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Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. This is a not so short continuation of some characters from my story "A Brother In Trouble" centered around Ric and his first year at university (where BiT left off with him). It started out short, but I got carried away. He was introduced in Chapter 29 - and was in several other chapters after that. For those that just want a brief setup... Ric had turned 18 and his father was worried about his lack of sexual activity and hired an escort for Ric to get over his first-time anxiety. First a woman and when that failed (she told Ric's dad "he's a fag"), then a male escort (Joe) who took his virginity and gave him HIV. Ric embraced his new status and soon found several new gay friends at school who were eager for Ric share his bug with them. He helped Joe out with an escorting gig and did some work on his own, including one meet where he worked with another escort while touring a college campus in California. That led to him doing a scene in an adult video. The college is near where Joe (and his boyfriend Kyle) relocated after Joe graduated college. This story starts with Ric's first/freshman year in college. The first post is a little long due to some setup for the story. There are 6 Chapters, each have a few parts to them. ------- Chapter 1.1 - A Rough Start ------- The beginning of Ric's freshman year in college hadn't started out as good as he had hoped. He moved into his assigned dorm room and had just finished unpacking when his roommate arrived. He laid on his lumpy bed reading while the guy unpacked a pair of suitcases and four boxes of stuff. With most of the things put away, the guy introduced himself. "Hey, by the way I'm Steve, if you hadn't already figured that out from the nameplate" he said. "Hi, I'm Ric. I already scratched out the last part on the card. I don't know why they used my full name and your nickname" Ric replied. Steve shrugged his shoulders and picked up a red bandanna and tied it in a loop before hanging it over the door knob. "Know what that's for?" Steve asked. Ric thought quickly and knew of a few uses but doubted he'd be so lucky to have a gay roommate, especially one that knew about the old hanky code he'd read about. He also hoped that it wasn't there in case he wanted something quick to gag or tie up someone he wanted to rape, so he played dumb. "No I don't" he replied. "It tells you or me that someone's in here fuckin some bitch and to go away for a while. If you see it hangin outside don't try and come in" Steve explained, seeming a little disgusted at Ric's naivete. Ric replied "gotcha" and started to realize that he probably wasn't going to have much in common with his new roommate. "'Course a guy like you probably has tons of girls beggin to get your dick" Steve said just as Ric started reading again. "Yeah... a few" Ric replied nonchalantly. He wasn't quite ready to tell Steve that he was gay and wondered if he should take the pride bracelet he'd hung on a hook next to his keys down before his roommate noticed it. Ric had tried straight sex two more times since he graduated and each time couldn't stay hard to actually fuck. Foreplay seemed to be ok, but the thought of plowing a girl's pussy just turned him off. The condoms didn't help, either. With guys, the moment he saw guy's bare ass his dick immediately sprang up. Both of the girls knew he was gay but were sure with the right girl they could turn him straight. "Got a girlfriend, Ric?" asked Steve. "Nah, I'd rather just fuck around. Even my dad told me to avoid getting serious until after I'd graduated and not get married as young as he did" Ric replied. It was close to the truth too, he liked fucking a variety of guys he definitely preferred having fuckbuddies. While some of his friends back home were more on the "fuck" side and others were on the "buddy" side, his dick had gone into almost all of them. "Yeah, I know. My old man said fuck all ya want just don't get em preggers" Steve replied. Ric nodded but started to wonder if Steve's only thoughts were on sex. As much Ric loved fucking, it wasn't the only thing on his mind. Steve continued to blather on and Ric was wondering if it would ever end. They hit dinner down at the cafeteria and Steve disappeared afterwards, saying he was going to go look around campus. The third day was when Steve spotted the bracelet. "What the heck is that?" Steve asked, pointing at the bracelet. And that's where things started to go downhill. Two days later, Steve walked in with the Resident Assistant. "Dude, I just can't do it. I didn't sleep at all last night thinkin that you were gonna fuck my ass." Ric looked incredulous. "Yeah, and not a damn thing happened. You're not my type... not even close. You probably get laid more than I do unless all that big talk is just BS" Ric said, his blood boiling at that point. "Settle down, you two. I got another room for you to move to, Ric" the RA said. "Why do I have to move? Make the homophobic asshole find a new hole to crawl into" Ric snarled. In the end, Ric packed his stuff up just to get away from Steve before he punched his face in. His second roommate was slightly better, but still made a few too many comments that Ric didn't appreciate. This time it was Ric at the RA's room asking for another room. It took a few days but finally Ric was moving again. Instead of down the hall, it was over to a different building. Rather than just getting shuffled to an empty space again, Ric met the other guy before agreeing to move. "Hi, Eddy?" Ric said as he knocked on the open door. "Yeah, come on in" Eddy replied. They shook hands and Ric sat down on the empty bed and Eddy on his. Ric started out with his interrogation and Eddy calmly replied to each question. After almost thirty minutes Ric paused and Eddy said "Is that all? I have a few questions of my own." Ric chuckled and then apologized before Eddy began questioning him back. They finished up an hour after they started when Eddy had to leave for class. Ric moved in the next day and hoped the third room was last of his moves. Eddy seemed to have no issues with his sexual preference and just asked Ric not to lock him out 'too often' and to be respectful. Ric assumed that meant he shouldn't make out with anyone in front of Eddy or make him feel uncomfortable by doing things like watching porn when he was around. Both were things he could deal with and hoped it worked both ways. While Ric had been up front about his sexual preference, Eddy had stayed silent, not saying if he was gay, straight, bi or even asexual. He was a couple years older than Ric and Eddy told him the first roommate he had that semester dropped out to deal with family issues. As he settled into his new home, Ric made a list of all the things he still needed to do. The first was to get a new sim card for his "work" phone. He knew he was going to have to do a few escorting jobs to pad his bank account since things seemed a lot more expensive here than back home. He sent off a few messages to people that he wanted to keep in touch with, telling them that the old number would go dead in a couple weeks and he would send his new number that afternoon. One by one he got responses ranging from "ok" to a thumbs-up emoji. With his new number active, he sent out another round of messages. This time, some of the responses were a little more verbose. "hope it gets a lot of action", "want to talk about a new project" and "hope we work together again soon" were some that he got back. Ric smiled, happy that most of the guys were still interested in meeting. One item down and a dozen more to go. He headed off to one of his classes and sat through the boring lecture. He knew most of these freshman classes were pretty useless since he knew most of the stuff already, but he would need them to graduate and wanted to get them out of the way. The next morning he woke up as he heard Eddy getting ready for his 8 am math class. "He must be a morning person, I could never get my brain working on that stuff this early" Ric thought. He got up and wandered to the big shared guys bathroom in just his sleeping shorts and some sandals with a towel over his shoulder and his toiletry bag in his hand. He waited for one of the showers to free up and noticed one guy come out of the far end shower and a second later another guy poke his head out of the same shower to see if anyone was there. The shocked look on the second guy as he saw Ric staring back at him brought a big smile to Ric's face. He motioned for the guy to come out and mouthed "It's cool" to him. The guy was embarrassed and seemed to be trying to dry off in a hurry. Ric slid past the two guys, letting his hand rub over the second guy's butt and whispering "fuckin hot" before he stepped in the shower and pulled the curtain closed. He had intentionally left his shorts on until the curtain was closed to cover up the biohazard tat over his cock. He already had enough problems finding a roommate that would accept him and he didn't want to scare the rest of the people on the floor, at least not right away. Tossing his towel and then shorts over the curtain rod, he washed off the previous day's sweat. At home he'd usually stroke himself off during his morning shower but he didn't feel comfortable doing that with four other guys showering in the neighboring stalls. His balls were getting heavy, not having been emptied in several days and he knew he needed to drain them soon. He finished his shower and got out, the other guys having disappeared and only one other shower was occupied now. As he dried off, he heard the other shower turn off and hurried to finish. He was just toweling off his head when the curtain opened. It was only a couple seconds before he turned away and grabbed his shorts but apparently long enough for the other guy to catch a glimpse at his naked body. The other guy let out a drawn out "Fuuuuck" as Ric pulled on his shorts. Ric tossed the wet towel around his neck and turned back to go to his room. The other guy was still standing there, dripping wet and naked with his mouth dropped open. "Morning" Ric said to the guy he'd only seen a few times in the hallway. He looked kind of cute and much better naked than the other times he'd seen him fully clothed. "Goddamn that's hot" the guy replied and then a moment later replied "Uh... morning." Ric walked by, trying to stay as calm as possible and ignore the comment. He knew he should have said "Thanks" or something, but he still didn't think of himself as "hot" or "sexy", even if he had gotten all of those comments to his one porn scene and from a few of his clients. He wasn't even sure what the guy thought was so hot, but he finished up his morning routine and got back to his room to change. Ric finally felt like things were getting into a normal groove, but he was dreading his first task for the day. "They open at ten... half hour to get there... so leave at 9:45 so I'm not there with a ton of people for the opening rush" he thought to himself. He made his way down to the cafeteria and grabbed some juice, coffee, an apple and a couple granola bars before sitting down at a table by himself. He finished the first granola bar and was biting into the apple as two guys sat down across from him. It took a second but he realized it was the pair of guys from the shower earlier. Ric smiled and said "Morning guys... I don't think we properly met. I'm Ric" trying to break the ice. The guys stared back at him, surprised at how casual he seemed to be. "Uh... I'm Dan and this is Scotty" the one that had gotten out of the shower first stammered out. "Nice to meet you. Sorry if I surprised you earlier, but as I said then, it's cool. I don't care and I'm not going to say anything. It's good to know I'm not the only one on the floor that likes that kind of stuff" Ric said. He tried to carefully word his comments so that if anyone around them heard it they wouldn't know what he was really talking about. "Oh... Uh... Yeah... Thanks... I... I mean... we don't want it to get out" Dan stammered out. Ric knew they were both scared of getting outed in their first month of college and seemed to be unsure if Ric was being serious or not. Ric smiled slightly and quietly said "I get it. The rumor mill outed me last year. It's a lot better to do it on your own terms, but you'll be surprised at the response" as he finished the last of his breakfast. They seemed a lot less panicked after his last comment so he said "I got to take off. Have fun and I'll catch you guys later." He winked at them and went back to his room. Ric grabbed his backpack with stuff for his first class and then headed out of the dorm. He walked the six blocks over to the clinic on West Street that the one at home had referred him to. He took a deep breath and walked in the door and found the reception desk. "Hi, I just started school here and the clinic I used to go to back home referred me here. I think they sent my records too, but I'm not sure" Ric told the nurse. He really would have preferred talking to Douglas from the clinic back home, and while the nurse seemed friendly he wondered if this place would be as accepting of his status and lack of treatment. "Here are some forms to fill out and can you write your name, date of birth and the referring clinic name down on this piece of paper so we can find the charts they sent?" the nurse asked as she handed him a clipboard and a small scrap of paper. Ric grabbed a pen from the bin and put down the info on the small piece of paper and handed it back to her. He took the clipboard and sat down, filling out the form that was strangely familiar. It made him laugh and he realized that when he filled this form out the last time, he was a lot more sexually active. The moves, start of college and other things had conspired to kill his sex life. He thought back and other than a quick blowjob in a bathroom on campus and Joe's welcome party a month ago, he hadn't fucked anyone. He took the completed form back to the desk and the nurse said "we found your charts along with a couple others that Jones sent over. Did you move here with someone else?" "No, but I might know who the others are for. Are they for Joe and Kyle? They moved out here a month or two earlier." Ric asked. The nurse looked unsure how to respond, not wanting to divulge any private info. "Mmmm, maybe. Regardless, they should come and register to continue their treatment plan" she finally said. Ric smiled and said "I'll let them know." He sat back down and only ten minutes later heard his name called. Once again they called 'Ric' instead of his full name and he laughed to himself at how it was starting out just like at the Jones clinic almost a year earlier. Ric got all of his vitals taken and sat in an exam room for several minutes until there was a knock on the door and the doctor entered. "Hello, Ric. I'm Dr. Reynolds. Nice to meet you. I see from your records that you just moved out here. I assume from your age you're going to college here?" the doctor said. "Yeah. I just started classes last month and I was referred here by the clinic that I used to go to" Ric replied. "Good, it's always nice to get referrals from like-minded clinics. How's Bob doing?" the doctor asked. Seeing a blank look on Ric face he then added "I mean Dr. Simms." "Oh... I never knew his first name. He's good. Do you know him?" Ric asked. The doctor chuckled before saying "Uh, yeah. Quite well. We dated in medical school." A smile came over Ric's face and any concerns he had about going to the clinic faded away. "Now, while I look over your history, can you please take your clothes off so I can check everything out" Dr. Reynolds said. Ric took his shoes, shirt and jeans off and the doctor looked up briefly and repeated "everything." Ric removed his boxer briefs and caught the doctor smiling. "I see you've chosen to defer treatment. I know Dr. Simms is pretty stringent on that and only does it for certain patients so I don't see any reason to change that yet. I am concerned that you don't seem to be very active lately, Ric. I know that your first semester in college can be challenging to adjust to, but sex is one of the best ways to relieve stress and there are a lot of other guys your age eager to get more adventurous in their sex lives. Hell, I had one guy yesterday that had averaged almost three partners a day since he arrived on campus" the doctor said as his eyes roamed over Ric's naked body. Ric smiled and almost asked for the other patient's cell number. "Uh... yeah. Well, I've had a few issues with roommates and I'm on my third dorm room. Now that I've got that part fixed and I've gotten used to my classes, I'm starting to do the other stuff I need to. Like finding out how my body is dealing with the virus and meeting new people" Ric said. "Most guys your age don't really plan like that, they're more spontaneous and deal with the fallout as it comes... but I can appreciate your approach. Can you help me out here? I see on this chart it looks like the blood tests you took from them and I see columns for date, viral load, cd4 counts, blood pressure, et cetera, but I don't know what this last column is" the doctor asked. Ric looked at it and chuckled. "I'm not really sure, but I think that was neg guys I fu... had sex with. They asked me to tell the lab tech that info when I got my blood tests done" Ric replied. "Damn. It looks like you were very active until you moved. Those are only the ones without the virus? I assume there were several more then... Your body is probably in shock with the sudden lack of sex" the doctor replied with a laugh. Ric nodded and replied "Yeah, my hand is getting pretty tired" grinning. The doctor rolled his stool closer to Ric and first examined his cock and balls. "I bet you get a lot of compliments on this. It's pretty impressive and probably helps you pass your gift along. Is the tattoo an advertisement or a warning?" he asked with a grin. "I think of it more of a badge of honor since I got it for joining a club. It works as a warning too. If I wanted to advertise I would have gotten something larger like my friend Joe has. The one on his leg is much larger and he has a scorpion tattoo pointing towards his cock" Ric said. He was surprised that the doctor was interested in his ink and how easy it was talking with the doctor about it. "Mmm, nice. Hopefully he is sharing too. I know some people try to hide their status, others advertise and some warn. It's a personal choice and I like to hear how people make their decision" Dr. Reynolds explained. He continued his exam, checking almost every inch of Ric's body. "We probably do things differently than the last clinic you went to. Tuesdays and Thursdays are the days that we reserve for clients like you. The staff on the other days is geared more towards prevention and treatment of infections. As I said, we will continue your current plan - just monitoring your health and you can change at any time or we will if there is a significant deterioration in your health. I would recommend that you become a lot more sexually active than you have been the past month. It will help you mentally as well as physically" the doctor explained. Ric nodded and felt his cock twitch. "Oh I plan to" Ric then said. "You can dress now and go down to the lab so we can see if anything has changed since your last blood work. It looks to have been pretty consistent after the initial infection" Dr. Reynolds said. Ric started to put his clothes back on as the doctor continued. "We would like to get monthly samples to see how things progress and quarterly checkups, for now. There won't be a need to inform the lab tech about your activity, as interesting as it sounds. In the future though, please visit on Tuesday or Thursday. The staff is much more supportive on those days about our decision to remain... viral. I know you will be a welcome addition to our community. Have a great day" the doctor said as he closed the folder and headed to the door. Ric followed the doctor out into the hall and was pointed in the direction of the lab. He signed in and took a seat, waiting to get his blood drawn. A few minutes later the door opened and a girl about his age came out and headed toward the door to the waiting room. He laughed to himself since she seemed to be embarrassed that anyone saw her there. He was glad he never went through that phase. The lab tech came out a minute later and drew a line through Ric's name on the list before he winked at him. "Come on in" the guy said. Ric's cock stirred again and he went in, closing the door and taking a moment to check the guy out. "Have a seat" the tech said after Ric stood there a little too long. "Oh, sorry" Ric said as he sat down and laid his right arm out on the rest. He kept looking at the tech, thinking he was really cute. He was smaller than Ric in every dimension he could see and Ric thought he'd be easy to toss around as he fucked the guy's brains out. He caught himself licking his lips as the tech said "Welcome, it's nice to see a new face around here. I see you've done this a few times before. I'll be taking three vials this time since we want a good baseline for your next visits" the tech said. Ric read the guy's name tag and it said "Hector D" before watching him prep everything. Ric had gotten used to seeing the needles and while he usually didn't watch them draw blood he did this time. It was just as painless as the ones Tyler had done back at the old clinic. Once the vials were filled and labeled, the tech said "Hopefully the numbers will be close to what you had last time, nice and strong on both sides" before looking Ric in the eye and smiling causing Ric to chuckle. They stared at each other a moment until Hector looked away and grabbed some tape. Ric got his arm bandaged and as he was about to get up the tech put his hand on Ric's forearm. Ric liked the soft, warm hand gently holding his arm. "I will see you in a month. Be sure to come on Tuesday or Thursday, though" Hector said. He paused, still holding on to Ric's arm and looking at Ric intensely before he said "I see on your chart that you haven't been getting much since school started. I know it can be hard meeting new people or finding hookups in a new place. We... uh... do free testing on Wednesday nights at a local bath house. I don't know if that's your kind of scene but I'm sure you would be really popular there. I have a card that allows guys like you to get in for free... if you're interested." "Yeah, it's been a little crazy and I know I need to get out more. That would be really cool, I've never been to a bath house before, just a couple bookstores" Ric said. A second later, Ric asked "Uh... By guys like me... do you mean poz guys?" Hector nodded. "The card is for any poz guy, but I like to make sure that there are plenty of detectable guys there" he said with an evil grin. Ric felt his cock twitch again and Hector leaned in "We get lots of new patients from there. No one asks status and the few condoms that get used always seem to break. A perfect combo for people like us that get into breeding neg guys" Hector quietly said with a chuckle at the end. "I can't make it tonight, but hopefully next week" Ric said. Hector handed him a card after writing a number on the top corner. "Most of the numbers are just random, but one indicates you are detectable and another that you like to share. That will give you priority. Uh, I should have asked, but from the note in your file I assumed you like to share" Hector said. Ric nodded and thanked him as he took the card and got up. Ric adjusted his partially stiff cock in his jeans and said "See you next week" to Hector before he headed towards his first class of the day. He almost fell asleep during the lecture and noticed several people in the auditorium getting an extra snooze too. When the class finally ended he wandered out of the building wondering how he was going to kill a couple hours before his next class. Ric found a spot under a tree and sat down, spending some time reading ahead for one of his classes but his eyes kept looking around at the guys walking by. He pulled out his phone and popped up a gay cruising app, seeing if anyone was looking. "Holy fuck!" he muttered to himself. "Over a hundred guys!" was his next thought. A quick check of the filters told him why. "10 miles is too far and let's get rid of the guys looking for later" Ric said to himself. With the number more manageable, he then checked out the poz guys. "First time cruising here, I'll just look for other poz guys this time" Ric thought. There were four and he quickly looked through the list. Two looked like professors, one guy a few years older who's pics looked like those of a serial killer, and one guy in his late 20s. "Hot profile. you looking?" he tapped out to the late 20s guy. A few minutes later he got a reply - "working atm but can take brake in 15 u got good pics what u lookn 4?" "BJ or fuck. balls r full " Ric replied. "Poz & 19?" the guy asked. "Poz & 18 last yr thought u wudnt mind" Ric sent back and started searching again. "its ok surprised" came in and then "only have 15 min. got 2 b quik" from the guy. "Know a place?" Ric replied. He knew the guy wasn't too far away, but wondered where a safe spot for a quickie would be. "S end of library meet at construction gate @11:30 I'm Jim" was the reply. Ric got up and walked toward the library. He got his phone out to figure which way was south and then laughed when he saw the huge construction site. He got to the south end and found only one small gate for workers to go in and out of. He stood nearby and waited the few minutes until half past the hour. A guy came out with a hard hat, dirty tee and some even dirtier jeans. Ric started walking along the fence towards him and when he got close asked "Jim?" "Yeah. Damn, you look even better in person. Uh... Follow me" Jim said. They walked quickly into the new building shell and then along the wall to a boarded up hallway leading to the old part of the library. Jim slid the plywood to the side, walking inside and once Ric was past, slid it back. There were a few pallets of building supplies in the hallway and that's where he stopped and turned around. He fished around his pocket and pulled out a packet of lube and a condom. "I only fuck bare. That condom wouldn't fit anyway" Ric said, picking up the lube. "Cool. Most guys won't fuck me without a rubber. Let's try just spit first" Jim said, starting to kneel. Ric set down his backpack and unbuttoned his jeans. Jim reached up and tugged them down, trying to spend as much time sucking or fucking, not talking, before he had to get back to work. "Fuck. That's gonna feel so good in me" Jim said before he took Ric's cock in his mouth. The blowjob was quick but after a couple minutes, Ric's cock was rock hard and coated with spit. He thought "this guy is a pro at quick fucks." Jim stood up, dropped his pants, revealing a stained jockstrap and then bent over the pallet of five gallon plastic paint cans. Ric was right behind him, pulling his ass apart and pushing his wet cock up to the puckered hole. He pulled back the foreskin, dropped three gobs of spit on the exposed head of his cock and pressed forward. A few seconds later, the hole yielded and his cock descended. A groan came out of Jim's mouth, barely audible over the sound of drills, hammers and some heavy equipment. It was a classic quickie. Both had all of their clothes still on and their pants were pulled down just far enough to fuck. With the ease Ric got halfway in, he knew Jim was an experienced bottom. Ric pulled back and added a couple more gobs of spit and then began to plow into the hungry hole. "Fuck... I missed havin a bare dick in me" Jim moaned out as he started to push back as Ric would thrust in. Ric quickly increased the pace, plowing in with long strokes. He knew he didn't have a lot of time but was enjoying every second. Five minutes quickly passed and both of them were grunting with each stroke. With the fifteen minute break quickly running out, Ric slowed down and fucked harder with his cock pulling all the way out and then slamming back in. The first time Ric's cock came out of his hole Jim yelled back "No! Cum inside!" Ric shoved back in, growling "I always do." He did it two more times and then grunted "hope ya wanted a recharge!" With his cock planted most of the way in, he growled out as his cock throbbed, filling the poz hole with a large load of cum. Ric could feel Jim breathe heavily and the sweat had soaked through his tee shirt. When their bodies recovered a minute later, Ric pulled back, watching some cum drip down Jim's leg. When his cock was a little softer, he stuffed it back into his trunks and zipped up his jeans. Jim pulled up his jeans and turned around. "That was fuckin great. I haven't had a load in me in months. Uh... recharge? You're not on meds?" Jim asked. Ric chuckled. "Nope" he replied and started to follow Jim back out of the building. A few other construction worker were standing around and they made a few comments - "Tappin college boys Jim? He know what you're shootin?" and "Fuck! That's a hot young boy" and "Jim, he spit or swallow?" Ric laughed again and said "Thanks, Jim. Let me know if its a boy or girl" making sure that the other guys heard him. He walked back towards his next class, stopping in to a restroom to quickly clean up. With his cock no longer covered in spit and cum, Ric found another spot to sit and kill time before his next class, hoping the wet spot on his jeans would dry in time. He pulled his phone out and there were a couple messages from Jim - "Ignore those guys all bad fucks", "U really toxic?", "Thx again Best I had in long time Txt me any time" and then left his phone number.

Coming a bit faster than expected, what was supposed to be the first few paragraphs became the whole of part 3. It's basically an expansion of the second part and lays the ground better for what's coming. Buckle up, things are barely getting started for Rick and his boy. Part 3 – A sign of Things To cum After the fact, Daddy told me that my conversion session lasted three whole days. He fed me so many kinds of drugs to keep me high, horny and awake that by the end my brain was completely fried and I have no memory of the last 24 hours. Daddy had his dick in my ass pretty much the whole time and only stopped because he was too sore to carry on; there was blood and cum all over his cock and oozing out my ass, he also told me it was the longest and most intense fucking session he ever had. During this epic session, Daddy would never stop telling me how happy he finally found me. He kept calling me his greatest achievement and a dream come true. Corrupting and converting a straight boy like me was his lifelong dream and he finally had a slave he could mold exactly to his image. When we finally both collapsed from complete exhaustion, Daddy injected me some tranquilizer to help me go to sleep for a long while to make sure I could get a full rest without experiencing a crash from the chems withdrawal. “This will help you sleep soundly. I’ll see you again in a couple days when you wake up, and by then you’ll be just like new. In more ways than one,” he said while pushing on the syringe. It was true. I was now a completely new person. The straight old me was definitely dead and gone and a poz chem slut had taken his place. But it wasn’t all that simple. When I finally woke up, I didn’t know how much time had passed. I was completely naked. I was in a place I didn’t recognize either. It was a different room than mine. I was on a bed covered in black rubber sheeting. The walls were black and there were no windows. It looked something like a fetishist’s dungeon, but almost empty. An awful feeling crept over me. Was this all a dream? Did it really happen? Did I accept to become a gay slave and be fed all kinds of dangerous drugs and let Rick fuck my ass relentlessly? Oh my god, was I HIV positive now? What have I done?! I was starting to panic when the door opened, and Rick came in. “Hey son, calm down, it’s alright. Daddy’s here. Don’t worry, everything is under control.” “What did you do to me?” The drugs had worn off and I was sober. The reality of my situation was hitting me hard, and I had a hard time accepting I had surrendered so quickly and easily to my recent fantasies. “I told you, son. I have shown you your true nature. What you are experiencing right now is completely normal. This is a very big change you just went through, and your mind is trying to make sense of what happened. Don’t worry I have just the thing to make you feel better.” He sat down next to me and passed an arm around my shoulders. I thought he was trying to comfort me, and in a way that’s what he did, but he mostly was holding me in place. With his other hand, he stuck some black rubber respirator mask in my face and held it tight. I tried to protest and get away, but Daddy was stronger than me and I couldn’t move. “It’s alright, son. Calm down and breathe slowly. That’s it, deep breaths. Slow and steady.” At first, I didn’t want to be drugged again but I didn’t have a choice either and I had to breathe so I did as I was told. I inhaled whatever Daddy was giving me and. It smelled like very strong medicine, but with a sweet cinnamon hint. I instantly felt different, relaxed and mellow, but there was also a strong tingling building up in my groin. “I told you I was going to keep you high on drugs all the time and never let you regret your choice, right? Well, there it is. Keep breathing, son. I’m sorry I thought you’d sleep a little bit longer and you woke up before I could dose you again. Now try to focus on what you remember from before you passed out. How much pleasure you felt. How horny you were. My huge poz cock in your ass. How you begged me to slam you over and over again. How you couldn’t get enough of my seed.” Daddy removed the mask from my face, stood up, removed his shirt and faced me. “Remember this,” he said as he pointed to his biohazard tattoo. “You kept telling me how beautiful you thought it was and how you couldn’t wait to get one.” It was all coming back to me at once and all my fears were washed away as soon as I saw the tattoo. It looked glorious. Daddy was right, I was fascinated by it and wanted one on myself. “And you will have yours, don’t worry about that. As soon as you are confirmed poz, which is only a matter of time, I will have one of my friends come here and put some ink on you. You’ll get one just like this one, and a few others I have in mind. It’s gonna be a nice surprise, you’ll see. In the meantime, why don’t you suck on this one for a little bit.” I already had my mouth open when Daddy said that while moving forward to meet me. I started sucking and licking his nipple once again and worshipped his large, bold biohazard tattoo. I was obsessed with it and got extremely horny having it in right in my face. And just like that, the last remnants of doubt or regret went away. Even though there were a few moments after that when I wasn’t chemmed up in my life with Daddy, I never regretted it once again. I was barely high from whatever was in that mask, but I was completely set on my new life as a chem slave. I already wanted to feel like I did before I blacked out from our epic session. I was getting extremely excited worshipping my Master’s tattoo and started moaning like crazy. Daddy put his hand behind my head and pressed on it, forcing me to suck harder on his nipple, which made him grunt with his deep voice. “That’s it boy, worship the tattoo. Worship the virus. Can you feel it flowing in your veins? It’s slowly taking place in your system, infecting your cells, wrecking your DNA. It’s altering you as we speak, making you into a different person. A poz slut. But you’re not completely poz yet. It takes time. We probably have a few weeks before you begin experiencing the fuck flu. You’ll get a nice fever, you’ll feel like complete shit for a few days, and by the end of it you will finally have completed your conversion. In the meantime, I have lots of plans for you. You’re going to learn what it means to be my slave. Okay now, enough with the nipples, you have to suck on something bigger while I explain a few things to you.” Daddy then pushed me back and unzipped his pants, whipping out his magnificent poz cock, already rock hard and oozing precum, right in my face. I didn’t need more directions and started sucking it hungrily, swallowing as much poz juice as I could while listening to what Daddy was saying. I don’t know what I inhaled in the rubber mask was, but it was making me hornier and hornier even minutes after I stopped taking it. The poz talk was music to my ears. I was no longer horrified by the disease; I was craving it. I wanted more HIV, more virus. My Daddy’s poz cum was so tasty I was convinced the virus was giving it an additional flavor. I felt like it was burning my mouth and my throat. And I wanted more. I wanted to be fucked by several poz men. I wanted the most toxic cocks available to line up and fuck my ass and fill it up to the brim. I wanted to overflow with deadlier and deadlier strains. I wanted to give birth to the most toxic version of the virus possible and then gift it to the world. And while these feelings were drowning my thoughts, Daddy kept talking to me. “Now is the time to tell you a bit more about me, son. I’m now 54 years old. I’ve stopped working about 3 years ago because I had made so much money selling patents that I never have to worry about money ever again. You see, I’m both an anesthesiologist and a chemical engineer. I’ve always been interested in drugs of all kinds and enjoy getting people high, either through legal or illegal ways. I started as an anesthesiologist about 25 years ago and wanted to improve what we used so I designed new compounds that are now widely used in the field. I’ll keep receiving very large royalties for decades. I also still act as consultant for several big pharmaceutical companies even to this day, when I feel like it. But my true joy is to really get people fucked up and abuse them in various ways. And this is exactly what I plan on doing with you. I have built a whole complex in the basement of my house, a sex dungeon if you want to call it that way, where we are right now. This is your new room for the foreseeable future. I never showed it to you since you’ve been living here. Nobody knows it exists except a few trusted friends. Nobody can find you here, it’s like you don’t exist anymore. And you’ll probably never get out of here again. There is everything you and I need here. It’s now your whole universe and you will experience so many great things here. But for now, I haven’t fucked you in three days and I must keep you charged up to further your infection so let’s get on with it. Stop sucking me and get on all fours, facing the wall, NOW.” I regretfully let go of Daddy’s delicious dick and did as I was told. I was expecting to be fucked right away but instead I could feel something wet and warm touching my hole. It felt amazing and I started moaning loudly. Daddy handed me a brown bottle. “Take these poppers and inhale continuously, or until I tell you to stop.” I opened the bottle and started sniffing heavily while Daddy was eating my ass. After three hits I was already flying and could feel Daddy’s tongue go further and further into my hole. After a while he was basically tongue-fucking me and I was screaming in delight. “Don’t stop hitting that bottle you fucking faggot.” I was having trouble keeping my hands steady and spilled some on the bed. Then I could feel some fingers in my ass stretching and opening me up. I kept inhaling and I could see my fingertips turning blue when Daddy told me to stop and put the lid back on the bottle. Then I felt something cold in my ass and knew I was getting some T-laced lube, just like my first time with Daddy. The burning sensation soon followed and Daddy didn’t wait any longer to ram his huge toxic cum inside me. I came instantly and felt like my own cum was being pushed out of my balls by Daddy’s cock. He started fucking me very fast and with each push more cum would come out of me. “Oh yeah, you’re still so tight and warm boy, such a perfect little hole. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of fucking you, son.” I was so happy to hear how Daddy liked my ass. I was incredibly proud of being his son. The Tina he pushed in my ass was starting to get to me and I could feel the heat all over my body and I craved even more dick and poz cum. I wanted it all. I felt so good I started crying. “You ok boy?” “I... I love you so much Daddy. I love your toxic poz dick so much, I love it fucking my ass. Please breed me again Daddy. Please give me more drugs and make me into your personal guinea pig. Get me high and fucked up, give me more toxic seed so I can grow my own poz babies, give me your gift and make me more pregnant. I love you so much and what you do to me, please never stop abusing me, it’s sooo good...” “I know son. It turns you on, doesn’t it? The poz talk, the chems, all these dirty and horrible things I did and plan on doing to you? That’s why you were born. That’s where you belong. Soon I’ll breed you again and then I’ll put you to sleep and make you experience things you have never heard about. You will see, I have so many surprises for you. I will have complete control over you and remove any possibility of free will that remains. You’ll be turned into an object, a fuck toy, an HIV incubator, a public attraction, a freak. And you will love every second of it.” “Yes, please Daddy!” “Now take my load, you fucking bitch!” And then Daddy pushed violently against my ass with his hips, buried himself deep and shot a load so big I felt it filling my guts. His toxic cum was hot in my bowels and I could feel it burning my insides. I was picturing millions of viruses running through my ass, entering my walls and invading my bloodstream, joining the growing population of viruses slowly infecting my body, and I welcomed them all with open arms. “Thank you, Daddy!” Daddy pulled out, leaving an awful void in my ass. It felt cold and empty instantly and I cried out in despair. Daddy pushed me down, turned me over and shoved the rubber mask back in my face. “Inhale, deep breathes.” I instantly felt calmer and numb. After a few seconds, Daddy removed the mask and produced a syringe. I thought he was about to slam me but then Daddy said: “Now I’m putting you back to sleep. I still have some preparations to do for the next phase of your journey. When you wake up, you will enter a new reality. I’m about to send you on a one-way trip to Wonderland.” Daddy had a huge grin on his face as he inserted the needle in my arm and quickly pushed on the plunger. I felt a cold wave spreading in my arm and I immediately felt heavier. Darkness overtook my vision and the last thing I saw was my Daddy’s magnificent biohazard tattoo, a sign of things to come, I hoped...

Just enjoyed a totally unexpected, hard, horny and very satisfying fuck. Still working from home part of the time and got messaged by a delivery driver who fucked me a couple of months ago - saying he was in the area and feeling horny if I was free and up for a fuck? He's a really good looking black guy, maybe late 30s, early 40s and I was well up for it. He arrived a short time later and I sucked his cock, licked his balls and got my tongue up his arse to lick his hole. Then he fucked me - pants down over my desk when I should have been working. He started off slow and then speeded up and gave me a really hard fuck before shooting his load into me. He told me he was extra horny as he hadn't cum for about seven days - and judging by the huge load I can feel up my arse - I believe him! Just going into a Zoom meeting with colleagues now, a nice big load of random cum up my arse.

Thank you so much for the comments guys, I really appreciate it. I'm french so writing in english is not that easy for me and I was convinced it would sound like gibberish haha. To be fair when I speak it's certainly not as pretty. At least I can rework written text until I'm satisfied with it. You all motivate me to keep this story going, I hope you will enjoy the next part(s). If you have suggestions and ideas I'm wide open to make it even better. Coming next: Part 4 - Wonderland Stay tuned!

One of my more notable recent loads were from a fun bathhouse adventure with a dom FWB of mine last week. The idea was that I was going to be a blind folded no load refused cum dump and he was going to help whore me out. When we got there we got a room and stripped down. I was in a chastity cage and told I couldn’t cover up with the towel at all. He loved exposing me as the kinky slut I am but I’m always shy about it at first. I was nervous, but my exhilaration to be exposed definitely was greater than my nerves. Plus, with chastity, there’s not question what you’re there for. And I wanted loads. We head out and decide to hit up the wet area first before getting into the swing of things. Walking there with my towel just over my shoulder and my caged cock dangling about felt great and got me some curious glances but no actual action in the moment. All I could do was own it and hope it would translate to more loads as the night went on. There wasn’t much happening in the hot tub and steam room but it was a nice bit of relaxation before the fun started. Once we wrapped up there we popped back to the room to get my supplies, some poppers and lube, get my hole prepped up, and then headed out into the common area sling set up. This was the “TV area” so there were some benches and porn playing and people generally used it as a more public cruisey spot or to just watch others. It had lots of traffic so things were looking good! My friend helped me into the sling, blind folded me, and whispered into my ear that if I wanted to be a good boy for him my ass had better be so used and full of cum that it couldn’t contain it all by the end of the night. Didn’t have to ask me twice! With that, he stood to the side and shoved his cock in mouth while leaving my hole exposed in the hopes that others would join in. I blew him for what felt like forever. Though time goes slow when you’re blind folded so probably was only five minutes haha. Eventually another hand started probing my ass. I could hear my friend encourage him and next thing you know he was lining his cock up to begin entering my hole. He shoved it in hard, harder than I wished to start, but I also could tell this guy was horny as fuck and likely was going to fuck until he bred me, which, I mean, is what I was there for. So I grunted through it and let him use me until eventually I could hear his breath shorten and his thrust getting slowed and gave the tell tale signs he was unloading. That first anon load of the night was such a rush. It got my inner cum dump fired up and I knew I needed more. Lucky for me that first fuck seemed to attract more and I started having a relatively steady stream of cocks being slapped against my face for blow jobs and prodded against my hole for fucking. I was in heaven. So many anon cocks using me and I had no idea who they are (I like to think it could be people I know in my regular life who now know I’m a whore). They could have been hot, ugly, fat skinny, I didn’t care. I was just a hole for their use anyways. The highlight while in the sling was blowing one cock to the right of me, getting pounded by another cock, and jerking off another cock to the left of me. The guy fucking me was being very verbal and letting me know what a sloppy slut hole I was and commanding me to try and deep throat and jerk the other cocks deeper and harder. It has me straining in my cage hard. I really have no idea how many loads I got but knew I got fucked by lots of different cocks and occasionally did hear the music to my ears that was horny tops busting their loads. I must have been in the sling for at least an hour and a half, probably longer, before their was a lull. I took the opportunity to get up and stretch my legs. I called over my dom FWB who got my blind fold off and helped me out of the sling. He was very happy with how good of a hole I was which makes my inner sub glow so contently. At that point I was satisfied but also knew I had to at least check out the dark room. I love dark rooms and like, it’d be a shame if my hole was as loaded and primed as it was and for me to not take full advantage of it. So I relaxed a bit with my dom FWB before heading over to the dark room. At that point I didn’t even care for my towel. It was back in the TV area room. As I was walked over with my caged cock on display I could feel some cum start to leak out of my ass and down my leg. I looked like a total slut and loved it. The dark room itself was extremely dark. My eyes hadn’t adjusted yet and I really couldn’t make out much. I stumbled around until I felt a hand grab my caged cock and pull down on it and then another start pushing my head downward. I got the message and got onto my knees. I was greeted with a nice semi hard dick that I started sucking as best as I could. He started moaning and I could tell he was getting closer. At this point my eyes had adjusted and noticed there was a fuck bench right near us (as well as some others having fun, woof!). I motioned to him to it and he grinned back. That was all I needed to slide up onto it, stick my ass up and hold my cheeks open, exposing my used and cummy hole. He slid in so easily I was so proud of how used and accepting my hole was. He started fucking me and the sloshing noise of the cum in my ass getting churned up started to fill the room. As that guy continued to fuck me another put his cock up to my face. Omg it was the biggest cock of the night by far. I did all I could to try and deep throat it but was a gagging mess the entire time. I continued to blow the second guy until the first guy tensed up and shot his load into me. Almost instantly the second guy moved from fucking my face to fucking my ass. Even after getting fucked a ton that night, his cock gave my hole some difficulty. It wasn’t the girth but goddamn it was long. It was like he was poking around the bend in my ass. Lucky for me it didn’t take him long to eventually breed me. He shoved his cock in as deep as he could and just held it there when he came. It was painful the thought of him pushing all that other cum further in and adding his own cum so deep inside my guts made it more than worth it. I love when you feel cum leak out of your ass hours after getting bred. I think if my hole wasn’t as used as it was that might have been the case with this guy. After he came, he smacked my ass and left. I laid there for a second catching my breath and collecting myself. At that point I noticed there weren’t many others in the room, or at least no one else making a motion toward me. So I got up and left back to my room. My dom FWB was on the bed jerking his cock all smiles. I must have looked like I just got fucked hard because mentioned how good of a slut I was tonight haha. I snuggled up to him on the bed and started to blow him. He fingered my cummy ass while doing so until he shot his load. He made sure to not shoot right down my throat so I could get a taste of his delicious load. It was great and I savoured every last bit of it. At that point he was ready to head home and I was quite beat up sexually haha. He plugged my ass to keep as much of the cum in as we could and we left. Ended up going to a late night Mexican place for some margarita and tacos. I was beaming the whole time knowing I was locked in chastity with a bunch of anon loads plugged up my ass while out and about in public. Best bathhouse night I’ve ever had and I hope to have more when things are busier again. Next time I need to put a sharpie somewhere so I can keep track of the loads I get. Only then can I start trying to beat a previous record and actually know my progress.

Part 10 I told the guy up my ass to hold off until he fucked the kid and he said that was the plan, this was only a warm up for him. He said he was parting all day and had a few days worth of toxic cum to deliver. Mean while, The guy fucking the kids ass was shaking and said he was about to cum. I figured the guys cock would grow to it’s hardest and thickest at this point. My friend looked at me with a devilish grin and grabbed the Kids hips and yanked them back and pushed forward. At the same time I reached over and spread the kids cheeks. I could see the size and thickness of is this cock and it was impressive. At this position I could easily see that even that the root of this cock was trying to split the hole open. Both asses were impaled on pulsing cocks. The kid getting a load and the stranger getting a hot toxic load from my friend. The pulled back and the guy with the thick cock put a mark on the NEG side. I wondered if he realized if he was NEG he might not be after this evening. The guy with the skinny cock pulled out and said it was his turn. I pulled out and went to get the phone to Vid this. My friend beat me to it. He guy pushed his skinny cock into the kids mouth. With e video on his face I asked the kid if he could see the TAT next to the cock in his mouth, He mumbled “ Yes “. I asked him if he knew what that meant. The guy pulled out of his moths and the kid said “ I think it means he is toxic and is HIV+ “. The guys said correct. In this case I am very Toxic, to the point I probably have AIDS. I was teasing the kids ass and cock when the guy asked the kid is he wanted to get knocked up tonight. The kid whimpered “ Yes “. With that the guy went to the Kids ass and push into his sloppy stretched ass. The kid whimpered a little as the rough fucking stared, but soon was moaning like a Saturday night crack whore. My Friend got out his pile and started lighting it up. He offered some to and I took a couple hiits off it. I coughed the last one out, it told my friend “ Damn! This is really strong stuff “ , he asked me if the Kid wanted to try some. I told him to ask. The Kid said he could try. My friend told him to wait then inhale and hold it as long as he could. The kid held it for a few seconds then coughed it out. He took a second hit and this time held it for over a minute. I couldn’t believe that the kid could hold it that long. He told me that when he was n school he was on the swim team but I never put that together until now. The Kids eyes we as black as they could get. The guy fucking him said his ass clenched up a couple times and that it felt great. The kid stated repeating “ Fuck me. Stretch my hole. Rape me “. I knew the kid was converted to a chem whore at that point and soon would be a Toxic Chem Whore. The guy fucking him roared and slammed forward and sot in the Kids ass. He pulled out of the Kids ass and put a line on the POZ side of the ass and put what looked like an A in the middle of it. Others Started to take seconds at either the kids ass. About that time Frank cam in, I knew that was going to be epic when I saw the Huge AIDS filled cock

There is very little light in my favorite darkroom - the only light-source are two fairly narrow entrances on each end of the darkroom, lighted by what little light emanates from a fairly dark hallway leading to the darkroom. Imagine a fairly small, but long and narrow room, with a fuckbench built between the doors. There's room for 5 or 6 Holes to line up on the fuckbench at a time, with enough room for others to be almost completely hidden in other corners of the darkroom. You'd have to literally feel your way through from one end to the other, and explore the non-benched side in Breed-Braille. I like to start at one doorway, and rut in each Hole until I get to the other doorway - then explore the really dark part of the room, just for the fun of it. One has to move slowly, since there are usually guys kneeling, sucking Cocks, or torso's bent over taking loads in the darkness. Given that I very much enjoy eating pre-loaded Holes, I generally give them a "taste-test" before deciding. When I really do need to Breed though, I usually go back to whichever Hole I liked best and pump it up that one. Then, I cruise around the rest of the joint - there are a number of area for specific sexual deviancy - and often I hit the darkroom again to repeat my pattern - and occasionally there's something special about one of the bottoms to "connect" us besides the physical one. Those occurances are really special. For me, these cumdumps are exemplary men - offering up their Holes to any and every Cock/load because it's what they are driven to do - must do. They bring nothing but dedication to their Lusts to the darkroom, and - as far as I'm concerned - nothing but honor and admiration to themselves. In the darkrooms particularly ........... It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

Sorry for the delay guys, I wasn't aware there is a daily comment limit and busted it before I could post part 2 yesterday. This is about to get fucking wild, so brace yourselves. Reminder that this is pure fantasy and should be taken as such. It's not 100% realistic or accurately depicting chem use, but it fits my fantasy so I hope you enjoy just like I do 🙂 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Part 2 – My conversion I was basically speechless. The last 24 hours had been like a dream, like I accidentally stepped into another reality I couldn’t fully comprehend yet. That feeling was being turned up a few notches, seeing this beautiful man invite me into his room. That was not something I thought would happen in my life, but here I was. Without even thinking about it, I made a few steps forward and stopped right before his bed, not knowing what to do. “Come lie down next to me, boy.” His voice was commanding but in very soft way. It was like an out of body experience, I could almost see myself robotically obey his commands. Some part of me wanted to run away, out of the house and never come back. But another part, a deeper and stronger side of me I did not know existed, only wanted to submit to this man. In the past month, Rick had been so generous with me, so kind, I was starting to see him like a father figure. I was afraid of what was about to happen, but at the same time I trusted Rick completely. I sat down so close to him our arms touched. It was electrifying. I didn’t know what to do or say so I lay still, waiting for him to make a move. I stared at the screen watching the video that was playing. "You look a bit tense, boy. Is there something wrong?” “I’m fine, Rick. I’m just not sure...” “Not sure of what?” I didn’t know what I wanted to say. The words came out of my mouth without me thinking about it. I started stammering trying to explain myself. “I just don’t know what’s going on. I’m not sure about a lot of things.” “Like what? Are you talking about that big thing growing in your pants? It’s kinda hard to miss. Or maybe you’re talking about mine?” As he said that Rick grabbed his bulge and gave it a squeeze and gave me a big smile. “I... huh...” “You keep telling me you’re straight but let me tell you something. I’ve met a lot of guys like you in my life. They all think they are completely straight until they try having sex with a man. At that point, they all become either bisexual, or completely gay. Nothing beats man to man sex. Nothing. Wanna give it a try?” “I’m not sure, Rick.” I pointed at his biohazard tattoo, “What about that?” “Don’t worry about that for now. Let me help you relax and make up your mind. You ever tried weed?” I knew exactly where this was going, and I was getting equal parts very excited and very afraid. “Yeah, sure. I love smoking weed from time to time.” “Well, I got something way better for you.” He grabbed a glass pipe next to him and filled it with white crystals and handed it to me. “Here, this is called Tina. Just suck on the end of the pipe when I tell you to. Empty your lungs first, go slowly and fill your lungs as much as you can. Go.” I couldn’t believe my fantasies were already becoming a reality. He lit the bowl and I started inhaling. I could feel the smoke filling my lungs. “Now keep it in as long as you can.” I did as he told me and exhaled a big thick white cloud. “Good job, boy. Now do it again.” He repeated the process another 4 times. I was getting very high, and my body was feeling extremely hot. I was wearing a shirt and I suddenly got the urge to take it off. “You alright boy? I looked at him and couldn’t think of anything to say. My eyes probably looked glazed and out of focus. I was already very horny, but suddenly my nervousness disappeared, and I felt like my body was on fire, like it begged to be touched and stimulated. “What do you think of this, boy?” He took my hand and placed it on his cock, which was still encased in his tight cotton briefs. It felt huge in my hand, hard and soft at the same time, and quite warm. It was a very strange and novel feeling for me, and I was getting even more excited. I got closer to him without even thinking about it. My face was now a few inches away from his chest and I kept looking at his tattoo, placed all around his right nipple, which was closer to me. “If you’re straight, you must enjoy sucking on titties, right? Well sucking on a man’s tits is just as fun. Why don’t you try it? Go ahead.” I placed my mouth on his nipple and started sucking and licking it. His nipples were quite big for a man, so it was very similar to a girl, but firmer. I was really enjoying it, but suddenly he grabbed my dick through my pants and started massaging it, encouraging me to suck harder. I started moaning in pleasure feeling his hand on my cock. He quickly got his hands inside my pants and started jerking me off. I took it as a signal to do the same and grabbed his cock in the same fashion. I was in heaven at that point, my whole body was on fire and I was beginning to feel a tingling in my ass. My cock was leaking precum like crazy and I felt I was coming close to an orgasm. Rick felt it and let go of my dick. I was disappointed but then I felt his hand move downwards my asshole and he started to massage it. “Keep stroking me boy, you’re doing a good job.” After a while, I don’t know how long, he got a finger inside my hole, and it felt amazing. I was sucking his nipple harder and harder and moaning louder and louder, stroking his huge cock (my god it was big!) with increasing speed. I eventually came hands-free, shooting cum everywhere on ourselves and on the bed. “Good job, boy. That was very nice. Not bad for a first experience, right?” The orgasm was even more intense than the one I had the day before, but I was still extremely horny and restless. His finger was still inside my hole, and I wanted him to push deeper. He knew it and was wiggling it just enough to make me want more. “You enjoy having your ass played with boy?” “Yes.” “Yes who?” “Yes... huh... Rick.” “After sucking on my nipple like a little baby on his mom’s tits I think you should start calling me Daddy, don’t you think, boy? Say it.” “Yes Daddy.” It felt so right calling him Daddy. I was definitely seeing him as such now. I wanted to be his little boy so bad. I realized how much I loved when he called me boy, something I didn’t even notice until now. As I was calling him daddy for the first time, he pushed his finger all the way in, and I let out a loud moan. This felt so good I wanted more. “You want me to take you to the next level? You think you could handle my big dick?” “Oh yes daddy I’d love to have your big dick in my ass.” “You ever been fucked before, boy?” “No daddy” “You’re going to need to be loosened up a bit if you want to be able to take it all. I got just what it takes.” With his finger still firmly planted in my ass, daddy produced a syringe and held it in front of my eyes. “This is called a slam. I think you already know what it is. I know what kind of videos you’ve been watching lately. You did your homework, haven’t you, boy? You’ve been craving it, now. Am I right?” “Yes daddy. I want to try it so bad.” “You know what will happen when I put that in your arm?” “I... I’m not sure.” Daddy put the syringe down, held my face in his hand and looked at me in the most intense way I’ve ever been looked at. As he started talking, he kept massaging my asshole making me squirm with pleasure. “You’ll be hornier than you ever thought possible. You won’t be able to refuse anything I tell you to do. You will get past the point of no return. Now listen to me very, VERY carefully. If you want to proceed, there is no going back. You will become my little slam pig. You will beg me to fuck you. And I will, but I only fuck raw. No condoms. Ever. And as you already know, I’m poz. This means I carry a virus that I will gift to you. After I poz you, you will be sick for a while, but I will take care of you. I always will. You will then become a poz slam pig. I intend to keep you with me for a long time. A very long time. I like you a lot, boy, so you will not only become my poz slam pig, but my personal live-in fuck slave. I’m into a lot of weird and kinky shit and you will experience all of it. I will take you to levels of sexual depravity you never imagined were possible. You will be fucked every day several times a day. I will keep you high on drugs pretty much 24/7. You will become completely addicted to the drugs I give you, but also to my poz cock and my toxic cum. You will feed on it, with your mouth and with your ass. I will share your holes with some of my friends, all poz dudes, who will also share their DNA with you. You will be constantly filled with poz cum, bred, and fucked up all the time, for the rest of your life. Nothing truly bad will ever happen to you, you will be under my protection forever. If something ever happens to me, I will make sure that another daddy can take you under his wing. Otherwise, I will make you experience levels of pleasure you never even dreamed of, and it will be relentless. I won’t let you ever regret your choice. But I won’t do any of it unless you give me your consent right now. Take it or leave it. You choose a life of sexual servitude with me, or you say no, go back to your room, pack your things tomorrow morning and leave this house to never come back. So, what do you choose? Think carefully, because it might be the last choice you ever get to make, boy.” I was so high and horny that I wasn’t in any position to make that kind of decision, but I didn’t really have a choice. I couldn’t say no. My whole body was screaming “YES, DO IT!”, my ass was saying the same thing, my dick agreed, only an increasingly small part of my mind was protesting. I briefly considered the consequences of contracting the virus. I knew it was possible to live a very long life with it, and I trusted daddy to make sure I’d be fine. I was feeling the urge to get this over with, I felt it was now inevitable and if I said no I would end up regretting this. Leaving my old life behind was concerning, but what daddy was offering me in its place was way too tempting. I knew I wasn’t thinking completely clearly, but my choice was made. “Yes, daddy. Slam and poz me please. Make me your drugged up slam poz pig slave. Shove your needle in my arm and your huge cock in my ass. Make me yours, I want to live by your side forever. Do it daddy, please!” Daddy gave me a big smile, pushed his finger way deeper inside my ass one last time and withdrew it. I cried in despair at the sudden emptiness. “Patience my boy, you made the right choice. I’m so proud of you. You have no idea what’s about to happen to you, but I guarantee you will love it. Now before we go any further, I want you to confirm your decision. See that big dick I got here? You’re gonna put it in your mouth and you’re gonna suck it. Go ahead, boy, get down on the floor, on your knees and suck my big poz dick.” I quickly did as I was told and got on my knees. Daddy’s huge cock was right before me. It was the most magnificent thing I ever laid my eyes on. With two large balls hanging below, an incredibly thick shaft with a network of veins running all over it, a mushroom head half covered by an intact foreskin. It was glistening with precum and looked incredibly tasty. I opened my mouth and sucked it in. The taste was even better than I hoped. Way better than my own cum. A bit salty and sweet at the same time. “Yeah, that’s it boy. You’re taking very well to your new role. Soon you’ll be sucking it like a pro. You have great potential. I’m glad I chose you to become my little poz bitch hole.” I was hungrier and hungrier for his perfect dick and sucked greedily. With every suck, his cock was going further and further into my throat, and Daddy started pushing it even deeper, thrusting against my mouth with his hips. After a few minutes he was basically fucking my face, and I was loving every second of it. I could already feel his toxic precum coating my throat and happily swallowed his fuck juice. Suddenly, Daddy pushed me away. “Okay, that’s enough boy. I don’t want to spoil my load. This one’s going into your ass, and I want it to be big enough to make sure we convert you on the first try. Now, how did you like sucking that poz cock, boy?” “I love it Daddy, it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I love having your huge poz dick in my mouth and down my throat. I hope I get to please you this way every day. You can use my mouth in any way you want, Daddy”. “I know, boy. I don’t need you permission anyway, I already have it. I’m glad you like it because you’ll be doing this a whole lot more in the future. Now, get back on the bed, on all fours, facing the wall.” I did as I was told, eagerly waiting for what was next. Daddy still wasn’t slamming me so I was curious what he had in mind when I suddenly felt something small and hard pushing against my asshole. “I’m filling you up with some lube laced with Tina. I’m putting a lot of it in there, so you’ll be all slippery to welcome my cock in a few minutes. The Tina will heighten your horniness a few notches.” As he was talking, I could feel something cold filling my asshole. “And done. Now don’t move while I keep preparing your hole.” Daddy started fingering me again, slowly making circle motions to stretch my anus. Soon he put in another finger, and then another. The stretching turned into a slow finger fucking. The T-laced lube was starting to take hold, my ass was burning, and I couldn’t get enough of his fingers. I was craving something bigger, longer, and harder. “Oh god, Daddy, it feels so good. I love what you are doing to me.” “Shut up boy, let me do the talking. Now I made some bruises inside your holes. You’re bleeding a little bit so when I cum later my littles poz babies will go inside your blood stream through your ass and knock you up. I think you’re ready for your total conversion, then. Lie down on your back and put your hands over your head.” Once again, I obeyed. My ass was on fire, empty and screaming to be filled, especially after having experienced Daddy’s fingers. He took one of my wrists and tied it to the bed, then the other one. I couldn’t move much, couldn’t escape, and was at the complete mercy of my Daddy. My heart was pounding, I was getting way higher than I ever been before and still couldn’t believe what was happening to me. It was all going so fast, but I felt more alive than ever before in my life. I was experiencing so much pleasure already that I started moaning like a bitch as Daddy strapped a tourniquet around my arm. The feeling of being outside my body came back. My attention started to drift from what Daddy was doing. I was looking at the porn on the TV; some rubber gimp was tied up in bondage and taking cock on screen, his ass overflowing from previous loads, and I wished I was him, when I suddenly felt a prick on my arm. For some reason I kept looking at the porn. “The needle is in, boy. This is it. The point of no return. Once I push it in, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine forever. This slam contains a little bit of my blood, so even if my poz cum doesn’t convert you later on, this will guarantee the outcome for you. No matter what happens, starting from NOW, you’re my little poz slam pig slave.” When he said “NOW”, Daddy pushed the syringe and injected his mix of blood and meth. I was now infected with his virus and there is nothing I could do about it. Not that I wished to. I was finally where I was supposed to be. Everything felt completely right. Daddy then removed the needle and the tourniquet. I felt something very strange in my lungs and had to cough violently. I suddenly got very disoriented. “Breathe, boy, slow and steady. You’re feeling the slam rush. In just a little moment you’ll feel so good you will never want to feel any other way. Welcome to your new life.” I tried to focus on my breathing and started to calm down from the rush. At this point Daddy was right. I was feeling extremely good, horny as fuck and high as hell. It was like riding a cloud at full speed while everything around me goes in slow motion. My whole body started tingling and an intense warmth was radiating from my ass, which begged to be filled already. I felt wide open down there and started gyrating my hips to get some stimulation, waiting for my Daddy’s cock. He positioned himself at the end of the bed and looked straight in my eyes while he entered me on one smooth move. I expected it to hurt, but his ministrations and the slam made it go in without the slightest hint of pain. An indescribable feeling of pleasure exploded all over my body, coming in waves from my ass, each wave being stronger than the last one. And Daddy hadn’t even started moving yet. With his dick firmly planted up to the balls in my ass, he told me to focus on his face and listen. “I have been looking to get a boy like you for quite some time. I placed the ad hoping to find a nice young man, preferably straight, lure him to my place, groom him a little and make him discover the joys of extreme gay sex to convert him and enslave him. You fell right into my little trap. But aren’t you glad you did?” I tried to reply but could only make a questioning moan. “Yeah, that’s right. I spent the last month conditioning you to trust me and depend on me. I gradually exposed you to homoeroticism without you even realizing it. I configured my wi-fi network so I can see each site you visit and what videos you watch. I know exactly what you did after you saw me with my poz buddy yesterday, who agreed to stage this little show with me just for you. I have access to your webcam and got to witness just how much you enjoyed what you saw. You’re very cute when you cum, you know that? You’re not the first guy that lives here, I had dozens of other attempted victims, but all the previous ones weren’t up for these things. They were turned off by it, horrified even. But you, my boy, are different. You took it way faster than I expected. It only took 24 hours to make you see the truth. You always wanted this, but you didn’t know. It was always in you; I’m just showing you your true nature. We were meant to be together. I was meant to take care of you and fuck you, and you were made to be my slammed up poz bitch.” All these words were making my head spin but my ass hornier. I accepted everything my Daddy said and left the pleasure consume me as he finally started fucking me, picking up speed rather quickly. “I can keep this up indefinitely, boy. I’m so rich I don’t have to work at all. I have well enough money to keep you high 24/7, feed you and pay for your meds, and enough free time to fuck you all day long if I want to. This is all you will ever know from now on. No more jobs, no more school, no more going out with friends or sleeping with girls. You are a gay sex slave. This is your new life. Forever, all the time. You’re now just a gimp. When we’re done converting you, starting tomorrow, I’ll show you the rest of my kinks, fetishes and perversions. You ain’t seen nothing yet.” Every sentence was hitting my mind like a ton of bricks, confirming what Daddy said; this was my true nature. I was ecstatic to learn my fate, knowing that I didn’t need to worry about anything anymore and I just had to serve my Daddy and experience all this pleasure. I couldn’t wait to find out what he had in store for me. “You’re about to be bred for the first time, boy. That’s right, I’m gonna shoot a big poz load deep inside your guts. Once it’s done, you will truly become my son. I will own you forever. No matter what happens, wherever you go, I will always be inside you. You already have my blood, now you’re getting my seed. But I won’t pull out yet. We are in for a very long night. I’m going to breed you again, and again, and again, until I’m completely drained, and you’re completely filled with my toxic poz cum.” And there I was, on my back, hands tied up to the bed, my knees almost up to my shoulders, high as fuck on meth, just having surrendered myself to this perfect man for the rest of my life. I had accepted a life of servitude, of infinite pleasure, depravity, drugs and devotion for my Daddy. He was giving me the best gift possible. At this point in his speech, he paused and grabbed a small brown bottle. These must be poppers, I thought. “I almost forgot about this. Nothing better than a nice few hits of poppers right before a breeding.” He uncapped the bottle, closed one of my nostrils and put the bottle under the other. “Sniff.” I took a deep hit. “Exhale. Sniff again. Again. Again.” After 4 hits, he took 4 for himself, closed the bottle and resumed his fucking. The rush from the poppers was exquisite and my ass felt even looser and better. Daddy’s dick, on the other hand, seemed to have grown even bigger and harder. He started to ram me. I was suddenly mesmerized by the sight of this perfect man fucking me, I stared at his beautiful tattoo and wondered if I would end up having one too. It looked menacing and commanding respect. I wanted to worship it. I couldn’t wait to suck on Daddy’s nipples again. “All right boy, this is it. The final step in your total conversion from straight neg boy to gay poz slam slave. Take my load, you little bitch, take my toxic cum up your ass, get pregnant with my virus and make it grow!!” Daddy then let out a very loud groan, became all hard and stiff as rope after rope of poz cum painted the deepest parts of my ass walls. He came to a stop, his dick deeply buried in my hole. He then opened his eyes, looked at me with the most loving gaze I’ve ever seen and said: “I love you, son.” I will always remember this moment with such clarity. He called me “son” for the first time. Not just “boy”. “I love you, Daddy.” He smiled and started fucking me again without pulling out, just like he said he would. He truly was my Daddy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued in part 3 (tentatively called "My life as a chem slave" for now, but I'm still planning it out). Parts 1 and 2 were pretty much the entire story I had in mind initially, but I have more ideas about what happens next. It's gonna take up to a few weeks to write it out. Hope you enjoy !

I dragged my teeth along his cock. He slapped me and told me to watch my teeth. I cleaned him off. He told me to give him 20 minutes and then come to his room. I finished my shower, dried off, went to my room, pulled on a jock, some workout shorts and a T. Pozzed While Cruising 7 I was at his room in 19 minutes… I lightly knocked on the door. Someone from inside yelled that it was open, so I slowly opened the door to see the up-and-coming jock freshman QB on his knees sucking off the starting stud freshman linebacker in their dorm room. He ordered me to lock the door, stripped down and eat some QB ass. Josh, the QB, looked back at me with a weary eye and that is when Ty the linebacker assured him that I was cool and that he just fucked me in the shower. I was going to eat his ass as he was going to finally learn to take it up the ass whenever TY wanted it. I could tell Josh tried to object, but when he opened his mouth Ty stuffed with his huge black cock. He had just bred me about 30 minutes ago, but he was again rock hard and ready to fuck again. I was hoping he would fill me again, but I am sure Josh was in his sites tonight. I still had some poz loads buried deep in my hole. I am sure one of them would fuck out of me. I thought how could I get one or both or these guys back to the apartment and convert them. I could not believe I was thinking like this just yesterday I was damn a condom nazi. Now, I had loads from 7 or 8 guys in me and some of them I did not know their names. I tossed my T-shirt and shorts back by the door and knelt behind Josh and licked his ass. He moaned a loud whore-ish moan. I thought anyone walking by the door would hear. Ty urged me to continue. I got in there. I was tonguing his hole and slipping a finger here and there into him. All at the urging of Ty to add another finger and to eat his ass, spit on it. I had nearly 3 fingers in him when Ty asked him, “What do you want me to do QB1?” Josh looked up at him never taking his cock out of his mouth and mumbled, “fuck me” “What do you want me to do?” Ty repeated. Josh pulling Ty’s huge cock out of his mouth and said, “I want you to fuck me with your big lineback cock and breed me!” Ty ordered me to get on the bed and Josh to straddle me with his 7 inch white cock dangling in my mouth. Josh almost immediately went to fish out my cock, but TY told him no and that I was there for guys like them to use. Ty got to use Josh and me and Josh got to use me. I was disappointed but I understood. Ty got behind Josh and ran his cock up and down his ass and plopped it in my mouth to get his wet. I did my best. I was ordered to suck Josh and Josh was allowed to finger and eat my ass. Ty slowly pushed his cock into Josh while Josh began to beg him to stop. Ty reminded him that he did ask for it and that Ty needed the QB to be the D’d bitch. This was going to happen no matter what he did it was all just a matter of time. Little did they both know what I had in store for them. Josh’s ass finally opened up and Ty’s hog of a cock slid into the freshman QB. Josh let out another moan of a man in heat. Just as Ty hit bottom Josh filled my mouth with his negative. He thought I brought him off, but I know it was that huge dick of Ty’s that did it. I was already working on a plan to get Josh alone with one of the guys from the group. I had Josh in one of my classes near where I had met Jake. I was thinking how I could get the two together and maybe poz the whole football team. Ty brutally pounded his thick hard cock into Josh. I could see some pink forming around his hole. I ran my tongue along the underside of Ty’s cock. Josh fingered my hole. I could actually feel him get hard again. Ty pumped a thick load into Josh for just having dumped one into me less than an hour before. I sucked on Josh’s cock and cleaned Ty’s prick and Josh joined me. In the last few days, I had turned into a wanton cocksucker, craving bareback assumingly poz cum and was willing to lure other guys into it as well. Josh asked Ty if I could suck him or if he could fuck me. Ty pondered for a moment and allowed Josh to mount me for his entertainment. I was about to get the 7 or 8th load of the day in my slutty pussy. I know I still had some poz cum deep in me. I knew though that if Josh fucked me he would meet in the bathroom after class. My plan was being set without me having to really work it. But Josh was going to be the start. I had to get Ty to the apartment to convert him as well. Was he just fucking guys due to the lack of real pussy or was he really bi. Time would tell. More to CUM I hope you guys are liking this story I am always up for hot chat and/or phone/skype and meeting locally Hit me up Joey

I had been going through a dry spell for several weeks. Every guy who hit me up online was unable to host, and my parents had just moved in with me so I could help my mother care for my ailing father. At last, some luck. A message popped up on Grindr. I opened it to find a pic of one of the most amazing cocks I had ever seen. About 9 inches cut, thick, a little veiny. Gorgeous. I wasted no time in replying to the sender. Turned out he was visiting on business - and had a hotel room he wanted to put to good use. We exchanged a few more emails and then he invited me to join him in his room. Excitedly I jumped in the shower and cleaned out (my parents have their own private bathroom so I didn't have to disconnect my shower wand attachment). I tucked a small bottle of lube and my little brown bottle in my pocket and, making some feeble excuse about needing to run out, grabbed my keys and headed for the door. The drive across town to the hotel was not long, but it seemed to take forever. I felt myself becoming increasingly horny the closer I got. I just had to feel that cock sliding into me, stretching my sphincter. Pulling into the parking lot, I found a spot near the entrance and messaged that I had arrived. I took a quick hit from my little brown bottle as I waited for his response. I didn't have to wait long. "610," he wrote. I jumped out of my car and headed for the hotel entrance. I hurried past the front desk, absently nodding at the clerk who acknowledged me as I walked in. An elevator was waiting; I got in and pressed "6," and as soon as the doors closed I took another huff. Why was I so nervous? The elevator glided quickly to a stop at the 6th floor. I stepped out and Room 610 was directly across from the elevator. I took another huff as I approached the door, then knocked softly. It opened to reveal a darkened room lit only by a sliver of light from the bathroom. My host stood behind the door as I entered, and I noticed that he was already naked - and the silhouette of his cock told me he was already hard as a rock. "Strip and get on the bed," he ordered. "Lay down on your stomach." I shed my shoes and clothes and did as told. I climbed onto the tall, soft bed and positioned myself in the middle, on my stomach, with just my feet hanging over the end of the mattress. It didn't take long before I felt the bed move as he climbed on as well. He spread my cheeks and spit on my hole, rubbing it in with a finger that he then slipped inside me. I squeezed my pucker around the digit to show him what he was in for. He must have liked it - he quickly withdrew his finger and replaced it with his tongue, flicking and darting and penetrating my hole. The waves of pleasure ran through me like little electric shocks. He pulled back, spit on it again, then went back to his lingual assault. He did this a few more times, letting his saliva run down my crack and balls and onto the bed. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, I felt him pull away and then slide his body up mine, his chest hair gliding along my back as he did. Anticipating what was coming, I took a few mighty huffs from my little brown bottle as I felt his breath on my neck. His huge cock was nestled in the valley between my thighs. He spit on his hand and I felt him reach down and position the tip at my now-glistening back door. He hadn't stopped to put on a condom, nor had we discussed condom use before we met. That was just the way I liked it - anonymous and raw. He slid inside me with relative ease, having opened me so well with his tongue. In no time he was in me balls-deep, and I felt the pressure as he squeezed past my second hole. He stayed motionless for a moment to allow my hole to adjust, then slowly began moving his hips up and down and sliding that amazing cock in and out of me. My hole felt stretched and full in the best way possible as he picked up the pace, taking advantage as he felt me relax beneath him. My brown bottle made a few more trips to my nose as he pounded me harder and harder. My head swam with the combination of poppers and endorphins. Then on one of his downward thrusts, he stopped. No explanation, the pounding just stopped! His cock was lodged firmly in my hole, balls-deep. "I'm getting close to cumming," he said. "Before I do, you should know I'm poz. And I'm not on meds." In a fog, my brain tried to compute what he had just said. Try as I might to think logically, the only thought that made any sense was that I wanted him to keep going. I wanted him to finish, and I wanted my reward - to feel him pumping his load deep in my guts. Did I care that his load was poz? I finally gave up trying to figure it out. "Keep going," I said after a moment's hesitation. "I want you to cum deep in me. Breed me!" That was all the encouragement he needed. Without another word, the pounding resumed. I took another huff, grateful that the momentary pause seemed to have helped him last longer. After a few more minutes he let out a loud gasp. The pounding stopped and I felt his cock pulsing as he pumped his load deep in my guts - just like I had asked. Spent, he collapsed on top of me, his weight pressing me into the bed. I felt his cock begin to soften inside me, but he made no move to pull out. We stayed in a sweaty tangle for about five minutes, presumably as he regained his strength. At last, he slid off me, and I felt his now limp cock slide out of my hole. As it did it left a trail of cum that dribbled down my balls to mix with the saliva on the sheet beneath me. Before I could get up, he had maneuvered himself so that he was sitting on the pillows, his cock positioned in front of my mouth. "Clean me off," he ordered. I was only too happy to! I took his shaft in my mouth, tasting the mixture of cum and ass. I then ran my tongue along the base of his shaft, cleaning the saliva and cum and ass juices from his balls. Satisfied, he got up. "Get dressed." I slid off the bed, steadying myself as my legs threatened to collapse under me. I sat on the edge of the bed to slide my pants on, then pulled my shirt on and stuck my feet in my shoes. Grabbing my brown bottle, I headed for the door. He didn't follow. "I'm here tomorrow night if you want a repeat," he said as I opened the door. My head was still a bit foggy so I didn't respond. Instead I let the door close behind me and headed for the elevator. Back in my car, I checked my phone. He had messaged me on Grindr: "I meant what I said. 7 pm." Without hesitating, I responded. "I'll be there."

Still taking loads regular from my young anon breeder..... Today's load was a big one and kept it inside me for 7 hours.

For me, it comes down to the finger/tongue test. A tight cummy hole is what I seek and I let the guy know he's getting my load!

Fingering a hole, finding it slick and wet, and smelling cum, makes me pick that one. I cannot resist a preloaded hole. It's ideal if I see the previous top pull out after cumming inside. As for the decision to give up my load or save it for the next hole, it comes down to how well we "fit" together. I try to hold off and nut when I encounter a hole that feels particularly good to fuck (whether because it's tight, because the guy clenches, because he moves in sync with me, or I admit, because some kind of connection develops, such as kissing spontaneously). I don't mean to put anyone down — in my book, any person who takes random, bare cocks in a dark room is amazing, in touch with their own desires and eager to please other people — just to say that there will be a perfect hole for every cock. The first guy I ever bred, one choice among several walking around a glory hole arcade in San Francisco that night, I chose because he looked similar to me. I felt connected to him because we were both young men of color. By the way, @EuRawBottom, I love your question because it's so significant. It gets at the gay version of evolutionary biology (just as asking which women men decide to impregnate or, more properly, which men women select to impregnate them, gets at the formal notion of evolutionary biology).

Put in your profile paragraph: ""Guys who only give head annoy me." Not that this will solve the problem of guys who wanna give head contacting you (e.g guys who have reading comprehension issues). It can be a one time preemptive response, though, and you can ignore such solicitations because you've already answered.

Valentine’s cheating load Once again my phone pinged with the question, ‘Your cunt free for breeding?’ A 35 year old asked if he could swing by and dump his load and in Valentine’s Day too! He was on the way to pick his bf up from the train station but was early and wanted to unload 3 days of hot spunk into a total anon, total discrete willing hole. He wanted to use me as a human fleshlight, just a hole to get off in. He said he was planning to fuck his bf later but wanted to be in him knowing he’d already bred an anon hole. It Suited me perfectly, taking a load from a guys cheating boyfriend is one of my hobbies as a cumslut. The clock was ticking and we didn’t have long. I agreed to be hooded in my jock and harness and he wanted my hole lubed to slide straight into. There’s nothing hotter than taking a cheating raw cock and a forbidden load. Sure enough he turned up just as planned. He silently unzipped his semi 7 inches and slapped it against my hungry hole. This guy had loads of hot oozing precum that he slowly wiped over my cunt. He then pushed the head of his dick inside me and stopped. He reached forward to grab the poppers and eased halfway in. Then he took several long careful hits. Every time he breathed in he flexed his dick inside me. He screwed the lid back on the poppers and put them down then screwed me. One hand on each cheek he fucked his way deep inside me, sliding in and out to give my cunt a good pounding. He wasn’t messing about and I could tell he was now working against the clock to dump a load and plant his seed in me. He paused to take another popper hit then picked up the pace. He was going balls deep and it was hot as fuck knowing I was getting my cunt used while his fella was sat on a train. He then let out a loud groan as he shot his load deep inside me. My silence was broken as I pleaded, ‘yeah, breed me good!’ His cock was pumping his load transfer in my cunt when he grabbed his phone, he text his fella that he was on route with his throbbing cock still inside me. When he’d sent the message he pulled out, leaving me full and dripping, he put his cummy cock back in his jeans and left to collect his fella. I hope be relived breeding me when he did his bf later that Valentine’s Day evening.

It’s an interesting question. I have never had the slightest wish that I had been born a female - I wouldn’t be interested in having breasts or broad hips or any of the other secondary characteristics that define females. And if I were to stumble onto a porn clip of a woman masturbating, I generally am hard-put to think of anything I would find more boring more quickly. But A while back I saw a photo of this guy who had a great body, very fuckworthy, and I suddenly realized that there was no cock there. He had a vagina. A very successful FtM change, I’m sure, but it took my breath away. For the first time, I thought, God, I wish that was me. I mean I don’t, except I do. I’ve had a cock for 55 years. I can’t imagine not having it. But I don’t need it - I don’t use it as such - a real, bona fide cunt would be ever so much more practical and useful. Imagine not having to was out my intestines just so I can fuck. So, if I had to endure painful, risky and costly surgeries to get a vagina, I’d likely give it a pass. But if I could just snap my fingers and -hey presto- I can’t say I wouldn’t be tempted…

Respond by cumming up his ass. 😈

In fairness, be sure to check that you have set "Give Loads Oral" to No in your BBRTS profile. If you've done that, it seems perfectly reasonable to ignore a message offering head.

^ is well explained. I would add one more, if you can do it: from the above, "The worst thing Tops can do is stand apart at a distance ...." This is very true. Don't hang around the periphery, wade right in. Hesitancy will be interpreted negatively. Walk up to another Top already Breeding a Hole, stand close to him and murmur encouraging "Breedchat" like "yeah, great Cock, bud" or "yeah, fuck that Hole harder" or "I'm gonna use your load for lube", etc etc etc. Be bold, but not pushy. Encourage the guys that are fucking at the moment, and you'll get a hotter Hole hungry for more Seed when it's your turn, and a smile from the Cocks preceding yours. And when it is your turn, if other Cocks do the same for you, offer them a go ... every guy will have more fun. It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

1. From a practical perspective, you won’t find that many anon cumdumps setting up hosting arrangements in hotels where there are potential barriers to entry. It would be foolish, for instance, to advertise a door-open setup with your room door open…if the guy couldn’t get past the front door without a key card of his own after dark. Likewise, there’s no advantage to setting up in a hotel where Tops would have to parade by the front desk - a certain percentage of them would simply turn away rather than be seen by anyone, so the cumdump would be automatically limiting his prospects. I will only select a hotel for hosting if the room entrances open to the outside and can be accessed without passing through a lobby. Granted, that removes a layer of security one might have, but I when I tell the world of men that my door is open and my ass is theirs to take, I’m already prepared to take whatever comes through that door. When evaluating a cumdump to fuck, I recommend that you take the arrangements carefully into account - if the cumdump is set up in an impractical location with barriers to access it may well mean that you’re dealing with someone inexperienced. 2. When I advertise, ‘Door’s open, come on in,’ I mean precisely that. I rig the door so that it will not latch shut and can simply be pushed open. I expect that the Top will take that initiative because I intend that the first thing he sees when he opens the door is going to confirm to him that he has made the right decision to come - I am going to be in position for him. If I had to get up to open a door, there would be no such moment on entry. Most Tops do simply push and enter, but occasionally one will insist on knocking, and more rarely, will refuse to enter until I come to the door, which is really quite irritating. Don’t be that guy. This is not the place for you to demonstrate your manners, this is the place for you to come in and fuck a slut. It is possible, depending on the cumdump and his setup and arrangements, that you could encounter another Top present using the holes. In my own experience, that is much the exception rather than the rule. Most anon encounters involve men seeing to their own needs, often covertly and in need of discretion. Many will not approach if they think another man is present or may soon be. Even those who are keen for some group action seldom bring the group themselves; I am very often asked if I can invite other men to join, but I find this risky in that I have as good a chance of frightening someone off by proposing group play as I do enticing them. I usually just tell men they’re welcome to bring as many as they want with them - I’ll take all of them. How naked you get for sex in any situation is a matter if personal preference, and it runs the gamut. I’ve had men remain fully clothed and simply unzip, and I’ve had them strip down to every level from there to nude. (I’m always slightly bemused by a man who will take off every stitch of clothing to full-body-contact fuck me…with his hat on.) What you choose to say to the cumdump, if anything, is also purely discretionary, and a seasoned cumdump will take his cue from what you do or don’t say. Some men are friendly and downright chatty; some say no more than what’s necessary; some incorporate their talk into their play in sensual, filthy, and/or degrading ways - I get told I’m a whore and a faggot quite a lot and it seems to invigorate them - and sometimes they don’t say a single word. One young man in Louisville has bred me several times, and has not uttered a syllable beyond a heavy, satisfied sigh while he unloads in me. For all I know he’s mute. You do you. In the event that you should find yourself in an anon, impromptu group sharing an ass, there is no rulebook to follow about how to behave. You just go with it. My advice is to be observant, and be conscious of the needs, appetites and tastes that the other men express. Enter into it in the spirit of a mutually shared pleasure, and strive to ensure that everyone is able to participate to the level that he wishes, without pressure to perform. Be yourself and don’t worry about what the others may be thinking - your open sexuality will be a turn-on. Importantly, do not monopolize the holes. Make sure the cocks are getting their turns, rotating through several times until spent. The worst thing Tops can do in these situations, I find, is stand apart at a distance, watching wordlessly until one finishes fucking. It simply makes the one fucking feel put on the spot and under pressure to both perform and to hurry. But again, I think you’ll find that most times it will just be you and the cunt in the room. Don’t be hesitant, and don’t be bashful! Cumdumps like me were put on earth to ensure that Tops like you never have to go a single day without fucking a warm, wet hole if you want it. It’s tragic to me when I think that right now, this moment, somewhere there’s a Top beating off in his hand and wishing he could fuck someone, and my ass is sitting here not being fucked. Go out and get you some. And if fate ever brings you to my open door, don’t knock. Just come on in and help yourself.

This happened about a month ago, I am a freshman in college and I have heard of a few cruising spots on campus which really piqued my interest. One of them was in the Student Union bathrooms in the basement area and the other was actually the showers beside the area called the ‘Chill Spot’ that a lot of students hung out at. So one Friday afternoon, I decided to head to the basement bathrooms first, after my lecture around 4pm. I was really nervous since it was my first time cruising, but also I was excited. I sported a half-hard cock most of the day. I prepped beforehand just in case I was gonna be fucking, and wore a jockstrap underneath my sweatpants. I took the elevator down to the basement which really had a few empty classrooms, a lecture hall and the bathrooms at the end of the hall. there was basically no one there from what it could tell except for a few girls in one of the rooms talking and studying. I entered the mens washroom, and went into the middle stall. I sat down on the toilet and just went on my phone for a bit seeing if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened, until the guy in the stall to the right of me knelt down and presented his cock underneath the dividing wall into my stall. I could not believe it, it was a nice 8 inch throbbing white dick with a really cool biohazard+ tattoo just above his shaved cock. I slowly got on my knees and started stroking it slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. the guy started humping my fist which really turned me on and I heard him whisper “suck my dick”. Without thinking I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking his thick cock like I had been deprived of cock for months. He started moaning really quietly which got me so horny. I sucked and licked his big balls, while going back and licking his thick shaft and head. He was leaking a lot of precum and it was making a small puddle on the cold bathroom floor. I couldn't believe I was sucking a stranger's cock in my college's bathroom. Anyway I continued sucking his dick until i heard him whisper lemme fuck your ass you slut, and in the heat of the moment I whispered back, “yes daddy”. I turned around and dropped my sweatpants off. I squatted down and stuck my big ass underneath the divider. I felt his hands squeeze my ass. He whispered “goddamn baby you have such a nice ass” and slid a finger into my tight hole. I wasn't expecting that and I let out a soft moan, breaking the silence in the quiet washroom. I really hoped no one else would come in while this guy was about to fuck my ass. He started fingering me faster before I whispered “I want your cock in me daddy”. Without any hesitation I heard him spit on his throbbing cock and then I felt his head right at my wet boy hole.Ii heard him say “you want this poz dick in you?”. I wasn’t sure i heard him right, but before I could reply he slid his thick tainted cock into my ass, and I let out a moan that echoed in the washroom. He started fucking my ass with long strokes while I was on my hands and knees telling him to go faster. Within 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and started cumming all over the bathroom floor, and that made him shoot his cum in my ass. I quickly got up, put my pants on and left the bathroom in a haze of shame and feeling like the biggest slut on campus. I sat in my dorm room an hour later looking up what ‘poz” meant and doing image searches on bio-hazard tattoos. I slid in my butt plug to keep his load in me and jerked off twice to some really hot verbal poz videos while planning my next cruising trip on campus.

Marie was forced to take on a traveling assignment for work, she was not the type to travel or leave her hubby that she loved very much. She and David had been married for two years and he was the only guy she ever had sex with. David was in great shape, dark hair and a nice 6' dick. Sex was not something they did often only three times a week and she rarely had an orgasm unless David ate her out. So she came once a week. David was disappointed that she would be traveling but she had to stay working or keeping the house would be an issue. Marie's first assignment out of town had her staying for a week, she would fly in Sunday and leave Friday evening. David and Marie had more than a few arguments that weekend but by the time David drove her to airport on Sunday afternoon they had made up and had sex and David got her off so they were in a good place. They kissed and Marie cried a little as she left to get on the plane and head off to San Diego for her training week for her new position where she would have to be in San Diego every other week for three to four days. Hours later Marie checked into her hotel after picking up her rental car. She had sat beside a young guy who flirted with her the entire way and she had to admit he made her wet and horny. She unpacked and got out her vibrator and thought about him. She kept trying to keep her mind on David but Ryan kept creeping back into her head. Ryan was tall 6'3 muscled blonde with deep blue eyes and really big hands he kept putting them on the arm rest. She was just about ready to cum when her phone went off and she did not recognize the number, she answered and it was Ryan. He said Marie, glad I caught you while I was still around town. I have your credit card and thought you might need it. Marie was flush and she quickly thanked him and tried to gain her composure. Give me your hotel address and room number and I will drop it off. Without thinking Marie gave him her room number and address and hotel name and he said yea, I know that hotel I am 10 minutes away. See you soon! Marie stood there wet and horny and put her vibrator away and got dressed. She put on her panties, yoga pants and a top and before long she heard a knock at the door. Ryan stood there in a tight shirt and shorts and she could help but glance down and she could see the outline of his dick though the tight shorts and he smiled and said aren't you going to invite me in as he started to move closer and Marie moved out of the way and felt very uncomfortable but she also was horny as fuck. Ryan walked over to the window and looked out at her view and said, wow I have never seen this view while I stayed at this hotel. My last room was much larger but had a crappy view, you know you can see the ocean and my condo from here, come over and I will show you. Marie walked over and stood beside Ryan and he slide behind her and then pointed over her shoulder toward the water and asked her if she could see it? She nodded and he slide his other hand on her hip, it sure is beautiful isn't it. She agreed and knew she should pull away but stayed right here, Ryan rubbed her leg and then with the other hand he lifted her shirt and pulled it over her head and rubbed a hand out her flat stomach and then fondled her breast with his big hands. Marie knew she should tell him to stop, cry out she was married and could not but he felt so amazing and she could feel his dick growing against her back and she could not believe this was happening to her. Ryan leaned down and kissed her neck and his hands slide down to her yoga pants and panties and slipped them off quickly and then slide his hand on her hip and then over to her clit and rubbed her pussy and soon he was inside her with his long digit and she was shaking. Ryan picked her up and carried her to the bed and she started to say stop but Ryan kissed her before she could get it out. She kissed him back while he slide down his shorts and let his 9" dick slip onto her stomach and then he pulled off and pulled his shirt off and went back to kissing her and they made out for five minutes till he pulled up and kissed her neck, and worked his way down to her breast and then stomach and finally her pussy and he began to eat her out and within three minutes she was so hot she came for the first time and Ryan kept eating her cunt and the pulled off and kissed his was back up as his dick rested against her pussy and he began to slide it back and fourth and Marie spread her legs more and more and soon he was pressing his thick dick inside her and she whispered you are too big, stop but Ryan slowly pulled back and forth until he was going deeper and deeper inside her and she came on his big dick when it was only half way inside her. Ryan spent the next two hours making her cum and giving Marie two of his loads deep inside her. When he was finished he pulled out and said he needed a shower and soon Marie heard the water running. She could see her husband had called and left her a voice mail and a few text and she was sad. She had never done anything like this before and when Ryan came out naked he thanked her and he could she she was upset and as he got dressed he said babe, this is just sex. I know you have a husband but this was nothing more then you using a huge dildo or vibrator to get off. I will be back tonight at 10 PM for round two and he leaned down and kissed her and made out with her again. I have a girlfriend too and we are going to be married in a year so this is just what we both needed nothing more. Marie knew she needed to reach out to her husband and picked up the phone and called, she felt so guilty but she put on a brave face and talked to him about the flight and this night old man who sat next to her telling her about his life and grown children. She basically lied her ass off about Ryan so her husband would have no clue that she had cum in her pussy from a young stud who had just left.

I have been DL gay for a long time but started taking raw loads in DC about 10 years ago. Hard enough to hide from my fam the fact I love black men. But I started chasing poz black dick. My last trip to DC did it. I invited a cute and a bit fem dude with a huge dick and beautiful hazel eyes to my hotel room. I knew he was poz and he knew I was turned on. As he slowly entered me he kept saying that I am surrendering my life to him tonight. He had me rub his scorpion tat as he worked his dick slowly in and out of me. Then it was like he got possessed because he started really tearing me up in a good way. He said he was getting close and I couldn’t have stopped even if I wanted to. He froze in mid stroke and said “I am changing you forever” and plunged completely inside me. I felt incredible warmth spread in me and his eyes never broke from my gaze. We fell asleep with him inside me. During the night he fucked me awake again. I ended up taking 3 poz loads. I assumed he was undetectable but when he was leaving he said he had a VL of 1M and to let him know when I convert. Now I am just getting over the fuck flu. I told my fam it was Covid. My VL is 500k and rising. I have another business trip to DC next week to take another toxic load and start spreading mine.

Indianapolis—July, 2021 Another week, another day off. I debated briefly what to do and where to go. But I knew I wanted to spend some time outside in the courtyard of the bathhouse on this beautiful summer day. And the sex would have to be better than last time, right? I strip at my locker. I go down to totally naked for a quick stop in the steam room. With the key around my wrist, I pass the sauna and hear the steam running. The big door closes behind me. As I walk through the steam to get to the back corner, I pass a man getting very wet and vocal head—and another man who is jerking to the scene. At the first corner, an older man is on his knees, eyes closed, with his hands behind his back. I thoughtfully stick my swelling dick in his mouth. His mouth is magnificent—a master at sizable dick and no teeth. I let him show off for a long time—then I fuck his face. We only stop for the heat has become unbearable. I decompress in the sauna. Now dry, I stop at the locker and add my jock, tucking the lube in the waistband. The boots go back on and the towel over my shoulder. I go up to the third floor and make the tour. There are new owners—and I’m told there is an additional play area. I find it—next to a porn jerk off area. They have taken two old rental rooms, knocked down the connecting wall and added a fuckbench, a chair and mirrors on the wall. I also see there are men in both TV rooms. And a few are on beds, with the door open. But many bottoms are actually making the circuit—and always lingering at one door. When I look in, I can see why. An incredibly handsome Black man is lying on the bed, ear buds in place, and stroking a large cock to porn on his phone. He looks up, nods, looks at my bulge and nods again. And goes back to his porn. I get some head in the big TV lounge. I thank the guy and walk around one more time. I watch a good looking guy in his 40’s hang out at the handsome guy’s door. He even removes his towel and shows him his beautifully gym-rounded ass cheeks. He puts the towel back on and goes to his room. I stop at the door. Handsome Guy beckons me in. “Shut it.” I close the door. “Show me what you got.” My cock is still hard and wet from the head in the lounge—the jock pouch does nothing but keep it close to my body. It springs out in full flower as I pull the cloth to the side. “Nice,” says Handsome Guy, stroking his own, slightly bigger dick. “I need to feel that in me.” He rolls over and gets on all fours. His ebony ass mounds are glorious. I go to my knees and bury my tongue into him. I pry his hole open with the tip of my tongue. I get him good and wet. I stand and work myself in slowly. I have to use a lot of lube—and it still isn’t enough. I add more as I inch into him. HG is groaning and moaning as if he’s never been fucked. He is jerking his own cock as I slowly, but inevitably, work myself into his tight hole. At last, my overgrown bush rubs against his upturned ass. “Fuck…” he mumbles into the mattress. I wait. And begin a slow fuck. His hand does double time on his cock. I build to a faster tempo—and so does he. I reach a good pace, my balls happily slapping his ass. But it’s too much for him. He spurts all over the sheet and begs me to stop. I do, and thank him, closing the door behind me. * I eat lunch outside in the courtyard where we can sit in various states of nudity. A good looking white guy in his 40’s—his hair pulled into a man bun—sits down next to me as I finish. We chat about the weather, then… “Were you here in time to see that hot Black guy plow the college kid in the steam room this morning?” I shake my head. “He is such a stud. But he only plays with really young men.” “Unless he wants to flip,” I murmur. The comment seems to go right over ManBun’s head. He is more interested in my jock pouch. Eventually we go in and up to the new fuckbench room. He drops his towel and sits on the chair. He sucks my cock to full hardness. I kneel and suck his hard uncut one. “Fuck me.” He gets on all fours on the chair…which puzzles me a little as there is perfectly good fuck bench right there. I eat his ass and then work my dick head into him. He stops me. “Let me sit on it.” I lie on the floor. He steps across me and lowers his hairy ass crack to brush the head of my cock. He slowly lowers himself. It feels incredible and he is less tense. He takes my entire shaft easily, in no time at all. He sighs and grinds himself down on me. He begins to fuck himself on my engorged cock. A nice steady pace. A couple of guys come in to watch. The third one in, he seems to know. “Jim,” or whatever it was, “Sit on this fucker’s face.” I look. A cute college kid, his long hair pulled into a pony tail, drops his towel and straddles my head. “His tongue is great,” ManBun tells him. “Then you will want to ride this baby maker.” The kid sits. His bubble butt almost cuts off my air, but I don’t care. I am lost in the double sensation of having two men ride me at the same time. The two lean towards each other and I hear them kiss. Too soon they stand up and change. But the kid rides my raw cock like a champ and I love eating the freshly fucked hole. The kid gets up. ManBun leans down and cleans my cock of their combined ass juices. They thank me and leave together. I am still lying on the floor when a man my own age enters. He has found the gym late in life and has a terrific chest and thighs. His grey hair is cropped close to his head. He extends a hand and helps me up—and climbs on the fuck bench. To thank him, I eat his ass and fuck him. And we can’t get enough of each other. We fuck the rest of the afternoon. I rim him again and fuck him there—as another man feeds him a dick and a load in his mouth. We kiss and I shove the cum he snowballs to me into his hole, which makes me fuck him yet again. We fuck in the sling—where I first feast on his now swollen, wet ass lips. I let another man fuck him. We go to his room so he can sit on my face—as he tells me he think the man may have silently loaded him. (He has so much ass jizz flowing into my mouth, I can’t be sure.) “I need to breed,” I pant. “Where?” He chooses the sling. And I breed him deep… The original post, along with 1000+ others, is here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/09/back-to-bathhouse-you-will-want-to-ride.html

Note: we all have different criteria to define everything, heaven help us if all agreed and no one was offended that a definition actually meant the meaning of something not the inequatible left outs of said definition. Anyhoo. Wet =every ounce of water stored in my body, in any form is dedicated to coating yo Cock. Even Noah in his Ark says that shit is Wet. Anyway...This is a story of denial. Of a cock and the dickhead who owned it. Sometimes Beautiful cocks, really beautiful cocks, the ones you know will swell right in the in middle so you feel like a ball gag made of warm slick bubbleicious bubbles was inflated by the. Good Dick Gods you secretly sill light a candle for later tonight, yeah that good beautiful cock is sometimes attached to a Dick. After days of pathetic one syllable requests to suck his dick ( I have a theory on the kind if man you get depending on his use if Cock or Dick and Capitlized or not. For now it is enough to say this guy waved his red flag with his dick ) anyway once warned... So finally, because I am a service slut I give him my attention and once engaged in writing he is kinda my kink speed. And we are good to go, the chat is dirty, the pics are jaw dropping and I m in full heat for that load. And I, just making sure I gets mine, mention sucking his glorious Cock and that dicksucker opened his fucking mouth and said "well as long as you know how to stop before you gag. Really hard to stay hard when someone is making noises and choking themselves.." Umm No Thank You. The world is ending and I do not have time for idiotic rudeness. Like don't harsh another mans mellow. And what the fuck did he want??? Polite dry kisses with my hankie out to blot him dry. Wtf was he gonna do with my Fucking Amazon Flooded Meaty Ass GooD Boi Pussy? Nothing, except cry and put on his floaties. Eat a dick then grow a Cock and come find me.

Went out of town with my husband this past weekend for Valentine’s Day. And obviously I had to find someone to hookup with. I downloaded Grindr and had a few hits, but ultimately no luck, so I searched sniffies. A guy at a hotel across the street from mine was looking. Same age and stats as me—mid 30’s, 200lbs give or take, 6c. He was married and straight looking for a slut to suck him or breed. He was into poppers as well which was a major turn on. I was able to lose my husband for a bit and have some time to play so I headed over to the hotel. I got to his room and it was dark. We started to make out immediately and he shoved poppers in my nose as soon as I started blowing him. For the next 45 minutes we both got high on poppers and sucked each other, coming up for air every so often to make out with each other. He was a slow cummer and after a while I ended up shooting my load in his mouth. He saved some and we made out with my cum. I went back to work on his cock, licking up his delicious precum, but unfortunately he wasn’t able to finish. It was still a good time, and we both loved cheating on our partners. I got dressed and headed back to my room before my husband came back. I kissed him when he walked in the room and wished him a happy Valentine’s Day.

I received a message that said, ‘I need a cunt’. I replied and offered mine without question and was told, ‘I got a hard dick that needs emptying where are you so I can dump my load anon?’ He must of been close as he was here within 5 mins. I was in my hood and harness and jock when he let himself in and tagged my ass as, ‘FUCK SLUT’ then made use of it, sliding his boner straight in. This horny encounter wasn’t so much a fuck, he clearly just needed to dump his load in me and I was more than happy to take it. Some nice pounding action and he was ready to release. He bred my cunt good and proper with his cock deep inside me. I made sure I took every drop. He’d used me to unload, zipped up and left! Perfect anon breeding!

I recently found out that I have ADHD and it definitely explains my deep dive into risky sex behaviors, namely: - reduced impulse control, (oh this might be why I'm a slut) -dopamine-seeking behaviors like hypersexuality, - connection with depression and chronic anxiety - self esteem, risky and self destructive behaviors - trouble with relationships I've started doing various strategies like l-theanine supplements, deep belly breathing and daily exercise and I feel like I'm calmer, less stressed and more in control of my sluttiness. I still love sex but I feel a more grounded approach to it. Also, it strangely alters the effects t has on me when I smoke occasionally. Anyone else here dealing with ADHD and does it affect your sex life? How do you guys manage it?

1, 2, 7, 8, 9 and the obvious problem that seed belongs in the cunt. Anything that prevents breeding is evil.

Part 2: The Lionheart A key turning point in Hamish’s life came in 1188, when he was having a good time out of bed (as the body-servant), and a grand old time in bed, with the son of a renowned English duke. So cozy did their relationship become that they even had a schedule worked out: Hamish fucked the duke’s son on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays; the young duke-in-training fucked Hamish on Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays, and Sundays. To be honest, the duke’s son, name of Gilbert, was not terribly well equipped, so his fucking skills were far surpassed by Hamish’s ability with his much larger tool. Even the heir admitted that to be true, but he maintained that he was by far the higher in social status, so he should have top spot on the majority of nights. But when Hamish did get to exert his privilege on those three weeknights, the results were a sight to behold. He could quite easily keep going now for an hour before cumming, and then could blast three huge loads into his partner’s fuckhole in the space of much less than thirty minutes. “Blast” was the appropriate word; the young nobleman could feel each individual shot smacking against his prostate when Hamish fired. By the time he’d shot the third load in, his seed was seeping out all around his cock, and his fucking motions were making squishy, slurpy, smacking sounds. Once he pulled out, there would be a slow-motion torrent of cum out of the gaping ass, and Hamish would alternate on various nights between licking it all up or scooping it onto his dick, pushing it back into the gaping hole, and going for a fourth round. Sooner or later, though, it was inevitable that the duke would catch on, and when he did, Hamish quickly found himself banned from the duke’s lands, and lucky not to have been killed and resurrected yet again. That put him at a loose end for a few months, which he bridged with various odd jobs. It occurred to him that his best chance of getting a stable position somewhere was to work on his music. A few decades back, he’d had a thing for a while with a travelling singer and harper, and the artist had taught him the basic notes. Irony, again – the old Hamish, before the Battle of Hastings, had been rather clumsy with his fingers, but now he grasped the technique quickly, and the principles of the chords and modes, and was soon doing a more than passable job. Not only that, but since being brushed by the sorcerer’s black magic, he had gained a captivating singing voice. He now bought a second-hand harp and began practising again, soon reaching even higher levels of proficiency. There was always demand for minstrels to sing in noble and royal houses. With any luck, he might land a permanency. While travelling with the harper, he had also managed to learn a decent command of Breton and Norman French, and of several German dialects. The one obstacle was the aggrieved duke, who had done a lot of talking around in noble circles about his son’s ex-servant. Hamish thought a bit more and started shaving off his rather prominent beard. He also shortened and curled his hair. With these changes, and an entirely new wardrobe, he looked positively baby-faced – without question the most youthful-looking 154-year old in any of the world’s kingdoms. Thus, armed with a boyish new look and musical skills to burn, he made his way to London and the royal court of Richard I, a.k.a. “the Lionheart,” who had just inherited the throne after the death of his father, Henry II. It was July of 1189, and Richard was busily occupied with plans for his impending departure to the Third Crusade. But he was not too preoccupied to notice the truly magical singing and playing of a travelling minstrel, and quickly sent a chamberlain to offer the singer a permanent court position. When the chamberlain asked his name, Hamish replied (with a French accent), “Blondel.” He meant it as a joke, a caricature of the well-known French troubadour of that name, but the chamberlain (knowing little of France) took it at face value. The king was truly delighted with “Blondel” as his permanent minstrel, quickly discovering that his musician had many other talents besides music and languages. The truth was that Richard was driven not only by the urge of military conquest, but by the urge of more personal conquests as well. Since he was drawn sexually to both men and women, the gender of his new minstrel was irrelevant to the chase. Hamish well understood that the way to a man’s purse is through his bed, and in no time was alternating tops and bottoms with the king while storing away a tidy sum in nightly tips received from the courtiers for his singing in the great hall. Whether taking or giving, Richard was equally voracious. When the mood took him, he thoroughly enjoyed plowing his minstrel deep and hard, over and over, and pumping multiple loads into him. Although initially Richard insisted on doing it doggie style, after a while he became sufficiently comfortable with “Blondel” as a person that he decided to fuck him face to face. Hamish actually enjoyed lying on his back, pulling his legs up, and letting Richard work him over. Their relationship deepened to the point where Richard would lie right on top of his court musician as he slammed deep into the singer’s tight ass, enjoying the phenomenal grip of the muscles (like everything else about Hamish, his ass control had been miraculously improved after 1066). Their hands would stroke and caress over each other’s bodies as the king drove his cock into his singer, repeatedly. Hamish enjoyed it so much that it became common for him to cum hands-free as Richard shot a huge load inside him. It also became common, although neither one talked about it, for them to exchange multiple kisses as Richard wound down after the act. As a bottom, Richard was even more demanding. He would pepper Hamish with frequent injunctions to “ram that big rod into me… fuck me silly, stud… pound me with that dick… fuck me harder… harder, dammit!... shit, man, you’re gonna make me cum… fill me up… cum inside me, you devil, you!” And much more along the same lines, all actually gasped out in a mixture of Norman French and medieval English. Note: this writer’s translation of all dialogue is approximate. Richard’s identification of him as a “diable” certainly made Hamish laugh to himself the first time Richard used the phrase. But when the king demanded that his minstrel cum inside him, Hamish gladly delivered the goods. In fact, if he was honest, between Richard’s hardened military body, the hot sex talk, and the affection which the king showed after the nightly battle on the bed had ended, Hamish was closer to falling in love than he’d ever been before. But he didn’t let himself go completely over the edge. He knew damn well that the Lionheart’s first, and really only, love was the military campaign, the strategy, the triumph, the conquest. He also knew that the courtiers were jealous of how completely he had managed to occupy Richard’s off-hours. “Blondel” was making it very difficult for the Norman barons to deliver bribes to the king without being publicly seen doing so. So, in the spring of 1190, as Richard went full-throttle into raising funds and an army for the Crusades, his minstrel begged leave. Richard was not at first willing to let him go, but when “Blondel” explained about his propensity for sea-sickness, the king reluctantly allowed him to depart seven days from the morrow. That gave them one last week of memorable nights in bed together. At last, it came to the final night before “Blondel” was set to depart. Their time together began in the usual way, with Richard getting on top and reaming out his singer. The Lionheart was truly becoming addicted to Hamish’s incredible ass, the way it stroked Richard’s cock from root to tip with the silky-smooth walls, the warmth of the friction as the tight hole alternately caressed and squeezed his dick. Richard definitely wanted to make it last tonight, since it was the last time (at least for a while) that they would be together, so he kept stopping and lying still on top of “Blondel,” gently feeling the man’s magnificent body while he recovered his normal poise. Then he would begin fucking again, varying pace and angle, while Hamish’s wonderfully responsive body transmitted immense vibrations of enjoyment throughout his entire being. At last, Richard knew that the time was at hand, and he proceeded to rouse himself up and pound “Blondel” like he’d never pounded him before. In no time, he had the minstrel gasping for breath, and barely able to frame the word “Yes… yes… yes…” over and over. Another minute of this rapid-fire tattoo of fucking brought Richard’s seed surging up through his cock and pumping forcefully out into his singer’s ass, shot after shot after shot, and four or five more distinct pulses after that. Hamish came at the exact same time, the sharp contractions of his hole squeezing more cum out of the royal cock and more roars of ecstasy out of the royal throat. Richard lost the strength in his arms and fell down on top of “Blondel,” gently moving his cock in the musician’s hole while he began kissing him with tongue. They made out like that for a good five minutes, enjoying every minute of the exchange between them. At last, Richard extracted his still-hard cock and rolled off to the side, lying there and catching his breath while they continued kissing and caressing each other. By this time, Hamish’s awesomely quick manhood was well on its way to becoming totally rock-hard again. But Richard had other things on his mind. He released himself from his minstrel’s embrace, got up out of bed, and went to the worktable near the window, returning with a scroll of parchment tied with a ribbon. “Here, Blondel. This is for you.” “What is it?” “Open it.” Hamish untied the ribbon and unrolled the scroll. In it he found the words of a song, with a line of music to convey the tune. It was plainly a love song, but not an especially personal one – rather, an ode expressing the king’s love for the sheer beauty and poignancy of his minstrel’s music-making. Hamish looked up at the king, who said, simply, “I wrote this for you.” Hamish nodded. He was well aware that Richard was, among many other talents, a gifted musician and composer in his own right. Praise from him for music went far beyond the normal courtly compliments a minstrel might expect. Hamish struggled to find words. “This is so beautiful… I can’t…,” and then, embarrassingly, he dissolved into tears. Richard planted a companionable hand on his shoulder. “You deserve it. You’ve brought so much joy to so many people in my court through your singing, and to me.” “Thank you, your majesty.” “Oh, come now, Blondel, here in my chambers you should call me by my name. You’ve earned that right, too.” “Then… thank you, Richard.” “Okay, enough getting emotional. Come on back to bed and thank me properly.” Richard promptly laid down on the bed, looking at Hamish with a dirty, suggestive smile and wink as he lifted his legs into the air. Hamish’s spear immediately sprang to “battle ready,” as he moved between the king’s legs, facing the splendid muscular royal ass one last time. This night, Hamish truly outdid himself, plowing the king nonstop for an hour and a half, and releasing no less than four loads of his immortal seed into Richard’s quivering body. All the time, they were gazing into each other’s eyes, exchanging the closest thing to lovers’ vows that they would ever achieve. As Hamish reached his fourth climax, they came together again, a treasurable moment of pure union and ecstasy. That final night together was also the first and only time that Richard stopped Hamish from getting out of bed once the action ended. “No, Blondel. Stay here and sleep with me.” “But the servants….” “Never mind them. Everyone knows about us anyway, so why worry? And tonight, I would welcome the company. Come here.” They snuggled up together, embracing each other, and fell asleep like that. In the morning, “Blondel” departed, with a generous gift of gold (the expected kingly gift in such a situation) and riding on a truly fine chestnut stallion from the royal stables (a gift which wildly exceeded the norm for a talented minstrel). With it, he carried Richard’s official scroll of royal thanks, and (tucked away in his bag) the even more treasured scroll with Richard’s song for him. Within a month, Richard was on his way to the south of Europe and his own appointments with destiny in Sicily, in Cyprus, in Palestine, and afterwards on his hazardous trip home through central Europe. Although Richard had openly asked “Blondel” to return to his court some day, they were never to see each other again. After that, the story gets a little murky. Hamish himself could never recall, in later centuries, exactly how or why he ended up near Durnstein, in Upper Austria, in early 1193. What was certain was that he sang Richard’s song during a banquet hosted by the lord lieutenant of Durnstein Castle. It was also clear that Richard faintly heard the song from the dungeon where he had been imprisoned after Duke Leopold of Austria had captured him for ransom during his journey home from the Crusades. Richard had no trouble recognizing his own song of praise, deduced that the singer could only be one man, and joined in at the top of his lungs. The rest of the lovely old legend of Blondel discovering the place of the king’s imprisonment is just that – a legend. “Blondel,” who was no longer calling himself by that name anyway, didn’t hear the imprisoned king through the stone walls, and Richard was promptly rebuked to silence by the jailor, who didn’t appreciate the captive’s singing as he was tone deaf. So much for the romance of popular mythology. In fact, it wasn’t until after Richard’s death in 1199 that Hamish learned that his old friend had been immured in the stronghold at the time. That realization gave him a real pang of regret for a missed opportunity. “Friend” was actually the right word. As unlikely as it might seem, a genuine friendship had grown up between the two men, and it had survived the changing tides and fortunes of life through the next decade. Hamish even surprised himself by his emotional reaction to the death of the Lionheart. In a century and a half of life, he had never before had any cause to grieve the passing of anyone he’d known. Although the word “love” was perhaps too strong a word to use, there was no doubt that Hamish held considerable affection for Richard, and that his affection was fully returned. But, being the man he was, Hamish had to set his face to the future and move on. He’d already endured enough of eternity to know that his fate was always to grow into other people’s lives, and then have to leave them behind as time swept them away, leaving him to carry on alone. The answer, as he saw it, was to promise himself that he would never allow himself to care too deeply for any person who came into his life. That resolution was going to be tested many times in the centuries to come.

Thanks for all the positive feedback guys! I know for sure I made a ton of mistakes the first few times when I was still figuring things out. Some mistakes that comes to mind are: 1) once I forgot to pack my phone charger. Phone ran out of juice because grindr (and all the other gps dating apps/sites) burns battery life like crazy . So ended up having to get dressed and head out for like 40 min searching for a replacement charger that cost like $50, a duplicate that I'll basically never use again 2) picked a hotel based on star quality and looks rather sex-logistics. Yeah, the tops came and went and the room was great and comfy and luxurious...until about 9pm when I realized this shitty high star prissy hotel imposes a curfew and locks the main door. Yeah, nothing kills the anon vibe like having to get dressed, come down to the lobby, open up for the top, make awkward small talk in the elevator while you try not to die of cringe and a bit of self-doubt thinking this guy is so weird maybe I shouldn't doing this after all. He ended up having a great cock and knew how to top like a pro. But all that crap could have been completely avoided had I opted for the more ratchet motel with parking lot access and no fucking curfews. 3) forgot to monitor the door latch (before I figured out how to duct tape it down) and the last top locked it on his way out. The next top came and saw the door locked, I guess they must have been reluctant to knock or something and then left. After sending an email, he thought upon seeing the door was locked that the whole thing was a fabrication and yeah that was it. He was in his 30s, 6' 190 (i dont remember exactly but something like that) white brown-haired hairy slight dad bod-muscularish , a body that I could see working in construction or something similarly manual labor-sexy and a fucking god like cock. The amount of regret I felt will haunt me for the rest of my life.

Wow, things are moving fast! Max is handling it better than I expected. I love the details in this chapter, the juxtaposition of formal protocol and informal family and friends. It lends a seriousness to Max’s introduction in Monrovia.

Last night I got off work and took a shower and passed out around 7:30! Woke up at 12 beyond the words horny! I got on Grindr and within 10 mins had a message, opening the message I see “coming through ur area and if u want dick let me know” there’s a pic of a crazy long BBC with 2 hands on it and long enough his head sticking past the hands! I was cleaned out and squirted s Ton of lube in and heard my door open! The guy walked in and pulled down his pants and he wasn’t super think but soooo long! He spread my ass and plowed in pushing balls deep! No thrusting or anything he held my hips and stayed deep for a while before he started to pull out to the tip then push in slowly! He said he would not last long because he had edged for 3 days and started to cum but stopped and held it and edged inside only letting a little squirt in before stopping to not cum. After a few times he started to fuck hard! I began to feel the throb of him breeding me! After he finished he pushed deep to lock his Dick inside and wouldn’t move! Using it like a plug and stayed in until going soft! He got dressed and left me bred!

My apologies for the long hiatus. A combination of life events and writers block. But you're continued support for the story and your kind words brought me back. As always love hearing your thoughts and where the story might go. Feel free to message me if you want to some of the real life inspiration 😉 Chapter 8 Leon seemed really pissed, and what happened to Troy? He exudes nothing but dominance and control but as soon as he saw Leon he went to jelly. “You know the rules cunt. No cock enters my new fags until we know the gift has taken unless they are my progeny. What the hell were you thinking?” Leon spat at Troy. “I’m sorry Leon, I didn’t mean to, I wasn’t thinking” Troy said meekly a sudden change from his demeanour while he fucked Charlie. “Clearly not, I guess we’ll just have to make sure you never have a lapse of judgment again” Leon said sternly. Jack moved behind Troy kicking the back of his knees forcing him to drop to the ground. Leon ran up to me and knelt down beside me grabbing my face. “Are you okay Daddy? Did he hurt you?” Leon said in the most caring tone I’d heard him use. “Yeah I’m fine, he didn’t fuck me. He didn’t even get his head in” I said, almost crying. “I’m so glad Daddy. We need to make sure it is my gift that liberates you, my strain” Leon said, pulling me in and kissing me gently before standing up. He walked over to Troy and stood with his crotch in his face. “As for you Troy. I don’t think you’ll make that mistake again any time soon” Leon laughed as he began to unbuckle his belt. “You’re lucky I even let your inferior strain near my fags” Leon said, “if it wasn’t for Charlie you’d be out on your ass, but for some reason he loves you dearly.” “Yes Leon, I’m sorry. Please forgive me, you don’t need to do this” Troy begged. “You’ll learn your lesson beta” Leon laughed. Leon dropped his denim short shorts to the ground and stepped out of them as his thick heavy cock swung down slapping his thigh - he’d been going commando. “Open wide slut” Leon barked at Troy. Troy kept his mouth shut, pleading with his eyes for mercy. “I won’t ask again cunt” Leon shouted as he slapped his superior Alpha dick against Troy’s face before spitting in it. Jack came up behind Troy grabbing his chin and forehead forcing his mouth open. “Get me hard faggot” Leon laughed with glee. “And if I feel any fucking teeth, Jack’s going to knock them out”. Leon quickly grew hard. His absolute monster of a cock forcing its way into Troy’s mouth. Jack held his head in place as Leon face fucked Troy with a fury I don’t think I have ever seen, not even in porn. My little fag dick was rock hard, this shoudn’t be turning me on. I pool of precum forming on the floorboards under me. I shouldn’t watch but I can’t look away. It was clear that Troy was no cocksucker. I would later learn that he had only ever topped, never even tried sucking dick before, let alone bottoming. He was one of the rare few that got the gift from a bottom and spread his gift thereafter. By this point Troy was gagging and dripping spit and puke out the sides of this mouth. “You’re a fucking disgrace you pathetic wannabe Alpha. You don’t deserve to fucking share your gift, your weak strain and pitiful viral load” Leon shouted. Pulling dick and whacking it hard across Troy’s face, Troy gasped for air and begged “Please Leon I’ve learned my lesson I won’t touch your property ever again I promise”. “Who the fuck is Leon faggot?” Leon demanded backhanding Troy across the face. “I mean Sir, I’m sorry Sir please stop it won’t ever happen again” Troy whimpered starting to cry as he collapsed on the floor. At this point I glanced over at Charlie expecting him to be beside himself at what was happening to her boyfriend. But to my surprise my sister was tapping away on her chastity cage and had two fingers in her pussy, moaning with delight. Pussy? Sister? Feminine pronouns? Why was I thinking like this? “What do you think Charlie, has your boyfriend learned his lesson?” Leon asked? Breaking out of her trance Charlie responded through moans “that’s your decision to make Sir, I have no say in how Troy repays his debt”. “Correct answer, good girl” Leon said in an affirming tone. Turning back to Troy and in a sadistic tone “we’re just getting started with you fag. Let’s see if we can’t boost that weak strain of yours. Put him down Jack”. Jack immediately pushed Troy all the way down onto his stomach and held him down. “Come over hear Daddy fag” Leon said to me gently. I got up of the floor, a long string of precum breaking away as I did. “I need you to do a very important job for me baby. I need you to sit on this pathetic excuse of an Alpha’s back and hold his chest up by the arms so he can’t get away from his punishment. Do you understand Daddy fag?” Leon said to me slowly and clearly. I just nodded. “Good boy” he said before leaning in kissing me softly on the lips, I started to go weak at the knees, I’d never felt more needed in my life. Jack got off the struggling Troy and held him down while I got on top of him and sat on his back with my knees either side of him. I locked each of my arms behind his elbows, lacing my fingers together to keep a good grip forcing his chest up. He tried to struggle but Leon kicked him hard in the abs. “I want you to go first Jack, need your PA to tear him up so our strain will really take” Leon ordered. “Oh and while he doesn’t deserve it, use some lube, I don’t want to be here all night.” Jack went to his room and returned with a big bottle that looked like a condiments bottle. He knelt behind me. I couldn’t quite see as I looked back, but he put a liberal amount on this index and middle finger. I noticed that his nails were quite long and almost looked sharpened. He must have forcefully shoved them into Troy’s hole because he yelped out in pain. “Shut up you useless fag, here let’s stop that wailing” Leon said as he stood in front of Troy again and shoved his cock in his mouth and started fucking his face again, “and don’t forget what I said about teeth.” Leon grabbed the back of Troy’s head and fucked his face without a care, I could feel his body pushing back into me, rubbing against my little dicklet which hadn’t stopped dripping since the punishment began. Seeing Leon’s animalistic desires unfolding on someone who wasn’t me was a strange feeling. It turned me on more than anything but I couldn’t help but wish it was me he was defiling. I had come over to get my wedding ring back, but what I really wanted was to give myself to Leon, my hot big dick twink Alpha. I felt Jack’s body get close to mine as he was preparing to take Troy’s anal virginity. Troy started to buck and struggle as Jack forced his way in. “Hold him Daddy fag!” Jack commanded. “Try not to struggle Troy you fucking fag, you’ll only make it harder for yourself” Jack laughed. “That’s it Jack, take this worthless slut’s cherry” Leon smirked while keeping a steady rhythm fucking Troy’s throat while he gagged and drooled. “God this slut is tight, but we’ll get there soon enough” Jack said with determination. “Tear his cunt up Jack, no mercy” Leon ordered. I could tell by the way he was moving behind me that Jack was slowly working his thick dick into Troy’s tight hole. After what must have been ten or so minutes I felt Jack’s body right up against mine, he must have finally gotten his full length in. The entire time Leon did not miss a beat fucking Troy’s mouth. Troy had given up nearly all resistance and resigned himself to his fate, tear streaming down his face. I glanced at Charlie who was now on her knees, slightly behind Jack getting a full view of her boyfriend’s deflowering. She was bouncing up and down on her fingers, her caged clit leaking as much as mine. “Now the fun begins faggot” Jack shouted with glee. I could feel Jack picking up speed as he was now working Troy’s cunt. I could hear each grunt and feel each time he slammed balls deep into the once powerful Alpha. Troy had been reduced to two holes. “That’s it Jack. Just like I taught you. Let’s teach this fucking rat a lesson he’ll never be able to forget” Leon said menacingly. “Take that you pathetic fucking tool. Your ass is mine. Can you feel my PA ripping open your cunt?” Jack shouted as he pounded Troy’s once untouched hole. Jack moved his hands onto my shoulders to give himself more leverage. He was now pounding Troy’s hole without mercy and seemed to be getting faster and faster. “Are you ready for your first load in your useless pussy slut?” Jack shouted. “That’s it Jack, waste this fag’s cunt” Leon responded. He pulled his dick out of Troy’s mouth. Drool and slobber falling out of it as he gasped for air. “Answer the man fag!” Leon demanded. Troy just gasped and spluttered. *Thwack* Leon backhanded him again. “I said answer slut!” Leon shouted again. “Please breed my hole, anything to stop the torture Sir” Troy begged. “Looks like he’s not much of an Alpha afterall” Leon laughed. “Fill him up Jack”. With that Jack’s thrusts became even more furious and his grunts even louder. But within a few seconds I could feel Jack’s body shudder as he collapsed onto my back. But I held on to Troy’s arms. Knowing my duty. Jack quickly slipped out of Troy and came around to his mouth. His thick dick was glistening pink and slick with cum. He really tore up Troy’s pussy. I swearI could even see a small piece of flesh on one of his PA’s cones. “Clean him up fag” Leon ordered. Troy reluctantly opened his mouth and cleaned off Jack’s spent Alpha dick. “That’s it slut, taste your punishment” Jack laughed. “Now it’s time for the main event cunt” Leon said leaning down close to Troy’s face. “Don’t worry I’m not going to make it last too long. Not because I think you deserve mercy, but because you don’t deserve the gift that is my dick longer than is necessary.” Leon knelt down behind Troy and lined up his thick twink dick. “No extra lube though fag, I want you to really feel mine” Leon laughed “And Jack, take a break, I don’t want anything in his mouth. I want to hear every blood curdling scream.” Jack went and sat down next to Charlie to rest. Charlie immediately started worshiping Jack’s cock, tasting her boyfriend’s ass for the first time. Leon wasted know time entering Troy’s well fucked hole. Troy yelped in pain as I felt Leon’s body push against mine. Take my Superior Alpha cock slut. You will never forget who is the real Dom in this house. You will learn your place and never cross me again. “Please stop, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” Troy cried. “You will be forgiven soon fag, but first you have to pay the price” Leon snapped back. Leon was merciless in getting his dick balls deep in Troy. It helped a little that Jack had opened him up, but Leon knew what he wanted. I could feel Troy’s wails as Leon went tip to base in quick succession. He was truly in pain and Leon was loving it. “Beg me slut, beg me for my Superior strain” Leon commanded. Troy’s spirit was broken and very little resistance remained. “Please Sir. Poz me with your Superior Alpha strain. I need it.” Troy managed to get out between sobs and tears. “God you are pathetic Troy. You can’t even stand up for yourself. You have no right to call yourself an Alpha “Leon said with satisfaction. “A real man would have fought back against this punishment. But you submitted quickly and easily to a fem twink and short cub. What a fucking waste of a big cock you have.” Leon leaned in and hooked his arms around me in a close embrace. One over my left shoulder and the other under my right arm. Holding me close bringing his mouth up to my ear. “This is for you Daddy fag. This is my proof of my commitment to you and your journey. I promise you that I will do everything in my power to keep you safe and protect you from worthless men like Troy.” Leon whispered gently into my ear as I felt his cock working fast and hard into Troy’s now destroyed cunt. “Do you understand Daddy fag?” “Yes Sir” I whispered back. I felt so safe and wanted in Leon’s arms. “I love you Daddy fag” Leon cooed. “I love you too Sir” I impulsively responded. My heart was racing, did I really just say that? There was no time to process what had just happened. I could feel Leon going into overdrive as he pulled back from me and held onto my shoulders as Jack had. “Here is comes fag, the gift you don’t deserve but will absolve you of your sins” Leon grunted. I could feel him powering into Troy’s hole. And within seconds Leon’s body shuddered and as he filled Troy’s cunt with his toxic gift. As he did I could feel Troy buck underneath me. As Leon pulled out of Troy I let go of his arms and he fell to the floor with a loud thump. Leon got up and came around in front of me he still hard cock glistening with a mix of cum and blood. “I think you earned this Daddy fag” Leon said with pride offering me his perfect Superior cock. I quickly engulfed his Alpha dick, I hadn’t realised how much I needed cock to feel content and happy. I eagerly cleaned off his perfect dick and worshiped it, taking as much of it into my throat as I could before gagging. Leon pulled his cock out and leaned down kissing me passionately, our tongues exchanging the cum mixture. He pulled me up off of Troy’s back. “Go sit down Daddy fag you deserve a little rest” Leon said before kissing me softly on the lips sending a buzz through my whole body. Looking down at Troy’s back was a pool of my precum and my sticking out just a little my rock hard beta dicklet. Troy rolled onto his side into the fetal position cradling himself crying uncontrollably. As he did he revealed a pool of cum underneath him on the floorboards. “Check this out Jack, the supposed Alpha came hands free by being fucked by real Men” Leon laughed;. “Guess he’s more of a fag than he let on” Jack laughed back. Charlie pulled herself off Jack’s dick he had been diligently worshiping to have a look for herself. A sort of disgusted look came across her face when she saw it for herself. “Just remember Troy you may be forgiven now but what you tried tonight will not be forgotten” Leon said with a sort of pity. “I hope you’ll never forget who the real Alphas are in this house.” Troy just cradled himself and cried. “Pathetic!” Jack chimed in. Charlie got up to her feet and walked over to Troy’s broken body and kneeled down beside him. Troy looked up at his sissy boyfriend through teary eyes. “Let’s get out of here Charlie, it’s clear we aren’t welcome here” Troy said wiping his eyes. “Oh Troy” Charlie giggled “I’m not going anywhere with you. It’s laughable you’d assume I’m still your sissy after what I saw tonight. What kind of Alpha cums from being fucked. What kind of Dom doesn’t even stand up for himself. You were a Gold Star Top and I’m a Gold Star bottom. That’s why we had worked so well. But now you’re just a fag to me, and I don’t fuck fags sweetie.” “But babe, I’m your Daddy and you’re my princess” Troy blubbered as tears began to well again. “Not any more fag, you’re just like me know” Charlie said holding back a giggle. “Oh and you won’t be needing this anymore” Charlie said, reaching for the key hanging around Troy’s neck and yanking it off. “Now I think it’s for the best if you just collect yourself and leave, like a good boy. Charlie leaned in and kissed Troy on the forehead. “It was fun while it lasted, but I need a real man” Charlie said. Troy slowly got up and began to dress with his back to us. Clearly embarrassed as cum and blood ran down his legs. Troy walked to the door, too embarrassed to look any of us in the eyes. “Forgetting something Troy?” Leon asked sternly “I think you owe someone here an apology. He reluctantly turned around and looked directly at me “I’m sorry Brian” he said meekly before showing himself out. My eyes started to well as I through myself into Leon’s arms. “Thank you Sir, no one has ever looked out for me like that before” I said starting to cry. “It’s okay Daddy fag, its all over now and you’re safe. That’s all that matters” he said gently, holding me against his perfect body.

Part 34 - The Royal Family Artem walked in to the bedroom ignoring the fact they were both naked drenched in sweat. His appearance still caught Max out forgetting about the fact he strolls in without a care in the world. "Your royal highness it stinks of sex in here" Artem said picking up the coffee cups. Alex too in love just smiled "Are you heading down for breakfast?" Artem asked reminding him of the time. Alex sat up "Yes sorry. Thanks Artem" he said, "Oh can you let them know we are plus one this morning". Artem nodded and left them "They already know" he replied bowing his head. Alex chuckled "Liam!" he said quietly, "Come on Max we need to shower quickly before we upset routines". Max kneeled up on the bed looking at Alex "You need to eat don't you?" Alex asked. Max nodded "Err... will it be just us?" he asked nervously. Alex shrugged "No idea, depends what time the rest are taking breakfast". Alex knelt on the bed facing him and looking serious "I meant it Alex" Max said before he could speak. Alex smiled and kissed him lightly then jumped off the bed heading towards the bathroom with Max in tow. Quickly showered, Artem found Max a shirt from Alex's numerous clothes to wear until his own arrived, they hastily left the prince's royal quarters. Walking side by side Max was in awe, it was light he had stepped in to a different world completely trying to take everything in. The interior of the palace was far from dark and foreboding, instead it was bright with gold leaf gilding with paintings of all nature adorning the walls and spaced out so not to clutter the walls. He was no fool in this area and recognised work by some of histories most famous artists. Reaching the ornate staircase that swept in a large semi circle to the lower floor with windows overlooking the private grounds of the palace, it really did take Max's breath away as they descended. A large floral display filled the alcove left by the staircases shape, above it in pride of place was a large portrait that Max recognised as the queen. Even that looked immaculate and perfect, he couldn't help thinking that Gareth would appreciate the floral display that was so over sized but smelt amazing. He was feeling even more nervous now as he corridors went in three directions, all wide as a road and many of the rooms having double doors. Their direction took them straight ahead where two ladies were delicately cleaning the door handles to one of the rooms and they stopped 'Good morning your royal highness' they both said curtsying to Alex, he replied cheerfully smiling at them as walked towards the doors where two livered footmen stood guard. It was only as they reach the doors that Max recognised one of them as Tom who gave a cheeky wink to Max. Both footmen bowed first 'Good morning your royal highness' they said in unison as Alex and Max approached. the older of the footmen opened the doors just as Alden was approaching the doors from the inside looking fresh as a daisy compared to them and having finished breakfast. The brothers who often never observed protocol in private hugged whilst Alden had a good look at each of them and laughed. Max bowed his head 'Good morning your royal highness' he said and Alden patted him on the shoulder. Alden looked at them then chuckled "Man you two look rough this morning, what time you get to bed?" he asked. Alex smirked "Very funny" he replied, "Max ignore him" he said walking past him. Max stood there like a rabbit in headlights and bowed his head "Your royal highness" he said. Alden smirked "You are learning Max" he said then chuckled, "Better manners than my brother". "Max!" Alex called out, "Come on I need food!" he said patiently waiting. "Oh and Max!" Alden spoke holding his arm, "If you are staying here call me Alden in private". Max smiled "Thanks mate" he replied, "Err Alden" he corrected himself. Alden laughed his way out of the breakfast room. Max was surprised how fairly ordinary the room looked on first appearance yet it still oozed a form of elegance you couldn't put your finger on. Each of the footmen who came in to the room bowed and addressed Alex as his royal highness bowing their heads then addressing Max as sir with a very slight inclination of their heads which was way past any form of bowing. Still completely in a fairy tale land Max was not quite able to take much of it him as he nervously looked towards the doors knowing that the king and queen could appear at any time. Alex clicked his fingers in front of Max chuckling. "So there is food over there or you can ask for anything" Alex informed him as the footman poured coffee. Max felt like he was stuck to the seat "What are you having?" he asked still looking around. "Feel like a bacon roll this morning" Alex replied and Max nodded for the same. Alex stood and Max followed him to the serving station "Relax Max, seriously" he said. "I am trying Alex" Max replied making a bacon roll, "Bricking it for who is going to come in". "Well it will either be the king and queen or dowager queen" Alex replied casually. Max sat at the table "That didn't help at all, what do I do if they come in?" he asked. "Exactly what you do to Alden, except use the word majesty instead of highness" Alex said. Max sat there looking at the cutlery and plates in more detail, it was a far cry from home where it was mugs and stainless steel cutlery despite his parents being wealthy they used functional things despite the size of the house. Alex went back for another one being so hungry this morning and Max decided to have some fresh fruit and yoghurt. He was finally finding his nerve and beginning to relax as the footmen were unobtrusive and just there if they needed anything. The doors to the breakfast room opened and Alex immediately stood up beckoning Max to do the same. "Good morning your majesty" Alex said bowing his head. Max followed suit "Good morning your majesty" he said and bowed his head. "Good morning Alex" his grand mother said walking over to them, "And who is this?" she asked. "Granny this is Max... oh crap what is your name?" Alex asked rather embarrassingly. Max chuckled then remembered where he was "Max Westwood-Lymm your majesty" he said bowing again. "And is Max short for anything?" she asked taking her seat held by the footman. Max nodded "It is your majesty, Maximillian but I prefer Max and it is easier to spell" he replied. The dowager queen looked at him then laughed loudly "Sit down both of you" she said. "Max is to be my boyfriend" Alex informed his granny, "Well pending the protocol process" he added. The dowager queen turned to Max "So are you well educated Max?" she asked. "I went to a private boarding school your majesty" Max replied quickly learning the ropes. Alex poured coffee for his grand mother beating the footman to it "And what work are you in?" she asked. "I work in an art gallery as a curator your majesty" Max replied scared to touch food or drink. She looked between Alex and Max quickly assessing the situation "How interesting!" she remarked. "You have some very fine art here in the palace your majesty" Max said casually. "The king paints as a way to relax. Do you paint Max?" she asked. Max smiled "I try to, I am no real artist but I am not bad" he replied, "Sorry your majesty". "Relax Max you don't need to keep saying it" the dowager queen said smiling, "It ruins conversation at times". "Thank you" Max replied sitting there unable to touch his food. The dowager queen put her cup down "The king painted a picture, have you come across it?" she asked. Max wondered if she was testing him "The one of the queen by the staircase" he replied instantly. She laughed "How did you know?" she asked, "Alex did you tell him?". Max smiled "The brush work is very new and different, unlike the old masters" he replied. "You do know your subject Max, this is good to know" she said making no sense to Max. Alex picked up Max's fork and fed him some melon "He is too scared to eat granny" Alex said. The dowager queen studied Max again "You need to advise your parents soonest Alex". Alex nodded, "They know Max is here" he replied, "You know full well Liam is in my fathers pocket". "Well there is the protocol to follow Alex irrelevant of your lineage" she informed him. The dowager queen sat back "Max has to meet the king first in private" she said. Max nodded "I have been told that is what to expect" he said, "Oops! Your majesty". "Max!" she said giving him a warning look, "Drop the majesty address now" the dowager queen informed him. Alex chuckled "God you know more than me!" he said looking at Max. "You know the queen lost a bet about Alex being gay" she suddenly said making Max choke. "Granny!" Alex remarked smirking at her, "I do apologise Max she is a little cuckoo". Max looked at Alex in shock "Ignore him Max there is nothing wrong with me" she said laughing. "I am trying to get her committed so I can have the Victoria tiara" Alex said looking at her. "Everyone wants that blasted tiara" she said looking at Max, "Maybe you would like it as well?". Max shook his head "No thank you, anyway I don't have the head for it" he replied. Alex nodded "Max is the person I met in Mauritius" he said. "Ah right! The infamous young man" she said nodding, "And this is now serious?" she asked looking at Max. "Yes your majesty" Max replied staring back at her, "I love your grandson" he said softly. "You need to be blind not to see it" she said seeing through them both and their love. Alex waved his finger at his grand mother "I think she is approving you" he said to Max. "Am I?" she remarked smiling, "Max you have a lot to learn being in this dysfunctional family". "Granny I think he has figured that out already" Alex said glancing at Max who nodded. She studied Max making him nervous before she spoke "Then Max, I would love to help you" she offered sincerely. "Wow!" Max said looking gobsmacked, "I mean thank you I would like that". "Excellent!" she said looking satisfied, "Now eat max you are driving me crazy looking at the food". They took a leisurely breakfast, Alex certainly felt more at ease since gaining his grand mothers approval in such a way that she would teach Max. One thing Alex had learnt from his mother was that his grand mother never offered to help in such a way, she took great amusement in watching them fall flat on their face and Alex knew that his grand mother still yielded quite a lot of clout when required. Max learnt about the dowager queen and the protocols surrounding her and was completely spell bound by her and her knowledge. By the time they finished breakfast and got back to Alex's apartments a footman arrived delivering a note from the king requesting Max to attend at 10am in the formal lounge. He was also to meet the dowager queen at 11am the main palace where she wanted to take Max on a portrait tour since she had a keen interest in art herself, that and it was a history lesson of the royal family. Alex took Max into the main part of the palace and the ballroom that was being prepared for later that day. Everywhere he went in the palace he was finding each room more awesome and the ballroom was no exception, decorated so intricately and symmetrical, the chandeliers adorning the high ceiling sparkled like new. Every person they came across stopped and bowed following protocol, Max being acknowledged yet not addressed as he was accompanying the prince. It would never cross his mind right then to what extent the changes would have on him as a person, he was thinking ahead anxiously as the minutes went by until he was due to meet with the king. "I have to admit it scares me dating you seeing all this and how people react to you" Max admitted looking at him. Alex smiled holding his hand "I don't want to be locked away in a palace" Max said making it clear. "Are we making demands already?" Alex asked making Max smile. Alex kissed him gently "Importantly Max, you are what I want and you are a sensible person to love and keep me real". It was the first time Alex had openly kissed Max in a public area of the palace and the household present had all but stopped and looked over. Alex realised the ballroom had gone deathly quiet and looked around seeing the many heads turning back to what they were doing. It felt like an exhibition of Alex making his love for Max clear for everyone to see. Max looked as well then turned to Alex "I am sure there was a compliment in there somewhere". "Max you won the dowager queen over within minutes" Alex reminded him, "That has never been done". "You mean there were more before me?" Max asked smirking. "No, I mean Alden's choices, even my father the king" Alex said putting his arm around Max. Max smiled "Your grand mother is very astute and aware of what is going on" he remarked. Alex laughed "Oh yes, don't be fooled she knows every thing and all the gossip, trust me!" he replied. They walked in silence for a while until Alex stopped "You are going to staying?" he asked. Max turned to Alex "I love you Alex, plain and simple. Why the question?" he asked back at him. Alex shrugged "Reassurance you won't go running off" he replied quietly, "Now you know everything". "I am in awe of you Alex that goes without saying. But I want to be with you no matter what" Max assured him. Alex smiled in relief "We should get you ready to meet my father" he said. "The king?" Max asked like a stupid question that he already knew the answer to. "All you need to do is be you Max" Alex replied then stopped facing him, "And you stay with me". Max looked at him "I have a feeling saying no to you is not going to be an option" he replied flashing Alex a sexy smile. Alex kissed him again "Anyway I kind of promised in bed to stay here forever" Max reminded him. Their walk back to Alex's apartments was met with Liam arriving back. Max sat in the lounge and cancelled his flight back to London the following afternoon, staring at the cancellation notice of his flight he couldn't help thinking that every action was severing the life he knew and comfortable with. He never imagined that the impulsive decision to chase Alex down would end this way and building a new life here in the palace and Monrovia, but then what did he expect? He had no idea when he would be going home now, he sent a text to David his boss telling him he was taking an extended holiday, then he called his parents to explain he won't be home for Christmas and left it at that without disclosing anything. His parents knew from the call that their son had made contact with the prince even without saying as such. Liam was watching Max from the dressing room and Alex was watching Liam. "What's the matter?" Alex asked looking concerned at Liam's expression. "Hmm, nothing Alex" Liam replied walking over to him, "Is Max staying?" he asked. "I guess so unless my parents say otherwise" Alex replied, "He is finding it hard I think". Liam smiled "Stop worrying Alex. Artem and I will help him find his feet" he said assuring him. Alex walked in to lounge "It is done" Max said, "My parents understand and I have promised to call them". Alex sat next and kissed him "We can go to London for new year" he suggested. Max looked at him "Really?" he asked and Alex nodded, "Thank you Alex" he said kissing him. Artem appeared with a footman who was carrying several boxes wrapped with green ribbon, they both bowed addressing Alex and Artem then instructed the footman to put the boxes in the dressing room. "What on earth is all that?" Alex asked curiously watching the footman. "Josh sent these over for Max" Artem said handing Max a hand written card from Josh. Max read it aloud "Thought you might need some clothes as well. Love Josh". Alex sat back smiling "Love Josh" he sniggered, "Ooh Josh I love you" he mocked. "Can't help being adorable can I?" Max replied sitting back grinning. Alex walked over to the window "Snowing again" he said, "It is time" he said turning to Max. Opening the doors to his apartment two footmen were walking towards them 'Your royal highness' they both said and bowed, one took position in front and the other behind accompanying Alex and Max to the formal lounge. Alex kissed Max reminding him to be himself and remember the most important thing was to refer to him as Prince Alexander not Alex in front of his parents for the moment. He backed off as they approached the doors. The footman on duty nodded and opened the door 'Your majesty Mr Max Westwood-Lymm' he said announcing Max to the king then bowed and returned nodding again. Max glanced over at Alex who smiled for reassurance and nodded for him to enter, his head going over the protocol he needed to follow as he stepped inside. Instantly Max's breath was taken away, the formal lounge looked and felt incredibly cosy with a fireplace adorned with a huge Christmas garland. The cream almost white walls and gold gilded coving and chandelier all gave an appearance of royal opulence and elegance. The cream sofa and red velvet high baked chairs added a contrasting colour and luxurious appeal. His eyes fixed forward stepping towards the fireplace where he stopped. "Your majesty" he said to the king then bowed. "Welcome Mr Westwood-Lymm" the king said waving his hand to where he should sit "Please sit". The king waited until the footman left closing the door "Finally. Mauritius Max?" he asked. Max nodded "I am your majesty" he replied nervously wondering where this was going. The king smiled "Relax Max I am not here to put a spanner in the works" he said. "Thank you your majesty" Max replied bowing his head again even though he was seated. The king tapped his chin "What happened in London?" he asked straight out. Max nervously shook his head "I was taken back, scared when I found out about Prince Alexander". "And now?" the king asked looking at him. "I see he is still the person I fell in love with" Max said trying to be calm. The king studied him in silence for a moment "You will not run from him again?" he asked. Max lowered his head "I made a mistake and it took my parents to tell me that. And no I won't". The king nodded "I am putting a lot of trust in you Max, you would be good for my son". "Thank you your majesty" Max replied sincerely and the king smiled and leaned forward. "I need you committed to Prince Alexander, support him morally, be by his side" he added seriously. Max nodded "And you need to stop being so nervous now" the kind added with a smile. "Sorry" Max replied feeling a little more relaxed, "I am in well over my head" he joked. The king laughed "We all are Max, this is no walk in the park being royal even for us". The king stood up "I will smooth the way for you as much as I can Max" he said as the doors opened. Max looked around "Err... How do I leave a room?" he asked looking confused. "I will walk you to the door" the king said chuckling, "You will stay for Christmas?" he asked. "Well Alex, I mean Prince Alexander has asked me to stay" Max replied cautiously. The king smiled "If I know my son he has already moved you in permanently" he added looking at Max. "I think he has your majesty" Max replied, "But I will not outstay my invitation here". "Nonsense Max, if you are to be with Prince Alexander then this will be your home" the king said. "Thank you your majesty" Max said kindly, "Oh and great portrait of the queen" he said stumbling his words. The king looked at him and stopped walking "Really?" he asked, "Do you have an interest in art?". "I majored in art, post modern and historical masters" Max explained to the king who smiled. "Do you paint?" the king asked looking pleasantly surprised by this revelation. Max grinned "Well I can paint but not to your extent your majesty" he replied. The king laughed "Max that portrait took me a year to get right, you try getting the queen to sit still". Max laughed "That is why I only draw landscapes" he said to the kings amusement. "Max you are welcome to stay for as long as you like" the king said smiling. Reaching the door Max turned and bowed "Thank you your majesty" he said backing out. The footmen were waiting outside with Alex to accompany Max where he was advised his meeting with the king and queen would be at midday then lunch with the entire royal family at 1pm. The dowager queen appeared and dismissed the footmen instantly. Alex waved good bye to Max laughing as his grand mother whisked Max off on his portrait history lesson, Alex reminding her that Max was meeting the king and queen at 1pm. Max was surprised to learn how things had progressed so quickly in one day after the dowager queen informed him that it usually takes several weeks for all this to happen. They spent half an hour doing a whistle stop tour of past monarchs portraits explaining about each one and when they reigned. The dowager queen was suitably impressed by Max and his knowledge of art for such a young man even the various other paintings on their return to the royal residence he could tell her who the artist was. Alex was was sat on the floor casually chatting to Tom who was on duty, he smiled seeing them appear and Tom held his hand out helping Alex to his feet. Max bowed to the dowager queen thanking her for her time, she told him not to be nervous and that she would attend in a short while for some moral support as she left them. "My parents are inside" Alex said checking his watch noticing Max looked anxious but less nervous now. "I hope your mother approves of me" Max replied trying to make it sound light hearted. Alex smiled "Listen my grand mother likes you and she is the harder one to crack". "Good luck!" Tom said quietly giving Max another cheeky wink. Alex stood in front of Tom "Stop flirting with my man!" he said watching Tom holding himself together. "He is going to giggle" Alex said tormenting Tom who stood up straight looking at Max. "Stop it!" Tom said trying to ignore Alex, "Are you ready?" he asked and Alex nodded. Tom opened the doors to the formal lounge precisely at midday announcing Max to the king and queen then standing aside he beckoned Max to enter and watched him as he walked in and followed protocol accurately. "Don't worry Max these are will be quick meetings" the king said as they sat down. The queen leaned forward "Prince Alexander talks of you. What are your intentions?" she asked. "I... I love him" Max replied looking unsure if that is what she wanted to know. The queen nodded "I see" she replied looking at Max, "I know Prince Alexander is in love with you". Max half smiled "And what of him being a prince?" the queen now asked catching him by surprise. "Oh!" Max said, "Please understand it was a shock finding out who he is your majesty". "A pleasant one?" the queen asked assessing. Max shook his head "I didn't know what to make of it, I only knew him as Alex" he replied honestly. Tom entered again "Your Majesties, Her Majesty The Dowager Queen Beatrice" he announced bowing. Max watched the king and queen stand and Max knew he was suppose to do the same and quickly got to his feet banging his knee on the table then noticing the queen smile discreetly. Max waited until the king and queen had addressed the dowager queen then followed them. "Please sit back down" the dowager queen insisted then took a seat next to Max patting his knee. The king acknowledged what he saw "Am I to guess you have already met Mr Westwood-Lymm?". "Yes I have" the dowager queen replied, "Such a fine young man" she added. "Do you understand what being with Prince Alexander entails?" the queen asked getting back on track. "No your majesty" Max replied honestly, "Haven't got a clue what I am doing". "I will take responsibility for Mr Westwood-Lymm" the dowager queen now said. The king and queen looked at her and they both nodded "He is a match for Alex" she told them straight out. The queen looked at her husband "I have no objections, this must proceed" she said. "Very well I will convene the council" the king replied standing up with the queen. Max and the dowager queen stood "We will see Prince Alexander and yourself formally at 3pm" the queen said. The king stood and walked towards the fireplace "In the meantime lunch at 1pm Max" the queen added. "Thank you for showing me such generous hospitality your majesties" Max replied bowing. Max watched the king pull a chord next to the fireplace and Tom the footman appeared, Max followed protocol and was accompanied out of the formal lounge, Alex was waiting there patiently and could already hear his parents and grand mother talking. "Well?" Alex asked, "What happened, how did it go?" he spoke quickly desperate to know. Max looked at him "Dam that was surreal!" he said still stunned. "Yes but what did they say are we meeting them later?" Alex asked impatiently. "Well lunch as you know then you and I are to meet them at 3pm" Max replied. Alex jumped forward and kissed him "That is brilliant, still a few hurdles to go" he said. Max smiled "The dowager queen said she would vouch and take responsibility for me" he added. "Wow!" Alex replied looking shocked, "Max that is so significant" he exclaimed excitedly. Elias appeared replacing Tom "Are you finished for the day?" Alex asked looking at him. Tom bowed "Your highness, yes I have six hours free then on duty for the royal ball" he replied. "Okay Alex said, listen at 2pm do you want to take Max and show him the gym and pool?" he asked. "Wait you have a gym and a pool?" Max asked looking shocked as they walked off together. "Yes" Alex replied like it was normal, "How else do you think we all keep fit!" he said laughing. "I will collect you at 2pm from the prince's private quarters" Tom informed Max who nodded. Alex stood in front of Tom "And keep your hands off, he is mine!" he said in a hushed tone. Tom chuckled "Prince Alexander" he said with a stilly seductive voice, "One day... you and I". Max stifled a laugh "Don't worry I will get you as well!" Tom said bowing "Your royal highness". "I will be quick" Alex said to Max, "I have to meet with my parents at 2pm, my formal request" he explained. Max nodded and Tom slipped inside the passageway by the grand staircase and was gone. Alex and Max laughed chatting away as they went upstairs and along the corridor to the west wing and the private quarters. "Hopefully we won't have to do this for long" Alex said closing the doors. Max looked curiously at him "Do what?" he asked intrigued by his comment. "Hide away up here" Alex replied, "If all goes well we will be able to use the family rooms not be cooped up here". "I wouldn't call this being cooped up Alex!" Max said laughing, "You mean the rooms downstairs?" he asked. "Yes" Alex replied standing closer to Max, "Now kiss me you sexy fucker!" he said grinning. Max smirked "I can kiss and do you in 20 minutes" he replied grabbing Alex and pulling him close. "I bet" Alex said giggling away, "We have lunch though with the entire family". Max kissed then held Alex in his arms "Look what you have reduced me to Alex" he said happily. Alex leaned back staring at him "You stole my heart on the beach! That selfie you took...". "I think it said it all" Max replied before Alex could finish, "I saw you it in your eyes". Gently he kissed Alex again and it was becoming evident to them both how seriously and deeply they had fallen for each other. Not only did they see it but also the king and queen saw a magic between them over lunch, despite Max still looking anxious in their presence and forgetting to refer to Alex and Prince Alexander a few times. It took a while before Max really began to relax and conversation flowed where his life was being explored by the king and queen finding out as much as possible. Princess Marie and her husband had joined them for lunch and she was firing questions at Max as well. In her late thirties Princess Marie the youngest child of the dowager queen was the spitting image of her mother. Being a six year age difference between the king and princess they almost grew up in different worlds, in twist of fate Alex was a chip off her block and slightly rebellious at the whole royal charade for many years culminating in her relationship with Drew her protection officer at the time. A couple of years older than the princess he was a stunning looking man at the prime of physical fitness. The more Alex got to know Drew the more he understood how his auntie had at the young age of 24 fallen head over heels in love with him, in fact just like Liam, Drew was devoted to her service and still remained so to this day even in marriage. Knowing all the details now from his conversation with his father at Greenacres he could see the similar pattern that was evolving between Liam and himself. Everything that had happened with Liam in the last couple of days made things appear so clearly, Liam was protecting the prince from falling in to the same type of relationship even though it was now his protection officer who was scared of what was happening. Lunch was going so quickly with Max under the spotlight, even Alden sat there enjoying the show and offering the occasional ribbing of Max and eventually telling him he was way to good for his brother. Not being quite sure what to expect at lunch, Max was surprised how really ordinary the food was and how ordinary they acted as a family all together in private. Maybe it wasn't going to be that daunting he thought to himself and was certainly being made to feel very welcome by the entire family. The one thing Max had not counted on was how busy he was being with hardly any time to really stop and think about everything going on, every time he passed a window Max would look out at the snow covered grounds that stretched of to the distance. Whilst it was a far cry from the view he was use to it gave him a satisfaction and sensibility about his decision. "Penny for your thoughts?" Alex asked coming up behind Max making him jump slightly. Max kissed him on the cheek "Waiting for you" he replied as Alex put his arms around him. "How as your tour with Tom?" Alex asked, "Did he try it on with you?" he giggled. "No" Max replied glancing at Alex, "How did it go with your parents?" he asked. "Fine, they asked if this was what I really wanted" Alex replied, "Are you definitely sure Max?". Max nodded "Yes Alex" he replied, "I feel like... Silly really, like you is who I was waiting for". Alex smiled and turned Max around "My family like you Max and my father is making this happen". Max watched a footman walk past "I am scared, not of being with you but everything around you". "I get it Max" Alex said holding his hands, "If I am honest I don't know what the royal part holds". Max looked confusingly at him "I will find work here in Victoria, maybe work for Josh" he said. Alex laughed "No way am I leaving you and him alone together!" he exclaimed adamantly with a huge grin. "Either way I have to find somewhere to live and work here if that is what you want" Max said. Alex nodded "You will live here with me" he said making sure Max understood that. Max chuckled "I could get a job as a footman, working along side Tom" he suggested. Alex laughed "And how would that work when you are suppose to attend engagements with me?". "All in good time Max. Let's get through this bit first" Alex said kissing him. Alex checked his phone and suggested they get changed for afternoon tea, they climbed the semi circular staircase and Max confident now he knew the way took Alex's hand and lead him to the west wing of the palace and Alex's private quarters. Artem had hung the exquisite tuxedo Josh had sent over for Max and he was busy admiring it when Artem breezed in and ran through the shirts for Alex until he chose one then helped him dress. Max sat there giggling away finding this all amusing and quite surreal. Artem glanced at him "Don't worry you are next Max" he said winking at him. "Not likely, I can dress myself thank you" Max said opening the boxes from Josh. Artem came over and slapped his hand away "Not on my watch you don't, toe the line Max or else!". Alex was laughing so hard as Max sat there like a naughty child "Stand up" Artem demanded to Max. It was like a comedy show that Alex sat down and watched laughing continuously, each time Max went to unfasten a button Artem would slap his hand away. When he had unfastened Max did them back up again, the game went on until they almost had each other on the floor in a play fight. "Stop it" Artem said sitting on the floor sulking, "Do it yourself then" he said giving up. Max stood up straight "Sorry Artem, come on then" he said looking apologetically. "If you start again I will get Liam in here to hold you down!" Artem warned. "Seriously!" Max replied, "Now I will play you up" he said grinning stupidly. Artem rolled his eyes "Everybody loves Liam, everybody wants to touch Liam" he said jokingly, "blah! blah! blah!". Max smirked "Man you are jealous. Have you been there then?" he asked to which Artem rolled his eyes again. Alex stopped laughing "He is as straight as they come Max" he said standing up. Both dressed with ten minutes to spare Alex looked Max up and down and nodded then kissed him lovingly trying to reassure him that he looked fine. As they exited the apartment two footmen stood there waiting, bowing their heads 'Your royal highness, sir' they both said then the elder to the two spoke 'The King and Queen have insisted protocol is followed' he said. Liam came out of his door in his protection uniform and stood behind Alex. They followed the footmen until they reached the family room where two footmen stood on guard at the doors. The elder footman stopped 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander and guest have an audience with their Majesties the King and Queen on Monrovia' he said clearly. Hearing those words was enough to bring Max's nerves back until Alex took his hand and squeezed it lightly. Liam sensing Max's nerves stepped forward 'Don't worry Max this meeting has to follow protocol' he said hoping it would go some way to reassure him. One of the footman at the door had disappeared inside and returned 'Their Majesties The King and Queen of Monrovia will see His Royal Highness and guest' he said as both doors were opened. The two footmen stepped aside bowing their head and holding position until Alex and Max had walked past them in to the formal lounge. Alex stepped forward 'Your Majesties' he said bowing his head then raising it he stepped forward and kissed his mother and father on both cheeks. The king nodded and Liam was about to instruct Max but he took a breath and confidently stepped forward 'Your majesties' he said nervously first bowing to the king then the queen. Liam stepped to Max's side 'Your majesties' he said bowing his head then backed out of the room. The king invited them all to sit down and they just managed to to get comfortable when the doors opened again 'Her Majesty the Dowager Queen Beatrice' the footman announced as she came bustling in to the room. Everyone stood as the dowager queen approached and kissed her son and daughter-in law on the cheek. Max noticed that the dowager queen didn't curtsy or address them, then he remembered Liam mentioning on their walk that the dowager queen was a majesty and equal in stature but not rights. Alex then addressed the dowager queen and bowed then Max followed suit. "Max how lovely to see you again" she said, "Are they giving you a good grilling?" she asked. "Never mind sit next to me Max" the dowager queen said taking her seat on the sofa. "Where are we up to?" she asked, "What did I miss?" she was throwing questions looking at them all. "Granny calm down" Alex said patting her hand, "We have only just arrived". The king chuckled as a butler appeared serving afternoon tea for them all. Max felt slightly more awkward this time yet at the same time it had a feeling of being a very informal type of meeting. Glancing at Alex he noticed how relaxed he appeared and not worried in the slightest. The door opened at the footman announced 'Her Royal Highness Princess Marie Duchess of Victoria and His Lordship The Duke of Victoria' he said bowing his head as they walked past entering the room. Again everyone stood and Max watched Alex so he was sure what he needed to do when introduced again. It was strange watching this as Princess Marie curtsied to Alex then he bowed to her, her husband who he now realised held no actual royal title. He was still a Duke holding a privileged title which meant Max had to bow his head and refer to him as sir as instructed by the dowager queen who seemed to be loving her new new role as Max's mentor. The queen waited until the butler left "And what of your family?" the queen now asked. "Well they know where I am" Max replied, "But not what I am doing here your majesty". The queen smiled "You must make yourself at home Max especially over Christmas" she said. Max nodded "Your majesty, may I take the prince to London for new year?" he suddenly asked. The queen laughed "Do you think Alex can just hop on a plane?" she asked shaking her head. "Sorry" Max replied, "I keep forgetting it is not that easy" he said glancing at Alex and looking a little sad. The queen studied him for a moment "I don't see why not, that is if it can be arranged in time". "Your majesty, would Alex... I mean Prince Alexander be allowed to stay at my home?" Max asked. "We will discuss with council" the king replied, "And yes you must introduce Alex to your family". The next hour saw the royal formality dropped and a very casual afternoon tea talking about Max and his life. Just before 4pm the king stood and said he would see Max at the gala ball that evening. Alex stood and bowed and Max followed his lead and left the formal lounge. "Well?" the queen asked as they walked back to their royal apartments. The king stopped "You realise Alex is head over heels in love with him and won't settle for anything else" he said. The queen nodded "Then you need to make sure this happens" she replied, "I like him, nervous as hell though". The king smiled and they carried on walking "The governor is already on side" he informed her. "Good, I can't believe he won the dowager queen over so quickly" the queen added. The king chuckled "But then Alex is a chip off her block in many ways so it makes sense" the queen said. All the members of the royal chamber council were attending the ball that evening and the king sent word summoning them all to attend 30 minutes early to discuss Prince Alexander and Max.

February 20th, 2017 was the last time I took a load. That evening, a cute tattooed twink I met off Grindr came over to my place. He had tattoos on his chest, arms and legs, as well as gauges in his ears and a few piercings on his nose and lip (I love those bad boys). The cutie took off his pants and underwear and laid on my bed. I knelt down between his legs, grabbed his thick cock, and jacked it while I sucked the glans and shaft. I took my time twirling my tongue around the head and tickling the pisshole. He got rock hard once I engulfed his entire cock and deepthroated it, then proceeded to shove my face flush against his crotch while he thrusted his hips upwards, jabbing the back of my throat. After this, he turned over on all fours and put his ass in my face. I parted his buttcheeks and was in awe at how firm and smooth his ass was. Even in the dimly lit room, I could tell his hole was a light red color. I stuck my tongue to it and got a good taste and feel of his asshole. I ran my tongue up and down his crack, getting his taint sloppy and back over his hole again, flicking my tongue on it repeatedly. Tried to finger him, but he was really tight. It was my turn to get fucked, so we switched spots and I bared my ass and hunkered down on the bed. He put lube on his cock and my hole. We had a condom, but I wanted to take it raw this time. He slid it in bareback. I exclaimed, "Fuck, that feels so good", as I hadn't been penetrated in awhile before that. He gently rocked his hips back and forth, letting my hole feel that dick, then sped up and pounded me as hard as I ever had felt. I had to muffle my screams in a pillow. He had the hottest moans as he was fucking me. I was saying, "You're so sexy" and "You're so good" as he was wrecking my ass. He laid back on his back afterward and I sat down on his dick, holding onto his thighs as he thrusted upward, drilling my hole. That force was so amazing. To finish it off. I laid on my back with my legs over his shoulders and he re-entered me, holding onto my thighs. He thrusted so damn hard that my cock grew rock hard like never before. The sound of our skin clapping together got louder and louder the harder he fucked me. I didn't think I was going to be able to handle such a pounding, but I pulled him closer to get him all the way inside me. I reached up and rubbed my fingers in his armpits and twiddled his pierced nipples as he lay over me, humping me hard. More dirty phrases like "You're so hot", "Oh yeah" and "Pound that ass" were said during this moment. Lastly, he got over top of me, pinned me down, and gave me his last few hard thrusts, then squealed and blew his hot load deep inside my rectum. I felt the warmth of it seeping in me. As he got out of me, my hole was so sore and my legs were shaky. Couldn't walk straight for 2-3 days, but fuck it was worth the pounding and having his seed inside me.

. Following on from my last post on page 1116, all my stories shared out here are 100% true, and if any guys are in the limmasol area and want to meet you should get in touch as a "review" from a meet on here would be amazing... after a couple of weeks back in the UK I have returned to Cyprus, for personal reasons i had no meets in the UK, so now back in limmasol i was keen to get in touch with some old contacts, dave, Peter and Sammy have all fizzled out so it occurred to me that I could do with a new regular. I decided to try a bold mive and make a new grinder account, same info and pics but now my list of blocked members was gone. Very quickly i got a message from a guy, he sent some pics of a big thick cock and asked a couple of questions, the only issue was guys message was all in Greek, i reply asking if he speaks English and he says not really (in Greek) he sends me nore oics including one of him barebacking a guy who's bent over a bed. I feel my cock Twitch as i look at that poor stretched hole, imagining it were mine, i open Google translate and start translating his messages to English to understand, then writing back to him in Greek. I explain that i can't speak Greek and that I'm using a translator so I wouldn't be able to talk much in person, he replies that is fine as he doesn't want to talk to me he just wants to cum in me. I agree to meet him and he sends his address, he asks me to get to his on just over an hour, it's perhaps a 5 min drive or a 20 min walk, as it's a clear evening I decided to walk and have a drink near his first then get a taxi back. so i get sorted and head out. I stop off at a bar called rumours and order a drink. As I'm drinking he messages me delaying the meet by 30 mins, that means i now have nearly an hour to kill and I'm just a few minutes walk from his, I reply saying OK and go back to my drink. I get a message again a couple of mins later that i assume is him but turns out to be another guy, he's close by and says he can accom and do i want a quick fuck, i ask for pics and he sends me a cock pic only and says he has lube and condoms ready. At this point in wondering if the first guy is gonna flake on me so i message this second guy and say I'm free now but short on time as I'm meeting a mate in an hour, he assures me he will be done by then. I finished my drink and head over to the address given, the original guy has stopped replying so I assume he's gone for good lucky this 'plan b' appeared really. As i walk into the guys apartment he is very friendly, a bit camp and flamboyant too but decent looking, mid 30s wearing just a dressing gown, his English is good although he is Cypriot. He invites me to the bedroom where he drops his gown and reveals his already hard cock, he asks if I'm gonna suck him and i say if course and quickly get on my knees, he's freshly showered and tastes like soap and very soon his cock is sliding in and out of my throat as i look up at him, I'm still fully dressed at the moment and he suggests i take my clothes off and join him naked, i do as requested and he seems to approve, by now his cock is about 8 inches and a decent girth, but a bad starting point after a few weeks without a fuck, I resume sucking and he tells me that his boyfriend will be back soon and they are not in an open relationship so i need to be gone before he gets back. I tell him that's fine and down to him really, I pick up the pace sucking him and he starts to moan, commenting on my cock sucking skills and gently thrusting forward to get his cock deeper. He reaches for condoms and asks if I want to get fucked, I say yes and he smiles, telling me to bend over on the bed, he's about to open the condom when he asks "do you ever fuck without?" i think of all the bare cock I've taken out here then reply "occasionally" and he asks if I would consider letting him bareback me. I pretend to think about it for a few seconds then say "yeah I suppose so" not wanting to seem too keen, he chucks the Condom across the room and grabs lube, he pours some over my hole and slowly slides 1, then 2 fingers into my ass, "mmmm fuck this is tight" he comments before lining up the head of his shaft and starting to push his bare cock in me. He's very gentle and takes things slow which is kind of a good thing, he starts to increase pace and depth until all 8 inches is up my hole and I can feel his balls brushing against me, he doesn't say much, he just pumps again and again, I sniff my poppers and closr my eyes just enjoying the feeling of being used, feeling my ass stretch for this guy who is going to unload in me and throw me out before his boyfriend catches us, my mind gets carried away and I wonder what would happen if we got caught, would it be like in porn when they all end up together or would i be in the middle of an awkward domestic? My thoughts are interrupted when he asks if he can cum in me, i dont reply and instead leave him to make that decision himself, he seems to take my none response to mean yes and goes right ahead, he stops thrusting as his cum spills outta his cock and into my guts, he gives me a soft pat on the ass as he pulls out and says thanks before checking his phone. "boyfriend is going to be here soon, you gotta go" he says. This works out well for me as i dont like small talk anyway so I get my clothes on, say goodbye and leave. I check the time and the whole meet lasted about 30 mins i also hace a message from my Greek guy saying he's free and am I still coming. I wasn't expecting to hear from him again and I'm not sure what to do now,i told him he was going to be my first fuck in 3 weeks and now I'm literally leaking another guys cum, i writea message in Google translate explaining that ibhad literally just met someone who had ended up cumming inside me and maybe we should reschedule, his reply shocked me though "you little slut, get here now" His apartment wasn't far from the one I just left so i replied saying I would be 5 minutes, he face me the address and told me to let myself in. I reminded him that o dont actually speak Greek but he never replied, so 5 mins later I'm walking through the open front door of a guys house, he knows I'm full of cum and we can't communicate, i feel a bit uneasy but also incredibly turned on. He hears be close the door and simply shouts "here" from what i soon find out is the living room. He's naked on the sofa,phone in one hand, the ither playing with that big cock of his, I estimate he's about 40,Greek/Cypriot, his chest is covered in thick hair and he has a well trimmed beard. he gestures me to come and take over and says "clothes off first" so fit the second time in ab hour I undress in a strange apartment before getting on my knees and sucking a strange cock. He is much more assertive than the last guy, he oushes my head down and his cock into my throat causing me to gag and choke, he doesn't speak to me at all, just keeps playing with his phone while fucking my face, he eventually laughs at the phone and puts it down, sitting forward and forcing my legs apart, he shoves 2 fingers inside me and pulls them out with cum on, he wipes the fingers on my arm and says "you slut yes" i kinda just nod with his cock still in my mouth, he jumps up and points to the sofa, I'm not sure what he wants so he man handles me into position, knees on the floor bent over the sofa with my face shoved into a pillow. He gets behind me and says something in Greek, he spits on his hand and puts fingers in my ass again and then I feel him move up toward me. His cock is very hard, most cocks at least feel a bit squishy/fleshy, as this one was pushed past my sphincter it felt like a metal rod going up me, he didn't take it slow, more just slowly inserted his full length straight into new balls deep, he was definitely bigger than the last guy and it hurt a little bit, he slid his cock back out before pushing in again, these long slow thrusts continued for a while until his whole cock slipped from my stretched hole, he quickly pushed back in and this time changed to much quicker thrusts, fucking me deeply in my ass and talking in Greek, i didn't respond and instead just stayed there bent over allowing him to use me, he got faster and faster until eventually I felt his whole body tense up, he dumped a huge load of spunk inside me, it started to drip out as soon as his removed his hard dick from my hole. He helped me up and passed he my t-shirt "goodbye my friend" he said as he walked into a different room. I took this as my hint to leave so I got dressed and let myself out. A quick time check told me that i had been fucked and cum inside twice in just over an hour, i decided to get a Taxi home, happy with my first dive back into my role as a sub cum dump in Cyprus

Wow,am amazed at the diverse answers to this question!It seems we experience many different thing during sex....personally my mind goes pretty blank and get totally absorbed in the physical side of sex.Guess I get lost in that "zone" pretty easily and I like that.:)But to each his own!

I wish you were my colleague!

Yesterday afternoon. Visited a stud in his hotel. Vascular, defined man, veins and muscles bulging out all over the place. Hammered my ass then shot a long stream of cum deep inside me. Groaning and collapsing. Kinda risky, since I've been off PrEP for a while...

Chapter 7 Dad had Grant pass him the pipe and torch. As he turned to me, I lifted myself up into a seated position. He lit the pipe before putting it to my mouth and said, "You guys wanna watch me get my son high again?" "How high you wanna get your boy?" It was the new guy with the massive cock. "Doesnt take much. This being his first night of partying and all." Dad pulled the pipe from my mouth and I held the hit before letting it go. "Damn that is a fucked up thing for a dad to do to his son." "Yeah? Is that why your cock is that hard?" Dad gave me another hit. "Fuck yeah. I want to see you tear apart your sons innocence." "Yeah? You want me to corrupt him more and more with every hit?" What was I hearing? Was dad just playing along or did he mean this? Was he playing a monster or was he actually one? As I let go of the second hit, I only cared that these men in the room were all hot and they were looking at and talking about me. I didnt care how fucked up this was. I cared that I was getting the attention from hot guys I only thought I would ever be able to fantasize about. Dad gave me one last hit from the pipe. "Fuck yeah and I wanna watch and maybe even join." At that last word, dad turned to him. "Whats your name? Im Paul and my son is Cooper." As if on cue, I let out a huge cloud and waved at him. "Luke. What about you guys?" "Grant." "Dominic." "Good to meet all of you.It turns out we all had a purpose tonight in coming here. We are all going to be part of my sons experience of losing his virginity. Isnt that right son?" "Dad?" Something in my head was forcing itself to be spoken. "Yeah son?" He looked genuinely concerned. "Isnt this incest? Are we committing incest?" I was on the bed on my back and stroking my hard and throbbing cock as I asked. Even as I said it I wasnt sure what I was seeking in an answer. The word came to mind as something I had heard before as criminal and so wrong that it was done by people who were messed up in some way. But in this room with these guys, saying the word aloud made that [banned word] very real. And extremely hot. "Yes son. This is incest because we are related by blood. I made you son. So yes. If that means you want to stop, I understand. Maybe its too much too soon for you." I didnt really understand what dad was saying. Was he giving me an out because he wanted an out? The sensation in my cock was so strong it was incredibly distracting. "Dad no. I want that." There was a shift in the three men watching this interaction and witnessing what was the most intimate conversation I had ever had with dad. Almost like their breathing sped up slightly. "What do you want son?" My mind raced a little. My cock was throbbing in my hand and I wanted to give dad the answer he wanted to hear. I know what I would have said in any other situation on any other day. But the last three hits from the pipe changed that. "I want you dad. Incest. I know its twisted and I never thought about this before tonight but I want you dad. Do you want me dad?" I paused and took a quick glance at the other three men. "Do you want your son? Do you want to molest your son?" I noticed now looking at dad and seeing the other men in my peripheral vision in this small room that all of us were stroking our cocks. I looked up to dads face and his expression was a mix of so many others that I had seen tonight. There was that lust and something conflicted and yet also something maybe even sinister. But there was also what I realized later was deep love. I also couldnt help noticing that his cock was leaking. "Oh yes son. It is twisted". He bent down to kiss me again and I could feel his weight shift on top of me again. "That might be why I want it" he said as he pulled out of the kiss. That was for our audience. I knew that because he put his mouth to my ear and whispered everything right after very softly: "I love you so much son and I want to make love to you. I want to show you how much I love you Coop." I tightened my arms and legs around him and moaned into another kiss, our mouths opening as much as was possible. I could hear the guys saying something to each other or groaning at the sight of us. Finally dad pulled up and whispered into my ear, "You can bet your dad is about to molest you son." My eyes shot open again hearing that and I almost came. Somehow we were both getting off on how fucked up this all was. Instead of turning away from it, we were wanting it more. Dad lifted himself back up to a sitting position. "How are you feeling son? You want another hit from the pipe?" "Ok." Grant handed dad the pipe and torch again and the guys watched as dad and I both took two more hits. I didnt know what flying was before that night but I knew dad was getting me there now. I was tingling everywhere and any touch that was pleasurable before was a hundred times more so now. And it made my brain focused on seeking that pleasure as its only goal. Dad passed the pipe and torch back to Grant and said, "Now you guys just go ahead and pass this around. We shouldnt be the only ones partying." There was no argument there as they began to take hits and then pass it around. Dad turned back to me and lifted my legs placing them on his shoulders. He crouched down first and I felt his tongue at my hole again, the sensation as electric as the first time. My back arched as I moaned out "Daaaaaaad yes." The men reacted and when I turned to look at them I could see how horny they were watching us and anticipating while getting themselves high too. Dad didnt spend as much time eating my hole as he did before. He propped himself back up and held my legs up against him. "You ready son?" He didnt have to say for what. I nodded. "You guys ready? We are all about to cross a line. Are you all ok watching me take the virginity of my teenage son?" I looked at the guys and I could see how getting high was hitting them. I noticed Dominic's eyes widen when dad said I was a teenager as he was hitting the pipe. His long cock flexed up and I noticed a thread of precum beginning to go from his head down towards the floor. What turned my attention back to dad was the feeling of thick flesh at my hole. I knew he was big but I could feel how massive dads cock was and how small and tight my hole was. "Deep breaths ok?" I nodded. I wanted this but I was still nervous. I began to feel some pressure that became more insistent. I just looked in dads eyes and tried to focus on my breathing. He began pushing even harder but my hole was a fortress. Dad pulled back and then tried again. What if this couldnt happen? What if we couldnt make it work? Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Luke crouch down. It caught dads attention too and he stopped pushing again as his concentration broke. We both looked over. At first it looked like he was retying his shoes but when he stood back up he had a small bottle in his hand that had been clipped to his shoelace. He showed it to my dad and me but I had no idea what it was. Dad seemed to know though. "Aw fuck yeah nice." Luke didnt hand the bottle to dad though. He came over right to the bedside and kneeled on the floor so he was more level with me. He shook the bottle and looked up at dad. "You want me to?" Dad just nodded. Luke turned to me. "Prop yourself up a little bit." I did as he told and put myself on my elbows. "Good. Now Im going to put this up to your nose and I want you to inhale as long as I leave it there ok? Then I want you to hold your breath until I say you can let it go." I nodded. I didnt know what this was or why we were doing this now but dad had approved so I went with it. Luke put the bottle up to my nostril and held my other closed. I breathed in the fumes and took a hit that I later found out was much longer than most people would take for their first time. When he took the bottle away he lowered me back down fully and replaced the cap. "Hold it. Keep holding it." And then he came closer to whisper in my ear. "I am getting you even higher and you are going to be craving all our cocks in no time." I looked into his eyes and I saw up close how hot this man was. There was a stinging in my nose. It was an unnatural chemical kind of smell that I suddenly began to feel expand into my lungs. "Now let it go." I breathed out and the effect hit me immediately. Warmth flowed all through my body and I couldnt control my response to it as I writhed around with my hands feeling all over my chest my abs and my cock. Luke wouldnt let me stop there. He pulled me back up even though I was totally unfocused and then placed the bottle at the other nostril. I breathed in again for a big hit. This time near the end of the hit I felt dad reposition himself and the head of his cock was back at my hole. Luke pushed me back down on my back and said again, "Hold it. Don't let it go." He looked up at dad. "I have more stuff in my room that i can get for us too." Dad smiled at Luke but didnt respond. I could feel the hit working through me and I closed my eyes to try to control myself. Luke made me hold this one in longer and opened my eyes and looked to see why he was waiting so long. He finally nodded and the hit had me arching my back as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. And then suddenly without warning the head of dads cock popped inside me. The sensation took me out of my trance as my eyes went wide and I looked up. There was pain and electricity in the feeling of being penetrated for the first time. My hands instinctively pushed at dads knees which straddled my ass. But dad held and didnt move. He didnt pull out or push any further in. "I'm inside you son."

Of course it changed me.One moment I was an 11 year old boy in tee shirt cuttoffs and sneakers riding my bike around the parking lot behind the supermarket.A kindly man is talking to me,admiring my bike and riding skill.I knew nothing about sex or anything.Offerring me a cold soda I accept and we climb up the steps into his camper.less than half an hour later I am stumbling down those same steps having been groomed,courted,seduced stripped and inseminated.He drives away leaving me with his semen swimming around in me,and an education about things learned best just the way he taught me.My body had come alive under his tutelage as tho it knew what it wanted,but my mind took weeks to come to grips with what had happenned.And he gave me five bucks too!:)

Hey guys, I've been travelling a lot lately and haven't gotten around to the next installment. This next one happened while I was travelling for work again. ​ Mount Everest​ I was travelling to a state capitol for a meeting with a state senator and some staff about an issue for a client. Basically, I was coming along for the "explanation" of the bill and why it was necessary. The client and his lobbyist were there for the relationship and to schmooze. I know very little about politics and such, so I didn't really know what all to expect. I flew in with my client and we met the lobbyist - are all lobbyists hot? He was gorgeous - blonde, late 30s, hot body, chiseled looks. No wonder these guys get what they want. They're gorgeous! Anyway, we got to this meeting and it was two staff, the state senator, me, lobbyist(Eric), and my client. The meeting was going fine until they needed to get into the real details of the legislation. We'd already talked background, committee, sponsorship, votes, etc. I was not really engaged during this part of the meeting. Instead, I was looking at the short, thin, cute 20-something staffer named Matt. He was sexy and definitely sporting a hot tight little body under that suit. He was the committee staffer, i.e. the guy who is going to help me write the bill. We get to the details of the bill and the senator breaks out the booze and says, "Matt is great. He knows what I'll do and what I won't with language and content. We should leave them lawyers to their work." He winked at Matt, grabbed a bottle of booze from his desk, poured 6 glasses, and we all had a shot. After that, Matt and I left to go to his office to work while the other guys drank. Matt's office was small, but it had room for a small couch, his desk, a chair and some very messy shelves. Degrees on the wall, corkboard with crap all over it. Imagine that this is the guy that does everything and then you realize why everyone the public sees has such a nice, tidy office. We chatted some about the meeting and then got to work on my draft language. It was a decent sized re-write of a section of law and the first draft was a lot of back and forth over language needs and policy changes. We also joked around some and he took off his jacket and tie and so did I. Every once in a while I'd have to take a call or he would. During one of these times, I stepped out of the office so he could have some privacy. I opened Grindr to see if anyone cute was around. I saw a chest pic of a really thin, wiry, fit body like right next to me. He wasn't on at the moment, but I guessed that it had to be Matt. When Matt and I were working again I was leaning over him at one point and one of the pieces of language made me chuckle. You know, an involuntary chuckle, like when someone says "boob" and you just chuckle. He looked at me and smiled and he chuckled at me. I looked back at him and we held the look for just that second too long and I asked if he was gay. He said yes. I said me too. We smiled and got back to work. It was about 6pm, we got to draft two and this is when we start to really pick at the language choices because policy had already been decided in draft one. Now, it's the real devil in the details - like using "or" or "and". We had a few back and forths and I could tell he was really smart, which turned me on even more. He typed up some language and printed it off, ran out to the printer and came back and when he handed it too me I told him I thought he was really sexy. He looked at me and said, so are you. He turned and closed the door. I stood up and kissed this really sexy smart guy. It was instant chemistry. We were making out hard and clothes were coming off. I was in briefs and he was in boxers. I felt something huge pressed against me and I remember thinking, is that his belt and zipper (duh!). Hands all over each other and he finally groped my cock. I grabbed for his too. I gasped. His cock was huge. It was beer can thick, easily, and it had to be 11" and cut. He smiled and said "like it?" I said "Oh my God. It's the biggest dick I ever felt." It looked like another leg on him. I sat back down on the couch and slid his boxers off. His cock was pointing right at my face. I looked at him and grabbed his cock and started to lick it. It was huge. I remember thinking that I was never going to be able to give him good head, but I was going to try. I started to suck the head and I got about 8" in my throat/mouth before I would totally gag. I couldn't go farther. We tried a few times to deep throat. I was determined. But, he was still moaning as I was sucking his cock. He said I was doing good. He had me stand up and pulled off my briefs. He got on his knees and started sucking my cock. Fuck he was great at giving head. I was moaning and had to put my hand on the couch arm to steady myself. I said I was close and he pulled off. He asked if I wanted to fuck. I looked at him and he said, "I can fuck you or you can fuck me." I said, let's try to have you fuck me. He said ok and grabbed a magnum condom out of his messenger bag, He sat on the couch and started rolling it on. He didn't have lube with him though. This was going to hurt. Just the lube on the condom. Ok, let's try it. I sat down facing away from him and he and I tried putting his cock inside me. At first it wouldn't go at all and then my hole opened up some and he slid in some. I almost cried. I could feel him ripping me. I kept trying. We both did. After 5-10 agonizing minutes, we gave up. I was so disappointed. He said, "Don't worry, this happens." He kissed me and asked if I wanted to fuck him instead. I said I didn't have a condom and he only had magnums with him because guys usually don't have them. So instead we gave each other head until we came. He pulled off and I came on his chest, but I grabbed his ass and swallowed his load. He made out after that and he said it was so hot watching me choke on his cock and cum. We decided to finish the legislation the next day or by email. We knew the client, lobbyist and senator were still drinking or out to dinner/drinks. Instead of joining them, Matt asked me to dinner. We went out and had a nice time. He was really smart and sexy and geeky cute with a lot of indie style. I was all about him. We had a few drinks at dinner and while I wasn't drunk, I was buzzed for sure. He took me around the corner to check in to my hotel and I asked if he wanted another drink. He said sure. He said, I'll meet you in the bar. Apparently, no minibar. I took my stuff upstairs and cleaned up a bit. I was back downstairs in less than 10. He was chatting with other staff/'lobbyists/etc at the bar. Since we were like 4 blocks from the State Capitol building this made a ton of sense. He introduced me to a few people and we sat at a table. We had a good time talking with them, but after a while I grabbed his hand under the table. We held hands and chatted with his friends for another drink. I leaned over and asked him to come upstairs. He smiled at me and we excused ourselves. I said I was tired. Matt said he was going home. They may have believed us. Instead we almost ran to the elevator and went to my room. He was so sexy. I wanted him so bad. We got in the room and our clothes were off and his cock was in my mouth within a minute. I was going to town on his cock after a few minutes and trying hard to get it all the way down my throat. He was moaning and really into it. He wrapped his skinny legs around my shoulders and I licked his balls and ate his ass. His ass was somewhat hairy, but not much and he was so sexy. I buried my tongue in him and tongue fucked him for a while before I went back to his cock. He said, "Get on the bed." I did and he started sucking my cock and feeling my body. He was all over me. Kissing me, nipples, sucking me, rubbing his fingers on my asshole. He asked if I wanted to get my ass eaten. I said yes. He flipped me over and I looked back as he slapped his massive cock on my hole, slide his cock down my crack, and then his body down me until his tongue was at my hole. He started licking and pushing this tongue in me. He would really get me wet and leaking and then he would stop, kiss my ass cheeks, come up my body kiss me, slap his cock on my hole and then slide his cock back along my ass crack and wouldn't stop until his tongue was inside my hole again. He must've done this for 30 minutes. I was leaking pre-cum all over the place. The next time he came up to kiss me and his massive cock was resting in my ass crack, I asked if he wanted to fuck me again. He said, "Fuck yes I do." He turned around and it's now that we realize that he left his messenger bag at the office. He swore and asked if I had any condoms. I said no. I said I was just coming to town for the night I didn't think to bring condoms and lube. I went to the bathroom and said, "W have lotion and I have poppers in my toiletry bag." We laughed that I had poppers, but no condoms and lube. I was embarrassed and blushed. He said, let's just go back to doing what we were doing. I laid on the bed again and looked back at him and his amazing cock and said, "I really want you to fuck me." He said, "I really want to fuck you." I said, "You can if you want.' I spread my legs some, He looked at my ass and said, "We shouldn't." I said, "I know. It's dangerous and you'll probably tear me up but I really want it." He asked if I was negative and about my last tests while he was still standing there, but now rubbing my ass and thighs. I said yes and asked him and he answered the same. I was so turned on and I said, "Please I want to feel what's it's like to have your big cock inside me." He said, "I want to fuck your hot ass so bad." I got up, went to the bathroom, grabbed the hotel lotion, came back to the bed, handed him the lotion and said, "It's your decision." He got between my legs and ate my ass some more. He opened the lotion and lubed my ass and fingered some lube into me. Now the entire room smelled of lotion. He put his cockhead on my hole and pushed. He popped inside me. I grunted and took it. It hurt, but not as much as earlier. I grabbed his hand and said, "Wait." He did and when my hand relaxed on his he pushed some more. We got so where he'd stop pushing when I'd grab his hand tightly. He'd push again when I relaxed my hand. He got about half his cock inside me this way and he started to pull back and made small fucking motions. Even half his cock in me was bigger than anything I'd ever felt. I was so struck by the feeling of openness in my ass that my cock went limp. It was intense. He started to pick up some speed and motion and was sliding in and out of me more. I started to hear moaning and realized that it was me. I was liking the fuck. I was feeling his massive cock in me. After a few minutes, he was really fucking me and I was totally into it. I was pushing my ass back to meet his thrusts. It was awesome. Then he leaned up to kiss me and I was flat on the bed with his cock inside me. I realized as we made out that his balls were touching my ass. He was all the way inside me. I had all of his massive cock in my ass. I moaned into his kiss and pushed back. I said, "All of your cock is inside me. You feel amazing. Fuck me." And fuck me he did. He fucked me senseless. He was hitting something inside me I didn't even know was there. I was in heaven. My cock was hard again. He flipped me over and stood up by the bed and started fucking me on my back. He was really giving it to me. I was jerking off and he was looking at me with such intensity. He said, "I'm close." I said, "Do it. Cum in my ass." He smiled and in a few more thrusts he was groaning loudly and blowing his load in my ass. When he was done cumming, he bent over and kissed me and I was jerking off and I came on his chest and mine. It was incredible sex. We fucked two more times that night and once in the morning. I rode his dick and he fucked me bent over a chair. He fucked me bent over the bathroom counter. We just fucked. There was no more mention of condoms and he came in my ass every time. I blew my loads mostly on my chest or the floor. He swallowed the last one. After sex in the morning he said how much he liked me. I told him how great and sexy he was. We promised to stay in touch and we had to because of the legislation anyway. Today, we still live in different cities but we are good friends. Matt and I visit each other about once a year since the legislation. He never asks if he should use a condom and he always cums inside my ass. It is an awesome cock. When I talk about it with my friends about his cock, I call him "Mount Everest."

I’ve been doing anon pump and dump scenarios periodically over the last 10 years across mostly Canada and occasionally the US as both a top and bottom and I thought that I’d draft a guide document for anyone thinking of organizing it to be a cumdump bottom for the first time. Hope this helps and let me know if I’ve forgotten anything. Checklist of main things to pack (not exhaustive): Change of clothes Lube (I prefer vaseline as the main lubricator- cheap and will keep your hole operational the entire night and in addition, a small sized silicone lube placed on the bed where the top can spot it in low lighting. I prefer small sizes because I’ve had a top be way too excessive with the lube. Totally wasteful and messy) Condoms (obviously not our preference but I’ve found having it explicitly stated as an option in your ad raises your response rate substantially. You can always request them to cum on your hole afterwards or get the load out of the used condom afterwards. I’ve had some hot straight guys that will only do safe. Best not to restrict your options imo) Jockstraps (I bring spares because when one is soaked with cum and cold and clammy it’s a bit uncomfortable) Poppers (make sure the tops dont steal it afterward. I like the european ones that have the evaporation resistant caps so the poppers stay strong and avoids spillage which has happened to me before due to clumsiness and not being able to see) glasses/ contact case and solution (hotel rooms are dry and my eyes dry out after a couple fucks) Blindfold (the first few times I did it I cheated and used a see through blindfold (amazon) because I was scared that something would happen. But now I do it properly using a cheapie I think I got from dollar store - more of an immersive experience and I think the really paranoid discrete ones are more comfortable with a heightened level of anonymity. This is optional for some people depending on their comfort level I think. I don’t recommend going for any kinky mask or gear or hood etc without clearing it with your respondent first. I remember showing up as an anon top to a hotel room and the btm was decked out in gear. I would normally be ok with it but was just surprised and kinda pissed that he didnt at least give me a heads up. Laptop and hdmi cord (if you plan to play porn as an ambience. Personally when topping I’ve found the porn volume to be distracting if too loud and was a little nervous the neighbors would hear. Also you might not want to pull out anything too kinky. Alot of the respondents are straight and/or new to gay sex. They’re delicate - don’t weird em out before you get their load) Water (stay hydrated. Try to avoid eating though and absolutely no coffee unless you want to spend another 45 min douching) Phone charger Anything you need for comfort or to keep you entertained during your downtime when you’re waiting for the next guy Any cosmetic or bathroom items that you might need Duck tape (I use this to keep the door from locking. More sustainable than using the door latch which I’ve found some tops reset) Cap, optional (I like the sporty look.. Plus added bonus of keeping the tops from grabbing your hair if they make you suck their dick) Mouthwash (some guys will surprise you with unexpected kissing and cuddling so best have good breath in preparation for that. I personally love it when blindfolded - really heightens the experience without having the person’s attractiveness bias your state of mind.) Bottle douche or small plastic bottle of water Plastic bag (to put all your gross stuff in when you’re done) Any party drugs that you might use, a cumdump session is a good time for them (I guess kinda controversial but it makes it funner. Dont go overboard as you still want to retain the ability to react if the top starts to do sketchy shit like try and steal from you or be overly rough or something. I’ve never had any major problems like stealing etc. but I’ve had one guy be overly rough with a thick 8 incher - honestly not cool at all even with poppers and makes subsequent fucks less enjoyable and less accessible as the muscles tighten up. Since then it’s something that I keep in mind. Honestly, having a clear mind is much more enjoyable for me in my experience than say getting drunk before doing it. One of the cool things about anon is your heightened sense of awareness as you hear the top open the door, hear his belt buckle and his zip and feeling his body warmth before feeling his cock. It’s fun) Tips: Location is very important - don’t just choose a hotel/motel carelessly. I think tops are more likely to travel to you if it’s close by so pick somewhere densely populated. One time I picked a hotel that was right beside a truck stop rest area and got a good bit of trucker loads. Certain hotels have put in curfews due to covid where you need your room key to enter the front entrance. This sucks but is generally restricted to 3.5/4+ star hotels. A huge chunk of your respondents are discrete and some of them are next level paranoid. I’ve had guys cancel because the room location required that they pass through the lobby as opposed to being accessible from the parking lot. I personally use super 8 or travelodge if the location is ok because of parking lot access, price and I think they are less likely to react if they notice guys showing up . I’ve found the best rates to be on hotwire. I don't think it's a good idea to use your home as an anon pump n dump location. Although you're saving money, I think you risk theft of your possessions and revealing your identity to someone you may know or who may use this information against you. Not worth it. Call ahead (like the morning of) and request early check in. If they have clean rooms most will be ok with it. I’ve gotten in as early as 10 am (normal check in is 3pm) before. The more time you have the more loads you can get. Scheduling has never kinda worked for me. I think a reasonable standard allotment would be a 30 min interval. Most guys cum quick- like 5 min or less. I’ve found that being open about possible overlaps is preferable than having them be surprised. Remember, some of them are delicate - they will flee at the first sign of something not going according to plan. Douching needs to be done exhaustively until the juices run clear. Remember that you’re planning to get fucked for a long time frame so make sure you do it properly. I use a hose attachment that connects to my shower fixture( you can find it on amazon). Unfortunately, most hotels’ shower fixture can’t attach to it so you need a separate bottle douche or if you’re ghetto like me use a bottle of water (thin plastic is easier). Try to watch your diet the day before - keep it minimal and no coffee and no fatty foods. Avoid eating during your cumdump hours Obviously use a throwaway email account. Protect your identity and dont have your name anywhere. If you’re doing this locally, use a different grindr account. The last thing you want to do is hurt your normal hookup chances because the guys in your area now know you’re into anon cumdumping. In fact, it might be better to just head out of town and slut it up where no one knows you or could somehow recognize you. Most guys will be fine but a small set of guys will be troublesome. Occasionally you may come across tops that takes a wayyy too long a time to cum (imo 1hr+ cuz they want to edge and didnt bring it up beforehand is unacceptable), or that try to hang around and watch without asking (yes, very creepy), or that just can’t get it up at all (it happens, no judgement, but sucks from a sex point of view), or that completely ditch the concept of a pump n dump and start doing everything from massages to small talk to whatever (breeding is #1 priority!). This point might be controversial because I think some bottoms might take submissiveness to the extreme and just allow the top to do whatever but I feel like this approach can definitely screw up your plans for the day. The way I approach these scenarios is to be polite but clearly communicate that I’m not comfortable with this or that and if things really cant get back on track, then I suggest that maybe things arent working well today and maybe we should just call it off or take a break or something. Don’t be judgemental or critical - it might not be their fault or they didn’t understand the scenario or something. Be mindful that you are after all in a room alone with a stranger. Be kind but communicate clearly if you’re uncomfortable. Secure your valuables. Ideally the room has a safe. If it doesn’t, might be better to keep your wallet etc in the car than risk the chance of being exposed to theft. Keep any stuff that needs to be in the room hidden to minimize temptation. Just in case Example Ad template: Obviously, your ad is super important. Your goal is to maximize the number of loads you can get and you want to communicate your expectations as clearly as possible. Definitely include a picture as it will hugely affect your response rate. Spend some time to try and get a good butt shot that hopefully will pass through doublelist and locanto’s restrictions. I personally like natural lighting and an angle that makes your butt look as big as possible.I have no idea what their criteria is. I’ve had some butt pics pass but be rejected in a later ad and vice versa. Remember to renew your ads and repost them on the day. The majority of my respondent demographic has always been guys in their 40s to 50s, some married. So imo it makes sense to renew after standard work hours when they’re likely to be home and have free time. Make sure that all your stats and details are correct. I think many guys when browsing will be suspicious of fake ads so try and aim to be clear so there is no misunderstanding. Craigslist was by far the best platform for this kind of thing but y’know rip. I use squirt message boards, doublelist, locanto, bbrt and grindr. Takes some micromanaging but the more you can distribute your ad the higher the rate will be. Though understandably you may have preferences on the kinds of guys you want showing up, consider that 1) you wont see them anyways, you’ll just feel their dick if they stick to the standard pump n dump expectation 2) the majority of guys wont show up so you might not want to be too picky. I personally still request basic stats (though most will send in the first email) just because it’s nice to visualize when getting fucked by him and helps me kinda keep track of my fucks for the day. A template of one I used this past weekend is below. Other examples can be found in the cumdump poppers trainer video (google it). I posted an initial one 2 weeks before the date I was kinda aiming for to get an idea if anyone would be interested before committing to booking and setting a date. I then edited it the Friday of the weekend to include the date and location and either refreshed it or just posted a new ad. I got a decent response rate but I think there’s room for improvement. Just my speculation but I think certain key words in your ad might help or hinder you depending on the culture of your area eg cumdump, loads, pump n dump. Calgary kinda sucks for this kind of thing anyway. My largest response rate has been in Seattle so far. Pride week especially in whatever city is also a great time. Most guys regardless of city will not follow through, maybe 10-20% on an average session will legit show up. Saturdays or public holidays are good days to set up — Hoping to organize an anonymous pump and dump scenario at my hotel room. Me: <insert your stats> Scenario: The door will be left propped open. When you come in, the room will be dark and quiet and I'll be naked ass up face down blindfolded and in a jockstrap. Lube and condoms (optional) will be to the side of the bed. Pull your cock out, use my ass to bust a load, then zip up and head out. No strings, no complications, no bs. Just straightforward easy and convenient fucking. Completely discrete. I haven't set a date or location yet - just trying to get an idea if anyone would be interested. Serious only. Feel free to ask if you have any questions. — Overall, if you’re new to anon fun and thinking of trying it, I say take the plunge and go for it. It’s a different experience from a normal hookup and one major advantage is that a surprising number of hot (based on cock/body pic and when I used to cheat with my blindfold) straight/bi (unconfirmed) discrete guys will show up for this. It definitely helps though to do a bit of planning or think some things through beforehand.

Part 1 - The State Visit Alex stood in front of the full length gilded edge mirror in his dressing room, his eyes darting and following the reflection of his valet watching his every move the closer he got. Alex let out a gentle moan and rolled his head back at the the soft hands touching the bare skin of his neck. He couldn't help himself getting lost in the moment fleetingly allowing himself erotic pleasure whilst his valet fastened the top button of his tunic, his whole body tingled like the fingers were touching every part of him. Jackson was well versed having practiced this several times on Prince Alexander since his return from military school and his appointment as valet to the prince. It wasn't hard to comprehend how things went from duty to erotic sensations, it certainly didn't help matters when Jackson stood behind the prince almost pressing his groin against the royal arse. He was risking his job without question if he was found out and was certainly never meant to happen, the prince was so cute and provocatively sexy that they ended up tangled in a sexual attraction for each other. For the prince was desperate to free himself and finally enjoy the intimacy of a man, for Jackson it was pure unashamed pleasure. "Keep still your highness" Jackson said deliberately taking his time with the button. Alex lowered his eyes staring back at Jackson's reflection "Hurry up then" he replied. "Shut up or I will undress you again" Jackson warned catching Alex eye and smirking. Alex chuckled "You can't speak to me like that!" he exclaimed tongue in cheek. Jackson smiled "You might be a prince but in bed.." he said pulling the tunic. Alex giggled rolling his neck back again sighing "At least you perform your duties well". "Stand up straight your highness" Jackson commanded in a hushed tone partly giggling now. Alex tried to keep a straight face "Do this, do that!" he said, "Man you are bossy!". They both laughed then stopped hearing the main lounge doors open, their eyes glancing at each other through the mirror hearing the metallic clanking sound hitting the door. Alex knew this meant his brother the crown prince had entered and he quickly tried to put his royalness on, he just couldn't help smiling knowing full well he was sporting a semi erection from his valet man handling him. Jackson quickly removed his hands and stepped aside picking up a brush and running it over the tunic whilst Alex stood still. He was mustering all his strength to stop giggling but his eyes kept fleeting back to Jackson's reflection as Prince Alden entered the dressing room. Jackson stopped and turned to the prince bowing his head "Good Morning your highness". Alden saw the way his brother looked at his valet "Your late!" he said. Alex turned his head to face his brother "They are not due for another hour" he replied. Alden looked at the valet "Walk away" he said using the royal command to dismiss staff. Jackson bowed his head then turned to Alex "Your highness" he said before stepping backwards. Alden waited for him to leave "We are to attend the briefing before their arrival". Alex sighed "Whatever!" he said picking up his gloves, "And you don't dismiss my valet". "I was under the impression a valet is the last thing you wanted" Alden replied. Alex put on his gloves "Mind your own business!" he said checking himself one last time. Alden stopped Alex from walking out "Don't forget your manners spare" he said smirking. Alex nodded and stepped back bowing his head to his brother "Fuck you!" he said. Alex pushed his way out hearing his brother laugh and clanking along behind him. It was the one word his brother used that got under his skin immediately. Being the second born Prince Alexander was second in line to the throne until Alden had children then he would go further down the succession line. It had never bothered Alex growing up, his brother being three years older had started tormenting Alex when he was old enough to understand what that meant in the line of succession, he was the spare and Alden enjoyed playing on that and reminding his brother constantly. Alex loved his brother despite the tormenting and for the most part it just washed over him, if Alex was not in the mood it got under his skin. Alex soon found out that being the spare meant more freedom without the world watching his every move like a hawk, he was so thankful that the spotlight was almost always focused on Crown Prince Alden. Despite those slight differences the brothers loved each other without question and were very close, they fought, they played, they joked. The banter that went on between them was a loving one and Alden had no idea that his brother was finding the whole royal life thing hard to deal with the older he got. He knew he was different from around 14 years old and took until he was 17 to fully understand how different he was. He had had absolutely no inclination to women and often stared and watched the male members of the royal household going about their duties, thoughts of secret trysts in the numerous secret passage ways the staff used aroused him immensely. It was a heavy burden and Alex knew if he left all of this he could be free to enjoy a life he wanted, that was until he was appointed his valet Jackson. It provided some sexual satisfaction but failed to lift the restrictions that were almost suffocating him. Alden caught up with his brother "Royal protocol spare, get behind me" he said smiling. Alex stopped and waited "If I had a sword I would stick it in your back" he replied. "Somehow I don't think you are even joking!" Alden said looking back at his brother smiling. "You never use to be like this" Alex said dragging his feet behind his brother. Alden stopped and turned to his brother "Royal life bro" he said in a matter of fact way. Alex stared at him for a moment. "Our positions grew with age" Alden said sympathetically. "Maybe I just want to slip away from all this" Alex replied, "I hate it". Alden smiled "No you don't, anyway I need you by my side to make me look good". Alden glanced back at his brother affectionately, even if his suspicions were correct about Alex being gay he would love him and accept his brother no matter what. Their lives growing up had been so intricately entwinned yet despite the ribbing Alden gave his brother he knew Alex loved him the same. They approached the doors to the state reception room where the footman opened both sides 'Their royal highnesses Crown Prince of Monrovia and Prince Alexander of Monrovia' he announced to the room which was in a flurry of activity putting the final touches to make the room ready to receive the dignitaries and invited guests. Everything went quiet for a moment as they all turned and bowed or curtsied at their entrance before going back to their tasks. There in all his glory stood the man Alex hated most, Major Lipscombe or arse wiper as he referred to him as. He held the position of Master of the Household and was responsible for all their personal staff and ensuring the palace was running efficiently. Major Lipscombe was waving a piece of paper around talking to the kings private secretary and the head of royal events and ceremonies. Major Lipscombe immediately left and headed towards to the two princes bowing his head then taking them through the reception party, Alex then went off with the head of Royal Events to go through the guest list. "A word please Lipscombe" Alden said watching Alex being briefed. "Of course your highness" Major Lipscombe replied. "The valet assigned to Prince Alexander" Alden said looking at Lipscombe. "Jackson" Lipscombe confirmed, "Excellent valet and highly trained sir". Alden smirked "Maybe too well trained and a little familiar with the prince". "Really?" Lipscombe replied, "Are you sure?" he questioned Alden who nodded. "Better safe than sorry" Alden replied glancing at Alex. Lipscombe nodded "I will have him removed from the palace immediately" he offered. Alden looked at him "No, don't do that or the prince will know" he said clearly. "Swap him over with my valet" Alden said giving Lipscombe a clear order. Lipscombe nodded "Yes of course your highness" he replied. "Good" Alden replied, "Just don't let the prince know. Walk away" he said dismissing him. Major Lipscombe acknowledged and bowed his head stepping several paces backwards. Alden glanced over at his brother, he was sure about the stolen looks he saw between the valet and his brother indicated there was a little to much casualness between them and it had to stop before it got messy. His plan to swap the valets over would be taken as a promotion for Jackson, his own valet Eldred would probably be annoyed or even angry about his removal from the crown prince. Alden was no fool and knew Jackson was gay, his brother was still very impressionable and somewhat naïve when it came to life experiences and men. He had found out about Alex by pure coincident from a close friend who told him his brother was swaying more to male company as he called it. Alden was doing his best to look out for Alex and remove any staff that he got close to and effectively cutting it off at every turn, he had to maintain the dignity of Monrovia's first family. Alden was as straight as they came and he was currently dating the daughter of King Constantine of Hellenic to much fanfare across both their families and nations. Alex left the reception room and walked in to the private lounge next door where his parents the King and Queen had just arrived. He sat down next to his mother chatting for a few minutes, at least his parents spared Alex all the protocols and were very down to earth with him just like parents should be. Alden was a different matter, a stickler for protocol since he had been groomed from the age of 12 as the Crown Prince and he took it way too seriously for Alex's liking. If there was one thing that Alden found hard to deal with it was the way Alex was treated and given more freedom and flexibility. The door to the lounge opened and the footman bowed his head announcing the guests arrival on to the palace grounds, it signified a long day ahead where Prince Alexander would have to play his part. They waited until the footman signalled and opened the doors to the reception room, two trumpeters played the royal fanfare and the dignitaries turned to look at the open doors. The master of ceremonies waited for the fanfare to end 'His Majesty The King and Her Majesty The Queen' he called out loudly then pausing, 'His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Monrovia and Her Highness Dowager Queen of Monrovia'. Again he paused for a moment 'His highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia' this was his cue to cross over the threshold and enter the reception room alone and greeting the dignitaries. His mother ever the watchful one kept a close eye on Alex being his first official royal reception in full dress. The Queen was not disappointed watching her son charm the many people he met, she leaned in to her husband telling him who she thought Alex was a natural. The King turned and smiled watching his son, the ability to engage people did appear very natural to Alex and the guests instantly warmed to him vying for his time. Alex on the other hand was taking discreet glances at two of the newest crown protection officers, in fact he found that during the pre-lunch reception that he couldn't keep his eyes off them and struggled to focus a little. With the luncheon over and many guests departing except the dignitaries who were staying in the palace the royal family retired to the private family rooms for a debrief and then a few hours down time before the state banquet. The King went over and joined his son on the sofa after the debrief. "Alex you did amazing out there" his father remarked. Alex smiled "Thank you father" he replied, "Wasn't as bad as I thought it would be". The King chuckled "How would you like to take on a more public profile?" he asked. "I don't know father" Alex replied trailing off, "I am not sure I am ready or ever will be". "Alex" the King said affectionately, "You are going to make a great prince trust me". Alex nodded and his father continued "You are kind, considerate and charming all excellent qualities". Alex leaned back with a worried frown "Do I have to?" he asked cheekily. His father smiled "It is part of us Alex" he replied patting his son's knee. Alex nodded "So I will take on more of my own events?" he asked. "Eventually yes" his father replied noticing the doubtful look on Alex face. "Your mother and I have the royal visit in September to Spain" the King now said. Alex nodded "Yes I am aware of your diary" he replied. "Good, how would like you to accompany us in your official capacity?" the King asked. Alex mused a moment "Is this a royal command or choice?" he asked slightly taken back. The King chuckled "Purely your choice Alex" he said lovingly, "I would like it if you did, so would your mother". Alex smiled "Yes I would love to" he replied watching his father smile broadly. His father stood "Alex if anything is on your mind you can talk to me" he said. Alex looked up at his father but refrained from opening up "Thank you" he replied. "Come let's get some fresh air" The King said as his mother approached. Alex joined his parents for a walk around the private gardens to get some fresh air and enjoy the early summer sun before heading back to their respective royal apartments. The thought of going on an official state visit without his brother lording it up got him a little excited at the prospect. The household staff were quick on their feet receiving word the family were returning to their royal apartments and disappeared down various corridors and passages. Jackson made it to the dressing room ahead of his prince and tidied up a little waiting for Alex to appear. Alex entered walking to the dressing room "Your highness" Jackson said bowing his head. "Jackson, you sneaking up on me?" Alex asked surprised by his appearance. "Only to attend to your needs your highness" Jackson replied helping with the tunic. Alex grabbed Jackson's hand "Can you run me a bath please" he said, "I can manage the rest". Jackson nodded "Of course your highness" he replied bowing his head and leaving. Alex stood at the bathroom door watching Jackson "You want to get in with me?" he asked. Jackson turned his head folding the towel ready and smirked "No, I have work to do". Alex finished undressing and walked back to the bathroom "Thank you" he muttered. Jackson smiled "I will return at 5.30 your highness" he said bowing and leaving. "Stop calling me your highness" Alex said annoyingly. After Jackson had left Alex laid in the bath for nearly half an hour chilling out and mulling over the conversation with his father. It frightened him a little and the doubts started creeping in again, his life was careering in to the public eye. In his heart he understood the decision was already made by his birth right and it was now only a matter of time. Alex laid on the bed naked on his stomach reading the palace's social media updates. Forgetting the time he suddenly became aware of someone watching him and turned his head smiling at the grin on Jackson's face. Alex jumped off the bed and sauntered past Jackson. His clothes already laid out for the state banquet made easy work for them both. Jackson attached the scarlet red sash over the formal tunic, it rested on Alex's right shoulder down to his left hip. The scarlet red sash was only worn by the reigning monarchs and direct descendants. Jackson then picked up the silver Royal House of Monrovia coat of arms brooch and attached it to top right side of the sash, he then picked up a similar sized golden brooch with images of his parents coronation inlaid and attached it beneath the first one. Jackson stepped back and bowed "You are a fine prince your highness" he said smiling. "Fine?" Alex questioned him grinning. Jackson chuckled "Fine" he replied, "With a great arse". Alex looked at him and smiled "I am glad you approve" he replied. "You are escorting Lady Trasillion to dinner" Jackson informed him. Alex looked at him "Okay I briefly met her earlier, what do you know about her?" he asked. "Not a lot" Jackson replied, "She is chairwoman of the International HIV Foundation". "Really?" Alex suddenly replied, "That is a big charity I hear" he said. Jackson nodded "Spans many countries supporting many things" he replied Jackson stood back "Perfect, you may go" he said. Alex turned to him "No you may go" he replied laughing. Jackson opened the doors for his prince to leave, across the hallway two maintenance staff were varnishing the door to the small apartment opposite his, they both stopped and bowed as he walked past, thinking nothing more it he carried on down to the cocktail reception. The two footman bowed and opened the large double doors announcing his arrival 'His Royal Highness Prince Alexander of Monrovia' one of the footman called to the reception guests. The guests parted and followed royal protocol as Alex entered the room, he stopped and chatted casually with a few people as the reception started up again, then spotting Lady Trasillion Alex worked his way around the party and was formally introduced to her, together they waited for everyone to find and take their seats at the state banquet. Then filing out behind the King and Queen then his older brother Alex escorted Lady Trasillion in to the state banqueting hall. Alex spent most of the dinner in conversation with Lady Trasillion and subtly brought their chat around to her charitable work. He found out that she was very passionate about it and the work they did across the many countries as a joint international charity. As usual by 10pm the King, Queen and Crown Prince departed the banquet but Alex held back to talk more with his guest. Their conversation so far had been incredibly eye opening for Alex and Lady Trasillion had insisted that Alex call her Margarite. Alex put his coffee down "Margarite, does the charity have Royal Patronage?" he asked. Magarite shook her head "No, we applied twice in the last five years" she replied. She continued "I guess we ask for too much involvement on your families part". Alex nodded "Yes the King and Queen are over burdened with patronage requests" he said. Margarite nodded "Your highness this evening has been an honour but I must leave". Alex smiled and stood "Margarite it has been a pleasure talking to you" he replied. "You are too kind your highness" Margarite said curtseying. "Come to the palace and lunch with me, I would love to talk more" Alex genuinely said. "Thank you that you would be delightful" Margarite replied then took her leave. Lady Trasillion wasn't overly sure if the prince had meant his last remark or if he was just being polite and appeasing her. Alex slipped out through one of the secret doors in to the private quarters of the palace, tired and his feet aching he wandered the expansive hallways towards his rooms. On the plus side he saw the latest two recruits to the crown protection office again who joined a few months ago to start their training. He never really paid that much attention but he had noticed that both the recruits were youngish, pretty hot looking and certainly bed worthy. That thought alone made him chuckle as he turned the corner towards his rooms. Alex swung open the doors to his rooms with great fanfare and leaving them wide open knowing that Jackson wouldn't be far behind, he made his way to the dressing room and sure enough Jackson appeared through the servants door then going to the lounge area he closed the doors and returned to the dressing room. Alex stood in front of the mirror deeply lost in thought and glanced at the reflection of Jackson in the mirror and producing a small smile. It certainly didn't take Alex long to imagine the stimulating touch of his valet, even despite his tiredness his whole being felt illuminated and those familiar stirrings emerged from within his body. "Good evening your highness" Jackson said bowing his head slightly following protocol. "Jackson, get me out of this outfit please" Alex pleaded placing his arms by his side. Jackson began undoing the buttons to the tunic "You look tired" he said softly. Alex watched Jackson's hands at work "That and my feet really ache" he replied. Jackson smiled and removed the tunic hanging it up "Breeches!" he remarked. Alex spread his legs apart slightly "Go for it" he replied smirking at Jackson. "Stop flirting you little tramp" Jackson replied slipping his hand inside them. Alex moaned coming back to life "How dare you fondle a prince" he said seductively. Jackson removed his hand "You enjoy it way too much" he replied removing his shoes and breeches. Alex watched him put the clothes away. "Shall I do your shirt Alex?" Jackson asked. Alex nodded "Yes please" he replied waiting for Jackson to stand within inches of him. Jackson couldn't help smiling feeling the princes hand rubbing his cock. Alex chuckled feeling the shirt fall away exposing his young soft body. Jackson folded the shirt up ready to be taken to the laundry. He turned back to the prince and ran his hand over Alex's chest feeling the soft supple skin. Alex moaned rolling his head back and Jackson moved in tenderly kissing the neck of his prince and slowly working his way upwards until he felt the moist tenderness of his lips and mouth. Briefly they exchanged a kiss before Alex felt his feet leaving the ground and being carried towards the bedroom. Jackson laid his prince on the bed and removed his socks taking one foot he gently massaged and kissed it. Alex raised his head off the bed watching Jackson and moaning softly, his hands working his underwear down to his ankles where Jackson finished off and removed them then began undressing himself. Jackson stood there naked and climbed on the bed forcing his way between Alex's legs, his face looming closer with a gentle teasing manner until he kissed his prince lightly on the mouth, their eyes meeting briefly then all hell let lose. Jackson kissed the prince aggressively, Alex's legs flung upwards wrapping around Jackson's body whilst his hands roamed coveting every inch his valet's strong athletic build. Finally securing his arms and legs tightly around the torso he swung Jackson over on to his side. The aggression from pent up desire in their kissing slowly calmed to a more intimate flow, fingers lightly dancing and caressing each other for several minutes until Jackson rolled on to his back pulling the prince and forcing his highness to straddle across him. His hips gyrating his solid seven inch erection against Alex's arse whilst their kissing continued. Slowly inching his hips forward and using his arse until he felt the head of Jackson's cock pressed up against his hole. Alex let out a tiny cry before pushing his hips back and jiggling his arse, slowly his arse lips eased apart perfectly surrounding the head of Jackson's cock. The wriggling of his arse and upward push of Jackson's hips paved the entry way. Alex stifled a cry at the burn in his arse, his head pulled down in to a kiss and held there by Jackson's arm whilst the other circled around his body holding it firmly in place. Jackson was every part a man and a very dominant lover, something that Alex had learnt over the last few weeks combined with a sense of safety in his company allowed him to relax and enjoy their passionate romps. So enthralled in the kissing his mind completely oblivious to the pain in his arse taking more of Jackson's cock, only when Alex felt the coarseness of the pubic hair rubbing against the sensitive skin around his hole did he moan succinctly in to Jackson's mouth. The steady pace of his hips pushing up whilst his arm pulled Alex down impaling him deeper each time on his cock. He was sex, he was all man and all sex and Alex was left in no doubt each time they were together. The sweet whimpers and gasps from his prince danced in the air shrouded by their intimate reaction towards each other. Jackson speared Alex's mouth with his tongue feeling the start of his orgasm, his arm pulling Alex's mouth tighter to his own kissing him with sexual aggression and urgency, his hips jabbed and thrusted up in rapid succession before holding them aloft clenching his arse muscles and feeling the freedom of his cock pulsing out his orgasm. Alex gyrated his hips, no longer did he try to free himself and pull off before the orgasm, after feeling the exhilarating power of Jackson's orgasm once before by accident he needed more of it. Alex had slipped into the rush and thrill of feeling Jackson's orgasm, he was after all a man who enjoyed sex and never pulled out when he was done. Alex kissed him delicately on the mouth then leaned up pushing his arse down firmly on his cock, slowly working his arse on the cock he allowed Jackson to take hold his royal cock rubbing it gently. Jackson loved this part even more, watching the prince stimulating himself on his cock until he would roll his head back and shudder, expelling his cum on Jackson's chest then finally falling forward wrapping themselves in each others arms kissing once again. Finally disentangling themselves Alex laid in his arms. Often in this state Jackson could feel the vulnerability and the insecurity of the prince, he was a far cry from his sometimes arrogant brother and seemed almost lost and in desperate need of a real companion who was level headed. Jackson was not the person for Alex and a silent truth existed between them knowing this fact. "Do you enjoy living in the palace?" Alex suddenly asked stroking Jackson's chest. Jackson stroked Alex's face "Yes, to serve crown and country is the best job" he replied. Alex leaned up "You don't find it oppressive at times?" he asked, "I do" he exclaimed. "How so, I mean you are a prince and it is your home?" Jackson replied looking curious. "It never use to bother me, sometimes it feels like a prison" Alex said with sadness. Alex laid back down "I just want some freedom, I want to be me, not the prince". Jackson chuckled "You will have a little more freedom soon" he replied stroking his head. Alex leaned up again looking at him. "Your crown protection officer" Jackson said. "Oh dam, I forgot about that. A fucking shadow following me around" Alex replied annoyingly. A brief silence fell between them. "I want to love who I want to love" Alex spoke softly. Jackson looked knowingly at him and Alex continued "There is an expectation of me". "Talk to your parents Alex and explain how you feel" Jackson said assuring him. Alex stoked Jackson's chest "I fear they would be disappointed" he replied. Jackson kissed him on the head "The Governor Premier will be on your side Alex". Alex sighed "Yes I know" he replied yawning and stretching. Jackson laughed quietly and kissed him "I have to go it is nearly 1am" he said getting up. Jackson dressed whilst Alex watched him. "What time do you want waking?" he asked. Alex shrugged "Usual time" he replied, "Bed sheets will need changing in the morning". Jackson smiled "Messy little prince aren't you" he said leaning down to kiss him. "You shouldn't cum so much" Alex replied looking at him, "Walk away sexy" he chuckled. With that Jackson disappeared laughing quietly and heading back to his quarters. Alex laid in bed with the scent of Jackson still strong on the pillow, he rolled over hugging the pillow closely and shuffling away from the damp patch where Jackson's cum had seeped out of his arse.

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