is and I have a feeling this will happen quickly Max". Liam stood up "The king and queen know what happened in London" he said. Max looked up at him "I came back the following morning but you had all gone" he said sadly. Liam looked surprised at this "The king flew over that night and took Alex back early morning". Max walked over to where Liam stood "Guess I am already in their bad books" he remarked. "No" Liam replied quickly, "Far from it Max, they have granted you access to the palace". Max looked at him "They know I am here then?" he asked. Liam nodded "Yes, hence why I have given you a quick briefing of what to expect in the next few days". Max looked out the window "What if he turns me down?" he asked watching the snow falling. "Then you leave, simple as that" Liam replied quite abruptly, "His welfare is my responsibility". Max nodded and Liam looked at him "What changed Max. I mean you flew out here?" Liam asked. "My mother" Max replied, "She told me when you love someone you have to adapt your life". "Sound advice" Liam said, "Your life will change Max, that much is for sure". Max nodded "I sort of know it will as long as he still wants me". Liam stood "Get your coat on, I have to collect Josh before going back to the palace" he said. Max stood "Am I coming with you then?" he asked taken by surprise. "Yes" Liam replied, "Bring your passport as security will need to check it" he advised Max. "Okay" Max replied heading to the wardrobe and retrieving it from the safe. "Max, you are about to step in to his world, I need you to be very sure you want this" Liam said. Max nodded "I love Alex and I have to do this, I want to be with him". Max found Liam to be quite daunting and intimidating at times when he had his royal hat on, nothing like the beach going stud he met in Mauritius, he also knew that this was Liam in his official capacity. He followed on in silence getting in to the BMW and driving across the city to collect Josh. Liam waited for Josh to get inside the car noticing the surprised look on his face finding this strange guy sat there. "Oh! Hello" Josh said sitting down and closing the door. "Josh this is Max" Liam said introducing them and they briefly shook hands. "You a friend of... holy shit, London Max?" Josh asked looking at him carefully. He nodded "I guess you know about me?" Max asked figuring that Alex must have mentioned him. Josh nodded "Yes, not a lot though. Only hear your name mentioned every time with Alex" he replied. Max looked a little embarrassed as Liam told Josh that he must not mention anything to Alex. He completely understood that Alex didn't know Max had arrived unexpectantly today. Max looked at the imposing gates that he had stood outside earlier and watched as they opened and their car entered then turned left to the security building to get clearance. Josh could sense the nerves in Max and leaned in telling him that he almost pissed himself the first time he came to the palace. It was just the icebreaker Max needed to know he was not alone feeling out of place and they quickly started rambling on to each other about what they did. By the time Liam reappeared Josh had persuaded Max to take him to the Monrovia Museum of Art and Culture to tell him about the paintings there and in return Josh would make him a one of a kind shirt. Liam was quite surprised to see them chatting and laughing together so effortlessly. Back in the car they drove the final half mile to the palace rounding the side they dropped down in to the garage underneath. Josh commented that they used the tradesman entrance as they were not royal enough to use the front door which helped ease the nerves Max felt knowing what was above them. Tradesman entrance or not the passageways was a warren of corridors going through several security doors then up several flights of stairs and finally another security door that Liam pressed his finger against the the door clicked open leading in to a very ordinary but stylish lounge and bedroom. "Come on in" Liam said, "This is where I live, across from Alex" he informed Max. Max shook his head "I am so disorientated" he stated. Liam laughed "That is whole point of the passageways, don't worry you get use to it" he said. Liam looked outside in to the hallway "Josh you go in and tell him I will be along in a minute". Josh nodded "Mums the word" he said winking at Max. Max was torn between excitement and feeling sick right now "I hope this goes well" he said. Liam smiled "Wait here and I will send Alex to you" he said standing at the door. Liam watched as Josh knocked entering the lounge where Alex came running over "Josh you came" he said. "Of course your highness" Josh said bowing and following protocol then kissing Alex on the cheek. "And Liam?" Alex asked looking out in to the hallway. "He will be here shortly after he has changed" Josh replied. Alex took Josh around the room for a quick introduction. It didn't take anyone intelligent to suddenly see the way Marty looked at Josh, being completely struck by how good looking and just up his street Josh was in person. Josh felt it immediately staring in to those eyes but he was also guarded about such instincts, all he could see was that this was one sexy looking guy he thought trying to retain some dignity in the presence of royalty. Alex fetched Josh a beer and Liam arrived casually biding a few minutes he went straight over to chat to Josh before he walked back over to Alex. "Alex, there is a special present in my room for you" Liam said quietly in his ear. Alex grinned "Why didn't you bring it with you?" he asked keeping his voice low. Liam chuckled "You need to go and see it for yourself" he said guiding Alex to the door. "How will I know, is it on the bed?" Alex asked. Liam smiled "You will see it clearly enough" he replied without giving anything away. "But it is not Christmas yet!" Alex complained trying to stop Liam guiding him. Liam pushed him "It won't keep until Christmas, you need to see it now" he replied. Alex stood in the hallway for a moment then crossed over to Liam's door. Inside Max stood behind the door waiting hearing Alex complaining to Liam, Max was almost bottling it and anxious with worry how Alex was going to react to him being here. The door opened and Alex strode in looking around briefly then disappearing in to the bedroom. Max closed the door and stood in the middle of the room waiting patiently. Stupid idiot he heard Alex moan walking back in to the lounge. For a moment Alex stared at the person standing in the lounge confused and very bewildered. His eyes taking in the sight slowly, his head computing it was Max standing there yet he was in the wrong place and he was not or even ever expecting to see him. The shock of seeing him had completely stumped Alex as he stood staring with his mouth slightly open, he didn't know what to make of Max standing there looking at him. He couldn't find the words or actions remembering Max walking away in London.

Part 12 - Friends, partners and cheaters Although I was not always faithful to my long term partner, I did always try to avoid shagging any of his close friends - it was something that just didn't feel right. I was, however, always very tempted by his friend Joe, who was one of his closest friends. Joe lived in the north-east of England and would quite often come down to London to stay with us and now and then we would go up and stay with Joe for a few days. He and my partner had been at uni together and had stayed good friends. Joe was quite small and chunky and I always thought he had a fit body and really great arse. I liked Joe a lot and got on well with him and he would quite often flirt with me, especially when my partner wasn't around, and, enjoyable as this was, neither of us ever took it any further. We had come close a couple of times though. One Saturday afternoon when Joe was staying with us and my partner was at work the two of us went out for lunch and Joe had a few drinks with his meal. When we came back we were watching a film and Joe commented on how attractive one of the guys in the film was and I agreed. We started talking about other guys we found attractive and I could see that Joe, like me, was getting a bit turned on. We were sitting quite close to each other and a few minutes later we were kissing and feeling each other up. It was really horny being kissed by Joe and as he put his hand on the front of my trousers, my hand felt his cock pushing against his trackie bottoms. We kissed for a while and then we both broke away. We looked at each other and then Joe got up. I was really turned on now, and I knew that Joe was too, not least because I could clearly see what looked like a very impressive cock sticking up at the front of his trousers. It was Joe who spoke first. "We can't," he said. Horny as I was, I knew he was right, and I nodded. Joe decided to go out for a walk and when he came back, we didn't refer to what had happened. When my partner came in from work we carried on totally as normal. It was about a year later when my partner and I were staying with Joe for a few days before Christmas. We had all gone to bed and I was finding it hard to get to sleep. After a while I decided to get up and get myself a cold drink. I pulled on a pair of pants and a T shirt and made my way quietly to the kitchen. In doing so, I disturbed Joe's cat who appeared in the hallway and started to meow. A few minutes later, Joe appeared, looking sleepy. He too was wearing just a T shirt and a pair of pants and I could see the outline of his cock, which looked as if it was semi hard. Joe saw me looking and his cock grew visibly in his pants. We looked at each other and them listened for a moment. The cat was quiet now and there was no sound from the bedroom I was sharing with my partner. Joe pulled me into the bathroom and within seconds we were kissing. Kissing Joe was just as horny as it had been before, and this time I knew we weren't going to stop. I could feel Joe's hard cock pushing against me and soon my hand was in his pants and then his pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. Joe sighed as I began to suck his cock and it seemed to grow bigger and harder in my mouth as I sucked him. Joe's hand was down the back of my pants now and his finger found my hole. I kept sucking him as he wet his finger and pushed it into my arse hole. I sucked him even harder as he fingered my arse and seconds later I was bent over the sink as Joe pushed the head of his cock against my hole. "Are you ok without a condom?" he whispered and I nodded. I could feel the head of his wet cock pushing into my hole and I bent forward as he pushed up me and began to fuck. Joe's cock really filled my arse and I started to wank myself as he fucked me, both of us trying to be as quiet as possible. It was one of the horniest fucks I had ever had and I enjoyed every minute of it. Joe was shafting me really hard now and I could tell he was getting close. He leaned forward and breathed in my ear "Can I cum in you?". I nodded and he began to thrust his cock even harder up my arse and then he put his arms around me and pulled me against him as he pushed right up me and whispered "Oh fuck!" as he began to pump my arse full of cum. When Joe pulled out of me he took hold of my cock and began to wank me and it wasn't long before I shot my load out in front of me. We were both out of breath as we looked at each other and Joe mopped his brow with his T shirt. We listened for a moment, but there was still no sound and a few minutes I slipped quietly back into bed next to my partner, who was still fast asleep. I could feel that Joe had shot a really big load up me. It was not the first time I had laid next to my partner with someone else's load up my arse, but it was the first time it had been dumped there by one of his closest friends. Joe and I talked the next day and agreed that we shouldn't do it again and we never did. When I split with my partner a couple of years later I lost touch with Joe - but it was definitely one of the horniest fucks I ever had. I also tried to avoid fucking around with the partners of my friends for much the same reason - it just didn't feel right. There have been a few occasions, however, when I have broken my own rule and enjoyed it. A couple of years after I had split with my partner, I was up in Glasgow for a few days and on the Friday evening I was out with group of friends for a meal in the centre of Glasgow to celebrate a friend's birthday. One of my other friends, John, was feeling a bit off colour and decided to stay at home. John and his partner, Stuart, lived outside Glasgow and, as I don't drink and was taking my car, I had offered to run them home at the end of the night. When John phoned me to tell me he wasn't coming, he said that Stuart could get a cab home, but I said I was happy to run him home and we arranged that I would come in for a coffee and see John. I didn't know Stuart that well - although he had been with John for a few years I had only met him a few times. He was a good looking guy in his late 20s- slim and dark haired with a really fit arse, which I had always thought filled out his trousers very well. It was a really good evening. I enjoyed the meal and the company and caught up with a few friends I hadn't seen for a while. Stuart was sitting opposite me at the meal. He had come straight from work and was dressed in a very smart shirt and trousers. He told us he had gone for a few drinks with colleagues after work and he also had a few with his meal, and when it came to the end of the evening he admitted he was a bit drunk. As we drove out of the city, Stuart told me he didn't often get drunk and added "It's probably just as well!" I asked him what he meant and he grinned at me and said he sometimes did things he shouldn't when he had too much to drink. We drove on and Stuart asked me if I was enjoying being single or was looking for another relationship and I said I was happy being single for now. Stuart grinned again and asked me if I was having fun. I said I was doing ok and he grinned at me again. "Glad to hear it!" he said. A little later, his hand was on my knee and, as I didn't stop him, he slowly moved it further up until he was feeling my cock through my trousers. I thought about stopping him, but I was really turned on by what Stuart was doing and my cock was hard. He grinned at me again and began to rub my cock as we drove along. We were getting close to where Stuart and John lived and Stuart asked me if I wanted to take a little detour. A short time later, we were parked in a wooded area some way back from the road, my trousers and pants were down and Stuart was sucking my cock. I knew I could have stopped things going this far, but I hadn't wanted to and I was really horny now. Stuart sucked me for a while longer and before long I was getting close. I pulled my cock out his mouth and told him it was my turn. He raised his arse and pulled his pants and trousers down and I took hold of his cock. I wanked him a few times and then went down on him. A short time later, we were out of the car and Stuart was bent over the driver's seat, his smart trousers and white pants were down and his arse was in the air. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hairy hole - something I had wanted to do for some time. His hole was just a little bit funky, but I really didn't care and pushed my tongue right up him. He was moaning softly now as I continued to lick his arse, enjoying every minute of it. He looked over his shoulder. "Fuck me!" he said. I asked if he was sure and he nodded. "I don't have a condom," I said. Stuart looked at me, "I don't care if you don't!" he said with a drunken grin and a few minutes later he was reaching round pulling his cheeks apart as I pushed my cock up his arse. I went up him surprisingly easily and, after giving him a moment to get used to my cock, I began to fuck him. Stuart was wanking and giving satisfied little grunts as I fucked him. "Harder," he moaned, "Do it harder!" He was pushing his arse back against me as I began to fuck him harder and, as I could feel myself starting to get close, I took hold of his hips and fucked him as hard as I could. He was really into it and was urging me to fuck him harder and cum in his arse and, after a while I felt myself starting to cum. I shot what felt like a massive load up him - it felt like I was never going to stop. Stuart was moaning "Oh yeah...fuck yeah!" as I loaded his cheating arse. A short time later I was having a coffee with Stuart and John, who was now feeling a bit better. Fortunately he had no idea that I had just fucked and bred his partner. Stuart and I fucked quite a few times after that, always without a condom and always without his partner being any the wiser. Stuart more or less told me that he was letting other guys fuck him now and then and quite often doing it without a condom. As far as I knew, his partner never found out. A year or two later I had another horny experience with a cheating boyfriend when I was in central London one Saturday afternoon for lunch with some friends. A large group of us met for lunch and then most of us were going to the theatre in the evening. After the meal, we had a few hours to spare before we were due to meet at the theatre. Some of them were going for a drink, but I was feeling horny and decided to slip away and spend a couple of hours at the Vault - always one of my favourite cruise bars - and said I was going to take a walk into town. At the meal, I had been sitting with my good friend Michael, and two of his friends I hadn't met before, who were down from Scotland for the week. One of them, Peter, was a good looking, slim dark haired guy in his late 20s, and his partner, Scott, was a few years older. Scott and Michael were joining the others for a drink and Peter said he was going to take a walk into town as he had not been to London before. I was hoping he wouldn't suggest coming with me, but he seemed quite happy to wander off on his own and soon I was making my way through the town centre towards the Vault. As I got to the street where the Vault is located, I saw a figure up ahead of me and realised it was Peter. He was walking up the street and was clearly looking at the numbers and I guessed he was looking for the Vault. I hung back a bit and watched as Peter arrived outside the Vault, hesitated for a moment, and then went in the door and down the stairs. This was getting interesting. When I entered the Vault, Peter was just handing the basket with his jacket and bag in it over the bar and I heard him order a lager. He hadn't seen me, and I waited until he had gone before going up to the bar myself. I handed over my stuff and got a drink and when I turned round, the first person I saw was Peter. He looked horrified and even in the semi-darkness of the bar I could see that he his face was brick red. I said "Hi." and trying to put him at ease I smiled at him. "It's ok," I said, "I'm not going to say anything." He smiled uneasily and I suggested he come and have a drink with me. He seemed a little more relaxed now but clearly felt he needed to explain himself. He told me he didn't usually cheat on his boyfriend and explained that he had heard that the Vault had gloryholes and he wanted to check them out as he had never experienced a gloryhole before. He said he just wanted to try it and said "I would never do anything.....you know.....unsafe". He lowered his voice as he said the word "unsafe" and I told him he really didn't need to explain anything and assured him again I wouldn't say anything to anyone. "Go suck some cock!" I said and he grinned. The bar was getting a bit busier now as it often did later on a Saturday afternoon and I was soon having some fun in the room with the barrels. I soon lost sight of Peter and assumed that he had found the glory hole cabins. After a while I went for a wander and saw Peter standing outside the glory hole cabins next to a fit looking ginger guy in a baseball cap. Peter grinned at me as I walked past and I grinned back at him. When I came back round again a little later, the gloryhole cabins were all still occupied and Peter and the ginger guy were standing in the recess area next to the cabins. They both had their pants down and they were kissing and wanking each other. I moved back so that Peter couldn't see me and watched as the ginger guy went down on Peter's cock. After a while, they changed places and Peter went down and started sucking the ginger guy. I was just about to move on and leave them to it when the ginger guy said something to Peter and he nodded. Peter then stood up and turned round to face the wall, bending forward and pushing his arse out. They ginger guy took out some lube and fingered some into Peter's arse. This was getting interesting and it got even more interesting as the ginger guy moved in behind Peter. He pulled Peter's cheeks apart, lined up his cock, and pushed it slowly right up him. I heard Peter groan as the ginger guy pushed right up him and began to fuck. Peter's eyes were closed and he was playing with his cock as the ginger guy fucked him. I was really turned on as I watched Peter being fucked bareback - so much for his assurance that he would never do anything unsafe! The ginger guy was fucking him faster now and his breathing was getting heavier and I guessed that he was getting ready to cum up Peter's arse and a few minutes later he thrust his cock hard up Peter's arse and held it there and I knew he was breeding him. The next time I saw Peter he was having a drink at the bar and then I lost sight of him again. I went back to the room with the barrels and watched a slim young blond lad being fucked. The blond lad seemed to be offering his arse to anyone who wanted to do him and I watched a few guys cum in him. I took my turn up his arse for a while but I didn't want to cum yet and pulled out to let an older guy take over. I made my way back to the gloryhole cabins and just as I got there, one of the end cubicles opened and a guy came out. I quickly slipped in and shut the door. I bent down to look through the gloryhole and saw that the occupant of the next cubicle was Peter. He was busy sucking on a cock at the hole on the other side of his cubicle and I saw that he had taken his pants and trousers off and was naked from the waist down. As I watched, Peter stopped sucking the cock and stood up. He turned round and, taking hold of the cock at the hole, he positioned it against his arse and backed on to it. He grunted and bent forward as the guy on the other side of the hole began to fuck him. I stood up as Peter's fingers tapped on the hole and, without giving him any chance to see it was me, pushed my cock through into his mouth. Peter sucked me very well as the guy in the other cubicle fucked him up the arse. I was really turned on by the fact that Peter had no idea he was sucking my cock and even more turned on by the fact that he was being fucked bareback through the gloryhole as he sucked me. I could hear the guy in the next cubicle groaning loudly and I was fairly sure he was unloading in Peter's arse. A minute or two later, Peter stopped sucking me and I looked through the hole just in time to see a cock being pulled back through the other hole. Peter tapped the hole again and as I got up to push my cock through, he turned round and pushed his arse towards me, pulling his cheeks apart and exposing his hairy arse hole which I could see was loaded with cum as he took hold of my cock and backed on to it. I was so turned on by the situation that I found it hard not to shoot my load up Peter as soon as I went up his arse so I waited a moment and then I began to fuck him. I could tell he was sucking on another cock as I fucked him and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I tried to last as long as I could but before too much longer I was shooting my load right up Peter's already cum filled hole. As I pulled my cock back through the hole, I saw Peter backing on to a thick black cock which he had obviously been sucking on as I fucked him. I pulled up my pants and left the cubicle, making way for a fit looking older guy, who I guessed would soon be getting a turn up Peter's arse. I had a drink at the bar and then decided I had better make my way to the theatre to meet the others. As I left the bar, I wondered just how many loads Peter had actually taken up his unprotected, cheating arse. This was, of course, like the other stories in this thread, well before the advent of anything like Prep and, I couldn't help being turned on by the thought of Peter going back to his unsuspecting boyfriend with his arse well and truly loaded with cum. I re-joined my friends in the theatre bar and Peter arrived a little later and joined his unsuspecting partner. I have met Peter a few times since then and he knows that the secret of his trip to the Vault is safe with me. Of course, he doesn't know that I know exactly what he actually got up to in there and to this day he has absolutely no idea that I fucked him! Part 13 to follow

• 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…

There's been a lot of back and forth here about whether ejaculating inside someone who's specifically asked you not to qualifies as "rape". Let's get a few things straight: first, rape has a legal definition (in each state), and I suspect that in most of them, ejaculation has nothing to do with it. For instance, here's the Louisiana statutory definition of rape: A. Rape is the act of anal, oral, or vaginal sexual intercourse with a male or female person committed without the person's lawful consent. B. Emission is not necessary, and any sexual penetration, when the rape involves vaginal or anal intercourse, however slight, is sufficient to complete the crime. C. For purposes of this Subpart, "oral sexual intercourse" means the intentional engaging in any of the following acts with another person: (1) The touching of the anus or genitals of the victim by the offender using the mouth or tongue of the offender. (2) The touching of the anus or genitals of the offender by the victim using the mouth or tongue of the victim. --------- So, assuming the sex itself was consented to, it's not technically "rape" (in this state) if the bottom says "Don't cum in me" and the top does anyway. In fact, I don't think there is (in Louisiana law, again) any criminal statute that would specifically address this behavior. But that doesn't mean it's not, as I say, "rape-adjacent" or some form of sexual assault. It is. If a person gives consent to a particular sex act *under specified conditions* and those conditions are violated, that's wrong. And it's entirely unnecessary. We all know there are plenty of bottom men out there who are perfectly happy to be bred. Anyone who feels the need to violate someone's consent in order to cum in a bottom who clearly and specifically said "Don't" is a first-degree shit of a person. Some of you, undoubtedly, will wear that as a badge of honor. It's not.

This is not so different from my first time. I was fift.een and met this 47 yo online. A few days later I went to his house that was near my school. He said we would just kiss and have fun. 5 minutes later I had his cock down my throat. Then he put me on the bed, laying on my back, and he started rubbing his dick on my hole. I asked for a condom and he used one. But he broke the condom and I only realized it when I felt his cum inside me. I was really scared and never had sex with him again. Now I'm a chaser and I know I lost a huge opportunity. Now I'm 30 and I found him again, but he is in a serious relationship.

I hear you @Assmunch I wanted to savor everything and it’s like a good meal, you savor everything and then are shocked when that last tid bit of delicious morsel is gone. That’s what @losolent has done to us, with each chapter, especially this one, we can’t stop but read and read until we get to the end and just are shocked how much his writing has drawn us but then we are done reading. My god this is so great @losolent and I have to say I am loving Marty’s, Tom’s and Josh’s dynamic. I wonder if Josh is as kinky as Marty and Tom 😉

A few times, I've been with dominant guys and have pretended to be very innocent, making them 'persuade' me to bottom raw on the condition they pull out. Every time, they've held me down at the critical moment, flooded me and said they couldn't control it. Obviously, that is exactly what we both wanted from the start 😉

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.

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

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.

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.

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…

Keep up the great writing losolent!

Absolutely stunning losolent... I think we are all looking forward tot he next part laready!

Face to face at last BUT! Do you have a final twist or two for us @losolent? Can't wait for the next chapter, please don't leave it too long. There are a lot of us invested in this latest story of yours.

that would be a waste of cum, if you are fucking me you better cum as deep in me as possible

I read this way faster than I wanted to. I was hoping to slowly savor the moments, only to find I couldn’t hold myself back. Oh, the things you do to me buddy. Thanks for keeping this going.

Once a bottom has made the decision to bareback with a poz detectable top he is exposed just as if the top came in his breeding hole, pre cum is just as infectious as cum and pre cum gets pumped into a hole the entire time the bottom is being bred it’s being worked into the bottoms blood stream the entire time he’s getting bare backed. so pull out or not it’s the same exposure WELCOME TO THE BROTHER HOOD

** So one event in the following chapter actually happened. The part about the soldier who got booted. That was what happened to my now husband, and it affected him for 20 years until he reconnected with the guys from his unit on Facebook. All that time he was ashamed, and thought all his brothers thought of him as a dirty faggot that didn’t belong with them, only to find out they all loved him and never stopped thinking of him as a brother. They told him that when they found out what the asshole had done to him, they made his life a living hell until command had no choice but to PCS him elsewhere. Many of them had been on the receiving end of my husband’s back rubs, and they weren’t bothered in the least by the news he was gay. My husband’s confidence soared, and it changed him. That’s the power of brotherhood. At the post cafeteria Sleeper, Zeus and I grabbed some food. Zeus of course getting a few stares, from women and men. He was oblivious. Sleeper got a couple. Me, nothing. Not next to those two. I was lucky if they even recognized there was another soldier with them. We sat down at a table away from anyone else. I just came out and asked, keeping my voice low. “Zeus, are you gay?” The big beast looked at me, his stony face unreadable. Then he looked at Sleeper. Still nothing. “Bro, we don’t care if you are.” Sleeper told him. “You’re cool with us. We just need to know, to protect you.” Zeus looked around, gauging who might be nearby. “Yes. I just think about guys, all the time. I can’t stop. ” He said in that deep voice. “And Sleeper. I think about Sleeper a lot. You guys don’t hate me, do you?” It was funny the way he said it, you couldn’t tell if he was worried, or afraid, or doing his laundry. It sounded like he was describing how he made his bed in the morning. Casual tone, inflection. I knew from my time with Kevin that gay dudes could be masculine, real men rather than effeminate sissies like most people thought. And you could count on Zeus to put it bluntly. Zeus didn’t equivocate. He came right out and spoke his mind. I let Sleeper go first. Knowing Zeus was crushing on him meant Sleeper’s response was way more important to Zeus than mine would be. Besides, I’d already kinda told him I didn’t care last week when we had our first talk. “Bro, it’s cool.” Sleeper began. “We love you.” Zeus’ facade crumbled just a touch. “You gotta keep it cool though. No doing what you did today in my bunk. You know they’ll boot you if it gets around.” I was glad that even without talking about it, Sleeper and I were on the same page. Man, I loved my dude. “And if you do want to touch my ass, or anyone else’s, it’s gotta be a game, like what Troll did. But stay away from Puta. Don’t know how he’d take it.” I continued, “And we have to keep the Bravo Brotherhood out of trouble. El Tee doesn’t want any more bad behavior out of us. Zero. We’ve fucked up too many times.” I explained. “No one should know about this, about you. So don’t go around grabbing the guys. Probably best you don’t do any of that. If someone takes offense, it’ll get bad. I heard about a guy on base who gave out too many back rubs. One of the guys he massaged claimed sexual assault. The guy was gone the same day. His unit came back from class and he was cleared out. When they found out what happened they gave the accuser hell until he was transferred out. It didn’t matter they all liked the guy who’d been booted, or whether it was true. They never even got the chance to stick up for him, he was just gone from a single accusation. We don’t want to lose you like that, buddy.” Zeus gave me a look. “What about Wanker?” “Nah, Wanker has bigger problems, trust me. I can’t betray his confidence, but I’ll tell you as far as he’s concerned you were doing HIM a favor.” I answered. “Wanker doesn’t know or think you’re gay. I didn’t tell him anything.” “Wait, what?” My pale muscle buddy cried out, around a mouthful of hamburger. “What about Wanker?” I looked at Zeus, shrugged. “It’s up to you. But I’d tell him. You can trust Sleeper.” Sleeper looked from Zeus, to me, then back to Zeus. “I had sex with Wanker last Saturday.” Zeus said. Again, just picking up the mail. Starting a car. Brushing his teeth. Same tone of voice. I had to learn that skill. You can’t read someone that spoke like that. Plus, it really throws people off to just blurt things out. Sleeper choked a little on his most recent bite. “Excuse me? I think I need a little more info than that, bro.” I liked that he was calling Zeus his bro, now. “Assmunch told me Wanker had a problem, asked me to get him sorted.” Sleeper explained. Sleeper looked at me. “That was your ‘project’ last Saturday before we -“ he caught himself just in time. “Did you fuck Wanker too? Is that why Zeus was guarding the hallway?” he spat out. “ I can tell if you lie to me. You better not lie to me, asshole.” Sleeper looked angry. Shit, this was getting out of my control. I tilted my head back to look at the ceiling and gather my thoughts. “No, buddy, that’s why I sent Zeus in, I wasn’t gonna do it. Didn’t want to do it. And I kinda figured out Zeus needed a little something himself. I was trying to solve everyone’s problems.” I sighed. “You’re fucking DAMN lucky you didn’t, dude. I’ll beat your ass.” Sleeper growled. The threat was real. I saw it in his eyes. Oh. Fuck me. What was that about? “Before you and Assmunch what, Sleeper?” Zeus asked. I cringed. Zeus just throwing shit out there like people casually talked about butt fucking and ass sucking while eating in a cafeteria. In an Army cafeteria. “Huh? Nothing Zeus.” Sleeper dodged, taking his last bite of his second hamburger. “Sounds like—-“ fuck, don’t say it Zeus, leave it. “Like you and Andrew had sex too.” He finished. Zeus already knew about how I tongue polished Sleeper’s crack, and the handjob I got in return. But this question implied he figured out more had gone down last week. He said it out loud. I loved Zeus, but wished for the days he barely spoke. Right out there. ‘I’m going to brush my teeth’ ‘we need resupply.’ ‘You’re fucking your best friend’. I wanted to die. Why was this my life? Fucking bloody rotten hell. I put my head in my hands, waiting for Sleeper to explode. And nothing. Everything became eerily still. No movement, no words. That couldn’t be good. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, steeling myself for the worst. I looked up. Sleeper was just staring at Zeus. Zeus was staring back like he hadn’t said anything wrong. A long, uncomfortable staring. While I willed myself to die. Dying a coward seemed just perfect right about now. I could be buried and on my way to Hell without dealing with this shit show. A full minute passed. Could I make it to Hell in a minute or less? I so wanted to try. Sleeper looked at me. I know I was all shades of red. Then back at Zeus. This could only go one way, and Sleeper was already pissed off about Operation Rebuild Wanker’s Ruined Dirty Donut. Sleeper’s face was blank, unreadable. He was barely breathing. Then my best friend seemed to reach a decision, he finally blinked, picking up a couple French fries from his plate. “Yep”. Was all he said, dipping his fries in ketchup before shoving them in his mouth. “Fuck, Sleeper! Dude!!” I said. “What? It’s Zeus. He’s gay, he gets it. Right bro?” Sleeper shrugged at Zeus, who was grinning. I guess he had a point. And then fuckin’ puppy dog pajamas Zeus appeared. “Are you guys gay too? Did you ask me if I was gay because you want to have sex? I want to have sex with you, especially Sleeper. Putting it in Wanker was okay, but I really like you guys. It would be more fun with you. I like sex now. I never had sex before I put my penis in Wanker, but it was really fun, just like you said, Assmunch. I want to put my penis in you and Sleeper. Can I?” Goddamn. Goddammit ALL to hell. I’m not sure how much more of this blunt open Zeus I could take. I mean, I was happy he was out of his shell with us, but I wondered if the Zeus we all knew was simply the persona he hid behind to cover up being gay, not letting any emotion out, not hanging out for long periods of time, keeping to himself. I felt a little sad that Zeus couldn’t be himself. Fuck this stupid military policy against gays. If guys like Zeus couldn’t serve without crushing their souls, it was fucking bullshit. None of us knew that it would only be a year before Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell became the rule. It still meant keeping quiet about it, but the military wasn’t going to hunt you down like it was now. But I knew one thing: puppy dog pajamas Zeus was one happy puppy, and he had to keep that cute puppy locked up all the time, deep inside. That’s some fucking sad pathetic shit, right there. Sleeper and I looked at each other. I didn’t know what to say. “Let me and Assmunch talk about it, okay Zeus? We’re not gay. We just like doing some stuff to get off. Is that cool?” Sleeper asked. WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING?? “REALLY, Sleeper?” I asked incredulously, taken by complete surprise, and not necessarily pleasantly either. He was okay with this? Sleeper gave me the exact same look as before. “What? It’s ZEUS.” He said again, this time stressing Zeus’ name. Sleeper’s handsome face said ‘who wouldn’t?’ “Yeah, yeah. I get it.“ I said, throwing my head back in my hands. He wasn’t wrong. But this was going to complicate everything. I guess Sleeper was far more sexually fluid than I thought. It shouldn’t surprise me though, one lick of his asshole and he was suddenly all about fucking around and getting off. I wondered if my best friend was holding back on me. I always assumed he was straight. Maybe I was wrong about that. I felt better about stuffing him full of my dick and shooting my load up his ass last week. Maybe I WOULD fuck him again. Just to see if he’d love it as much as getting his fudge dispenser scrubbed out by my tongue. Sleeper was just full of surprises. And my dick attack up his newly christened virgin fuck chute last week didn’t really qualify as a fucking. Nowhere near a Kevin style plundering of every tender rectal tissue I owned, bruised, stretched and slathered with multiple loads of dicksoup, until I literally couldn’t speak. Yeah, I was definitely going to auger out his pretty little dickwarmer until he drooled in senseless ecstasy. “Okay.” Zeus said. “I really do want to have sex with you guys.” Big beautiful handsome dangerous smile. Sigh. So blunt. “Let’s finish eating and get back. I need to talk to the Bravo Brotherhood . And what do you think about asking some of the Charlies to come to our party tonight?” ************************* I gathered the Brothers and let them know Sarge and the Lt were on the warpath after our training excursion and we needed to keep the party low key. We even invited Lamont and a couple of his buddies from the Charlies to party with us, and they fit in well. The highlight of the evening was making Troll ass-chug a beer. Getting the tube inserted into his hairy shitter was half the battle because he wouldn’t relax. We were all laughing so hard at how he squirmed and fought, as if it was the worst thing in the world, whining like a little bitch. I let the fight go on until it seemed everyone had a turn manhandling Troll’s ass before I stepped in, massaged his little tender spot between his tailbone and asshole and the tube slipped right in. One of the tricks in the asshole whisperer trade. Shhhhhh. Keep it to yourself. By that point everyone had lubed his entire crease with enough spit to drown a whore. I was sure they all got a kick out of spitting on the poor guy. Getting him to suck the beer down his hole turned out to be the other half of the battle. A couple of the guys who’d done it before were trying to give him pointers while he knelt on knees and elbows, his shorts bunched up just below his cheeks so no one had to look at his nuts. ‘Just relax, man.’ And ‘suck your stomach in.’ Even the unhelpful but amusing ‘spread your legs more, you uptight cunt.’ He finally finished his beer (took 20 minutes, chug fail) and we all congratulated him on a job well done. We wound things up around 23:30. We could have kept going, but I reminded everyone that we had to be good. Fortunately there wasn’t a lot of grumbling, everyone was worn out having not gotten a lot of sleep the night before. Sleeper and I did cleanup, releasing Troll from bitch duty. I knew that beer had to be sloshing around in his hole still. The alcohol might get absorbed, but the liquid wouldn’t go anywhere until he shit it out. He had to go get friendly with the toilet and shower. Everyone else crashed out. Sleeper and I wanted everyone in deep slumber so we could do our thing. Zeus helped, and Sleeper and I kept exchanging questioning looks during it all. We knew why Zeus was hanging around. “Zeus, why don’t you get the garbage to the dumpsters.” I requested. The giant muscle bound brute gazed at us refusing to move. “Don’t worry, bro. We’ll be here when you get back.” Sleeper soothed him. When Zeus was gone, I turned to Sleeper. “Well? I know you’re thinking about it. Are you sure about this? You know what he wants.” Sleeper pursed his lips, and put his hands on his muscled hips. Every piece of him had muscles. Rotten handsome prick. At some point during the party he’d stripped down to just bikini briefs which didn’t do a whole bunch to cover his big meaty white butt or his burgeoned junk mound. His crack was well exposed at the top, and a good portion of each globe was bared below. It reminded me of the Australian lifeguards with their tiny swimsuits and the back pulled up inside their crack so they wouldn’t chafe their cheeks. It was a good thing Sleeper shaved his bush, because the tiny briefs rode down low from the weight of his cock and balls, causing the thick root of his cock to just peek out. Sleeper loved being naked, and if he couldn’t be naked he wanted to be almost naked. And he never cared who saw. Those underwear were intended to leave as little to the imagination as he could get away with, the fabric so worn and thin I suspected he’d owned them for years. They weren’t tight like a new pair, he’d stretched the elastic so much with his size that it finally just gave up trying to hold back all that hot meat. The spot where his cockhead rested had a fingertip sized hole, the pouch almost transparent. Yeah, those things were on their last leg and Sleeper would probably wear em right up until they collapsed off him, giving out like a tortured prisoner on a medieval rack. Like I said before, he was a confident, arrogant prick. Those underwear dared the guys to make fun of him, were designed to draw attention, barely hold or cover his pussy juicer and boulder sized dumper, encourage sexual thoughts and just generally be a tease. It would have been less sexual and erotic if he were completely naked. Every time he walked risked them slipping off, and far too often one side or the other would sag down his hip where he’d let it remain until a casual tug set it back in place, half an ass cheek smiling out at everyone. That cloth defied physics. And the asshole knew I couldn’t keep my eyes away from the struggle. Which I was caught up in for the hundredth time tonight as my eyes refused to glance away from his strained pouch. “I’m up for it. It should be fun. Are you going to get jealous?” He replied. It was nice of him to think of me, but this was all for him. “You mean like you were when you thought I’d fucked Wanker? Bro, I’m not the jealous type. If you’re having fun, I’m having fun. That’s how this works for me. If you don’t like it, I’m not into it.” I explained. That threw him a little. “I don’t know what that was, bro. I just got angry when I thought you’d fucked him. I guess I didn’t like that what we do might not be special to you. This is all new to me.” Gone was the arrogance, and in its place was a sweet vulnerability. Deep down, Sleeper had the same doubts and uncertainty I had. “It’s new to me too, buddy. And you make it special.” I assured him. I’d never been the top. I’d never eaten a guy’s ass. Kevin fucked the living shit out of me, almost every day. We started just including Carol all the time because he rammed me so brutally, so many times, I’d be too worn out to perform for Carol unless she and I had sex first. And we learned that watching Carol and I play our games first really got Kevin torqued up. I would invariably end up eating my load out of Carol’s asshole or devouring her pussy while Kevin did his best to ruin and wreck my hole with his doorknob thick jizz missile. He’d often milk my nut out of the condom I fucked her pussy with, pouring it over her tits so he could lick it up and eat it while plowing me. It got to the point there was no boyfriend/girlfriend/boyfriend distinction. Anything was fair game. Carol ate Kevin’s ass, sucked and licked his dick clean after he got done with me. We’d all kiss sensually whenever, wherever it grabbed us. We double fucked Carol, which drove her so insane I felt like a fucking King, and I finally realized how filthy and slutty I looked and sounded when Kevin ripped me apart. The only thing that never happened was me having anything to do with Kevin’s ass. And somehow the forbidden nature of leaving the gay dude’s ass untouched while the straight one got violated unforgivably heightened the pleasure of it all. I’ve come to hate labels and putting relationships in neat little boxes, but in that situation, at that time, the labels made it all so exciting, like we were breaking all the rules. And it wasn’t always like that. Frequently it was slow, passionate, full of love where I disappeared, lost in the tenderness of Kevin’s soul. I would come back to myself locked in his sleeping arms feeling more alive than the time before. Every moment with him was better than the one before. In spite of all that, I didn’t feel like I was gay. This wasn’t about gay or straight. It was about souls and hearts connecting. And God bless Carol for understanding that. Kevin using my hole was no different in my head than him borrowing a shirt to wear to school. I’d told Sleeper about Carol, of course. And a few things about Kevin. Up until now, it felt disrespectful to my memory of him to say anything more, and I truly didn’t want to relive it all. Besides, Kevin belonged to Tom. And Tom was sealed behind a brick wall in my head. But it seemed like Sleeper and I might reach a point where I could tell him about it, but only if my heart let me. Man, I was really fucked up about Kevin. And fucked up about how I had to kill a huge part of myself so I could go live my life. I guess both Zeus and I had the same sad, pathetic shit going on, burying the happy part of us just to get through accepting we were men who had to do whatever it took to move along. Zeus returned, glad to see us still waiting for him. His cock tented the front of his Army sweats. “Someone’s excited.” Sleeper chuckled. Zeus’s massive frame walked right up to Sleeper and grabbed him by the head, then laid a tongue lashing on his mouth. Zeus looked like he was trying to swallow Sleeper whole. Sleeper gripped Zeus’s arms, then put his hands on the giant’s bulging pecs. Sleeper managed to pull away a bit, Zeus was breathing heavy and hungrily staring at my buddy. “I don’t know about kissing, bro…” Sleeper got out, just barely before Zeus’s mouth crashed back down onto his. He crushed himself onto Sleeper’s body, snaking his arm over Sleeper’s shoulder to grab his back, his other hand thrusting down to cover Sleepers ass, molesting that beautiful globe of scantily clad muscle. He broke off Sleeper’s mouth, and tongued his way down his chin to his neck, licking, biting, sucking every inch of flesh he could find. The man was hungry. “Oh fuck….” Sleeper moaned. “Wait…Zeus, wait. We gotta stop. Not here.” Zeus pulled away, grabbed Sleeper by the hips and just threw him over his shoulder like he weighed nothing. Sleeper had no time to fight back. Zeus took him to the hall towards the storage room. Sleeper looked at me from his upside down position, throwing his hands up in a ‘what am I gonna do?’ gesture. His poor tortured briefs had slipped down to expose his ass, which had Zeus’s big paws grasping both cheeks, his fingers digging into Sleeper’s crack as he carried my buddy like a war trophy. I gave Sleeper a look that said ‘see what you’ve done?’ And followed. Once behind the closed storage room door, Zeus set Sleeper down on the same crates where I’d finger-blasted Wanker the week before. Before he could attack Sleeper again, I stopped him. “Okay, bro, let’s slow down here. Neither one of us has been with many dudes, and I’m guessing you haven’t either, right?” I asked him. “Just Wanker, Assmunch. Last week like you told me.” He answered. I put my hands on my hips. “Okay, let’s start slow then. We don’t know a lot about the gay thing, but we’ll try to walk you through how sex usually goes. What do you like about Sleeper?” Zeus smiled. This time it wasn’t a puppy smile, he looked like the impressive alpha dog that he was. “He’s almost as tall as me, big muscles like me. I like how he gets a five o’clock shadow that’s dark, like a man. I love his dark eyes, and his really white skin. I love the way his veins show on top of his muscles. He has a beautiful behind. I like how he’s nice to everyone even though he could be mean if he wanted, and some guys deserve it. Sleeper is good. I like him with hair better though.” “Amen, brother.” Sleeper mumbled. “So you think Sleeper is your type? You like other guys that look like him?” Zeus shrugged. “Not always. There was a guy in my school that was small and no muscles, but he was really smart and was always nice to me and every one else even though he got picked on a lot. He was good too.” “Did you ever tell him you liked him?” I asked, just to satisfy my own curiosity. Zeus shook his head. “I was scared he wouldn’t like me if he knew.” I took a moment to think. They both waited, knowing I was figuring things out and trusted me to know the right way through this. Carol and Kevin had both told me I had a way of bringing out in them who they truly were, made them feel seen, safe, and perfect just the way they wanted to be. Carol called it my gift. I knew I had to somehow do that for Zeus. Trouble was, I didn’t know if he was truly Alpha Dog Zeus, the God we worshipped, puppy dog pajamas Zeus who was exuberant and innocent, some mix of the two, or something even greater. I suspected it was the latter, something greater. That’s what my intuition told me. Zeus had greatness written all over him. Maybe his innocence was just a leftover from his obvious protected childhood, the dude didn’t even cuss. Zeus had spent his life growing up fearing who he was, hiding it behind a tough, capable exterior of effortless peak masculinity. But that meant locking away a vital part of who he was. He wasn’t whole. “Zeus, you know just because you’re gay it doesn’t mean you aren’t a good person, right?” The giant didn’t respond. His eyes had left Sleeper’s body, and now looked down at his feet. “You can be gay and good, brother. Who you want to love, or have sex with doesn’t have anything to do with what kind of guy you are.” “I’m not supposed to be gay.” His voice was so small, so pitiful, it didn’t even sound like him. Sleeper ducked his head to look under at Zeus’s face. He hopped off the crates and pulled Zeus into a deep hug. “Bro, you don’t have to cry. It’s okay, man. Being gay is cool, lots of people are gay. It’s just like everybody else, some are good, some are bad. But being gay has nothing to do with it. They’re just people.” Sleeper was a deeply good guy, and while I already had the most incredible respect for him, his treatment and acceptance of Zeus in this vulnerable moment showed me another beautiful piece of him I hadn’t seen before. He could have maintained his usual tough guy, in control, men don’t get emotional behavior, but letting that go to give comfort to a brother in need was no effort at all for him either. He was just as comfortable showing tenderness and emotion when necessary. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t surprised by that, because he never showed that part of himself to me. Maybe because he figured I didn’t need him to. Or because I never let him. “And fuck that ‘not supposed to be gay’ bullshit. You’re amazing, we all think so, and I think you being gay is a big part of why you’re so amazing.” I threw in. Zeus was resting his cheek on Sleepers head while he held him. “You really think so?” “Yep, my best friend in high school was gay. He was the best person I’ve ever met. He might have been even more awesome than you. You’d like him. He’s a good person too, just like you.” I said. I didn’t know that was going to come out of my mouth. “Did you have sex with him like you do Sleeper?” Fuck Zeus! There’s that no filter mouth again. God, I have never felt like I needed to just die as much as when Zeus opened his mouth. I saw Sleeper lift an eyebrow and smirk. Just like Kevin. And that’s probably why I did what I’d told myself wasn’t ever going to do. I decided to lay it out there, fully honest. Sleeper deserved to know, and Zeus needed to hear it. “Yeah, we had lots of sex. LOTS of sex, which was awesome and beautiful, and more than I ever expected or knew could be possible. We were already really close, it just made it better. I didn’t intend to have sex with Kevin, but once it happened I knew it was right.” Zeus raised his head up. “But you had a girlfriend. I heard you tell Sleeper.” “So that’s why you eat my ass like it’s going through a fucking car wash.” Sleeper said. “Yeah, my girlfriend joined in, which made it even more fun. And for your information, buddy, it was Carol eating MY ass that taught me everything I know.” “Wow!” Zeus said, wide eyed. “Do you think I’m a good person Zeus?” I asked. He reached out with his huge arm and pulled me into a hug with the two of them. “You are a REALLY good guy, Andrew.” I hugged back. I was by no means a small guy, but smashed into these two slabs of all American beef, I felt wimpy and scrawny. And both of them put out the heat of a bonfire. “And I’ve had lots of gay sex. And a lot of straight sex with Carol and Kevin. A lot of sex, period. And I liked it. Who you love isn’t always up to you Zeus, and it certainly isn’t up to anyone else. Neither is who you’re attracted to. Your heart always tells you what you need. Be gay. Love who you are. The good people will always want you to be who you need to be. You should let yourself be who you need to be, too. Don’t wait for people to be good to you, buddy. You need to be good to yourself, first.” “I love you guys. Thank you.” Zeus said. “I love you brother.” Sleeper said. “I love you, my brothers.” I followed. I felt a weight leave me then. Helping Zeus freed me somehow. Maybe not all the way, but enough to tell me that maybe shoving Tom and Kevin in a buried box wasn’t the right way to get through my pain and hurt. “I think we should have sex now.” Zeus’s deep voice caused my body to vibrate, pressed up against him in that hug. And there was enough command tone in his rumbling words that my dick immediately plumped up like a grilled sausage, complete with leaking juices. Fuck. I was in serious trouble if Zeus brought Tom out to play. ‘Man, Zeus.’ I thought to myself. ‘We have to get you a filter!’ But then I told myself to fuck off with that bullshit. That was Zeus. He spoke his mind. I decided to take a page out of Carol’s book. “Sleeper, drop that rag you call underwear, and hop back up. We need to take this beautiful man to school and show him how to please a real man.” I instructed. Sleeper frowned, but like he’d practiced the move a thousand times, he wiggled his hips and dropped his panties like a good slut, not even using his hands. “Hey, they’re my favorite pair, they fit just right.” As I suspected, they collapsed off of his perfect anatomy with little more than a wish. Sleeper got into position and leaned back on his hands, just pleased as punch he was going to get worked over by two guys. His meaty thick legs were spread and hung relaxed, flaring out even more by being pressed against the crate. “Now, pleasing a man, or a woman for that matter, is all about showing how much you appreciate their body. Sleeper here loves attention, but he’s not any different than anyone else. Go ahead and feel those muscles you love on him.” I directed Zeus. “And don’t rush it. Taking your time and enjoying your favorite parts purely because you love the feel of him is a turn on.” The gentle gorilla slowly ran his hands up Sleeper’s pale thighs, kneading and rubbing the defined hunks of muscle. The high school wrestling champ flexed and hardened his quads with every firm massage of Zeus’s oversized paws. He watched Zeus’s mesmerized face with a grin. I saw Sleeper’s cock begin inflation, his hanging nuts rolling around in his loose shaved sack like reptile eggs about to spit out baby sea turtles. “Don’t touch his dick. Leave it for later. That’s what a man wants the most, for you to take care of his dick. Some guys don’t care about their dicks at all, they want you to get in their ass. Either way, the longer you can hold off touching his cock or his asshole, the better it will feel for him when you finally do. Making him wait until you’ve had your fun everywhere else will drive him crazy. Figure out what it is he wants from you, then tease him with taking your time getting around to it.” I lectured. Zeus ran his mitts up to Sleeper’s tight waist, over his solid abdomen. Sleeper had his head thrown back, enjoying the erotic massage. His toes were curled, I noticed, then spread out straight, then curled again, like he was trying to make a fist with his foot. “Rub the pubic area right above his dick. Curl your hand around his crotch without grabbing the shaft. See how his body is telling you how much he’s loving this?” Zeus breathed out. “He’s so warm.” I watched as Sleeper’s legs spread even more as our battle buddy dug into his groin. My dude was almost fully hard at this point, his engorged baby maker thicker at the base, and curved slightly towards the left. I moved to stand next to Zeus. I took his other hand, and guided it up Sleeper’s hard torso, stopping briefly to let him grope those heavy pecs. Then I moved his hand to Addison’s armpit, and he pulled his arm up to his head, flexing unconsciously. “There’s no hair.” Zeus said in wonder. “He’s so smooth.” Letting his fingers caress the dips and valleys of Sleepers sweat machine. “Reach down and pull on his nuts. Play with them. Roll them around in your hand. Gentle at first, then gradually stretch them out.” Sleeper moaned. “Oh, fuck yeah. Yank on those jizz tankers, bro.” He pulled his legs up to rest his heels on the edge of the crate. “You see that? He’s spreading himself for you.” I kept my voice soft, sultry. “When a guy does that, he’s giving you permission to go further. He wants you to feel everything he’s got down there. He’s exposing his most vulnerable place, putting his trust in you to make him feel good. That’s the sign he needs you to visit his ass. Go ahead and run your hand under his balls. Be firm, put your entire hand and palm on that lump between his asshole and his nuts. That feels really good to a guy. That meat right there sends signals to both his dick and his asshole, and he can’t decide which one of those he wants you to have more. Slowly stroke him up and down, gradually moving a finger or two towards his hole. If you do this right, he’ll be putty in your hands.” Which Sleeper proved by leaning back even more and allowing his knees to fall to either side. “Oh man, your hand feels so good. Keep doing that.” “Pull him back up, don’t let him lean back. Keep going with that hand. Look him in his beautiful eyes and ask him if he likes it. Make him tell you how it feels. Make him say it out loud. He needs to hear himself surrender to you. It doesn’t matter if he looks uncomfortable. The more he’s willing to bear, the more he’s telling you he’s accepted you can do anything you want to him.” Zeus grabbed Sleeper by the back of the neck and pulled him forward until his handsome pleasure filled face was just inches away. “Do you like that, sexy man? Do you like my hand between your legs?” Zeus improvised. Sleeper nodded. “I love it, your hand is so big. And your finger is making my hole twitch.” He was pushing down with his hips, trying to get Zeus to use more force. I raised myself up to whisper in Zeus’s ear, I didn’t want Sleeper to hear this part. “Try to force a finger inside him, and kiss him at the same time.” Zeus wasted no time. I heard my buddy give a loud grunt just before Zeus forced his mouth onto Sleeper’s, shoving his tongue inside him. I let this massive beast enjoy himself on my best friend fully for a minute, as he raped the helpless wrestler from both ends happily. Then he came up for air. “Jesus! No spit, or lube or anything! Guuuunnnnnhhhh!” Sleeper groaned. Looks like Sleeper wasn’t all that worried about kissing anymore. “Ignore him. If he didn’t want it, he’d have found a way to pull off.” I observed dryly. “You’re such a fucker, Assmunch.” I noticed his hips hadn’t stopped writhing, in spite of his complaints. “That’s right, buddy. And you’re about to find out how much of a fucker I really am. Move aside, Zeus. My turn.” When Sleeper’s legs were clear, I folded him up to present the little pretty hole I now owned for my enjoyment. Pinning his knees back alongside his chest, I dove right into his pucker with my tongue. “FFFFFUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK, yeah eat it. Damn I love it when you do that.” Sleeper moaned for me. “Taste that meat, fuck yeah. Oh shit, chew on it just like that! Harder!” I felt his hands grab my newly shaved head, pulling me into his crevice, wiggling his hips. I guess he thought the rules didn’t apply since Zeus was here. I smacked his asscheek with about half the force I was capable of, knowing it was still going to hurt like hell. Sleeper yelped. “Sorry! Sorry bro, I couldn’t help it!” I had my hand cocked for another smack. He sounded sincere. He whined. Addison fucking Montelongo, State Wrestling Champ, Soldier extraordinaire, Army Ranger School wannabe, son of some distant Spanish Ancestral nobility, whined because he wasn’t pleasing me. Yeah, Carol taught me a LOT. And I knew from personal experience being in that position could make you cum like you saw Jesus. Which was my goal for him every time we had our fun. I didn’t believe in boring sex. Not anymore. I looked up at him. “Don’t let it happen again.” I growled. You had to let them know they weren’t the ones in control. That they got what you gave them, and no more. Or more than what they deserved, because you wanted to do it, no other reason. Give just an inch and the dynamic changed, things got sloppy, the terms of the transaction became unsatisfactory. Which meant poor Sleeper wasn’t going to get his shitter car-washed like he wanted. I stood up, my shorts already down, and pushed my fuck stick up against his spit glistened hole. “Wait, bro…” he pleaded. I kept pushing, a steady pressure. His poor little turd cutter was going to give out eventually. In the war between tender butthole and my steel hard 8 inch dripping cock, my cock was going to win. “What?” I said, putting enough boredom into my voice to get the message across that this was happening. I applied more pressure. His legs were still pulled back and open. He wasn’t trying to end this. All the subtle signs were there that he wanted exactly what I was going to give him. See, Sleeper didn’t actually WANT his ass fucked. What he wanted more than anything was to just take a break from being the golden boy, the one everyone looked up to and feared, the parental expectation to be the very best at everything. The weight on his shoulders was heavy. He couldn’t relax his guard out there, but once I showed him all that pressure went away when he gave up all that control to me, it became an addiction. If his hole getting fucked was part of the deal, he’d give up his ass willingly. He didn’t have to be the tough guy wrestling champ, in fact I demanded he wasn’t. If that took a little punishment to put him back in his place every now and then… well sometimes I think he broke the rules on purpose. And the next time I wasn’t holding back. I owed it to him to give him my best. He still hadn’t answered. “So, no ‘wait’, bro?” I taunted him. I looked him right in the eye while I let a thick ribbon of spit fall right on his cock knuckled sphincter. I shoved more. He still wasn’t unclenching. “Ohhhhhhhh, God…. Please don’t bust my shitter, bro. Please….” “Then you better relax. You will lose this fight and it will tear you up. All you have to do is surrender, buddy. You just have to let go. I’m actually being nice about it. I could just rip right into you like last time. But I’m giving you the chance to do this yourself.” This was the moment. The moment he had to accept that his complete surrender was what he wanted. That it didn’t matter that it came at the expense of what he thought was his manhood. He’d learn that he was no less a man for having a dick up his ass. That it might actually increase his sense of being a man. That it didn’t mean he wasn’t straight anymore. And who knows, he may have loved the feeling of being violated like a cheap whore and treated like a cumrag TWICE last weekend. I had no way of pinpointing that as anything but a possibility. After all, this was just the second time my dick would be in his ass. And this time was different, I wasn’t forcing myself into him at a weak moment. No, this time it had to be him doing it to himself fully aware. And he let his breath go. As soon as he did, my head began entering his ring. “AAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhh, it hurts! Don’t push! Sssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttt!” I wasn’t. This was all him. He took a few rapid breaths. I let more spit trail from my lips to his hole. After a half minute, I sunk in a couple inches. He stopped me again. Then he reached down to grab his ass cheeks, those beautiful haunches, and pulled them apart to open himself up more for me. I sunk my pole all the way in, balls deep. The deep moan he gave was half pain, half relief at his own need. “So deep. It’s so big.” He groaned. The heat of his tunnel cooked my meat perfectly, and I could feel the fluids seeping from my piss slit. His muscles spasmed continuously, and it felt like he was jacking off my thick cock with his incredibly tight hole. I rocked side to side, still buried to the root, knowing my hardness was punching his rectal walls. Man, he felt amazing. I took a slow half thrust. Sleeper’s leaking cock bounced. “Hey Zeus, you want to suck his dick?” I asked. Zeus darted over. I could see a large wet spot on the front of his Army sweats. Sleeper’s hard cock was almost as long as mine, just shaped different. The big man bent down and tried to take my buddy’s dick in one swallow. Instead, Zeus gagged halfway down. “Cover your teeth with your lips, buddy. And open your throat. Then use your tongue when he’s in your mouth.” I kept up a slow, steady rhythm of fucking, using only half my dick, and not bottoming out completely. I changed the angle of my stroke, to get that upward direction that would push up into his prostate. “Oh shit! What are you doing? It’s going straight to my dick.” Sleeper announced. He removed one hand to put it on Zeus’s head, forcing him down further onto his cock. Zeus was a champ, opening up to let more of that juice root invade his face. I allowed this much, enjoying how my straight buddy was getting lost in the pleasure he was feeling. I knew that the time had come to rail him without mercy. I began pistoning into his shitcave, my nuts bounced off the bottom of his ass. I was getting close, but I wanted Sleeper to fill our God’s throat with his grunt spunk. I was going to fuck it out of him. The slick walls of his dickchute gripped my shaft with every powerful thrust. I sped up, hammering him. He was bouncing so much Zeus didn’t have to move. I was fucking Sleeper’s hard curved cock into his mouth. “I’m gonna cum, bro. I’m gonna lose it.” Sleeper panted. “Oh fuck, don’t stop.” I grabbed Zeus’s head to keep him from pulling off and bucked up into my buddy like he was a twenty dollar whore. My own orgasm fired up my throbbing shaft and shot out into Sleeper’s guts. I didn’t announce it or change my motion. The sound of Sleeper’s grunting whine told me he was spewing his own creamy essence over Zeus’s tongue. Zeus let out a unintelligible question around the veiny meat penetrating his lips. “Swallow it, Zeus. Sleeper made that for you as a gift.” I told him, still holding his head in place. “It’s a part of him he wants you to have inside you. Show him how thankful you are.” I kept up my thrusts, slower and gentle now as my balls expelled the last of my swimmers, the lazy ones, into my friend. I pulled my dick out slowly. “Your turn Zeus. Show Sleeper how much you love him.” I directed. Sleeper looked at me with a worried face. “Relax, buddy, this won’t change anything. We’re doing this for Zeus.” I assured him. Zeus stood up and pulled his sweats down to free his leaking monster. Like everything about him, his manmeat was larger than life. It had to have been an inch or two longer than me, and just as thick. He was uncircumcised, and even hard his foreskin drooped from the head like a monks cowl. “Push his knees down to get him spread like you want him, butterfly his ass, fold him out like a book. Don’t worry, he can take it. You’re fucking a real man there, he’s used to a little pain.” I urged him. A wad of my nut had escaped the vault of Sleeper’s ruined hole, which was still pulsating from the fuck I’d given him. My DNA sauce decorated his swollen opening like milk on a frosted flake. I fought the urge to slurp it off his hole. Zeus’s veiny snake would need every source of lubricant for the invasion. My buddy lay there spent and surrendered, resolved to his role as a milking sleeve for our manly needs. I could see the absolute capitulation in the relaxation of every muscle he carried. He now realized the overwhelming ecstasy he’d experienced last week, and the previous times I’d masticated him to orgasm weren’t accidental. His ass was the source of heightened pleasure. He could no longer deny the soul wrenching force of ejaculating while a cock stretched him out from the inside. I knew that feeling well. Zeus pushed his butthole digging worm through Sleeper’s now adjusted outer ring. They both let out a sensual moan. My buddy’s ample cock started to power up once again. He was in the right head space for Zeus to fuck another load out of him, if Zeus could hold on long enough to get him there. “Jesus, why does it feel so good?” Sleeper asked. Zeus began plunging in and out of him, lost in his own world of pleasure. He ran his hands over Sleeper’s beautiful body. He long-dicked the hole beneath him, taking full strokes to share every inch. I noticed that Sleeper’s pucker would seal over Zeus’s foreskin on the pullout, keeping it from exiting and stretching it out. Damn that was sexy as hell. Zeus’s rhythm increased, until he was full on rutting that wrestler rump like a rabid animal. He forced his tongue into Sleeper’s mouth, completely smothering my buddy’s lips. Sleeper was grunting with every thrust back into Zeus’s mouth, and I could tell when the friction and pounding made him empty his balls. Zeus didn’t stop, he probably didn’t even notice that he made Sleeper cum. He was grunting now himself, stabbing his sizeable prick deep into Sleeper’s fuck chute with every hard thrust while Sleeper took the violent pounding without complaint. The notes of Zeus’s grunting ascended, getting higher, and I could tell he was ready to blow his wad. With a final shuddering explosion, his entire giant body seized as he delivered the creamy payload deep inside Sleeper’s secret private bunker. “FUDGE!” Zeus exhaled into Sleeper’s mouth. He quickly followed with another grunt as more streams of dick juice spurted out into his crush. And again. Each time accompanied by another violent plunge. “I can’t stop, it’s not stopping!” He groaned, continuing to fire volley after volley from his meat cannon. I can’t imagine how much seed was pouring into my buddy’s wrecked hole. Then he slowed, taking a few lazy strokes. And then he whined like a helo spinning up it’s rotors and plunged in again. “Oh fudge, oh shoot! It’s happening again!” More animal grunts into Sleeper’s waiting mouth as one more time he was taken by the aggressive pumping of his seed spitter. It was probably the greatest male orgasm I’d ever had the privilege to witness. For power, for length, for passion, for uncontrolled physical release, for the sheer expression of masculine togetherness that was Sleeper passively accepting everything Zeus had to give, and Zeus pouring everything he had into the man he loved. It was fucking beautiful.

Let's hope that Alex will get over the shock quickly enough to invite Max to stay at the palace for Christmas. It was a huge thing for Liam to do for Alex. Now that Max is here and if he decides to stay, he may well have lost his bed companion. Perhaps Max will be understanding enough to know that Liam carries a very special place in Alex's heart and come to some form of compromise. Is Liam only attracted to Alex or is there potential for him to develop feelings for both Alex and his new love? As usual.. we'll have to wait and see....

The 10 load hotel visit - load 6 Almost straight away I had a 49 year old hard top wanting to use sloppy seconds, or in my case 5ths. 5 guys had donated their seed for my cunt. I waited on all fours for his anon 8inches to slide in. I was plugged when he arrived and he fingered me with the plug in. I then waited while he stripped. He pulled the plug and replaced it with his rock solid dick. No chat, no messing. This guy was under no illusion my cunt had been multi filled, in fact that was the attraction and he loved it. Here he was balls deep in a stranger following instruction and simply being using be as a breeding bitch with my hungry ass over the end of the bed. With no fuss he emptied his 5 day nutt into my hole. I could feel my jock was soaked in strangers cum that had been fucked in and out of my cunt. When the guy had finished unloading he started fucking me some more. He whispered in my ear, ‘I’m not pulling out until you’ve had my second load’. He fucked harder than the first load as he played in me, fucking me up the bed. He was in me for ages. I was spread across the bed with his cummy dick pumping my cunt. I could happily have had him in me playing in those multiple loads for as long as he wanted, his throbbing dick never ceased pumping me. Eventually the situation got the better of him and he unleashed his second load inside me while I was spreadeagled and pinned to the bed by his dick. He slowly pumped his load in, clearly getting off by breeding a total cumdump. He just lay there on top of me flexing his cummy dick inside me. Eventually he pulled out and started to dress and I positioned my self on all fours on the end of the bed to proudly show my cum dripping hole. I heard him put his coat on then stand behind me again. ‘Oh fuck, I need to be in there again’, he unzipped and teased his semi against my hole until it was rock hard again, then he slipped it back in me balls deep. I could tell he was on his phone but I had no idea if he was texting a boyfriend, wife or mate, or even taking pics or video. To be honest it didn’t matter, he was using me and that entitled him to full access. He was playing in my cummy hole and was there until he said he was now totally empty and spent. He wrote 2 loads in on my ass, zipped up and left.

Ahhhhhh .... red !!! Colorful, eye-catching underwear only leads the eye to appreciating the curve of the ass, the angle where the cheeks meet the legs, the natural things Tops notice. But you can't go outside in just those ... I'll just assume whatever pants you're forced to wear (by an unjust law, of course) follow the same cut. Pissing up a hot Hole can be great - the jets of piss can really be shot out hard by the Top, and felt/enjoyed by the bottom. Plus, guys who drink a lot of hot black coffee don't get denied because of the bitter taste. Naaaahhhh ... you're not the only one. But, the fabric of the pants has to be really thin for the edges of the briefs to be clearly visible. I find that one signal I very much appreciate is when a hotassed guy hikes the pants up his back, thereby almost shouting at us to inspect his cheeks/hole as closely as possible. Of course, if he's going commando - wellllll .... we KNOW what he really needs. So lets go get him .......

As a sub bottom and just speaking from my own experiences, I find married bi tops very hot sexually. First, when they are looking to fuck they don’t beat around the bush and actually show up to do it. Second, since they are fucking another guy they assume that the bottom will put up with a rougher fuck more willingly than a woman and with truly no strings. For my sexual needs, they make very good fuck buddies.

Yes I say oops

I love ATM. Sure it can be used by a submissive to reinforce his head space--but it is also just fun. It's hot. It's slightly 'naughty.' I have my fuck bench set up so both the ass and the mouth of the man on it are easy to use. I don't wait until I've shot a load. I want you to enjoy the taste of your ass on my cock from the moment I open you up, then during the fuck and finally, sampling the remnants of my load.

Chapter 15 - Prom, Part 2 By the time the clock struck midnight, it was official- prom was a resounding success. Almost every one of Brian and Jake’s friends were incredibly supportive. If anyone had any negative feelings about their friends coming out, they kept it to themselves. Both boys were basking in the glow of living their true selves, and being able to do it with each other made it all the better. Brian even managed to get used to the various “nice catch” compliments he was getting all night; which of course he wholeheartedly agreed with. As prom was winding down, Brian was ready to proclaim it the best night of his life. As he walked out of the event venue, tie now loose around his neck, holding his jacket in one hand, his boyfriend’s hand in the other, he was thinking about how he would always remember this night. Coming out, being with Jake- he didn’t think it could get any better. Jake had already taken initiative and ordered an Uber as the entire senior class was busy getting kicked out of the restaurant. It must have been waiting nearby, as it was already outside when they got out to the parking lot. They said goodbye to their friends before climbing in the back seat, never letting go of the other’s hand. As the car left the party to take the boys home, Brian spoke up. “I’m pretty sure that was perfect.” “Yeah” Jake replied, before taking a big breath as he reviewed his night and realized just how happy he was. “Thank you, for making this happen.” The two locked eyes. “Thank you for being the most amazing, forgiving, and, not to mention, smoking hot boyfriend a guy could ask for” Brian replied, before leaning in to give Jake a kiss. Feeling rather exhausted, he put his head against Jake’s shoulder, his hand on Jake’s upper leg, and snuggled up while taking his own deep breath. He wasn’t ready to sleep, but he closed his eyes, just for a moment, to soak in this feeling. As Brian laid up against Jake’s muscular wrestler body, he thought he could feel him shaking. Brian opened his eyes, sat up a bit, and asked “Are you cold?” Jake laughed “No, why?” “You felt like you were shaking.” “Maybe, but it’s not because I’m cold.” Jake had a smirk on his face, which precipitated a confused look on Brian’s, who then realized his eyes had been closed for a few minutes at least. As he looked out of the car, he noticed they weren’t headed in the direction of his house. “Where are we going?” Brian asked. “Nowhere special, but some place private” Jake responded softly, trying to keep his cool. Brian just shot him a confused look; one that Jake could barely make out against the dim glow of streetlights shining into the car. “You’ll see” he said. ************ “Uh, is this the place?” The Uber driver seemed a little surprised to be bringing two high school boys from prom to a “budget” motel. “Yup, thanks” Jake responded, bounding quickly out the door of the car, basically pulling Brian out along with him. “A motel?” Brian asked. Jake didn’t respond. He just kept walking, quicker than normal, down the straight line of motel rooms. Brian could tell he was nervous. Jake dug into his pockets and pulled out a key attached to a big plastic tag. Finally, the pair got to the door of the last room at the motel. Jake inserted the key, opened the door, and gave Brian a quick glance- a mixture of nerves and lust. As soon as Brian rounded the corner into the room, Jake pulled him close, and the two high schoolers released all of the nervous energy that had kept them tightly wound-up all night into the most passionate make out session they had had to date. Brian pushed Jake backwards onto the motel bed as they kissed, and crawled on top of him, never breaking the connection until he finally said “Tonight was amazing”. Jake reached up and ran his hand through his boyfriend’s brown hair. “Yes, it was. And it’s not over yet.” Brian rolled onto his back on the bed and took a deep breath. “I can’t believe you got a motel room” he said with a laugh. He started peeling off his tux, which by this point was drenched in sweat from nerves and dancing. “Yeah, well I couldn’t really afford a hotel, and I wanted to be with you tonight. I want you to fuck me.” “Jake! You know I can’t do that!” Brian sat up, tux jacket and dress shirt still on, but both unbuttoned, showing his smooth, glistening chest and abs. “We have to be careful.” “Yeah, I know.” Jake replied, standing up and starting to take off his clothes now too. He quickly removed everything down to his boxers before turning back and looking at Brian, whose stiffening cock he thought he could make out through the thin dress pants he was still wearing. “But we can fuck around and be careful at the same time.” He picked up the tux jacket and reached into the inner breast pocket, and pulled out four or five condoms. Brian smiled- he was going to give Jake another warning, but deep down he already knew it was a formality. “No matter what we do there’s a chance I could infect you. Apparently, time-wise, I’m pretty toxic…”, he air-quoted the word, not sure Jake would get it, “…right now.” “It’s prom, I love you, and I’ll take my chances.” With that, Jake walked closer and Brian leaned back, his hands behind him on the bed, his legs bent underneath him at the knees, presenting his stiffening poz cock and smooth slim torso to this star athlete he had caught as his boyfriend. Jake’s hands when right to Brian’s pants, unzipping them and taking out Brian’s semi-hard 7.5in cock. Before Brian could protest, as this was not what he would have considered being careful, Jake attacked the twink’s cock with his mouth. Brian’s dick stiffened to attention immediately as it made its way deep into Jake’s warm throat. Jake’s hands ran up the gap in Brian’s shirt, caressing his smooth hard body as he sucked his dick. After a minute or so, Jake maneuvered himself onto the bed, and Brian could no longer hold himself up that way, so he collapsed down. Jake crawled over him, undid the belt, and slid off his pants and, to his surprise, sexy briefs. Then he helped Brian get out of his jacket and shirt before pausing for just a moment to soak in the sight of his naked 18 year old poz boyfriend. He went back to sucking Brian’s cock, which Brian allowed for a few minutes before grabbing Jake’s hair and turning the tables on him; pushing him back into the pillows and moving to take his own position of power. “I can’t cum in your mouth, and you had me close.” Brian pulled Jake’s boxers off of him, finally releasing his hard thick cock from it’s confines. Then, he went down on him just as he had in his Jeep in the high school parking lot a few weeks prior; which was the last time they had done more than make out. Jake closed his eyes and let Brian go to town, letting out a few faint moans- Brian was getting good at sucking dick. As Brian swirled his tongue around the tip of Jake’s hard cock, Jake clenched the comforter and did his best to stop himself from cumming. He didn’t want to explode what was sure to be a massive load in Brian’s mouth. “No.” Jake said, before grabbing Brian’s shoulders and lifting him up from his throbbing cock. “What?” Brian replied, a little confused. He thought for sure he’d have made Jake cum by now. Jake had other plans. Jake was his high school’s star wrestler, and it showed with how much quicker and stronger he was than Brian as he forced him to flip places yet again, Brian now flat on his back. He propped himself up a bit with his forearms and saw Jake moving to position his cock for a clear shot at his ass. “Wait, wear a condom!” “You came in me last time, I want to cum in you.” “This is NOT a good idea!” Brian pleaded with Jake. As much as Brian had been turned on throughout his entire pozzing journey, even when he was essentially being forced, he had only ever though of pozzing Jake as a gigantic mistake. He cared for his boyfriend more than anything he had ever cared about in his life, and didn’t want him to suffer for his bad decision making. “Me topping you will be fine” Jake responded, practically begging Brian to let him fuck him. “That’s not necessarily true” Brian said with a sigh. Jake just looked into his eyes, the love between them making the connection incredibly intense, and Brian could tell that Jake was still hoping for permission. “But it would be better than me fucking you.” Jake took that as permission. He grabbed Brian by the shoulder with his left hand, spit on his right hand before grabbing his cock, and guided it towards Brian’s smooth, tight ass hole. As Jake felt the tip of his cock touch Brian’s hole, he couldn’t stop himself. He thrust himself forward. His dick broke through and was now inside of his scrawny twink boyfriend. Brian let out a loud yelp as Jake’s barely lubed dick entered him. He wasn’t a virgin anymore, but his ass was still tight, and he was still unused to a having a thick hard rod slammed deep into it. This turned Jake on even more. He had loved letting Brian take him the first time they had sex, but now he was getting turned on by the fact that they were in their expected roles- the strong muscular jock pounding the skinny nerd. Jake didn’t last long; Brian had gotten him pretty worked up already with his superb blowjob. Jake pounded away as hard as he could for maybe a minute or two. Brian’s one hand was holding on to Jake’s arm, the other way on his chest. He could feel Jake shudder, and then Jake made one last forceful thrust before unleashing a massive load into Brian’s ass. Fully spent after a long day and hard fuck, Jake collapsed onto Brian, and they began making out again. Brian wrapped his legs around Jake and put one hand on his back while the other ran through his dark hair, capturing him in a tight embrace as they kissed. Jake had pulled his cock out, and Brian felt the cum leaking out his ass; it really had been a massive load. Brian wondered if Jake had cum at all since he sucked him off a few weeks back. After making out for a few more minutes, the two eighteen year olds just lie together, entangled on the motel bed, catching their breath. “I love you Jake, and that was amazing, but it was not a good idea.” Brian said, trying to come across as caring not scolding. Jake understood his tone. “I know, I brought the condoms for a reason. I just, I guess I know those other guys got to breed you, and I wanted to do it too. But, yeah, I should probably be more careful.” “It’s okay baby, it was fucking amazing.” ************ Brian and Jake cuddled together for a while after that, both tired but neither succumbing to sleep as the clock ticked into the early morning hours. Jake had snuck some vodka and rum out of his house, and so they boys each took a few shots and horsed around, alternating making out, feeling each other up, and just enjoying their two naked teenage bodies together and alone in a cheap motel. They were both tipsy, if not pretty much drunk, after a little while, and as Brian got up off the bed to go to the bathroom, Jake admired how his cock hung off his slender frame, how his leg muscles flexed any time he walked, and how his perky runner ass made him sexier than Brian would ever realize. He had never enjoyed watching someone walk that much before. While Brian was in the bathroom, Jake finally ripped open the covers of the bed and spread out, his head spinning a bit as he laid it down on the pillows. As Brian came out, Jake opened his legs wide to beckon Brian in so that he could hold him and feel more of his hot body. Brian loved what he saw too- Jake’s lean body, more muscular than Brian’s but still thin. His strong thighs, his patch of dark bush above his cock. He climbed onto the bed and sat on his knees in between Jake’s legs, playing with cock as he caressed his leg. “Did you realize how awkward I was? Jake asked. “What?” “When we ran into each other at BU. When I asked you to be my roommate. I honestly had no idea I could get a crush on someone so fast.” “Are you telling me you didn’t have a crush on me before!?” Brian playfully scoffed. “I really didn’t. You won me over in one day.” “Well, you know I had a giant crush on you for a while.” “I know” Jake responded with a cheesy smile. “I couldn’t believe it when you were there at BU. I couldn’t believe it when we spent the whole day together and you asked me to be your roommate. I couldn’t believe it when you kissed me.” Brian paused, and Jake kept smiling. “I especially couldn’t believe it when you let me fuck you.” Brian was getting turned on by thinking about their first time together. Both he and Jake were exhausted and buzzed, and their minds were in that hazy, could fall asleep at any moment state, and yet Brian’s cock was getting excited again. He took his cock in his hand as it neared it’s full 7.5 inch length again, and lightly rubbed the tip against Jake’s asshole. “I thought for sure you’d be the one fucking me, like tonight.” “What can I say, your cock is amazing, and I wanted it inside me. I wish we could do that again.” Jake replied, his eyes closed as he pictured himself getting fucked. Brian’s kinky, danger-seeking brain was getting a hit of adrenaline again, bringing him to that place where he made decisions he might later regret. He looked down at his hard cock, and knew it was essentially a weapon hanging there between his legs. And yet, it was his best feature, and he had to admit that he felt pretty damn sexy being poz. He imagined for a moment what it would be like to poz up Jake. He had been acting risky all night, but at the same time it seemed like he didn’t want to get infected. And yet, Brian thought about how hot it would be to make his first conversion his fellow 18 year old twink boyfriend. He thought about what they could do together in college if they were both poz. The other side of him was being more rational- and reminded Brian what he had learned lately: Brian could get on drugs for HIV, Jake could get on Prep, and they could fuck bare all they wanted. If Brian wasn’t exhausted, buzzed, and incredibly horny, that argument would have won out. But once again, that same feeling that came over him when he first texted Adam back, when he showed up at Adam’s house, when he let Adam bring him into that party- it was back. He grabbed Jake’s legs and put them up onto his shoulders, lined up his cock, and pushed it into Jake’s negative ass. “Whoa, what are you doing!” Jake’s exhaustion wiped away in an instant. He moaned as he felt Brian’s long cock slink its way deep inside his ass; it still hurt, being his second time, but he loved the feeling. And then he remembered why this shouldn’t be happening. “Brian!” he yelled. “Oh my god Jake your ass feels so good on my cock!” Brian yelled right back. “Brian stop! You’re going to poz me!” Jake tried to get out of this, but he was in a prone position, and they both learned then that Brian was stronger than he looked. Brian had basically bent Jake over as he began fucking him, and now was able to hold him down as he drilled his toxic cock deep into Jake’s hole. “Bri!!!” Jake pleaded. Brian knew he should stop, but he was getting high off of the control and the power he had in the moment. He stayed silent and just kept Jake pinned down and taking Brian’s cock in his negative ass. It didn’t take long for Brian’s balls to feel like they were overflowing with his toxic, newly-poz cum. Brian arched his shoulders back, pulled back on Jake’s legs and held on to them tight, and let out a long “fuckkkk” as he erupted balls deep in Jake’s ass.

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

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

I had it Cumming to Me I was barely 18, 5’9”, 135 pounds, brown hair and eyes, 28” waist, lean, thin runner's build (from cross country) and a 7” cut cock, and I am perpetually horny. I had my share of sexual experiences but they all seemed to be missing something. Then I discovered the breedingzone and bugshare.org. I began to read the stories about bareback sex, breeding, pozzing and drug use. I was so turned on by all this I found myself creating a profile on a popular bareback hook up site, barebackrt. I posted some pics of myself and was instantly hit on by nearly every guy in my area. We would chat and they would tell me how they wanted to poz my ass, but I could never go through with the act. One of the guys suggested I should check out the local bath house, saying I would find it interesting and felt I could take care of myself, that no one would do anything if I didn’t want them too and if they tried if they did all I’d have to do is just tell them that I wasn’t interested and ask them to leave me alone (famous last words). I walked right in the doors of the baths with a cocky attitude that attempted to say ‘don’t fuck with me’. I walked up to the counter and was asked, “Locker or room?” I hesitated for a second and asked, “How much for a room?” I didn’t think how that screamed “NEWBIE” to all those around. The cute stud behind the counter said “Twenty bucks - must be your first time here.” I quickly attempted to grab my composure as I handed him a $20 and he slid a towel across the counter in my direction saying “Up the stairs and to the right.” I made my way to my room and opened the door. Inside I saw a bed against one wall, a sling in the corner and an open bath area in the other complete with toilet, shower area and sink. There was one wall covered in mirrors which would allow anyone a complete view of himself getting fucked. I changed out of my clothes, wrapped the towel around my waist, put the room key around my wrist and headed out the door. I explored the place looking to watch some action but all I got were guys chasing me around this place. I was beginning to think the bath house was a mistake. Then I noticed the cute guy from the check in counter. He was with another hotie making out in the corner. When I walked by they stopped and asked, “You looking for some action?” I sheepishly answered “No, actually I’m just looking to watch.” He looked at the guy he was will and said “Right on, we like to be watched. Why don’t we go to your room and you can watch us all you want.” I got this big grin on my face and lead them back to my room. “I’m Nick and this is Kevin” the bath house desk boy said. I responded “I'm Brandon” as I led them into my room. I noticed that Nick was carrying a backpack, and that he and Kevin were holding hands. Once inside the room I asked him “What’s in the back pack?” “Some bottled water. Want one?” I was quite thirsty and was happy to accept the offer, although when I accepted the bottle I noticed it wasn’t sealed. I asked Nick and he said that he saved money by recycling the bottles and filling them from the cooler in the back office here at the club. I drank about half the bottle, and noticed a funny taste in the water. I made a comment about the taste and Nick replied “That’s how the cooler water tastes.” I finished drinking my bottle as Nick and Kevin got comfortable on the bed. I noticed both Nick and Kevin had matching biohazard tattoos on the small of their backs. I figured that they must be boyfriends and were both poz. I anticipated watching them fuck was going to be a blast. Nick suggested I sit up in the sling to watch since it would give me a good vantage point. I agreed and hopped into it and sat back to watch them as they began to kiss and feel each other up. I began to thank them for letting me watch but it seemed my words came out a bit slurred. They stopped and looked at me and asked “Are you feeling ok?” All I could do was nod my head yes. I was feeling really good. I was getting super horny watching these two studs go at it and was eager to watch them fuck. Suddenly I felt as if I could not sit up straight and fell back in the sling. Nick and Kevin came over to check on me and then whispered to each other something I could not hear. Then Nick grabbed his back pack and the two rummaged around in it before coming out with several pieces of rope. I may have been slightly out of it, but I knew exactly what was going on. Nick looked down at me and said “I’m so glad you took my suggestion to come to the baths. Now it’s time to help your wishes become real.” I made an attempt to free myself, but it was useless, but I did manage to ask Nick “What the fuck are you talking about?” “Are you enjoying the G I put in your water? You think that you could just parade your ass on line and tease me and my buddy like that? I was the one who suggested that you check out the baths. You think you could’ve gotten in here if it wasn’t for me? You’re supposed to be 21 to get in here but since I knew you might be coming and I was working the desk I was going to make sure you had this room for us to help you get what you’ve been looking for ever since you joined the breedingzone and bugshare.org. Now were going to introduce you to the wonderful world of Tina and give you what you have dreamed about but never had the nerve to follow through with. We’re gona knock you up with HIV.” Nick leaned in and kissed me followed by Kevin. Kevin continued kissing me as I felt a hot tongue begin to probe my hole. Kevin then stopped and moved closer as to offer me his cock to suck. I took it into my eager mouth as Nick's tongue worked its magic on my hole. Kevin let out a moan: he clearly enjoyed my mouth on his cock. Soon he found my throat and slipped in easily. He was learning that I was an expert cock sucker with no barebacking experience. The tongue on my hole was in deep when I felt it replaced with fingers. It felt as if the fingers were clawing and stretching my hole open. Then I felt it. It was stiff and rough like a brush of some kind being worked into my hole. I looked at the mirror behind Kevin and saw Nick fucking my hole with a tooth brush. As our eyes met and he told me “This is the same brush we use on all converts here at the baths. No neg that walks in here ever escaped a pozzing from any of the poz brotherhood.” I watched as he pulled the tooth brush from me well worked over hole to see it red with my own neg blood. Neck then said “It’s time.” I continued sucking Kevin’s cock as Nick moved back between my lags. I watch in the mirror as he slid his cock into my bleeding hole. I knew with the damage the tooth brush did there was no way I was going to escape the bug. I didn’t realize how turned on I was, 'til Nick grabbed my rock hard cock as he fucked me. “This tells me you really want to be knocked up bro.” A moan escaped my mouth around Kevin’s cock as he began to fuck my willing throat. I don’t recall the first load Nick gave me, but my body sure did as my hole began to spasm and suck his demon seed from within him. Nick began to moan and grunt as he fired his poz cum into my neg ass. Kevin then began to breathe heavier and I was getting prepared to swallow his poz load when he pulled from my mouth and began to shoot his seed all over my face especially aiming for my eyes. I felt the sting of his cum as it seeped between my closed eyelids. I tried to keep my eyes shut tightly but Kevin told me to open them and embrace his HIV as it worked its way into my brain along the optic nerve. I opened my eyes and his pox cum soaked into my eyes as it dripped off my forehead. The cum stung, no, burned my eyes fiercely as it soaked in. Before too long the sensation faded. “Now it’s time for your first slam of Tina” Nick told me as I began to panic. Most emphatically I did not want to to try drugs, particularly by injecting them, but was helpless to do anything to prevent Nick as my wrists and ankles were tied to the chains of the sling. Nick looked me in the eyes as he worked a tight piece of rubber around my left arm. He checked the veins in my arm searching for a good one to use. I attempted to say “No” as I felt the coolness of the alcohol on my arm followed by the prick of the needle as it pierced into my vein. Nick and I never broke eye contact when I felt him begin to massage my arm. The fear deep inside me was growing when I felt the tightness being removed from my arm. A warmth raced up my arm, into my chest to my throat. I felt a difficulty to breath and coughed out hard a few times. I began to hear a ringing in my ears as I felt like my body was electrified. Kevin said “It was time to open the door and let the rest of the poz brotherhood seed your neg cunt” as he opened up the door and guys of all ages, sizes and ethnicities filed into the room. One by one they took their turn to seed my hole. I was so drugged up high I didn’t care about anything but taking their seed in me. Old guys, fat guys, sickly looking aids guys all fucked a load or two into my ass. Kevin kempt me well hydrated and well supplied with chems I was feeling no pain. When the action was over I had taken over 30 loads of poz cum. My hole was gaping open and a glob of pink spooge lay on the floor between my legs. Nick and Kevin helped me out of the sling and over to the shower to clean up. I felt as if I couldn’t close my ass and was afraid all the cum inside me would leak out on my clothes as I drove home. “No worries” Nick said as he pulled out a butt plug and placed it in my gaping hole “That will do the trick.” “Here’s our number” Kevin said as he stuffed a piece of paper in my jeans pocket “You give us a call when you get the fuck flu. We’re here to help you as you convert.” I was very grateful to Nick and Kevin for doing what I needed to have done. I chatted every day with Nick and Kevin on the phone. About two months to the day I started to get sick. I knew what the guys had told me and I gave them a call. They were so proud of me. Zit was like giving birth to a new son. They talked me through the whole time I was sick. My mother got a little worried and I reassured her it was the flu and that it was going around. It calmed her down and as I suddenly got better she left me alone. After I recovered from the fuck flu I went out with Nick and Kevin to celebrate. I thanked them with giving them my throat and ass to fuck. They each took a load from me too. Of course, I had to cumming to me. Now to find someone who has it coming to them and pass on my gift.

“Step up to the blue line and look at the camera,” I shuffled forward and tried my hardest to form an expression that conveyed innocence and remorse all at once. Blinded for a moment by the flash, I wondered how I’d gone from drinking with my friends at our favorite dive bar near campus, to barefoot and high as a kite, awaiting processing of my arrest. When the cop pulled me over less than a block from the rundown off-campus housing where I’d gone with my friends Nick and Drew to pick up some party supplies for the gang this weekend, we were smart enough to quickly swallow anything we had on us. Sadly I had no idea that my roommate had left his bag under the back seat, and that it contained a half-empty prescription for a serious pain killer. Chances are the officers were disappointed that’s all they found since I suspect they were staking out the guy who we bought from. Normally, they’d have probably confiscated the bottle, and written me a ticket and released us. Unfortunately, these particular officers are assigned to the smallest branch of the state police force, charged with the safety of my tiny college town, and its population of under 20,000 people, meaning they were hungry for a bust. I explained that my roommate would happily claim the pills if they’d call him, but instead they cuffed me, and booked me for possession of a controlled substance, fulfilling their nightly quota. “Turn and face the red x on the wall,” the young Hispanic clerk barked, before blinding me again. My vision faded back while I was led to the cells by the massively tall Italian cop who’d pulled me over. We passed his partner, a shorter lean white ginger, as he dragged Nick into the processing area behind me. His charge was even flimsier than mine, as they found an empty baggy and trimmed drinking straw in his coat pocket, but it was enough to hold him overnight, so he was stuck here too. Drew had lucked out, swallowing his share, baggie and all, meaning they had nothing to hold him on. Hopefully he was able to find my roommate and drive my car back to the dorms before it all kicked in. My share of the loot was a small bag of tina, and a cap of something Andre, the dealer, had referred to only as “G.” I felt the G almost as soon as I was put in the back of the squad car, praying I could hold it together until the Tina kicked in and balanced it out. I had never done either before that moment, but had fucked a few girls who’d been on them and knew their effects well enough to know some of what to expect. It must have taken awhile for the tina to digest because I started to feel the kick right as Officer Tutelli opened another door and introduced me to the fluorescent glow of the holding cells. “Lets step in here kid, watch your toes” Tutelli, or “Tut” as he’d told me to call him was actually pretty nice considering I was being charged with a felony. I marveled at how easy he swung me down onto a bench in the middle of this small cinder block and pexi-glass pen. “Sorry to have to do this but you need to strip naked so I can check you for weapons and substances.” The thought of Tut’s fingers and eyes inspecting my naked body wasn’t nearly as upsetting as it might have been if I’d been sober. Imagining his strong tan hands sliding up between my legs and down into my ass crack was actually turning me on as I got down to my undershirt and briefs. Suddenly it hit me that he’d be able to see if I was hard, but glancing down I was relieved to see I wasn’t even close. In fact I seemed smaller than usual and the pumping lust I felt seemed more concentrated in my asshole. “Stand up and come here.” I walked to his chair, my cock only inches from his face, though still separated by my thin briefs. It never crossed my mind that he should put on gloves or have another officer present, all I could think of was how nice his fingertips felt as he spread out my fingers and toes. He slid them from my ankles to just below my balls before making me lift my arms so he could stroke them down my biceps, through my pit hair, and around the trails of chest fuzz on my pecs and abs. “I need you to be honest with me now about something. It’s so I know where to place you for your protection in regards to any other inmates. I need you to tell me if you are sexually attracted to men.” His voice was so low I could feel it vibrate in my stomach as he peeled my hands from my crotch and slid the front of my briefs below my balls. I shook my head no. “I think you are lying. I am not asking you if you have a boyfriend or take it up the ass. I just need you to be honest and admit that you have tried it before and might be inclined to try more.” I’d experimented a few times with dudes at that point, twice in MFM threesomes with my ex-girlfriend, and a few times with a TA from my micro-econ class. He was nothing much, just an average late-20’s grad student, but I’d sensed he was into me when we broke into groups and discussed minority economic values. My group was covering homosexuals, and he was extremely willing to offer his help with lists of fetish gear, sex toys and products that were created and marketed solely for gay men. That same weekend I bumped into him at a party hosted in a large house split into 4 or 5 apartments. He fed me drinks all night and then asked if I would like to see some examples of gay-market products. It turned out he lived right below the party and was very happy to show me some porn and try on a leather jock and harness for me. I sucked him off a few minutes later and he returned the favor. After avoiding him for a few weeks, I ran into him again at a bar and we’d ended up sucking each other off regularly a few days a week since then. Last weekend, I’d even managed to get my cock in his ass for 10 seconds before I shot all over his hole. I apologized and he reassured me that maybe I was meant for the other end. I laughed at the thought, sure I would never let anyone or anything pierce my virgin hole. Suddenly, as my briefs dropped to my ankles and Tut spun me around, I was having doubts about remaining a virgin back there. I quietly told him he was right. “I thought so. I need you to bend over, spread your ass cheeks and cough.” I did as he said, part of me disappointed that he didn’t need more. He asked me to cough again, and simultaneously I felt something wet hit right above my hole on my cheeks. I tried to turn around and stand straight but Tut was now on his feet and was able to keep me still with one well-placed hand. “It’s KY, gotta be thorough,” was all he said before I felt one of his thick fingers pushing the liquid against my hole until it broke through, impaling me up to his second knuckle. “Nothing there…yet. You really are new to men.” He pulled his finger out with a plop and told me to stand against the wall. Looking down I couldn’t believe it when I saw that I was finally semi-hard, but only because of his finger in my hole. I waited there while he searched my clothes and put them in a bag, informing me I’d have to wear a jumpsuit instead of my jeans, since they had a bunch of zippers and buttons that could be used as weapons. He stepped out of the booth and grabbed a dark green jumpsuit and a pair of boat shoes, all imprinted with the name of the county jail. He set them on the bench, but gave me a look when I reached for them that told me not to get dressed yet, before calling in his partner, who I learned was named O’Malley. “This one is ready to be processed, bring in the other.” Nick was brought in and I turned bright red trying to cover my junk as he openly stared. I was humiliated knowing he was seeing me so vulnerable until he too was asked to strip. O’Malley was much more business-like with Nick than Tut had been with me, using gloves and remaining standing the entire time. When the time came for his privates to be searched, O’Malley asked Nick to lower his boxers to his knees. I almost asked why he got to keep his boxers when I was forced to wait naked, but I forgot all about it when Nick’s hard 8 inch monster uncut cock sprang from his boxers and thwacked against his tight abs. O’Malley quickly and calmly lifted Nick’s balls before asking him to bend over and cough which he did. I glanced around the room to see where the KY was for Nick’s fingering, when I realized there wasn’t any in the room. My eye caught the smirk on Tut’s face as he licked his finger before turning to the next page in the booking report. “For your safety, we encourage you to volunteer any information about your sexual orientation, religious beliefs, gang affiliations or medical history. This better helps us place you away from possible cell mates who might take offense or react violently to such information. Any thing you wish to volunteer at this time?” My heart sank at the idea that Tut had called out my bi tendencies so easily. “Nah, I’m good.” Nick said, absent mindedly pulling his hard cock away from his abs, leaving a string of pre-cum between his piss slit and the light blonde treasure trail from his 6 pack to his sparse, slightly darker pubes. “Don’t mind my bone, I had plans to take care of it with my girl tonight before this happened, but I guess it’ll have to wait.” “it better wait son,” Tut warned. “Lots of guys come in here hopped up on shit and go from straight to ‘a hole is a hole’ once they are stuck in a cell over night. Just remember the guys in with you are gang members who would kill you for lookin at them wrong. Now get dressed before I make you go in there naked.” We both dressed, me in the jumpsuit, my t-shirt, briefs and the boat shoes, and Nick in his own shorts, wife-beater, boxers and a similar pair of well-worn slip-on boat shows. Somehow he managed to pull up his boxers and shorts last and my eyes never left Nick’s raging hard on until it finally disappeared under them, as O’Malley and Tut chatted in the corner. At that point, Tut took over our placement, cuffed us again and walked us back into the main cell area, stopping to uncuff and assign Nick to a floor-to-ceiling pexiglass cell that looked to be about 15 x 15, with benches along each side and padded mats stacked opposite a toilet and water fountain on the back wall. Nick seemed nervous when he looked at the two drunks sharing his cell, but I was relieved that all the talk of gang-members was just to scare us. I tried not to verbally groan at the thought of us being separated when Tut made it clear I wasn’t going to be in this cell. Instead he had me follow him down a long hall to a newer portion of the jail which connected to the long-term cells, which housed the rare local criminal charged with up to 90 days. Luckily they each had their own cells on the next level up, so right now I was the only resident of a cell twice the size of the one Nick was in. I was pleasantly surprised to see that this cell had benches not just along the walls, but a row in the middle as well. Plus the toilet and drinking fountain were tucked behind a small partition, giving me at least a little privacy. Tut told me he had to finish my paperwork, but in about 30 minutes most of the staff would be going home, leaving him as the only person on duty for this area. As he walked away I stared intently at his tight blue slacks, hoping to see a sign that his cock might be hard in them. I picked a spot half way down the back wall of benches and found that I could only be seen from the chest up. This encouraged me to reach back into my jumpsuit and fondle my cock and balls. I still didn’t seem to be able to get hard, so I decided to see if I could jumpstart my dick with a little finger play around my hole. I hit the can quickly to be sure my ass was clean, and was surprised at how easily my soapy finger bottomed out in my tiny hole. My cock started to throb to hardness while I worked the finger in and out, imagining my girlfriend’s tits, but accidently including Nick’s hard cock or Tut’s open shirt revealing his thick mat of black chest hair and O’Malley’s shirt sleeves stretching across his broad shoulders and biceps, before sinking down into the small waist of his pants. I looked towards the entrance to be sure I was alone and realized, from this seat, I could see all the way out the windows opposite the cell, and into the windows of the older part of the building, including the officer’s booth and the room where we’d be stripped searched. By the time I’d gotten to full mast, I had two fingers in my ass and a third knocking at the door. Just in time, Tut stood up from the officer’s station computer, and walked out. I tried standing a little taller to catch a glimpse of where he went, but there was no need. Less than a minute passed before Tut and the Hispanic clerk led two young men into the strip room. Both around my age or maybe a few years older, one was white, as tall as Tut, covered in tats and shredded. His 6 pack had a 6 pack. The other was a black guy, a few inches shorter, but probably still taller than my 6 feet, with a couple tattoos. He wasn’t as ripped but had way more muscle mass. He probably could have ripped me in half like a phone book. My cock was twitching in anticipation as they disrobed. I would guess most men would probably be too short for me to see much other than belly buttons and up, but these two were just tall enough that as each pulled out his dicks, I could see all of Whitey’s Dick, including the snake tattoo running the length, and all but the very low-hanging head of the black guy. I moaned outloud and worked the third finger in. A ding signaled an elevator door opening from the corridor past my cell that led to the upper levels. Scrambling to pull up my discarded briefs and jumpsuit, I accidentally caught my foot in the ads of the briefs, ripping it open an out an inch right where the rear fabric meets the fly. I barely got them to my knees, and sat back on the john as a chubby latino guard rounded the corner and did a head count of 1, me, and radioed it to the guard station. I don’t know a lot of Spanish, but I did manage to get him referring to me as the ‘maricon’ with la pingita Bonita, Aka the fag with the pretty little prick. Shamed, I remembered myself, and pulled on my clothing. Drugs might have made me horny and clouded my judgment, but I wasn’t going to go queer just because my hole felt hungry. I just managed to get my jump suit back on when the two thugs, now redressed, rounded the corner. “Hey Charlie, you’ve got roommates now. This is Derrick and Dante, in to sleep off their buzz, but I think they can do it better with you than in the tank. They will keep you company while you enjoy the view.” Tut directed them inside the cell and flashed another knowing smirk. He must have seen me watching the step search. This guy should be a detective. Before Tut had even finished locking the door, Derrick and Dante proceeded to shed their shirts and saggy shorts leaving Derrick in a wife beater and boxers, and Dante in just his boxer briefs, which did nothing to hide his black anaconda from my indiscreet eyes. “tut was right, you are one of the brotherhood, ain’tcha?” Derrick was opening groping his tattooed cock through his ratty boxers as he wondered over and sat right next to me. “what? Brotherhood? I dunno what you…” I trailed off when Dante joined in the fun but massaging his growing lump. “its cool son. Tut told us you like Dick sometimes. Don’t mean you a faggot, just means you need a bro to reload yo tank wit baby batter.” Dante revealed the head of his uncut black monster from the leg of his undies as he finished explaining my urges, which only furthered my belief that this had to be a dream. “I’m not, I mean, I don’t do that shit man. That officer, tut, he is fucking with me is all. I got a girl on campus and I’m just high right now.” It took me a moment to realize I was still watching them jerk while I clung desperately to my hetero life. “I feel dat Charlie. My first time tryin Tina, I was pounding this sweet teenage cunt for 10 hours straight before she passed out. Hitchin my way home, this queen ol white faggot agrees to trade me a ride if he can swallow this shit,” Dante took this opportunity to extract his full 9 inches of uncut mahogany. “so I pounded his throat and pussy for another 4 hours. Now I get all my crystal free from ol fairies like dat, and I get to bust a nut on they face too.” “looks like this preppy asshole is still getting used to partyin with cousin Tina, Dante. Yo chuckie, how long you been partyin?” Derrick lowered his boxers and pulled out a thin 7 inch cut woody with the snake now fully exposed. His cock was not as big as Dante’s, but his balls were gigantic, and somehow he’d managed to keep his prince albert even though I’m sure that should have been confiscated during his search. “what time is it? 2ish? About 4 hours.” I couldn’t help it, I unzipped my jumpsuit and slid it to my waist. “nah bro, not how long this trip, how long since you first partied ever?” Derrick took the opportunity to reach over and pull my shirt up, uncovering my 4 pack and decent pecks, all covered in downy chestnut hair. He began to stroke my nips and run his tattooed fingers through the fuzz. “about 4 hours. Hypothetically if I was high, which I would never be, especially in jail, then hypothetically I might have had to swallow some Tina and g. But if anyone is listening or if either of you is working for the police, again, this is all hypothetical.” Dante chuckled at my paranoia, and came over to my other side. “Damn Charlie man, it’s your first party and you are spending it like this? That’s not cool dawg. Dante, you think you can talk T into a visit upstairs?” Derrick said, scooting closer so his arm was around my shoulder. Dante nodded and reached down into my jumpsuit, firmly grasping my ass before winking at me and walking to the Plexiglas door and pressing a small button. It dawned on me that the button would call Tut or whoever else was on duty, and I asked if we should get decent. Both guys laughed at me. “what’s up D? Ah, I see you are warming up the rookie I lined up for you, you guys can’t think I still owe you more?” Tut had unbuttoned his top three buttons on his uniform shirt and had obviously been working his cock, which I could finally make out in his blue slacks. I was extremely confused when he mentioned owing Dante and Derrick, since they were locked up and yet I was beginning to learn that nothing was what I expected here. “nah pig, you done fine by me, but dis boy is in on his first party ride and you know dat shit ain’t right. You think he needs a trip up top? Seems fair since you was da reason he took it in da first place.” Dante must have convinced Tut, because he immediately opened the cell and told me to pull up my jumpsuit but keep it unzipped. He cuffed me and led me back into the hall, radioing O’Malley as he firmly directed me to the elevator I’d heard buzz before. Part two Moments later I found myself inside the jails main surveillance room, a dark windowless room with a few dozen screens making up one wall and a few desks with individual viewing stations spread through it. On the elevator ride up I’d assumed we were going to a private cell on the 2nd or third floors for privacy. Tut showed me on the screens in front of him that the only places where the cameras couldn’t see consisted of the back row of my holding cell, one corner of the guards’ station and this very room. That was why he brought me up here to do what he had planned. My mouth was watering at the thought he might let me suck on the still mysterious bulge in his trousers, but no such luck. Imagine my total surprise when he whipped out an odd looking pipe and a small bag of crystals identical to those I’d swallowed earlier, except 4 times as many. “if I’d known you were a virgin with this too, I’d have snuck you up here as soon as I got this stuff from Dante.” He said, while demonstrating how to light the pipe. I’d only smoked pot a few times, so this was entirely foreign to me, which is why I thought he was kissing me when he pulled me close to shotgun the smoke into my mouth. I got the drift when the cloud was blown in my face and caught the last of it before Tut really did pull me in for an urgent kiss. Removing my cuffs, and handing me the pipe, tut explained once more how to light it. I thought I was doing well until he saw my exhale, and demanded I get a hit ‘like a man.’ So he held it and lit it for me, and that inhalation was so big I almost passed out. We passed the pipe a few more times before I really started to feel it, at which point I forgot to be straight, and reached for Tut’s bulge. “hold on Charlie boy, I’ll get it out for you to play, if you’ll lose the suit and let me see that bubble butt again.” He didn’t have to ask me twice. I was stripped to my briefs before he’d undone a single button on his fly, allowing me to take over and rip it open. Onside he wore a jockstrap which was stretched to capacity with the biggest Dick I’d ever seen. 9 inches at least and as big around as my fist, this meat was perfect. I worked the tight foreskin down over his head a few times, eliciting a moan. He followed my groping with some of his own, stretching a hand behind me and pressing it between my cheeks in search of my hole. When he realized the fresh rip allowed him to get his fingers inside me, he almost took me right there on the floor of the dark room. Instead he bent me over a desk and tore the briefs further so he could eat my hairy butt. I thought it was a weird idea until I felt it happening and finally understood that I was destined to be a bottom bitch after that moment. Once his tongue had me loosened, Tut whipped out the crystals once more and inserted a couple directly into the spit-sloppy sphincter. “once those melt, you’ll be ready for me to pluck that cherry. In the meantime, we gotta get you back downstairs before Derrick and Dante flip out over me taking their toy.” Tut rebuked his pants and I stepped back into the jumpsuit. Some quick thinking before we left inspired him to take some scissors and slice the rear end of my jump suit, so he could have three fingers working my rosebud all the way back to the cell. Once we checked that we’d gotten everything, I looked up once more at the monitors and caught Nick balls deep in the throat of some young twinky looking drunk in his cell. Hopefully he’d have enough left over to give me a shot at it too. As soon as the door to the cell shut, Dante and Derrick could tell I was spun to a new level. Before either one could say one more word to convince me to try sucking their dicks, I was already on my knees behind the middle bench, working my first ever black cock into my throat. “aw fuck yeah faggot, suck that Dick.” The Tina had dried out my throat, otherwise I was damn near positive I could have had him all the way to the short and curlies. I only pulled off somi could try the snake on my other side. Somehow I’d expected I’d choke on the ring dangling from Derrick’s Dick head, but it seemed just as easy as Dante’s. Meanwhile, Dante discovered the easy access panel on my butt and began working his fingers inside me. “puck Derrick, this cunt has been prepped wit a booty bump I think. I bet I could get his cherry.” Dante began to work his cock through the cloth barriers towards his fingers, when O’Malley’s voice stopped him. “you do that and Tut will break it off. He claimed this one as soon as he saw him outside Andre’s. Besides, you guys need to cool it. Hector is on his way down for his last headcheck before we dim the lights for the night.” Both guys hurried to dive back into their street clothes while I wobbled to the bench. Sure enough O’Malley had just turned the corner towards the old building when we heard the elevator ding and Hector appeared from the other direction. “unos, dos, tres in cell b,” he read into his radio. “time for bed chicas.” He laughed at his own joke before hitting the switch which shut down all but a third of the overhead light fixtures. Once we were clear, my thug cellmates took off everything and began tag-teaming my throat. “damn bro, he’s already got me close.” Derrick said right before we heard the cell door unlock. “Good, let him get you off, but just pull out before he swallows it. I want you to shoot on his hole so I don’t ruin him on his first go around.” I didn’t need to look to know that the voice belonged to Tut, or that the following clomps and rustles were from his clothing hitting the floor. “fuck Tut, I been waiting years to see you seed some ass, get that ramrod over here and make dis bitch scream. Is O’Malley coming too?” Dante moved out of my sight, leaving only Derrick and his sweaty, rippling tattooed muscles. I heard Tut begin to explain when O’Malley would be joining us, only to be interrupted by the announcement that Derrick was gonna shoot. Quicker than a speeding sperm load, Derrick whipped me around and bent me over the bench. I jumped when he managed to rip the jumper and briefs even further, and got his piercing and most of his dick head inside me. He might have gone further, but not with a hole as tight as mine and how close he was. “FUUUUUUUUCCCKKK BITCH HERE IT CUUUUUUUMS!” I felt very little actual response in my hole considering how long his grunts and thrusts continued. It was almost a full two minutes before his soft head slid back out. I reached back to feel if there was any difference and was rewarded with a slimy, sloppy open butthole. Tut and Dante wasted no time in getting me on my back on the center bench, with Tut between my legs and Dante straddling my head. Tut’s cock must have grown another half inch to an inch since I’d seen it before, but there was no chance to double check since Tut slammed most of it inside me on his first thrust. In spite of the rimming, fingering and booty bump, I was still a virgin teenager, and I screamed bloody murder until Dante’s cock shut me up. Once Tut managed to slide it all the way in, it took no time at all to work his way up from slowly working a few inches at a time, to pounding me balls deep like a jack rabbit. Somewhere in my drugged haze I heard Tut welcome O’Malley and another guy in to watch ‘some bitch’ (me) get his v-card punched. O’Malley responded with something funny about my hole definitely ‘getting punched,’ but I couldn’t really see or hear anything with Dante’s legs around my head. I never wanted either of them to stop, but Tut had other plans, pushing Dante away so he could lean in close over me and look me in the eye when he informed me he was seeding my hole. The sound he created as he dumped a gallon of jizz up my guts, was somewhere between a cry and a roar. Unlike Derrick’s deposit, I didn’t need to reach down to be sure Tut was cumming inside me, each pulse of sperm caused his cock to expand and contract against my prostate. I reached for my aching, stiff rod, but Tut told me no. I tried to lock my legs around his neck to keep him inside me, but Tut easily overpowered me, and told Dante to resume fucking my face while he got the next dude to tuck my sweet creamy hole. I had no idea who else was now in the room, since my vision was blocked by Dante’s massive meat in my face or by Tut’s hulking hairy chest. I decided I could care less who the next Dick in me was once it lined up with my hole and sank in. I wondered if this cock belonged to O’Malley since it was almost as big as Tut’s and his was the only one I hadn’t seen. My anticipation was short lived when Dante dismounted to keep from cumming too soon. Looking up I immediately recognized the blond thin body that was violating my raw buns as belonging to “Nick!” His closed eyes popped open when I cried out his name, and his first response was to pull out. Just in the ‘nic’ of time I managed to grasp his hips and pull him back in, insisting he continue pounding me. “holy shit Charlie. They told me you were upstairs. They said there was a cumdump in here for me to seed and I was so fucking horny bro, I swear I had no idea it was you. I didn’t even see you until” I leaned forward and pulled his tee shirt until he was close enough that I could make him shut up by shoving my tongue in his mouth. That was too much for poor Nicky, and 30 seconds later I took his load right along side Tut’s and Derrick’s. He barely caught his breath when Dante tossed him off my ass and took over. I yelled out something about discussing it later before being force fed O’Malley’s red-framed 7 inch cut slab. Before the next shift came in at 6am, I managed to take 11 loads. I swallowed one each from O’Malley and Dante, and was bred by two from nick, two from Tut, two from Derrick, and one from Dante, O’Malley and some random inmate from upstairs who bred me doggy style. My first time bottoming and I never even saw one of the men who bred me. Once the morning shift arrived, I was processed and released on bond. Nick and I were awkward for the next few weeks until we had to appear in court. The night before we were set to go in, we got together to verify we had all the necessary paperwork. He was in my room for less than five minutes before he had my legs over my head and began working his Dick in my tight hole. Thank goodness my roommate was gone that night, because Nick stayed over and continued breeding me until we left for court. It turns out the evidence was filed incorrectly, and we both got off Scott free. Officer Tutelli was kind enough to come inform us in person at the court house. He also informed us that we could get picked up for drunk and disorderly whenever we felt like coming back for seconds. We took him up on that offer then and there. What followed was three days of gang-bangs and drugs that finally settled it. I plead guilty on all counts of being born a bottom bitch boy

One big problem with Grindr bios is that I see it happening more often guys don't put their sexual position i.e. top, vers or bottom. If guys would list their position it would save a lot of headaches. I have bottom listed in mine and also put in the header or description specifically "bb bottom" and "no condoms". But it's inevitable that I get hit up by someone and when I verify during the chat and ask "u into bb?" I get the response safe or condoms only.

Yup, when blocking just removed those profile from my view, I use it. I'm not mad at them, it just saves both of us unnecessary grief. And it is mighty helpful to know that if the only thing a guy wants is a BBC; I can stop right there as for certain mine is not that. 😄

No experience with metal cages here. If you're on Twitter search the hash tag #teamlocked or #gaychastity. The guys on there are generally very responsive to questions. As for being locked 24/7 I believe that is a personal choice you have to make with yourself and maybe your sir or key holder. Self locked here. I thought I would try it for a couple days maybe a week off and on. 105 days later and getting ready to downsize cages a 2nd time I've only been unlocked long enough to shave and shower since Oct 16. Amazing feeling thinking that I used to jerk off 3 times before I got out of bed and have only jerked off once since Oct 16. It has driven my already high sex drive off the charts. No plans to unlock here. Mornings are kind of rough when you wake up and your dick is trying to get hard and straining in the cage. You eventually get used to it, but there are always those mornings that test your self-discipline and tempt you to unlock. But you persevere through it and it feels great once you do. As a bottom it reminds you that you are a hole to be used. Hope that may answer some questions you have. If not ask away with any specific questions.

Deep inside or down the throat. Never let it go to waste. And don't push it out.

Well, it's always a good day when we learn something new. Thanks, blackrobe, for the clear explanation. I honestly had no idea. Fortunately, I seldom use contractions, but I will absolutely never use that one again.

me too

Give a man a burger and he has a meal.Suck his dick and you got a friend for life.:)

Thongs and jockstrap alternate first. Cold days maybe a bikini brief or boxerbrief. No tightly white or multipack branded undies for me.

damn thats hot

I'm also a newbie but super into chastity. For the guys who have tried it, espcially longterm, what's your opinion on metal cages? Any advice on being locked 24/7?

@fskn I really enjoy your posts! One thing I do like about Grindr is that while there seems to be a huge influx of women seeking men there; it is easy to block those profiles when I see them which takes them out of my "view" as it were when I am cruising Grindr. Man I agree with you, calling out race (whether context is "prefer" or "dislike" is still making it a determinant. And I fail to understand why that matters? I tend to take men "as they are". If we don't hit it off, that's OK. We don't have to jump in bed with everyone (fun though that sounds). 🙂 Jim

Part 3: Surprising Discoveries Jake had a very full weekend. He’d left the office early on Friday for the 6-hour drive to Springwells, arriving in time for dinner with several friends. They’d come together for the wedding of one of their group to a wealthy young guy who was heir to the owner of the largest spa in that well-known mountain resort town. Everyone was in a party mood from the moment they landed at the resort, although Jake had to behave himself a bit since he was standing up for one of the grooms at the wedding ceremony on Saturday afternoon and had to make a speech at the banquet afterwards – a speech which called for the impossible mixture of restraint and raunchiness that you’d expect of a gathering split 50/50 between horny gay men and respectable white-collar multi-millionaires. He’d been sweating over preparing the text of his remarks for a week, trying to get the tone right. None of this had stopped Jake from hooking up on Friday night with a younger guy who’d been left at a loose end when his older lover hit the single malts with a bit too much energy and had to be put to bed to sleep it off before ten o’clock. This young guy, a sexy, blond, Dane by the name of Lars, had no trouble responding positively to a not-too-discreet overture from Jake, since he felt certain that cheating on a drunk and incapable partner wasn’t cheating at all. Between 11pm and 2am, Jake not only got the hot young Dane into bed but succeeded in breeding him three times. His first load actually pumped up into that tight Scandinavian ass even before they made it to Jake’s bed, with Lars bent over the arm of the sofa in Jake’s suite, his feet still tangled up in his pants and briefs. After they disentangled from each other, and got Lars disentangled from his clothes, they fell into bed for a prolonged and sizzling-hot session of making out, sixty-nine (with both sucking and ass-eating) and sliding against each other’s muscular abs and chests. When Lars began panting a bit, Jake decided it was high time to get inside that sweet ass again. This time, he pushed Lars onto his back, lifted his legs, and slid his dick deep inside that tight, Nordic channel. Before long, he was lying right on top of Lars, pumping his hard cock in and out of the Danish boy’s butt, and wrenching assorted sighs, moans, cries, and “fucks” out of the kid, who had his arms and legs wrapped right around Jake, pulling him in as deep inside as possible. This whole treatment, combined with a constant stream of tongue kisses, soon brought Jake to another climax, and sent another barrage of sperm jetting into the tight ass of Lars. After that, a bit of a rest was in order, and the two drifted off to sleep, after rearranging themselves spoon-fashion, with Jake’s semi-hard cock still securely lodged inside Lars. Jake woke up about an hour later, found that he was still firmly planted inside Lars and still semi-hard, and instinctively started pumping again. This renewed cock action soon woke Lars up too, and his moans and “fucks” quickly resumed as he realized that he was getting plowed for a third round. This third session took a bit longer, but neither the stalwart top nor the bright-eyed, eager bottom seemed to mind that a bit. Actually, Jake particularly enjoyed fucking from the big spoon position, and Lars definitely seemed to enjoy being pounded that way. However, all good things come to an end. Jake eventually realized that his third load was on the delivery line, and he considerately held back until Lars, with his busy hand, was able to successfully wrench an orgasm out of his cock – at the same time that Jake let fly with a third load inside the young Dane’s well-filled ass. Jake would have been perfectly happy to spend the rest of the night curled up in bed with Lars and loading him up a fourth time when they woke up again in the morning, but Lars decided belatedly that he had better go and check on his drunken lover. He got up and dressed, and they parted at 2am, not without a lengthy, tempting goodbye kiss. History does not record what reaction, if any, Lars received on staggering back to his partner’s room with his hole and his legs all out of whack, and with his ass fuller of liquid than his bladder. It was just as well that Jake did get a few hours of good, solid sleep, because he had to be on hand at 11am for the wedding rehearsal – and not just on hand, but sober, coherent, and (toughest of all) wide awake. With the help of a sizable dose of premium coffee from room service, he managed it. The room service waiter, another cute, hot young guy, couldn’t refrain from smirking a bit at the rumpled bed covers and the unmistakable aroma of hot gay sex in Jake’s room, but Jake perforce had to ignore him due to pressure of time. At another time, he’d have been happy to wipe that sassy smirk off the young waiter’s face by yanking his tight black trousers down off his muscular ass and breeding his sweet ass. The rehearsal and wedding went off without mishap, and Jake’s speech was well-received. The dinner, beginning with fresh crab cakes, proceeding to filet mignon, and ending with hand-made petits fours, was excellent, and Jake commended his friend’s choice in marrying into a family which knew how to hire truly fine chefs. Needless to say, the wedding celebrations went on, in the banquet room, and in numerous other rooms of the resort, for most of the night. The front desk did an excellent job of fielding noise complaints during the wee hours from guests who weren’t part of the main event of the weekend and didn’t appreciate the animalistic medley of moans, grunts, cries, “fucks,” and more that disrupted their slumbers. Nor did it end there, because the opening of the gifts (delayed until 5pm on Sunday for excellent practical reasons) devolved into another drunken-binge-slash-multi-room-orgy. Most of those involved (including Jake, who even got a chance to breed Eric, the top half of the Eric-Lars relationship), slept very late Monday morning. As a result, Jake didn’t make it back into work until Tuesday. He was sitting morosely at his desk, nursing a slight but insistent headache, and not responding to anything except the most essential communications. Then Sean came in to talk to him. Sean had not enjoyed much of his weekend and wasn’t feeling a whole lot better when Monday morning rolled around. It didn’t take the brain of a genius to figure out that his ass had been ripped by that rough fucker in the woods, and by Sunday afternoon the pain was bad enough that he took a trip to the emergency room to get it checked out. Sure enough, he’d been torn. He was given a couple of prescriptions and told sternly to take it easy and avoid interference with his anus as much as possible for the next week and a half to give it a chance to heal. He was still sure that he had met that vicious bastard somewhere or other before, but for the life of him he couldn’t think where he would have seen the guy. Anyway, he made it through Monday somehow, headed home to rest, and turned down an alluring invitation for Friday night from a semi-regular daddy fuck buddy. Tuesday was much the same. The pain was less, but he was still finding walking and sitting equally uncomfortable, and he was still preoccupied with the question of the top fucker’s identity. In fact, he was musing about that very thing when he went down to the break room for a coffee. And on the way back to his cubicle, he saw that violent top guy, in the flesh, walking along the hall ahead of him. He shook his head in disbelief, and then looked again. No, sure enough, it was him – the walk and the set of the shoulders were unmistakable. Then the man turned into the private office, and he realized that he was following his boss. That really gave Sean something to think about. And after thinking about it for ten minutes or so, he headed into Jake’s office to have a little talk with his boss. Jake looked up, and then struggled for a moment to recall the hot, young new staffer’s name. “Good morning, uhh… Shane? No, Sean.” “Good morning.” “What can I do for you?” Sean closed the door. “Just wanted to know if you enjoyed yourself on Saturday morning.” Jake looked his puzzlement. “Well, not that it’s any of your damn business, but no, I was suffering from a combination of too much drink and too much – call it ‘fun’ – the night before.” “You seemed to be having enough fun in the morning.” Sean’s elliptical conversation was irritating Jake and he was on the verge of becoming angry. “I’m not sure what you’re getting at, but I think you’re barking up the wrong tree. It’s not as if you were at that wedding.” “I’m not talking about a wedding. I’m talking Saturday morning in Greenwoods Park. You don’t remember?” Now Jake was getting seriously annoyed. “Whatever you’re hinting at, it has nothing to do with me, since I was six hours’ drive away in Springwells all weekend, from Friday night until Monday afternoon. Whoever you are talking about in Greenwoods Park, it definitely wasn’t me.” Sean’s cocky manner was evaporating. “You were out of town?” “Yes. And like I said before, it’s none of your damn business.” Now Sean was truly bewildered. “Okay, this is getting too weird. If it wasn’t you, how the hell was there a guy who was the same height, same build across the shoulders, and with the same voice, working me over in the park on Saturday?” Jake picked up on that right away. It certainly answered one of his questions. “Working you over, huh?” Sean couldn’t stop the red mounting to his face. “Yeah, I ran into this guy when I was out for a run and he took me into the trees and…” Jake cut him off. “Okay, I get the picture.” He sat and thought for a moment, drumming his fingers on the desk. Then he went on, choosing his words very carefully. “It’s definitely getting weird, more than you know. Look, this isn’t a workplace issue and we shouldn’t be talking about it on office time. And anything you or I say about it has nothing to do with your job status, evaluation, salary, or anything related to that. But I definitely want to hear more about this guy you met. Can we meet after work for a drink at the Corner Bar?” Sean thought for a moment in turn, and then said. “Sure. But remember, I’m new in town. Where is it?” “Just turn right out the front door of the building, take the first street on the right, and go halfway down the block, right-hand side. At, say, 5:00?” A few minutes after 5, Jake and Sean were seated with drinks in front of them at one of the quieter booth seats in the Corner Bar. The name was a lame joke since the bar was in the middle of the block and so not on any street corner. The Corner Bar was a rip-roaring gay party spot on evenings and weekends, but quieter in the afternoon. After the waiter dropped the drinks and left (with a sly wink and thumbs up at Jake), Jake prodded Sean into talking about his experience. Sean left out most of the really salacious details, but he told Jake the story. Jake asked a few questions, probing for more details. In time, a picture emerged: a man the same height, with similar high, square shoulders, but heavier built through the waist and hips, a similar walk, and a similar voice -- but more gravelly, as if the speaker had done a lot of yelling in his time or had suffered from a never-ending smokers’ cough. Sean also made sure to throw in the details about the medical fallout from the whole experience, although he left out the feelings of enjoyment he’d had as the stranger was ripping him open and breeding him. Then, it was Jake’s turn to speak. “I said this was weirder than you know. Here’s what happened to me.” He then proceeded to tell Sean all about how he’d been thrown out of the bathhouse by the bouncer – another weird incident involving a mysterious and violent stranger who apparently looked very much like Jake. Sean immediately jumped to the most irrelevant detail. “A bathhouse with a bouncer?” Jake laughed. “Part time, and I don’t know if they pay him or just let him in free so he can control the horny young college guys on half-price Tuesdays. He’s actually the regular bouncer here at the Corner.” “So it comes down to this, there’s this guy who looks like you, hanging around the area, and getting way out of control every time he fucks a young dude.” “Something like that. Kind of scares me. I’m starting to wonder if I’m going to find the cops on my doorstep with a warrant when he does something really bad.” “You’re not the only one scared. I’d just as soon not run into him again. Getting my hole ripped that badly isn’t exactly a picnic.” Sean thought a bit more. “You’ll need to have eyewitnesses everywhere you go, just in case.” “Not exactly practical, I live alone – and I don’t want someone looking over my shoulder if I’m fucking a hot pickup from the apps.” Sean nodded. “Living alone, that makes it difficult.” Another moment of thought, and then: “What if I move in with you?” Jake must have looked utterly astounded because Sean quickly went on. “Hey, calm down, I don’t mean it that way! Just so there’s always someone around who can say where you were and what you were doing during your downtime at home. I can sleep on the sofa.” “No way, Sean. I like my privacy!” “In that case, better get a good security cam for your entrance that can record you coming and going. But I was serious – and the offer stands if you change your mind.” Jake thanked him, but again demurred. He was just tossing back the last of his drink when the door opened and Bill-the-bouncer walked in. Jake saw his face darken when he spotted them in the booth. He grinned at Bill, and then said to Sean, “Another round?” Sean nodded, and Jake waved the waiter over. After the drinks landed, the conversation moved on to more general topics. Jake was interested to hear how Sean was adjusting to life in a new city after moving on from college. He dropped a couple of pointers on good places to find guys, and Sean thanked him. While they were talking along those lines, Bill came over. “Hey, Bill. Meet my friend, Sean.” Bill’s face darkened again. “Sean – watch out, kid, this guy’s dangerous. He’s a fucking maniac.” Jake retorted, “Bill, cool it. I haven’t done anything here. Go bother someone else.” Bill wasn’t deterred. “Kid, take my advice and get as far away from him as you can. He’s trouble.” Jake again spoke up. “Bill, it’s one thing to interfere in my fun at the baths because of a misunderstanding. But if you keep harassing us here, when I have done absolutely nothing in the Corner that is any business of yours at all, I will speak to the manager about it and tell him that you’re out of order and out of hand. Now, clear the fuck off unless you want to get your ass fired, and don’t come back until one of us does something bad enough to get us thrown out.” Bill gave one more fierce glare at them, but then walked away. “So that’s the guy who threw you out of the baths. He’s a tough one, all right.” Jake laughed. “Yeah – perfect for a bouncer’s job, but I wouldn’t hire him for work that needs any tact.” They finished up their drinks and left, with Sean reminding Jake of his offer as they parted company. Friday, though, saw them back at the Corner again. Jake found that he was enjoying the company of his new, young associate. Sean had a good sense of humour and a good fund of stories and experiences. He was pleasant company in a social way. Jake still had his eyes on the Sean that remained hidden under the clothes, but he wanted to wait before making a move, partly because he knew that the younger man was still healing after his rough experience the last weekend. For his part, Sean found his boss enjoyable to hang out with and he was happy to have made a friend in this city where he still knew very few people. Sean was also conscious of Jake’s appearance, his tailored suits that fitted him so perfectly, and that tempting trail of dark hair vanishing down inside the open V of his white shirt. Since it was Friday, the Corner had started filling up by the time they ordered their second round. While they were waiting for the drinks to come, one of Jake’s friends stopped by the table to say hello. Plainly, he had some big news on his mind, and knew how much Mike loved to be the first one to know all the hot gossip. “Okay, Mike, I can see you’ve got a big story all ready to pop out for us, so spill.” “Jake, it’s not a fun story this time. Just found this clip on the local news app.” Mike handed his phone to Jake, and Jake cranked up the volume on the video clip in time to hear an announcer’s voice: “…taken to the Memorial Hospital at 4:00 pm, where he’s listed as in serious but stable condition. Police report that the young man was sexually assaulted as well as being beaten and suffered two fractures as well as soft-tissue injuries. His name is being withheld until family have been notified.” The effect of this announcement on both Jake and Sean was not what Mike expected. The two looked at each other, wide-eyed, but said nothing. Jake handed the phone back with a laconic, dismissive, “Thanks, Mike. See you later.” After a dissatisfied second or three, Mike wandered off. Sean was the first to break the silence. “I wonder if the mystery man has just struck again?” Jake replied, “I think we both had the same thought. I wonder what sort of description that poor guy in the hospital is giving to the cops?” “Jake, we’re both picturing the same description, except that I’m picturing the face that goes with it.” They fell silent, then, working their way through their drinks. Sean downed the last mouthful, then said, “You’re sure you don’t want to take me up on my offer?” Jake replied slowly, “It might be a good idea. I haven’t had time to get a camera installed yet.” “Okay, Jake, let’s just swing by my place so I can pick up a few things, and then we’ll head over to yours.” Three-quarters of an hour later, they got off the elevator at Jake’s floor and sauntered down the hall to the entrance of Jake’s penthouse suite. They made a striking couple, and with Sean’s backpack slung casually over one shoulder as he leaned close into Jake’s side, it would be pretty obvious to any nosy neighbours what was happening between them. Which was exactly the impression Sean intended to convey. As soon as they got inside, Sean peeled his bag off and set it down, then looked around. “Wow.” “You’re not the first guy who ever walked in here and said that.” “I know damn well I’m not the first guy who ever walked in here,” Sean retorted. Jake laughed. “You’re also not the first guy who ever invited himself to come in.” Sean in his turn laughed right out loud at that. “Okay, stud, but don’t let your amazing sexual attraction go to your head. Seriously, though, this place is spectacular.” It was. The floor to ceiling windows spread the width of the living-dining area, with a sliding door opening onto the balcony that gave a spectacular view of the lights of downtown. Down the hall, Jake showed him where to find the guest bathroom and bedroom. The master bedroom, around the corner, had another room-size window facing a second balcony, which would give a view of the waterfront and beach in daylight. It also had an ensuite bath about the size of the guest bedroom, including a two-man jetted tub and double-size shower. Sean chuckled. “Everything you need for a hot date.” “S’right,” Jake replied. “Right down to the pop-up bar…” and he pressed a button which caused the panel right above the tub to open, revealing a cubbyhole from which a shelf slid out with glasses, an ice bucket, and space for a couple of bottles of whatever suited the occasion. Then, he changed the subject. “So, you said you had nothing going on tonight and I don’t feel like going out again. What do you want to do about dinner?” “Mind if I just take a look at what’s in your kitchen?” “Go ahead.” Inside of ten minutes, Sean had made himself right at home in the kitchen, furiously chopping and mincing an assortment of veggies and some garlic. Before long, he had the wok sizzling on the stove, and two glasses of wine poured out. He handed one to Jake, they clinked glasses, and Jake said, “My God, I’ve fallen into the hands of a real chef. This kitchen’s never seen this kind of prize-level action since the last time I hired a caterer for a party.” Sean laughed, and then said, “Okay, out! Didn’t your mother teach you that no kitchen is big enough for two men at once?” Jake chuckled and returned to the living room, realizing that Sean was slowly growing on him. He realized it even more after another thirty minutes, when they sat down to a feast of stir-fried garlic chicken and veggies, with steamed brown rice and the rest of the bottle of wine to wash it down. After finishing his wine, Jake sighed with satisfaction. “That was amazing. Do you always cook like that for yourself?” “Any time I have the ingredients at hand, I like to go all in. I’ll eat half-assed food if I have to, but I’d rather have a proper meal any day.” “I can see why.” “My big sister taught me some cooking tricks when I was still in high school. She called it “essential bachelor survival skills.” Jake chuckled at that. “So she already knew you were a ‘bachelor,’ did she?” “I hadn’t told her, but she sensed it. I’m glad she did. Say, I have some catch-up stuff to do. Can I set up my laptop somewhere, and get your internet code?” “There’s a power bar with outlets and USB chargers on the desk in the guest room. I’ll take care of cleanup here.” “Thanks. I’ll head in there and get busy.” “Okay, Sean, later.” After Jake finished cleaning up in the kitchen, and took Sean a note with the code, he pulled out the remote, put the TV on, and called up a movie. A couple of hours later, the movie done, he switched off, put out the lights except for one in the kitchen, and then headed down the hall. He glanced in the door of the guest room, and saw that Sean was deeply immersed in whatever he was working on there. He then carried on to his own room, shucked off his clothes, hung up his suit, and headed into the shower. Jake enjoyed a long, leisurely shower, sort of hoping that Sean might feel the urge to join him. It didn’t happen, but when he finally turned the water off, he heard the other shower in the guest bathroom running as he towelled off. He then crawled into bed, picking up a book to read for a bit before going to sleep. Jake didn’t hear the other shower shut off, so he was caught by surprise a few minutes later when Sean sauntered casually into his bedroom, wrapped in a towel. Without pausing a second, the younger guy walked purposefully around the bed, and then – just as casually – dropped the towel across a stool, turned down the covers, and slid into bed next to Jake. “Don’t look so surprised, Jake. You know you’ve been eyeing me up every chance you got since I started working in your section.” “Guilty as charged.” “Besides, it’s not as if we aren’t both interested. I didn’t offer to come and stay here just out of the goodness of my heart – and I’m sure you guessed that.” Jake put his arm out and grasped Sean by the shoulders, drawing him closer. But then Sean went on, “Just remember, no ass play for me, all right? And don’t even try to sneak a lick, the stuff they’ve got me putting on it tastes gawdawful.” “I’ll bear that in mind,” Jake said, as he began kissing his new young friend. In no time at all, their mouths opened and tongues darted back and forth between them. Sean wrapped his arms around Jake, running his hands up and down Jake’s muscular back. Jake pushed his hand down between their bodies, found Sean’s cock (already standing upright, no surprise there) and began squeezing and stroking it. After another minute, Jake moved down to take Sean’s cock into his mouth. It was a nice, seven-inch, uncut mouthful, and Jake was thoroughly enjoying hearing the moans and sighs coming from Sean. But he wanted more. Pushing firmly with his legs, he rolled Sean onto his back, and then swivelled around until he was in a perfect position on top of Sean for a 69. Sean took the hint right away, leaned up and swallowed Jake’s tool right down into his throat. Jake was enjoying this immensely. Once again, he’d lucked out and found a very experienced young partner who knew his way around a man’s body and dick -- and wasn’t afraid to work at it. They kept sucking each other for about 5 minutes, enjoying that unique sensation of falling into the identical rhythm so that it almost felt like they were sucking on themselves. But Sean also had an agenda, and as their 69 went on he began putting it into play by sliding his hands down Jake’s back and grabbing his butt, then digging into the crack and fingering the older guy’s hole. Jake was normally a top, but he also knew he wouldn’t be topping tonight, so why not? He moaned in pleasure as Sean teased the little knot of his hole. Then he slowly hunched his hips, until his butt crack landed on Sean’s face, while he was able to keep sucking on Sean’s cock. Sean’s talented tongue and fingers went right to work on Jake’s ass, digging in, licking around and over, kneading the muscular butt cheeks, and teasing the hole, until his finger finally slipped into the tunnel. As Jake moaned even louder, Sean urged him to come up and leave his dick alone – he had other plans for where he wanted to let off his five-day load. Now it was Sean’s turn to roll Jake over onto his back. Sean lifted Jake’s legs into the air and buried his face right in that ass crack again. By this time, Jake was moaning up a storm, and throwing in comments about how hot it was and how good Sean’s tongue felt in his ass. Finally, though, he got tired of waiting, and said, “Come on, enough teasing, already.” Sean pulled his busy tongue out of the now-ready ass and grinned down at him. “Come on, what?” “Dammit, you know what I mean!” “Didn’t your parents teach you to ask nicely and say the magic words?” “Come on, fuck me already!” “Say the magic word.” “Please, fuck me! You’re driving me nuts, I want that cock inside me. I want you to fuck me and I want you to pump your hot load into me. Please! Fuck me now!!! Is that good enough for you?” Sean laughed, and then grabbed Jake and twisted him over so he was face down, with his beautiful firm round ass sticking up in the air. He set the tip of his cock against Jake’s hole and leaned on it. Jake hadn’t exactly planned on bottoming tonight, but he knew to relax and let his hole open up. It took a minute, but then Sean’s cockhead popped into him. Jake groaned from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and willed his butt muscles to relax. In another minute, the shaft began sliding slowly into him, going all the way until it hit bottom. Jake was struggling. He hadn’t been fucked in a long time, and Sean’s shaft was unusually thick for its length, so he felt fuller than he could ever remember feeling. But he also realized, to his own surprise, that he actually wanted and craved being reamed out like this. Sean revelled in the sensations of a hole so tight that it was practically virgin. It had been several years since he’d fucked anyone this snug. He waited until Jake’s ass relaxed enough to start expanding and contracting on his shaft, and then he began pumping, slowly at first. As Jake slowly got more accustomed to the sensation, Sean was able to start pushing his speed faster and faster, finally shifting into overdrive and pounding full force down into the hot manhole between those beautiful cheeks. After a few minutes of nonstop action, Sean pulled out and rolled Jake over again. Jake lifted his legs, right back over his head, and Sean added a couple of shots of spit to his cock, and then sank back into that hot ass. Now they were face to face, and Jake was more than flexible enough to let Sean lie right down on top of his chest and abs while he plowed ass. Jake wrapped his arms around Sean, holding him close and stroking his back as Sean drove into him. They began kissing again, swapping tongues as the horny young top drove himself towards climax. He pulled his head back, looked Jake right in the eyes, and said, “I’m going to cum – where do you want it?” Jake was running on pure instinct now. “Right inside my ass. Fill my fucking hole, stud!” Sean reared up and began piledriving Jake, slamming into him forcefully, over and over again. Jake urged him on, saying, “fuck… fuck… fuck…” like a mantra. He could hear Sean’s breathing coming in short, harsh gasps, and he knew Sean was about to cum inside him. He also knew that he was about to cum himself. “Give it to me… give it to me… breed me… breed my fucking ass….” Sean slammed all the way into Jake’s hole with a deep groan and began firing his load all the way inside the ass of his employer. Jake could feel each distinct convulsion of Sean’s cock in his hole. He lost count after about eight spurts, when the feeling triggered his own hands-free orgasm. All he knew was that Sean was still cumming inside him as his own cock leaped up and down, shooting his sperm across Sean’s abs and across his own chest. Finally, Sean collapsed on top of him and they clung to each other, both gasping for air after the intensity of their sexual coupling. Jake had surprised himself by the intensity of his reactions. The thought even crossed his mind that he might have been missing out on something good by not bottoming more often. Sean’s dick slid slowly out of his hole, and the younger guy flopped on the bed next to Jake, trying (and failing) to think of the words to express what a peak-level experience this had been for him. They rolled to face each other, lips seeking lips, and kissed together for a long time, arms around each other. Jake finally said, “Wow. That was absolutely amazing – but I’m wiped, I really need to get some sleep.” “Okay, old man. It’s after midnight, I guess you’re allowed.” “Old man! Watch out, kid, I was just being nice tonight but once that ass of yours is back in commission I’ll show you just what this old man can do!” They both laughed. After a couple more lingering kisses, Jake pulled the covers over them and they fell asleep, face to face, holding each other close. Jake’s last thought, as he drifted off, was, “Have I just complicated my life, or what?”

I was super horny and online when this twink message me saying “hey daddy, I’m so horny and love the pics of your fat cock and hairy chest? We’re only 5km away – wanna cum round? Although I only play safe – hope that’s ok”. My profile says “Safe sex – Sometimes” and I was on the fence when he unlocked a stunning picture of his ass. I told him I’d be there in an hour then hopped in the shower. I got to his block of flats and he buzzed me in – top floor as always. When I got to the door it was ajar and so I let myself in closing it behind me and headed for the lamp light from his bedroom. My was in his bed ass up. I suddenly thought – maybe he’s sluttier than he’s made out. I told him to come undress and suck me. Like a good little pup he did – and he gave great head – clearly the lad had been practicing! He asked if I had poppers so I gladly gave him some to sniff. I took some deep huffs and then said – condoms are in the drawer daddy – I need fucked so badly. I went over to his bedside cabinet – looked inside only to find an empty box of condoms. I knew his game so played along “damn – looks like no sex for us tonight – better suck me dry”. He said “please daddy, I need your cock so much – I’d do anything – I’d even do it raw!”. I replied I wasn’t sure as it was risky. He hopped up on the bed saying “I need your cum, breed me daddy”. I walked over to him and slowly but steadily pushed my thick cock into his body and said “how does it feel having a real man raw inside you?”. He moaned and said “so good daddy, I need you raw in me, making me yours, marking me out with your cum”. I said to him “bet you’re glad that condom box was empty!” and passed him the poppers again and as he sniffed I said “what would you do for daddy you twink?” and he replied “anything sir – I’d take any load for you”. And I told him he was a good boy and started to pump harder! He started to beg for my load and I growled “ready to get pregnant?” and he screamed “cum in me sir!”. He squeezed my cock with his ass and I nutted rope after rope of cum in him. He shot hand free and said “wow that was the best cum ever – I LOVE it raw”. I got dressed, said good boy and walked out leaving the twink full of cum.

I love it when tops recognize it and call me out on it - but I also love having bottom buds who are like me (take a load based solely on a cock pic - or no pic - and who get off on being used by random sometimes less than ideal guys). Both tops calling me slut/cumdump/fag whore & sharing pics/dories with bottom dumpster guys like me really keep me whoring more and more adventurously.

I used to believe cheating on your partner was one of the worse things you could do in life. Then life happened to me and I started to understand the complexities of relationships and the wide range of circumstances they exist in. I went from abusive relationships to a sexless one so my feelings about cheating went from disgust to using it as a survival tactic. In a perfect world cheating would not exist but in our fucked up society you do the best you can to survive and that includes finding sexual fulfillment. I cheat on my boyfriend all the god damn time. I don’t feel great about it but if he is going to ignore my sexual needs I am going to seek out those who will satisfy my desires.

Yes, I think feeling pain can be a turn on. Nipple torture while being fucked is hot. I also love the feeling of having my balls crushed while I'm being fucked. It can get too intense pretty quickly but I try to take whatever is given . Lately I've met a friend who has a sling and straps me in with wrist and ankle restraints. He has a leather mask he puts over my eyes and then starts with nipple clamps and a cloth doused with poppers then he fucks me and yanks on the chain on my nipple clamps while he is pounding me. Not being able to see helps me feel the pain more intensely and lots of time i cry out because it hurts so much. And I keep coming back for more. Lately he's started using a cane on my nips, my ass, my thighs, my stomach and lightly across my balls. I'm liking that a lot.

Chapter 8 - Falling Fast The following weekend, on Sunday afternoon, Brian once again found himself shaking with nerves. This time he wasn’t sitting in his Jeep on a strange side street, about to get fucked, but rather siting at a small table in the corner of Starbucks, waiting for his first real date. With Jake. **** Since they had kissed at accepted students day, Brian and Jake proceeded with falling for each other pretty quickly. They talked more with each other at school than they ever had before, and continued chatting by text when they got home. It was mostly about school, college, high school drama, how their dorm room would be set up next year, but things really started moving when Brian asked about the kiss. Brian: “So, umm, you kissed me…” Jake: “Yes I did. And then you kissed me.” Brian: “Haha yup. Did you know I had a crush on you?” Jake: “I had no idea, I didn’t even know you were in to guys! But I’m honored to be your crush haha.” Brian: “Hahaha I’m glad. I didn’t know you were into guys either.” Jake: “Yeah, I’m gay. I’ve known it for a little while, but honestly I’ve been too scared to do anything about it or tell anyone. You’re the first person to know.” Brian: “I’m gay too. I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but I think realizing I had a crush on you is what helped me figure that out.” Jake: “Awww ❤️🏳️‍🌈. Haha not weird at all, I get it. I just really had a feeling there was something between us all day, and then the next thing I know I’m kissing you. I still can’t believe I did that.” Brian: “I’m super glad you did :). So, like, do you want to go out with me some time?” Jake: “Yeah!” They decided to meet up for coffee the following Sunday afternoon, and maybe go see a movie after. Neither of them was truly out, but they both decided this would be the first step, and that they wanted to spent time together. They met up at Starbucks in the early afternoon and just sat and talked for hours. Eventually they decided to go see the movie, and even though they picked the latest superhero film, they still found themselves holding hands for a few minutes, laughing with each other in the dark at the corniness of their first date tropes. It was dark after the movie ended, and on the way back to their cars they decided to go for a walk in the nearby park. Jake offered his hand to Brian as they strolled along the path. Brian took it. Neither of them was quite ready to come out to everyone in their lives, but in that moment, they wanted to be together, and didn’t mind who saw. As they reached their cars, Brian pulled Jake in for a passionate kiss, this one lasting a little longer than the last. Then, it was time to go home. It was a school night, after all. Brian was ecstatic at how things were going with Jake. He could tell they were moving quickly, and while he knew that should make him nervous, it didn’t. What made him nervous was Adam, and his toxic seed. Brian’s cock stiffened every time he thought about their night together, but he was worried a positive diagnosis would ruin his chances with Jake. He wanted to get tested ASAP, but he knew it would take a couple weeks to get accurate results. He figured things wouldn’t go quite that quickly. He was wrong. **** The next Friday, Jake invited Brian over to his house to hang out and play video games. His dad was away for work, so he had the place to himself. Brian was excited to finally get some alone time with Jake, and figured he’d call the night a win if he could actually make out with Jake for longer than a couple minutes. They kicked things off by playing video games, eating pizza, and talking about the physics test they took earlier in the day. Eventually, they shut the PlayStation off, sat on the couch, and just talked. They got to know each other, talked about their futures, and even discussed their sexuality. Finally, close to midnight, they started talking about their budding relationship. “So we’re both gay, we’ve kissed twice, and we kinda went on a date…”, Jake returned from the kitchen with sodas for both of them and sat down on the couch right next to Brian, their arms and legs now touching, as he prepared his question. His voice cracked as he asked it. “…does that make me your boyfriend?” Brian turned and looked at Jake, rested his free hand softly on Jake’s face, and kissed him. Jake’s mouth was ready for it this time, and the two boys shared their third kiss. A moment later, Brian let go, placed his forehead up against Jake’s and said “Does that answer your question?” Jake pulled Brian back in to continue the kiss, and the two of them started making out, slowly and intensely. After a little bit, Brian swung himself up over Jake’s body, straddling him, and took his face in his hands (as Adam had done to him only a couple weeks before). He continued the passionately kissing him for what felt like hours. Both of them could feel this was a special moment, their first real connection with another boy, and Jake especially was eager for more. He lifted Brian’s shirt up and beckoned him to lift his arms so he could take it off, and Brian obliged. “My god you are hot” Jake uttered as he took in Brian’s thin chest and pale stomach. “I’m hot!? I’ve got nothing on you, babe.” Brian responded, testing out how calling Jake “babe” felt. He decided he liked it. “I still can’t quite believe I’m making out with you right now.” Jake pulled him back in for more, but after a moment he stopped to ask a question. Brian could notice the nerves appearing on Jake’s face as he asked “Um, do you want to take this to my room?” Brian hesitated for just a moment, remembering his hesitation about his status, but he didn’t want to disappoint Jake. Before Jake could register any concern, Brian jumped back off the couch, now wearing only the light blue, surprisingly well-fitting, jeans and white socks, and said “lead the way.” Jake grabbed Brian’s hand and led him upstairs to his bedroom. Jake’s room was pretty much what you would expect from a straight high school athlete: some medals, some clothes on the floor, a couple sports posters. It was messy, but neither of them cared; the double bed up against the window was the only thing worth paying attention to. “Yeah, uh, this is my room” Jake started to say, unsure of how exactly to move forward now. Luckily, Brian took the lead said “alright, my turn.” He took Jake by the hips and walked him backwards toward the bed, gently pushing him down to sit on its side. Brian grabbed Jake’s red BU Terriers t shirt and yanked it off, revealing Jake’s toned chest and arms. Jake and Brian could both be described as twinks, but Jake would never be dubbed scrawny. He was a maybe an inch taller than Brian and weighed probably 135. Jake was their high school’s star wrestler in the smaller weight classes, so his smooth upper body was sporting nicely toned and veiny arms, he had a defined six pack, and his legs were slim but packed with muscle. He didn’t have the tan of someone who played an outdoor sport, but he wasn’t Brian’s nerdy pale white either. His dark hair was fluffed up but not quite spiked, and Brian gazed in to his piercing blue eyes, which were the features that made Brian first notice he was attracted to him. “Fuck, you are so hot” Brian said as he dropped to his knees and got in between Jake’s legs. Jake had only been wearing black basketball shorts, which Brian quickly pulled down, along with his briefs, and finally his new boyfriend was naked before him. Jake’s cock was already getting hard, and Brian was unsurprised to find he was smooth all over, given the see-it-all nature of his wrestling uniforms. Without using his hands, Brian leaned down and swooped Jake’s cock up into his mouth, giving him his first blow job. Jake moaned and exclaimed “Oh, fuck…”, and ran his hands through Brian’s hair as he worked magic with his tongue, getting Jake rock hard. Brian pulled back and grasped Jake’s dick, which he guessed measured about 6.5 inches. “Please, keep sucking me” Jake begged. Brian did as he was asked. Quickly enough, Jake shouted “Brian I’m gonna cum!” and unleashed a torrent of teenage cum into Brian’s mouth and down his throat. This was the first time Brian had swallowed cum, and even though the surprise caught him off guard, he did his best to take all of it. He gagged a bit, causing Jake to say “Oh god, sorry, are you okay.” Brian gulped down the cum still in his mouth, and said “Yeah man, I’ve just never had a guy blow in my mouth before. But don’t worry it was fucking hot man!” Jake fell back on to the bed, ass still half-hanging off and feet on the floor, and let out a big exhale. As he stared at the ceiling above him, he said “That was my first anything.” Brian knew he meant this was his first time naked and playing with a boy, but asked “never with a girl?”. Jake said “nope”, and Brian replied, still on his knees “me neither”. Jake flipped over on to his stomach and the climbed up into his bed. He pushed the covers aside, laid down on his side, and propped his head up in his hand, elbow into his pillow. “Going to join me?” he asked. Brian wasted no time hopping up off his knees, unbuckling his belt, and sliding his jeans off, along with his socks. “You want to take these off, or shall I?” he asked with a laugh as he grasped the waistband of his boxers. “Strip for me baby” Jake replied, and Brian slowly slid his dark blue underwear down, revealing his already partially stiff 7.5 inch cock. “Holy crap!” Jake exclaimed, and sat up a bit off the bed to get a better look at Brian’s naked body. “Nice cock skinny boy!” “Haha, come on it’s not all that.” Brian replied bashfully, but with a hint of a smirk on his face. “Get the fuck in my bed” Jake ordered with a laugh. Brian didn’t need any more encouragement. He bounded over and hopped up into the bed with his new boyfriend. They started making out furiously while holding each others’ naked bodies tight, hands exploring all over. Jake flipped Brian on to his back and started kissing him on the chest, down his torso, and all the way to his cock, before taking it in his hand, looking up at Brian, and asking “Can I suck it? I don’t really know what I’m doing but I want to try.” “Dude, I don’t know what I’m doing either, so do whatever feels right!” Jake took Brian in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head of his cock, before trying to get as much of Brian’s dick in to his mouth as he could. He couldn’t take it all and choked up a bit, but Brian just smiled as Jake looked up at him with perfect puppy dog eyes. Jake continued to experiment with Brian’s cock in his mouth for a few more minutes before crawling back up and in to Brian’s arms. Brian wrapped his arms around him as Jake leaned into Brian’s chest. “Did you not like sucking?” Brian asked quietly, stroking Jake’s arm to let him know that was alright if it was the case. Jake stayed silent for a moment, thinking, deciding if he was really going to ask Brian to do what he wanted to do next. “No, I loved it, I just… I want you to fuck me.” “Really!?”, Brian said, surprised. “What?” Jake didn’t understand Brian’s reaction, looking up at him for a clue. “I just… figured… you’d be a top.” Brian laughed. “You’re the hot jock in this relationship, after all.” “I’d definitely be down to try fucking you…” Jake replied as he peeled away from Brian a bit so he could look him in the eyes, “… but I need you inside me.” Brian was as rock hard as he could possibly be, and he wanted to give Jake what he asked for. Brian never got to fuck Adam before he left his house, so he still hadn’t experienced what it was like to slide his cock into another guy. But he couldn’t bring himself to explain to Jake why he couldn’t do it. He didn’t want to ruin their first time together, but he figured if they played safe it would probably be okay. But, he then realized he hadn’t come prepared for this. He dejectedly asked Jake “I don’t have any condoms, do you?” “No” “Damn” he said dejectedly. “That’s alright, I don’t care.” “Are you sure?” “More sure than I’ve ever been about anything. I want you to be my first, Brian.” Brian couldn’t say no. In that moment, he made a snap decision: he was going to roll the dice. “Jake, I want you too baby” Brian said. Jake sat up and got on all fours facing the foot of his bed, presenting his ass to Brian, who simultaneously shifted to his knees behind him. Brian marveled at Jake’s smooth ass, and gently pressed his thumb on his hole, causing Jake almost to fall as his elbows buckled. Neither of them knew enough about fucking yet to worry about foreplay, so a couple minutes of fingering is the only preparation Jake got for what was to come. Brian’s cock was fully hard now, 7.5 inches of teenage muscle that had turned into a cruise missile, ready to find it’s target. “How about lube” Brian asked, and Jake shook his head no. “Okay, suck me off again at least to get me wet, I don’t want to hurt you.” Jake flipped around and gave Brian the sloppiest sucking he could manage. Then, he got back in position, eager to get this done. As Brian grabbed hold of Jake’s hips, he could feel him trembling. “Are you sure? We could do this later with lube and condoms and everything.” Brian was giving Jake one last out. “Please, just put your dick in me” Jake whined seductively. Brian brought his cock up to Jake’s virgin ass and aligned his head with his boyfriend’s hole. He hoped Jake’s spit would be enough lube, and was worried about hurting him, but he knew they both wanted this so badly. Their sparks had been flying since the first moment they saw each other at BU, and he knew this felt right. He began to slowly push in. He didn’t expect how hard it would be to break through Jake’s hole, and he could hear the muffled moans of pain as he finally pushed hard enough to get his cock inside him. Slowly he slid his long slender dick inch by inch into what he thought had to be the tightest opening in existence. Jake’s ass was like a vice grip as Brian went deeper, and the pressure was amazing; like nothing he had ever experienced with his hand. Jake was in pain, but also in love. Like Brian had felt weeks earlier with Adam, he was feeling gay and proud. He was taking a cock from a cute boy that he was falling head over heals for, so he was not going to let a little pain stop him now. “Fuck, Brian, you’re so big” he panted through large gasping breaths. Brian was about half way in to Jake’s hole when he asked “Are you okay?”. Jake replied “Oh, fuck, yes. Are you all the way in?”. “Not, about half way” Brian responded. “Oh god go all the way Brian.” Brian shoved his hips into Jake and bottomed out in his virgin ass, causing both of them to let out loud, guttural moans; Brian feeling for the first time his cock completely gipped by another boy’s tight ass; Jake feeling what it was like to have his crush deep inside him. Brian began pulling out and sliding back in, very slowly at first. Jake alternated between holding his torso up with his hands on his bed, to falling to his elbows and burying his head into his sheets, trying to get used to it. After a few moments, Brian started building up a rhythm that could actually be described as fucking. He had never felt so powerful, holding Jake’s hips in his hands, looking down on his arched back, and driving his potentially HIV-positive cock into the unsuspecting virgin asshole. Jake had never felt so fulfilled, literally and figuratively. Even more-so than Brian, he had had to portray himself as the straight jock for so long, knowing it was a lie. Now he was on his bed taking his boyfriend’s cock in his ass. He picked up the pace. “I’m not going to last long baby. Where do you want me to cum?” Brian asked, although he figured he knew the answer. In between grunts, Jake let out “inside me Brian, cum in me, please.” Brian had wanted to flip Jake on his back so he could look him in the eyes as he did this, but he realized he wasn’t going to last. He began thrusting as hard as he could, making Jake yelp and cry out in what was now, finally, starting to become a mix of pain and pleasure. “Here it comes!” Brian yelled. He pulled Jake’s ass back into him, at the same time driving his hips forward forcefully. With his cock buried 7.5 inches inside of Jake, he experienced the single most intense orgasm he had ever had as he shot a huge rope of his cum deep into his classmate. He quickly leaned in and hugged Jake from behind, his chest on Jake’s back and his hands wrapped around his sweaty wrestler body as he continued to fill Jake’s ass with cum. With the last buck of his hips, and the final cum entering Jake’s hole, they both collapsed on the bed, Brian laying on top of Jake, his cock still inside him. Jake was silent, breathing heavily. Brian exclaimed “That was amazing” before quickly following it with a question of genuine concern, again asking “You okay?” He meant what he said, but it did cross his mind that Jake wouldn’t be able to answer that entirely on his own yet, since Brian could potentially have just pozzed him. Jake started to roll over, so Brian pulled out and sat back up on his knees. Jake swung around and sat cross legged in front of him, both of them admiring the skinny sweating teenager in front of them. “I’m more than okay. That hurt, but I loved it… I might love you.” Jake froze, again, realizing that this time he almost definitely had gone too far. He didn’t know if he meant fully what he said, but in that moment, it was almost as if he had to say it. “Good. I might love you too.” Brian said with a giant smile and a glimmer in his eye, relieving Jake immensely. Jake pounced on Brian and pushed him back into the pillows. They laid together on their sides, legs intertwined, making out without any more words exchanged for what could have been hours. Eventually, they fell asleep, Jake holding Brian close. ***** The two boys woke up relatively early the next morning, since Jake needed to get to a wrestling practice. They showered together, jerking each other off under the hot water, trying to get themselves to cum at the same time (they succeeded, much to their enjoyment). As they got dressed and ate breakfast, they talked about the night before, how much they enjoyed it, and everything else they wanted to do together. Brian was intent on having Jake fuck him next time, but he would have no problem taking on the role of top again too. They also agreed they would figure out a way to come out together before the end of the school year. They wanted to be a couple. The magical morning-after glow shone strong on both of them, as they both felt they had found a missing piece of themselves. After Brian left Jake’s house, reality began to set back in, and he got a queasy feeling in his stomach as he thought about what he had to do next- he had to take an STD test. A few days later, he went to the health center at the local community college to get it done and over with. He didn’t even want to think about how he would tell Jake if his test came back positive; things were going so well. But, he couldn’t shake the strange feeling that, for some reason, that was what he was hoping for. Friday morning, he checked his phone as he was walking in between classes, excited to see Jake next period in history class. He had an email from the clinic. He quickly opened it and scanned for one of two words until he found what he was looking for. He opened his texts and typed out a one-word message to Adam: negative. Adam responded right away. “Damn. We’re going to have to try again. I have a few ideas to make sure I poz you up next time boy. We’ll have meet up again soon.” As Brian walked in, he managed to smile and wink at Jake as they quickly squeezed hands at the back of the room, but he zoned out all throughout history class. Luckily, they were watching a movie, so nobody noticed. He was supposed to be relieved. This was supposed to be great news. But his cock was stirring, and as the bell rung and Brian and Jake parted ways for the next period, he wrote out a reply to Adam and sent it on gut instinct: “Agreed. What do you have in mind?”

Thanks for all the positive comments! I always look forward to reading them and as always, look forward to any feedback. As promised, here is this week's update. I think I should be good with going on a weekly posting schedule. I'll post though if anything gets delayed. Enjoy. --- PART 7: Trying Something New I grabbed at my dick through my pants when I watched as the hot older hunk in front of me suddenly stripped, taking first the shirt and then the pants off. Apparently, no underwear on underneath. Jackson stuck the thick black cigar, one of the Asylums, into his jaw, and walked over to the door of my apartment. Taking a quick peek outside, he pulled the sign down and closed the door, locking it and drawing the extra security lock. “Making sure we don't get any interruptions,” he said, walking back to me as he slowly undressed. I licked my lips as he came over to me, grabbing my face tenderly and ran his thumb along the side of my face. Running his hand to the back of my head, he pulled the now wet cigar out of his mouth and gently pulled my head back and began to kiss me. His beard rubbed against my face as he slowly coaxed my mouth open with his tongue, allowing me to taste him. I savored his smokey breath and began to let my hands wander on his body, my logical mind getting pushed away as lust took over. I ran my hand down to his cock, enjoying the heavy girth and length to it, knowing it would soon be shoved up my ass, stretching it and making room for his thick cum as we both smoked and fucked. Jackson suddenly stepped away, and I moaned in disappointment. “No pig boy,” he said, his voice taking on a deeper tone, “You know the drill. You gotta make Daddy happy if you want his meat in your hole.” “What do you want me to do to make you happy, Daddy?” I asked, playing along, half-jokingly, and half wanting to see where things would go now that I was sober with this hot muscled hunk. “First off, piggy, you know Daddy needs to see his boy naked. I want you to take your clothes off for Daddy, and show him what you want him to claim.” With that, I slowly started undressing, watching as he turned his attention to the cigars and started prepping them. Pulling off my underwear, I turned around and slowly bent over, showing him my hole, now mostly recovered from the night before. “Hmm… looks like Piggy Boy has been letting others shove their dick’s in Daddy’s meat hole,” he said, bringing the first cigar to his mouth. Slowly, he lit it, bringing the cigar to flame before drawing deep. A bright cherry glowed at the end and Jackson let out a huge nose jet, which made my cock jerk. “Who did you let play in your ass, boy? Give me all the dirty details.” “I needed it so bad… Daddy,” I began, telling him the truth, “I was watching bareback porn next door, and I found a hot uncut Latino guy who let me suck on him for a while. Then he sucked my dick for a while before he came into my booth and asked to fuck my hole.” “That’s a good boy,” he said, his eyes hooded over and he slowly stroked himself at my retelling, “Did you let him cum deep in your little slop hole like you did Daddy? No questions, no condoms?” “Yes Daddy,” I replied and nodded, watching as he took another deep inhale on the cigar before opening the bottle of poppers, “I let him deep in me. He had poppers and made me feel so horny. I wanted to feel an uncut piece of meat dump a load in my ass like you did. But I told him he had to let me fuck him too.” “Did you ask for a condom, boy?” he asked, handing the open poppers bottle to me and watching as I took several deep hits before setting them back down. “Yes Daddy,” I replied, slightly wobbling as the poppers took effect, spreading their warmth through my body, “But he didn’t have any. It was the only way I could shoot my load.” “Fucking nice Pig,” he said, and with that handed the unlit thick black cigar to me, which I immediately grabbed, “So fucking glad we got you turned into a smoker. That makes me so happy. Daddy wants to see you get that big fucking gar lit up, and take all the thick smoke deep in your pink lungs. You gonna smoke it all?” “Fuck yeah, dad,” I said, the cigar already in my mouth and waiting to be lit. With that, I watched as Jackson flicked on my new lighter and held it under the end of my cigar. I puffed away greedily at the end, bring the cherry to life and after he shut off the flame, took a deep inhale. Immediately, my lungs burned, happy to finally be getting fed after such a long wait. I held the smoke in and after a few seconds slowly let it back out, the smoke flowing out of my mouth in a thick cloud. I let out a tiny cough, my lungs itching to cough more. Taking the bottle of poppers, I took several massively deep hits and as the room started to spin, I put them down. I then proceeded to copy the moves of the two previous smokers I watched that day and hauling deep on the cigar again, let a massive nose jet of smoke out. My semi-virgin lungs no longer hurt, having given into the assault of the brutal fucking they were getting with the poppers and smoke mixing together. Jackson let out a growl of satisfaction as he grabbed his cigar and got it lit. “Nose jet that smoke, you fucking little popper slut. Show me how much you love fucking up those lungs,” Jackson replied, smoke pouring out of his mouth as he grabbed his cock and shook it. A small drop of precum flew off and landed on the floor, “Now… Lick that up piggy… show Daddy how much you love the taste of him!” Immediately I got on all fours, cigar in one hand, and began licking up the spot. The poppers were clouding my mind and making me lose control. And I didn’t want to stop. I sat up, crouching on my legs as he walked up to me. “Smoke that cigar, bitch,” he said, as he slowly stroked himself, “I wanna see you become a full-fledged smoker. Inhale deep for me. And then tell me more about how you whored around in the bookstore.” I nodded and began to take more inhales, savoring the returning burning sensation in my throat from the harsh smoke and enjoying the buzz the cigar was giving me. My balls and cock felt heavy and my lungs burned some with the smoke. I let out another cough. Jackson handed the poppers to me again, and after a few hits, the burning went away, replaced with the warm horniness all over my body. “Shit boy,” he said, pulling me up and removing the cigar from my mouth, “I love watching you fuck those perfect lungs, gonna get you addicted quickly at this rate. Makes my balls ache thinking about you becoming a little smoking Piggy. I gotta get in that sweet hole of yours soon. Tell me what else you did.” “The Latino guy came deep inside my ass and I switched spots with him. He said he had probably six or seven loads up his ass already and my cock went into his ass easy,” I said, leaning back and stroking my cock slowly, slowly puffing away on the cigar in my mouth as I recounted the tale to Jackson. “But right after I shoved my cock up his ass, someone else came into the room. The other guy came in and shove his bare cock up my ass too.” “Damn, fucking hot!” Jackson exclaimed, fisting his huge pierced meat as I told him the story, “Did you take it like a good piggy, no questions asked?” “I did just like you taught me, Daddy,” I said, giving a show with another nose jet of this cigar smoke, “The second he lit up a cigar, I let him fill me up with his smoker cum. I also shared his cigar so I could shoot my load up the other guy's ass.” “Fuck yeah, boy!” Jackson said, grabbing both of my hips and turning me around, “Turning into a natural bareback smoke-fucker, aren’t you, you fucking slut! Boys like you are nothing but cum receptacles to be molded and used, huh?” Poppers still clouding my mind, all I could do was nod and start to turn around and bend over, offering up my hole to him. “Not quite yet… remember last time boy?” he said, grabbing my chin to make me look at him. “Yeah?” I asked, confused. I obviously wanted his cock up my hole, and he wanted to fuck me. He pointed to his tattoo. And I remembered. “You’re still undetectable, right?” I asked, remembering his poz status. “I am, baby,… but, well, here’s the thing…” he said, his face taking a somewhat serious look. “What is it?” I asked, curious as well as horny. I slowly ground my ass against his throbbing uncut cock. However, he surprised me by pulling away slightly. “I like some really twisted shit sometimes, and if I’m reading you right, I think you might be really into it,” he said, slowly rubbing my side. “Ok…” I said, not sure where he was going with this train of thought. “Well, I was wondering if we could do some role play,“ he said, rubbing his cock up and down my hole, making me moan. “OK…” I said again, nearly willing to do anything to get the monster up my ass again. “I could go for really dark and dirty sex, but only if you’re okay with it. You want to stop, we can. Just say the word and its over. Just don’t want to scare you off or get the wrong impression,” he explained, slowly reaching around and twisting my nipples. “Yeah…. ok. Like, do I need a safe word or something?” I asked, my mind starting to clear a little from the poppers, as I puffed on the cigar some more. “No, we don’t need anything like that. It’s just…. not exactly a normal kind of vanilla kink. Just, go along with it let me know if you want to stop, okay?” he said, a concerned, and almost worried look on his face. “Well, sure,” I said, grabbing the poppers and getting myself high on them again, “You really haven’t steered me wrong yet… And hell, you could have really taken advantage of me that first night instead of being honest with me. I trust you. That and, well I know where you work.” “That’s true, and I know where you live slut, so we have mutual destruction,” he said, grabbing the bottle from me and huffing them, “I’m ready when you are. Piggy?” With nod, we went back to the fun, as I stuck the cigar back in my mouth and starting hauling on it, alternating between nose jets and exhales. I felt Jackson spit on my hole and shoved two fingers roughly up my ass, making me moan in appreciate at my hole finally getting filled. “You enjoyed taking those raw loads up your tight boy cunt, didn’t you fucker? Probably went running next door as soon as you could to that nasty bookstore to get them…” he asked, playing with his tits with his free hand as he hauled on his cigar. The roughness of his fingers sliding up my hole made me wince in pain as they slid in, making my cock jump and me inhale deeper on the steadily shrinking stick in my mouth. I nodded and felt Jackson roughly jab his fingers deeper in me. “I want to hear you say it, boy,” he said, his face close to mine. I felt him take a deep draw on the cigar, the heat close to my face. I watched as a cloud of smoke surrounded my head and I spoke softly. “Yes Daddy,” I started, and let out a moan as he went deeper, his nails somewhat hurting on the way in before I added louder, “I got the loads from the men at the bookstore. I loved feeling them shoot their loads inside me. I wanted to feel their loads drip out after they were done using me.” “You made Daddy very mad when you got upset about when he creamed in your neg hole with his load. And now he’s hearing about you taking it raw from any fucker with a cock at the bookstore? Piggy needs some punishment,” he said, adding more spit, and now the third finger before spanking my ass hard. “I needed their cum, Daddy,” I said, thinking I was now getting the idea. He probably liked the idea of me whoring myself out to other guys like Kyle and Mateo. I could get into that. “I went ahead and backed my ass to the hole because I knew they would shove their cocks deep inside me and spray their loads deep in my hole.” I took several deep inhales on my cigar as he finger-fucked me, adding more spit as he stretched me out, getting ready for his monster cock. Then I took more hits of the poppers, which relaxed my hole even more. Satisfied I was stretched, he pulled his fingers out and we smoked for a moment. “Did you love taking stranger cum up your ass?” he asked, stroking his cock, lining it up with my hole. “Yes,” I said. The short answer immediately illicit another hard smack on the ass, this one slightly throbbing. It shocked me for a second, but I decided to roll with it, seeing where it went. “Little fucking shit, you will address me as Daddy or Sir. I own you bitch. Now, tell me what turned you on the most about it?” his voice menacingly deep and growling, making me just a little more scared. “Feeling another part of someone deep in my ass, Sir,” I answered truthfully, pushing my ass out, waiting for him to shove his dick in me, “Feeling how much they enjoyed my hole with their thick loads being deep inside of me all night and then watching them drip out the next day. Making my hole feel so slimy and used. It made me do nasty things after.” “Nasty how, bitch,” Jackson said, slowly rubbing the sore asscheek when I finally flinched as he went to spank me, “Tell me what you did piggy.” “I ate their cum out of my ass and jacked off. I loved tasting what they put in my ass, Sir.” “Fucking nice,” he said, rubbing his cock head, now dripping with precut along my crack, “That’s what a good cum hole like yours is meant for. To let a top’s swimmers stay nice and warm until they’re ready to be tasted or fed to another pig. Or to use for lube for the next bare cock. Even trapped inside with a nice plug to marinate until they all get absorbed and impregnate a bitch like I’m gonna have you do tonight.” “Fuck yes Daddy,” I said, suddenly feeling even hornier at the different ideas that I was being given for the uses of my hole. “You’re gonna let Daddy and all the men he tells you to let in use that sweet boy hole from now on, and never ever ask for a condom, aren’t you?” he asked, crooking his fingers up and began milking my prostate. When I didn’t reply, he stabbed harder on it. “I never once heard you say that you asked about status when you took those loads at the bookstore,” he said, his voice raising more, “Did you piggy boy? Did you fucking ask if you were getting your pussy posed up?” I shook my head no, and Jackson suddenly pulled his fingers out of my ass. I was about to moan at the loss when Jackson slammed his hand down on my bare ass cheek. “YOU FUCKING SHIT! IF YOU EVER,” he yelled, slapping my ass hard in-between some of the words for added punctuation as he continued, ”COMPLAIN ABOUT MY POZ DICK AGAIN, THEN THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY WITH YOUR ASS.” I screamed out loud at the sudden assault on my ass, my heart racing as I was shocked at the sudden change in attitude. However, my dick got even harder. I sat there as silence filled the room and suddenly felt Jackson feel my hard dick. “Very good boy,” Jackson whispered into my ear, softly rubbing my ass before he shoved his cock deep in my ass. “I’m gonna fucking infect your cunt whether you want it or not, bitch. Gonna wreck your ass until you give me your last useless neg load, you fucking cocktease,” he said, laughing cruelty as he grabbed the back of my head and spit in my face. Then, it clicked. Jackson got off to the idea of pozzing a guy by abusing and raping him. If I hadn’t met him before, I’d have been scared shitless, as not only was he actually being rather rough, but also really quite convincing. But knowing him, knowing that I could say stop at any time, I felt strangely safe. He seemed to me like the type of person that would honor his word and didn't seem to be letting the abuse go too far or get too painful. And with the state of my cock, apparently, I enjoyed the idea of getting raped and pozzed too. “You gonna let Daddy fill you up with his toxic cum from now on boy?” he said, immediately slamming deep in my hole. I wasn't prepared to have him up to the hilt in my ass and nearly dropped the cigar. Regaining my composure, I stuck the cigar back in my mouth and inhaled. “Answer me bitch! ” Jackson demanded, pulling my hair slightly hard and making me arch back. “Yes daddy!” I pleaded around my cigar, puffing away he started slamming away at my hole, “I’ll be a good boy and take all your toxic cum.” “Love corrupting stupid neg sluts like you, bitch,” he said, slamming my hole harder. Then I felt the first round of cum from Jackson’s bull balls shoot deep inside my ass. In my drunken stupor weeks before, I hadn’t been able to tell that I was getting loaded, but this time, I could feel and appreciate the difference. My ass felt slicker, I could feel his cock twitching. Jackson hugged me closer to him, growling as sweat started dripping from our naked bodies onto the ground. I felt him pull the cigar from his mouth for a moment, kissing the back of my neck briefly, before putting it back in and hauling on it. He then twisted my nipples hard. I moaned and continued to smoke my cigar. “You feel that don't you slut?” he asked, not pausing at all on his assault on my ass. “What’s daddy doing? What’s he giving his boy?” “You’re cumming deep in my ass, Sir,” I replied, barely able to focus due to the hard reaming my ass was getting, the slickness adding a nice feeling to the large cock inside me. “No shit, you useless fuck,” he growled, grabbing my hair again, making me arch back again. This time he wrapped his hand around my neck and got close to my ear and in an even deeper growl asked “What kind of cum is it?” “Poz cum, daddy,” I only partially pretended to strangled out, playing along with the act since Jackson wasn't actually using enough pressure to chock me. ‘You’re shooting in my ass and filling me up with your toxic seed.’ ’Smart fucking piggy.’ he replied, slamming my ass even harder and after a quick adjustment of the cigar in his mouth, he began to jack my cock, “and whats that going to do to your hole?” “Knock it up daddy,” I said, enjoying the wrongness of this verbal foreplay, “Please poz my hole. I want to get my ass knocked up and pozzed by your load, daddy.” “That’s right boy,” he said, adding another grunt as he came a second time in my ass, “I’m gonna poz this cumdump up. Make it nothing but a toxic cum dump for men to use whenever they want. And if my load doesn't take, I’m gonna pass you around to all my buddies at the bar. Tie your ass down while they rape your ass. I’ll even be nice and get your beautiful ass high on poppers and fuck your pink lungs with thick black cigars until their heavy and black and filled with tar.” I let out a moan, my hole starting to tighten as my balls drew up, ready to spew my load. “Knew the moment I saw you, a hot boy like you would be giving up his hole to men whenever they want it. That’s why fuckers like me are at the bars and gloryholes,” Jackson growled out, his slams in my ass quickly becoming irregular, “Waiting until young cum dumps like you are either too drunk to care, or don't see us as we knock you up and give you our gift. And neg boys like you are always willing to take it.” “…please daddy. Give me the gift!” I cried out in ecstasy, my brain in a haze of cum lust, smoke pouring out of me. “This scorpion already stung you twice tonight. Going to be giving you another deadly sting,” he continued, as I felt his cock swell even larger in my ass as he blew his cigar smoke around the back of my head, “Gonna flood your hole and fill you full of my bugged up smoker jizz.” With that, Jackson slammed harder as his thrusts started getting even more irregular, his angle changing as he started hitting my prostate. I couldn't take anymore, and taking one large inhale on my cigar, I felt my balls churn as my orgasm crashed over me, making my hole clamp down hard on Jackson’s bare cock and milk him as he shot wad after wad of cum up my hole. “Fuck yeah bitch, milking out your last neg load out of that useless prick of yours and knocking your ass up,” he panted, his voice strained as he shot over and over, “Gonna make you my poz smoke slut! Fuck yes! Charging up that neg hole boy. Take this fucking bug. Gonna trap my toxic swimmers inside to let them grow.” I kept inhaling as deep as I could on my cigar, enjoying the buzz it was giving me as I continued to spray my cum all over myself, feeling as Jackson's cock continued to jerk deep inside me. We sat there for a few minutes as we came down off of our adrenaline highs and our orgasms subsided. Eventually, I felt Jackson soften and with a soft plop, his cock came out of my ass. I felt some of his cum drip out of my ass we both stood up. “Fuck!” Jackson said softly, reaching down and turning my chin up, kissing me deeply. Standing up tall with a loud pop from his knees, he released my face and stretched his back, more pops easy heard in the silence of the apartment. Cigar smoke filled my apartment with a haze and I watched as Jackson opened the window and let the place air out. Coming back over to me, he tilted my chin up again and gave me an even longer kiss. “Holy shit man,” he said, pulling away, “That was so fucking awesome. So glad you let me do that. Was worried you were going to freak out when I got pretty intense.” “Agreed,” I said, out of breath, feeling the cum squishing inside of my abused asshole. Looking down, I saw the puddle of cum from our fucking. I reached over, grabbed the buttplug from the side of the counter, and in a swift motion, shoved it up into my ass. “So…” Jackson chuckled as he watched me, before grabbing a hand towel and wiping his cock off, “Hopefully pretty hot?” “Yeah,” I replied breathlessly, still chilled slightly from the sudden coolness of the large plug in my hole. Catching the towel as he tossed it to me, wiping the cum from on my asscheeks and around the plug and slowly standing up, walked awkwardly over to the new washing machine and dropped it in. “Jesus, it's fucking weird walking with a plug in my ass,” I said aloud, walking back in and grabbing my clothes, now strewn across the floor, “When can we do this again? The dirty talk was fucking hot!” “You know that was all role play, right? he asked, clearly worried as I walked back over to him and grabbed the two spent cigar butts and threw them in the sink, “I really am undetectable.” “No worries,” I said, pulling him up to me and giving him a hug, ”It was damn hot. I don't think you'd lie about something like that. You even answered a few questions I had for myself that I didn’t even know I was asking.” “Oh?” he replied with a grin, as he broke away and started getting dressed. “Yeah, I think I have even more ideas of what I want now sexually or at least things to try…” I continued, smiling. “Cool man. Glad I could help. And I’m always down for a hot fuck like that,” he said, finishing up getting dressed and pulling his shoes on. “Same!” I agreed, looking down at his cock, “Especially if you bring that monster with you.” Looking over at the clock on the stove I noticed the time. 9:15pm. I made a mental calculation as I watched Jackson put his shoes on. My ass wanted more cum, and I wanted to really try out some of the things Kyle mentioned in his messages. I could eat, get dressed, go down to the bookstore and get to the glory hole. Should take me about 30 mins. I grinned to myself and pulled my pants and shirt back on, leaving the boxers on the floor. Jackson got up and I walked him to my door, giving him a kiss goodbye as he walked out. I turned around and started getting ready. With a grin, I looked down at my now re-hardening cock and thought to myself… time to get my ass and mouth filled.

"SO HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW EACH OTHER?!?" He yelled, that boom of a voice filling the small shop. It caught us all by surprise. He looked at his son first and then quickly at me as he pushed aggressively into my hole. "Lock that door, son," he said, sternly. The command was back in his voice. Harrison was still in shock staring at his dad who's huge dick was now pummeling my hole. He shook his head and blinked but the situation remained the same as I groaned louder as his father's cock would pull almost all the way out before plunging back inside me, hard and deep. I had been waiting for this fuck for what seemed like an eternity and I wasn't going to let this surprising family situation get in the way of all the sensations I was longing for. Harrison quickly turned around and secured the lock on the shop door. "We're fuck buddies," I stammered in between his thrusts. "Remember that hook-up I told you about earlier?" I tried to look at his reflection in the mirror. "Well it was with him," I nudged my shoulders as if somehow they were pointing to his son. "But then he cancelled on me at the last minute." I tried to straighten up to continue the conversation, but he hit me again unexpectedly with his left hand-WACK!!!-as he plunged balls-deep into me. "Uh yeah Dad," Harrison approached us. "Remember we were supposed to get together tonight after you closed the shop? You didn't show. I kept texting you for the last hour or so but you never replied." Harrison looked around the shop, seeing my parTy kit on the counter. "I even called a few times," he was talking slower now, looking at my overnight travel bag on the floor, the contents of my parTy kit alongside some used razors on the counter, and at us. "...but your damn phone kept going to voicemail." He saw the glass pipe and lifted it, turning it side to side, looking in the bowl, then at us, fucking in the cracked mirror reflection. "What the fuck." Harrison looked at me, my head turned to the side on the chair, trying to follow through in the conversation in this very surreal situation. His father was lost with the biTch and kept fucking me as if this was just what you did when your grown son came for a visit at your place of business. I continued to groan. "So wait a minute...I cancelled on you," he pointed the glass pipe at me as if it were another digit in his left hand. "And he was a no-show," Harrison pointed the pipe at his dad now, "and somehow you BOTH are here and parTyjng?!?" "LIKEWHATDAFUKKK?!?" Now it was Harrison's voice booming in the shop. "Let me try," I started to reply in a broken stance, "...to explain," I groaned again, trying to twist my upper body slightly so I could face Harrison. WACK!!! Another hard slap and this one STUNG bad that I turned away quickly, feeling him push and pull harder, faster, sudden pain wiped away by intense pleasure that I forgot Harrison was even with us. "SHUTDAFUKUP BOYS!!!" His voice was deafening, commanding, controlling. "Harrison it don't matter how we met. I don't even care how you two met! All I care about is this fuckin' amazing manpussy he got and what it is doin' to my dick!" He pushed in hard. "Now quit playin' with that pipe and light it up!" He did as his father commanded. Harrison added a few big shards to the glass pipe. They were too large to fit inside the tiny hole of the top of the bowl so he slid them into the long stem, until they rattled into the bottom curve of the glass bowl, making the tiniest of noises that only I seemed to hear it in my heightened state. I turned my head, staring. He carefully lit it with the torch, rocking the bowl back and forth as his dad was oblivious to all of this, his cock getting harder inside me. I was surveying the situation, lost between the actual sensations of finally being fucked, being so spun from all the booty bumps and incessant cock teasing from earlier, and this bizarre unexpected twist to the summer evening. The bowl transformed from being partially clear to a small sphere of mist, lovely grey and white condensed clouds forming inside. Harrison took slow deep breaths, inhaling carefully as the smoke rapidly moved down the stem and into his mouth. Everything appeared magnified to me as if my eyes had magically adjusted into micro-zoom. I could see details of the bottom of the bowl, partially discolored from previous over-heating. Part of the stem nearest the bowl was caked with dried crystal almost casting it completely that it became opaque. Harrison continued to feed on the pipe, practicing slow inhales that seemed endless. Finally he lowered the pipe and walked over beside us, leaning down near me, grabbing my chin firmly, his face approaching mine, his eyes closing. I turned my head up and our lips met, his soft lips pushed against mine, opening them silently with a gentle force until his mouth completely covered mine. And then the magical mist, unseen, thick and heavy, entered my mouth. I breathed in deeply, so deep and concentrated that I inadvertently contracted my hole for a moment and felt his father's massive thick tool roughly fucking me. It hurt for a second, but only for that mere moment, as the effects of the shotgun smoke started to have effect quickly. Harrison and I exchanged the smoke back and forth several times, slowly, softly. Finally he pulled away from me, my lips parted wider, wanting him back as he stood up, head cocked back, mouth open, as the sinister fog floated from his mouth to the ceiling, almost in slow motion, glowing a faint light green from the fluorescent lighting. "THAT'S MY BOY!!!" He yelled again, startling us. Harrison turned his head suddenly looking at his father. His eyes looked dazed. The bITch was now with the son and the father. He smiled at his dad. It was a mischievous grin that I was all too familiar with having played with him a few times since we met earlier in the spring. The son disappeared in front of me and in his place was my FFuck buddy, standing beside us rubbing his crotch with a growing bulge. "Ain't that manhole special, huh Dad?" Harrison continued to massage his bulge. The earlier sense of shock and surprise in his voice had faded, now replaced by a lazy, soft tone of acceptance. Harrison spoke with a wrapped edge of anticipation. "FUKKKYEAH!!!" His dad replied. "I've been preppin'his hole for the last hour or so. Gettin' your friend here.." WACK!!! Another sudden slap on my ass stung me hard. "...all loose and open to take my Daddy dick! And he sure is a hungry muthafukka!" He pushed in HARD. "Oh fuck yeah," Harrison moaned. He started to peel off his tshirt, tossing it aside, unveiling his body, a slightly lighter toned version of his father, but a bit more muscled and hairier. His chiseled chest was covered in a dense fur of curly black hair with a ripped torso. His face was clean shaven with a strong square jaw resembling his father in many ways except for the fact that he had a shaved head. He kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his jeans, quickly pulling that off with his underwear. He was now completely naked, stroking himself. "Fuck that hole," he said, cheering his father on. The father pushed in harder and with force that my body jerked foreword again. He pulled almost all the way out quickly, and then just as suddenly, dived back inside my hole so deep, that I felt his balls slap against my ass. Hard and fast, hard and fast. His pace continued like this for awhile and my hole and my head were getting so lost in the incredible sensations that the shop seemed to go all dark, covered in shadows, the tint of the green fluorescent lighting fading away. My eyes seemed to be shutting itself slowly in response. And then he pulled almost all the way out again. But instead of plunging back inside my hungry hole, he stayed there with just the head at my entrance. The bulbous uncut head seemed enormous now. He seemed to be pulsing his cock. He wasn't cumming. It was a deliberate motion to get the slightest increase of girth of his dickhead. And I felt every amazing moment of it as my sensations were so heightened. His pulsing of the head and the slight and slow movements of his dick head going in and out of my hole was unbelievable. It was like a sequel to his earlier teasing but now he had gotten my hole accustomed to it that I started to play along, contracting and loosening my hole as he pulsed his dick. We were both groaning. "See how he likes that?" He motioned to his son, almost pulling the head all the way out before he carefully pushed it in my hole, just past the ridge of his uncut head. I opened my eyes and turned, observing Harrison who was now approaching us closer on the chair. He repeated the careful strokes a few more times. "Fuck Dad!" Harrison exclaimed, all excited. I looked at his eyes and recognized thaT hunger inside him. "Look how his manpussy asslips wrap around your cock when you pull out!" Harrison leaned in even closer, his hand reaching over. I looked in the mirror and he started to gently caress my asslips that were all slick with my manhole juice. He licked his fingers and brought it back to us, slowly touching my very sensitive asslips with the tip of his moistened finger, gliding it around, feeling how soft and turned on it was. Harrison licked his fingers. "Fukin' beautiful," his dad declared. And then he pulled out so rapidly that I didn't have to time to adjust to the sudden shock of being empty. He pulled away from me, stepped off the chair base platform and stood up straight on the floor of the shop. It all happened so quickly. I was still staring in the mirror and could see my manhole was so open, like a small mouth, pulsing, like it was trying to speak...begging silently to be filled. Before I could actually say anything, Harrison stepped onto the chair base platform, adjusted himself and pointed his dick at my hole. He pushed slowly at first, that I groaned, both in excitement and silently also in disappointment, my mind flashing in an instant that the son would be like his father and torment me further with more cock teasing. And just as that thought was stretching into some other unspoken mental tangent, Harrison PLUNGED IN HARD. OHFUKYEAHHHHH.... He went in hard and deep, rapid and furious, so fast and rigid that everything that had occurred before with his father seemed like some planned set-up. But I knew that was just the paranoia of the biTch settling in for a moment. I let the thought pass quickly and deliberately as the pounding on my needy manhole took all of mind's attention, the sudden shift of nervous thoughts to excited sensations overwhelming me. "Oh fukkk," Harrison moaned, continuing to pummel me with such force that it looked like an assault in the mirror. His father stepped around us, now holding the glass pipe, carefully lighting it as he observed us in action. "THAT'S MY BOY!!!" He yelled again, then took a deep, slow drag from the stem. He continued to walk around us, smoking from the pipe casually, leaning in every now and then to observe his son's long cock fucking me. And then he was in front of me, leaning in abruptly, his head appearing to grow larger and larger as he neared, his right hand grabbing firm on my head, pulling me to his face, his large mouth consuming mine, a heavy dense smoke exhaling into my lungs. I could only close my eyes. It was the only sense of control I had. His face never disengaged from mine. I exhaled the smoke back to him and he kept it in his lungs for a long moment, my mind wandering, so spun, that time had faded. His mouth was like a vice that I could not separate from him so I instinctively breathed through my nose, taking in rapid breaths, inadvertently pulling the smoke back into my mouth as his son stretched my hole. WACK!!! Another unexpected slap, this time hard on my face that I coughed hard, the thick smoke coming out of my mouth in one large exhale, so thick that his crotch faded behind the clouds. "Stay with us Boy," he commanded, he grabbed my chin with his free hand firmly, staring into my glazed eyes. "The fun is just startin'." WACK!!!